The end of war couldn't have come too soon. Suspicion was built as the men about Victor and Logan's battalion had started dropping, but the brothers seemed to be fine.
Though fine was an arguable term. Logan was suffering mentally from the dealings of war and he had grown deeply concerned of his brother. Ever since that night something had changed in him. He had become...aggressive. Not to Logan, of course, but to everyone else.
Victor found it difficult to control himself in normal situations. Often initiating fights with people for minor issues. It got to the point where Logan could hardly leave him alone in a public place for too long without him snapping at someone.
It did help that the elder of the two was able to get a job fighting again. He just seemed fidgety, uneasy, and agitated without it. He missed the war. But that was fine, because soon another war came, which they were drafted into.
X
World War 2 was the war that the brothers got captured and separated.
Logan sat in his hole relaxing. This was actually, probably his favorite part of the war so far. He was deep in the ground away from all the noise and jitter of the ongoing war. He wasn't sure if someone would find him, but either way he would probably have to leave soon to find Victor.
Just as he was enjoying the quiet when he heard the panic and bells above, "What fresh h3ll is going on now?" he climbed up and saw what was happening. Sounded like they had finally decided to drop the Anola. He saw a young soldier come and quickly dropped, as he cut the chains and told him to run.
"You can't outrun that. "
The soldier looked at the plane and raised his knife, shaken when a flash and a shudder happened. He looked to his knife again and was suddenly grabbed by Logan.
"Run. Now." he pushed the soldier to the hole he was being kept in as the large gust came towards them.
Logan had been able to protect the soldier using the top of his container, though he got well scorched in the process. The look that he received from the military man summed up how he felt. Shock that he survived it. But at this point it was clear he couldn't die, but that was the first time he'd ever actually been through a bomb.
X
When it was finally safe to leave Logan helped the man out and climbed up himself. He sped up when he heard the soldier scream.
There at the opening was his brother. Just standing there. Mouth, chin and cheeks covered in blood. He took his eyes up from the terrified soldier and looked to his Jimmy and smiled, "There you are," he gave him a hug, "I've been looking for you."
"What happened to you?" he assumed his brother had gotten beaten, but somehow doubted it.
"Oh I was chained up," Victor raised his right arm. Logan's heart dropped to his butt when he saw his brother missing a hand, "Oh, don't worry, it'll grow back. It's not the first time I've chewed it off," he pat his brother's back, "Don't look so concerned."
"It's impossible not to be concerned about you! You're always being terrible in some way or another!" he shook his head, "And what do you mean you've done that before? How and why!?"
"Where do you think they kept me when I was little?" he smiled and began walking ahead.
James eyes widened and he hurried after him, "When you were little?"
x
Another war over and Logan and Victor were back to working real jobs. Which was great because beer was great. But beer, like everything, cost money.
"What did I do? Why are you mad at me now?" Victor looked to his younger brother as he was dragged into a bar.
"Sit," Logan pulled a chair out and pointed.
"What did I do?"
"You scratched some guy's car," he pointed, "Sit there and talk to no one, that's what you can do."
"Well he had it coming," Vic crossed his arms as he sat.
"Move from that spot and I'll kick your ss myself!" Logan got to the front and put his money down, "I need two beers and two root beer floats."
Victor tapped his claws on the table, glancing out the window as his brother got them food items.
"Here," Logan handed his brother the food and drinks, "Please eat and relax."
"I am relaxed," he took a bite of a fry, "What makes you think I'm not."
"Stop talking to people, because every time you open your mouth I have to drag you away from a fight before the police come," he offered him a beer.
Victor sniffed the drink and cringed, "Well if I don't talk to strangers then how will I get a job?"
The younger paused, "Are you actually repeating a comment I made decades ago?" Vic smiled, reaching for the float, "The floats were dessert."
"I don't like beer."
"You've never even tried it," he rolled his eyes, chugging his.
"It stinks," the elder sipped his float, "And what's wrong with you? Got another rash? Maybe we should step home for a minute, or to the restroom," he whispered the last part.
"I hate this," Logan shook his head.
"You know if it doesn't work you don't have to keep wasting your money on it," Vic continued to munch, "It just makes you have to leak more."
"Yeah, I agree," a blond looked to Victor and Logan, "Hey, haven't seen you two since the war."
"Hey, blondie," Logan waved and took another sip of his beer, "Hoping to drink your life away?"
"I heal too fast," Steve shrugged, sipping his beer, "How are you both doing?"
"Been better," Logan shrugged.
Victor smiled, "I'm rather happy. I made Jimmy smile by making him cake," he pinched his brother's cheek.
James smacked his brother's hand, "Stop it. Although that cake was absolutely delicious." he couldn't deny that.
"Happy to see you both are still close as ever," he nodded.
"How's Bucky doing? Seen him lately?" Vic slipped a fork into his pocket while his brother spoke.
The super soldier looked to the table, "I have to go. Great to see you again." he stood and walked off.
Vic looked at him run off, "He seems unhappy."
"Well I hope he gets over it," Jimmy offered him a sip of the beer. He sniffed and took a sip, cringing in disgust. Logan couldn't help but laugh at his brother's reaction.
"Thats disgusting," he sucked his float quickly, "How can you like that garbage?"
"You're pretty sad. Only issue with this is that it won't get me drunk." Jimmy sighed and sipped some more.