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When Deadpool woke up this morning, he was greeted to Tether's expectant look for food. Which was... new. But not too strange.
And no Nate.
It was a moment later that the entire weekend came back to him.
"I WAS SCOTT SUMMERS?!" This was probably audible to people a block away, so much was his disgust and horror. There would never be enough therapy in the world to black that out.
[[For that other Summers]]
And no Nate.
It was a moment later that the entire weekend came back to him.
"I WAS SCOTT SUMMERS?!" This was probably audible to people a block away, so much was his disgust and horror. There would never be enough therapy in the world to black that out.
[[For that other Summers]]
