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Faculty Party, The Danger Shop, Thursday afternoon through evening

Invitations had ~~handwavily~~ gone out to all Fandom High faculty:
Party on a cruise ship in the comfort of our own shop!
Thursday, May 3!
The Danger Shop!
Faculty Party!

When the faculty members stepped into the Danger Shop, they saw that it did indeed look like the deck of a cruise ship on a nice, sunny day. There was a snazzy buffet, shuffleboard, deck chairs, a string quartet, and much, much more.

And an open bar.

Above the door leading out of the shop was a banner:

But enough of that. Now it was time to boogie.

[OOC: Post is open all day, huzzah! NPCs are completely free to mod. And, um, sorry about the egregious punnery inside the OCD. This is pretty bad even for me.

ETA: Also, if there are any terrible typos or other general errors anywhere, I wrote this at 3:00 AM. You're lucky I strung three words together, let alone a series of painful puns.]

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"I'm not being crazy," Fraser replied. "Beer and pizza and sex and other people? Honestly, Professor, wouldn't that just be crowed and messy? Tomato sauce in places where tomato sauce should never be!"

"Oh, you're only saying that because you've never been to an orgy with pizza involved."

Had Deadpool? Best not to ask, really.

"Now I want pizza."

"I'd prefer to keep pizza out of my pants," Fraser said without really thinking.

"Why would you still be wearing pants at an orgy?"

Fraser spluttered. "I wouldn't be at an orgy! I've never been at an orgy!"

Wade patted him on the shoulder. "It's okay. I won't tell anyone that you're an orgy virgin."

"And I suppose you'd teach me if I asked?" Bad bad BAD BAD BAD choice of words.

Very bad.

Deadpool was about to say 'Hell no!' but stopped because there was a hat involved. "As long as I get to wear the hat and there are women involved, sure."

"Charts might actually be bett-" He cut himself off as quickly as he could. "What's so special about my hat that you want to wear it? You're not wearing it to make big gay sex with me. It would just fall off."

"So you want big gay sex without the hat then?" He shook his head. "What Canadian child didn't want to wear one of those hats growing up?"

"Not with you," Fraser said. "No sex. You can't be with me despite your love of maple syrup and beer and pizza and models and my hat. My hat is mine. It stays with me. Only special people get to see my hat."

Deadpool narrowed his eyes. He'd get that hat sometime, damn it.

"Hat!" And with that, he lunged for the aforementioned clothing article.

Fraser ducked and tried to barrel into Deadpool's knees to take him off balance. "Not your hat, maple syrup boy!"

Oh, it was ON now. "It will be soon you overly polite parade guard!" Deadpool shouted, grabbing onto Fraser to keep his balance.

"In your dreams," Fraser retorted, moving to stomp on Deadpool's foot with his boot. "Get your own hat!"

"Ow!" Wade smacked him on the shoulder. "That wasn't very polite!"

"Neither was trying to take a man's hat," he said, flicking at Wade's face with his fingers. "If we had UST, maybe you'd get to wear my hat!"

Wade flailed at that. Was that all he needed to do?

"No problem!" He leaned forward and kissed him in a manner reminiscent of Bugs Bunny. Then snatched the hat away.

"Did you just kiss me?" Fraser asked, dazed and hat-less.

Wade put the hat on and posed a little. He felt very official. Now he just needed a horse.

"That would be a yes. Unless they do things differently where you're from. Should I have done that weird nose nuzzling thing? Would that have caused more UST? Because I can."

"No nuzzling," Fraser said. "What did you have for breakfast? Did you brush your teeth?"

"Hey!" Wade replied, outraged over the lack of faith in his personal hygiene skills. "Just be glad I didn't add any tongue!"

"I am!" Fraser exclaimed. "Was doing that worth the reward?

Wade tipped his new hat at him. "Oh yeah. Totally worth it."

"That's the second hat I've gone through in as many months," Fraser said. "The RCMP is going to wonder what I'm doing with them when I request another new one. Telling them I got kissed by a man with a maple syrup fetish who then took my hat will get me laughed at."

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