Office of the Vice Principal, Wednesday

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool wasn't sad to no longer be a pony. Nope, not at all.

Okay, maybe a little. Cram it.

That might have been why he was actually in his office. The place he stored paperwork that he didn't want to do. "Wow, this place is dusty," he said to no one in particular. Because needless descriptions were damn fun, okay?

[[Open, of course!]]

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[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"See, I never said that part," Deadpool replied. "I just think it's freaky. Because it so is. All that psycho-kinetic flames and the smell of burnt rubber..."

[trigons_child]

"It is not freaky," Raven protested. "But we do not require your approval. I had just hoped that perhaps you could understand that in his own world he is treated poorly because of being a mutant. In Fandom that should be different."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool stared for a moment before having to laugh until his ribs hurt. "Oh, you're too funny."

[trigons_child]

She was totally going to tell Anakin how meeeean Deadpool was omg.

"Very well," she said. "I have made my request. I cannot make you heed it, but I hope that you please will. I will not take up any more of your time."