"Hey kiddo! You ready to shop?" Bobby asked, barging into the comic book
store just in time to pick me up. I smiled and nodded grabbing my coat and
yelling a good-bye to my boss. We drove to the Summer Street fair going on
and I immediately went to the music store, the only thing I would actually
admit to missing from home was my guitar. So I picked up the electric that
was plugged in and started playing Jimi Hendrix. Bobby just watched me play
in amazement, like he always did.
"Okay I'm done." I said. I put down my guitar and as it hit the stand we heard, and felt, and explosion. Both of us began to run towards the burning café. I think Bobby was a little shocked to see me running with him, and even more surprised to see me keeping up.
"Go call 9-1-1!" he yelled at me over the commotion. I shook my head and kept running. I wasn't about to let some people die when I knew I could help, that's not the type of person I was raised to be. When we finally reached the café, Bobby gave me a concerned look before muttering something and turning into sheer ice. He ran into the burning building with me right behind him.
"Get out of here!" he growled at me while he froze a bunch of stuff that could possibly explode.
"Fuck off Bobby! I know what I'm doing!" I said and ran back behind the counter, finding an elderly man trapped beneath a burning thing... "Hey Monsieur, I need you t' stay still okay?" he nodded as a few more tears were squeezed from his eyes. I picked up the metal thinger and pushed it off with all my might, not surprised to find that it didn't burn me. Then I turned back to the man, panic was written all over his face. I silently pleaded for him to calm down and to my surprise he did. "Bobby! I can't move by myself!" I yelled I saw him nod and run towards the man and I carried on.
I found a lot of people trapped beneath burning things. Moving them with a bit of difficulty, since I hadn't really done anything to stay in shape. It didn't matter though, the pure adrenaline from the series of events was enough that I never stopped, I just continued pushing debris off of people and helping them out of the building.
"Basement!" one lady choked out. I looked at her with questioning eyes. "The kids are in the basement!" Fear splashed across my face as I turned to the small area that we hadn't searched yet, since it was full of wood and we weren't strong enough to move it.
Without a second thought I ran towards it letting the burn in my hands intensify until the point where I thought I couldn't handle it. Then I reached for the wood and watched it turn to ashes within seconds, finding a door I burst through it and ran down the stairs.
I found a group of around 6 kids huddled in a corner behind a very large man. I knew that man. My lip curled into a scowl as he turned to face me.
"Who the hell are you?" the animal man asked pointing a claw my way.
"Help us!" one of the older children, yelled to me and my eyes softened.
"Shut up!" the man said turning on them. I heard Bobby slide down the stairs behind me. As the man turned his attention to Bobby I pooled a small fireball in my left hand and waited until I had a clear shot before throwing it at him, grinning when it burned his skin.
"Get the kids out of here, I'll take care of this shit-head." Bobby said as he bombarded him with ice. For once I did what I was told and herded the kids up the stairs to safety. After I was sure they were safe I went back into the café to find Sabertooth under Bobby's control, and overtop of everything else I heard the familiar sounds of a jet.
"I'll meet you at home!" I said and before Bobby could protest I scrambled out the window and sprinted all the way home. I got into the apartment that I had learned to call home and collapsed in my room.
That was the first time I let the exhaustion hit me and I watched the world spin into a comforting black spiral.
I awoke to Bobby leaning over me with a cloth in his hand, I'm assuming that the cloth was cold but I couldn't tell. Concern was knitted in his brow and I gave him the most reassuring smile I could muster.
"Way to freak me out kiddo!" Bobby said and I smiled again, this time genuinely. I sat up with a bit of difficulty and noticed that there were ice-blocks on my hands. "You're hands were really hot." Bobby explained. I looked at my hands and summoned up just enough heat to melt them away with a tiny flame left over. "Well would you look at that. Aren't we two of a kind huh? Fire and ice."
I just sat and looked at my hands, expecting something, a lecture maybe. I'm not too sure. My head snapped up when I heard voices in the other room and fear flooded my eyes.
"No no no it's okay sweetheart! Just a friend, he's just a friend, and Nancy's out there. Don't worry, no one's gonna hurt you okay?" Bobby said wrapping his arms around me.
"I don' want t' see dem...I'm gonna have a bath, den sleep." I said standing up shakily. "I don' want t' see dem." I repeated then backtracked and ran myself a scorching hot bath. I stayed in the bath, my ear pressed against the cold wall attempting to hear something, anything that would tell me who the "friend" was. I didn't hear anything though, the bathroom was very well insulated I suppose. So finally I gave up and got out of the bath, drying myself off I threw on a robe. I opened the door to my bedroom and sat on my bed twiddling my thumbs. That's when I heard the muffled yelling begin and then a door slam and the familiar awkward sounds of quiet.
With all the courage I could muster I walked up to the bedroom door and opened it a crack., peering out I saw Nancy rubbing circles on Bobby's back. Bobby was sitting on the ugly couch with his head in his hands. I opened the door a bit more and silently swore at myself when it made a creaking sound.
"Hey sweetheart are you okay?" Nancy asked me. Figuring my cover was blown I nodded and pushed the door open all the way, leaning against the doorframe. "You scared the crap out of all of us!"
I stared at Bobby, biting my lip. A habit I had acquired when I was younger. "I'm sorry." I whispered almost inaudibly. I wasn't really sure what I was apologizing for, for scaring them maybe. For being a liar, probably. For making one of his friends leave, definitely. Bobby's head snapped up to smile at me for a split second.
'Don't be sorry kiddo! You didn't do anything wrong!" Bobby said and patted the couch next to him. Slowly I wandered over there and sat down with him. "What I don't get is why you split."
"I don' like people t' see my face. Den dey know dat I'm...what I am." I said looking down at my thumbs again. Suddenly I had four arms wrapped around me squeezing every bit of oxygen out of me. "Okay, can't breath mes amis."
"Don't ever think that you are less of a person just because you have powers okay?" Bobby said and I nodded into his shoulder.
"You and your friend had a fight." I noted after a moment of silence. Bobby nodded, his chin hitting me on the head. "I'll leave in the morning."
"Why would you leave just because my friend was mad at me?" Bobby asked laughing at me. "He just wants me to go back for a reunion type thing that I really don't want to go to. That's all sweetheart, it had nothing to do with you."
"Okay, well I'm gonna go t sleep." I said and walked back into my bedroom without a single goodnight. I wasn't really sure whether or not Bobby was telling the truth or not and it kind of unsettled me. However, he hadn't given me any reason to doubt him before so I passed it off and feel asleep.
"Hey kiddo! Wake up!" Bobby yelled, banging on the door, causing me to wake up at an extremly early hour. "Come on! I've got something to tell you!"
Groaning I rolled out of bed and onto the floor, getting up and reaching for the doorknob, I opened the door to find Bobby all smiles and giggles, two inches from my face. "Dis had better be good mon amis, very very good."
"It's beyond good! Remember how I told you about my friend and how he was mad? Well he wasn't really mad more of a disappointed type thing? Yea well, I finally decided that I'm gonna go to the reunion thing! And you're coming with me, not as a date thing, since like I'm old enough to be your father or something, but as a friend. Because I really want my friends to meet you because I think that they'll think that you're super cool and stuff. So you're coming right?" Bobby asked. The sad thing is that he said all of that in less than ten seconds. What was even sadder was the fact that I understood it the first time around.
"It's 3:30 Bobby, go to bed, I'll sleep on it." That was a lie, I was hoping to go back to the peaceful dream that I was having. I don't really remember what the dream was about, but I suppose it didn't really matter. All I know is that Bobby was gone in a flash, and I went back to bed for another few peaceful hours.
Unfortunately my alarm clock decided to be a nuisance and wake me up at 8. I stumbled into my bathroom for a quick shower and I changed before going into the kitchen to scrounge up some breakfast. I found the Captain Crunch and poured myself a bowl, sitting down when Bobby burst from his room.
"Okay here's the game plan. We have until pretty much the end of August until we go. It's gonna be so much fun! You have to help me prank everyone! Anyway, I figure we'll drive up there on the day and.wait, are you surely coming?" Bobby rambled. He sounded like a girl in the mornings, when he was excited.
"Don't know, dis kind of sounds like de family t'ing." I said nervously, chewing my cereal. Bobby pondered that for a moment. I decided that ponder was the perfect 'Bobby' word, Since thinking was a bit too strong.
"I don't know about that. I'll probably feel more out of place, since I left and all. But it's up to you, besides you still have a super long time to decide." Bobby said, his shoulders slumped noticeably. I watched as he retreated back to his room to get ready for work, and I sighed.
It wasn't that I didn't want to go, it was more that...well, I missed Papa. Actually I missed all of them, and it was really starting to suck. I missed Hank and how he talked in big words. And I missed 'Ro and Bish trying to protect me from the world. I missed the professor and Jean always being in my head and Jubilee trying to corrupt me. I missed being afraid of what Logan might think of everything I did and Scott judging every move I made. And I missed how Luke...I missed Luke.
Wiping a stray tear away from my face I made my way downstairs and went to work. Spending most of the day in a blur. I silently cursed myself on the way home for beginning to think about the people that I had once considered my family, still did actually. Because now they were all I could think about.
I crashed on the couch, not moving until Bobby got home and poked several times to make sure I was breathing.
"You okay small-pint?" he asked sitting next to me. I shrugged, not wanting to lie. "You want to talk about it?"
"How many lies have people told you?" I asked quietly, not really expecting an answer.
"Too many to count." Bobby answered. I looked up at him and he gave me the genuine one of a king Bobby smirk.
"How many times did you forgive them?" I asked flipping around so I was facing him. Bobby shrugged.
"All of them I guess." He said finally. "No point in holding a grudge, life's too short."
I didn't like that answer. Not one bit.
"You miss them?" Bobby asked out of nowhere. Slowly I nodded. "Want me to take you home?" I shook my head at that one.
"I don't want to go until I'm sure dat I can handle it." I said sighing. Bobby nodded and made no move to continue the conversation and neither did I.
Somehow it was silently decided that pizza and Root Beer was in order, along with a video game marathon. I think he was just trying to mak me feel better. Lucky for him it worked.
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A/N: Okay I'm sorry this chapter sucks, but it was mostly filler anyways, it'll get better with reviews I promise. So review...because on them I thrive. Or something..REVIEW
"Okay I'm done." I said. I put down my guitar and as it hit the stand we heard, and felt, and explosion. Both of us began to run towards the burning café. I think Bobby was a little shocked to see me running with him, and even more surprised to see me keeping up.
"Go call 9-1-1!" he yelled at me over the commotion. I shook my head and kept running. I wasn't about to let some people die when I knew I could help, that's not the type of person I was raised to be. When we finally reached the café, Bobby gave me a concerned look before muttering something and turning into sheer ice. He ran into the burning building with me right behind him.
"Get out of here!" he growled at me while he froze a bunch of stuff that could possibly explode.
"Fuck off Bobby! I know what I'm doing!" I said and ran back behind the counter, finding an elderly man trapped beneath a burning thing... "Hey Monsieur, I need you t' stay still okay?" he nodded as a few more tears were squeezed from his eyes. I picked up the metal thinger and pushed it off with all my might, not surprised to find that it didn't burn me. Then I turned back to the man, panic was written all over his face. I silently pleaded for him to calm down and to my surprise he did. "Bobby! I can't move by myself!" I yelled I saw him nod and run towards the man and I carried on.
I found a lot of people trapped beneath burning things. Moving them with a bit of difficulty, since I hadn't really done anything to stay in shape. It didn't matter though, the pure adrenaline from the series of events was enough that I never stopped, I just continued pushing debris off of people and helping them out of the building.
"Basement!" one lady choked out. I looked at her with questioning eyes. "The kids are in the basement!" Fear splashed across my face as I turned to the small area that we hadn't searched yet, since it was full of wood and we weren't strong enough to move it.
Without a second thought I ran towards it letting the burn in my hands intensify until the point where I thought I couldn't handle it. Then I reached for the wood and watched it turn to ashes within seconds, finding a door I burst through it and ran down the stairs.
I found a group of around 6 kids huddled in a corner behind a very large man. I knew that man. My lip curled into a scowl as he turned to face me.
"Who the hell are you?" the animal man asked pointing a claw my way.
"Help us!" one of the older children, yelled to me and my eyes softened.
"Shut up!" the man said turning on them. I heard Bobby slide down the stairs behind me. As the man turned his attention to Bobby I pooled a small fireball in my left hand and waited until I had a clear shot before throwing it at him, grinning when it burned his skin.
"Get the kids out of here, I'll take care of this shit-head." Bobby said as he bombarded him with ice. For once I did what I was told and herded the kids up the stairs to safety. After I was sure they were safe I went back into the café to find Sabertooth under Bobby's control, and overtop of everything else I heard the familiar sounds of a jet.
"I'll meet you at home!" I said and before Bobby could protest I scrambled out the window and sprinted all the way home. I got into the apartment that I had learned to call home and collapsed in my room.
That was the first time I let the exhaustion hit me and I watched the world spin into a comforting black spiral.
I awoke to Bobby leaning over me with a cloth in his hand, I'm assuming that the cloth was cold but I couldn't tell. Concern was knitted in his brow and I gave him the most reassuring smile I could muster.
"Way to freak me out kiddo!" Bobby said and I smiled again, this time genuinely. I sat up with a bit of difficulty and noticed that there were ice-blocks on my hands. "You're hands were really hot." Bobby explained. I looked at my hands and summoned up just enough heat to melt them away with a tiny flame left over. "Well would you look at that. Aren't we two of a kind huh? Fire and ice."
I just sat and looked at my hands, expecting something, a lecture maybe. I'm not too sure. My head snapped up when I heard voices in the other room and fear flooded my eyes.
"No no no it's okay sweetheart! Just a friend, he's just a friend, and Nancy's out there. Don't worry, no one's gonna hurt you okay?" Bobby said wrapping his arms around me.
"I don' want t' see dem...I'm gonna have a bath, den sleep." I said standing up shakily. "I don' want t' see dem." I repeated then backtracked and ran myself a scorching hot bath. I stayed in the bath, my ear pressed against the cold wall attempting to hear something, anything that would tell me who the "friend" was. I didn't hear anything though, the bathroom was very well insulated I suppose. So finally I gave up and got out of the bath, drying myself off I threw on a robe. I opened the door to my bedroom and sat on my bed twiddling my thumbs. That's when I heard the muffled yelling begin and then a door slam and the familiar awkward sounds of quiet.
With all the courage I could muster I walked up to the bedroom door and opened it a crack., peering out I saw Nancy rubbing circles on Bobby's back. Bobby was sitting on the ugly couch with his head in his hands. I opened the door a bit more and silently swore at myself when it made a creaking sound.
"Hey sweetheart are you okay?" Nancy asked me. Figuring my cover was blown I nodded and pushed the door open all the way, leaning against the doorframe. "You scared the crap out of all of us!"
I stared at Bobby, biting my lip. A habit I had acquired when I was younger. "I'm sorry." I whispered almost inaudibly. I wasn't really sure what I was apologizing for, for scaring them maybe. For being a liar, probably. For making one of his friends leave, definitely. Bobby's head snapped up to smile at me for a split second.
'Don't be sorry kiddo! You didn't do anything wrong!" Bobby said and patted the couch next to him. Slowly I wandered over there and sat down with him. "What I don't get is why you split."
"I don' like people t' see my face. Den dey know dat I'm...what I am." I said looking down at my thumbs again. Suddenly I had four arms wrapped around me squeezing every bit of oxygen out of me. "Okay, can't breath mes amis."
"Don't ever think that you are less of a person just because you have powers okay?" Bobby said and I nodded into his shoulder.
"You and your friend had a fight." I noted after a moment of silence. Bobby nodded, his chin hitting me on the head. "I'll leave in the morning."
"Why would you leave just because my friend was mad at me?" Bobby asked laughing at me. "He just wants me to go back for a reunion type thing that I really don't want to go to. That's all sweetheart, it had nothing to do with you."
"Okay, well I'm gonna go t sleep." I said and walked back into my bedroom without a single goodnight. I wasn't really sure whether or not Bobby was telling the truth or not and it kind of unsettled me. However, he hadn't given me any reason to doubt him before so I passed it off and feel asleep.
"Hey kiddo! Wake up!" Bobby yelled, banging on the door, causing me to wake up at an extremly early hour. "Come on! I've got something to tell you!"
Groaning I rolled out of bed and onto the floor, getting up and reaching for the doorknob, I opened the door to find Bobby all smiles and giggles, two inches from my face. "Dis had better be good mon amis, very very good."
"It's beyond good! Remember how I told you about my friend and how he was mad? Well he wasn't really mad more of a disappointed type thing? Yea well, I finally decided that I'm gonna go to the reunion thing! And you're coming with me, not as a date thing, since like I'm old enough to be your father or something, but as a friend. Because I really want my friends to meet you because I think that they'll think that you're super cool and stuff. So you're coming right?" Bobby asked. The sad thing is that he said all of that in less than ten seconds. What was even sadder was the fact that I understood it the first time around.
"It's 3:30 Bobby, go to bed, I'll sleep on it." That was a lie, I was hoping to go back to the peaceful dream that I was having. I don't really remember what the dream was about, but I suppose it didn't really matter. All I know is that Bobby was gone in a flash, and I went back to bed for another few peaceful hours.
Unfortunately my alarm clock decided to be a nuisance and wake me up at 8. I stumbled into my bathroom for a quick shower and I changed before going into the kitchen to scrounge up some breakfast. I found the Captain Crunch and poured myself a bowl, sitting down when Bobby burst from his room.
"Okay here's the game plan. We have until pretty much the end of August until we go. It's gonna be so much fun! You have to help me prank everyone! Anyway, I figure we'll drive up there on the day and.wait, are you surely coming?" Bobby rambled. He sounded like a girl in the mornings, when he was excited.
"Don't know, dis kind of sounds like de family t'ing." I said nervously, chewing my cereal. Bobby pondered that for a moment. I decided that ponder was the perfect 'Bobby' word, Since thinking was a bit too strong.
"I don't know about that. I'll probably feel more out of place, since I left and all. But it's up to you, besides you still have a super long time to decide." Bobby said, his shoulders slumped noticeably. I watched as he retreated back to his room to get ready for work, and I sighed.
It wasn't that I didn't want to go, it was more that...well, I missed Papa. Actually I missed all of them, and it was really starting to suck. I missed Hank and how he talked in big words. And I missed 'Ro and Bish trying to protect me from the world. I missed the professor and Jean always being in my head and Jubilee trying to corrupt me. I missed being afraid of what Logan might think of everything I did and Scott judging every move I made. And I missed how Luke...I missed Luke.
Wiping a stray tear away from my face I made my way downstairs and went to work. Spending most of the day in a blur. I silently cursed myself on the way home for beginning to think about the people that I had once considered my family, still did actually. Because now they were all I could think about.
I crashed on the couch, not moving until Bobby got home and poked several times to make sure I was breathing.
"You okay small-pint?" he asked sitting next to me. I shrugged, not wanting to lie. "You want to talk about it?"
"How many lies have people told you?" I asked quietly, not really expecting an answer.
"Too many to count." Bobby answered. I looked up at him and he gave me the genuine one of a king Bobby smirk.
"How many times did you forgive them?" I asked flipping around so I was facing him. Bobby shrugged.
"All of them I guess." He said finally. "No point in holding a grudge, life's too short."
I didn't like that answer. Not one bit.
"You miss them?" Bobby asked out of nowhere. Slowly I nodded. "Want me to take you home?" I shook my head at that one.
"I don't want to go until I'm sure dat I can handle it." I said sighing. Bobby nodded and made no move to continue the conversation and neither did I.
Somehow it was silently decided that pizza and Root Beer was in order, along with a video game marathon. I think he was just trying to mak me feel better. Lucky for him it worked.
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A/N: Okay I'm sorry this chapter sucks, but it was mostly filler anyways, it'll get better with reviews I promise. So review...because on them I thrive. Or something..REVIEW