#ascintillatingwit

Bobby didn’t instagram very often, hell he wasn’t that tech savvy and only had one cause Kitty had helped him set it up. He usually didn’t even go on it but he had nothing else to do while his students finished their mini quiz and following the attack on the city and repeal of The Hero Ban there was a lot to read. However, when he looked under his notifications he saw himself tagged in a message and a smirk appeared on his face. 

Oh he knew just what to do with this. 

Once class was finished he all but skipped down the school corridors until he found just the person he was looking for. “Oh Emmmmmmmmmmmmma, he sang.” skidding to a stop in front of her, “Would ya look at this?” he got his phone out and held it up to her. There was a picture of the ice bridge he’d made to help citizens escape the city and one, Michelle Visage telling him what an inspiration he was. “What a nice thing of Michelle to say, I should really go get brunch with her, again, don’t ya think?” he asked, a shit-eating grin on his face. 

If there was one person in the world Charles feared more than himself, she was currently sporting killer heels. He hadn’t seen Emma Frost since Cuba, so it was no wonder a flash of blonde against white was enough to send his mental defences shooting up. “Emma Frost.” His lips curled into a frown around the name. “What in hell’s name are you doing here?”