The Park, Monday Evening

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Ice cream had taken on a meaning of upset minions, but hopefully ice cream now had nothing to do with bad things.

Deadpool plopped down on a bench, licking a bit of Gold Medal Ribbon off his fingers. Damn thing melted too fast. "So! Dinosaurs, huh?"

[[ooc: Open as parks are, thread with Aly locked to them please!]]

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[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"I wish I'd taken pictures now," Aly said, licking her chocolate cone. "Wasn't much thinking of it at the time."

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"We have them back home, you know," Deadpool said, trying to sound very worldly and cool. "In Antarctica for some reason."

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"...you took me on a roadtrip to Vegas instead of to see dinosaurs?" Aly asked, shocked. She reached over to thwap him. "What were you thinking?"

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Deadpool ducked, not quite avoiding the hit. "Hey! It's the damn Savage Land! No one wants to go there! Except the Summerseseses-s." He frowned. "You know what I mean."

"Plus Vegas had those great cocktails!"

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"Yes, but...fighting dinosaurs!" Aly said. "Much better than cocktails with umbrellas!"

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"Not all it's cracked up to be, believe you me," Deadpool replied sagely.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She made a face, rubbing at her shoulder. "Tell me about it."

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He frowned. "You okay?"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"A raptor thought I would be a good chew toy," Aly said. "Strangely, it's not nearly as cute - even more annoying that when Ow does it."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Wow, that's pretty damn annoying." He had the teeth marks on his shoe to show for it. "How are you and the kids getting along?"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly eyed him. "I'm so not forgiving you for them."

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Deadpool grinned back unabashed. "You love 'em, don't lie!"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"They're annoying little buggers and I'd get rid of them if I could find them a new home," she totally lied.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Uh-huh. I'm sure no one on the island wants kittens. Especially not the students."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Nope, not a one of them," Aly said. "So I guess I have to keep them." She licked chocolate drips off her fingers. "But really I'm ust going to spoil them and give them back to you."

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Deadpool snickered and bit into the cone now that the ice cream was gone enough to do so. "Ooo! Fiendish! And cleverly thought out like the plot of a McGee film."

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"And not nearly revenge enough for the ballpit," Aly smirked. "I still win."

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"You mean all the toys I left didn't top the ball pit?" Deadpool asked, looking hurt. He put work into that, dagnabit.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"...the toys were pretty cool," Aly admitted.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Especially the cat apartment!" He added. "Face it, I will always out prank you."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Please!" Aly said, laughing. "You're joking right? My pranks have always outdone yours. Every single one. The party, the notes, the wedding."

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"Nuh-" Deadpool paused mid-retort, brow furrowing in confusion. "Notes?" He asked, voice going a bit funny as things started to click.

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She glanced up at him, eating the last bits of her ice cream cone. "You knew about that."

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"No, I'm pretty sure I didn't know that," He said, eerily calm. This really wasn't happy fun ice cream time now.

Ice cream? Forever associated with badness.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly blinked, thinking that for sure he had mentioned something before. "Oh." She glanced over at him, reaching out to touch his arm. "Yeah, you so totally get a free prank."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Prank?" The ice cream cone was casually dropped to the ground and then replaced by a knife in short order. "I wasn't trusting my own memories because of that. I thought I told Arashi I had feelings for him because of that."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly's hand reached to grab her own knife of its own accord. "It was the truth," she pointed out.

Smart Aly. Very smart.

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Not giving away any tell as to his next movements, Deadpool surged forward to grab her by the throat. "No it wasn't," He hissed through clenched teeth.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She gasped, startled but the movement but not startled enough not to automatically pull the knife and send it flying into his chest. "Let me go, Wade," she snapped.

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He squeezed her throat tightly, not quite at the point of cutting off air, but just enough to let her know he could. "Did he know?"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Trying to think through scenarios quickly, Aly acknowledged that physically she couldn't even hope to match Wade. She dropped her hands, palms up. "When have I ever brought Arashi into my pranks? Of course he didn't know," she said calmly.

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Wade shoved her back against a nearby tree. "How can I trust that, Aly? I don't like being manipulated, that's why I put a bullet in Nate's head."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Oh hey, so very many kinds of not good.

"I'm not manipulating you," Aly said quietly, trying not to wince and starting to unconsciously reach for another knife even though really, it wasn't going to do any good. "It was my prank. I'm sorry."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Reaching for a weapon now probably wasn't the best idea, even if it was an unconscious response. A flick of his wrist with his free hand and Deadpool had a thin stiletto ready for action and a hairsbreadth from Aly's eye. "Arashi didn't know?"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"He didn't know," Aly said softly, making an effort to still her hands and trying not play through the scenarios that would result in Deadpool deciding to carry out that particular threat. "I swear to you." She was proud of herself for keeping her voice steady.

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He kept the knife there for a moment longer, idly wondering just what it would take to finish this little bit of unpleasantness. With a small frown the knife disappeared and he dropped his hold on her throat, taking a step back. His fingers itched for a gun.

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She took a breath, staying still beyond that. "I'd assumed you knew," Aly said softly, not too sure if it was going to make much a difference.

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"How the hell was I supposed to know?" He snapped, knife reappearing the stab violently into the park bench. It was better than needing to leave town. "You tell me what you think is true when your own brain isn't on your side half the time."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"When my own brain..." she eyed him, holding onto her own temper because losing it was possibly the second worst scenario here. "Wasn't out to hurt you, Wade. You're one of the last people I'd want to hurt."

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Deadpool closed his eyes and took a deep breath before replying.

"People say that a lot, but it never really holds true, does it?"

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"No," she said, still watching him. "Because it's always said after someone gets hurt."

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He yanked the knife out of the bench, sheathing it in one quick motion. "Yeah. Fun times, huh?"

He looked away, avoiding her eyes.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Not particularly," she said quietly.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

If he felt like dealing with Nate today, he'd bodyslide out of there. But Nate wasn't really on his top list of fun people to hang out with. Especially since he still had that airplane of his.

Oops.

"I should go--" Yeah, he didn't know where and telling her would just get someone coming after him probably. "--just go away now," He said, turning away.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

It was probably stupid, but it had been the truth - for once with her - that she didn't want to hurt him.

And at this point, she was going to start having far too vivid memories of being told to 'fess up to it, spygirl.'

Aly took a breath and reached out to touch his arm. "Hey. Don't go too far?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

He moved quickly but not with any intent to hurt her. Yet. Touching wasn't the best idea right now. He needed to go stab something right now and it would be a shame to ruin his friendships over.

"Yeah."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She pulled her hand back to her with a nod. "Okay."

Not coming near him, she walked over to reclaim her knife, wiping it off and sheathing it again.