Bobby wanted to believe him like he wanted to kiss him. That was very badly too. "He's being human miserable somewhere." He sighed, placing his head in his hands. This was stressful. It was best to not meet John's eyes.
"I highly doubt that." There was a soft chink noise and a few people making gasping noises. Bobby quickly looked up from the table to see John swirling a little ball of fire in his hands. There was a lighter on the table, but he wasn't holding it. "Considering my powers came back."
It only took a minute for the mutant to react, placing his hand over top of the fire before it quickly fell to the table covered in ice. There was a smile on his features for only a minute remembering what they used to in class. It was replaced with a frown and glanced up at John.
"You're not surprised?" He said with a grin as he picked up the lighter recently on the table. The top flicked open and close a few times until the people around them stopped watching. Unsurprisingly, it wasn't the same lighter he had been using. The only thing Bobby could think of was that someone took them from him.
Glancing around the room, he made sure everyone was minding their own business before addressing him. "Well, why would they be gone in the first place?" He asked in confusion. John had not mentioned ever losing them. "I'm kind of looking for how you even got here."
That was true. Pyro rolled the little Zippo lighter around in his fingers trying to decide whether or not he wanted to tell Bobby. Maybe he wanted to leave him curious, but he would eventually have to tell him. He might as well get it over with.
"Basically, after you tried to beat the shit out of me-you failed by the way-the police found me in the shape you left me in. They took me to the nearest hospital, thinking I was a human of course. I guess I didn't look very 'mutanty'. When they found out that I was one, they gave me the cure despite my state of coma." Iceman stared down at the table in guilt as he continued.
"I suppose their new rules is that if you have the cure then you don't get to go to jail even though I was a terrorist. I guess they think that is punishment enough. It would have been, but the almost year I was a coma was all it took for my powers to come back. I highly doubt Magneto still has his powers too."
Bobby was totally stunned. He didn't know what to feel. He felt guilty, angry, happy, sad, and vengeful all in one. "That's not good." He said softly. He didn't know what else to say. He was lacking in words. "You should tell them about Magneto-"
John interrupted him angrily. "Are you kidding? Then they'd take me away. Do you really want me to go to jail?" The mutant asked him in curiosity and leaned forward on the table with his arms crossed in front of him.
To tell the truth, he definitely didn't want John to go to jail. He was happy to see his face again. He thought that maybe he could turn Pyro around to be an x-men again. Of course, he knew not to keep his hopes up. "I don't," He answered truthfully and was given a rare smile from John. "I want you to come back." As if he expected anything less when he started laughing at him. He was such a jackass sometimes.
"Are you kidding?" John raised an eyebrow at Bobby, who just shook his head and looked out the window to avoid his gaze. "You're not kidding? Well, I guess I didn't bring you down here for a family reunion. I'm thinking the only way to keep them away from me -the police that is- is to basically either act harmless or go into a hiding. Wouldn't the school be perfect for that?"
It would and Bobby knew it. He shrugged his shoulders lazily, trying to think of something to say. Having him back would be nice, but it wouldn't be so easy on everyone else. He was basically a trader to everyone, and they would probably still think it. "I wasn't kidding," Bobby sighed in frustration and turned his head back to look at John. "I think it would be exactly what you said. You know, a place to hide and maybe keep you out of trouble."
This was a hard decision to make. He definitely did not want to fall into that "I am helpless now, so let me become an x-man!" category. That was Bobby's thing, not his. He still didn't believe in their 'Live peaceful with humans' shit, but there was one thing that the school had that no one else did. Bobby Drake.