"Well, howdy, President! Why the HELL haven't you updated for, like, A WHOLE BLOODY WEEK AND MORE?!" Yelled Deadpool, as if he had any idea of the hardships his poor author was going through.

"Oh, save it for your mama! What hardships? School life so tough? Boo-hoo." Said Deadpool, obnoxiously insulting the person writing him, which is also quite stupid, as the writer can do many things.

Some distance away, Team Avatar looked at Deadpool with expressions varying from Aang's jawdrop, Toph's snickering, Azula's disgust, Katara's distrust, Sokka's unrestrained laughter, Iroh's tea and Zuko's disbelief.

"Great. Now he embarrasses me. You big bully, you!" Yelled Deadpool, forgetting that he had, only moments before, been picking on his own poor writer.

"I still don't think we should trust him." Whispered Katara.

Deadpool waved a finger at her. "Not my fault! It's the writer! It's a conspiracy designed to win him pity! Don't buy it! Don't buy it, I say!"

As Katara tried to restrain from suffocating the madman in red, Zuko vehemently whispered in his uncle's ear. "The man is obviously mad. Why are you trusting him?!"

Iroh drowned the remainder of his tea. "It is when you strip away ceremony, that truth is revealed."

Zuko scowled. "What does that mean, uncle?"

Iroh smiled, looking at Deadpool, who was thumb wrestling with himself. Awkwardly.

"Deadpool holds no stock in manners. He doesn't care of ceremony, of society. He is fully naked, and this is who he really is. This is the truth."

Zuko massaged his forehead. "Forget I asked."

On the other side, Sokka and Aang were arguing over him. For once, it was Sokka who wanted Deadpool on the group, and Aang contesting him.

"Come on! You see how he fights? All like, pew, few, hai, hua! And next he was sitting on Azula and giving some sweet punch-lines too!" Argued Sokka, defending the man he had come to see as a potential mentor.

Aang rubbed his bald head. "You don't know who's side he's on! He might be a fire-nation spy!"

Toph spoke up. "He defended me from the fire nation. " She reminded Aang.

"Well, maybe it was a ploy." Said Katara, shooting a glance at the mad merc, now asleep on a rock in an uncomfortable position that made even her cringe.

"He killed them." Said Toph flatly.

The others looked at her first, then at Deadpool in shock.

Azula smiled. "Hm. At least one of you has some backbone." She was still bound up, and had no good ideas yet to escape- she thought it was best to bide her time and learn a bit more of the group… for a later date.

Aang ignored her, glaring at Toph instead. "You want a killer on the team?"

She shrugged. "It's not like he killed some random citizen. They were trying to kill us."

Aang was now spinning on his feet, trying to hold back a head ache.

"You know, aspirin helps. I'm sure I had some back home, right beside the cyanide pills."

Aang jumped to see Deadpool standing behind him, somehow.

"Get away from me!" Growled Aang, uncharacteristically, how to put this, pissed.

Deadpool grinned through his mask. "You know, I ain't all that bad! I saved a baby koala once! Sure, I had to kill half the zoo to do it, but still-"

"What's a koala?" Quipped Sokka.

Aang was glad he didn't have hair. He would have ripped them off.

"The koala (Phascolarctos cinereus or inaccurately, koala bear) is an arborealherbivorousmarsupial native to Australia, which I also like for the occasional hot chick. It is the only extant representative of the family Phascolarctidae, and its closest living relatives are the wombats, which you don't know anything about, either. It is easily recognizable by its stout, tailless body; round, fluffy ears; and large, spoon-shaped nose, which may be used to eat pudding. Pelage color ranges from silver grey to chocolate brown, though unfortunately it isn't available in Chimichanga flavor." Ranted Deadpool.

As Deadpool explained the breeding habits of the common koala and Sokka took notes like an eager student attending his first lecture, the rest of the team was still debating over his inclusion to the team.

"He's mad!"

"Absolutley, totally mad! Madder than king Bumi!"

"He's madder than that lemur thing you lot own!"

"Hey! Momo is not mad! Be nice, Zuko!"

"You realize this is the same Zuko who-"

"SHUT IT."

This was Toph.

"Just keep him on the team on probation, okay? Check him. I owe him my life. If none of you get that… well, I'm leaving this team along with him." She said, folding her arms.

The rest of the team looked at each other, then at the mad man who was now explaining the taxonomy and evolutionary tree of the modern koala to Sokka, who looked like he was learning the secrets of the universe.

"Fine," Sighed Aang. "But I'm doing this for you… Sifu Toph. Not him."

She smiled, obviously relieved. "Good."

Azula scoffed. "Great. I'll have to survive him further."

Suddenly Deadpool dropped out of nowhere, and hugged the people closest to him- which happened to be Toph and Azula.

"That reminds me! The poll is still up! Which one of these is destined to be my babe, hm?" He yelled.

Toph turned red and Azula gagged. Both of them kicked his ass.

By the time he could look up without it hurting, Deadpool saw Sokka bent over him, eyes wide.

"You survived?" He asked, bewildered, and in awe.

Deadpool raised a thumbs-up.

"Teach me, master!" Begged Sokka, drowning in awe.

Deadpool sat up in the classic wise-old-man pose and stroked an imaginary beard. "Very well, Anakin. Your new name- will be Bob."

Sokka, I mean Bob, grinned widely. "Right! I'm Bob!"

Deadpool sprang up, punching his fists in the air. "Look out, weird world! Deadpool and Bob are gonna whup your heinie!"

Okay… that… is probably the first sign of doomsday for the Avatar World.

Another Bob.

Deadpool as teacher.

This is how fearsome boredom is. It can lead people like me to write about the potential doomsday of entire worlds while drinking tea.

At least this story will stop you from getting bored.