This story is being co-written by me and my friend Alexia (Lady Stars). Please do not ask where or how this amazing story was created, we were just bored and on a sugar high, okay!


Logan entered the room and slammed the door behind him, furious. Scott had been a complete asshole…again. Just because he is Xavier's pet doesn't give him any right to dictate Logan's life. Hell, all he wanted was a fricken' beer!! It didn't matter if he had to teach in the Danger Room later that day, a little buzz does a man good every now and then!

He gnashed his teeth and there was a hiss through the air as his adementium claws extended from his knuckles. Letting his anger get the better of him, Logan proceeded to slash at his furniture, tearing up the bed sheets and ripping up the upholstery from his armchair. He swept his arm across the top of his dresser, throwing everything to the ground. Logan ripped the door of his closet open-the force tore it off its hinges. Turning around, he saw and large body mirror, just asking to be smashed by his fist. He strode over, pulled his fist back, and sunk it deep into the mirror. Logan's eyebrows flew up when the material did not break, but absorbed his hand. His momentum carried him forward and, faster than he could say, "What the hell?" he tumbled through the mirror.

Multicolor swirls flashed passed his eyes as he floated by a sea of clocks and pocket watches. A white rabbit skated by on roller blades and he raised an eyebrow when he saw that the thing was as big as he was. Happy theme park music began to play as he found himself plopped in an oversized armchair seated at a tea table set for many. At the end of the long table was a tall, lengthy man in a purple suit pouring tea for another freaking rabbit, but this one was brown and wearing a technicolored suit. A mouse with glasses popped up out of the teapot and shook the tea off him.

Who are these homos? he thought but the scene was immediately changed to a forest and he was running down a path, chasing a crazy pair of eyeballs that formed into a fat, purple cat with a large and creepy grin. Once again, the surroundings changed. On either side of him was a black man dancing. He felt compelled to move to the beat and found himself doing dance moves from the 70's. Then he was falling, falling through the air once more and crashed to the ground. The skating rabbit from earlier passed by, this time much smaller than before, and went through a crooked door. He then found himself shrinking down to the rabbit's size and decided to follow it. The door led to the pages of a book being held by a massive green caterpillar.

"Hellooooo," the caterpillar said with low, droning voice. As he spoke, the letters of the word "hello" glided out of his mouth and Logan found himself clinging to the letters for dear life as he was propelled through the air. Then they disappeared and he landed on a heart-shaped tree placed on a checkerboard. Across from him was a black woman wearing a red dress and holding a flamingo, preparing to hit a rainbow-colored ball. She hit the ball directly toward him and he was suddenly staring at a colorful void. The image faded into nothingness and he drifted into the black sea of unconsciousness.

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Logan blinked slowly. He was staring at a bright blue expanse of sky with trees blocking his vision. He sat up and looked around. Logan found himself in a particularly green forest in a small clearing. In front of him was a sign with two arrows. One pointed left and read 'The Mad Hatter's' and the arrow pointing right said 'The Palace'. Logan blinked again and said, "What the fuck?"