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Tweak says, "I tawt I taw a puddy tat!"

Pinkie Pie (ilovemuffins) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2011-11-28 22:05:00

Entry tags:

deadpool, pinkie pie

WHO: Deadpool and Pinkie Pie
WHEN: Tonight!
WHERE: Paris, France to start, but I ain't predicting where it'll end up.
WARNINGS: Unlikely unless you consider complete ignorance of the 4th wall and being random as shit warning type offenses.

Pinkie would have bet you that you could never eat that many muffins in one sitting. But boy, did she turn out to be wrong. Derpy had kicked them out of the bakery after they had finished the sixth tray, and honestly it probably would be for the best.

Still though, there was at least one more tray in there...

She turned and grinned at her new best friend ever. "Well, it'll take her awhile to make more muffins! What do you think we should do now?"

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	ilovemuffins 2011-11-30 03:27 pm UTC (link)
	Pinkie sat in her chair with her legs criss-cross-apple-sauce, munching on the yummy bread the waiter had brought. "My friends Twilight Sparkle and Rarity can do that, because they're unicorns. Just like how Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash can fly. I'm just a boring old pony." She said it with a big grin though. It didn't bother her too much. She always had her Pinkie Sense. (Reply to this)

screwthe4thwall
2011-12-01 02:20 am UTC (link)

This girl was friends with unicorns and... pegasus things? Well, knowing the specifics of the universe as only he could, Deadpool was pretty sure they wouldn't exactly be the same thing right now. Still, pretty awesome.

And not just because he'd always secretly wanted to have a unicorn.

"We just paintballed the heck outta Mount Rushmore, don't think boring people do that," he wasn't entirely sure, though. Maybe old ladies did it on their time off.

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	ilovemuffins 2011-12-01 02:36 am UTC (link)
	Pinkie jumped up in her seat. "Oh, that was Mt. Rushmore? That explains the mustache!" She nodded a little, satisfied that the mystery was solved. "Ooooh! Kaeng khae! That sounds yummy, whatever it is!" She beamed up at her new friend. "It says you have to pick how many stars you want. I love stars! How many can you have?!" (Reply to this)

	screwthe4thwall 2011-12-01 07:39 am UTC (link)
	Back in his home universe, Deadpool would've had something terrible to contribute when it came to the stars, but... that tiny little repressed part of his conscience wouldn't let him. "Don't put 'em up too high, or you'll burn your tongue." To someone without a healing factor, that was probably a big deal. (Reply to this)

ilovemuffins
2011-12-01 01:00 pm UTC (link)

They ordered, (Pinkie only decided to go with three) and then sitting back, she took a minute to finally look at her companion for a night. Back in Ponyville, Pinkie never had really looked at the male ponies as anything but more people to invite to fun parties. Besides Prince Blueblood, and then it was just to get mad at how rude he had been to Rarity, she could barely remember their names.

Maybe it was just the strangeness of being a human, but she was finding this one awfully cute.

"So!" she started brightly, "If you're not a pony, where did you come from?" Pinkie found herself all kinds of oddly curious about his life.

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screwthe4thwall
2011-12-01 02:22 pm UTC (link)

Many a time, Deadpool had wished he was a pony. Or had a pony. Or maybe a little of both when he'd watched My Little Pony in-between doing his merc thing and his Golden Girls marathons.

"Depends on whoever's writing me," he shrugged, pointing vaguely upwards. Those damn writers, always changing their minds on what he was doing and making him do stupid things. "I came from Canada, went into doing weird stuff, and then boom, here I was."

Sure, he'd skipped out a lot, but he was pretty sure Pinkie would just be confused by the whole Weapon X mess and the merc business and the blind lady living in his apartment.

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ilovemuffins
2011-12-01 02:54 pm UTC (link)

He might have been surprised. Pinkie tended to understand a lot of things she strictly shouldn't.

"Will you be okay being stuck here? I mean, I like it a lot because all my friends are here, but I don't know if your friends are!" As soon as it was out of her mouth, she felt an odd pang of embarassment. That was almost bragging.

"Don't worry! My friends will like you a lot too! You won't be alone!"

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	screwthe4thwall 2011-12-01 03:34 pm UTC (link)
	It was hard to define 'friend' when it came to Deadpool. Sure, he had Weaz and Al, but they weren't exactly here. Or his friends for that matter. Yes, true believers, Deadpool really had himself a problem. "Been a while since I last had someone I could call a friend," he admitted, half-smiling. "I could get used to a place where I've got 'em. Be a nice change for this ol' Pool." (Reply to this)

	ilovemuffins 2011-12-01 04:20 pm UTC (link)
	Pinkie gave him a huge, bright smile just as their food arrived. "And you will! It's going to be great!" She immediately grabbed a fork and dug in. It was super delicious, and didn't taste a bit like a rainbow. (Reply to this)

screwthe4thwall
2011-12-01 04:45 pm UTC (link)

His heart might've just melted a teeny-tiny bit. With a smile like that, and a sense of crazy that could rival his own, Deadpool might've just been falling for her. Just a tiny bit. "Yeah. Especially if they're like you."

It was lucky he'd managed to tweak his image inducer not to screw up whilst he was eating, at least. People screaming in terror because of his funky face really wasn't conductive to a nice atmosphere... and he was hungry, so it'd suck twice as much.

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ilovemuffins
2011-12-01 05:10 pm UTC (link)

Rarity's lessons about eating like a lady had never properly sunk in, so she wolfed down her food and chased it down with the most delicious tea she'd ever had.

This place totally had its upsides.

They had just finished up when the waiter had brought the check face up. The weird thing, at least, what Pinkie thought was weird, was that it was already signed. Silly people, didn't they know that meant they didn't get money?

Picking up the slip of paper, Pinkie saw there was also a little note at the bottom. Intrigued, she read it aloud.

"'Thanks for the help, kids. Bea would be proud. From, Betty."

She looked up, and the nice old lady from earlier gave a wave at the door before leaving.

"Gosh!" Pinkie said, eyes wide. "This is the best night EVER!"

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	screwthe4thwall 2011-12-01 05:30 pm UTC (link)
	Deadpool's eyes widened. His jaw dropped. He might've even been on the verge of fainting. He took the paper from her, hands shaking. "Best. night. ever." There was a certain sort of reverence in his voice, focused as he was on the note. Betty White - the Blessed Betty White - had said Bea would be proud of them. If that wasn't an endorsement, he didn't know what was. (Reply to this)

	ilovemuffins 2011-12-01 06:47 pm UTC (link)
	With a wave as the door closed, Pinkie turned to look at Wade again. Deadpool might be his name when he was fighting stuff or whatever, but Wade was a fun name. You waded in puddles and that was always fun. She wished he could have been there for chocolate rain. He'd have liked that. "What would you like to do now?" There had to be more fun stuff! (Reply to this)

screwthe4thwall
2011-12-02 12:41 pm UTC (link)

She could honestly call him whatever she wanted - Wade, Deadpool, Mr Awesomesauce, whatever - as long as it wasn't something like Mr Scarface. Even for her, that would be a no-no.

Best they kept up the crazy, no matter what they did. Considering defacing national landmarks and/or icons was getting to be a trend, there was one. "We could go skating down the Great Wall? Scare the hell outta the tourists."

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	ilovemuffins 2011-12-02 12:58 pm UTC (link)
	Pinkie hopped up and down. "Oooh! I love skating!" She reached out her hand to him, ready to dash out of the resturant. "I know where we can get the best skates ever! They have lights on the wheels!" (Reply to this)

screwthe4thwall
2011-12-02 01:07 pm UTC (link)

Lights on the wheels? This was the best day ever. Deadpool grinned and took her hand, ready to go the moment she shot off - he could keep up with her crazy. Mostly.

"That's gotta make it at least 20% cooler." He could just imagine it: them, skating full-pelt down the Great Wall, terrifying the living bejeezus out of every single tourist they ran into... hopefully he wouldn't have an attack of idiocy and try and kiss her or anything. Much as the idea seemed appealing.

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ilovemuffins
2011-12-02 01:39 pm UTC (link)

After a quick stop by a roller rink in Seattle, the pair were lacing up their light up skates on the ancient stones of the Great Wall.

"When I first got here, there was only Applejack. The other girls didn't show up for awhile, and we still haven't seen Spike. But it's still ok! New people show up all the time! And I'm glad because..." Pinkie trailed off, trying to fix a knot she'd managed to make.

"... Because awesome people from other places are so much fun!"

Stupid laces.

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screwthe4thwall
2011-12-02 01:54 pm UTC (link)

Light-up skates and the Great Wall. From the point the portkey had set them down, they had a pretty clear run... and towards the end, he could just make out a few tourists. Oh, this was going to be fun.

He'd managed to follow Pinkie's talking as she jumped from subject to subject, although she'd admittedly been on the same one for a little while. "Here, I'll get it," it was a rare show of generosity for the world's favourite anti-hero, but he moved to fix her laces. Couldn't have her falling over whilst they were being epic. "Spike's the little dragon guy, right? Bet he'll drop in outta nowhere like the rest of us one day."

You could be a manly man and still watch My Little Pony, dammit. Hearing all their names totally hadn't inspired a sense of glee in him, no ma'am.

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	ilovemuffins 2011-12-02 01:58 pm UTC (link)
	Pinkie blushed, although she couldn't have told you why. She wondered if this was flirting and if she was doing it right. "Yeah, that's Spike. I hope he does, cause I bet Twilight Sparkle misses him a lot." (Reply to this)

screwthe4thwall
2011-12-02 02:26 pm UTC (link)

Eeee, Twilight Sparkle! Deadpool was officially a not-so-closeted brony at the best of times, and this world was just bringing out the worst in him. Especially with it somehow giving him the pony he'd always thought would be a perfect sidekick as a friend.

"Alternate worlds sometimes listen to what people want. He could drop on her head whilst we're talking," satisfied with the job he'd done on her laces, he stood back up. "Hell, we're probably breaking all forms of logic right now, so you never know..."

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	ilovemuffins 2011-12-02 02:33 pm UTC (link)
	Pinkie stood up, closer than she meant to, grinning up at him. "Heck, I just call that Tuesday!" (Reply to this)

	screwthe4thwall 2011-12-02 02:49 pm UTC (link)
	It was official. Deadpool was in love. He could almost imagine his eyes briefly going all heart-shaped as it hit home. "You get more and more awesome the more you talk." And whilst they were making logic screwy and never-as-weird-as-before, and whilst she was stood so close, he might as well risk it. He made his move, little as it was needed, and attempted to kiss her. (Reply to this)

ilovemuffins
2011-12-02 03:12 pm UTC (link)

Pinkie realized what he meant to do only a split second before their lips touched. She'd never been kissed before; far too much to do in Ponyville to go around kissing.

But it was so nice. Her arms instinctively went around his shoulders, like she had an idea that getting closer was all that was required. A five piece trumpet section seemed to have shown up somewhere behind her left shoulder, and she doubted it was because of a parasprite invasion.

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screwthe4thwall
2011-12-02 03:43 pm UTC (link)

Damn, that trumpet section must've been stalking them for this specific purpose. Either that or there was some sorta crazy thing going on nearby that was severely allergic to them.

When he pulled away, it was almost hesitant. Last time he'd kissed someone on impulse, they'd slapped him so hard his image inducer had glitched and turned him zebra colours. "So. Uh. That was... nice."

Understatement of the century, true believers. Don't let Deadpool tell you otherwise.

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	ilovemuffins 2011-12-02 04:20 pm UTC (link)
	It was moments like this that Pinkie usually wanted to burst into song, but for the moment (and it was likely brief) she could only look up at him with a very goofy smile. "Yeah." They were both ridiculously verbose, weren't they? Still holding his hand, she started skating. Happiness always equalled movement, and she wasn't sure this wall was big enough for this much happy. (Reply to this)

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