DO you remember that fateful day when Chuck Norris refused to play the Sega Saturn? Well, it did not end well. There was an apocalyptic fight, but it didn't just destroy his universe- it broke the Omniverse as well. Every group collided into one main universe, with few known locations. And this is where we begin.

GARFIELD woke up in a strange place. He was still on the pink couch his owner, Jon Arbuckle, had, but the room had visibly changed. It was blue, with white lines running horizontally and vertically. It reminded him of a certain television show he had regularly seen on BBC America. Looking around, he couldn't help but notice the giant purple robot looming in front of him. It must have been as tall as four Garfields, and it was quite muscular. Now Garfield, being the lazy cat he is, naturally wasn't concerned.

"Is it Monday?" he asked.

"PREPARE TO BE ELIMINATED" the robot said.

"Oh yeah, definitely Monday."

Before the robot did anything, it soon had a shadowy figure jump on its back and slice its robotic head off. The shadowy figure jumped off and within a few seconds the robot exploded. Unfortunately for the fat orange cat, the explosion disintegrated the couch. Then the shadowy figure walked over.

"Hey!" Garfield yelled, "Jon's going to kill me for that!"

"Well," the figure said with a scruffy voice, "sorry for saving your life."

Then the figure revealed himself. He was tall but hunched over, wearing a yellow-and-blue jumpsuit, and a mask with points on each side. One could not help but notice the sharp, metallic claws on each hand either.

"Hey!" Garfield said in surprise, "I know who you are! You're Hugh Jackman!"

"I don't know who you're talking about," the man said, "but that's not my name."

"Alright alright. So what do you want me to call you?"

"Just call me Wolverine."

"Alright 'Wolverine'. What do you want, and where am I?"

"Funny. I was gonna ask you the same thing."

"Well I have no clue. One minute I'm sleeping at home, my stomach full of lasagna, next thing you know I'm here."

"Lasagna? Oh, you're that fat cat from the newspaper comics."

"Watch it buddy. I'm not fat, I'm big-boned."

"That's not what Jon thinks."

"I know. Hey, speaking of Jon, have you seen him?"

Wolverine shook his head.

"Hmmm. Well, if we're stuck here we might as well do something." Garfield decided.

"Come with me."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"Yes, I heard you. But the thing is, I just don't go around with random superheroes!"

"How about your days with the Pet Force?"

"That's different."

Wolverine grabbed Garfield and charged at a wall. Upon impact Garfield fell through, leaving Wolverine a very confused mutant. Poking his hand through to test the waters, Wolverine put his head through. He saw a mansion that looked like it hadn't been touched since Professor X was young, and sleeping on the ground was Garfield.

Stepping through, Wolverine poked the cat with his finger.

"Wake up," he grumbled. Garfield slowly opened his eyes.

"Breakfast already?" he asked with a yawn in the middle.

"No, just the same thing as what happened before you fell asleep."

"Oh. Bummer."

Standing up, Garfield looked around, and then he commented, "This place is a dump."

"Hey!" a voice yelled from behind them. Turning to look, they found a short man with a long head in a green shirt and hat with purple overalls. He also had a handlebar mustache and wore white Disney-like gloves.

"Yes, can we help you?" Wolverine asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"Actually you can." the short guy replied, "You can help me by taking that back, you fat cat!"

"Well for that," Garfield started, "I won't!"

"Fine, but I, Luigi the plumber, am warning you…"

"So what?! We can kick your butt any day!"

"Then make it today!"