25 Unicorn Street, Wednesday Evening

[mouthy_merc]

It was ANTM night again and there was Deadpool in front of the television, bitching about the girls needing a sandwich.

Especially that Jaslene girl.

[[ooc: for the roommates, nun, and turtle]]

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[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

A small mess of wrapping paper soon littered the kitchen floor and Turtle eagerly opened up the box.

To a gun.

She paled a little. She'd...never even really seen a gun before, and she blinked at it like it might jump out of the box and bite her. A gun. An actual gun, and it would technically be hers.

"...Wow." She wasn't quite sure what kind of a wow that was. Kicking people was one thing; shooting them? She let out a long whistle. "Can...I even legally have one of these? I mean, they can't possibly allow these at the school. Otherwise, I'm sure I'd see half the student body armed to the teeth.."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"It's not loaded," He assured her once he noticed her pale face.

"And yup. There's a weapons locker or something for the kids to put them and a shooting range for you wacky youngin's."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Do I have to...like, register it or something, or just put it there and it's good?"

Turtle took the gun out of the box, holding it up and away from her slightly between two fingers; dangling in front of her as she inspected it with a wrinkle of her nose.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Well, that would be if it was a totally legal weapon, which it isn't so... I'm going to go with no on this one."

He reached over to grab the gun and pop the clip out.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle blinked at the action. "I have no idea how to use one of these things."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I'll teach you," Deadpool replied calmly. "Everyone should know how to handle one."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

" 'Kayyyy." Turtle gulped and looked at the gun worriedly. She couldn't see herself ever really using one. Ever. What was it she said, on the first day of ethics, that the one thing she couldn't ever imagine herself doing was killing someone? Would...Mr. Deadpool be disappointed in her because of that? Why did she feel like crying? She...didn't ever want to actually be in a situation where she'd have to use a gun. Playing at this minion and superhero stuff was a lot of fun, but when it came right down to it...she just wasn't cut out for it.

"I...hope I can learn okay," she said, finally, steeling herself a bit and shifting the gun in her hand to what seemed a more likely, proper way of holding it.

Yikes. She was holding a gun...

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Contrary to popular belief, Deadpool was not stupid. He wasn't all there in the head, but he wasn't stupid. He wouldn't be alive if he was.

"I can always get you a pony if you don't like it," He told her, certainly making it sound like whatever she wanted was okay with him.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

A moment of it cradled in her hand and Turtle felt that maybe she could get used to it. Maybe. It did make her feel a little stronger or cooler or whatever to have it. "Naw, I like it."

The was a pause before she looked up at Deadpool with a grin as she settled the gun back in the box. "Can I still have a pony, though?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Sadly no. The pony was killed by Yuki's inability to love."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Curses! I should have knowwwwwn! For my next birthday, can we get Mr. Yuki a soul? Please? Pretty please?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool pretended to give it some thought. "I don't know. Would a soul take?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle actually gave it some thought. "Y'know...I don't know. But it never hurts to try?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool grinned. "Very true minion, very true."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle gave a firm nod and pulled the box in close to herself. "Well, thank you for the present, Mr. Deadpool. I should probably head back and put this away in that locker."