Angel & Wade | Monday Afternoon (backdated)

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Angel got fireworks as a gift from her cousin and Wade catches her as she's sneaking off to use them. Obviously, since it involves explosives, it's best for him to supervise.


It was late afternoon when Angel finally set out for the quarry, having spent most of the day getting ready for her outing. She rarely used the area, seeing it as territory for people with bigger "guns" than hers to play in but she'd used it a few times in the past. Trying to turn sand into glass had been a fun time! This time out, though, wasn't about her powers at all - or, at least, not fully. She glanced over her shoulder at the mansion, wondering if the Professor was watching, and then spent the next two minutes trying to get herself out of that kind of mindset because he totally was going to pick up on that, if nothing else.

Shaking her head as if to physically remove the thoughts, she hefted the box more firmly into her arms and, Very Carefully, nonchalantly started to make her way down.

Wade watched the redheaded chick make her way so non-surreptitiously out of the mansion and then followed. Because that was a big box and he wanted to know what was inside. She was heading somewhere with purpose, she just wasn't hiding the fact that her purpose was probably shady very well. The thought made him smile. "Hola, Chiquita."

Angel nearly actually left the ground as she shrieked and almost activated her powers as her fight or flight reflexes attempted to come in. However, she knew what was in the box and she knew that it would be a really bad decision to set it on fire at that moment so she settled for turning around and hopping a bit like a distressed rabbit. "Holy crap, why hasn't someone equipped you with bells yet?" she asked, voice a bit high pitched.

"Because that would hamper my ability to sneak. Also, nobody's figured out how to make the bells stay on yet. I'm really good at getting out of them. What's in the box?" Wade let his smile widen into a grin. She'd squeaked, sort of. It was kind of endearingly amusing.

"Nothin'," she said, immediately, shifting the box slightly away from him. Unfortunately for her, while the swimming, training with the guys and the X-Men had built up her strength nicely, it didn't really help the fact that the box was almost too big for her to comfortably carry. It wasn't like she had T-Rex arms but it was a pretty large box.

"I will make you a deal, my slightly shady friend who is not so good at lying," Wade said, holding up his finger as though he were confirming something. "I will carry that box for you to wherever you're going if you'll tell me what's in it. And I won't tell anybody else."

Really, it was the fact that her fingers were in the middle of cramping up on her that made up her mind. "Okay, but I'll totally set your sheets on fire if you tell anyone." Angel glanced around to make sure no one was near by, though she didn't entirely rule out an exasperated Professor Xavier, and as Wade reached to take the box out of her arms, she staged whispered, "One of my favoritest cousins in the whole world stopped by and brought me all these illegal butonlyinthisstate fireworks. I'm going down to the quarry to blow them up before someone takes them or wants to blow them up with me."

It was one thing for Kyle to help her blow them up but it had been something that, weirdly, she hadn't wanted the entire school to know she was doing. She was a firebug in more ways than one.

"Heh," Wade said, hefting the box and nodding for her to walk with him. "Butonlyinthisstate? That means they're the good kind, then. Awesome. Can I blow one up? I like bottle rockets, personally. You can aim those."

She pursed her lips slightly as she led the way. "My mom always did tell me I had to share more." Angel grinned at him. "Besides, how can I tell someone no who likes blowing things up?" She rubbed her hands in glee, letting small sparks fly slightly. "I love it."

"That," Wade said, pointing at the sparks coming off her knuckles, "Is incredibly convenient, since I don't have any matches on me. I was completely unprepared for blowing things up." But maybe, one day, he'd show her how to use C4. The thought made him smile again.

Angel managed to sketch out a little half-bow while walking without falling over. "My powers are the most practical things ever. And they make me fly. I am so awesome. And modest. But mostly so very awesome."

Laughing, Wade nodded. "I can see that quite clearly. What sorts of things have you blown up?"

"Does myself count? I mean, that's kind of blowing something up - it might not count though, because I'm fire proof." They were now closer to the quarry than they were to the mansion and Angel was nearly bouncing clear off her feet as they walked along the path. "John and I used to practice on abandoned cars - and then when I got better, we would just do it for stress relief." She slanted a look at him and giggled. "Should I ask you what sorts of things have you blown up or do we not have enough time for that?"

"You can blow yourself up? Hm...no, I don't think that counts. And you could ask me, but I should probably answer with just the most interesting one, since otherwise the list does get kind of long." Wade paused to consider that, flipping through all the things he'd blown up over the years. Jeeps, shacks, boats, doors. He really did like using C4. "I'll go with a fortune cookie making factory. Definitely the most interesting thing I've blown up. And it was really only part of the factory. But after the explosion, all these fortunes that had yet to be shoved into cookies came down like snow and that was pretty cool."

The access road was beneath their feet and Angel's level of excitement kept bubbling up as they got closer. "You blew up a fortune cookie factory?" she asked, eyes huge. "For real? I mean, that's kind of a shame because fortune cookies are delicious and you can play the "In Bed / With Cheese" game! But, on the other hand - that's REALLY AWESOME. You blew up a fortune cookie factory! And it snowed fortunes! How do you top that?"

"I know, right? That's why it's my favorite. No fortune cookies were actually injured during the explosion," Wade said, tone solemn. "So where are we going, exactly?"

"The quarry! The number one best place on the grounds to blow things up without accidentally blowing up, you know, Monkey Joe or setting someone on fire."

Monkey Joe was the squirrel. Wade pondered blowing him up for a moment, but figured that was mean and so pushed the thought from his mind. Also, his potential progeny might get upset if he blew up the potential progeny's girlfriend's squirrel. "Sweet. I like not setting things on fire by accident. That's kind of key, y'know? If you want to set it on fire on purpose, that's all well and good. Unintentional fires - or explosions, for that matter - are kind of bad. Like this one time, this guy I knew, he didn't get out of the way of this grenade launcher in time and got hurtled through the air - he wound up being alright, cause he landed in some bushes, but still."

"... you've totally led a really weird and varied life, haven't you?" Angel asked, making her way down to the quarry bed. "I mean, I think you've got some of the X-Men beat in weird and wacky hijinks and I didn't think that was possible! I've read all of the old case files by now!"

"Well, yeah," Wade said, shrugging a little as they finally reached their destination. "Or at least a very varied life." And weird, but sometimes it was best to just keep up the facade. "So, are we gonna get this party started or what?" Putting the box down carefully, the mercentary raised his eyebrows at the redhead whose name he still hadn't actually gotten. He should work on that.

Grinning, Angel reached out to take the box again and when she moved it, Wade could see written on the top "Angel, have fun with this. Don't tell mom, dad, your mom, your dad or anyone else vaguely related to us know that I bought you your weight in fireworks. Don't blow yourself up ~ Love, Lou." "Oh man, are we ever!" she said, nearly dancing in place as she set it on the ground. "This is going to be SO COOL."

Laughing, Wade nodded. Because this was, indeed, going to be 'so cool.' "Hey, I'm Wade by the way. I feel like if we're blowing stuff up, we should probably know who's name to shout if something goes wrong."

"Angel," she said, reaching up to shake his hand now that she wouldn't drop the box or anything. Angel grinned. "We kept managing to miss each other but I've totally heard about you - I mean, you're the Moose Man, you're kind of hard to overlook."

Wade grinned, obviously pleased at his notoriety. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Angel. I'm looking forward to blowing up some fireworks and maybe some rocks with you." C4 definitely existed somewhere in this girl's future. Probably the near future.

She looked down at the box in what could only be called absolute glee. "I think I'll bow to the expert here - how do you think we should set these babies up? Individually or in groups or ..."

"Let's see what we've got here," Wade said, opening the box and sliding the tray holding the contents out very, very carefully. "Okay, we've got some bottle rockets... oh - a twelve-shot finale rack. Your cousin totally loves you." Humming a little tune to himself, the mercenary sorted through the rest of the box's contents and wound up grinning. "I think we should save the fountains for right before we do the finale rack. Everything else is fair game - I'll hold the bottle rockets, if it comes to it, or maybe you should, since you're fire proof. Hm... that is, assuming we can't find a bottle, of course."

"Well -" A quick glance around showed Angel exactly what she'd been expecting to see - the area completely clean of any kind of trash. After all, she supposed it was hard to litter with a house full of telepaths, people who could track or those with powers to throw the trash back in through your window. "I think I should totally hold the bottle rockets. My clothes are generally all fire proof and I don't think you want to also known as Mr. Hot Pants." She squinted at him. "Unless you already are ..."

"My pants are very hot," Wade deadpanned, "But they're not fireproof. So I think that means you're up, red."

Snickering under her breath, Angel scurried to get set up. She was clearly excited. Not only did she get to blow up a bunch of things but she also had an unexpected partner in crime. That was nice and she was glad that Wade was living up to his kind of wild reputation around the mansion. A moose? For reals and not for play? She glanced up from where she was setting up. "Ready to get your mind blown?"

"Wait, let me check with my delicate sensibilities," Wade said, holding up one finger and letting a thoughtful expression fall into place over his face. A moment later, he nodded and said, "Yes. Yes, we're ready to be blown away. Figuratively, of course. Lighter her up, red."

Not even bothering with any witty remarks, because not only was she starting to run out but she wanted to just blow something up at this point, Angel set to work. The finale rack she left alone for the moment, along with the ones that Wade had pointed out to save for last, but - as he said - everything else was fair game. Even as the bottle rocket in her hands started to smoke, lines of other fireworks, both near and further out from her, started to as well. She grinned over her shoulder at him as little wisps of fire flared up in her hair.

"This is going to be awesome!"

Wade grinned. He couldn't help it - it looked like a good majority of the fireworks that'd been in the box and were now arrayed around his new friend were going to go off at approximately the same time. It really was going to be awesome. "How do you feel about becoming a Benevolent-Overlord-In-Training?"

"Does it come with dental?"

"No, but it comes with minions."

She laughed as the fireworks exploded in a myriad of colors - reds, blues, silvers, greens and everything in-between. Her cousin had certainly done well by her. It lit up the entire area as firework after firework exploded and Angel felt a thrill of glee run through her. As the "bottle" rocket in her hands started to go, Angel grinned at Wade and yelled "That sounds awesome! I'm totally in!"