Kukkulhich was at first rather taken aback by Titus' sudden blazing invigoration, at first finding that he might have been upset or perhaps even depressed by the words given to him by his father. "... You are taking this rather well..." Which was good, but just rather unexpected, considering what he was known for. Yet, Kukkulhich could already tell what was coming next, once he saw that Titus was feeding his own flames with his next idea. "... Oh no..." he muttered, already knowing that one, there was no stopping him once he was fired up and had his mind set on something, and two... That if he were too fired up, it would lead to blazing destruction. Kukkulhich, though he agreed with Titus' thoughts about what his father told him, also knew that part of the reason why the Pumpkin Patch was stripped from him was because...

*KOOM!!!!!!!*

The reverberation of the sound of the meteor-like impact brought a powerful wind that swept over even the top of the mountain, of which Kukkulhich knew that if the wave of force had gotten all the way up here, it had probably done a number on the rest of the area. "... Maybe I should try to calm him down before he..."

Already, before Kukkulhich could even finish his sentence, he would see the Sun turn from Blood Orange to Blood Red again, and he knew what came after that. "... *sigh* ... It is already too late..." he groaned, seeing the giant red beam shoot from the sky and basically incinerate the entire area he was standing in. Kukkulhich suspected that this was because of his attempt to make the greenery grow, but because of his lack of control for his power, as was his issue in the past, he ended up overdoing it when he got excited and clearly was scorching the land even further. "... Yes... This is certainly why your father did not want you to watch over the Pumpkin Patch... Not quite yet, my friend..." he would say, punching the ground and being engulfed in a flame that would fizzle out along with Kukkulhich's physical form.

A blazing red star shot down from the sky as a blistering meteorite, crash landing with great force and a mighty impact directly in the dead center of the Corona Badlands, which were wide and barren, with the Bloodorange Sun beaming down on it in a temperate heat.

In the midst of the wasteland, a massive crater would form under and around the feet of the great and sturdy 13 foot tall crimson man-like figure, which would expand outward as far as the radius of a large building would be. He looked up to the sun, in all his fiery passion, and would concentrate on his connection to it, as part of himself, and it would begin to turn Bloodred. Titus, in his passion, did not stop to think about what he was doing, but simply did as he believed was best in order to accomplish his goals. He seemed exceptionally pumped, and chipper, at that, which led to...

"FORCES OF NATURE, BY THE LIGHT OF THE SUN, I COMMAND YOU TO GROW!!!"

His Nature Energy, which was his inherent ability that counteracted Tigen's Liquid Energy, had already been spread throughout the entirety of the crater upon his landing, and was still aglow within the radius. Knowing that the plants would need much sunlight, when, in all his vehement vigor to begin his operation, he called forth the power of the sun, a massive blood red beam would shoot from it, like fire from the eyes, and strike exactly that spot that he was in, filling it with the fiery heat and light of the sun that plants needed to grow. In such a high concentration, they would have all the energy that they needed, much like Titus, who basked in the light and intensity of this heat as though it were nothing but a warm, gentle ray just lightly brushing his skin. "Ah yes!!! This is the PERFECT temperature!!!" It was just dull enough to be absorbed by the plants, yet also just concentrated enough where it would cause them to receive more nutrients more quickly, hastening the process thoroughly. As the searing hot blazing red beam continued to scorch the circular crater, Titus smiled and crossed his arms, waiting patiently in the tender and gentle warmth of this heat upon his body for the flowers, of which he believed would feel the same, to sprout up in joy and vitality from the power of the Sun that gave light and life to all things. "Mmm. This will be a GOOD garden! Great enough for a Pumpkin!!!"

At the edge of the crater, a concentrated flame would burst and scorch into the air the form of Kukkulhich, who seemed to look very concerned, even now, for Titus, in all his excitement. "... I do not believe that plants are able to grow under such extreme conditions, even if these extreme conditions are not extreme to you." He crossed his arms and fell silent, hoping that once again his words did not fall on deaf ears due to Titus' being too 'in his head.'

"Very Shit," he said immediately, the scorching flame from the bright red sun incinerating the entire land around him until it was as black as charcoal, " ... Fine. I still wish to have a beautiful garden of flowers and plants and life and prosperity flowing with goodness and beauty, and DAMMIT, I WILL HAVE IT!!" A blazing fire ignited in his hotshot eyes, set on his goal and burning with as much ambition as his flowing mane of crimson flame. "Tell you what, I'll bind myself up and put limiters on my incredulous power and you, my friend, go down into the Delta and burn down the jungle." The tropical jungle that was the Triassic Tropicillo was his target; it was completely perfect. He could test his strength and how well he could control it and give his companion another mission. He seemed just as eager and antsy as Titus, himself.

[b]"Away With You, Red Sun. Let Us Come To A Calm, Level Head Henceforth." He closed his eyes, raised his hands and calmed the Great Pumpkin in the sky reflecting the fire of his heart. Looks like this Hothead had another Bright Idea; his Pumpkin Head was Glowing with a brilliant Amber hue. It would absorb all of the glorious flame and concentrate it into his magnanimous mind, and focus it into his eyes and his thoughts to ensure that he and his brother in arms could accomplish this mission in tandem. "Be sure to watch out for the Ancient Ones, brother. The Ancient King Of Beasts may not be pleased to see you burning down its territory." Fortunately, there was a new King Of Beasts in town, and though he was about to willingly contain and confine himself, he would still be great enough to overcome the powerful Adversary.

With a powerful strike of his two great arms together, Titus would call out to "KUKKULHICH!?!" in an explosive voice matched only by the explosion of his hands crashing into each other and bind his own arms together with the Shinsanity of Fire, granting Kukkulhich the borrowed power of The Beast, Titus, within his fiery fists, whilst Titus' own arms would smelt together at the wrists and forge a flaming cuff that prevented his Hands from being used. From there, the flames of the Kasaigami would be in the Shinsanity of Fire's all too capable hands. A wicked awesome grin was on his face as he glowed with intensity, ready to get this party started... and for the signature phrase of the trusty companion.

Kukkulhich was surprised at the sudden change in Titus' heart. Normally, he was as stubborn as a bull, and he had the huge red horns to prove it. He'd always been like that, and he knew because the Shinsanity of Fire is the radiant energy of the Kasaigami himself, and before he was purified and tempered by the flames of his own Temper, he was a rambunctious trailblazing roughhousing destructive badass. He destroyed everything in his way and wore a mask to hide his face; that unparalleled anger that none but his Father could compare to or exceed. But it was good to see he was learning to take responsibility for it and control it better, and it make Kukkulhich feel warm inside.

That warmth transitioned into a powerful emotional surge... An explosion of passion, even, that burst into his hands like the heat of a thousand suns. That's when he knew... He felt it in his fingers... That they were bound yet again in the heat of battle and it was time to pick up the sticks again in the name of the Kasaigami. He smirked, raising his arms up, blazing now with the fires of the furnace on his fists and cried out with just as much fervor, "Gunna-Kook-A-Bitch...!!!" and slammed his fist straight into the ground, consuming himself in a pillar of fire that scorched away his form into naught but a ray of sunshine that would shoot down into the Delta, straight onto the heads of the palm trees littering the Triassic Tropicillo. It was good to have the Beast back... And with his strength in his hands, that forest would be his greatest and most beautiful field of glory. Kukkulhich would see to that.

Titus was pleased to see that the man of the still fire was now fired up again and ready to get back into action. As Titus' change of heart kindled the warmth of the Shinsanity of Fire, likewise, that kindled flame warmed the fiery furnace that is the heart of the Kasaigami. "Mmm..." he hummed solemnly, closing his eyes and letting his blazing hair flicker about in the now Blood Orange sunlight, "... He will do us proud. I can feel it." They were connected in more ways than one, as all of the gods and their Shinsanities were, and so, when one was in order, so was the other, and the same was when they were in disorder.

With that matter settled, it was now up to Titus to map out the area that he wanted to transport the flames from down below from the Delta up above into the Dawn. Therefore, it was time to start the engines. "... Let's rev up those fryers..." he muttered, his wicked awesome smirk smearing upon his face yet again. "... When I get going, there's no stopping. We're gonna make this a clean, clear shot." He took in a deep, cleansing breath, the large fiery Bull Horns extending from his burning locks and to a greater length before his forehead, "Aaaaaaaand..." His hotshot eyes burst open with a vigorous predatory flare, fire spewing from each end as if ready to burn down everything with the passionate flame within, yet keeping it all contained to the target he was locked on; a straight ahead path. "WE'RE OFF!!" Like a horse from the stables, a jet piston boost burst from his hot feet and the trailblazer shot straight forward streaking clear over the barren land and leaving a red hot flame bursting from his feet and cremating the 'death' under his feet and paving down the mortar of 'life' that set as a life-giving fire in the wake of his motion. From there, whatever Kukkulhich burned, it would sprout upward in the fire left behind by Titus.