Cream-Filled Grief

Disclaimer: I so totally don't own any Marvel or X-Men or really much of anything. But I DO own the weird thoughts in my head. Which include being willing to try to make the knock-off recipes for the poor guy! Actually, my first story ever posted here, and based on actual news stories. Enjoy!

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The blue-furred mutant sat in the club chair, elbows on his knees and face in his hands. He drew a shuddering sigh, louder than the television news program. Next to him, the white haired weather witch soothingly stroked his back.

"Oh, Hank. I'm so sorry."

His voice, normally smooth and strong, was now meek, small, and filled with pain and loss.

"What will I do now, 'Ro? They were supposed to last forever! I... I don't know if I can stand it..." Her heart twisted when she heard him sniffle. The great ambassador was actually in tears.

"Repeating our top story, Hostess has announced that they will be closing permanently as of..." Storm clicked the remote to turn it off.

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A review might motivate me to write some more stories about my favorite blue doctor...