WTFH

*sound of bustling and squirrel chittering*

Cable: I don't have the time for this.

Deadpool: Aww, they dragged you here too?

Cable: Figuratively.

Deadpool: ...you know, that doesn't make you sound mysterious. It just sounds weird.

Cable: I'm not trying to sound mysterious. They're persistant.

Deadpool: Suuuure you aren't. We all believe you, isn't that right squirrels?

*more chittering*

Cable: I'm not.

( All hail the not-so-dynamic duo. Or alternatively, HYDRA. We're not picky. )

Deadpool: You know, you're ruining my vision of a Utopian society that doesn't involve you as a hippie.

Cable: I've never been a hippie. They aren't sufficiently armed for progress...

Deadpool: And, really, there are no hippie X-men, which is sad for such a diverse team. Nate, shouldn't you have talked tot hem about that when you were still on the team? Or did you count as the hippie? With your long luxurious hair.

Cable: I was a little busy at the time.

Deadpool: Doing what? Braiding Viccy's hair?

Cable: Helping a world that hates and fear us. Saving lives where we could. Shooting Creed out of a torpedo tube...

Deadpool: ...I missed this?!

Cable: You were busy, too...

Deadpool: I'm crushed! Viccy! Torpedo!

Cable: I'll tell you about it on the way back.