#permanentend

“So, it’s unfortunate that my kind are so harsh towards your humans, isn’t it? They’re such a fun little bunch... Easy to manipulate- and, oh, how they’re all so very different from one another. It’s such a surprise of what they’ll be like... how they’ll react... what they’ll do...” He hums gently offering a charming smile in contrast to the horrid words he speaks. “They’re like...” He laughs gently, clasping his hands together as he straightens himself. “--Like toys.”

“Ohhhh jeez.” Deadpool stood up in the familiar realm. One he had not set foot in for quite some time. “I must’ve got really screwed if I’ve ended up here.” The kind of death that took days to recover from, that’s what he was facing. “This ain’t gonna be fun, is it?”

“Did it just get colder in here?”

<<...seriously? Fuck off. You had your chances. Plural. I’ve got shit to do.>>

“Well shit. Everyone was right about death following me, I guess.”

     “Hey, or let’s maybe NOT do that! Sounds like a pretty good plan!”