Regular Working Mutant
#Gambit is broke. Skint. Bankrupt. Penniless. The X-Men convince him to get a job, but can he resist falling back into his criminal ways?#
Disclaimer: I own nothing, nada, zip.
Scene 01
"Bobby! Give that back!"
"Chill Magma, I'm just borrowin' it…"
"Bobbieeeeeeeee!" Whoosh! Iceman suddenly regretted stealing Amara's new MP4 player as a fireball fizzed past his left ear. He felt the heat on his face as it passed him, heading towards the front door. Just before the fireball hit the glass, the door swung open and someone just outside had to duck. Bobby used the momentary distraction to dive past the newcomer and disappear out into the grounds. Magma was not impressed, shoving the newcomer out of the way and charging after Iceman with a look of thunder on her face.
"What is going on out here?" Storm asked, coming into the foyer. In the doorway, Gambit gave a shrug. He'd nearly been singed by hot magma and mown down by two teenage tearaways, which about figured given the day he was having. There really was never a dull moment living at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters…
Before he answered Storm, Gambit somehow put his shoulder to the door and wrangled his way over the threshold. Storm gasped to see the Cajun ex-Acolyte struggling with an assortment of large, multicoloured shopping bags. Gambit saw the expression on Storm's face and gave a wry, humourless smile.
"When Blaze shops," he told her, "she shops."
On cue, Gambit's girlfriend Blaze made her entrance. She waltzed through the door in heeled shoe-boots, wearing a pleated tulip skirt and matching top in shades of baby blue. Stopping by Gambit, she pushed her overlarge sunglasses onto her head to rest amidst her mane of long red curls. There was a small designer bag hanging from her right arm, whilst her left hand carried a fruit smoothie in a clear plastic cup.
"Good day?" Storm asked with a chuckle, making Blaze smile.
"Great day," the English girl beamed. She didn't get any further as suddenly Tabitha and Kitty appeared at the top of the staircase. Kitty gave a squeak and yelped, "You're back!"
"You get anything for us?" Boom Boom asked, leading the charge down to the foyer.
"Maybe," said Blaze. "Give us a hand with the bags?"
Kitty and Tabby did not need any encouragement. Gambit braced himself as the three girls swarmed round him, taking the shopping. Blaze stood on her tiptoes to kiss Gambit's stubbly cheek, whispered "love ya," and then the girls were gone. Gambit found he had been holding his breath, and let it out with a sigh.
"Long day," he told Storm in answer to her earlier question, "dis boy need a stiff drink."
"Coffee?" Storm offered, taking Gambit by the arm and leading him towards the kitchen.
"Sounds good Chere," Remy agreed. "You gotta tell me, is it normal for a guy's feet to hurt like dis after ten hours in the mall?"
"I'm afraid so," Ororo said. "Take a seat Remy, you look exhausted!" Gambit did as he was told, collapsing into a chair melodramatically and dropping his head to rest on his arms on the table. Then, just as sensationally, he lurched upright again and pulled his moth-eaten wallet from the back pocket of his jeans. Sitting down once more, he opened the wallet and peered inside distrustfully. A single green banknote looked back at him. Gambit removed it from the wallet and smoothed it flat on the table. Ten dollars. All the money he had left in the world in one lousy note.
"Hey thanks Gambit," Kurt bamfed in from nowhere and snatched the ten bucks up off the table. "I thought you'd forgotten about the money you owed me." Then he was gone again, leaving a cloud of grey smoke where he had teleported. Gambit put his elbows on the table and buried his head in his hands. He was broke, penniless, destitute, and he had no idea what to do about it…
Roll titles…………………………………………………