Gambit if by Shields

Uncanny mutant-friend of Earth world seeks fencing/defense line for diner/hospitality 'image' for the evil of veiling terrorism, 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 therefore cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/interpretations).

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GAMBIT: Well, it looks as if new age terror for social media is all hype-fears?

PROFESSOR-X: You're a fine recruit/pupil for my Institute for gifted mutants!

GAMBIT: Me fears that the hand of your (evil) rival shall wave for minions, sir.

PROFESSOR-X: Magneto was once a friend but turned to the dark side, sadly!

GAMBIT: I'll trek to this Southern state for a colonies-era media diplomacy?

PROFESSOR-X: When the heart of New York is stabbed, we fence for culture.

GAMBIT: Facebook-like (for leviathan/uncertainty).

MAGNETO: That servant Gambit treks to the Southern area for Institute-image.

TOAD: Damn...looks as if our alliance for contention requires deep IQ of Hell!

MAGNETO: You're correct-o about such magnets, my minion-buddy; we're fear.

TOAD: Shall I poison some nice fried-chicken dive where Gambit darts (IQ)?

MAGNETO: If the Institute 'fences' for American Homeland energy, we counter.

TOAD: Destroy first and then build that 'dream' pyramid of fascism, eh?

MAGNETO: Selfie-like (for cars).

OWNER: Welcome to the South, Gambit-friend (ha).

GAMBIT: This diner has the best fried-chicken for some miles around, me hear!

OWNER: Good, good, good...it's a mad, mad world of terrorists now, friend.

GAMBIT: The Professor has us making good community 'vibes' for antiterrorism!

OWNER: Cool-enough...we sure need some chicken-and-cider for 9/11 meds.

GAMBIT: Ha, I doubt our adversaries mark tracks to culture-helmets for 9/11.

Toad did arrive with bad-mind at the South-side diner in the American Homeland in a community Gambit was securing for 'cool' antiterrorism media/diplomacy for the Institute for gifted mutants, a place where folks of extra-human powers got gear for things of hospitality defense-fear meds (wow). However, Gambit was ready and used baton-illumination, telepathy, and acrobatics to show the good-folks of that area that no crawling quick-speed (evil) mutant (like Toad!) would destroy a languages-endeavor to make fried-chicken more...victorious (Facebook-like!).

"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)