Once his fever had lifted, he treated himself to the new pair of glasses. They were thin and a maroon color, and they weren't so thin that they would break easily. Once placed it had such a light weight and comfortable feeling.

"Thank you, Fuel. It's like they aren't even there."

"That's the point!" Fuel laughed. He smiled and winked as he continued, "they're also a good color for you and can go with anything you happen to wear too."

"Blah blah, Fuel. I don't see why that even matters..." Claus muttered under his breath. "Not to say they aren't nice but..."

"Of course you wouldn't understand, neither do I have the time to explain-"

"Because there's nothing to explain."

Fuel's eyebrow twitched as he restrained himself from taking the bait that would lead to yet another verbal fight. Forcing a smile that became crooked, he raised a hand up and stated, "Yeah, because I have to head back now."

That statement caused Lucas to frown and ask, "Really Fuel?"

He nodded and answered, "Yeah, the pest next to you dragged me away from work in his fuss." His once crooked smile turned into a smirk at Claus's irritated expression. Satisfied for the moment, he looked down at their four legged friend in between them. "I think I should take Boney with me too."

Claus excused his rival-friend for the moment to also look at Boney who appeared kind of beat. The scale of their love-hate relationship was teetering to love as he asked softly, "You okay, chubby dog?"

"I'm tired, not dying, Claus," and as he looked up, he snorted in offense.

Claus's expression was mischief epitomized. He replied with a light chuckle, "who said anything about death but you, old guy?"

"I know you, you bastard." The scale now teetered to the opposite direction, never at balance. While the two exchanged banter, Lucas finally spoke up.

"...Am I hearing an argument between...you and Boney?"

"Oh right-" Claus idly mumbled. He never conversed with their dog around him to avoid confusion. "Ever since I was a kid I could hear all kinds of animals because of PSI," he looked back down at Boney just to add, "fat dog included." Ignoring the growls of their aged dog for a moment, Lucas looked between them and then focused his gaze on Boney.

"...Boney?"

"Lucas?" Lucas covered his mouth in shock; he still was not used to this. "Uh, yeah. You'll uh...get used to it. Sorry I can't be your practice coach, but I wanna go home. I need rest and I can only take the quirky bastard besides you for so long without it."

"Oh, you two, I know you're used to the pet names but I do have a name." The brunettes, that being the dog and the crafty engineer, snorted in reply and turned their backs. It just made 'the bastard pest' laugh.

For Lucas, whenever things gotten like this it made him sheepish. To put a neat end to it all he stated, "Alright. Be careful you two. We will be as well and return as soon as possible." It was a little robotically polite, if only because this was such a rehearsed line for not just Fuel and Boney, but for others as well. Once the other pair walked ahead, Claus grown a little more serious and Lucas could feel such without even asking.

"...So what are you doing out here?" He looked over at him, a single brow risen and his lips in a slight frown.

"To go see the D.C.M.C," Lucas answered.

"But why by yourself?"

"Because I had the money to go," and he was excited for many things. To confirm the rumors as false or true, and to hear the music he heard on radios in-person. To be in a new atmosphere... so many reasons he couldn't figure out how to state. Claus looked away for the moment because the answer still stung and he didn't want the stinging feeling to be shared or noticed. Lucas noticed anyway, but he always gave his twin the sense of peace of never letting that known. "And... because I had it, I didn't want to trouble you."

"Lucas, I wasn't troubled."

"Yes you were, you hate anything and everything pigmask, and yet you worked for them in order to-" That's when Lucas stopped and felt a stinging emotion himself. Even though Claus wouldn't admit the trouble he went through, he still went through the trouble of dealing with the people he hate for several weeks just so Lucas could spend a few hours at a concert, and in his haste he left him and his efforts behind without realizing it. "I'm so sorry, Claus. I didn't even realize it until now...! I just got really excited and hasty-" His shoulders were gripped upon. Not roughly, neither gently, but firmly; and when he looked up, he saw his once usually hardened expression go very tender.

"It's alright," and he was soft spoken. "I understand...I used to be hasty too, remember?"

"...Still...I should apologize for that." He smiled himself, and sincerely, "but we'll both be able to go now. That should matter most."

"Right." He let his shoulders go to get a look at the road ahead of them. "Hopefully there isn't a long wait for the cable car."

"Hm?" This was something Lucas didn't know about either. "Cable car?"

"D.C.M.C's place is way up atop a mountain-like area. The car, like a train, travels on a set path to the destination. Except it's a very strong and large cable that carries it to the top. Obviously I've never been on it, I've just seen it come and go."

That made naive twin gasp in excitement.

"That sounds so cool~!" The hardened twin chuckled fondly and turned to the direction they needed to travel towards and walked on. Lucas had a pep in his step and a huge grin as well, it wasn't frequent that he was like this and it easily put Claus in a better mood. That is until he saw a cattlesnake and tensed up immediately. "Huh...what is that, Claus? It looks...like a cow with a snake neck?"

"...A cattlesnake pretty much." Time from time cattlesnakes would knock over entire train station docks when pissed or irritated, and he's wrestled with one before; getting pretty injured in the end. He was lucky for those odd revitalization machines that it only looked like he had 'work' bruises when he returned home that day; others, not so lucky. They lost their lives to those fearsome cattlesnakes. He did not want the same for Lucas.

"Claus...? You're so tense." He looked at the cattlesnake that was slooowly hauling both its weight and head around. Like the other creatures... he was both intrigued as well as sympathetic. What it was going through did not look convenient nor comfortable.

Claus swallowed the lump in his throat. He was very prideful...but his twin's safety was on the line and his tensed demeanor was already plain as day. He decided to answer, "that thing is very, very dangerous. We can't approach it what-so-ever no matter how slowly it moves. It destroys station docks and killed people working here, and there's only going to be more of them. Not to mention that...their weakness lies within cold temperatures but..." Wait. He looked over at Lucas. "What kinda PSI do you have?"

"Uh..." He looked at his hands, then at the sky. Once the fever was gone he did recall hearing a little 'message' in his mind but soon forgot about it. "Love...? Life up...alpha... And healing alpha...?" He blinked in confusion. It felt like he spurred out 'empty' thoughts.

"Huh... life up and and healing? I can get healing but I wonder what life up does...obviously nothing...offensive." The tension came back when he heard an 'oom' from the cattlesnake in the distance. The simple minded thing was in the middle of the road. "It's weak to the cold..." He sighed and watched it go into its resting position. "Damn it."

"You sure we can't walk past it...?"

"...I don't want to risk it, I really don't." He crossed his arms in thought. He would be up for getting stronger with another wrestle match...at the risk of his legs, but not while Lucas was around, no way, but looking at Lucas's frowning expression... "You could...run past it."

"You think?"

He turned his gaze towards the vicious cow and answered, "Yeah," while summoning a subtle electrical current beneath his curled finger tips. Lucas was a novice with his PSI abilities, he wouldn't be able to tell, at least not right away. "Ready, Lucas?"

"Yeah," he was confident in his brother's answer. He seemed lax and he said it was alright so what was there to lose? "Ready..."

"Go!" He sprint ahead and kept his senses sharp for Lucas. As he thought, the cow lifted its long neck up displaying a mischievous grin in place. Lucas ran past and...Claus punched it in the head with his bare fist; now recalling he was completely unarmed. "Keep running, Lucas!" He cried as he was toppled over by the very same cow from the other week. The chimera was threatening to stomp his face in with its hove, but putting the power of both of his palms up, he managed to throw it off balance with his electrical palms and roll away. His heart hammered against his chest as he scrambled to get up and away, kicking up grass behind him in his haste.

"Claus!" Lucas cried as he watched the cow catch up with him and slam its tail into his back. "Oh god!" He was quite a bit of distance from the terrifying chimera, and it was a good thing because he stopped dead in his tracks.

"I'm okay!" His eyes screwed shut and he grinded his teeth; he was feeling a bit of paralysis from the slam on that area. "AGH!" He cried out again when it slammed into his back once more. The pains of last week was getting a redux. "D-Don't come! Gragh!" Neither of them realized it, but Lucas was quite a distraction.

"Claus! I can't leave you to get beaten to death!" Tears streamed down his face as he patted around for a weapon, any kind of weapon. But the two bombs he had he already used, and according to his twin he didn't have anything offensive. Just what could he do?

"Stupid fu-" This time, the tail slammed into an orange but see-through barrier. It shattered immediately, but the amount of time required the cattlesnake to lift its tail back up and slam it down was enough for Claus to turn over and and counter it with a much stronger assist Psi. He turned the tables somewhat, but he was still in such pain from the previous hits. He just put up another shield, this time carefully made of three layers. He gritted his teeth as he braced for the next hit coming by.

Lucas couldn't sit back and watch this happen. He stood up against a much bigger and terrifying foe before, he could stand up against a snickering foul natured cattlesnake. He felt his memories, emotions and spirit pool and swish around his stomach, to pulsing roughly and differently than a heart beat in his chest before it finally fired along with a yell. A powerful gust swept by, and it was selective on who and what it clawed through; that target was the cattlesnake that was no longer snickering. Even with it's size and weight it was still tossed across the plains by the cyan colored 'gust'. The rough wind blowing everywhere caught the battered twin off guard as he shielded his head and face even if it wasn't cutting or pricking him at all. When it calmed down he slowly fell on his back and stared at the clouds in the sky. He exhaled heavily when the worried face of his rosy cheeked twin loomed over him.

"That windy one...so much bigger than mines." His eyes drifted off to the still collapsed cow that was as laid out as he was. "...I wonder what it is." Sure he had it himself, but it felt much different what Lucas just dished out and for the first time as well.

"...Love." Lucas murmured; the name came to him like second nature. "Claus...can you move?" He watched as he tried to move in response but just winced and groaned in pain instead. "Okay...try not to flinch..." He softly instructed and turned him over on his stomach. He had a clue on how to make this 'PSI' thing work, and he was certainly glad he got something called 'healing' on him. He gently pressed his fingers on his back and concentrated. As he 'wished' his desire to take place, his hands tingled with warmth and a soft green glow overtook his small hands. It was a very quick action and when the glow faded, he pulled his hands back.

Claus blinked in confusion before he sat up out of reflex without noticing he wasn't stiff and numb anymore. He grinned at him and exclaimed, "you just healed my back! Heh, that's great!" As he continued grinning, Lucas then placed one hand on his cut forehead, and another on his visibly bruised shoulder. A different shade of green was here, and the wounds disappeared just like that, along with the stinging feeling with them. He gasped, "was that also healing?"

"...Life...up..." Lucas raspily replied before falling forward and into him.

"L-Lucas?" He felt his forehead on his neck, and it was burning up again. He sucked his teeth and hurriedly picked him up. Tightly held in his arms he kept the hurried pace and got away from the tamed cattlesnake up the road. He never experienced a consecutive fever like this himself, neither did he ever use up so much energy in one sitting before like Lucas must've. It gravely worried him. Hopping out of the way of the squawking sticks and over to the factory grounds, he wondered if he should carry Lucas in there or wait around with him unseen. He was going to have to go with the latter. He recalled his prior prank on the colonel pigmask from earlier. He positioned himself outside of the factory, around the back where no one ever goes and cursed under his breath, "Shit...!" He couldn't leave Lucas alone here, not even for a split moment to get him a bottle of water. He shivered with anxiety and held him close. "Lucas..."

This PSI wasn't much of an invincibility sort of thing after all.

A/N: Sometimes I wonder if my updates have been so sporadic that the majority of the people who were reading once before forgotten this exist or not? Haha..