Logan wiped the sweat from his brow. What was his brother thinking!? He was only making 20 cents an hour and he didn't even share how much he was making. They still had to eat. And the first thing his brother does? Buy a $12 a month house and $1 worth of sweets. Well...Logan wasn't upset about the sweets.
Speaking of Victor he hadn't told him where his day work even was. His brother could be so absent minded at times.
x
Six hours nonstop and Logan had a minute to eat. It was nice. Victor had at least made him a decent lunch early before he left. He had a sliced ham and biscuit sandwich with a baked pear and large slice of cake.
This was more of something they would have had for supper but Vic thought heavier lunch than fruit would be best for his little brother.
Well, two more hours and he would be home at least. The only thing keeping him alive was the fact that if his brother wasn't home he could eat more cake and he certainly planned to.
x
Days went without Logan seeing his older brother. He was slightly worried as Victor did occasionally work for a full 48 hours before coming home, but there was no railroad work going on here. And what type of day work required days?
Maybe he was just coming home while Logan was asleep or at work. But that didn't make any sense, his scent was super stale in the house. So he couldn't have been doing that.
x
After three days Logan was half dead from work. He was sleeping his life away.
He heard a shuffling going about the house. His eyes slowly opened as the scuttling got closer.
His claws popped out and he jumped up, ready to attack whoever this was. He was met face to face with his brother.
"Victor? Where have you been?" the claws receding back into his arm as he looked at his less than clean brother.
"I had to do extra unbearable things for work," he opened a canister and put the money in.
"How much did you make? To be gone three days I sure hope it was at least $4." Victor smirked and showed him ten singles, "You made that after three days!?"
"Yep," he nodded with a little smirk, "You know I wasn't doing it for nothing. Involved a lot of dragging and carrying through. And I couldn't leave the guy alone."
Logan nodded some, "Well, good job, happy you're back. I'm going to bed, I have work soon." he yawned and turned over
"You go on to bed," he yawned and climbed in bed, leaning onto his brother like the pillow he was gonna be tonight.
x
Jimmy stretched out and rubbed his eyes, turning to his brother. Well at least both him and Victor had been keeping the bed dry. He leaned onto his brother's chest and sighed deeply as the elder heaved.
"Are you going to work today?" he climbed over, "You might want to hit the store and get us some more food."
"Yeah yeah, I brought some meats and pastries back so take those and a few bottles of juice."
"Gotcha," he went in the icebox and got the stuff after getting dressed, "See ya Vic," he walked over to say goodbye.
"Bye," Vic leaned and kissed his little brother before sighing into the bed. It felt so good..
x
A few hours went by before the elder of the two stood and checked himself. He was exceptionally wet. He smirked some and unfastened the sides of his little assistant.
After watching some people and their little offspring he had an idea of getting some cloths and tying them to himself when he slept. So far it kept the bed dry. Maybe he'd see if Logan needed it. He didn't seem to have had any accidents, but maybe as a precaution.
X
Vic didn't have much for breakfast, just eggs and an apple. He licked his lips and got redressed as he hung his cloths and clothes out to dry, after soaking them in water. He just left water in the tub, that away he could soak Jimmy's clothes and hang them right up.
X
The man walked about the streets, looking at the stores, shopping list in hand.
As he shopped he could hear some men talking.
"Betting $2 on Mani, he hasn't lost in three fights," on man said.
"I'm putting 59 cents down on Vinny, he looks like he might make a comeback but I can't afford to lose my babe's milk money."
The young man leaned over, "What you guys betting on?"
They both looked to the kid and scoffed.
"Underground fights, kid," one whispered.
The other looked Victor over, "Maybe you should join one." his friend laughed and smacked his shoulder, "He might be able to get a few good swings in." he tapped Victor's arm, "One, maybe even two good rounds."
"How do I enter them?"
x
A man waited in the hallway, smoking a cigarette as he stared to the sky.
"You Terry?" Victor walked into the shadows with him.
He peeked to him and blew out a puff, "You the law?"
"Not at all. I wanted to know about your fights. I was interested in joining one. And also interested in knowing how I'd get paid for it."
The man looked to him. Victor had a good half foot of height over him, and a good extra 40 lbs of muscle on him. He walked around Vic, checking him out and sizing him up, "You ever fight before?"
He crossed his arms, "Plenty of times, won most."
The brunette scoffed some and took another drag of his cigarette as he grabbed one of Victor's muscular arms and noticed his claws, before the mutant slowly closed his hand into a fist.
"I guess I'll give you a try, kid. Meet me back here at 8," he told him before going back to relaxing under the fire escape.
"See you then," he smirked and left.