This is for ANOTHER Secret Santa . (my last one, thus, CONFETTI! WOO!). This one is for Doc Tinsley, known as ShadowBYeBYe on FF.N, at the Providence Playground Forum.

She wanted... well, a number of things, but the one I picked was- "I'd like to see Noah and Six in a fic that is them centric- not as a couple but as a funny situation between the two". I figured, I can do funny, and putting Six and Noah in a fic hasn't really been done, so it's also different.

But, Rex'll be there, too... sorta XD.

Alright, without further ado, Merry Christmas Doc! (It was due for the 9th, so NO, IT ISN'T LATE! HAHAHAHAHA)

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Noah could feel it. Thankfully, he couldn't see it and, with that thought, he thanked just about every higher being out there.

But, dammit, he could feel it. Six's glare pierced through his brain as if the man had taken a katana to his eyeball.

The blonde couldn't decide if the man's voice would be a bit better if it was screaming rage, but instead he recieved a cold, soulless, "What happened?"

Those two beers settling in Noah's stomach weren't doing too awesome at the moment. "Um, well, uh," he started to break out in a sweat, as he ringed his hands together nervously, "We were just, you know, being some normal teenagers and we, uh,-"

Rex looped an arm around Six's shoulders, getting as close as he possibly could. "It's kay, Six," he slurred, "My nanites break apart stuffs and it's, uh... uh... It's kay, Six."

Six didn't waver or stagger. He just clipped off, "How many have you had?"

Rex's eyes widened a little. After standing in silence for a second, he squinted at the ceiling, holding on to Six for balance. After the answer didn't appear on the ceiling, like he figured it was supposed to, he looked down at the palm of his hand. He moved a finger, then another, his mouth whispering off numbers. Then he stopped, squinted again, and turned back to Six. "How many what?"

Noah face palmed, burying his face in his hands.

"How many beers?," Six clipped again.

Rex nodded and squinted back at this hand. His fingers started to move again until he reached the number five. He blinked and just started over, again only getting as far as five. Wait, he was pretty sure he had more beers than that, so why didn't he have more fingers than that? It didn't make sense. Why did he only have five fingers on this hand anyway? Wait, no, the thumb's not a finger. With the new knowledge, he counted again, reaching only four this time. Wait, no, that's not right.

Then something else was knocking on his brain. He squinted at the floor this time, trying to bring it back to the surface, but he just gave up. He looked back to the man he was hanging off of, "What was the question?"

Noah felt it again, as if his brain were being stabbed repeatedly. The blonde jerked back, "Oh, God, Rex, you're not helping!"

The Evo'd teen shot back, "I'm helping! If I knew what you were making I could help better, though."

Noah slowly replaced his face back into his hands.

Six turned his attention back to the kid around his neck. "Rex, your drunk."

"Nu-uh!," he slurred, his brows furrowing. "Doc said that my nanites break apart stuffs and thats why stuffs like acid and stuffs doesn't do stuffs to me," he explained, "So, no matter how drunk I may seem to you," he took this time to poke Six in the chest, missed, tried again, and hit that time, "... you, I'm not drunk, cause the Doc said so."

Six raised a brow, "So Holiday knows about this?"

Rex's eyes immediately widened. "Don't tell Doc. She might get mad! And we can't tell you either, cause you might get mad and tell the Doc and tell White and tell you and you're the last person we wanna tell," he slurred off, getting closer and closer to Six's face the whole time.

Noah's voice whimpered out between his hands. "Rex, please shut up."

"But I'm helping!," Rex said, furrowing his brows again, "And you still haven't told me what I'm helping with."

A few hours ago, Noah and Rex had hit a party, both successfully getting drunk (one a lot more than the other). Noah figured there'd be hell to pay if they went to his house, so instead he decided to go to Providence with Rex. It was a big enough place and Rex snuck through it all the time. Granted he was rather sober when he went in stealth mode, but Noah thought that maybe the two of them together could pull it off.

Unfortunately, Six had met them at the door..

Rex started mumbling something inaudible, as the other two just stared at him. He became quiet, then he let out a snicker, then a chuckle, then he started laughing, then he doubled over, laughing his ass off.

Six just blinked at the teenager hanging off his shoulders. "We need to sober him up."

Noah looked up, "What? Now?"

"Holiday wanted to take a look at him when he got back," Six explained, then mumbled, "She's going to be pretty angry if she finds out about this."

Noah shrugged, "I figured as much, but why do you-" The blonde stopped for a second and Six looked over to him. "You... You don't want her mad at you, do you?"

"I'd like to avoid that outcome," the man said, shrugging Rex onto his shoulders so he could properly help him get around.

Rex started laughing harder, as Six turned him around, walking to the main hallway on the ground floor, Noah following behind. The very drunk teen would try to stop laughing, apparently trying to say something, but the chuckles just kept coming back.

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This wasn't really something that Six particularly wanted to do, but it was probably the smartest thing. After sneaking around base and trying to keep Rex quiet (the quiet game was simply not working today), Six hauled a drunk teenager into his room, Noah sneaking in behind them.

Rex stopped chuckling and looked around. "Why are we in here?," he said, his voice getting even more slurred by the minute, "This place is too... greeeeeen."

"My shower's the only one I know of that doubles as a tub," Six answered, moving Rex in that direction.

The statement caught Noah's attention. "Uh... what?"

"But I don't wanna take a bath! I smell like fun right now!," the drunk one said, his head rolling back.

"Rex," Six answered, still moving that way, "You smell like beer and vomit."

"Yeah, but that's what the party smelled like," Rex said, "and it must have been fun cause it was a party so it must have been fun."

Noah rolled his eyes and walked ahead of the two, flipping the lights on in the bathroom.

"Now, it's too briiiiight," Rex whined.

The others just ignored him at this point. Six got near the tub and Rex started freaking. "No! I don't wanna get wet!"

Noah moved to the head of the tub, while Six tried to hold the other teen in place, who was now moaning and wiggling. The kid's arm started glowing in blue neon lines and Six turned immediately to Noah for help.

So, he just said the first thing that came to him. "Rex, just, uh... think of it as a swimming pool."

Rex immediately stopped struggling and eyed the tub. "... Swimming pool..."

Noah felt his brain being stabbed again, but it was quickly forgotten as Rex screamed, "CANNON BALL!" He quickly tripped on the edge of the tub, as the rest of his body ran head on into porcelain with a nice, resounding 'clonk'.

He should be thankful for the nanites keeping him from getting harmed like a normal person, because neither of the other people were about to help him.

"It's not wet," Rex moaned, "Why isn't it wet? It's a tub, right?... It is a tub, right? What is this thing?"

Six shot his eyes to Noah again. "Are you sure all he did was drink?"

"Guy doesn't hold his liquor well," Noah shrugged and bent over to turn the shower on and instantly pelting Rex with cold water.

All it did was make him giggle.

Five minutes later and it was still mostly uneffective. Noah was sitting on the edge of Six's sink, while Six himself was sitting on the floor, by the tub, wondering just how many Rex had to drink.

The Evo, who was sitting in the tub, soaked, was looking at the ceiling, moving his finger up and down. Eventually, he asked, "Noah, what's that song?"

"What song, Rex?," Noah asked. His couple of beers have finally settled and all he wanted to do was sleep.

"That song that's, like all, you know. What's it called?"

"I don't know what song you're talking about Rex."

"Yeah, you do. We heard it at the party. It's stuck in my head, but I... don't... What's it called, Noah?"

The blonde face palmed. "I don't know what so-"

"I remember!," Rex said, "It's, um..." He squinted at the ceiling smiled, "TONIGHT'S GONNA BE A GOOD NIGHT! I remember. Wooooo Hooooo."

Noah started rubbing his temples, "Rex, I got a headache."

Rex got quieter, but he kept singing. "Good, good night... Good... good..."

Six noticed the eyes were starting to droop. "Rex?"

"Got a... feeling..."

"No, Rex. Don't-"

"Woo... hoo..." His head rolled to his shoulder and Rex was out.

"Oh, damn," Six said, staring at the kid as if he'd wake up again.

Noah was, surprisingly, the first to go to attention. "Hot water!"

Six turned the hot water on full blast... but Rex didn't even stir. His skin did turn a nice red color, though.

The agent blinked. "This is bad."

The other teen jumped off the sink. "Just tell her that we didn't come here or something. We just went to my place."

Six was considering this... when the dreaded, serene voice drifted in from his bedroom. "Six? You there?"

"It's her-!," Noah screamed, but his mouth was quickly covered by Six's hand.

Holiday's voice came through again, "Did you ever find Rex?"

"It's the comm-link in my room," Six whispered, as Noah gave a light nod. After a few tense seconds, they heard a beep than meant she had cut the line.

Six instantly turned to Rex, cutting off the water. "We don't have much time. She'll be looking for us."

Noah put his arm around Rex's shoulders, as Six took the other side, hoisting the soaking wet boy out of the tub. "Where are we going?," the blonde asked.

"The kitchen," Six said, dragging Rex out of the bathroom and towards the door, "She never goes in there, anyway."

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Rex was laying on the floor in the middle of the kitchen that was nearest to Six's room. He was still very wet and very unconcious.

"Come on, Rex!," Noah screamed, slapping the other teen in the face again. He didn't stir. "Dr. Holiday's going to be super mad with us, Rex! You gotta wake up!"

Six knelt down by Rex's other side, holding a steaming cup.

"What's that?," Noah asked, in an almost panicky voice.

"Coffee."

"Oh, good! That'll work!" Noah then proceded to take the cup from Six's hand... and splashed it on Rex's face.

It took a few seconds to register exactly what he just done. Noah's eyes widened as he very, very slowly turned to look at Six. "I think those two beers are still working on me."

The agent's eyebrows were as far up as they could go, starring at the blonde. "You think?"

The teen quickly turned back to his unconcious friend. "Why isn't he screaming in pain and horror?"

"Because he's an Evo... and unconcious," Six answered, taking the cup from Noah and standing.

"Well, ok, but shouldn't we try to get it off of him or someth-" Noah was instantly pelted with water.

Through the spitting and sputtering, Noah realized that Six had discovered the spayer on the sink, seeing as how he was spraying both the teen's off. After the man stopped and put the sprayer back, Noah sputtered, "Why'd you get me, too?"

"You just threw hot coffee all over him," Six answered, motioning to Rex, "Do I need a better reason?"

Noah just face palmed. "Alright, fine," he said, giving up, "but what do we do with him now?"

Six shrugged, "My idea was coffee. If he's not going to wake up with it all over, he won't wake up with it in him. It's your turn, now."

The blonde scoffed, "I'm not the one wanting him sober. Why am I even here?"

"Because, if this goes down badly, I know where you live."

"... Oh, well, that is a good reason," Noah nodded. Seemed like if Six was going down, he was going to take the world with him. "Smelling salts?," he suggested.

"That includes trying to get around Holiday," Six pointed out.

Noah just groaned and leaned back against the cabinets. "I don't know, man. I mean, we've done water, we've done pain, what else... is... there?"

Six raised an eyebrow, while Noah was silent for a second. Then, he said, "I have an idea."

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Continued in Chapter 2.

It's just a two-shot, relax. XD