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Wade 'Deadpool' Wilson ([personal profile] mouthy_merc) wrote2010-10-02 08:51 am

Office of the Vice Principal

So, it was Parents Weekend again.

Deadpool should proooobably be available should anyone want to question how this school is run. And give them the absolute wrong impression that only Zoe could clear up and make them stop crying.

People were total wusses, damn it.

But, there he was in his office. Waaaaiting.

[[Open, of course!]]

[identity profile] looks-awesome.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
It would probably never be known exactly how Brittany ended up in the Vice Principal's office. She certainly looked confused enough by it. She peeked around suspiciously, as if looking for something very important, then --

"There isn't any cotton candy here."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"...should there be?" Deadpool asked, looking around as well? "Did someone promise cotton candy and not tell me? Those bastards."

[identity profile] looks-awesome.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know," Brittany shared. "Maybe I just wanted it."

She flopped back on the couch as if invited and leaned her head back, staring straight up. "You have pencils growing out of your ceiling."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"And you're just adorable, aren'tcha? Did you have special brownies to start the day with?"

[identity profile] looks-awesome.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Santana found me some Cheetos and a Dr Pepper," Brittany said, shaking her head. "... and you have to take off your mask if you want to make out."

Because clearly she should offer that to everybody who called her adorable, right?

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Deadpool stared for a moment.

"Am I being punked? Is Chris Hansen outside?"

[identity profile] looks-awesome.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Brittany blinked. "See, if I try to make out with you and the mask is on, it's going to get all soggy. That's gross."

Earnestly, she added, "Who's Chris Hansen?"

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"And you're, like, twelve." A beat. "You're not allowed to offer that to any other guy teachers. There's some sketchy people here. To Catch a Predator sketchy."

[identity profile] looks-awesome.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"... ohhhhhh," Brittany said. "Usually I make out with everybody. It's okay, though. I don't want to that much."

Especially with the mask. Soggy mask. Ew.

"You're, like, a teacher?"

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Awww. She was that girl, wasn't she?

"Vice principal, actually. It's a special job that lets me sit around and look important."

[identity profile] looks-awesome.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
She was the girl who made that girl look like a nun.

"That sounds awesome," Brittany decided. "I want a job like that. And pencils growing from my ceiling."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"All you have to do is throw them up there," Deadpool confided. "It helps pass the workday."

[identity profile] looks-awesome.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really?" Brittany said. "Wow. I learned something today."

Surprisingly, she meant it.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you don't forget it by tomorrow morning, we'll count this as a win!"

[identity profile] looks-awesome.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"If I find cotton candy I'll bring you some."



[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-10-02 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Aww, you're a sweetheart." And like a puppy! "Maybe I'll bring Jan in and she can braid your hair."

[identity profile] musicalcrab.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Because Brittany hadn't been enough for Deadpool, obviously, he was now being infested with crabs.

Well. Crab.

"I need to have a word with you!" Sebastian declared, scuttling into the room.

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"...did Namor send you?"

[identity profile] musicalcrab.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
"No," said Sebastian, crossing his claws in front of himself. "I am sent by King Triton of Atlantica, on behalf of his youngest daughter, Princess Ariel. What is dis Glee Club I haf had the misfortune of hearing about?"