Story: Wolverine: Logan Tries To Find Work Remastered
Author: Master Jin Sonata
Written: April 2008
Remastered: July 2nd, 2016
Genre: Humor
Rating: T (Language, Violence, Comic Mischief)
Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or its lazy X-Man.
Get A Job!
The X-Mansion
Wolverine was sitting on the couch in the lobby of the X-Mansion, drinking a beer and smoking a cigar as he watches a football game. Halfway through the program, Professor Xavier wheels himself in front of the television, blocking Wolverine's view of the game.
"Hey chuck? Mind if you wheeled yourself out of my way? I can't see the game," Wolverine says, eyebrow raised.
"Logan, we need to talk," Professor Xavier says to him.
Wolverine sat up and sets his beer down and stands up. "If it's about the drugs you found in my room, they ain't mine, it belonged to some punk I wasted during our last mission."
"Actually, no, I wanted to talk to you about something more…constructive," Professor Xavier began.
"Oh? I suppose what I'm doing now doesn't count then, huh?" Wolverine chuckles.
"No…not quite. Logan, you need to get yourself a job," Professor Xavier says subtly.
Wolverine's cigar slid out of his mouth as he gave Professor Xavier a ' Oh hell no' expression. "A job? Heheh, you're screwing with me, aren't you?" Wolverine says, thinking this was a joke.
However, Professor Xavier didn't think it was funny. He rolls up to Wolverine and handed him a piece of paper.
"What's this?" Wolverine asks.
"It's a bill of all of the excess resources you expend monthly here around the X-Mansion. These bills aren't going to pay themselves you know," Xavier explains.
"What the hell? I though you receive money from the government to run this place!" Wolverine asks, staring at the huge list.
"I did…that was before you assaulted the Senator that time when I invited him to dinner here," Xavier reminds him.
"Hey! It's not my fault he says I looked like a bum! So what if I wasn't dressed properly or acted rough that evening?" Wolverine responds.
"That was the least of the problem. It wasn't necessary to bash his face into the fridge later that evening," Professor Xavier continues.
"That's because that bastard tried to take my last beer!" Wolverine protests.
Professor Xavier sighs and turns away from him. "You have until midnight to get yourself employed somewhere in the city, or you will be sleeping outside from now on," Professor Xavier says before exiting the area.
Wolverine crosses his arms, a very disgruntled look on his face.
"A job eh? Hmph, no problem. How hard could it be to find work?" he says to himself.
Continue on to the next chapter!