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fandomhigh2007-10-31 09:27 am
mouthy-merc.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomhigh2007-10-31 09:27 am
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Modern Feminism: From Susan B Anthony to Bea Arthur - Second Period - 10/31
When students entered the room today, they'd notice that he wasn't in his normal costume. No, today was Halloween and therefore meant a change!
A sexy change.
"Gooood morning kids! First and foremost, Happy Halloween!" He tossed a handful of candy at the kids. Because candy and Halloween went together like peas and carrots. "Today, we'll be talking about how Halloween is the one night of the year when women can dress like complete sluts and not get any criticism for it-"
There was a very sudden and very bright flash of light that momentarily lit up the area. In its place, it left a very tall man in a leather jacket with his left hand stuffed conspicuously down his pocket. "Wade, it's not that I'm complaining, but--" And then he stopped. Whatever he was going to say was lost forever. Instead, he closed his mouth briefly, then asked, vaguely baffled, "...Does my sister know you still have her uniform?"
Deadpool shuffled from one foot to the other. "It was a wedding present from Emma! Also? My legs look FABULOUS."
"Emma gave you Rachel's uniform?" Another pause as Cable struggled and then succeeded at regaining his poise. "...Never mind. I won't ask."
"Between you and me," Deadpool glanced around to make sure no one else was listening. But didn't lower his voice. At all. In fact, he may have raised it so the students could hear. "I think she has a thing for me."
"She doesn't." Was there ever a more iron certainty than that? Not as far as Cable's tone of voice suggested. He fought the urge to cross his arms. "I'd ask you to return it, but somehow I don't think Rachel would appreciate it."
Deadpool paused, cocking his head to the side. "Isn't she in space with that alien Wolverine?"
"He's not Wolverine." Cable barely paused himself before continuing, "I take it I can't convince you to burn that."
"I love this costume!" Deadpool replied with a gasp of horror.
Cable was the picture of not facepalming. "Of course." He opened his mouth to say something again, closed it, refrained from opening or closing it again, shot Deadpool a look of pure resignation, turned around, and walked out of the classroom.
Deadpool waved cheerfully as he left. And turned back to the kiddies.
"Well, that was an excellent example of costumes being okay for this one magical day of the year, don't you think?"
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A sexy change.
"Gooood morning kids! First and foremost, Happy Halloween!" He tossed a handful of candy at the kids. Because candy and Halloween went together like peas and carrots. "Today, we'll be talking about how Halloween is the one night of the year when women can dress like complete sluts and not get any criticism for it-"
There was a very sudden and very bright flash of light that momentarily lit up the area. In its place, it left a very tall man in a leather jacket with his left hand stuffed conspicuously down his pocket. "Wade, it's not that I'm complaining, but--" And then he stopped. Whatever he was going to say was lost forever. Instead, he closed his mouth briefly, then asked, vaguely baffled, "...Does my sister know you still have her uniform?"
Deadpool shuffled from one foot to the other. "It was a wedding present from Emma! Also? My legs look FABULOUS."
"Emma gave you Rachel's uniform?" Another pause as Cable struggled and then succeeded at regaining his poise. "...Never mind. I won't ask."
"Between you and me," Deadpool glanced around to make sure no one else was listening. But didn't lower his voice. At all. In fact, he may have raised it so the students could hear. "I think she has a thing for me."
"She doesn't." Was there ever a more iron certainty than that? Not as far as Cable's tone of voice suggested. He fought the urge to cross his arms. "I'd ask you to return it, but somehow I don't think Rachel would appreciate it."
Deadpool paused, cocking his head to the side. "Isn't she in space with that alien Wolverine?"
"He's not Wolverine." Cable barely paused himself before continuing, "I take it I can't convince you to burn that."
"I love this costume!" Deadpool replied with a gasp of horror.
Cable was the picture of not facepalming. "Of course." He opened his mouth to say something again, closed it, refrained from opening or closing it again, shot Deadpool a look of pure resignation, turned around, and walked out of the classroom.
Deadpool waved cheerfully as he left. And turned back to the kiddies.
"Well, that was an excellent example of costumes being okay for this one magical day of the year, don't you think?"
[[Played with the wonderful
spring_lost, who enables my crack addiction.
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