Wolverine stood at the edge of the sheetless bed staring at the open doorway. He pondered the point of his existence as he stared. "Why?" he asked quietly referring to why he was alive. "I must know, there answers must be out there, outside this room".
"Wolverine?" a robotic voice asked from behind him. "What are you doing out here?"
"I'm leaving", Wolverine replied not bothering to look back at Ironman. "What?" Ironman asked taken back by what Wolverine had just said. "I said, 'I'm leaving' bub", Wolverine replied. The two muggs stood in silence for a moment. "I can't let you do that Wolverine", Ironman said. Wolverine spun around and raised one of his claws "Just you try stoppin' me ya' coca cola can!" he retorted. "I will", Ironman replied taking a step forward.
The two charged each other slamming into each other. They each then began exchanging blows of their tiny little hands. Wolverine had range on his side so he was able to dodge most of Ironman's attacks. Ironman gav