It was currently 1962 and Laura and I opened a small restaurant together three years ago. It wasn't big or very successful but we loved it that way.
The 60s were… interesting, lots of colors, cannabis, and hippies. People were mildly stupid and insane but not nearly as bad as in the 2020s. Of course, even more interesting than their strange hairstyles were the Mutants.
Mutants weren't known to the public yet but that didn't stop them from being experimented on or to plan the next World War.
Since the HP verse was supposed to be many years later and it shouldn't be possible for us to be now after graduating, I could only blame my wife for this. The advantage of having a wife who is every man in existence is that she knows that inside we are all children who just want to have fun.
Men don't grow up, we just get better at hiding our inner child.
Since I have the OK, I split myself in two and let my other half join the chaos. Should I help Shawn and start WW3? But if I do this I won't get to have fun with the future chaos, damn.
Temporary peace it is, after that I will not go easy on the world.
(Government building, somewhere)
While my other half was still helping out in the restaurant, I found the mutant group before they were attacked. The first thing on the list; deal with the bad writing.
Darwin's death was the biggest plot hole to ever exist in a movie. How can a mutant whose entire power it is not to die, die? The dude once even evolved into a God just to survive being touched by Hela's death touch.
While it was raining humans from the sky, I was tweaking some of the mutant's powers. Darwin wasn't the only one done dirty in the movie on which this universe is based. Angels fireballs were hardly any stronger than a small firecracker and Havoc's energy blast got weaker when he learned to control it.
Hank might have said that the device would concentrate his energy but he couldn't even destroy a mannequin when before he could slice up a metal statue.
As for the others, Sonic Scream is such a basic power that I don't even want to touch it, and someone who couldn't even accept their own look didn't even deserve my mercy in the first place.
Just as I was finishing my work on Shawn's helmet, Darwin decided to play hero and save someone who didn't even want to be saved. Let's see his face when he notices he is wearing a pink helmet with bunny ears and has to keep wearing it if he wants to be safe from Charles.
Everyone here should know the scene so I won't bother to narrate it, so here is the result.
Since I made Darwin immune to plot, a very overpowered ability by the way, his mutation did not make him self-destruct but ejected the swallowed energy again.
What goes in one way, comes out the other.
With a very disturbing sound, a high-intensity energy beam shot out from his ass and obliterated the wall behind him but Shawn was no longer there to see it as Azazel already teleported them away.
"Well, that was interesting" I said in a cheerful tone that immediately turned all heads to me.
"Who are you?" Banshee asked, worried about my sudden appearance.
"Me? No one. Who are you?" I returned his question.
They were still in shock from suddenly being attacked by a bunny-eared Shawn and now there was another stranger person here.
Everyone grew silent and just watched me, battle-ready in case I attacked them.
"Well, this is going nowhere. I had my fun, we will see each other in the future. Tuddles" and I was gone, leaving a group of stunned and confused mutants behind.
This was not as interesting as I had hoped it to be but I just couldn't miss such a good chance for mischief.
Next, making sure Magneto doesn't get disturbed while he throws the bombs back to their sender.
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A/N- Maybe I'm just out of shape after taking a short break but I find it super hard to write a decent plot about the movie.
I already have plans for future chapters so it should get better.