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"Six," He said from the seat, "Six. Six Six Six. Six." He hunched himself over in the large space from his back, and the shoulder-bars, his face placed between the bars meant for an average size soldier's hands. "Six!"

"What?" He asks, blandly, yet still irritated.

"Why do you wear sun-glasses, even when it's dark out or you're inside?" He gazes up at the agent.

He pauses for an answer to come to him, that won't give away any personal info, and still give the kid satisfaction, "I think I look good in shades,"

Rex blinks a few times, before saying, "You're wrong. They make you look like an idiot. Take them off,"

He turns his head to look at the EVO, "No,"

"Do it,"

"No,"

"Scared?"

"Of what?"

"Not putting them back on, duh. You'll think you look so good without them, so you'll never put them back on. Trust me dude, I'm right."

He glares from behind the lenses, "No." He turns his head away, "Besides, I know what I look like without them, and personally, I think I look better with them on,"

"You think wrong, I think right, TAKE THEM THE HECK OFF!"

Six's eyes narrow on the kid, what was that? "Do you want me to do take them off, just so you can see my eyes?"

Rex bites his lip, looking away, "No,"

"Rex,"

"Okay yes! How come Holiday is the only one who knows what you look like in reality? Aren't you supposed to be my nanny, we're supposed to share secrets with each other or something? C'mon! I told you what Bobo said about green that time," He sighs, "I just wanna know what your eyes look like, is all,"

There he goes, switch from confessional to pity, "No,"

"OH C'MON!" He bangs his forehead on the bars several times, "POR QUE NO PUEDO OBTENER?" ("WHY CAN'T I GET OUT?")

"Stop doing that or you'll give yourself a concussion,"

"I'll stop if you take of your shades!" He shouts.

He groans, "Fine,"

Rex stops immediately, staring at the agent hopefully.

Six reaches for the wire of his glasses, pulling them off his face.

"QUE?" Underneath his glasses, was a second pair, only thinner.

"I took them off," He does his best to hide his smirk, folding the glasses, placing them in his pocket. "You know Rex, you're right, I do look better without my shades on,"

He has no emotion on his face, "I hate you,"

"Who doesn't?"

He hesitates, "You have a point,"

Six nods, frowning on the outside, Holiday.

One of the soldiers was laughing his head off, practically.

"I hate you, too," Rex shouted at him.

He ceases, calming down, his head bowed in a pout.

"Oh fine, you can laugh," Rex hisses, crossing his arms. He pouts in defeat, enraged.

Six sat across from him, smirking idly. Yeah, even ninjas have emotion…

Ha, you actually thought that Six the Secret Green Clad Nanny Providence Agent had emotion? You guessed wrong, son, he's emotionless unless it comes to Holiday or Rex making a fool of himself. Ha. No way.

Yeah, I know it's short, but I made it as funny as I could at the moment, so BE HAPPY AND LOVE IT!