i'm a loser{open}

[Peter Bishop]

and i'm not what i appear to be

Chase shivered in her jacket as she walked down the snowy streets of Gotham. She couldn't stay cooped up in her apartment or she would probably be diagnosed with a case of going insane from boredom. So, what else was she supposed to do? Certainly not hang around the stupid high school she worked at. The last thing she wanted to do was see those annoying students making fools of themselves. It would completely ruin her Saturday, which pretty much was all ready ruined. The streets and sidewalks of Gotham were covered with a white blanket of snow.

It wasn't that she hated snow, it was just that it always ruined her plans. Half the time she didn't have any plans, but the one time when she had to go get a haircut, it snows. Chase trudged her way through what she thought was the sidewalk, until she made it to the hair cuttery. It looked deserted, dead, and closed. "Damn," she whispered to herself and kicked the door to the hair cuttery. Chase looked around, she didn't know what to do next. "Guess I'll go home," she groaned, and started walking back to where she had came.

[adamwhite]

"Guess I'll go home,"

"BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM" Deadpool shouted as he jumped backwards from an alleyway, opening fire on a gang who he'd just busted a drug deal on, bullets were hitting the muscular man in the red and black jumpsuit left right and center, not stopping him in the slightest. A gang member appeared on the rooftop with a shotgun, fired at Deadpool, the force of the shell exploding knocking deadpool to the floor, "Oooohhh, its tingly all over" Deadpool said, rolling side to side in the blood covered snow. Deadpool started laughing, getting onto his hands and knees he began running back at the alley.

Dropping his favourite guns 'the twins' into their holsters he pulled out his favourite samurai swords 'the shiny twins' and jumped at the gang of thugs, cutting two of them in half with in seconds, he kicked a third in the face before decapitating him and chopping him clean off at the legs before jumping up a fire escape to the thug on the roof, "Shotguns arent pretty, they go BOOM really loudly, and you know what, I used to have really bad hearing problems, and you know why? becasue a Shotgun went off to close to my face during my training, now - mister gangster, please dont make me kill you" Deadpool said puling a face beneath his mask, his swords clenched in his fists which were placed judgingly in his hand.

The gang member lightened up grip on The shotgun before dropping it on the thin layer of snow on the roof, "You Sir, Fail Sir, Three Bags Full Sir" Deadpool giggled to himself quickly before charging at the Gangster, the Gangster went to pick up the shotgun, but wasn't a match for the black and red jumpsuit's speed, Deadpool tackled the man - off the roof, "Surprise Abortion!" Deadpool shouted as they flew off the roof, "Oh Shit, Your A Dude, Get away from me!" Deadpool shouted kicking him off him midflight, causing the gang member to land head first on the pavement, Deadpool landed in pretty much the same way.

Deadpool stuck his hands out inchest before the ground, one of his bones splintering out through his elbow, his body toppling to the ground, "Oouuuch, that one stung, you know, like when you sit on a thumb tack" Deadpool growled cracking his bone back under his skin, the skin healing up rapidly, bullets beginning to fall from Deadpool's flesh, he stood up as his body healed and looked around spotting the pretty girl, he smirked beneath the mask and simply said, "Hey, Gotta Boyfriend?"

[Peter Bishop]

Before Chase could actually turn and leave to go home, all of a sudden gunshots filled the air. Not knowing what to do, she ducked down behind a huge mound of snow and peeked over the top of it. She could hear almost everything that was going on, but she saw nothing. There was a lot of screaming, and more gunshots...and more screaming...and more gunshots. Then there was a couple of moments of silence before the same thing started up again. Chase stood up from behind the mound of snow and tried to pin point where it was all coming from.

The people who were either trying to find out where this assault was happening, or running scared. She walked a little bit further down the street, it sounded as if the noises were getting louder. Just then she saw a man or maybe two, flying off of the building behind her. Both of them looked as if they had landed on their heads, but one of them wasn't moving. She looked at the other one who had said something about it hurting like 'when you sit on a thumb tack.' He didn't sound very profesionally, but he was all dressed up in some funny costume.

But this was Gotham City, right? Ever since the Batman showed up, it seemed the population of weirdos and criminals had spiraled out of control. Chase examined the man in the mask, until he looked right at her. "Hey, Gotta Boyfriend?" Chase rolled her eyes. "You just fell from a really tall building...and you ask me if I have a boyfriend?" She just looked at him for a few moments, some of his bones were splintering out of his body. It looked painful. She shifted her weight a little bit and sighed.

"And to answer your question, no I do not. But I'm not interested in people who run around fighting bad guys in colorful costumes." Chase smirked slightly to herself and crossed her arms.

[adamwhite]

"Hey, Dont make me sound like a bad guy in all this" Deadpool defended, pushing more bones back into his skin, "And isn't colourful a spectrum? Im only one colour - red, black and white are shades" Deadpool explained using his... varied knowledge. Deadpool smiled underneath his suit, Deadpool walked round, pushing the last of the broken bones in, "Hang On, I RECOGNISE YOU!" Deadpool gasped, beginnign to back away, until he hit a bin, he turned round, kicking it to the floor, plastic and chunks of cardboard coating the street. He turned back to the woman, realising he still had his swords out he put them back in their holders, "Night night Shiny Twins" he smiled stroking them, "You teach english at South High, I think I might be in your class - Im Wade" Deadpool smiled.

"And If you still think bright red and a few shades are too colourful, you dont necessarily have to see me in in my jumpsuit, if you catch my meaning" Deadpool leans in closer to the teacher, "it means he wants to have sex with you - oh you had to tell her - i'll tell her what ever the fuck I like - dont make me kill you - oh and kill yourself - clever" Deadpool talked at himself, not really realising that the teacher could hear all this, and that he was speaking out loud, Deadpool unzipped the back of the mask, pulling it down revealing a handsome young Wade Wilson, His hair ruffled and slightly sticking up, a rough goatee beginning to grow around his chin and mouth.

"Do you recognise me now? from Class, or Detention? or Both" Wade laughed, "Or all three, whats the third you ask, well, tehre was a barn, there was a turtle, the turtle was in the barn, is that your final answer, well sir, I dont care" Wade looked off into the distant, confused at what had just happened, "Anyway, Walk and Talk" Wade said pulling his mask back up, just in case anyone saw him, he could trust her, she was a teacher after all, if you can trust a teacher who can you trust, and if any of Deadpool's former employers spotted him without his mask South High would probably be under attack.

[Peter Bishop]

Chase winced as she watched the guy push the bones back into his body. Ew, gross.. She made a disgusted face, he was really weird. "Okay fine, I don't like guys who run around in super tight outfits and beat up bad guys. Happy?" Chase answered smartly. She just stared at him when he said he recognized her, she couldn't say the same because, well, he was wearing a mask. Chase watched him almost trip over a bin, with two swords in his hands. As he out away his swords, he spoke to them. "Wow. Thats a little...odd." She said, and gave him yet another weird look.

"And If you still think bright red and a few shades are too colourful, you dont necessarily have to see me in in my jumpsuit, if you catch my meaning" Chase felt her cheeks burn up a little bit, it was gross what he was implying, but she never had a complete stranger suggest..that. And then he started talking to himself, and thats where it got even more weird. "Yeah, I'm not that desperate to have sex with some guy off the street," Chase answered, even though she was somewhat desperate, but too arrogant to admit it.

Chase watched him pull of his mask and her eyes widened. She knew who he was, and he was cute. Double jeopardy. "You?! Oh my god, really?" Yep, she had recognized him, he was in her class. Then she thought about what he had said earlier, and was grossed out again. He wasn't even an adult, he was only a student and ever teacher knows that relations with students is a terrible thing. "Wow, Wade, so this is what you do with your spare time?" She asked him, and watched him put his mask on. "Anyway, Walk and Talk" Chase shrugged, "fine, whatever."

[adamwhite]

"No I am not happy about that not in the slightest, I am upset that you dont hate hot super-healing superheroes, and at the fact that the other day, a vampire ate my cat, just grabbed it, one bite, NOM!"

Deadpool grumbled immitating someone taking the bite out of some kind of delicious edible material. Deadpool then rubbed his tummy in circles a couple of times "Well its not suprised, the cat was ginger, and ginger-bread men taste lovely, but not a cat no... they're dirty, vampires are silly sausages"

"Yeah, I'm not that desperate to have sex with some guy off the street," "Are you insinuating that someone would have to be desperate to want to have sex with me? that isn't very polite, I may have to ring my vampire, to come and eat your cat, as long as it isnt a black cat, my vampire is majorly suspicous, wont come under ladders, wont go into churches, drink holy water, wear silver, all these silly superstitions" Deadpool shook his head lightly as they walked through Gotham streets, police had begun pouring past them, sending worried but knowing looks at the mercenary, they knew him well and his 'work' with the gangs and that they didnt have the guts to do what he did, and he did what the cops wish they could.

"You?! Oh my god, really?" Deadpool span round at that comment, "Why who else is here?" Deadpool looked slightly confused, still glancing around calmly, Utterly confused by the entire subject, "No seriously, who? I wanna meet this Really, He sounds nice, or is it a girl, oh crap, its a girl isn't it, oh god, now I'm embarassed, this is just like when I asked that Blue Cat woman if she was half smurf, she slapped me so hard, it didnt necessarily hurt, but it was the fact that blue touched me, and blue just isn't nice to touch" Deadpool remenised happily,

"Wow, Wade, so this is what you do with your spare time?" Deadpool nodded happily walking around infront of the teacher beginning to walk backwards, "Can you not call me Wade in public please? most people call me deadpool, Merc with a mouth, you get me? and yes this is what I do in my spare time, well the spare time which the bastard school hasn't taken up with Detentions and Cleaning jobs which are just add-ons to my detentions because I keep on duct-taping things everywhere"
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[Peter Bishop]

Chase twitched slightly when he talked about a vampire eating his cat. It could havebeen possible, South High School does have some weird people residing there, but it came out of Wade Wilson's mouth. And anything that comes out of Wade Wilson's mouth is not truth. Its extremely far from the truth, actually. Chase was barely paying attention so she just nodded, said "yup" a couple of times, and looked out to see if she knew anyone. This would be the most embarrassing thing ever. But it was something to do.

She was snapped out of her 'search' when he was started talking a bout sex again. "Think what you want," Chase rolled her eyes for almost the millionth time. Oh, and I'm allergic to cats." She gave him a 'ha-ha' look and went back to looking around the streets of Gotham. Yeah, they were attracting some attention, but most people were more focused on getting out of the cold.

Chase gave Wade another 'are-you-insane-look'. "I was talking about you, dumbass." She stared up at the sky and asked shook her head. Why did I even agree to talk with him? Chase thought to herself. "I don't care about you getting slapped by some blue girl." She added, after staring up at the sky for a few more moments.

"Sorry, Deadpool," She answered sarcastically, and stuck her hand in her pocket to get her phone. Chase hadn't checked it in a while so maybe someone called or texted her while she was talking to Wade, oh, excuse me, Deadpool. She turned it on and sighed, of course not. Chase wasn't the most popular person in the world, but she didn't think of herself as a complete loser. Oh well..

There was nothing else to do but listen to Deadpool run his mouth about his detentions. "Your the one that ducktaped that room? Man, that teacher was pissed. I don't know him, but he went on a mad rant at one of our staff meetings," Chase said, thoughtfully. She remembered her thinking that she thought the teacher was going to explode because of how loud and red he had gotten while yelling.