A/N: Thanks for the reviews!

Orli: One shot...nah I decided that I couldn't end it like that.

TheDreamerLady: Great minds think alike! (cough 1 & 2) Before I read your review I was debating on those and I think I can make it work...and it looks like I am, hehe.

plutospawn: Heh, that wasn't my fault. Stupid Microsoft Word said to change it to that...well anyway thanks for letting me know...I thought it looked weird...and I usually ignore Microsoft Word! Lol

Let me set up the story for all of you:

(Creepy narrator voice) This story takes place 3 years after X2. John left The Brotherhood of Evil Mutants after a year. It took some time for Bobby and Rogue to forgive him but they did after a while. Bobby and Rogue broke up a year ago but they are still friends. John is now 21. (That info is needed for an undeveloped chapter) All of the chapters are undeveloped but when I get ideas they tend to stick.

What the Hell?

Ch. 2

Dream Analyzing & Obnoxious Chatter

After a crazy dream like that who could fall back asleep? At 5:30 in the morning. John got out of bed, grabbed his lighter, and headed to the bathroom. Turning on the faucet, he splashed some water on his face to wake himself up.

John stared into the mirror, gray eyes staring back at him. He had a puzzled look on his face.

Once back into his room, he set his lighter on the dresser and took out a black t-shirt and denim jeans. After getting dressed, he grabbed the lighter and put it in his right pocket. Then John went to the kitchen for some breakfast. He took a bowl from the cabinet followed by a spoon and grabbed his favorite cereal 'Apple Cheerios' from another cabinet. He opened the refrigerator and took out the milk. He poured the cereal into the bowl and then poured the milk into the bowl. He brought the bowl to the table and took a seat.

Two minutes later Bobby walked in.

"You're up early," Bobby said as he took a seat across from John.

"Yeah, I had a weird dream and I couldn't fall back asleep."

"I wouldn't worry about it. Do you want to talk about it?"

"No... not really."

"Come on... they don't mean anything."

John looked at his friend thinking about the last thing he said, "Okay, fine. I don't know where I was, so don't ask. I was by myself, mostly although Rogue showed up for a second and then disappeared. Trees were on fire and the sky was red. I didn't have my lighter with me which is very weird because as you and everyone in this school know... it's with me twenty-four-seven," John took a breath. "Oh, one more thing...," John paused, "My power was gone."

"Is that what you're freaking out about?" Bobby asked.

"Maybe," he muttered.

"Look, it's just a dream... stop being so dramatic. Why was Rogue in your dream?"

John shrugged. "I... I don't know."

Bobby grinned.

"What are you getting at?" John raised a brow.

"Oh I think you know," Bobby said slyly.

"We're just friends."

"Maybe your hormones want more," Bobby smirked.

John almost choked on his cereal. "Holy shit, did you just say that? That's something I would have said if the tables were turned. I think you're hanging around me too much. I'm letting all of my good traits rub off on you, mini-me."

"Now that's a scary thought." Bobby shuddered.

John thought otherwise. "Two "Johns" running around wreaking havoc...now there's an interesting thought."

Bobby retorted, "So, there were two "Johns" at the museum that day picking on humans?"

"Hey! He deserved it...he took my lighter when I directly said no... it's not my fault he was an ass."

Bobby pointed a finger at John, "If I recall correctly... you were the ass."

"Was I talking about me? NO," John threw back with a grin.

"I'm just pointing out the facts."

'I'm just pointing out the facts,' He repeated, mocking his elemental opposite. "He was the ass and I'm sticking to it!" John slammed his fist on the table.

"Now you're definitely being dramatic"

"I think it's the cereal," suggested John.

"Probably. So what do you want to do today?" Bobby asked.

"Nothing," John replied.

"Sounds good to me."

"Really? Cause you always want to do something," John said, pointing the spoon at Bobby.

"I'm 'mini you' now," Bobby grinned.

"Fine, but just remember I'm the original," he declared.

"Got it," Bobby said.

"Good."

The two became silent for a while. Bobby had a slight smirk on his face. John was eating his cereal slowly to get the Cheerios mushy, the way he liked them.

"What now?" John asked, annoyed.

"Talk to Rogue. Maybe you two can go out."

"I don't want to ruin the friendship."

"I think there's more to it than that." Bobby was trying to get John to open up.

"I don't know. Something just doesn't feel right," John said, flicking his lighter.

Bobby was silent. He knew the right time to shut up and listen.

"It's like I'm supposed to be alone," John said quietly. He stood up and placed the dishes in the dishwasher. "I'll see you later, Bobby. I need to be by myself."

A/N: I'm so bad at leaving my stories as a one-shot, but they seem to turn out just fine; and even better than I imagined. Review so I know that your reading... I'm not a mind reader... ya know.