Do not shoot me please. I'm just on an updating cram to update my stories so this is like redicously short TT_TT

Next chapter will have conscious Bobby and lovers quarrels

Woodchips

John felt his blood run cold.

He couldn't help but snort in his head for the irony of that thought. There in front of him was Bobby Drake. Aka Iceman. Head slumped forward and looking disturbingly vulnerable. He let his eyes linger on the prone figure a second more before looking questioningly at Magneto.

The older man held a content smile on his face and let a little chuckle slip from his mouth.

"No need to be scared little pyro. He's heavily sedated. He won't be waking up any time soon."

Next to him mystique snickered.

John glared at hard at her, knowing she wasn't in the least bit intimidated.

"I'm not scared." He hissed through his teeth, eyes going back to magneto.

"What I want to know is why he is here?"

Magneto turned towards the woman and nodded, which she then strutted over to the unconscious iceman. Pyro couldn't help but ball his fists when the blue serpent snaked one of her arms around Bobby's shoulders and began untying him, making sure to smirk at the pyromaniac all the while.

Magneto chose that moment to start talking again.

"The reason why he is here is because we found him trying to sneak into our facility. But as you can see that didn't go as smoothly as he had thought."

John shoved his hands into his pockets, where he fingered his zippo.

"Then why is he still alive?"

"So we can convert him of course."

The older man said it as if it would be the easiest thing in the world. Like the unconscious mutant in the room with them wasn't a part of the other team. Like that bag of blonde self-righteousness wasn't all peace and love for humans and mutants. Like he wasn't his ex-best friend…

Pyro lifted an eyebrow and scoffed out loud.

"Oh yeah? And how do we suppose we do that? I know him; he won't exactly be shooting rainbows out his ass when he wakes up."

Mystique finished untying bobby, and let him fall to the floor with a loud thud. John had to restrain himself to not drive after the other to catch him.

Mystique's yellow eyes lit up as the smirk she wore started sprouting words.

"That's what you're for beautiful."

She walked around the chair and kneeled down so she was next to the fallen figure. Her hands went to Bobby's head and gripped his hair pulling it back.

"Since you two are such good friends, maybe you'll persuade him."

God he would give anything to light her blue ass on fire! He swore if she touched bobby again.

"Sorry to burst your little bubble," john glared at her before turning back to Magneto. "But we aren't exactly on friendly terms right now."

Magneto started walked towards the door, chuckling a little, Mystique following him. As the older man's silhouette started to disappear into the hallway he spoke.

"Friendship is never lost, my dear Pyro."

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