Rex wandered through the halls of Providence, mostly marveling at how big everything was. Rex was careful to stay out of the busier halls but he did receive strange looks from the few agents that he passed.
Rex grinned as he reached his destination. The door opened more easily this time and Rex was permitted access to his room.
"Hey Bobo!" He called to the chimp, who seemed to wince slightly, "what'cha doin'?"
"Reading, ain't you supposed to be with Six?" Bobo replied. The primate was in no way happy that Rex had returned to the room. It wasn't that he didn't like the kid. It was just that he didn't like, well, kids in general. Anyway, he had been looking forward to some time on his own to do what he wanted.
"He's sleeping, but that doesn't matter. Hey, do you wanna do something? We could…," Bobo honestly didn't hear a word the kid said after that.
"Hey, kid," Bobo said. He then sighed and tried to look as pained as possible, "I know you had your heart set on hanging out with me or whatever, but I don't really do kids, ya know? Just got some bad experiences. Nothing to do with you."
"Oh," Rex said looking at his feet with a heart-broken face. He turned slowly and dragged his feet. When he got to the door, he looked back at Bobo hopefully. When it became clear that Bobo wasn't going to change his mind, he left.
"I'll have to work on that," Rex said softly to himself once he was on the other side of the door.
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Six hurried through the halls of Providence; his mind focused on one place. He charged into the room, lecture on the tip of his tongue, only to find that Rex wasn't there. But the monkey was.
"Where is he?" Six asked pressing one of his blades to the chimpanzee's throat.
"Whoa there green bean, I don't know what you're talking about," he said holding up his hairy hands.
"Rex, Bobo, where is Rex?" Six clarified, rolling his unshaded eyes (Dr. Holiday had confiscated all his glasses, too suspicious.)
"And what do I get if I tell you," Bobo bargained. Six pressed his blade closer to his jugular to demonstrate.
"Ok, ok, he was in here like an hour ago."
An hour! Man, how long had he been asleep?
"Well then, I guess I'll be going now," he said, trying to keep his signature calm demeanor. He then slid his katana back into his sleeve and walked out of the room. As soon as the door closed behind him, he leaned against the wall and groaned into his hands.
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I'm so sorry. I pre-wrote three chapters and figured that would give me a good head start but then marching band and school came in like "nope" and I failed so here's another short chapter.