"It's been raining for a few weeks now." Yang commented.

"Yeah…" Tifa poked at the fire. It wasn't a big flame by any means, but it kept the trio warm and staved off hypothermia. And the wood they used to make it took a long time to dry out. Even with the combined efforts of Tifa's Fire Materia and Yang's Semblance, they couldn't keep up for too long.

"How's Lucy?" Yang asked.

"Asleep, thankfully." Tifa sighed, "Also, we're running low on food."

"I'll go fishing later." Yang said, "It's easier when Lucy's Vectors are keeping the rain off of me. Still, it's weird."

"What's weird?"

"All this rain. How is it even working?"

"Good point." Tifa realized, "There has to be a place on this planet where the heat is so intense that it evaporates all the water and gets it into the sky where it can make that rain."

"With the downpour here, I'd hate to see whatever heat source is making all the clouds in the air."

"You'd think that this place would be a water planet with all the rain though…" Tifa commented, "Not that I'm complaining."

"Eh, it makes for some nice ambiance to cuddle by the fire." Yang chuckled as she made her way back to where Tifa was sitting.

"I guess so. Now get over here. I miss my cuddly ray of sunshine." Tifa patted the small sleeping bag mattress.

"Alright. Fishing tomorrow then. Think you can check on our makeshift garden?"

"Yang, nothing grows there. No sunlight, remember? And as much of a ray of sunshine you are, you technically don't count."

"Alright." Yang yawned, "I'll see you when I wake up."

"I hate rain." Lucy muttered as she was using her vectors to shield herself and Yang from the downpour.

"I know, Lucy, but until we figure out what's going on, how we got here, and what we can do, we have to deal with it."

"Ugh, can't your mom hurry up and kick the bucket so you can get that magic and clear up the skies?"

"Patience. We still have to go through a redemption arc for her, remember?" Yang rolled her eyes.

"Mother, with all due respect, you've basically tried too hard to be her antithesis. You hardly think about yourself or your own happiness in your world. For once, can't you be a little selfish?"

"Not my nature." Yang replied.

"Is this why you won't eat out mom's pu-"

"OKAY! And we're finally at the fishing hole!" Yang declared, "And we're going to have a long talk about your weird obsession with me and your mom… Horizontally dancing later."

"Mother… I've seen some shit." Lucy raised an eyebrow, "You don't have to dance around the subject of sex. Or use weird euphemisms like… 'Horizontally dancing.' All I want is something so that you two don't feel like the physical embodiment of diabetes."

"Wha- We are not the physical embodiment of diabetes!" Yang defended.

"I distinctly remember Uncle Guts gagging when you two were feeding each other and calling each other unbearingly cute pet names."

"Guts would call anything diabetic." Yang countered, "I'm pretty sure that he called Batman's whole deal of seeing his parents being murdered 'halfway traumatizing' or something like that." She muttered as she prepared the fishing line.

"Pinkie agreed with him." Lucy pointed out.

Yang sighed, "Point taken. But it's still nobody's business about how we go about our relationship!"

"Fair point. Do you want me to use my vectors to get some fish?"

"Try to not grab all of them. We still kinda need them to keep breeding." Yang pointed out.

"Yeah yeah." Lucy waved off, "Geez… you end up having a voice in your head that tells you to replace all of humanity one time, and you never live it down…"

"Okay, I think we got enough for a few days… Ugh, what I wouldn't give to have some actual variety at some point…"

"There's always mom's-"

"LUCY!"

"I was going to say 'garden.'"

"Uh huh. That's about as likely as people shutting up about Goku vs. Superman."

Lucy shrugged as she made her way with the fresh catch the two managed to nab. These fish were particularly tricky. As if they evolved to escape something viscous and with abilities similar to Lucy.

Hopefully, they won't have to encounter what those fish typically run from anytime soon.

Wade: And now it's time for you to feel the wrath of my forward arie-

Dude: And sourspot.

Pinkie: So we all agree that that was karma for trying to revive that, right?

Dude: Woo! 2011 result! Woo! That's another win for me!

Pinkie: Thanks for letting me live for twelve seconds, by the way.