Office of the Vice Principal, Tuesday

[mouthy_merc]

It was the beginning of the school year once again and there were many important things for Deadpool to take care of. Paperwork and all that fun... stuff

Comments

[atreideslioness]

"I don't think I even want to know." Knocking was for other people, and Ghanima simply came in and sat on his desk, unmindful of anything that was already there. "Three years, and I still do not understand your fascination with the televisions."

[mouthy_merc]

"That's because you're a spoilsport."

[atreideslioness]

"I think it's because you're easily amused," Ghanima countered. "If I pulled something shiny out of my pocket, you'd find that equally fascinating."

[mouthy_merc]

"Would it be a knife? Because then I really would be."

[atreideslioness]

"Do you think I'd let you play with any of my good knives?" She'd never get it back. He was worse than Leto.

[mouthy_merc]

Hey. Hey. Don't make Deadpool give you puppy eyes.

[atreideslioness]

"No. Not when you're going to threaten small cartoon creatures with them." Ghanima did not specify if she meant the television, or their students. "Have you ever considered letting your inner-child out to play in a mildly less disturbing way?"

[mouthy_merc]

"Yeah, but where's the fun in that?" Deadpool asked.

[atreideslioness]

"It can be more fun," Ghanima pointed out mildly. "We're missing a few people, but I find myself yearning for very bad beer and throwing large balls at small phallic objects."

[mouthy_merc]

"...how much beer we talkin'?"

[atreideslioness]

"How much do you think you can drink?" she asked, raising one eyebrow. "Between your healing factor and my Bene Gesserit metabolism, we might run them dry. Not to mention whomever we drag along with us."

[mouthy_merc]

"Can we have a drinking game to go with the bowling, so we can draw things on people when they pass out?" Yes. Listen to Deadpool, Ghani.

Listen to him.

[atreideslioness]

"At your own risk," she answered. "If anyone comes after you, I'm not helping you hide."

She was listening! Sometimes Ghani was very very much an easily amused twenty-something girl, who liked getting other people in trouble.

[mouthy_merc]

"Then I think we have a plan." An evil plan of evil.

[atreideslioness]

"The start of a plan," she corrected. "Since you won't be able to draw on my face, we'll need other people."

[mouthy_merc]

"Hmmm." Well, that was a real head scratcher.

...he needed to get away from the kids shows.

"How about we advertise on the radio?"