merc_withamouth (merc_withamouth) wrote in oh_marvelous, @ 2010-01-15 08:26:00 |
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Deadpool throws a party!
Characters: Deadpool, any hapless S.H.I.E.L.D. employees who happen to get roped into his antics, and anyone else who wants to join in.
Setting: S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters Main Lobby.
Content: Party streamers and Deadpool-esque antics.
Summary: Deadpool decides that S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters needs a pick-me up after the recent events that made everyone so grumpy.
The last few days had been busy. Deadpool had gotten a new job, been on his first successful, legitimate date in years (he still had no idea how that had happened, but it might have something to do with dating human women instead of superheroes: either way, this couldn't stay successful for long), been on an errand to see his technician, and when he got back, there was wreckage all around the shiny, upscale building of his new employers. Most of the clean-up efforts were almost done, but (in Deadpool's opinion), the moods around the building were decidedly not cheerful enough.
This was a job for Deadpool.
After a quick stop for shopping, he headed back to S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters mid-afternoon, laden with plastic bags. Saluting the receptionist and ignoring the guards, he set to work, brightly whistling show tunes. There were streamers to put up, balloons to be filled, and juice boxes to be distributed (Deadpool was still hurt that Fury had not asked to see his juice box hole-punching license, so he figured he should take the opportunity to demonstrate his skills). The guards and non-superhero employees around the main lobby were first accepting (there had been a memo sent out recognizing Deadpool as a new S.H.I.E.L.D. member, so that he wouldn't be stopped and questioned when he walked in the building), and then confused.
The guards talked quickly among themselves, and then one brave soul approached the strangely-clad, armed and obviously dangerous (if not insane) superhero, to ask what he was doing.
"Party!" Deadpool told him, like it was obvious. "Boss' orders. Well, don't just stand there, man! Get to blowing up balloons! Do you want Mr. Fury to come down here and see that the decorations aren't up yet?"
With a little bit of encouragement, Deadpool soon had all of the available guards blowing up balloons, since they had been given to believe that Nick Fury would be very displeased if the lobby was not filled with colored balloons as urgently as possible. Deadpool took the streamer decoration as his personal project, and the harried receptionist was assigned to passing out juice boxes to anyone within reach.
Deadpool was doing his part to raise morale. He was sure that Nick Fury and Pepper (the only two people he had personally met so far) would be very impressed with his efforts.