The Name's Bobby; Bobby Drake
Author:
NatasDisclaimer:
I don't own anything here, NOTHING! *grumble grumble*Summary:
Bobby and you and a bottle make three tonight!Authors Note:
This was written in a boring class, so bleh.More Notes:
RIGHTS FOR SCOTT!_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
(~A blonde guy sits at the table you are at~) Hey, my name is Robert; Robert Drake. You can call me Bobby, though. I'll let you. Some people call me 'Iceman', too.
Okay, enough with the introductions. What do you want to know? You don't know!? Okay, do you want to know about me? The X-Men? What!? You gotta tell me what ya wanna know so I can tell you!
My powers? Okay, where do I start? Well, I freeze things. Hence the nick name, Iceman. NO! Not 'Ice-cream Man!' Just plain Icemen. What kind of things you say? All kinds of things. Water, gases. Just about anything. Some people take advantage of that, namely Jubilee...
(~Jubilee sticks her tongue out at him~) Don't stick your tongue out at me! Don't make me freeze your face that way, Jubilee! Don't think I won't. Yeah, turn around, I thought so!
(~He turn's his attention back to you~) Any way's... Sorry 'bout that. Where was I? Never mind... Anymore questions?
Am I gay!? Oh... That's not me, that's the slash Bobby. You know what I mean? No? Okay, I'm not the only Bobby. Yes, there are more of me. There's the gay Bobby, he's in the restroom with Remy (AKA: Gambit) "washing his hands." He's doing something with his hands, but he's not washing them... yet.
There's also the hopeless romantic Bobby. Quite a few of those, now that I think about it... They're over there at the bar trying to pick up some girls and getting smacked around in the process. (~There is a loud *SMACK*~) OW! That's gonna leave a mark.
Who else...? Oh yeah! There's the comedy Bobby. He's sitting over there with St. John, Kitty, and Jubilee.
God! I'm forgetting some!... Who else is there?... Fighter Bobby! That's it! There's a Bobby meant specifically for the action and fighting stories. He's out in some other story right now.
There's one more... ARG! Who is i... *DUH* It's me! HA! How could I forget about myself? Well, I'm the drama king Bobby. If another Bobby dies in a story, I'm the one that gargles out his last words. If there's a need for drama (or actual talent) they call me. But that's hardly ever. Any more questions? No? okay.
(~Bobby stands up and put's on an apron~) Now then, are you ready to order?
~FIN~
(FOR REAL!)
