After having a very busy day yesterday with being pretty--oh so pretty--Deadpool had been very glad to flop over and sleep. In someone else's bed ( Read more... )

Deadpool was in his office, being... Vice Principaly. Or something.

He still wasn't entirely sure what that meant other than plotting to take over the island for some nefarious purpose. So he was reading horrible RPS again.

It was starting to be a habit here, people.

[[Warning: super SP until done with work!]]

There was a partizzle in this nizzle ( Read more... )

After some bad TV--Oh, how Deadpool did love that mid-season replacement show with the space cowboy--he made good on his promise to come to Nate's.

Kinda.

He was mostly just glaring at the door to the apartment as if that would be telling him just what to do now. So far, it was a crappy conversationalist.

"I knew I shoulda stuck with a plant."

After getting back into town long enough for sleep and sobering up, Deadpool found himself dragged right back out again. To 'talk' to people with Nate ( Read more... )

Deadpool had a mission. A mission that didn't involve black suits, fedoras and sunglasses, nor blues.

...maybe next time.

He was on a mission to get some damn sex. So there he was, waiting around in Nate's bed--grenade free and weapons all carefully put away--and getting bored. Where the hell was a know it all mutant messiah when you need them?

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Now that he'd taken enough showers to wash away the emo from the weekend, Deadpool was ready to get back into the swing of things. With TV.

Ah, the life giving all mother that was TV.

"Hey, maybe you should get an HD TV so we can watch people look like they're actually in the room!"

[[For that guy]]

When Deadpool woke up this morning, he was greeted to Tether's expectant look for food. Which was... new. But not too strange ( Read more... )

There was a lot of snow and now power. Deadpool was so not about to go out in that. So what he did do was go for a nice bodyslide on over.

No work and hopefully Nate would have food that wasn't made from goat milk.

Or eggs.

"Luuuucy, I'm hoo~ooome!"

Upon waking up in Nate's bed, Deadpool realized two very important things.

One was that they hadn't actually gotten to the pizzas last night and he was freaking starving here. Sure the sex was nice and all, but food ( Read more... )