What is wrong with all the Gen Rex writers? The fanfic flow is really slow. Come on, you guys! Get down some good stories! Bah, enough of my ranting, here's my story. I don't own Generator Rex, blah blah blah. Thank you, Numbah 175 for giving me this phrase. Set when White was head of Providence. I give you, Fine Lines!

There's a fine line between adventurous and just plain stupid.

Six's POV

I was having a relatively good day. I had convinced Rex to read a nice long book an hour ago, so he won't be bothering me anytime soon. Holiday has her eyes glued to the computer screen and White is his usual self-not bothering anyone. I sat in my room, delighted. Though I didn't let my face show it, I was in an unusually good mood.

I adjusted my sunglasses, leaned back in the office chair I was sitting in, and grabbed a book from my bookshelf. It was The Great Gatsby. The book had a book mark, reminding me that I had started reading it at some point. As soon as I began to open the book, Holiday's voice rang like a beautiful bell in my ears.

"Six?"

I sighed. "Yes?"

"Have you seen Rex?"

"He should be in his room. What's wrong?"

"I just looked, he's not in his room. If he's not there, where is he?"

"Did he leave the base?" I wouldn't be surprised if he did. He does it on a regular basis.

"We would have gotten an alert from White if he did. Where in the world is he? I have to run a tes-My God!" Shock filled her voice in the last two words.

"What is it?"

"Rex's biometrics just spiked dramatically! What did he d-" There was a huge boom in the background. Before Holiday could say anything else, I was racing towards her lab.

I nearly threw open the door and looked around in the lab. Holiday was standing in front of a shattered window, yelling.

"GET BACK HERE! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" She was pretty mad. I went to stand beside her. In between her shouting, she noticed me.

"Six, you're here. I have a bit of a problem."

I raised an eyebrow at the sudden calmness in her voice."And what might that be?"

All she did was point out the window. There Rex was, out in the Petting Zoo.

The only problem was that he had put a saddle on Moe, the giant, dangerous, EVO alligator, and was riding her. He looked like a bull rider. Rex had an idiotic smile on his face. Moe, on the other hand, was just about ready to use Rex as a chew toy.

Why do I have to deal with stuff like this? Why can't Rex at least try to pretend to be a normal teenager?

I unsheathed my katanas and leaped out of the window, leaving Holiday to wonder what will happen next.

"Rex, what possessed you to do that? She is far from a purebred pony." He'd better have a good excuse for doing that.

Rex shouted just as the EVO blew past me. "You know that book you wanted me to read?"

"What about it?" I narrowly avoided a claw in my eye.

"Well, Eragon inspired me! Whoa!" Moe reared up and roared, trying angrily to shake Rex off the base of her neck.

"...How?" Please don't tell me what I think you're going to say.

"We don't have dragons here, so she's the next best thing! Whoo-hoo!" Moe bolted back over to the lake. Rex didn't have sense enough to let go of her before she hit the water. The kid wants to see what it's like the ride a dragon. Life is just trying to screw me.

Folding up my katanas, I raced forward and dived into the water. I am very glad these suits aren't dry clean.

Under the water I opened my eyes, searching for the goofy kid. There he is! He was still glued to the saddle. I grabbed him by the wrist and yanked him up to the surface. Moe turned and whacked Rex over the head with the end of her tail as a last word.

I turned and looked at him. Knowing he was in a crap load of trouble, he gave me a huge innocent smile.

...

We made it back up to the lab, now mostly dry. Holiday was waiting.

"What in the world made you even think of going that?" Holiday said in a deadly calm tone.

"A book that Six gave me did." Great. Now he starts playing the blame game.

"Rex, you know that you can't put this on Six, right? Six didn't put a saddle on Moe and ride her like a horse." She crossed her arms over her chest.

"I decided to get a little adventurous." Rex admitted, still smiling.

"One a serious note, Rex, you shouldn't do things just because you think it'll be fun. And with your definition of fun, you'll get yourself hurt in a flash."

"She's right." I spoke, backing her up.

"Yeah, I guess that was pretty stupid. Can I go now?" Holiday pursed her lips, looking at the shattered glass on the floor.

"Go ahead." I watched the kid disappear down the hall.

Rex's head appeared back around the corner. "Hey, can Beverly and I go the mall?"

"No, but you can fix this window."

"I knew you'd say that." He went off down the hall again.

"What are we going to do with him?" Holiday looked up at me with a slight smile tugging at the corner of her mouth

"That is a mystery I have yet to solve. If you would excuse me, I'll be leaving." I glided past her and down the hall to my room.

Back in my silent room, I picked up The Great Gatsby. I got comfortable in my office chair and loosened my stiff body. I opened the book and began reading. I got through a half a page when Holiday's voice sounded in my ear.

"What did he do now?" I asked before Holiday could tell me.

"Rex just took Providence's full supply of whipped cream and filled the entire kitchen with it. "

I sighed. "I'm on my way." I put the book down again.

On my way down the hall, I concluded that the book, The Great Gatsby was officially cursed.

So how was that? I need some more fine line phrases for other chapters so don't be shy. Don't forget to review and give your opinion!Let me know if you see a typo.

Peace!