The Merc and the Ninja
Part 6: Strip Twister?
By
The Uncanny R-Man
And
Dark Jaded Rose
Disclaimer- I own nothing, it all belongs to Marvel.
Shout Outs-
Caliente- You don't know what BLEW is? I'm sure that a smart woman like you should know! It stands for Braddock, Lee, Espinosa and Wilson, the surnames of Betsy, Jubilee, Angelo and Wade respectively. Liked the 'pee on fire joke' huh? In got that idea from an episode of Friends, I can't remember which though! And yup! Skin's the man! It's a pity that Marvel killed him off!
Risty- Jeez! Is there anybody that you don't hate? Amara, Storm, Meggan, Jean (although, I've got to agree with you on that one!) Enjoy the chappie! And look! Women kicking butt!
It was about eight in the evening when Wade came out of the shower in a blue fluffy bathrobe singing 'It's a Small World After All'. Betsy gave her boyfriend a look and shook her head at his somewhat off way of typical behaving. She went in to get ready for the evening since every one had decided to go to a nearby bar for a night of drunken hilarity.
She had finally stepped into the shower, after having to rearrange the bathroom since Wade had the tendency of throwing his laundry all over the place, when an overzealous person was banging the door. "Wait!" She shouted but the door continued to be bombarded by God knows who. She stepped out of the shower and yanked it open, dripping wet. Her purple hair matted on to her face. "WHAT?" She yelled.
"Can I use your hair dryer?" Jubilee asked and looked down at the naked body of her friend. "Um, maybe you didn't realize it, but your sorta naked," she pointed out.
"Aren't you the observant one," Betsy said irritably and slammed the door in her face.
"I take that as a yes," she hears Jubilee call out. Rolling her eyes she took her shower and got ready for the evening.
***
Twenty minutes later she marched downstairs dressed to kill and noticed that everyone else, aside from Wade who considered worn out jeans, a blue t-shirt and grungy sneakers 'out on the town' clothes, dressed in the same fashion.
"Are we ready to party?" Wade shouted enthusiastically and got a cheer from Jubilee and Angelo. He put his arm around Betsy who gave him a look. "Are you ready to party, Cute Buns?" She looked up at him and groaned.
"Will you ever let up?" she asked and they made their way to the car awaiting them outside.
***
They got to the bar where some random music was playing and Wade walked in dancing the Macarena. Some salsa started to play and Angelo looked at his girl and got a bright idea.
"Wanna dance?" he asked. Jubilee nodded her head and allowed him to lead her to the semi vacant dance floor.
Betsy and Wade went over to the bar and ordered some drinks. Betsy noticed someone watching them or better yet Wade, but she chose to ignore it and instead focused on drinking her Margarita. Beside her, Wade was tossing back drinks like there was no tomorrow and the minute that Jubilee and Angelo joined them, the games began!
They went to a backroom full of drinks and tried to decide on what to play.
"Hey how about Strip Twister!" Deadpool said. The others looked at each other and shrugged. "Ok, I go first!" Out of nowhere he pulled out a mat and the small spinning board.
"Prepared aren't we," Jubilee said much to his amusement.
"Of course, now let's see," he prepared the mat on the bare floor and spun. "Right foot on green." He put his foot on it and then everyone followed suit.
Wade happily tripped through out the whole game much to the consternation of the others since they were usually under him and he slowly took his clothes off as if it was a strip tease much to the degradation of Betsy. They merely rolled their eyes and tried their best to avoid him. By the end of the game, everyone but Betsy was either naked or semi naked, not even Angelo in all his mutant glory was able to win. She stood up and smiled.
"No one could ever beat me in Twister as a kid," she said. Wade stuck his tongue out at her while adjusting the beer bottle that worked as cover up. Jubilee had taken to newspapers and Angelo had taken to Jubilee, much to her glee.
"So what next?" Jubilee asked; Wade shrugged without any ideas. They pulled on their clothes and went back inside the bar.
"So who wants to play fifteen seconds of fury?" Angelo asked, the others responded in delight to the game. "Good, now grab your bottles and every fifteen seconds you have to drink a bottle," he said. Jubilee wrinkled her nose.
"Isn't it a sip?" she asked, Wade sighed heavily and patted her on the head.
"Poor Jubes, just leave the rules to the men, sweetie," he said and they began the game. About five minutes and twenty beers later, they were all wasted, particularly Betsy, who obviously couldn't handle her drinking too well, but after twenty beers who could?
She looked over again and noticed the woman from earlier on checking out Wade. The woman looked up and stared at her with vivid green eyes and red hair that grew wild. Half of her face was white and the other a light shade of pink. Her costume was a little surprising since it wasn't everyday you saw a semi naked woman wearing football shoulder pads and thigh high boots, but hey, to each their own.
Betsy narrowed her eyes and she swore that the woman gave her the finger.
"The little hussy!" Betsy cried out and stood up, only to wobble a bit. Wade started laughing manically.
"Where ya goin'?" he slurred and took another drink. Betsy quickly turned around but grabbed her head as the room spun.
"I'm going to make sure no one looks at you again," she said and made her way over to the woman, stumbling slightly. The woman noticed her approach and stood up glaring down at her. Wade recognized her and quickly ran over, knocking a couple of chairs and embraced her regardless of the machetes in either hand.
"Typhoid Mary?" Wade said, and seeing that it was surely her, hugged her tighter. "It's my little sweet cheeks!"
Betsy turned to him and anger added to her insanity.
"What did you say to her?" she asked. Wade, who didn't know what he was doing merely giggled and repeated it again.
"Sweet cheeks, cute buns, I said sweet cheeks!"
"Why you little...!" she pulled her fist back and swung it towards Wade but he ducked just in time. Unfortunately Typhoid Mary was not that...fortunate. She ended up feeling Betsy's fist connect with her jaw. She held her cheek and growled, throwing down her knives she pounced on Betsy and a catfight ensued.
Wade took a step back and watched as his girlfriend pinned Mary to the ground and straddled her. He grabbed a seat, took another bottle of beer and drank in awe. Jubilee and Angelo came stumbling over and marveled at the sight of their violet haired friend kicking butt.
"Ya know, she should join the WWE," Angelo said. Wade agreed and rooted each girl on in turn.
"Go Typhoid! Go Betsy! Go ahead rip her shirt off! Yeah!" and he threw back another sip. By the time they were done, Typhoid Mary was knocked out on the ground and Betsy stood up, her clothes ripped to shreds with only her black bra covering her chest and she threw her hands up in victory.
"That's for any of you who want to look at my man!" she cried out and got cheers from the rest of the women before completely passing out onto the floor. Wade looked at her body toppled over Mary's and shook his head.
"Some people just can't hold their liquor," he tossed her over his shoulder and everyone went home, unprepared for morning torture.
Part 6: Strip Twister?
By
The Uncanny R-Man
And
Dark Jaded Rose
Disclaimer- I own nothing, it all belongs to Marvel.
Shout Outs-
Caliente- You don't know what BLEW is? I'm sure that a smart woman like you should know! It stands for Braddock, Lee, Espinosa and Wilson, the surnames of Betsy, Jubilee, Angelo and Wade respectively. Liked the 'pee on fire joke' huh? In got that idea from an episode of Friends, I can't remember which though! And yup! Skin's the man! It's a pity that Marvel killed him off!
Risty- Jeez! Is there anybody that you don't hate? Amara, Storm, Meggan, Jean (although, I've got to agree with you on that one!) Enjoy the chappie! And look! Women kicking butt!
It was about eight in the evening when Wade came out of the shower in a blue fluffy bathrobe singing 'It's a Small World After All'. Betsy gave her boyfriend a look and shook her head at his somewhat off way of typical behaving. She went in to get ready for the evening since every one had decided to go to a nearby bar for a night of drunken hilarity.
She had finally stepped into the shower, after having to rearrange the bathroom since Wade had the tendency of throwing his laundry all over the place, when an overzealous person was banging the door. "Wait!" She shouted but the door continued to be bombarded by God knows who. She stepped out of the shower and yanked it open, dripping wet. Her purple hair matted on to her face. "WHAT?" She yelled.
"Can I use your hair dryer?" Jubilee asked and looked down at the naked body of her friend. "Um, maybe you didn't realize it, but your sorta naked," she pointed out.
"Aren't you the observant one," Betsy said irritably and slammed the door in her face.
"I take that as a yes," she hears Jubilee call out. Rolling her eyes she took her shower and got ready for the evening.
***
Twenty minutes later she marched downstairs dressed to kill and noticed that everyone else, aside from Wade who considered worn out jeans, a blue t-shirt and grungy sneakers 'out on the town' clothes, dressed in the same fashion.
"Are we ready to party?" Wade shouted enthusiastically and got a cheer from Jubilee and Angelo. He put his arm around Betsy who gave him a look. "Are you ready to party, Cute Buns?" She looked up at him and groaned.
"Will you ever let up?" she asked and they made their way to the car awaiting them outside.
***
They got to the bar where some random music was playing and Wade walked in dancing the Macarena. Some salsa started to play and Angelo looked at his girl and got a bright idea.
"Wanna dance?" he asked. Jubilee nodded her head and allowed him to lead her to the semi vacant dance floor.
Betsy and Wade went over to the bar and ordered some drinks. Betsy noticed someone watching them or better yet Wade, but she chose to ignore it and instead focused on drinking her Margarita. Beside her, Wade was tossing back drinks like there was no tomorrow and the minute that Jubilee and Angelo joined them, the games began!
They went to a backroom full of drinks and tried to decide on what to play.
"Hey how about Strip Twister!" Deadpool said. The others looked at each other and shrugged. "Ok, I go first!" Out of nowhere he pulled out a mat and the small spinning board.
"Prepared aren't we," Jubilee said much to his amusement.
"Of course, now let's see," he prepared the mat on the bare floor and spun. "Right foot on green." He put his foot on it and then everyone followed suit.
Wade happily tripped through out the whole game much to the consternation of the others since they were usually under him and he slowly took his clothes off as if it was a strip tease much to the degradation of Betsy. They merely rolled their eyes and tried their best to avoid him. By the end of the game, everyone but Betsy was either naked or semi naked, not even Angelo in all his mutant glory was able to win. She stood up and smiled.
"No one could ever beat me in Twister as a kid," she said. Wade stuck his tongue out at her while adjusting the beer bottle that worked as cover up. Jubilee had taken to newspapers and Angelo had taken to Jubilee, much to her glee.
"So what next?" Jubilee asked; Wade shrugged without any ideas. They pulled on their clothes and went back inside the bar.
"So who wants to play fifteen seconds of fury?" Angelo asked, the others responded in delight to the game. "Good, now grab your bottles and every fifteen seconds you have to drink a bottle," he said. Jubilee wrinkled her nose.
"Isn't it a sip?" she asked, Wade sighed heavily and patted her on the head.
"Poor Jubes, just leave the rules to the men, sweetie," he said and they began the game. About five minutes and twenty beers later, they were all wasted, particularly Betsy, who obviously couldn't handle her drinking too well, but after twenty beers who could?
She looked over again and noticed the woman from earlier on checking out Wade. The woman looked up and stared at her with vivid green eyes and red hair that grew wild. Half of her face was white and the other a light shade of pink. Her costume was a little surprising since it wasn't everyday you saw a semi naked woman wearing football shoulder pads and thigh high boots, but hey, to each their own.
Betsy narrowed her eyes and she swore that the woman gave her the finger.
"The little hussy!" Betsy cried out and stood up, only to wobble a bit. Wade started laughing manically.
"Where ya goin'?" he slurred and took another drink. Betsy quickly turned around but grabbed her head as the room spun.
"I'm going to make sure no one looks at you again," she said and made her way over to the woman, stumbling slightly. The woman noticed her approach and stood up glaring down at her. Wade recognized her and quickly ran over, knocking a couple of chairs and embraced her regardless of the machetes in either hand.
"Typhoid Mary?" Wade said, and seeing that it was surely her, hugged her tighter. "It's my little sweet cheeks!"
Betsy turned to him and anger added to her insanity.
"What did you say to her?" she asked. Wade, who didn't know what he was doing merely giggled and repeated it again.
"Sweet cheeks, cute buns, I said sweet cheeks!"
"Why you little...!" she pulled her fist back and swung it towards Wade but he ducked just in time. Unfortunately Typhoid Mary was not that...fortunate. She ended up feeling Betsy's fist connect with her jaw. She held her cheek and growled, throwing down her knives she pounced on Betsy and a catfight ensued.
Wade took a step back and watched as his girlfriend pinned Mary to the ground and straddled her. He grabbed a seat, took another bottle of beer and drank in awe. Jubilee and Angelo came stumbling over and marveled at the sight of their violet haired friend kicking butt.
"Ya know, she should join the WWE," Angelo said. Wade agreed and rooted each girl on in turn.
"Go Typhoid! Go Betsy! Go ahead rip her shirt off! Yeah!" and he threw back another sip. By the time they were done, Typhoid Mary was knocked out on the ground and Betsy stood up, her clothes ripped to shreds with only her black bra covering her chest and she threw her hands up in victory.
"That's for any of you who want to look at my man!" she cried out and got cheers from the rest of the women before completely passing out onto the floor. Wade looked at her body toppled over Mary's and shook his head.
"Some people just can't hold their liquor," he tossed her over his shoulder and everyone went home, unprepared for morning torture.