[There's that very still moment when nothing happens before the choking sound and the gag reflex making he spit out the bite she'd taken, complete with blood from the blood-fondant center]
Because we are terrible people to a poor cursed Anna!
Oh, cupcakes, eh? Well. I suppose if they aren't too saccharinely sweet, they could be a good accompaniment to my tea.... :: And Tommy-boy accepts one from Mister What-Fourth-Wall ::
(( ooc: btw, absolutely LOVE that username for Deadpool. lmao! ))
Well, yeah. YOU are going to give them to him so you can make up with him! If you wanna stay alive, you need friends. And you are SO BAD at keeping friends. But cupcakes make everything better!
The fuck I am! All he does is criticize me. He'd rather I die like lame human than figure out how to be immortal again! [He's probably heard her rant about this, but you know how she is when she's upset. She will get some papertowels to clean up the cupcake mess though]
And anyway. He wouldn't want your cupcakes. He's a blood-snob and only drinks from like, one guy. Don't waste your blood on him. He wouldn't appreciate it.
Well, most of the ways to immortality ARE pretty fucked up. I mean look at me. We could slap my healing factor in you, but then you'd look like a Lady Deadpool. And most OTHER ways are all undead and gross. Trust me, I want you to stick around forever and ever, but not if you go all evilface and turn me into your willing sex slave that will do anything for you forever and ever.
...Okay actually that last bit doesn't sound so bad.
Actually, I found his guy and bled him for these cupcakes! Is it god-moding to say that, or will it result in happy funtimes drama?
Cupcakes are for fun and tasty pleasure!!! I wouldn't judge if you had some kinda weird sexual robotic arms cupcake fetish thing. Whatever gets your rocks off, man. I have personally only tried rubbing a cupcake on my crotch six times, and it wasn't so much for me, but to each their own!
I know all that. That's why I'm trying to figure out a way that isn't undead or gross or otherwise horrible! That just makes me selfish and greedy though.
You're already my willing sex slave, Wade. Unless you're tapping that other girl now? Which, you know. Go for it, if thats what makes you happy. I'm not and wont ever be anyone's second choice though, so let me know if that's the case.
Yeah... I dunno... that might be crossing the line. You should probably ask him. It doesn't change the fact that he's still a jerk though and he doesn't deserve cupcakes. He called me selfish and a drama queen. Like I WANT all the shitty things that happen to happen. And he's totally on Cait's side and doesn't believe she's evil.
[How anyone could possibly doubt Doc Ock knows what to do with a cupcake is beyond him, but at least this is a break from the fat jokes?]
Not these cupcakes, though? [He assumes they'd be crumbling apart if that were the case. He still pauses with it halfway to his mouth, in case the answer is yes.]
Nah. You're not selfish or greedy. You want to be with me forever and not die on me! It's all selfLESS, right? And I'm not tapping any other girls!! [holds her shoulders] You have a piece of my soul inside you. And I have a piece of yours. Don't you think that'd give you some kind of heads up if you were anything less than my first choice?
I'll have to check in with him then. But he DOES. You can't just get mad and throw people away! People get mad all the time, but they get over it. You've gotta let bygones be bygones. He's wrong about Cait though. She's not evil, yeah. But she's not good, I don't think.
Well. Maybe it is selfish and greedy. But why can't I have that one thing? I've dealt with so much crap, I deserve one good thing!
I'd have to take my soul back if I were ever second choice, and then it'd be off to the writer's room because relationship drama and love triangles are so lame.
Fine. FINE. I'll forgive him if he apologizes. But he doesn't get cupcakes until he does.
Eh? What are Pym particles...? :: He's about to find out, no doubt, even though he did find the cupcake too saccharine, and spit (most of) the bite he took out into a serviette, washing down what remained in his mouth with a gulp of good, hot tea.
And then, suddenly, he notices that he seems to have-- shrunk a few inches, at least! :: Eh whot? Wasn't I as tall as you a moment ago...? :: He was, in fact, at least according to Marvel's website on Deadpool-- but now, he's at least 3 inches shorter than him, as well as probably 5 or 6 stone lighter, as opposed to the mere 4 stone he was outweighed before by this maniac! ::
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