Deadpool? Still overly excited about teaching this subject. Like a giddy school girl even.

Though that put images of himself in a little plaid miniskirt and, while hot, was not something he wanted to think about. Ever. (But the knee socks would compliment the look so wonderfully!)

He hated his brain sometimes.

Once the kiddies (And Turtles! And Space Pirates!) were all there, he settles in for some real, honest to goodness teaching. Real. Totally.

"I'm hiring you kids for your first jobs today," Deadpool said, grinning like a lunatic, so basically just his normal grin. "Your payment will be a good grade and a start on your reputation as a mercenary. But mostly just my happiness over a job well done. I might even bring pastries for those who completed the task well, but only for them. People who fail get to watch the others eat delicious baked goods and wish they could have some, but they can't. Nuh-uh!"

He shook his head before going off about yummy desserts more. "Your job, should you chose to accept and I'm not really giving you a choice about it because I'm a mean horrible teacher and it's fun, is to torment Aly as much as humanly possible."

With that said, he engaged in some nice, healthy, relaxing, maniacal laughter. Like ya do.

"Break up into groups of two or three and brainstorm the ideas, once you have something, Let me know and we'll work something."

[[ooc: Please wait for OCD is up! Have at it! And I will explain the assignment in the OOC, if'n you need.]]