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[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

Oh snap.

Deadpool.

Bar.

He's eating peanut butter out of the jar.

By dipping a candy bar into it and spooning it into his mouth.

Tasty!

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[b-ko-chan.livejournal.com]

*A shadow informs him:* You can go blind doing that.

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

"Only if I try to have sex with the jar. Wouldn't be the scariest thing I've slept with, either."

[b-ko-chan.livejournal.com]

What is the scariest thing you've slept with?

*B-ko dangles a pair of shadow socks, and pinches her nose.* I've slept with socks that hadn't been washed in three years. My feet were cold, and A-ko steals my blankets.

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

"You ever meet Typhoid Mary? Mary rhymes with Scary, and there's a reason for that."

[b-ko-chan.livejournal.com]

*The shadow is unimpressed.*

My socks had typhoid. And in Japanese, "socks" rhymes with "even scarier."

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

"Does not. Not even close."*

*translated from the Japanese. Ha ha ha. Bet you didn't know he knew THAT, did you?

[b-ko-chan.livejournal.com]

*unperturbed* I speak a secret dialect, from the hidden island of Kashirakashiragozonjikashira.

[give-us-candy.livejournal.com]

The Trio. In the Bar. With their slingshots. Shall we dance SpiderMan?

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

Deadpool is agog at the three weird kids.

AGOG, I say.

[give-us-candy.livejournal.com]

The small things advance. Stealth-like.
"

Well that brilliant plan worked. Now they're fighting. Fire, brimstone, bones flying, words being said, hair pulling, you know the drill.

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

Deadpool just watches. "Bar? Some popcorn, please?"

[give-us-candy.livejournal.com]

The three continue to roll around on top of each other, clawing, pulling, breaking each other. They come dangerously close to Deadpool's stool.

In fact, too close.
A crash at the Bar. Three small children in a pile, under the stool next to Deadpool's. The stool is splintered, with bits sticking out of either of the boys. The girl seems unharmed. She gets up, smoothes out her dress, and orders a bowl of spider eggs.

The little boys on the other hand, continue fighting. They are SO mad at each other, they wanted Deadpool's weapons so badly! They don't seem to care that it was the girl's fault that they did't get them to begin with and that she's now above them, happily munching on spider eggs.

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

Deadpool, to his credit, is watching and eating popcorn. "Jesus, you kids are demented. That's awesome."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

The cabbit-form cabbit hops past and gives the Man In Tights an ear-wave and a merry "Meow!"

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

Deadpool just STARES. What, is it his night to meet every weird freaking animal/monster/shadow person in the bar?

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

Ryo-chan beams at Deadpool. Since there's a mask in the way, she can't tell if he's friendly or not. So she'll assume he is!

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

He just kind of gawks at the... thing. "Uh... Hey, kitty."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

She beams at him again, then hops over to hug his ankle. "Meow! <3"

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

He isn't sure how one verbally SPEAKS a heart, but there it was. "Uh... Do you mind? Fur doesn't come out of spandex very easily."

[what-stench.livejournal.com]

*Just to prove deadpool right, Sir D wanders by.*

Good evening sir....

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

Now THIS one, he knows. He saw that movie, dude. "Sup, critter?"

[what-stench.livejournal.com]

*Sir D stops.*

I beg your pardon?

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

Oh, christ. "I said what up."

"Critter."

[what-stench.livejournal.com]

*D glares, then turns around and walks off. He doesn't need the cells again.*

[wadewilsonsdead.livejournal.com]

Deadpool shrugs. Was it something he said?