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Detention! - The Danger Shop, Sunday Morning

Because the danger shop was available for teachers to use, Deadpool was gonna abuse that privilege aaaaall the time. Which would be why it was now made up to look like a daycare center from maybe a recent movie about toys. Maybe.

"You both know why you're here," Deadpool informed them. "So, get to work with the kids. And give me the carburetor back before I give Jan enough sugar to let her run a marathon."

[[For the people given detention. And some Jedi]]

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"Yaaaaay!"

Jan was very verbose about her opinion on... everything ever.

"...Hi?" it wasn't like he hadn't seen small children ever. St. Patrick's had plenty of younger lads in their charge. It just... wasn't usually his job to care for them.

"Hi hi!" Jan was... very enthusiastic about things sometimes, okay? "I like the hat."

"Yes, well. Thank you," Will said automatically, reaching up to touch said hat. "I'm not supposed to wear it inside, really," he shared in a conspiratorial tone. "But there wasn't any place to hang it."

Oh sure, tell a small child that. "Can I hold? Can I?"

That hat was going to end up covered in glitter and paint and peanut butter somehow.

...At least he had a spare hat now, thanks to Ariel?

Although thanks to Ariel, Jenny was now out for his blood, so maybe that wasn't the best thing.

"Sure." William didn't have very much practice at saying 'no', clearly.

Hands raised up to grab at the hat, Jan beamed like she was a perfect little angel.

Because that was likely being raised by Cable and Deadpool.

Unfortunately for Will, he was just going to have to take that smile at face value, since he didn't know Cable or Deadpool all that well. Or at all, in Cable's case. "What's your name, Miss?" he asked, taking off the hat and handing it to her. Maybe it wouldn't come to any harm?

...Hah.

Squealing in ~~evil~~ delight, Jan placed the hat on her head and pulled down until her eyes and nose were covered. "Janice Summers. Who--who are you?"

"William Murdoch," he introduced himself. "A very fetching look," he complemented.

"What's fetching?" she asked, yanking down one last time before being satisfied that she was the prettiest belle at the ball.

"It's, ah. Another word for... nice," he offered.

"I thought dogs fetched," Jan said, wandering over to where there was finger paint. For science.

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"Hi, there, little one!" Ariel almost immediately knelt down to the girl's level and smiled at her happily. "I love your hair, it's so pretty. Would you like a flower?"

"Hi," Jan replied, looking over her purloined hat at Ariel's pretty, pretty hair. "Yesplease."

"Awww, sure!" said Ariel. "I know just the perfect spot, too. It will look so striking in your new hat, don't you think? It looks great on you; very dignified."

"I'm William." When she wore the hat, you're damn right she is.

"Oh, my," Ariel giggled, trying not to die from the cuteness.

But at least she wouldn't die a ~~censored because there were children present~~.

"What an honor it is to meet you, William. My name is Ariel."

Somewhere, Cable was glaring. Glaring so much.

"I like your hair," Jan mumbled because there was a hat in her way. "Can I brush it?"

"Of course! Do I get to brush yours, too? I could put some flowers in it! And would you like to use a boring, silly brush or maybe a really amazing dinglehopper? Ooooh."

"...I'm not supposed to use weapons." Without daddy's permission and supervision.

"Oh, it's not a weapon. It's a fork."

Pause.

"Well, I guess that could be a weapon. But, I mean, so could a brush, right?"

Jan nodded quickly at that. "Daddy says--he says--" What did he say? "Stab 'em inna groin."

...

"Uh, no. No, you should probably never, ever do that. Ever."

...

"Okay, except in self defense. Then you should definitely stab them in the groin, yes. And then see if they have any shiny things to take."

"I like shiny things!" Jan replied cheerfully, waving tiny fists in the air.

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