Rescuing the General

[a_peel]

"Mama! I said I'd take care of it! I...no, I don't know how. I just...trust me, Mama. I'll put this right

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[marvel_citizens]

Now while those two lovely ladies are busy laying down the law, little do they know that they're fixin' to have some trouble once they get the General out of that there coal mine.

Y'see, ol' Boss Fisk back up Big Apple Way had some plans of his own for Hazzard County's greatest hero...

[boss_of_bosses]

Wilson Fisk is showing the ultimate disrespect for his employee by eating his lunch in front of the man, without offering any. He's currently wearing a large red-and-white checkered bib around his neck as he eats the barbecued ribs.

"You have consistently botched the jobs I give you. Explain to me why I should bother giving you another opportunity."

[wadewilson]

"Now you just wait one cotton-pickin' minute, Boss, I did not botch that job with the Tongs - it was a gigantic clusterfuck! Daredevil, Elektra, the Ghost, Black Widow, AND Typhoid? You canNOT be pinning that giant hunka hunka burnin' crap on me!"

[boss_of_bosses]

He licks his lips clean of sauce.

"You would be wise not to get into the habit of telling me what I can do, Wilson. As it happens, I have something that should be just about your level of juvenile insipidity."

The thin, bookish man to Fisk's right leans over and hands a small file to the masked miscreant.

[wadewilson]

"I actually prefer insipid juvenility, and yes, there is a difference."

Deadpool opens it up, and his eyes immediately widen. Lighting up like it's Xmas morn.

"Oh my god. You have got to be fargin' kidding me!"

[boss_of_bosses]

"I am not, and I do not. I am opening up a new business venture in Tokyo, and the man I am working with has an unfortunate predilection for American drivel. This will make an appropriate goodwill offering, provided you bring it back in pristine condition."

At least with a functional engine.

[wadewilson]

"Are you kidding? No, wait, you am not and you don't not. But I wouldn't dream of putting a scratch on that beauty! Stars and bars forever! Yee-haw!"

He hops out of his seat and starts a little dance. "This is the best job I've ever gotten! I'd do it for free! Coo! Coo! Coo!"

[boss_of_bosses]

"That's fortuitous, because you are.."

[wadewilson]

His head tilts.

"Er, uh... come again, Boss?"

[boss_of_bosses]

Fisk swallows back another bite of meat.

"There is no reason to pay you until you've proven you can actually accomplish a given task. Now go. Get that 'General Lee.'"

[wadewilson]

Well, that stick in his craw, and he twitches at that.

Then he looks down at the file and stops caring.

"D'oh, you got it, Boss. Coo! Coo!"

He almost goes out the door, then he turns and leaps toward the window, teleporting just quickly enough so he doesn't break the glass.

"YEEEEE-HAAAAA!"

[boss_of_bosses]

Fisk doesn't even bother taking note of such stupidity.

Instead, he speaks to the bookish man at his side, picking up another rib.

"Send Fujikawa that Knight Rider car."

[marvel_citizens]

Now that there happened last week.

So who knows what that crazy cooter has in store for our darlin' duo? Most likely ain't gonna be anything good, and you can take that there to the bank.