"Well, well, well. It's certainly been a long time since we saw each other, hasn't it?" Wade said with a certain sigh of satisfaction after he entered the rec room. He'd been out wandering again, as he often did, and finally returned to this simple abode. How long it had really been, Deadpool didn't have a clue ( Read more... )

Laundry was something Lex had had to get used to on the island. It wasn't that he didn't know how to do it, which he did, it was more then he'd just never done it at home. There had always been servants or housekeepers for that sort of thing. The only reason he knew how was because he'd had to learn how to hide evidence in his rebellious teenage ( Read more... )

The incorrigible Deadpool woke from a deep, deep, deep slumber ( Read more... )

I have been idle, these past few months, perhaps lulled into complacency by the constant repetition of days; I was ever a creature of routine, having nothing else, marking off the passage of an hour by the task I perform, as if I were but an ornament in a clock, run by gears and pendulums, lacking any sort of motive force of my own. Indeed, I had ( Read more... )

( Cut for Stargate: Continuum spoilers )

"Holy Cowabunga, Splinter! It's you!" Myself crouched down in front of a rat. It squeaked. Deadpool reached to pick it up, maybe have a chat, Splinter tends to be friendly. Of course, then, it turned out to just be a funny shaped leaf. That was sorta gray colored ( Read more... )

Today's Thanksgiving. First Thanksgiving I haven't spent in Vegas. Ever, y'know? I mean, I even went to college in Vegas. UNLV all the way, man ( Read more... )

I'm too Sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my-

"Oh ha bloody ha. Right Said Fred, hardly original now is it? What is that? The hundredth time you've played it for me," Monet said dryly, barely looking up from the issue of Vanity Fair she was reading. Her image graced the cover, the words beneath it reading Monet St. Croix bares all. A rather bad ( Read more... )

House didn't like being emotionally invested in patients. That was one of the reasons he usually tried to avoid even meeting them if possible, back home. He cared about diagnoses, not results. Which was why having an AIDS patient with nothing interesting to diagnose, who did nothing besides laying around dying or not dying, along with the fact ( Read more... )

Spotted: S, B, and C, not letting a little thing like locale stand in the way of tradition. It may not be Manhattan, but that doesn't mean that our favorite expatriates won't be doing their best to pretend otherwise. The annual Masked Ball has started off with a bang - but will it end the same way? Somehow, we think the recent arrival of Lonely Boy ( Read more... )