Devolve 2.0 The Reboot

Lance had never been a great mechanic, and he hadn't really ever worried too much about it. It had always been enough for him to be one of the junior people at the shop, doing whatever jobs they gave him. There were a few times when he had screwed things up but never to the point where things were irreparably broken. All you had to do was teach Lance once, though. At least when it came to mechanics.

So Lance was more than happy to be doing whatever small things he could to the tractors. He was humming while he worked. Fortunately it wasn't Gaga; it was some Maroon 5 song, which probably wasn't much better when he asked some of the music snobs around here, but he doubted that Chase would care too much.

"Since your wife's mental T-Rex hasn't eaten me in the night, I guess I'm not being a bad enough influence on you yet, huh?" he asked with a wink.

Russia seemed very far away. There were days when it felt closer than others, especially when Illyana was wandering through areas full of snow. She had left the snow behind her and winter as well. Spring was upon her with its rains and flowers blossoming. So far America was not impressing her, and she would have rather gone back to Europe. Russia and Europe held dark memories, though. Plus she had not yet searched American for Piotr and Mikhail. She had no proof that they were out there, but she would not give up hope until she had searched over every corner of the world. Thinking about Mikhail made her jaw tighten and her fingers clenched around the hilt of her sword.

She was not sure exactly where she was located. Once upon a time she had seen a map of America, but these days she let her powers work things out for her. When she had teleported over, she had arrived in Alaska and traveled across what she imagined was Canada. Now she was making her way along a coast. Illyana liked the smell of the water; it helped to cover up the stench.