A/N: While I feel the slight need to apologise for rewriting a scene I firmly believe needed no improvement, I can't have been the only one thinking about alternative ways Cable could've responded, right?
"Do not say thankyou. Do not say you're proud of me. Do not say goodbye."
Cable didn't.
Thirty seconds of uncharacteristic – though not unaccountable – silence later, Deadpool said, "Nate, if that was Askani Full-Contact Sign-Language for 'kthxbye'..."
"It wasn't."
"Okay. Cool. That's cool. Coz you can't blame me for wondering. Hey, I'm not to know your crazy future buddies didn't have a secret code for when you were gagged and blindfolded and locked in a box together – in a big, manly one-of-our-kinkier-enemies-put-us-here kind of way I mean, not that there's anything wrong with that..."
"Wade, are you freaking out?"
"What? No! Have you met me? I babble like this all the time! Say, did I ever tell you how every dramatic moments of liplock I've ever had had this way of being less of a up-close-and-personal-in-the-good-way thing and more of a three-scenes-before-the-Titanic-gets-up-close-and-personal-with-the-big-ice-cube thing – which by the way is so not a good theme to have going when I have no clue what makes this junk heap float – or I'm just getting hypnotised by the femmebot from Species or... oh hell with this-"
This time the silence lasted more than thirty blissfully Deadpool-babble-free seconds. Cable's smugness suffered no similar effects.
"So, was that Deadpool sign language for something I should know about?"
"Try, 'if you bite it before this gets to that part with the car window handprint of OHYEAH I swear by all the dirt I have on the editors I am having you brought back as a Realdoll of one of your ex's and mailing it to your evil clone!'"
"'Goodbye' hadn't actually crossed my mind."
"Oh. Really? Really seriously really? Because this martyr thing of yours is so two thousand years ago."
"Once we've saved Providence, I'll be happy to do whatever it takes to satisfy you on the subject."
"'Cause that ain't tempting fate or nuthin'. What'd you have in mind? Couple of coats of paint and some new ornamental guttering? Comb the roof-tiles over the scorch marks and she's good as new?"
"You've just given me a better idea."
"Well, at least you don't just keep me around to lounge all over your couches in the nude. Wait, you don't mean the bit about the femmebot? Because I might have been exaggerating that one... just a little..."
"Missed you too, Wade."