Office of the Vice Principal, Thursday

[mouthy_merc]

Sure, Deadpool had a job to do and a class to prepare for tomorrow. And sure, he should probably be doing some serious work all those new kids settling in.

But was he?

No, no he was not. Instead, he was playing that goddamn music for Jan as he sent people horrible X-Men RPS. And yes, he was dressed up like Nyan Cat. Look, it was almost her

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[not_a_parakeet]

Soooomebody had checked his e-mail this afternoon!

And that same somebody had been, you know, scarred for life. A little.

"Me and Bobby?"

Sure, the two of them joked about it, but they weren't like that!

[mouthy_merc]

"I told you this stuff existed," Deadpool sang cheerfully.

[not_a_parakeet]

"But why?"

The one with him and Bobby hadn't even been that bad! Not compared to that one with him and that Jono guy. He'd had no idea what was up with that one. It had given him blue skin and oil glands.

Like a duck!

... Not that he'd read them or anything.

[mouthy_merc]

"Because people like fantasizing about the pretty folks with super powers," Deadpool replied with a dismissive wave. "You should see the Chuckles/Magneto shippers. Those ladies scare me."

It took a moment, but Jan finally glanced up to see what was so interesting. And then made a noise that could probably cause hearing loss in dogs as she scrambled up to grab a handful of rainbow wing.

[not_a_parakeet]

"Yeah, but- gah!"

No, Warren hadn't really been expecting to have his wingfeathers yanked on by a very loud little girl today. But at least he was patient enough to not start flailing about at it.

"Um. Hi."

There were tiny little hands all up in his flight feathers.

[mouthy_merc]

"Jan, same rules as with the dog," Deadpool said, going back to his trolling for horrible fic. Oooo, X-23/Captain America. That was promising.

That got her to very carefully let go, hands firmly at her sides as she sulked up at Warren. Why did he have to be breakable like a dog. GIVE HER AN ANSWER, YOU FEATHERY BASTARD.

[not_a_parakeet]

Tiny grabby people should stop being so adorable. They just... should.

Warren found himself crouching down and offering Jan a little smile before he could think better of it.

"Hey. You like feathers, huh?"

[mouthy_merc]

"Nyan," she grumbled, hands balled into fists. It was just so tempting to graaaaaaab.

"She's a flying, rainbow cat this week."

That totally explained Deadpool's costume. Really.

[not_a_parakeet]

And the Pop Tarts.

"Nyan?"

Oh. Oh.

"Actually, so am I," Warren smiled a little, giving his feathers a bit of a ruffle. "Nyan nyan nyan?"

[mouthy_merc]

No, those were because they were delicious.

Jan gave him a suspicious look, glancing over at Deadpool for a moment before receiving a small nod of okay to latch herself onto those wings again in a hug. "Nyaaaaaaaaaaaan."

[not_a_parakeet]

Please, pardon Warren. He needed to die of cute, now, smoothing down his feathers and folding his wings a little more tightly in order to make hugging them a little less of a giant armful for such a little girl.

"Nyan," he agreed, because... Because he was having very deep conversation with a toddler, that's why. "Do you Nyan around here often, Jan?"

[mouthy_merc]

"Nyan," she replied in agreement, petting the feathers the right way instead of latching on like a psychotic monkey.

Which she could be. You're just so lucky she had a nap already, Warren. So lucky.

[not_a_parakeet]

He would totally count himself lucky, if only he'd had more experience with children than Kayla and Nommy, who both had wings and therefore completely understood why Daddy got cranky if his were rubbed the wrong way.

"Nyan. Would Jan like a ride around the room, nyan?"

Warren could be such a ham.

[mouthy_merc]

"Drop her and Nate'll be all shoot first, ask questions never," Deadpool warned him even as Jan held her hands up to be picked up. Because she was a cat and cats needed to be picked up.

[not_a_parakeet]

"I don't drop people," Warren assured Deadpool, picking Jan up off the floor in one easy motion and doing a little spin in place. "Or, I haven't yet, and she's way lighter than anyone I've carried yet."

Added bonus, he wasn't actually flying with her.

[mouthy_merc]

That might have helped a tiny bit, yes. Shhh.

Jan giggled, forgetting she was a cat for the time being in order to be a tiny mutant messiah child who enjoyed spinning around in place.

Deadpool, on the other hand, took the opportunity to take a picture with his phone. For posterity.