Freedomtown IC

Filtered to family, friends.... and even his ex-wife

You know, I feel like we're all pretty damn blessed to have each other. Yet we haven't had a big family get-together in forever.

WE'RE OHANA GODDAMMIT. AND OHANA MEANS NOBODY GETS LEFT BEHIND.

So I propose we have a big-ass family dinner. Next week.

I'll cook, and everyone can have Wade's Spectacular Chimichangas and Enchiladas.

I'll rent a hall or something, and we'll have a great big party to celebrate being a huge, insane, dysfunctional family that somehow tolerates each other.

Wilson's unkillable, right? So... it's not a problem if I stab him in the face the next time he asks me if I'll sing to him.

So... riddle for you.

What has terminal cancer, no more healing factor to combat it, and is literally dying as we speak.

If you guessed, "You, you asshole!", you win the prize!

IT IS TALKING TO ME!

WHAT IS IT SAYING?!

I DON'T UNDERSTAND!

WHERE AM I?!

HELP! IT IS TRYING TO EAT ME!

Daddy!

Uncle Deadpool Wade!

Look at all of the new people!

Who are you?

No, let go of me... go away! Stop it!

Daddy! Daddy! He won't let me go!

Uncle Wade!

HELP! Stranger Danger!

Daddy! Uncle Deadpool Wade! I'm bored! Let's play!

Mom? EITHER Mom?

Grandma? Grandpa? Anyone?

Aw, man... not again...

Does anyone know if there's an Emma Swan or a Regina Mills here? I kinda just got here about ten minutes ago.

Uncle DeadpoolWade! Uncle DeadpoolWade!