Nothing was going to happen here unless Henri actually took charge and made it happen. He first had to emit his White Pulse. Try as he may, he simply could not get his pulse any further than 36. Even if it was not enough, he still had to try. He took Remi by the hips while sucking his teeth. He did not want to be there with the too sweet smelling boy. After half a minute of trying to connect the pulses, Remi just laughed at him. "Look at you go! The best you can do is rut around like a dog. No wonder you and Adam failed twice in a row. Now that he has a real partner, I bet he's going to succeed. He'll prove that you were the weak link all along." That really pissed off the redhead. "Shut the fuck up!" he shouted as he pressed even harder against the blond's covered ass. Remi looked over his left shoulder at him and said "Make me, you fucking Z'lanthrax failure." Something snapped in Henri at that moment. A rush of heated energy flowed through his body from his heart all the way down to his big pelvic region. His White Pulse grew out from his groin at a very drastic rate. Now it was 53.
Obviously, Remi was not expecting something like this to happen. Henri's underwear had completely melted away. It was the first time that the redhead could see what a real White Pulse looked like. It was an accomplishment for Henry. Because he had be grinding so close to Remi's ass, it immediately tented inwards towards the blond's ass. Henri could see how immediately uncomfortable he was. This was pure positive energy after all. He was not generating enough Black Pulse to accommodate him. It was his fault after antagonizing Henri. "What the fuck did you do!? Pull out!" Remi demanded. Instead of complying, Henri rammed himself deeper inside. Remi groaned in discomfort. "Looks like I'm filling you up candy boy! You have 2 options now." Henri gloated. Remi was clenching his teeth to deal with it. Henri controlled his hips and was using his weight to the fullest extent. It was if he was glued to Remi's ass. He was not going to be easy to buck off. "You can take this energy dick up the ass for the next 4 minutes, or you can increase pulse to handle it. We both know 53 is nothing."
Incidentally, Henri became the dominant partner between them. Faced with the current situation, there was only one option to take. Remi raised his Black Pulse to 60. 60 and 53 made 113. Remi breathed a sigh of relief as the blue briefs he was wearing away vanished. Henri's White Pulse therefore slipped inside the Black Pulse. Henri was inside Remi. "Damn it!" Remi hissed. Henri was going to make a very rude comment, but he then heard something in the back of his mind. It was thought that a boy like him would not normally have. The thought was not his. It was then replaced by a tiny memory that Remi had a few years ago. "I did it! I did it!!" Henri cheered in a state of pure joy. He had done it. Remi was no help. In fact, the blond did his best to be a hinderance to the redhead. Not only did they connect the pulses, but they were able to hold it for 2 whole minutes before the simulation faded away to black. This was the first success on Henri's record. The first of many if Henri had his way. It was a massive triumph 3 weeks in. Noel was surprised. Guy and Adam went inside it next.
Personally, it was no surprise to Henri when they failed to make a stable connection as a team. Both of them were scowling when they got out the cockpit. They had now failed 3 times in a row. Noel and Calvin were the last to go inside. They were out at the 3 minute mark. Calvin was smiling and patting Noel on the back. "We make a great team. Thanks for easing me into it." he said. Noel smiled back. "No. You did really great in the simulation. A pulse of 42 is good. It's only going to get better as time goes on." he assured Calvin. With all of that done, the squad was done with this week's simulations. The twins were still in the lead with 3 successes. Calvin and Henri were both now on the board with 1. The slacker and the xenophobe were still yet to synchronize. Henri was very happy back in the barracks. Not only had he managed it somehow when he needed to, his friend had also done the same. The next week was full of Henri puffing out his chest and bragging. Not only about himself. He would brag about Calvin too. Calvin did not mind having his own hype man around on base.
