It had been a long day, and Reno had gotten permission to beat people up for candy, which meant that Deadpool was the coolest adult ever. But, as really cool days tended to go, there was always a time when wee Renos had to retire to their bedrooms again, in order to pull on their pyjamas and get ready for be ( Read more... )

The girlfriends had classes. The baby needed to be protected. That was the mission. That was the job ( Read more... )

There had been kids. Showing up out of the blue, being bloody adorable at them with introductions and some more over breakfast. There'd been worry about two of them taking off to feed ducks, and more worry that morning about what would happen to one of them when he went back home ( Read more... )

Reno was having the bestest weekend ever! He'd talked to Rude on the phone and had pizza and hunted vampire dustbunnies and opened Host Club and stopped to watch Mister-Teacher-Anniekin make kids into helichoppers and he had gotten into a gunfight and now he was gonna sit on his floor and kick his lappy-top, because Rikku had brokened it, but it ( Read more... )