Ask the Iceman
Bobby Drake. 19. Somehow, whoever's up there dictating how the universe runs thought it'd be funny to make me not only a professor, but a dad as well. Honestly, saving the world was a lot less stress than parenting.
(Marvel independent RP blog, will interact with whoever. could get nsfw, but tags and "read mores" will go up. tracking "robert drake" and "bobby drake")
(RP'er lives in an EST zone, but keeps late hours)
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Post reblogged from Phasing State
Bobby smiled. ”I don’t miss Logan’s cooking either. Or the constant aura of cigar smoke that just kind of seeped into everything he touched.” He opened and closed the curtains a few times, inspecting their handiwork. He stepped back, satisfied and grinned. ”Actually, it’s strange. I don’t miss anything about Logan in particular, but I do miss him. I’m not sure why.” He flopped down on her bed, shopping was tiring work. ”I got chicken, I dunno if you want to cook tonight or if I should just make some kind of stir fry. Pete coming over for dinner?”
Kitty smiled a slightly sad smile at Bobby. “I miss Logan. I miss the smell of his cigars and the sound of him yelling at the other kids. But well, Logan and I have always been different.” She shook her head slightly, trying to push the slight homesick feeling from her mind. She had known she was going to miss Logan the most, she had planned for that. “I don’t think Pete’s coming, but stir fry sounds delicious. I’ll help you chop vegetables.”
“Wait I lied” Bobby laughed. ”I totally miss the sound of him yelling at everybody besides me.” He jumped up off the bed and headed towards the kitchen. ”I’ll handle the carrots and mushrooms, and since I know you’re the crybaby in the house, you can dice the onions, cool?” He pulled the vegetables out as he named them, putting them on the counter. ”I haven’t seen Pete in a while. He busy with a big villain? Maybe we could help him out.”
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