Deadpool took the afternoon to go check on his lil' teaching buddy after all the crazy.
"No one here is French!"
...and to glee of the lack of Frenchness.
"No one here is French!"
...and to glee of the lack of Frenchness.
That would only earn him a firm smack on the bottom!
Deadpool bounced just a little at that. "You... just keep being all British. The anti-French."
Deadpool bounced just a little at that. "You... just keep being all British. The anti-French."
"It was surprisingly good, actually," Deadpool replied. "Lots of wine, yummy food, hookers everywhere..."
It really really was.
"Next time I'm thrown into the past, I demand to at least be in America."
"Next time I'm thrown into the past, I demand to at least be in America."
"Oh, like that would stop me from getting drunk!" It would be more the amount of alcohol that would prevent that, really.
"My liver never did anything good for anyone!"
"Communist Russia?" Deadpool suggested, a bit too cheerfully.
Deadpool couldn't help the snickering over that. "Darn tootin', Jimmy!"
"Do they miss the lack of questioning? I miss that." A beat. "Though, really, we have more Nazis that Communists back home."
Ohhh. "Can't they get sent to the Middle East then?"
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