fandomtownies | Ching Tai, Tuesday Evening

Tex apparently did have the sense to not wear her armour on dates. She was however still sticking to the black theme, just in leather instead of layers of metal.

For all of two seconds she realised that she had no idea what Deadpool looked out without mask and then she spotted him sitting at a table, still very much wearing his suit.

"And I thought I was fanatical about my armour," she remarked as she slid into the seat opposite him.

(Black leather, nice.)

"What? This not proper date attire?" Wade asked, looking down at his outfit. "I think it looks dashing."

Tex smirked, but didn't comment. "I don't give a rat's ass about what's proper. I'm just wondering how you're going to get the food past the mask."

"Magic!" Wade said, waggling his fingers in the air in a way that cheerleaders would know as 'spirit fingers'.

"Uh huh," she said in a tone that very much suggested she didn't believe him for a second. "So I'm getting free food and a magic show?"

Wade nodded. "Like Benihana, where diner is the show. Except I won't be throw knives around or tossing shrimp tails on my head. That's just weird."

"Knives I could deal with," Tex decided seriously. "The shrimps are just messy."

That small happy noise? Deadpool.

"You're like, the perfect woman."

"It's good that someone finally recognises that," Tex decided, looking rather smug.

"Clearly you haven't been hanging out with the right mercs!"

"I don't usually work together with other freelancers," she replied. "They tend to get in my way and I don't like to share."

"A good policy," Wade said, picking up a menu. "More money in solo work anyway."

Tex nodded in agreement and picked up her own menu, wondering if she should risk the duck again. "So what kind of classes does a merc teach at that school?" she asked off handedly.

"Driver's Ed," Deadpool replied. "A subject I've always wanted to teach." He put down the menu. "Okay, that was a lie, sometimes I just want to stab some of my students. That paycheck really isn't worth it some days."

"I've seen some of the idiots that go to school there, I think I get it," Tex snorted. "So why bother?" She decided that ducks deserved to be eaten and put her menu to the side.

"I've had an interesting past few months, this is kinda like a vacation for me," Wade replied. "Plus almost nobody knows who Priscilla is here. A definite plus."

"You should watch yourself, this island has the tendency to trap you once you set foot on it," she warned and paused for a moment. "I won't ask."

Brooding was annoying, and meant to be done in the privacy of ones own living room while watching a marathon of America's Next Top Model. Man he missed Janice.

He nodded and smiled brightly. "So, what brings you to Fandom?"

"Let's just say that things got a little bit too hot where I'm from," she replied. "And then suddenly I was mayor of this dump."

"Wait, you're the mayor and the sheriff?"

"Eh," she shrugged. "I got rid of the mayor job. Caught myself a penlicker and put him on the job. Less paperwork for me, but I still get to run the show."

Deadpool nodded approvingly. "Nice." He raised his hand to flag the waitress down, then paused and gave Tex a look. "You're not planning on taking over a country after this, are you? Because I'm gonna have to say that's not something I want to be involved with again. Especially it involves an exploding power plant. Ow."

Tex raised an eyebrow. "No. I've money and I've got an army. I don't need the headache that comes with politics," she said with a look of disgust. "Interesting hobby, though."

"Okay, good. Good," Wade said absentmindedly. "So, how's the future? Flying cars and all that?"

"No, but it's got spaceships," she pursed her lips in thought and shook her head. "The future's as screwed up as this time is. If not more. We're just blowing up different planets too."

The waitress finally seemed to deem their table worthy of her attention and wandered over to take their order. Tex ordered the damn duck. And sake.

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