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Marvel High, Chapter Five [Apr. 26th, 2007|09:00 am]
Cable x Deadpool


[mood |crazycrazy]
[music |Watch out for that treeee-eee]

*sings* (to the tune of George of the Jungle), Bob, Bob, agent of HYDRA, strong as he can be.... Oh wait, ficage. Yes. (I swear, the longer I work on this fic, the more like Wade I get...)

So, Part the Fifth of Marvel High (1, 2, 3, 4).
Alternate Universe, Slash. Cable/Deadpool, Weasel, random cameos. And is that...? Oh, and these.


“You go first.”

“Do I have to?”


Wade took another Popeye stick from Nate. They were sitting in the bright sunlight uptown on a bench, watching the cars pass by slowly.

“I figured it out after the cookies thing,” said Nate, “Plus, this school seems to have a really high amount of them.”


“Super-powered people,” said Nate, “You’re a mutant?”

“Yup,” said Wade, even though it wasn’t true.

“So am I.”

“I knew there was something goin’ on with the glowy-eye,” said Wade, doing an Edgeworth and shaking his finger in the air, “So what you got?”

“Telepathy, telekinesis, the usual,” said Nate, “You have a healing factor and probably heightened abilities, right?”

“Yup,” said Wade, “So you can read my mind?”

“Actually, I can’t,” said Nate, "Yours is... uh, slippery."

Wade chuckled, taking another Popeye stick, “So I’m your kryptonite?”

“I guess,” said Nate, pulling the precious Popeye sticks away from Wade’s reach, “Can’t you get your own?”

“But they’re so expensivvveeeee,” whined Wade, pawing Nate’s shoulder, “And the corner stores sooooo far away!”

“What are you talking about?” snorted Nate, “They’re only thirty cents at the corner store, which is right behind us.”

Wade looked around, staring at the large sign labeled “Corner Store” behind them. The window had signs and posters pasted on it, including a large one that said, “All candy on candy shelf three for dollar! 30 cents each!”

“Oh yeah,” said Wade, looking back at Nate, but still trying to reach for the Popeye sticks.

He finally leaned forward too far and ended up falling into Nate’s lap. There was a pause in the conversation as Wade considered staying there, at least until Lois and Clark came on (in about five hours). Nate’s lap was surprisingly comfy. Like his Deathstroke plushie at home. The one he had specially made because who would want a Deathstroke plushie? He waited for Nate to push him off his lap.

And waited.

Finally, Wade pulled himself up, snatching the Popeye sticks on the way.

“Hey…” said Nate, but Wade wasn’t sure if he was complaining about the Popeye sticks or if he wanted Wade to stay on his lap.

Wade found himself hoping it was the second one, ‘cause it made his heart go thump-thump.

“So, you wanna go watch Johnny Depp, Mr. McPretty and Drunkington?”

“Not really.”

“Figured you weren’t a Pirates fan,” Wade said, “What about the Golden Girls? Mmmmm, Bea Arthur…”

Meanwhile in a completely different place (and the author apologizes profusely for the sudden switch) there was a subplot.

Weasel stood by the entrance stairs of the school, looking around for his friend Wade.

“I thought we were going to walk home together…” said Weasel to himself, “Watch some Battlestar Galactica and maybe even some Firefly…”

He waited some more, even though he suspected that the new kid had stolen him. Until a freshman stumbled out of the main doors with a toilet paper stuck to his shoe. The poor kid looked around until he spotted Weasel.

“You don’t know anywhere to hide, do you?” he asked, “The rest of the Humiliated Youths Doing Radical Actions club is kinda mad at me…”

[User Picture]From: zara_the_pirate
2007-04-26 01:43 pm (UTC)
:cackles: Hey! It's Bob!
I love this fic so much, it's so *fun*! Good work!
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[User Picture]From: kirke_novak
2007-04-26 01:57 pm (UTC)
Another chappie and so quickly! I'm really happy :D I love hoe Wade's and Nate's... eerm.. romance progress. Slowly, steadily, just right.

Meanwhile in a completely different place (and the author apologizes profusely for the sudden switch) there was a subplot.

I LOL'ed
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[User Picture]From: sarkywoman
2007-04-26 02:06 pm (UTC)
“So, you wanna go watch Johnny Depp, Mr. McPretty and Drunkington?”


This fic gets better and better, but oh so short! It's like giving us delicious cookie crumbs! Or a bit of a Popeye stick!
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[User Picture]From: ms_nerd
2007-04-26 04:24 pm (UTC)
Dammit! I need some time to read this. Please consider this pre-feedback because I'm sure I'll enjoy it.
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[User Picture]From: 4277311
2007-04-26 04:51 pm (UTC)
The George of the jungle theme was sang by Weird Al Yankovic... odd fact of the day, I honestly cannot help myself when it comes to spouting strange facts.
Love the story so far by the way.
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[User Picture]From: lunaticvee27
2007-04-26 11:50 pm (UTC)
*picks up hawaiian shirt, dons it, and clears throat*

Actually, no it wasn't. George of the Jungle predates Weird Al by a long-ass time.

He just did a random cover of it for his Dare to be Stupid album.

*takes off hawaiian shirt, folds it back up, sets it aside*
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From: (Anonymous)
2007-04-27 06:15 pm (UTC)
The other version was what I meant; I probally should have been more clear about it. Srry.
and I can't log in!
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[User Picture]From: freakydarling
2007-04-26 05:19 pm (UTC)
HYDRA that's hilarious x) can't wait for the next one!!!
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[User Picture]From: lunaticvee27
2007-04-26 11:51 pm (UTC)
This is so freaking cute! I can't wait to read more! *squee*
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[User Picture]From: hiratsu
2007-04-27 07:17 pm (UTC)
*unlurks* BOB! ^.^ This story rocks. I can't wait to read more. *relurks*
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