The Maker (![]() ![]() @ 2008-01-06 07:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | iceman, shadowcat |
I want to fly shipwrecked and comatose, drinking fresh mango juice
Who: Kitty and Bobby
When: New Years Day
Where: A room with a couch and TV
What: Kitty forces Bobby to watch tons of British television
Status: complete
Rating: G
Feet tucked up under her on the couch, Kitty's eyes were rapt on the TV screen, hanging on every word, but she still found time to try and explain the situation to Bobby even as she reached through him for another piece of popcorn. "So, get this: the main guy's a cop, right? First he gets hit by a car- bad time there- but then, suddenly, he's in the past! In the Seventies! So when the car hit him, it pushed his brain back in time to solve this murder, so it's almost this big time travel story, only we don't know that for sure. I mean, he could be just dreaming this all up in his head while he's in a coma from being hit by the car, or he might even be just nuts or something, who knows?" Her hands fluttered in the air, describing the show along with her. "There are these weird bits in the last season- almost Prisoner-y... Prisoner... ish? But anyway, it's really good and John Simm? The main guy goes on to play the regenerated Master in Doctor Who in the third season and he is SO good, we'll watch that next." Kitty paused and turned to look at Bobby, checking in. "Unless... you know, you want to watch something else or something?" Bobby smiled wanly and tried to pay attention to both Kitty and the show they were watching but he wasn't really succeeding on either front. Partially because he had teeniest of hangovers partially because he couldn't understand half of what the British actors were saying. When Kitty had dragged him out of bed that morning, he didn't have the energy to argue, and now he was paying the price for his mild escapades the night before. "Wait, regenerated Master? What does that mean? I don't get Doctor Who at all. What happened to the guy with the floppy hat and the big scarf? And what's with the big telephone booth?' He shifted his weight and rubbed his eyes as he spoke. "I saw something on Sci Fi about Doctor Who, but it was a bald guy in a leather jacket." Kitty grinned and leaned her head on his shoulder, snagging more of the popcorn and looking up at Bobby's weary face. "Do you really want to know? Because I can talk your ear off for hours on just those subjects. I mean, the guys with the hat and scarf was the fourth incarnation of the Doctor, played by Tom Baker. The telephone booth is a TARDIS, which is like a time machine only better and it just looks like an old English phone booth." She paused and gave him a sympathetic look. "See?" A sudden thought struck her, quickly adding, "Oh! And time lords like the Doctor regenerate, so they don't die, they just get a new actor." She sighed a bit at that and looked down. Sometimes, TV was a little too real for her tastes. "So.. they get a new actor to play the same character?" Bobby asked incredulously. He craned his neck so he could see part of her face. "But they don't look anything alike. He just comes on like 'Hai guys, I'm a totally new person! Deal with it'?" He thought for a moment and cracked a couple of his knuckles. "Isn't that cheating? The go on about how it's the longest running sci fi show ever or something, but any show could keep going on forever if they just change the actor." Kitty shrugged, "Well... yeah. He's an alien lord of time- oh! And he can only go up to twelve regenerations, so it's not like he's purposefully jumping off cliffs or something. It's always a big deal when it's a new guy- And he's the same character, he just has new face." She smiles again. "New teeth! That kind of thing." She gave him a weak slug to the shoulder and settled in next to him cozily. "'Sides, it's not like that's the strangest thing you ever heard of." "New teeth?" Bobby muttered, but didn't give Kitty a chance to reply. "Yeah, I guess not," Bobby sighed. What, with Professor Xavier dying and switching bodies and Jean sacrificing herself to save everyone at Alkali Lake, coming back to life and going insane, being killed by Logan, then coming back to life as if nothing had happened — it made these shows seem tame by comparison. "So, which is it? Is this guy mad, in a coma or back in time?" Kitty munched and sort of shrugged. It was a lot to deal with, changes that defied reality itself were commonplace at the Xavier Institute and everyone had their own ways of coping. Most people didn't talk about it, no one wanting to have to try and understand why grave markers didn't seem to work at the school... "Well, you just have t watch the show and find out. I mean, if I told you the end of The Sixth Sense would it be as much fun?" She caught herself before she actually laughed, putting a hand over her mouth; she knew it wasn't funny in the slightest, but she coudn't help it. "Huhn, the Professor's a time lord." "I wish I could time travel," Bobby said, thinking about all the things he would change. Like not telling his family he was a mutant, for one. He missed Ronnie and kind of hated him at the same time. "I know! Let's go outside and you can hit me with a car and we'll see if I go back in time!" He bounced up and down on the couch and tugged on Kitty's shoulder. "Come on, let's go!" Kity burst into laughter as she was tugged to and fro, half torn between rolling her eyes and... wondering if that would actualy work. I mean, really. "Oh yeah, how do I explain that one? 'No, really Proffessor! Bobby wanted me to hit him with the car! We thought it'd make him time travel!" She clasped her hands to her mouth again. "Oh my god, what if he took me seriously?" "It'll work, I know it! And I'll send you messages from the past so you know I made it. Like some random spooky guy from the post office who delivers you a letter from me in the middle of a road somewhere while it's pouring rain." He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth while he thought of another way to signal once he got to the past. "Oh! Once I get back to now, I'll come back to the mansion and ring the doorbell... now!" He paused and waited. "Ok... now!" The doorbell still didn't ring and Bobby looked at his watch. "Wait.. ok.. I mean now.." The doorbell still didn't ring and Bobby pursed his lips. "Oh my god! I must have gone back so far in time that I've already died of old age!" Kitty followed along, anxiously waiting for the doorbell, still a little wary of it actually ringing. Sure, she knew it was a joke but oh man. By the time the punchline came, Kitty laughed so hard she keeled over on the couch. "Oh no!," she giggled. "Does this mean I don't get to hit you with a car?" It was far funnier than it should have been. "No way, we've still got to do it! I bet I went so far back in time that I'm the one who taught Professor Xavier how to use his powers," Bobby exclaimed. "Doesn't it seem a little weird that he's so good with his powers but never talks about how he learned to use them? It's cuz it was me! He knows it was me and he can't say anything because if he did it would cause the universe to collapse or something." "Oh yeah?," Kitty said, leaning back up. "So, like... you covered up all the thigs you knew because of a recursive time loop, right? You didn't tell him about Magneto or anything because of the space-time continuum?" She shot him a sly look and a smile. "So why aren't you leading the X-Men yet?" "Duh, because I'm probably old when I meet baby Charlie, so I get to have all that time to get more awesome. And I can't met my past old self because the same universe collapsey thing would happen." Bobby looked around sheepishly for a moment. "Yeah, I think that's all the BS I can come up with off the top of my head. Can we watch that Red Dwarf one? At least I can understand what they're saying." What on earth would she do without Bobby? "Hey, that was pretty good! You almost had me going there." With a kiss to his cheek, Kitty got up from the couch. "Sure thing, time lord, Red Dwarf it is." "I'm not a time lord, I'm a car accident coma guy," Bobby pointed out as Kitty put in a different DVD. "So where did the guy with the weird angular head come from? I've seen episodes with him in it but he's not in the early ones, is he." He rubbed his cheek when Kitty wasn't looking. He liked her a lot, but sometimes he felt like she was more affectionate that he was really comfortable with. She paused, half bent over her large stack of DVD box sets to puzzle that one out. "Weird angular head? Weird angular head- Oh! In Red Dwarf or in Doctor Who? In Red Dwarf that's Kryten and if you don't know who he is, well! Season Two it is!" Hemming and hawing internally she eventually just settled on the first disk of Season Two and started up the DVD player again. She'd had to break it open a few months ago so it would play the right region DVDs, but that was sort of a fun little experiment and it worked to boot. Flopping back down on the couch, she took control of the remotes like a pro. "Remember now, if I start totally bring you, you have to say something or be forever damned to BBC television..." "No, I like this show. I've seen it on PBS a few times. It's actually funny, although I think I caught the episodes completely out of order." He put his feet up on the coffee table and stretched out. It was nice that there weren't too many people around. A lot of the younger kids were home for holidays and Bobby was glad that they weren't running around making tons of noise like they usually did. And thankfully the students who were still around were sleeping in or at least keeping quiet. He wasn't really sure why he was still living at the mansion. He wasn't a student anymore, and he wasn't a teacher. It also kind of sucked having to share a room like he was in a dorm. Where Bobby stretched out, Kitty curled up, getting an extra pillow to rest her elbows on once the DVD was settled and the show started rolling. Where Bobby was glad for the silence and solitude of New Year's morning, Kitty wondered when everyone was going to be getting back from vacation so things could get back to normal. Whatever that was around here. Looking back at him with an honest sort of smile, Kitty nudged him with her elbow. "Happy new year," she said. So far, watching sci-fi comedy on the couch with Bobby was a pretty good way to ring things in. Yep, Kitty Pryde wouldn't live anywhere else. "...Fun, fun, fun,," she sung quietly under her breath along with the theme song. "In the sun, sun, sun..." |