"Ughhhh my head is pounding!" moaned Fuel, head tilted back to let the cool wet towel drench his sweat ridden hair. True to his analogy, his head did throb as if something in it were about to explode out of there. "You're telling us!" a familiar blond shouted from across the room.
It was only a casual day in the middle of somewhere. Of course the twins, and their best friend Fuel, had to go outside and play practically the whole entire afternoon. Just some form of baseball, running around like maniacs as part of tag, wrestling, and a bunch more that had to take so much energy. This would not have been a problem for neither of the three, considering neither of them brought any refreshments.
"Claus, the next time we do an all day playtime party spree, remind me to bring water bottles."
"Can, to double do." the redhead responded. It was clearly inaudible through the pillow he was trying to shove his own face through to relieve pain.
"Now boys, I hope you learned your lessons. Never go out and play in the hot sun without proper food and drinks." Hinawa came into the twin's room, scolding them. It was only when they were finishing playing and fooling around at Lucas and Claus' home when they couldn't stand the heat anymore. They didn't wear their usual attires, of course from the heat, but nevertheless they wore white shirts with no sleeves, shorts (yellow, blue and red for each of them.), and sandals.
"Mom nagging at us isn't going to make the pain go away!" Claus groaned to his ever so on the dot mother. Lighter would be here to take Fuel back to Sunshine Forest, but the pain was agonizing he couldn't walk... None of them to be exact.
"Oh come now, Claus. You're the oldest out of the three of you! You should be more careful how you play! Look at Lucas!" she scolded once more.
"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry. I need rest and a remedy to get rid of this terrible misery!" he groaned. It didn't ease his mood, in fact made him want to throw himself in an ice bath to relieve some of the distress.
Hinawa just shook her head, smiling a little proudly just watching her boys lay on the couches. Those were her boys. The ever reluctant Claus facing danger right in the face every time they did anything, and Lucas the voice of reason of the three. Fuel could be described as the ever more oblivious person. He never worries about the two, and yet he's similar to Claus where he just goes ahead at things.
Along with Lucas. He got the lesson of being quiet when needed, incase it was an argument with parents, or something he didn't quite understand. He wasn't the smartest of the two, just a tad bit more clever.
'I don't know what I'd do without them.' he thought idly watching them argue with their mother. He snickered silently through a formed crack beneath his towel for his eyes.
Indeed Fuel is the first best guy friend that the twins were accustomed to along with each other, it always felt natural they felt needed together. Not just Lucas with Fuel, Fuel with Claus, all three of them together was a necessity. It's like that pact they formed the minute they saw each other as babies.
*Flashback*
"Alwight guys, lets make this official!" a four year old version of Claus began. All three were currently playing in a mud puddle in the middle of April, just after the twins birthday's.
"Make what official big bwo?" the blond twin asked his brother.
"The pact! We've known each other for about a few months now, and I think it's about time we stuck together as best friends!"
Although to Fuel this was odd, he'd never heard of someone making that big of a commotion before, even though he wasn't sure what was going on.
"Fuel, you and Wucas are my best fwiends. I don't want this group to leave each othew!" he grabbed a nearby stick. Two others as well, that were buried in the thick substance of the earth, giving one to Lucas then Fuel.
"From this day forth, we will be the bwotherw buddies! Wucas put out your stick!" the blond did so in the middle. "You will be further known as alpha!"
Figuring it was his turn, Fuel put his stick on top of Lucas'. "I dub you Fuel, beta!" the redhead said.
"And I will be known as gamma!" he said putting his stick. It was as if from that then on their pack would be unbreakable, and they'd anything with and for each other.
*End Flashback*
Fuel himself loved that time. He felt appreciated, and part of their family. Besides the fact he had his father, he never did know his mother. She was never around, so it was foreign of him to hear nagging from Hinawa. Yet, he still thankful that she would be a mother figure...
Even if she wasn't married to Lighter.
"Alright, Alright boys. Hee hee. You all and your games. I'll get you all some medication to ease the pain. After that the both of you up to your room!" she said pointing to the stairs.
Neither of the twins were scornful about getting in bed, so they just nodded. "Fuel would you like to join them?" she asked a little concerned leaving Fuel out of this. After all he was agonizing too.
"Ummm... sure." he contemplated a little, unsure if their were two beds. He didn't want to choose between the two to sleep in, let alone with.
"They sleep in one huge bed. Room for one more." she giggled lightly. Just like that she trotted away, skipping gallantly towards the kitchen to get her sons, and Fuel children's medication.
It was liquid of course, since they are twelve, but she was worried for their health's sake about taking pills, specifically Lucas. All three of them took their turn to gradually drink their proper doses, and off they went walking upstairs.
All three waited in front of the twins' door. Turning the knob and opening the door, the rush of cold wind blew in their faces. Thank goodness Hinawa and Flint could afford air conditioning in both the kids and parents bedrooms.
Their bodies practically melted from the rush, and they made their way to the huge bed. Claus fell in the middle, Lucas to his right, Fuel to the left. All three let out their nostalgic breaths letting their bodies adjust to the temperature change, careful not to make their headaches worse.
"I hate sunstrokes." all three said... in unison for that matter. They didn't bother putting on blankets. Too much the effort. Claus, to his advantage, wrapped his arms around Lucas and Fuel, using them as his heat pacifiers.
The other two did the same thing instinctively practically covering Claus head to toe in their bodies. Faces mostly smushed, none of them minded one bit. The pain in their heads were unbearable and just stuck to each other like glue.
Yep. Just another summer day of usual light sun strokes.
Hinawa went upstairs to make sure they were comfortable. Seeing her job was complete, she closed the door.
...
The wind actually aided her in that matter from the a/c, and it slammed it.
"AUGHHHHHH!" was audibly heard form the other side of the door. Hinawa spoke a small 'oops' and made her way downstairs, returning to her knitting.
A/N: OT3 drabble, LuClauFuel! Thank you for reading this chapter! It's quite obvious they were an OT3 from the start.
