Title: Poker Face
Summary: Wade gets a conscience.
Author: Mental Merc With A Mouth
Rating: PG-13
Characters: James Howlett Wade Wilson
Word Count: 536
Genres: Humor Romance
Warnings: Language
Remy was not happy.
He was the bestcards player ever, better than everyone. His poker face was indecipherable; he could do things with cards in seconds that took most professional casino dealers years to learn. Hell people called him Gambit strictly for his superior poker skills. So how was it possible that Remy Etienne Lebeau, the Gambit was losing in poker to some idiot who didn't even know what was going on half the time?!?
Remy was currently playing poker with Scott, Wade, and Logan, and he was losing…miserably. Scott and Logan had both folded a long time ago, so now it was only Wade and Remy. "You should give up now, der is no way you will win against dis Cajun, Remy got you beat" Remy said smirking triumphantly at his hand.
"Hey you stole my line! Well except for that Cajun part, because I'm still Canadian, I think. Am I still Canadian yellow boxes? Oh right, this is movieverse X-Men I don't have little yellow boxes. Well the point is I have a hand that trumps yours so bleah" Wade said sticking his tongue out at Remy with that same shit-eating grin he was seldom seen without.
"Oh yeah" Remy challenged as he revealed his cards "Three of a kind, look like dis ol' Cajun got you beat" Remy smirked reaching for the pile of winning as the center of the table but Wade stopped him before he could.
"Not so fast there partner" Wade said perfectly mimicking a cowboy accent, and earning three confused looks. "What, so suddenly he's the only one allowed a cool accent?" Wade asked pouting slightly. Logan rolled his eyes but didn't say anything, Remy just glared, and Scott figured he wouldn't waste his breath. "Full house" Wade cried excitedly revealing his card, and pulling his winnings closer to him.
"T-that's not possible" Remy stammered in disbelief "You cheat" Remy accused in outrage glaring daggers at Wade as he collected his prize.
"Nuh-uh" Wade shook his head "Because of stupid Captain Picard's speech that freaking paraplegic captain of the starship enterprise gave me I can't cheat anymore. Actually it's not just cheating, I can't do anything anymore. It made me grow a dumb old conscience, that doesn't even let me do anything anymore, I named it after Logan because everytime it warns me not to do something that's who he sounds like. And fucking Logan keeps making me feel guilty whenever I try to do bad stuff, and trust me guilt isn't one of the more fun things that Logan's made me feel. And I don't even have my little yellow boxes to talk to anymore because this isn't the comic book and now talking to myself is boring." Wade told them matter of factly.
Logan who had learned a long time ago to sift through the nonsensical things that Wade said to reach the ones of substance, and understood exactly what Wade had said. And so Logan had leant forward to give Wade a soft kiss on the lips.
Scott and Remy were left to stare in wonder and confusion as they tried to figure out what exactly Wade meant by Captain Picard, and little yellow boxes.