Gambit as Third-Man

Uncanny friend-mutant of Earth world, Gambit, needs UK-cleats of heroics to contend with the raging Mystique lady, in this Marvel fanfiction.

X-Men (Marvel Comics) fanfiction. 

DISCLAIMER: This work of comics fanfiction offers no ties to Marvel or its associations/storyboards/avatars and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/interpretations).

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GAMBIT: Well, I wonder if the UK-Xmas had become special IQ for capitalists.

PROFESSOR X: You're a fine pupil of the Institute for gifted mutants for IQ!

GAMBIT: My trek to the UK for the holidays requires extra credit heroics?

PROFESSOR X: Maybe you'll encounter one of the minion-mutants of Magneto.

GAMBIT: He was your pal, no?

PROFESSOR X: He turned magnetism into dark art...find his 'emissary' now!

GAMBIT: Facebook-like.

Sure, Western Earth had seen much woe for capitalism lines, and Gambit, hero mutant recruit patriot of the Institute for gifted mutants was now coached by his mentor, Professor X, to find 'cool' lines of holidays securities but feared Magneto, an evil rival, would deploy a messenger of Hell, armed with telekinetic 'magic' to make street jitters for everyone (wow).

Professor X was right to warn Gambit about Magneto in the UK, for he had deployed the dangerous shape-shifter and psychic dark angel, Mystique, who sought dangerous holidays-cinema 'gossip' for mod-Earth (21st-Century) terrorism agencies of 'invisible' jars (hmmm).

GAMBIT: You're here for that American football exhibition, dark angel?
MYSTIQUE: Maybe this UK-dangerousness finds me as shatter-proof, fool!

GAMBIT: I've got my neon-baton for UK-Xmas streets theater (and play).

MYSTIQUE: I was sent my Magneto, fool!
GAMBIT: Well-wishing for Xmas in the West is keratin of the Professor (only).

MYSTIQUE: Ha.

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)