As the two halves of the merc with a mouth fell to the ground, a certain pink pony that had showed up at the wrong time found herself staring down at had once been a living being with utter horror. Her eyes were as wide as dinner plates, her mouth was practically to the ground and as the body began to make gurgling noises, she slowly moved her head over to Deathstroke. Deathstroke glared down at the two halves before he flicked his sword to the side, spraying Deadpool's blood all over the grass.

"Wh...But...huh?" Pinkie asked in utter disbelief, unable to form any words to respond to what she had just witnessed. Deathstroke gave her a quick glance before he glanced down at the two halves of Deadpool, which were still moving around. Slade narrowed his eye before he turned and started to walk away. Pinkie watched him go, until her attention was grabbed by one of Deadpool's arms, which started waving in front of her face.

"Oh my gosh, you're still alive?" Pinkie asked in amazement as she looked down at Wade's two halves, which were flopping around in a pool of his own blood. A few gurgling sounds came out of the two halves of his head, but since Deathstroke had cut him completely in half, Wade's mouth couldn't make proper words since it too was cut in half. "Um, is there anything I can do to help you?"

The side of Deadpool closest to Pinkie pointed to her, then it's own half, then the half that was next to it. Pinkie got to idea and pressed her hooves against the side of Deadpool, pushing it closer to its other half. When the two halves got close enough to each other, they locked hands and pulled the two halves of their bodies closer together. It took a few moments, but eventually the two halves managed to line up the halves so that they were properly side by side. With one last pull Deadpool pulled his body back together and his healing factor took care of the rest.

"Well that hurt like a motherfucker," Deadpool said as he sat up, getting Pinkie to stare at him with amazement. "And I think one of my intestines in now connected to my heart. Oh well, going to have to deal with that later. But anyway, back to what I was saying....OH MY GOD, what an adorable pony!"

"Um, hiya! I'm Pinkie Pie! Are you...alright?" Pinkie both greeted and asked as she looked at the spot where Wade had been split in half.

"Oh please, that is far from the worse thing that has ever been done to me. One time my mouth was sewn shut and my powers were all messed up," Deadpool replied before glaring at the sky. "Thanks for that one, Fox."

"What kind of fox did that to you?" Pinkie asked.

"The worst kind of fox. But enough about those assholes, let talk about you!" Deadpool exclaimed as he kicked up to his feet, grabbing Pinkie under her arms and lifting her over his head. Pinkie let out a laugh as she was held up, while Deadpool glanced over the pony with excitement as confetti fell out of her mane. "You look like something out of those Saturday morning cartoons I used to watch! I'm Wade Wilson, but you can just call me Deadpool, you adorable confetti filled pony!"

"Well hi there Deadpool! Welcome to Equestria! I take it you're not from around here?" Pinkie asked Deadpool.

"Not at all. I come here from another reality, in a place where we have something called television," Deadpool explained in a tone filled with awe.

"Another reality?! Wow, normally I just throw a welcome to Ponyville party for ponies, but I'm going to have to throw you a full blown welcome to Equestria party!" Pinkie squealed with excitement and Deadpool squealed along with her. "Do you like parties, Deadpool?"

"Does a cheap hooker like cocaine?" Deadpool asked in reply getting Pinkie to raise an eyebrow in confusion. "The answer is hell yes. As in hell yes I'll come to your party!"

"You'll come?! Does that mean we can be friends now?"

"Pinkie, we were friends the moment I laid my eyes on you!" Deadpool replied. Pinkie let out a laugh of excitement and joy before Deadpool tucked her under his arm, pointing in a random direction. "Come now, new best friend. Let us go party, be merry and raise ever single religions version of hell!"

"Oh wait a second! I forgot to ask your...friends name," Pinkie said before she turned in Deadpool's grasp to look at Deathstroke. "Yoohoo! You in the orange! Do you want to come have a welcome to Equestria party with us?!"

Deathstroke's response was to glare at the pony with his one eye, but while the look would make most people piss their pants, all Pinkie did was tilt her head and smile at him. Deathstroke then shook his head and walked away, pulling out a small device that he had been giving and pressing it to the side of his helmet.

"This is Slade. Come in," Slade said into the device, hearing only static for a moment.

'Yes Slade, what is it? I gave you that device to contact me for emergencies only.'

"That's just it. There's been a...complication..." Deathstroke replied before glancing back over at Pinkie and Deadpool, who laughing as Deadpool popped balloons with his automatic pistols. "There's another mercenary here, one with powers that make him hard to kill. He says that he's here for the money as well."

'Interesting. I only hired you, so unless he believes that getting the magical source first and bringing it to me will earn him the pay, I do not know why he's there.'

"Will he get my pay if he brings you the source?" Deathstroke asked in a dark tone.

'Not at all. But if he comes from a different buyer and he returns the source to that buyer...well, let's just say that I can't pay you for an incomplete mission. But I'm sure you'll be fine. After all, a second mercenary should be no trouble for the Terminator to deal with, should it?'

Slade got the hint and ceased communications, glancing over his shoulder to see that the pink pony was looking at him once more. She waved a piece of cake towards him before trying to wave him over, but Deathstroke gave her no reply as he turned his glare towards Deadpool. For a brief moment he considered trying to kill him again, but then he turned and started to walk off.

"I don't get it. Why doesn't that guy want any cake?" Pinkie asked Deadpool, who chortled before wrapping an arm around Pinkie's shoulder.

"Look Pinkie Pie, that guy over there is a grade A a-hole," Deadpool told Pinkie. "He's all serious and "focus on the mission" kind of guy. He's the last person that you'd expect to turn up at any party, unless he was there to crash it."

"Oh, you know who he is?"

"Yeah I do, I'm his better half. That wannabe pirate is Slade Wilson, a.k.a. Deathstroke the Terminator. He calls himself that because he predicted his death would be by a stroke. Which should be any time now considering how old he is. You seen his hair? All white."

"Oh, Wade and Slade Wilson, huh? Is he your dad?" Pinkie asked, getting Deadpool to throw his head back and laugh at the sky for a solid minute.

"Me? Be that asshole's son? HA! Just because we both have the last name, are both mercenaries, the fact that my father left me when I was young and the fact that I'm practically a carbon copy of this guy with similar features doesn't mean that were-GGGGGAAAAAASSSSSSPPPPP!"

In a blur of red Deadpool threw himself at Slade, who wasn't fast enough to react to the movement. Deadpool wrapped his arms around Slade's body and pinned his arms to his side, before Deadpool lifted Slade from his feet and began to swing him back and forth.

"Oh daddy, it is you! I knew that you would return, even after it had been thirty years after you said you went to the store for a lottery ticket!" Deadpool exclaimed happily.

"Get the fuck off of me!" Deathstroke roared as he strained against Deadpool's submission hold. With his greater might Deathstroke was able to break free of Deadpool's grasp, where he instantly pulled out his submachine gun and pointed it towards the merc. Yet to Deathstroke's confusion he found that Deadpool was no longer in front of him, but had somehow teleported behind him.

"Oh I just can't wait to think of all the things we can do now that we're finally reunited!" Deadpool exclaimed happily. Deathstroke spun and pointed his gun right at Deadpool. "How would like to go bowling?!" Deadpool asked as he pulled out a bowling ball, just in time to deflect the bullet that Deathstroke had tried to put in Deadpool's heart.

"Not a fan of bowling, huh? Perfect split too much for your depth perception I suppose," Deadpool said with a shrug before he turned and tossed the bowling ball over his shoulder. Deathstroke swatted the ball out of the way, before grabbing Deadpool by the shoulder and spinning him around. The moment Deadpool was facing Deathstroke, Deathstroke pointed his gun right between Deadpool's eyes.

"I don't know who you are or what kind of insanity you have, but I will say this once. I am not your father," Slade said in a dead serious tone.

"Nice try dad, but you can't fool me. You're the reason I was created after all," Deadpool replied. Deathstroke pulled the trigger and blew a hole in the center of Deadpool's head, getting a gasp from Pinkie as brains were blown out the back of Deadpool's skull, but as Deathstroke watched Deadpool's head instantly began to heal itself, completely fixing the bullet wound within a few seconds. "And also I seem to have inherited your same murdery personality. Don't worry though, I've been working real hard on it."

"That is an interesting power you have there," Deathstroke said in a calculated voice, trying to figure out the full extent of Deadpool's healing ability. Then he glanced over at the destroyed ship and remembered why he had come to Equestria in the first place. Deathstroke scowled at Deadpool before firing another shot into his head, before tossing his body to the side. Deathstroke then took off at full speed, racing towards the trees that surrounded the crash sight.

"No daddy, don't leave me again!" Wade cried out in agony as Deathstroke ran off, reaching out for the mercenary who quickly vanished into the trees. "Why?! Is it because I'm a better mercenary than you?! Because I'm way more popular than you? Why won't you love me?" Wade asked before he hung his head, sobbing sadly.

"Um, are you alright?" Pinkie asked Deadpool as she walked up beside him, gently patting him on the shoulder. For a brief moment, even with his mask covering his face, Pinkie saw genuine sorrow on Deadpool's face as he sobbed to himself. Then a moment later he perked up and turned his face towards Pinkie.

"Well come on Pinkie, we've got a party to plan!" Deadpool said with his enthusiasm back in his voice. He hopped back up to his feet and bowed slightly to Pinkie. "Lead the way, my small, pink friend."

"Um, don't you want to go after him?" Pinkie asked as she turned her head to the spot where Slade had vanished.

"Nah, I'm sure we'll meet again. But for the time being, I've got other things to focus on," Deadpool replied. "Now don't tell anybody else, but I'm actually here on a secret mission to retrieve something. Something really important that's said to be worth a lot."

"Oh! Do you have any idea what it's called? Maybe I can help you find it?" Pinkie asked.

"Um...nope. Sorry, but my mind's like a toilet at a public restroom. Nobody has any idea what's in it," Deadpool replied, getting Pinkie to gag at the mental image. Pinkie then glanced up at the swords on Deadpool's back and then to the guns strapped to his legs.

"So, you're a mercenary, right?" Pinkie asked. "Does that mean you...hurt others?"

"I only hurt bad people, Pinkie. And, most of the time, I do it to protect others," Deadpool said with pride in his voice, before he made a snorting sound and his body shook with silent laughter. "Nah, mostly I do it for money. But sometimes for justice. Maybe. If some hot chicks or the Avengers are watching."

"Oh okay. For a second I thought you might be a meanie like Slade seems to be," Pinkie said with a happy smile. "So how do you heal so quickly? Do you have magical powers?"

"Ah Pinkie, the story of how I gained my ability to heal is long, painful and is way too horrific for the TV-7 rating of this world," Wade replied. "Ask me again when the censors aren't watching or I'm drunk off my ass."

"Is that what that black box up in the corner is? A rating? Huh."

"So where are we going anyway? I don't mean to sound rude, but I've been holding it in for hours and if I don't get to bathroom soon, I might just blow up," Deadpool told Pinkie.

"I'm taking you to Ponyville. Twilight told me that if I was to meet anypony strange to take them to see her. And you're as strange as they get," Pinkie said with a smile to Deadpool before she hopped along ahead of him.

"Ouch. Dissed by a pony."

"So where do you think Slade ran off to?"

"Please, knowing that one eyed wonder he probably ran off into the woods to practice his pirate talk. If I only had one eye you better believe I would talk like a pirate non-stop," Deadpool said. "Yeah, I bet that's it. He's not doing anything at all that might come back to bite us. Nope. No chance."

"...you think I should tell him this forest is enchanted?"

"Why ruin the surprise?"