Bite Sized Bits of Fic

'We're just a breathing, walking cliche, aren't we?' John asked. He and Johnny were sprawled over Johnny's bed, a bowl of Quark filled hot peppers between them.
'Next thing you know I'll upgrade to a red and orange uniform.'
Johnny snickered and popped another hot pepper into his mouth.
'I'll tell your sister to dye your suit red, too.' John said maliciously but with a grin: 'I bet Ben would love that.'
Johnny, still chewing, swatted at John before he swallowed and complained:
'Man, I can't believe how much the others like you. Especially since you're, you know, a supervillain.'
John rolled his eyes:
'Please, this isn't Star Wars. Joining the Dark Side doesn't equal cravings for world domination and sociopathy.' He ate another hot pepper, which, different to JOhnny, didn't stop him from talking:
'And it's not like the Fantastic Four and the Brotherhood will ever face each other in battle. You're not even mutants. And Mags is all for being friends with those people you fight on the battlefield. He says it decreases the number of killed mutants when we fight with the X-Men.'
'Bobby too?' Johnny grinned cheekily.
'Bobby is my ex-boyfriend who cheated on me. That makes him an exception.' John licked some quark from his fingers: 'But hey; Erik understands that. He and Xavier had some rough times too.'
Johnny choked on his hot pepper, manged to swallow and coughed heavily.
'Don't die on me.' John told him, while beating on Johnny's back: 'Your family wouldn't forgive me. Also we didn't have sex yet. Well,' he amended: 'At least not since breakfast.'
'Magneto and Xavier?' Johnny asked incrediously: 'Seriously?'
'Everyone knows that.' John grabbed the last hot pepper and bit into it, closing his eyes to fully appreciate the difference between the hot chili and the thick quark.
'What about Mystique?'
'Mystique's a lesbian.'
'Is there anyone who isn't queer in your Brotherhood?'
'Technically Mags is only m half-queer since he has three kids and a dead wife.'
'Oh.' Johnny looked a bit surprised at that while his hand searched the bowl blindly for another hot pepper. He glared at John:
'You took the last one, didn't you?' John, still chewing the rest of the last one, tried to affect a look of pure innocence. He held the bowl out to John:
'You took the last one, you get refill.'
'I bet you don't make Spiderman go for refills.' John grumbled.
'Spiderman isn't my boyfriend.' Johnny laughed and threw a small fireball at John: 'Noow go.'
John did go, but not before using Johnny's fireball to burn Flamingly Queer into the wall over Johnny's bed.