As they walked down the road, away from Luigi's mansion, Garfield eagerly munched on the lasagna in the bag. He looked at his companion.

"Y'sure you don't want any?" he asked.

Wolverine looked down at him and said, "Why not. Give me a piece."

Handing the mutant a piece, they silently walked as they ate. Then when he was done, Wolverine began a conversation.

"So," he started, "tell me about this Jon guy."

"Jon? Well, he's not the most normal guy on the block," Garfield began.

I know what that's like, Wolverine thought in his mind.

"Plus, Jon's terrible at a lot of things. He's bad with women. He's bad with accordions. He's bad with fashion. If it exists, Jon's probably bad at it, unless it's feeding me."

Wolverine let out a little chuckle, and then reached into his pocket for a cigarette. He had none, and this bugged him. To counter his urge, he grabbed another bit of lasagna. Munching on it, he noticed what was coming ahead.

It was a portal. It had a steel-like frame, and it gave off a green glow. Walking up to it, the duo examined it. Wolverine gave it a tap and said, "Yep. Pure adamantium."

Garfield gave a puzzled look and asked, "Adamantium? What's that?"

"Well," Wolverine started, trying to explain it as best as he could, "adamantium is actually what my bones are made of. That's why I have these claws."

"Oh. So… now what do we do?"

Taking another look at the portal, Wolverine gave an answer: "We go through and see where it leads."

"Are you sure? My mother told me to never go through strange portals."

"Your mother said that?"

"Well, no. She always said to never trip the chef when he has muffins in his hands but, y'know, same thing."

"Well, I guess we have no choice."

And with that the two jumped through.

They wound up in a spaceport. Looking around, they saw that they were nowhere near Earth. Then a man in torso armor and goofy-looking tights ran past them, yelling, "He's coming!"

Before the confused duo could react a round pod flew past them, barely missing them. Landing, the pod cooled down and a door opened. Out came a man. He was almost six-feet-tall, wore green torso armor with no "shoulder spikes" and black pants, and had spiky black hair. A green lens covering his eye, he took a look around the room.

"WHERE IS HE?!" he yelled.

Garfield took a look around and asked, "Who?"

"FRIEZA!" The man replied.

"Freezer?" Wolverine asked, "I think it's on top of the refrigerator."

"NO I'M NOT!" a voice yelled. The three unwanted guests turned to look for the source, and there it was; a tall-ish white and purple alien who was bald and had a huge, lizard-like tail.

The alien chuckled at the mutant's joke, however, and continued, "So Bardock, we meet again."

He turned to our heroes. "I see we have some strangers aboard. Let me introduce myself. I am Lord Frieza, ruler of the Planet Trade Organization."

"So basically," Garfield commented, "real estate."

"Well, yes, I guess you could say that." Frieza replied.

"But that's not all!" Bardock yelled, "Frieza is a monster! He destroyed Planet Vegeta and all of its inhabitants!"

Frieza laughed, "Oh that's right. Last time I saw you I thought I had killed you and all of your puny race, save for your brats, that "Prince" Vegeta, and his bodyguard Nappa, as well as some of the ones I might have forgotten."

Bardock looked sternly at him, "Yes, I'm aware. But be ready Frieza! I've gotten stronger, and I'm ready to fight you this time!"

"Hold your horses there, spiky." Wolverine interrupted, "I think we'll take this guy on. He doesn't look so tough."

Bardock looked at them like they had grown seventy-four heads.

"What's the matter? You OK, spiky?"

"Well," Bardock said, "I just had a vision. You guys are going to get your butts handed to you on a silver platter, and then I have to fight him."

"Seems like a valid excuse not to fight." Garfield decided.

"No," Wolverine countered, "this alien guy committed mass genocide. I can't accept that. We're going to fight him, and that's final."

"Fine," Garfield groaned, "let's do it."

Frieza smirked and said, "This is going to be too easy."

"THAT'S WHAT YOU THINK!" Wolverine yelled, charging forward as Garfield gave chase from behind.