Gambit Chapter-00: Jellyfish

Uncanny mutant man of Professor's Institute, Gambit, seeks UK-Xmas jars of joy/defenses in the face of a joyless evil, 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/translations).

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Gambit knew the words of his sharp/calculator mentor Professor X were right-stuff for education/training at the Institute for gifted mutants in the American Homeland for Earth world fencing and antiterrorism securities 'confidence' thinking for all. Gambit had boasted extra-human powers of psychic/acrobatics variety and was recruited by Professor X to be a force of charm and optimism; however, Gambit feared the hands/lead of the evil calculator Magneto, rival of Professor X, manipulator of bad magnetism, and wondered if the evil one would deploy a legion-member of his own 'army' of mutants of extra-human powers in the West for terrorism-cinema (Facebook-like!).

MAGNETO: Send Mystique to the Belfast Xmas-season for some football fears.

TOAD: Our evil army seems primed for some holiday hospitality uncoil, lord!

MAGNETO: Good, minion...I guess our shape-shifting bad-girl Mystique is cool.

TOAD: She's like us and bad for Gambit, who's become a Professor-fave, lord!

MAGNETO: Perchance we make pre-January Super Bowl paranoia in the UK.

TOAD: Ha, that's what power(s) can jar, Magneto...bad Xmas-IQ (Selfie-like).

MAGNETO: Good.

PROFESSOR X: Read this on your flight to the United Kingdom, pal.

GAMBIT: Me thinks Dr. Seuss is what the doctor's ordered, sir (ha).

PROFESSOR X: Maybe our bad-friend Magneto sends Mystique for challenge(s).

GAMBIT: Fear the worst for a UK-Xmas light pre-January for world-sports cans?

PROFESSOR X: Anything's game with our enemies now, Gambit; take wisdom!

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

While on-board an Aer Lingus flight to the UK, Gambit noticed a pretty precocious young lady sitting next to him playing a 'classic' handheld football video-game (wow). She charmed him and they chuckled, while he started feeling drowsy on Absolut, which is when our mutant hero-friend of Earth world started feeling those omen 'jitters' that his seat-neighbor was the disguised/invisible shape-shifting mutant of Hell, deployed by the Professor's rival (Magneto)...Mystique. Was Xmas-UK languages to be (simply) jellyfish for all? What do you think (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)