Room 429, Saturday Evening

[raspberryturk]

It had been a long day, and Reno had gotten permission to beat people up for candy, which meant that Deadpool was the coolest adult ever. But, as really cool days tended to go, there was always a time when wee Renos had to retire to their bedrooms again, in order to pull on their pyjamas and get ready for be-

"WEASEL! WEASEL WEASEL WEASEL!!!"

Maybe not get ready for bed so much. There was a time when wee Renos had to harass the poor ferret, instead.

Honk!

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[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Edmund had spent the day in the forest fighting evil. But now he was tired and hungry and wanted his bed. "What's honking?" he asked, peeking over at Reno.

[raspberryturk]

"It's a weeeeasel," Reno answered, reaching a little deeper into the cage in an attempt to pull Mako out. "But he's all squirmy and stuff, an' doesn't wanna come out!"

Really, no sane individual would blame poor Mako, would they?

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Ed came over and crouched down, peering into the cage. "Come on, weasel. We only want to play!"

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Mako honked and hunkered down closer to the corner of the cage. Crazy people! Little crazy people!

Reno was not to be deterred, however, and he crawled on top of the cage and finally managed to fish the poor thing out, grabbing onto one of his legs and dragging Mako a bit before grabbing on.

"Got him!"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"He's very squirmy. But you have to be careful, because weasels bite!" Ed proclaimed. "Honk honk honker-honk?" he asked Mako, trying to communicate.

[raspberryturk]

Squirm! Get away! Must get free! Mako writhed and wriggled and squirmed some more, until Reno put him down on the top of the cage, shutting the cage behind him. Darn. So much for that-- Ooooh. The other crazy kid was talking to him!

His accent was a little off. Mako was going to have to bounce around and honk!!! in order to show him how to properly say... whatever it was he was saying.

Reno fell into a hush, staring at the ferret.

"He's talkin' with you!"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Edmund's eyes widened. "I didn't expect that to work! I was making things up. I don't really speak weasel." He cleared his throat and tried again. "Honk honk honk?"

[raspberryturk]

Honk!

That honk was mostly because Reno was still holding on to his tail, but what the wee crazy people didn't know wouldn't hurt them, right?

"I wonder what you're sayin' to him," Reno asked in a hush, staring in awe. Communication! It was amazing!

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Honk, I think. I hope I don't insult his mother. I wonder if I think really hard about what I want to say, and then try to say it in weasel, he might understand me!" Edmund concentrated very hard on wanting the weasel to nod its head. "Honk honk honk honk?"

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Mako was not nodding his head. Mako was jumping up and down as best as possible from on top of the cage, trying to get free. And then he managed to wriggle his way out of Reno's grasp, and that was that. Off like a rocket he went... Toward the edge of the cage. Where he stopped, and then stared at the floor.

"Maybe you ain't honkin' right," Reno asked, squinting and leaning close. "Or did you want him to do that?"

HONK.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"No, I don't think so," Edmund replied uncertainly. "You try if you think you can do it good!"

[raspberryturk]

Reno thought for a moment, and then he mustered up every ounce of honking power he had and he let one loose.

"HONK!"

Mako did nothing. Well. That wasn't entirely true. Mako kind of stood there, staring. What the heck.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"I think you might have scared him," Edmund said after a moment. "You don't have to be so loud!"

[the_merriest]

Rikku was damp. Okay, she was wet. She'd been out jumping into puddles.

Clearly, the ideal thing to do was to go back to her room and get Petey and drag him around. Which he was going to enjoy the crap out of, since she was wet and all.

She stopped and stared into the room, recognizing one of the two boys inside.

"Heyyyyyyy," she announced. "You still gots cooties."

There had been an epic handwaved argument this morning about that same topic.

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"I gotts cooties, but you gotts fleas," Reno said, giving Mako an epic squeeze to assist him in proving his point.

Mako hated everything. Ever. A lot.

[the_merriest]

So did Petey. He mrowled unhappily and wriggled. Help? Someone? Please!?

"Nuh-uh," Rikku said. "Yooooooooou do. Kitty sez so. You gots 'em from your weasel."

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"He's not a weasel. He's a stuperhero," Reno decided, quite on the fly and with a firm stomp of the foot.

He was going to demonstrate by lifting Mako into the air and swinging in circles.

Mako really, really hated everything, now. And he honked mournfully so that the world would know.

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"Petey's a stupernero too!" Rikku declared, hands on her hips. This meant she had to lift him over her head and --

Uh.

"Go up, kitty!" she said peevishly. This was difficult, as Rikku was little and Petey was kinda big.

So she heaved him up into the air.

"He flies," she said proudly.

[raspberryturk]

Fandom really needed a weetiny intervention society for situations like this. Someone to go door to door to make certain that any pets were not in the hands of those who were just barely old enough to ride on the dragon wagon with their parents at theme parks.

Because Mako? Was totally going up in the air as well. Toward the bed, yes, but it was still possibly the worst day ever for the little ferret.

"They BOTH fly."

[the_merriest]

Unintentional pet abuse: yet another unfortunate side effect of Fandom Weirdness.

For his part, Petey landed safely and was going to be over here. Away from his mommy-that-wasn't-quite-his-mommy. Because even he knew she was dim right now.

"He flew betters," she insisted.

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"Nuhhhh, he just landed betters," Reno protested, making his way over to the bed in an attempt to scoop up Mako again.

Mako, on the other hand, was trying to burrow his way to safety under the covers. Oh, great weasel in the sky, what did he do to deserve this?!

[the_merriest]

"He don't like you," Rikku decided, noticing Mako scrambling away from Reno. "Cause you gots cooties."

Never mind that she had, earlier, postulated that the weasel was the source of the cooties. Details.

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"And you gots fleas!" Reno threw the covers back off of the bed, and made a flying leap for Mako. "An' he does too like me! Your stinky flea cat doesn't like you!"

How, oh how did these two ever get along when they weren't wee?

[the_merriest]

It probably involved that gross kissing stuff they liked to do.

"You're a stupidhead," she announced. "An' you're meeeeeeeeean."

[raspberryturk]

"I am," Reno said proudly. And then, after a long, thoughtful pause, he added, "Do you have any candy?"

Deadpool gave him permission to punch people to take their candy.