Office Hours, Saturday

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool really needed to realize that office hours on Parent's Weekend meant parents might stop by.

But no. That would be easy. Instead he was trying to find a suitable porn for Aly to watch.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen and aliens and... others... This man was teaching your children.

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[wexler_family]

Jake and Grace had enjoyed a nice evening and were up bright and early and ready to see more of their daughter's school.

Which included going to meet as many of her teachers as possible.

They stumbled upon Deadpool's office first.

"Jake? I think that man is in his pajamas," Grace whispered loudly, peeking in the door. "Perhaps he slept in his office?"

Jake looked over her head. "Maybe he just has a strange fashion sense?" he offered.

[mouthy_merc]

"They're not pajamas," Deadpool replied, pouting. "It's a very practical costume based on years of tradition and... pouches."

[wexler_family]

Jake at least had the decency to look embarrassed at being overheard.

Grace, however, was Grace.

"Are you..." Jake looked down at the paper in his hand. "Professor... Deadpool?"

[mouthy_merc]

He would NEVER stop loving to hear that. "Yes. Yes I am."

[oh_jeffrey]

Mrs. Murdock was on a mission to discover just what her son was learning at this school. She decided to begin with the feminist theory teacher, Mr. Deadpool.

Finding the office, she stood in the doorway silently until she realized..."OH MY HEAVENS, IS THAT PORNOGRAPHY?!"

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool glanced up. "Oh, don't worry, it's for a for a friend."

[oh_jeffrey]

Mrs. Murdock was horrified at his glibness. "Are you or are you not Mister Deadpool, professor of feminist theory?"

[mouthy_merc]

"I am." A beat. "Unless there's some weird alternate universe me running around."

[idontlikelions]

Bree was not going to admit that he was lost, as he trotted through the halls.

Besides, all these rooms were interesting, like this one with the oddly attired human, or maybe he was a marshwiggle, Bree had heard that marshwiggles had odd ideas about clothing, well, even odder than the whole idea of clothing to begin with.

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool looked up. "Horsey. You one of the talking ones or a shapeshifting visitor, because I am morally opposed to Skrulls looking like horses, I'll have you know."

[idontlikelions]

Bree whinnied and shook his head. "I assure you that I am a good Narnian Horse," he said. "I'm afraid I'm not quite sure what a Skrull is though."

[mouthy_merc]

"Alien. Kinda like a very large lizard with opposable thumbs," Deadpool supplied helpfully.

[iknowstuff]

And then there was a small girl who wandered into Wade's office drinking from a juice box.

"Hey Wade."

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool frowned before realizing who she was. "Girl who knows stuff. Shouldn't you be off deus ex machina-ing it up somewhere for the next huge company-wide event?"

[iknowstuff]

"Haven't you heard?" Layla said with a sweet smile. "No longer a mutant. Now I just act as a force of chaos and annoy Jamie Madrox."

[mouthy_merc]

That got a grin. "An excellent past time if you ask me."

[drinkandgold]

Jonathan had decided in the interest of his own self-preservation, to let Evie have her mood, finally, and go visit her teachers. She'd mentioned this one in her letters before, so, why not chat the old man up?

"Hullo?" He stared. Pajamas and a hood. Well. That was new.

[mouthy_merc]

Why did everyone bother him during research time?

It was very important work! "No, they aren't pajamas."

[drinkandgold]

"They're very form-fitting. You don't to teach in those, do you?" Jonathan asked, unwillingly fascinated. "Ooo, is that one of those telly-vision things that Evie was telling me about? What are you looking at?"

[mouthy_merc]

"It's research for a fellow teacher." And also? Porn. Porny research.