Muse is feeling peckish; apparently it's his mun's fault

[ishotyouuu]

Do you know how long it's been.

No, seriously. Do you know. How long. It's BEEN?!

Do you know what it feels like to be surrounded by so many ridiculously attractive people and not being able to do anything about it? I know I've got two working hands and that's all well and good, but sometimes you like hearin' a voice other than your own, y'know?

And don't be givin' me all that PSL malarkey. More like "oh, let's give old Wade a taste of the good life and then just take it away from him". I know what you're up to, you foul temptress, and if you think I'm gonna stand for it you've got another think comin', you hear me? I will totally go Lysistrata on your ass.

Let's see how you like it when you've got all this pent-up inspiration and no way to act on it. Then we'll see who's crawling on their hands and knees.

...

...Oh god dammit that was a poor choice of words, wasn't it.

Come on! Just one time! Please?!

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[sarcasticat]

Some of us have better things to do than listen to the drivel coming out of your mouth.

[Mogget licks one paw to start cleaning himself as he speaks.]

[ishotyouuu]

[Oh, he is not getting dissed by a goddamn feline.]

Oh, I'm sorry. Did I interrupt your little cat-nap or whatever?

Trust me, if I got what I wanted every once in a while, you wouldn't be hearing me complain.

[sarcasticat]

No, I would never let something as unimportant disturb my sleep.

[And by something unimportant, he means someone. And by someone, he means Wade.]

Get a hobby, it'll keep you busy.

[ishotyouuu]

...Weren't you listening? I have a hobby.

But you can only do it so many times in one day or you'll never make it out your front door before passing out.

[Too bad you didn't pick a form with opposable thumbs, Mogget. You're missing out.]

It's a pale comparison to the real thing, anyway. Hence my little tirade. ...Wait, do you even have any idea what I'm talking about?

totally almost tagged this with al then...

[sarcasticat]

[He looks up from where he had been finishing washing his paws, fixing brilliant green eyes on Deadpool in a disconcerting way.]

Sex.

oh god no Al don't get involved in this

[ishotyouuu]

[Well, ask a stupid question... Deadpool's momentarily surprised by the bluntness of this answer, but then remembers who it is he's talking to. A talking cat is still a cat, after all.]

So you see my problem, then.