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Summary: Logan volunteers to help Forge venture into his 'middle-verse', but how could he know that something would go terribly wrong? Or did it? Have things changed for better or worse?
Note: Okay, first of all...in this fic Scott and Jean are still in school, and I guess that's all you really need to know right now. Oh yeah, and guess who's gonna show up later?! Hallie!! Yay. Don't worry, this has nothing to do with any of the other fics that she's been in, so if you haven't read 'em, it shouldn't be a problem.
Time Warp-Chapter 1: Missions Gone Wrong
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A mere day ago, Logan had volunteered to help Forge further venture into his 'middle-verse' for a simple exploration mission. How could he have known that this 'simple mission' would go terribly wrong? Or did it?
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"Chuck, this isn't a good idea!" Logan growled, shaking his head furiously as he sat in Professor Xavier's office on a leather chair, his face buried in his hands.
"Logan, I know this may be...challenging for you, but I can't see any way around it." Xavier responded, calmly addressing the furious Canadian mutant.
"Ain't there somethin' Forge can do?" he grumbled angrily.
Charles just shook his head. "I'm sorry Logan, Forge has assured me that you'll return to yourself eventually, but he isn't sure when."
Logan sighed heavily, leaning back and slumping down in the cushiony leather chair.
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During Forge and Logan's venture into 'middle-verse', they were on their way back to their own world with help from a specially made device, when Logan was trapped into a vortex...which ended up causing some kind of time-warp.
Forge was returned to the normal world the same as he had been before, but when Logan managed to get out, he was...different. Surprisingly enough, the Canuck came back younger than before, infact...MUCH younger, but only in appearance. The Wolverine had been transformed into a teenager.
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"Logan?" Charles questioned, wheeling toward the man...er...''teen''. He knew that his old friend was extremely infuriated with his current situation, but Xavier knew something good had to come of this. Atleast he'd get to live out his teen years and remember them. Charles mentally shrugged and placed a supportive hand on Logan's shoulder. "As I've said, this will be a challenge for you, but I'm sure you'll make it through just fine." he smiled genuinely as Logan looked up at him. "You better get some rest before you start school tomorrow. I've enrolled you as a foreign exchange student."
Logan rolled his eyes, slapping himself on the forehead. "Great." he grumbled, then raised a questioning eyebrow at the Professor. "Foreign exchange student?"
Xavier smiled wryly. "Well, you ARE Canadian."
Logan mumbled something under his breath and started out of the room.
"Don't worry Logan, since the students already know, they'll be helping you out tomorrow."
The furious mutant stomped out of Charles' office without uttering another word, only a low grunt escaped his lips, echoeing down the hall.
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Logan forced himself out of bed once Kitty ran into his room declaring it was time to get ready for school. He cursed loudly, once again being reminded of his situation as he stumbled out of bed.
After putting on his clothes, Logan realized that his normally 'relaxed fit' jeans were baggy, due to his knew shorter and somewhat slimmer stature, and his shirt no longer hugged his muscular chest and arms. He was still quite built, but his muscle mass had toned down alot, making him look as young as he did now. That didn't make Logan that upset, but what did was the fact that he was now a few inches shorter, and he thought he'd been a short guy before. "Great..." he mumbled to himself. "I get ta be the new kid AND the really short one."
Angry with his 'new' wardrobe, Logan pulled off his ill-fitting shirt and threw it to the floor. He marched out into the hallway and burst into Scott's room, rumaging around until he found a simple white t-shirt. After putting the shirt on that hugged his new shape perfectly, Logan stomped back into his room and put on his boots (that were only a little big), then donned his worn leather jacket and headed downstairs.
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"Hey Logan!" Kitty greeted happily. She wasn't at all put back by Logan's new appearance and seemed to be enjoying herself.
Logan nodded and offered a gruff, "Hey", to her and all the other students in the kitchen that were getting ready for school. He grabbed a cup of coffee, not understanding how the hell Kitty could be so perky this early in the morning. Logan sighed loudly, setting down his coffee mug and absently running a hand through his hair. He groaned as his fingers swept through the tangled mess, realizing that he hadn't bothered with it this morning.
Rogue watched Logan as he fiddled with his hair, just noticing that it was a bit shorter than it was when he was...normal sized. She suddenly had an idea and grabbed his arm, dragging a surprised Logan out of the kitchen.
"Rogue! What the hell?" he grumbled as she pulled him out of the room.
"C'mon, I gotta do somethin' with yur hair." she told him, gesturing for him to follow her up into her room.
"Why?" Logan grumbled, his eyebrows furrowed and almost angry. "What's wrong with my hair?"
"Nothin'..." Rogue told him, pulling out hair products from her drawers. "if ya wanna look like some deranged woodsman from the 50's."
Logan growled and Rogue just turned and smiled at him.
"Look, I gotta make it more fit fur...highschool." she told him seriously, applying gel to her hands and massaging it into Logan's hair before he could do anything.
He mumbled something under his breath, then crossed his arms as Rogue worked her magic. "Jus' get it over with."
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When Rogue finished with Logan's hair, it was spiked messily atop his head. She smiled proudly, then stood back to admire her work. "Ya look like a reg'lar badass teen now Logan." she grinned.
"Fine, don't we gotta get goin' or somethin'?" Logan mumbled, starting for the door.
"Oh man!" Rogue shouted, causing Logan to turn and stare at her. "We're late! Everyone's probably left already an' I don't got a car!"
Logan shrugged casually, walking into the hallway. "We'll jus' take my bike. I can still drive it." he said gruffly, gesturing for Rogue to move it. His muscles could be taken away, and even the few more inches height he had, but nothing was going to keep Logan from riding his motorcycle.
"'Kay, let's go!" Rogue grabbed her backpack off her bed and rushed after Logan out the door.
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Summary: Logan volunteers to help Forge venture into his 'middle-verse', but how could he know that something would go terribly wrong? Or did it? Have things changed for better or worse?
Note: Okay, first of all...in this fic Scott and Jean are still in school, and I guess that's all you really need to know right now. Oh yeah, and guess who's gonna show up later?! Hallie!! Yay. Don't worry, this has nothing to do with any of the other fics that she's been in, so if you haven't read 'em, it shouldn't be a problem.
Time Warp-Chapter 1: Missions Gone Wrong
*****
A mere day ago, Logan had volunteered to help Forge further venture into his 'middle-verse' for a simple exploration mission. How could he have known that this 'simple mission' would go terribly wrong? Or did it?
****
"Chuck, this isn't a good idea!" Logan growled, shaking his head furiously as he sat in Professor Xavier's office on a leather chair, his face buried in his hands.
"Logan, I know this may be...challenging for you, but I can't see any way around it." Xavier responded, calmly addressing the furious Canadian mutant.
"Ain't there somethin' Forge can do?" he grumbled angrily.
Charles just shook his head. "I'm sorry Logan, Forge has assured me that you'll return to yourself eventually, but he isn't sure when."
Logan sighed heavily, leaning back and slumping down in the cushiony leather chair.
*****
During Forge and Logan's venture into 'middle-verse', they were on their way back to their own world with help from a specially made device, when Logan was trapped into a vortex...which ended up causing some kind of time-warp.
Forge was returned to the normal world the same as he had been before, but when Logan managed to get out, he was...different. Surprisingly enough, the Canuck came back younger than before, infact...MUCH younger, but only in appearance. The Wolverine had been transformed into a teenager.
*****
"Logan?" Charles questioned, wheeling toward the man...er...''teen''. He knew that his old friend was extremely infuriated with his current situation, but Xavier knew something good had to come of this. Atleast he'd get to live out his teen years and remember them. Charles mentally shrugged and placed a supportive hand on Logan's shoulder. "As I've said, this will be a challenge for you, but I'm sure you'll make it through just fine." he smiled genuinely as Logan looked up at him. "You better get some rest before you start school tomorrow. I've enrolled you as a foreign exchange student."
Logan rolled his eyes, slapping himself on the forehead. "Great." he grumbled, then raised a questioning eyebrow at the Professor. "Foreign exchange student?"
Xavier smiled wryly. "Well, you ARE Canadian."
Logan mumbled something under his breath and started out of the room.
"Don't worry Logan, since the students already know, they'll be helping you out tomorrow."
The furious mutant stomped out of Charles' office without uttering another word, only a low grunt escaped his lips, echoeing down the hall.
*****
Logan forced himself out of bed once Kitty ran into his room declaring it was time to get ready for school. He cursed loudly, once again being reminded of his situation as he stumbled out of bed.
After putting on his clothes, Logan realized that his normally 'relaxed fit' jeans were baggy, due to his knew shorter and somewhat slimmer stature, and his shirt no longer hugged his muscular chest and arms. He was still quite built, but his muscle mass had toned down alot, making him look as young as he did now. That didn't make Logan that upset, but what did was the fact that he was now a few inches shorter, and he thought he'd been a short guy before. "Great..." he mumbled to himself. "I get ta be the new kid AND the really short one."
Angry with his 'new' wardrobe, Logan pulled off his ill-fitting shirt and threw it to the floor. He marched out into the hallway and burst into Scott's room, rumaging around until he found a simple white t-shirt. After putting the shirt on that hugged his new shape perfectly, Logan stomped back into his room and put on his boots (that were only a little big), then donned his worn leather jacket and headed downstairs.
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"Hey Logan!" Kitty greeted happily. She wasn't at all put back by Logan's new appearance and seemed to be enjoying herself.
Logan nodded and offered a gruff, "Hey", to her and all the other students in the kitchen that were getting ready for school. He grabbed a cup of coffee, not understanding how the hell Kitty could be so perky this early in the morning. Logan sighed loudly, setting down his coffee mug and absently running a hand through his hair. He groaned as his fingers swept through the tangled mess, realizing that he hadn't bothered with it this morning.
Rogue watched Logan as he fiddled with his hair, just noticing that it was a bit shorter than it was when he was...normal sized. She suddenly had an idea and grabbed his arm, dragging a surprised Logan out of the kitchen.
"Rogue! What the hell?" he grumbled as she pulled him out of the room.
"C'mon, I gotta do somethin' with yur hair." she told him, gesturing for him to follow her up into her room.
"Why?" Logan grumbled, his eyebrows furrowed and almost angry. "What's wrong with my hair?"
"Nothin'..." Rogue told him, pulling out hair products from her drawers. "if ya wanna look like some deranged woodsman from the 50's."
Logan growled and Rogue just turned and smiled at him.
"Look, I gotta make it more fit fur...highschool." she told him seriously, applying gel to her hands and massaging it into Logan's hair before he could do anything.
He mumbled something under his breath, then crossed his arms as Rogue worked her magic. "Jus' get it over with."
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When Rogue finished with Logan's hair, it was spiked messily atop his head. She smiled proudly, then stood back to admire her work. "Ya look like a reg'lar badass teen now Logan." she grinned.
"Fine, don't we gotta get goin' or somethin'?" Logan mumbled, starting for the door.
"Oh man!" Rogue shouted, causing Logan to turn and stare at her. "We're late! Everyone's probably left already an' I don't got a car!"
Logan shrugged casually, walking into the hallway. "We'll jus' take my bike. I can still drive it." he said gruffly, gesturing for Rogue to move it. His muscles could be taken away, and even the few more inches height he had, but nothing was going to keep Logan from riding his motorcycle.
"'Kay, let's go!" Rogue grabbed her backpack off her bed and rushed after Logan out the door.
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