The Causeway, Saturday Evening

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Cable was not amused.

In fact, the past week had been a spectacular waste of time.

And yet none of that seemed to matter; Rikku's voicemail had been far more important. Or rather, what was attached to it. So Cable discarded his annoyance as best as he could (which is to say he was still annoyed, but that wasn't the point) and by the time he stalked up the Causeway towards the island, it had all melted down into sheer purpose.

"Home sweet home," he said, wryly, and crossed over into Fandom.

[ for any and all who might wish to establish returning from universe 616 right now, or open for your causeway needs otherwise ]

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[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"So, I think that ended well." Deadpool said, looking around the causeway idly.

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"You need a better deal on your phone," Nate muttered.

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The look back at him going sharp for a moment, Wade shrugged carried on as if that hadn't happened at all. "Shouldn't you be picking someone up now?"

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"I'm already on it," Nate said. Rikku. He'd have to contact her, and then make sure she deliver the baby as soon as possible; everything depended on it. "Snag some diapers...?"

He still wasn't very good at this whole 'raising a baby' thing.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool just stared. "I'm sorry, did I grow boobs in the time we've been sleeping together? Because maternal, I am not."

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"I'm not asking you to change any diapers."

You know. Yet. "But a visit to Turtle & Canary might be helpful."

Although he didn't doubt Rikku hadn't packed light.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Yet? Sure as hell better be never.

Wade did not sign up for that crap! "For your kid."

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"Well," Nate said, pausing to glance aside once, "Yes."

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Wade narrowed his eyes. "Nuh-uh. You're not pulling me into this."

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And the glance became a longer one. "It's your call," he said, evenly.

He could get diapers.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"...fine. But you're paying me back." Or something! YEAH!