Kickin' Ass and Takin' Names // Deadpool's Daughter *ON HOLD*

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I followed him out the door and into the library where there was probably about 15 students waiting for father. "Hello everybody, my name is Logan and this is Grace and we are going to be your substitutes for today."

Oh, the look on their faces was priceless, everyone's jaws dropped. I don't know if they were shocked to be in the same room as "The great almighty Wolverine" or that I was substituting them. They were all examining us, well mostly me, from head to toe.

After 20 seconds of awkwardness, I looked at the notes father left for me on the desk and thank gosh they were going to watch a video for half of the class. The less talking, the better off I am. And I know how father hates having his students watch videos when he could do all the teaching himself. He really did make this easy for me.

I briefly looked over the talking points and I knew Logan was going to have to handle at least half of them and I figured I would let him talk about the first talking point because he is extra happy today.

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Two hours later

I and Logan stood next to father's desk waiting for the last few students to shuffle out the door. "That has got to be the most boring-est thing I have ever done." I muttered making sure all the students had left so they didn't really hear me, though I really wouldn't care if they did hear me.

"I'm glad it's over." Logan said sternly as he went out the door, slamming it shut.

"Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." I said to myself as I shuffled over to father's desk.

"He's kinda always like that." I jumped upon hearing these words from a mysterious voice coming behind me.

I quickly turned around to see a six foot something man standing in the doorway. He immediately took me off guard with burn scars covering all over his face and neck. I was so taken back by his scars that I barely even examined the rest of him. I think he was wearing a ragged zip up hoodie and some old jeans.

"Uh... He-Hello." I couldn't even talk straight; I was just so focused on his face and features.

"Hello, Willow."