Chen Mo kept his hand pressed against the dog's face.
Deadpool's tail was still sweeping back and forth beside his leg, clearing a semicircle through the white flowers on the ground.
"Darling, holding me down this long could easily make me think we've already settled into married life."
"Married life generally doesn't require one partner to be dewormed regularly."
Chen Mo pushed the dog's head a little farther away.
Deadpool went with it, flopping onto the ground and rolling belly-up, both front paws curled against his chest.
A dog's appearance really was deceptive.
And that deceptive appearance made it all too easy to trigger a dog owner's instinctive physical response.
Chen Mo had already raised his hand, his fingertips just short of that red-and-black fur, when Wade Wilson's original appearance fortunately surfaced in his mind.
His hand immediately changed direction and brushed the dog hair off his suit.
"Don't even think about it."
"I haven't even said anything yet."
"You're already showing me your belly."
By the pool, Loki took no part in this conversation that severely undermined the taste of the First Sorcerer of the Nine Realms.
He lifted the speck of white light, sending green magic outward along its threads. The instant a thread touched the golden runes high above, all of Heven trembled slightly.
Odin's seal bounced it back.
The TemPad behind Deadpool's collar showed no response either.
We can get in.
But we can't get out?
Loki looked up at the seal, his expression growing a little uglier.
Looks like I've overplayed my hand.
If anyone still remembered the recap, he had been trying to escape prison.
If the purpose of his escape was to stay in another prison, why didn't he simply return to Asgard?
Outside the inner courtyard's gates, Angela stood beneath a