Four loud slaps came down in quick succession across Victor's exposed rear. The mutant just bit the back of his thumb as his brother scolded him.
"I just took what I was owed," he squirmed slightly over his brother's knees.
"You were owed? It's business, you pay for the stuff you want!" Logan rolled his eyes.
"Well she tricked me into buying that stuff I didn't want!"
Logan popped him harder, "How were you tricked? You say no to me all the time, say it to her."
Vic merely winced and grumbled.
"If you tricked me into eating," the younger cringed, "Cauliflower and I take a cupcake or something that was yours, you'd smack me."
"Yes. And I did that because you stole the last twinkie after I said it was mine!"
"That is besides the point, Victor," Logan shook his head, "Asides you said you wouldn't be stealing anymore!"
"You don't mind me stealing when it benefits you…"
"And what does that mean?"
"That means you were very happy when we had that pork."
"Living in the forest doesn't count!"
"How!? Either it's always bad or it's always good. If that's the case then this should be ok because I ran out of money before I could buy our sweets." Vic shifted.
Jimmy glared down to him, "Point noted. But at this time we have enough money to not be struggling," he let his brother up, "Now I'm going to the store to go pay for the stuff you stole."
Vic rubbed his rear, sticking his tongue out at his brother. Seemed someone was getting testy over little things as of late.
X
Logan came back a few hours later to catch his brother scarfing down a baked potato and preparing for work.
"The shopkeeper was wondering if you are currently courting anyone."
Vic raised a brow, "No."
"Good, I told her you would pick her up tomorrow at 5," he smirked at his brother's face of confusion, "She also congratulated us on the new baby."
"Oh, well, Ok then," he shrugged and finished the last bits of his food, "See you in the morning, Jimmy," he kissed his brother before rushing out.
Logan smiled at the thought of his brother and this woman. Maybe if Victor got a woman in his life he would have more help balancing him out.
X
"Have a beer?" Jonesey offered Victor a bottle.
"No thanks, my baby brother likes that stuff," he sipped a cola, "What time is it?"
"Ought to get you a watch," he checked the time, "5 in the morning."
"I ought to," he stretched out and stood, "Guess I'll go home and wash this blood off my face. See you tomorrow."
Within a block of leaving his underground fighting area Victor could smell the cigarettes and cigars of those getting ready for work, or heading home in drunken splendor. This was home.
"Hey," a voice broke his concentration. It was an unfamiliar man calling to him.
"Hey yourself," he barely acknowledged him.
The man pulled a blade on him, "Money."
Vic smirked, cracking his knuckles. This night just kept getting better.
X
"Morning," Victor was in the kitchen at the crack of dawn, enjoying some music, "Want some coffee, milk or juice? I just had some coffee."
"Good morning, how were the fights?" Logan stepped out.
"Great," he smiled.
"I know that smile, some mischief is afoot." he sat at the table, grabbing the syrup for his pancakes.
"Some guy tried to mug me on the way home."
"What did you do?"
"Just gave him a kick in the pants," he smirked.
"You kick me in the pants, I highly doubt you did that to a thief," there was a look of concern on his face, "What did you do?"
"I kicked his ss into next week," he shrugged, "He's still alive. Coffee?"
The younger pinched the bridge of his nose, well the guy did deserve it. He hoped his brother wouldn't actually kill someone outside of war unless truly necessary.
"Here," Vic gave him the last of the coffee.
Of course it was presented in a tall baby bottle. The look of disbelief couldn't have been more clear on Logan's face if he'd worn an actual sign, "Really?"
"I got my backside spanked over buying that stuff. We are going to use them."
"You got your backside spanked for stealing."
"Same thing," He sat to enjoy his pancakes and his bottle of milk.
"Not at all," Logan sucked the coffee. At least the nipple felt good on his teeth and tongue.
"I need you to thread a needle for me before you go."