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Thursday - Hush

This is atomic89 with my last theme.

We're gonna end my week of hosting with Hush. So that means absolutely NO DIALOGUE!

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Aug. 21st, 2009 12:01 am (UTC)
Marvel, Cable/Deadpool, Duct tape
Aug. 22nd, 2009 05:41 pm (UTC)
Deadpool would murder Cable. He'd come up to him in his sleep and stab him right in that glowy eye. Or maybe in the regulare eye that was all scarred. Or in the chest. SOMEWHERE. There would be some definitely stabbage going on.

But none of that could happen yet because someone had duct taped him to a chair. And that someone was Cable. DUCT TAPE HAD FORSAKEN HIM! Duct tape was his and it was being so cruel and all not-helpful. Wade might cry. Though crying would be unmanly, so he wouldn't while Cable was in the room. AHHHH HE WAS GOING CRAZY KEEPING ALL OF HIS BRILLIANT BABBLE IN.

Cable wasn't even DOING anything. He was just sitting and working. Working isn't cool! Working's just... working! Deadpool glared at him and thought really nasty thoughts. Damn, Cable couldn't read his mind. Why had he always thought that was a good thing?

Also, he really had to pee. Something about duct tape just excited his bladder.

How long had it been? He couldn't see the clock. It had probably been HOURS. No food, no water, no toilet, no talking, if he could die, he probably would soon. Days and days of wordless torture. He was dying. He hoped Cable would give Bea his love when he died. Not like she had a restraining order against Cable. No one would have a restraining order against Cable! Cable was all nice and Messiah-y! Of course, they didn't know he was a bastard who liked duct taping INNOCENT MERCENARIES to chairs in their room.

Oh, wait, Cable was standing up! Was he going to be freed? Hallelujah! Wade would totally act nice and grateful until his hands were free and he could wring his stupid Messiah neck.

He caught a glimpse of his stupid Messiah wrist watch as he started taking the duct tape off his face. An entire half hour! Cable was truly evil. As soon as the duct tape was off his mouth, he opened it to give him a piece of mind, but before he could get anything out, Cable kissed him.

Okay, this was a better way of keeping Wade quiet than the duct tape.

But he still had to pee.
Aug. 22nd, 2009 09:10 pm (UTC)
Aug. 23rd, 2009 07:25 am (UTC)
I love you <3

Your Wade voice is perfect.


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