Hey, for whatever it's worth, Deadlock for once isn't trying to get at her grenades. Just her, you know...bumpers.

And that's right, Flashpoint, think of those poor, innocent plushies and what they'd think of their daddy if they saw him screaming and wiggling under deadly ticklings.

Or no, wait, don't think about that. Especially not while she presses her mouth against his, and the Ominous Growl he was going for turned instead into some Surprised Happy Sound He Didn't Know He Could Even Make?

Good job, Flashpoint. You broke him.