Whisperings - Confrontations
By kiragecko

The sixth part. Various interactions frustrate our protagonist. A note from the author:

Accents: no Canadian would ever talk like Logan so I'm assuming all the others are as ridiculous. Hope all the afflicted parties (i.e.. everyone who doesn't live in New England) finds this affront to their language as hilarious as I do. Don't take offence to my butchery, I'm just copying Marvel.)

"Admit that 'Ro's your mom. Come on."

"Shut up."

"It's not like it's a mystery, Whisper. Storm's white hair, lovely brown skin…"

"SHUT UP, Drake!"

"Bobby. My name's Bobby. And you wanted jokes and teasing."

"No, I said I didn't like what you're like now, all depressed and nasty. I never said I wanted the old Drake back. I prefer my life without torture."

"Admit you like me like this. One positive thing. You can do it. 'I am not negative! How come you never smile? How could you fall in love with HIM? Stupid country with its stupid lack of pods (whatever pods are). What did you do to your hair? How could...'"

"Okay! I said positive things."

"Like what?"

"That I was happy Mr. Summers was alive."

"Right. And then you went right into a diatribe against the Phoenix and Jean and how they were evil incarnate."

"Since when do you know the word 'diatribe'?"

"Shut up."

"Hi, Bishop."

"Hello, Whisper."

"You do realize whose team he's on, don't you?"

".…"

"Let's see - you like Rachel, but won't talk to her..."

"DON'T."

"So, why do yah look at me lahk that?"

"… I don't really want to talk about it."

"Ah am not avoidin' yah any longer and Ah'm not gonna let yah look at me lahk that unless Ah know what Ah did."

"YOU didn't do anything."

"Who did than?"

"… Where I grew up, Rogue did. But she's not you so it doesn't matter!"

"If it didn't matter you would be able tah look at me."

"Please."

"Was Ah still with the brotherhood? Did Ah kill half the X-Men or somethin'?"

"… Rogue wanted a baby so bad. She had wanted one for years and she couldn't touch anyone and you knew Remy wanted one to but you couldn't touch him. You were depressed and then you went a little crazy, you had to have, because you decided to do it. People think Remy let you, didn't fight back, and no one knows 'cause he's dead and you went crazy, really crazy, but you had the baby but you couldn't forgive yourself and Jean raised Marie until she decided to kill Scott and died and then Alex and Lorna raised all the kids. Rogue got out for a while and took care of Marie but.… Is that enough? What more do you want? I don't want to talk about it! I don't want to talk about home or you or my family or anything because I'm never going to see them again and it doesn't help anything. Did you want to know that? Are you happier now?"

"Hello, Whisper."

"I'm not talking to you."

"Whisper, I..."

"I am NOT talking to you."

"Whisper... "

"NO! I'm not talking to you! You are NOT my mother! Go away. Go AWAY. My mother isn't here. I'm never going to see her again. You AREN'T her so leave me alone!"

"Let's see…."

"I hate when you say that."

"I know. I love to see you cringe."

"Why do you hang out with me, Drake? I'm not friendly, I insulted you badly when we first met, I yell at you every conversation, and you usually end up drenched and deafened by the thunder. Why?"

"… No deep questions, please. That's my job."

"Your turn."

"Trade."

"What's your question?"

"Real name."

"Only first."

"Of course, otherwise we might find out about the people not to be mentioned. Hey, there's two of..."

"Finish that thought at any point in your life and you will be visited by a force ten tornado."

"First name only, gotcha."

"You go first."

"Rats. Okay…you see me as a person, not an endless supply of jokes and pranks, or more recently, sarcastic remarks. I like the fact that I could actually get a date, have it lead to marriage and, viola, kids! You might only say negative stuff but you make me think positively."

"Rats. I was hoping you'd chicken out."

"The goods."

"Danae. I was born Danae but people have been calling me Whisper since I was seven. Nobody but my - my mother uses - used Danae. No more questions."

"Mrs…Miss Frost, no one'll leave me alone!"

"You could give them just enough information to satisfy their gossip needs."

"I don't think that would be a good idea."

"Why not?"

"Rogue won't get anywhere near Mr. Lebeau since I satisfied her need to know. She almost runs out of the room!"

"Perhaps if you tried something…happy?"

"Happy things make people realize how unhappy their life is. Unhappy things horrify them. Do you want me to talk about your wonderful marriage and three great kids? How wonderful Mr. Drake was with them?"

"… I can see your point."

"I just want them to leave me alone."

"They leave me alone."

"… I see your point."