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Punching People and Not Breaking Your Hand: Fighting 101 - Period 5 - [05/12]

There were new students today. New students to teach and quite possibly be scarred for life by with their horrible and tragic pasts and or magical powers that made little to no sense when you really though hard about it.

...

Okay, so maybe he was thinking about some of his own past there.

"Damn continuity errors." Deadpool shook his head, grinning at the class. "Gooood morning new and oldbies! Welcome to the best darn fighting class you'll ever be in."

A beat.

"Ever. Today I'd like to start out with just the normal getting to know you junk. Names, ages, hopes and dreams, potentially fatal food allergies, fighting experience, favorite colors... all that fun stuff!"

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*"AAAAAGGGHHHHHH!" Bob yelled. The pressure was too much for Him.

"Cut one head and another two shall take its place!" Bob again said a bit too loudly.

"Nevermind that, reflex." Bob continued rapidly due to his extreme nervousness.

"Yeah....Same guy... geno-o-o-o...metric Morphing machichi-chi-ne got me this way tho-u-u-u-ugh...." Bob said while stuttering. Nervous breakdown was coming up, Deadpool had talked to him.

...

Deadpool just kinda stared for a moment.

"Are you having a nervous breakdown? Because I don't think they'll be happy if I broke a student." A beat. "Even one from HYDRA."

Bob was speechless, so he just stared back.

Out of nowhere, the sound of Deadpool's voice not trying to do anything harmful to him recomforted him... and a lot. Strange feeling indeed, but all the uneasiness was gone, for now at least.

"Nah, I'm fine Wade, I think..." Bob replied with a much more calmed voice.

"Yeah, I'm the blogger, but given some events, HYDRA shut down my URL and it's been a while since. Haven't even emailed my cousin."

"Aww, Weaz loves that blog." A beat. "Wait, what did you call me?"

"Wade, I think" Bob stated. "Why?"

Bob was confused.

"...why are we calling me Wade?" Deadpool asked, narrowing his eyes at the kid. "Me Deadpool. Deeeeaaaadpool."

Bob shrugged.

"Okay Waa... Deadpool!" He replied. He was really confused as to why 'pool didn't want him to adress him that way, but he knew deadpool, so he prefered to let it go.

Ok he couldn't: "Why not Wade?" He asked back.

"Because you--" He pointed at Bob. "Are a student. And students call me Deadpool. Or Mr. Wilson but that just makes me think I should yell at small blond kids in overalls to stay off my lawn."

"I was going to show you some pics of outlaw and Sandi, but sure D-e-a-d-p-o-o-l, I'll keep them to myself. I would have shown them to Wade though." Bob grinned.

Bob couldn't believe what he was saying, he was trying to bribe the sociopath known as Wade Wilson. He was in ectasy.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Deadpool eyes the kid more. "Why do you have pictures of Sandi and Outlaw? Did Hayden send you? Tell him I'mma kick his ass."

"Because I live in the agency X building, that's why. Also because I beat them at strip poker and took some photos really, really fast." Bob said.

"Alex??? He's morbidly obese, so he's more interested in eating his nachos than you, no offense."

"Nah, I came here because my wife was nagging I couldn't be a real man and stand up for myself, so I just got the brilliant idea to turn myself into a teenager once again, and re do everything I screw up in my life. Not going as planned though." Bob, with a confidence boost, continued.

There was some blinking at that.

"I really only understood about... half that exposition and the rest I just kinda zoned out on."

"I know. Poker?"

That sounded fun, actually...

"No! Student! Bad HYDRA agent, bad!"

"Are you sure?" Bob asked with a devious tone.

He reached for his boots, grabbed his deck of cards and slammed it on his desk.

"Your call." Bob was acting cool now. That was new.

Wonder what Weaz would say now... He thought.

Deadpool squinted, reaching for his roster to roll up and smack Bob on the head with.

"No! Bad! Bad, student!"

*Ouch* Bob didn't see it coming, because he was checking the chick in red all the while. Deadpool's hit felt like home in the strange place he was at. Just like the time he shot him. Hurt like hell though.

"Heeey! I only suggested it. That was totally uncalled for."

He just killed my momentum Bob mentally sobbed.

Another smack.

"Behave."

"Hail HYDRA!" Bob yelled the moment the second smack landed.

"You know, I'm going to get a real migraine if you keep doing that."

His head was starting to hurt. Although this felt more like home and home with every passing ~~minute~~ Strike.

And look at that, another smack!

Deadpool turned to move on to the next student. "I'm watching you."

That didn't sound....friendly.

But he was more busy with his new headache.

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