Archive: Ask first and I'll say yes.
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Author's notes: Sillyfic ahoy! Sort of an answer to that Galaxy Quest challenge. You'll see what I mean. And some (okay, lots) of Hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy thrown in for good measure.
*is thoughts*
Somewhere in Australia
Scott Summers is on a mission. Logan, AKA the Wolverine, is missing and has been for several months.
Scott's at a loss as to why it has taken Charles so long to pinpoint his location, or even why he bothered to try in the first place. It's not like they need a psychopathic, blood-thirsty, berzerking Canadian with adamantium claws on the team. Nope, no vacancy there so why was he here in some Australian suburb looking for him? And what would a bar-brawling cage-fighter do where there's no seedy bars in the first place?
Nothing as far as Scott could see, which left him with two options as why he was really there. Either Cerebro was mistaken yet again (hopefully less a grave a mistake since it fucked up the last time - finding Sabretooth where you thought a scared ten year old would be is something you don't want to experience twice. Come to think of it, not even once) or Charles had finally cracked.
He was about to find out since he was now standing outside his target, the presumed home of the Wolverine. He didn't recognize the name on the mailbox though so he assumed Logan had taken on a new alias. He knocked on the door and waited and soon enough the door opened and a man asked "Yes?" in a curious voice.
Scott was in shock, almost the picture of the infamous jawdrop really. It both was Logan and it wasn't that was standing before him. The man had the same build and the same voice but the "I don't give a shit" look was missing together with the sideburns and the unruly hair. Oh well. Couldn't hurt to ask could it?
"Logan?"
"No, you've got the wrong guy. Sorry."
"You sound and look like him. Don't you remember me? Scott
Summers? You used to call me a dick."
"Well, my name's not Logan. I used to play a guy with that
name once though, in a couple of movies about the X-men."
"Movies?"
"Yes. I'm an actor. The name's Hugh Jackman and it's nice
to meet you even though we've never met before."
"I'm a member of the X-men! Who made a movie about us? And when?"
At that Mr Jackman laughs out loud, making Scott look very pissed off indeed. No one laughs at the Fearless Leader and gets away with it!
