Deadpool had spent a lot of time this week cleaning and recleaning weapons.

And then dressing Max in odd outfits. And then actually attempting a lesson plan. It... was going well so far, so he was back on the weapons cleaning.

That was the safe activity.

Well-- safe for him. Not so much for guests.

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Home from a long and productive day of... well not really doing much more than taking Max for a walk and watching FAR too much Food Network, Wade checked his mail.

Huh.

A scroll.

"This better not end with explosions and rage," He muttered, opening it up.

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After making Nate watch nearly half of season one of ANTM and drinking far too many beers, Wade had made his way up to his and Arashi's bedroom. Leaving Nate passed out on the couch with a suspicious fox using his chest as a bed, he flopped down on the big, empty bed.

He'd been gone a day and Wade missed him already. How high school did that ( Read more... )

Wade was not a happy little butterfly right now. Of course, he wasn't ever a happy little butterfly, even when he tried that fun green liquor and thought nudity was the way to go ( Read more... )

Wade had fallen asleep last night with a ninja in bed with him, even woke up with one this morning. But whatever the hell that woman did to him had really wiped him out. Like his healing factor was in overdrive to fix things that didn't actually happen, but still caused the pain.

Sometime after the morning, while he was taking a coma nap, the ( Read more... )