Generator Rex Small One Shots/Drabbles

By Linda/Linables


Will contain pieces of all ratings (possibly), with either Noex, Holix, or no pairing. All genres, from humour to romance to whatever else I think of.


#1 - Ninja Offspring - Rated K

Doctor Holiday, heavily pregnant with she and Six's first child, lets Rex have a memorable first "meeting" with the ninja progeny. Inspired by my parents telling me about babies kicking and moving noticeably in the womb (I was impressed by my own skills).


Holiday frowned as she analysed some data on the screen in front of her. Something wasn't adding up, and her brow creased as she returned to the beginning of the data set to review it again. She'd gotten through only a fraction of it when the sound started again, coming from several meters to her right.

Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch.

Sighing, she turned away from the screen and stood up, stretching carefully in the process and rubbing the small of her back.

"Rex," she said, addressing the teenager sitting in her lab and eating chips. "Do you have eat those here? They make a lot of noise."

"And you're craving some yourself, aren't you?" the boy teased. "These aren't sour cream and onion though, and I don't have any ketchup."

Holiday rolled her eyes but smiled slightly, realizing that her pregnancy craving for the odd combination was indeed rampant.

"No, I'm fine right now, Rex. But if you keep eating those here, I might steal some from you later."

Apparently the risk of losing his snack stash was enough to deter the teenager, and he got up to bow out gracefully. But before he left, he eyed Holiday's large swollen belly and asked one last question.

"Hey Doc, what's it like to have something moving around inside you? It must be pretty weird."

Holiday grinned and took the opportunity for some payback.

"It's pretty unusual at first. But you get used to it. Sometimes the baby even moves so much that you can see it."

"Really? That's crazy!" Rex walked over to the scientist and eyed her bump, as if it might start moving at any second. He reached a hand out tentatively, having seen many people rub her belly before. He'd barely laid his fingertips on it when he felt a jolt from inside, and he recoiled in a split second.

"Whoa! What was that?" he exclaimed, eyes wide.

Holiday grinned and placed her hands protectively over her stomach.

"That, I believe, was the baby doing a flying kick."

"Ah. So he'll be taking after his father then."

"Looks like it."

Rex left the room rather quickly after that.

#2 - All I Can Feel - Rated T-ish

Noah poses a question to Rex that's perfectly innocent - or is it?


"I've always wondered," said Noah, stroking his boyfriend's leg as he lay with his head in his lap. "When you're in one of your EVO forms, do you feel it when something or someone touches your builds?"

Rex smiled, putting down the comic book he'd been reading and looking down at the blonde. He relished being close enough to Noah to have no hesitations about telling him all his secrets.

"Sometimes," he said. "If I'm calm, and I concentrate hard enough, I can kind of feel it when they're touched. But it's a lot easier to feel it when a living thing touches them, versus bullets hitting my Smack Hands or something."

"Ah," said Noah. "Makes sense."

Several moments passed in comfortable silence, then Noah grinned and resumed his earlier action of stroking Rex's leg.

"But you still feel this easier, right?" he asked playfully.

Rex raised an eyebrow and the corners of his lips curved into a characteristic devilish grin. Quick as a flash, he tossed aside his comic book and altered his and Noah's positions so that he was lying beside the other boy, one arm draped over his midsection and the other hand cupping a pale cheek.

"Of course," he said. "Because when you touch me, that's all I can feel."

#3 - Shirts Vs. Skins

Noah really did think that this was the worst idea ever.


Noah understood Rex's ever increasing popularity after he cured the world of EVOs. He understood why, when he and Rex hung out and played basketball, many of his classmates wanted to join in and have a bigger game. He even understood why Rex was, every now and then, picked before him for a team. But what he didn't understand was why his friends thought it was a good idea to play a game as shirts and skins. With Rex on the skins team.

Well, fine. It's not like any of his classmates knew about Noah's ever increasing crush on the hispanic hero. At least he hoped. He hadn't told anyone, anyway. But still, couldn't they somehow realize how torturous it was for him to watch his friend run and jump around on the court with no shirt on, sweat dripping over his well defined pectorals, over his abs, down to...Noah shook his head violently in an attempt to clear it. He couldn't let it distract him. But damn, if Rex wasn't hot.

Steeling himself, Noah tried to focus. He tried to look at anyone except Rex. He was almost totally back in the groove, ready to get down to business and score some points, when the object of his hidden affections ran across the court in his direction, attempting to steal the ball from one of Noah's team members. And then he couldn't help himself. He stared again. The boy was amazing. Slick bronze skin stretching over muscles that flexed irresistibly as their owner ran, arms pumping back and forth, deep brown eyes fixated on their goal, damp black hair falling onto his forehead, and...

SMACK.

It took Noah a few moments to realize what had happened. But apparently the others had noticed faster, as a steady roar of friendly laughter began to erupt from both Noah's teammates and the other team. The boy in question looked down, wincing at his sore face, and saw the orange ball lying at his feet.

Then before he knew it, the very person who had distracted him so much was running up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder, and asking, "Noah, are you okay, man?"

Noah nodded slowly, rubbing his cheek. His physical ailments would disappear soon enough. But, he realized as he looked at Rex, he really did have bigger things to worry about.


A/N: Well there you go! A few little GenRex one shots. I tried to keep them as short as possible, but it seems I just can't keep to only a couple hundred words. XD Well, more to read for you guys.

I might do more of these, we'll see. Depends on whether there's interest and whether I have the time and energy.

These (and any future writings from me) are dedicated to all of my fellow GenRex authors (and artists) out there whose work I follow. Checking out my favourites here or on DevArt (I'm imprefectlin at DevArt) gives one a pretty good idea of who those are. :)