9. Flattery does not work on Agent Wade Wilson, he is covered in scars, and he knows it.
"Another not-rule…" Jody groaned, slamming her head on the cafeteria table. Porter patted her back sympathetically.
"You could work something out like last time… this time, try not to get us killed." He suggested. Jody looked over at him.
"Yeah, I guess. But how am I supposed to swing this one?" She contemplated, scratching her head.
"Think about it for a while, then do something."
"Thanks Port! What would I do without you?"
"Probably break these rules and get killed on several occasions."
"...That's surprisingly true."
"Mhm."
~o0o~
Several hours and many, many, many stacks of copy paper and ink cartridges later, Jody had finished. She stepped back and admired her work. Satisfied, she went back to her room and turned in for the night.
~o0o~
The next day, every single agent in the entirety of SHIELD stared in mild shock and horror at the walls.
The walls were completely and totally COVERED in flattering notes dedicated to… Wade, aka:
Deadpool.
There were love notes to Deadpool everywhere.
Some of the rookie agents burst out laughing. Most of the other, older agents either stared at the posters or sighed and shook their heads.
Wade, however, was ecstatic.
"Do you guys see this!? Someone is my fan!" He shouted at the other agents. Before they had a chance to respond, however, he ran off to pester another group of agents about the 'amazing thing that one of his fans did for him'.
Porter had to stifle a snicker. Jody let out a bubbling, boisterous cackle.
"You really did it this time, Jo."
Jody just kept laughing.
~o0o~
Next up is the dreaded chapter that may end in Jody's death and/or permanent move to Siberia: She's gonna mess with Coulson. Remember, reviews are fuel! Until next time! PEACE!