002 Iceman’s Funeral || Scott
There were not enough words to express his grief. There were so many things he wanted to say about his best friend. A tiny shred of hope lingered in Scott’s heart, but putting those words down on the paper in his pocket meant he was one step closer to admitting Bobby was gone for good. He just wanted his friend to hop out of the snow instead and say, “Surprise! Just kidding!” Standing here in front of the podium, Scott finally accepted the fact that it wasn’t going to happen.
Looking out at the crowd, he could see a lot of people sobbing, the Professor already said his piece about the funeral in general and how great Bobby was. Warren went next. Now it’s his own turn and he feels like he can’t do his friend justice. After clearing his throat, he adjusts his glasses and sighs into the microphone. “Thank you all for coming, there aren’t nearly enough ice sculptures, but I think Bobby would be satisfied because everyone is here for him.” It sounded like something Deadpool would say, and Scott’s really not sure why the hell he just said that. He had a speech written down and everything, but he was already flying off the script.
“Bobby was super good at Mario Kart. Like… the only way to even have a chance to catch up with him would be to send a blue shell after him. Everyone knows you only get that in last place. Honestly, his leads were ridiculous too so sometimes you’d hit him, and he’d still win!” Scott takes a breath because he knows he’s getting off track. It was easier to remember the good times because if he said what he meant to say, Scott knows he is going to cry.
He runs his hand through his hair and gets back to the point, “He was pure light, you know? Sometimes he was a ball of stress, but Bobby always found the bright side in any situation. He was out there protecting us on every mission, telling us jokes and making us something to eat when we were sad, or really just being there for us whenever we needed him.” Scott has to wipe tears from his eyes and takes a moment the breath evenly, “I loved my best friend. I loved his relationship with Warren, too, because they were so happy together. Whenever I saw them, I couldn’t help but smile too because their happiness was contagious. It’s going to be hard without him.”
