Chapter Thirty-Nine:

The Wonders of Glitch-Con

"Oh dear!"

Professor X rubbed his head, and a shaking hand put down the steaming tea cup upon his desk. Wolverine stood by the door, studying the psychic teacher's mannerisms, and the grizzly immortal mutant wondered what was troubling the kind Charles Xavier now.

"Is something wrong, Professor?" Wolverine asked in his gruff voice.

"Funny that you'd ask, Logan." Professor X replied, "It seems that someone out there is about to unleash an apocalypse of sorts, involving zombies that T-Pose. I don't have visions of forthcoming events all that much, but what I just saw was a vision that may become reality, and it's going to start at... Glitch-Con, was it?"

Wolverine stepped forward, "Is it Magneto?"

"Someone worse. I think I saw a purple hat with an L symbol sitting on the enemy's staff, but this is near impossible." Professor X looked at the clawed mutant, "Logan, head to Glitch-Con, and see if you can locate our mysterious apocalypse-herald before he unleashes his destructive powers on the world."

"Right away, I'll take the X-Jet..." Wolverine began to depart the room, "Where is this Glitch-Con, Professor?"

"Evidently, it's happening in the Mushroom Kingdom." Professor X held up a flier that advertised the convention known as Glitch-Con, and Wolverine looked at it, even as his mind almost exploded as soon as he saw the image of someone dressed up just like him.

"Bah, where am I now?" Wario sputtered angrily.

He was in a near-desolate area, somewhere in the mountains, gripping the Warp Flute in his hand very tight, and he could see a large statue standing upon a higher mountain peak above his location. The greedy fat Italian glanced around the somewhat-baren area, and his jaw dropped the second he spotted a massive USB surrounded by an odd glowing aura.

"Eh?! What is that?!" Wario asked with disbelief.

The anti-Mario walked towards the large USB, and a red light suddenly shone over him. Wario stood his ground in a cautious manner, then the light blinked, and a buzzer went off before an automated voice said: "You are not a guardian."

Wario rolled his eyes, "Honestly, I don't care about this right now. I got a brother to find."

He walked away from the USB, and blew the whistle again. A gust of wind surrounded Wario, and he was warped away from the mountainside, leaving the odd USB behind, and unaware of its true purpose.

'So, this is where Glitch-Con is bein' held.' Wolverine thought as he drank in the sight of the building decorated in convention banners. He'd just landed in the X-Jet after getting the directions, and the mutant was ready for his mission. The muscular mutant watched a pair of people dressed up in Batman costumes entering the building, and became more fascinated by the minute.

Even though the mission was important, it didn't hurt to check out the convention, and have some fun. Perhaps someone would think he was a cosplayer, not everyone was aware of the fact there was a real Wolverine out there, and he'd bumped into cosplayers before.

Wolverine casually walked towards the building, while sniffing the air a little, just in case trouble was close, and was greeted by the crowded, well-decorated, convention hall. He could see sci-fi booths, anime booths, and peoples of different species dressed in different costumes wandering about while having fun at different booths.

"Nice Wolverine costume there." A kid in a Stormtrooper costume commented when he saw Wolverine, "Are you emulating the comics or the 90s show?"

"I guess I'm cosplaying as Wolverine from the 1990s X-Men cartoon." Wolverine replied in a smooth voice, trying to blend in with the cosplayers, "Where can I find the Marvel Comics booth, I'm... looking for my fellow Marvel cosplayers, heard that Old Man Stan might be here today."

"Hi..." A Captain America cosplayer said, approaching Wolverine, "...I've been by the Marvel booth, and I can help you."

"Lead the way, uh, buddy." Wolverine gave a thumbs up, 'Man, who could have thought posing as someone cosplaying as me would be a walk in the park? Just take it easy, Logan, and we'll do fine...'

The young Captain America cosplayer, whose name was Deron, led Wolverine through the convention hall, and they passed by the Sci-Fi booth, where the Koopa King Bowser was polishing a lightsaber while wearing a Darth Vader helmet. Moments later, motorbike engines echoed through the halls, and Rubeus Hagrid rode into the convention on Sirius Black's motorcycle.

"Looks like I made it ter the right place." The half-giant said in his Scottish accent, "Hullo, Glitch-Con, the place where them pop culture-lovin' folks gather to honor their favorite stories, and meet with the fellers who have appeared in decades worth of movies, TV shows, video games, novels and comic books can meet up. So, where's the Harry Potter booth, huh? Heh-heh..."

The Hogwarts Groundskeeper/former student cut the engines of the bike, and climbed off, took the time to let a security guard lightly chastise him for parking inside the building, and began making his rounds through the convention hall before coming to the Sci-Fi booth as soon as he spotted a certain blue box.

"Y'know, I wonder if a certain bloke or woman wouldn't mind letting me borrow it for a li'l spin through time-and-space." Hagrid pondered aloud, "I've always wanted ter take a ride in the TARDIS."

"Excuse me, sir." A clawed finger tapped him on the shoulder, prompting Hagrid to turn and face the Vader-cosplaying Bowser, "Can I interest you in a working lightsaber?"

"Yer jokin', a lightsaber that actually works like in Star Wars?!" Hagrid exclaimed, stepping into the booth by the table.

"Just stand back, and I'll show ya." Bowser held up the lightsaber, which looked similar to Anakin's second lightsaber, and he tapped the activation button. Moments later, a blue blade emerged with a thrum, leaving Hagrid impressed.

"Interesting, eh?" Bowser asked, "Who could have thought a convention would be the perfect place to show off a real, working lightsaber that isn't a toy?"

"Yer not going to sell it to a tyke, are yeh?" Hagrid asked nervously.

"I hope he doesn't." Winnie the Pooh remarked as he observed Hagrid and Bowser's interaction, the playful stuffed bear made of fluff was sporting a Phase II Clone Trooper helmet on his head.

Vegeta was walking through the hall after spending some time at the Dragon Ball booth when the "Learn Your Basics" area caught his eye, with Baldi holding up a ruler while calling for anyone who was potentially interested in learning how to wield a ruler the way he did. Always eager to take up new challenges, Vegeta approached Baldi.

"Would you like to learn how to use a ruler?" Baldi asked.

"I, the great Sayan Prince, Vegeta, accept the ruler challenge." Vegeta took a ruler, and held it firmly. Baldi smacked his ruler into his hands, and Vegeta did the same with a smirk on his face. Having played Baldi's Schoolhouse once, he knew Baldi's mannerisms well.

"Wow. You're doing fantaaaastic!" Baldi complimented as Vegeta held the ruler, and pretended to smack someone with it.

"Nothing is impossible when you have the will!" Vegeta intoned.

"9 + 10 equals...?"

"It is known that 9 + 10 equals 19. 21 - 10 equals 11, and 9 + 12 = 21."

A couple booths over, the infamous Galactic Emperor Sheeve "Darth Sidious" Palpatine, who was rumored to have survived the Battle of Endor by transferring his mind into a clone body stored away somewhere in the Star Wars Galaxy, held a plate of cookies as he stood within a booth he'd taken over and named as the "Join The Dark Side booth".

Little did people know that the cookies that Palpatine was giving out had a special chip in them, and this chip would brainwash people to serve him, once his cookies had been eaten. So far, it seemed people weren't interested, save for one individual.

The famous Cookie Monster of Sesame Street was passing by when his nose twitched, then he turned in Palpatine's direction with wide eyes, and he cried, "Cookie?! COOKIES! VERY IMPORTANT TO ME!"

"Would you like a Dark Side cookie?" Palpatine offered with a sinister smile.

"Yes, I'd be happy to eat a COOKIEEEEEE!" The Cookie Monster grabbed several of them off the plate, and began to devour them all, unknowingly eating the special chip that the Sith Lord had planted into them.

'Eat it all, and join the Dark Side.' Palpatine thought, 'Soon, this world will be feasting on Palpatine's Special-Made Cookies, and I will have an army that will help me bring this planet into my Empire, and help me return to my Galaxy, where those who defied me will eat my cookies and become my slaves.'

"Tasty! TASTY!" The Cookie Monster exclaimed when he finished the last cookie, "MAKE ME MORE COOKIES!"

"Patience, my friend. I don't make cookies overnight." Palpatine advised, 'And there is a disturbance in The Force, for I can sense disaster will soon strike this convention. I must leave quickly, if the Empire's leader is to have a future.'