The next day seemed no different from the first. Stitch had Cobalt exhausted and had him gasping for breath by mid afternoon. Wiping sweat from his body with a ragged towel he'd been loaned, Cobalt made his way to the yard's only wooden bench and sat down. Leaning his head back against the brick wall behind him, Cobalt closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. All at once he felt soft arms encircling his neck, and a weight, although light, sitting down in his lap. Cobalt jerked his eyes open and stared right into Cosmic's.

"Cosmic, what are you doing!" He hissed sharply. Cosmic pressed her lips lightly against the corner of Cobalt's mouth, staring up into his eyes. Cobalt pushed her away from him. A pout crossed over Cosmic's beautiful face.

"Just saying good afternoon..." She purred, her pout turning into a smirk. "Is that wrong?..." Cobalt glared at her coldly.

"If Stitch ever saw you and me like…like that… I'd be dead in a day!" Cosmic rolled her eyes.

"Stitch wouldn't do that to you, honey. He knows he's not my only, mmm, playmate, shall we say? Besides…" A smug smile crossed her face once more. "You're just the strongest, fastest, most good-looking hunk of engine I've seen for a long time…"

"I swear, last night as a huge mistake." Cobalt growled. "It never should have happened! If Stitch ever finds out about that-"

"Relax…" Cosmic purred. "Stitch won't find out…I promise." Cobalt's glare didn't lessen. Cosmic groaned. "Fine, fine. Cool your jets; I'll leave…" She sauntered away. Cobalt sighed and hugged his knees tightly against his chest.

Less then 2 hours later, Cobalt was standing before a familiar sign. May's Home for Orphans. The engine took a deep breath before letting his fist fall against the door.

"Eris! You have a visitor!"

Eris raised her head from her bed, a puzzled look crossing her delicate features. She sat up amongst a pile of scattered papers covering her bed sheets. 'To Cobalt' each of them read, along with various introductions. Eris seemed to be waiting to write the perfect letter to her big brother. She wasn't in any huge hurry anyway – her brother's address had yet to be found. And that was assuming he lived at an address. So far, no staff worker at May's Home for Girls had come up with anything useful.

"Eris! A young man is here to see you!" Eris opened her door.

"Be there in a sec, Mitch!" Eris left her room, closing her door softly behind her.

"Hey, Eris!" came an excited voice. Eris turned to see a small dark blue male caboose of the same age skipping over to her. "Missed ya at lunch!"

"Sorry Beau. I was busy in my room."

"Writing another letter?" Beau's cheerful smile disappeared. "To your brother?..." Eris nodded.

"Uh huh. Figure maybe this time I can actually get more written down then 'Dear Cobalt, I miss you a lot…'" Beau sighed.

"Think you'll ever see him again, Eris?" Eris met Beau's eyes, her own very sad. "I hope so…" She whispered. "He was the best big brother in the world…"

Eris and Beau reached the Home's living room. And who she saw there made her shriek with joy.

"COBY!" Cobalt jerked in surprise – his back had been to her. He turned around quickly.

"Eris? They – they said you'd be here…" He was cut off by Eris rushing forward and leaping into his arms, burying her face against Cobalt chest.

"Coby, I can't believe it's you! I missed you so, so much! It's been forever since you left me here…" When she finally pulled her face away it was streaked with tears. Cobalt's eyes widened and he gently set her down.

"Don't cry, Eris…" He whispered, concerned. "I'm sorry I left you here; I just didn't know what else to do…" He trailed off, hoping he wasn't just making things worse. Eris sniffed and wiped her nose with the back of her hand.

"I just missed you so much, Coby." She sobbed, wrapping her arms tightly around her older brother's waist. Cobalt let his arms rest gently around his 10-year-old sister's shoulders.

"I'm sorry…" He whispered. Beau stood back against the wall, his hands behind his back. He watched the reunion in silence, his eyes wandering over the bigger boy. He looked at least 17 or 18, but according to Eris, Cobalt was only 2 years older then her. That'd make him only 12. Beau couldn't believe it.

"Beau," Eris said, trying to smile. She really was happy. "Come over here and meet my brother, Cobalt." Cobalt's eyes landed on Beau.

"Hello." He said quietly as Beau came over to join the group. His soft tone startled Beau. He'd imagined someone this big would have a much deeper, more demanding voice. But Cobalt sounded more…timid, then anything else. The engine stuck out his hand. "I'm, uhh, Cobalt…"

"Beau." The blue caboose replied, taking Cobalt's hand and shaking it. Cobalt's grip wasn't as firm as he'd imagined it, either. Cobalt nodded.

"Umm, nice to meet you, Beau." He paused, glancing over the small car. "What are you – 8 years old?" He asked, trying to get a conversation going. Beau's face darkened in annoyance.

"I'm 12!" He growled. "Same age as her!" He pointed to Eris. Cobalt swallowed.

"Oh. Umm, my apologies…" Eris took her older brother's hand and squeezed.

"He is sorry." She told Beau comfortingly. Personally, she wasn't surprised Cobalt had guessed about 8. Beau, although he was her same age, didn't look it at all. Most adults really did confuse his age, which often made poor Beau very upset. Eris took her friend's hand and gripped it as well, giving him a warm smile.

"It's okay, Beau. Just think that years from now, you'll be happy to have people think you're younger then you really are!"

Somehow, that statement did very little to boost Beau's mood.