Summary: Bobby and John do a school project together...do I need to say more?
-Blasto-
Scott gave his class two weeks to finish an assigned project and eventually present it. Bobby and John just got back from Scott's class. They didn't even start their project and John already started to complain.
"Tell me again why we are doing this? You know I can't draw!" John fell back on his bed as he started to toss his lighter up in the air and catch it. It wasn't smart but he didn't care.
"Neither can I"
Bobby was calm and obviously John wasn't.
"Then why the hell did you pick this for us?" John was trying to figure out if Bobby was high or something so he said it out loud as he sat up, "Are you high right now? And if you are where can I get some?"
"I thought making a comic book would be fun" It was a simple and honest answer. Bobby paused, "No I'm not high! I just like a challenge"
John pointed his lighter at Bobby, "Okay but you're the one who cares about grades"
"What does that mean? And don't point that thing at me!"
"Isn't it obvious Bobby? We are going to fail. What's your problem...it's not a dildo!!"
Bobby glared. Which meant 'remember the time...'
It took John a few minutes to remember, "Oh...I forgot about that incident"
"You thought it was funny"
John sighed, "Yeah...good times"
"That was NOT a good time for me!"
John smirked, "Who cares about you!"
"Me...for one! Anyway we won't fail trust me, so who's going to be the one to draw?"
"How about we each draw a stick figure and the one that's better will do the drawing"
Bobby agreed to John's idea. John drew his in one minute. Bobby took five minutes to draw his. They laid the drawings next to each other on the floor just staring at them. Either they were scary as in really bad or...there isn't anyway to sugarcoat it so yes they were dreadful!
John spoke first...
"We are definitely going to fail!"
"Now I agree with you and those are the proof" Bobby replied referring to the drawings. "Hell we can't even draw stick figures! But we are going to do this because once I set my mind on something I do it"
John moaned while Bobby ignored him.
They were still staring at the hideous drawings. John laughed, "Mine looks better than yours and you took longer to draw it"
Bobby replied, "Mine has more details as where yours doesn't"
"I'm not one for details"
"Yeah I know John! You're a horrible message taker"
"It's not like I'm getting paid to do it"
"But they're important..."
Bobby showed John an old message:
-Mom, 4:00 pm, underwear-
"Since when, are calls from your mom important especially ones about underwear??"
Bobby blushed, "Wrong note"
John grinned, "I doubt that"
"Anyway yours does not look better than mine"
"Does too"
"Does not"
"You better burn these before Piotr see's them...he might want to kill us for drawing so bad!"
"My pleasure" Bobby gave them to John and they were turned to ash in a snap. "Whatever Bobby you can draw...I rather not. What's next?"
"We should cut the paper in half this way we can make the book smaller and that means less drawing"
"Can't we just use a blank book?" John asked.
"No, we want it to be original"
John sighed, "That takes too much work"
"It will be better this way trust me"
John shrugged meaning 'whatever' and held up the paper while Bobby was cutting it. "Hey! Watch where you're cutting! Do you want to cut my fingers off?"
"Yes! This way you can't play with your stupid lighter"
"I would just have to learn to use it with my left hand...and it's not stupid!"
"I'm done...what's next?"
"We need a name for the superhero"
"First what does he look like?" Bobby asked.
John grinned, "He's going to look like Scott"
"Same powers?" Bobby asked.
John thought about it for a moment and grinned again, "Yes and his name will be Blasto"
Bobby laughed, "Blasto?"
"Yes" John was totally serious.
"Blasto" Bobby said again and paused..."I like it"
"Great...now we need a villain...it's going to be a girl"
Bobby was caught off guard, "A girl?"
"Yes and you will see later why"
"She needs a name and a power"
"Logan...and her power will be the ability to manipulate the earth"
"That's a guys name..."
"I knew a girl named Logan plus it works since our character is based on Scott"
Bobby laughed, "True"
"By the way, stop questioning me! I may not show it but I do have a brain"
Bobby was being sarcastic, "You do?"
John threw a paper ball at Bobby, "Shut up! Oh and my lighter isn't stupid!"
Bobby threw it back, "You're still upset about that?"
"Yes" John smirked, "And I have an idea"
'That's not good' Bobby thought. "What?"
John took the lighter from his pocket and held it up to Bobby's face, "Kiss it"
"No way!"
John shoved it closer, "Do it"
"No!"
"Just do it so we can continue"
Bobby sighed and kissed it.
John grinned, "Now say you're sorry...and mean it!"
Bobby rolled his eyes, "Are you serious?"
"Does it look like I'm kidding?" John was serious.
Bobby couldn't believe he was doing this. "Sorry" Bobby mumbled as he rolled his eyes once more.
John elbowed him, "For what?"
"Calling it stupid"
"Not to me...the lighter" John wanted to laugh but he was able to keep a straight face.
Bobby still couldn't believe he was doing this...apologizing to a lighter, "Calling you stupid"
John was satisfied and placed the lighter in his pocket again, "Thank you...man I wish others saw that! They would be laughing their asses off!!"
"You made me do that for nothing?"
"Pretty much" John grinned as he started laughing his ass off.
"Now that you're done humiliating me and acting like a jack ass...as usual; can we get back to work now?"
"I guess so" John finished laughing with a pleased sigh.
"It's not that funny"
"Okay Mr. Smarty Iceballs...I'll go ask some of the other guys" John walked towards the door.
"NOOOOOOO" Bobby yelled as he iced the door knob.
"Ha! I thought so" John turned around.
"Okay you win...if you did that to someone else I would be laughing" Bobby admitted.
"Okay Picasso lets get started on drawing this disaster!"
Bobby was on the floor drawing for over two hours. John was next to him and he was doing the coaching and the story line.
"This page needs f-"
Bobby threw the pencil on the floor, "John, every page can not have fire in it!!!"
John sighed, "Fine be like that"
He picked up the pencil again, "I'm the one drawing and your not"
"You just don't like fire...admit it"
"It melts ice so why should I like it"
"Simple...cause fire is better"
"Is not"
"Is too...I can ask anyone and I'm sure most will say fire!"
"Well with out ice where would your drinks be?" Bobby waited a few seconds for an answer.
John was silent.
"Warm!" Bobby yelled.
John moved the comic book away from Bobby. He felt Bobby was getting weird and maybe it was because he was drawing for over two hours.
"Are you okay?" John asked.
"I don't know"
"Bobby...you are starting to scare me"
"Me too"
John got up from the floor, "We need a break"
"I agree with you on that!"
"Okay just don't get yourself excited again. Take a deep breath and try to chill out"
Bobby grinned, "I think I can handle that"
John and Bobby took a needed break. They ate junk food, fooled around (there is always time for that), argued about everything, fooled around some more...
"Okay I can safely say I'm chilled out"
John was on the couch in a relaxed position, "I don't want to go back now"
"We're almost done...the sooner we get back to our room the sooner we can finish"
"Yeah, yeah you're right...most of the time you're not but on this you're right"
They finished the rest in an hour. John still wanted fire on every page and Bobby continued to say 'no'.
Bobby rubbed his hand, "I'll never draw again...I'll never doodle in my notebook again...NEVER!"
John patted Bobby on the shoulder, "Do you remember why we took a break earlier...well you are doing the exact same thing again"
"Oh"
"It's okay Bobby I totally understand"
"You do?"
"No...not really"
2 weeks went by. John was early for Scott's class...for once. He felt their comic book came out fine. Bobby's hand felt better but he still swore off drawing for life.
John was eager to present his masterpiece...it was a different type of showing off. He was going to be the one to do most of the talking. He didn't even go over it with Bobby so everything that came out of John's mouth would be a surprise to Bobby except for the summary of their project.
John volunteered to go up first. Scott was a little surprised at hiss enthusiasm. John only gets excited about something if it's on fire...and nothing was visibly on fire.
"Bobby and I present to you 'Blasto'. There would have been more fire but Bobby wouldn't put it in"
The class moaned.
John pointed to Bobby, "He's anti-fire"
Bobby crossed his arms, "No, just anti-John a.k.a. Pyro"
John talked about the summary for 10 minutes.
John grinned at his conclusion, "Since there won't be anymore installments of Blasto we had to kill him. It was either him or Bobby. If I had my way it would have been both...anyway Blasto is killed by Logan with no mercy."
Scott interrupted, "Let me see if I got this correct, Blasto was killed by a girl let alone named Logan?"
"Correct"
Scott crossed his arms, "That's just brutal"
John shook his head to add a little drama, "It was the only way"
"By the way since I have your attention...don't dis the lighter because you won't like the consequences...isn't the right Bobby"
Bobby glared at John and John just smiled innocently as they went back to their seats.
As soon as they got out of class Bobby started to yell at John. "Did you have to say that last part about your lighter? Now everyone is asking me what you did to me!"
"Of course I did...it's me after all!"
Bobby sighed and started to walk away. He had spent way too much time with John.
"Hold up Bobby, I forgot to ask..."
Bobby sighed again and turned around.
John smirked but he was still a little serious, "Why the hell do you still have that note about your underwear?"
A/N: I'm crazy!!! I have no idea how I come up with this stuff!!!! But I hope you thought it was cute...so leave me a review and tell me!