Characters Involved:
Myaxx, Tetrax, Gluto, and Azmuth

Author's Notes:
Here are some more short "crack" drabbles.

Featherweight

"I'm serious, Shard," Myaxx growled, crimson eyes unaccustomedly staring up at Tetrax. "You're taking this too far."

"No, I'm not," He frowned, keeping his gaze straight lest he succumbs to his impulse of grinning smugly down at the protesting woman.

Myaxx had been complaining how making her way through the facility now took too long because of her short legs. Then again, there was always something for her to criticize. Not that she hadn't done her fair share of complaining before but now it seemed like she was given a whole new subject to gripe about.

And gripe she did.

Frankly, it grated on Tetrax's nerves and sometimes he simply wanted her to stop. It was a request he couldn't make when they were in their old form. Which had nothing to do with the fact that she towered over him or that she still had her specie's level of strength. It was more because he recognized the futility of asking her to hold her tongue just long enough for him to offer a suggestion or a solution to the problem. Usually she'd dismiss him without even hearing him out.

But now? Well, he's found a way to render her speechless even if for just a few short seconds before the alien obscenities come pouring out of her mouth. The beauty lies in the simplicity of his method.

Tetrax inwardly smirked (and he is careful to keep it inward because his human features make his emotions so much more obvious). All he really had to do to stop Myaxx from complaining was scoop her into his arms without warning.

Oh she protested vehemently, was still protesting vehemently, but her struggling had settled into fuming. With her arms folded across her chest and her lower lip sticking out in a childish pout, she looked more embarrassed than angry.

"Make the most of this while you can," she huffed, blowing a stray strand of her venom-green hair out of her eyes. "Because no way in hell can you carry me around when we're back to normal."

There was a mischievous twinkle in his eye, "You really don't like me carrying you like this?"

"Yes, I really don't like you carrying me like this," she repeated, staring up at him dead serious.

"Fine," he shrugged and readjusted his hold on her.

"About tiiiiiiiWHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!" Myaxx shrieked, suddenly finding herself slung over Tetrax's shoulder.

"You said you didn't like the way I was carrying you. This any better?" he chuckled.

She flailed in his grip, trying to dislodge herself but failing to achieve the proper leverage, "Damn it, you're still mad about me tickling you aren't you?"

"Maaaaaaaybe," The mercenary grinned.

"Put me down! Shard, this is not amusing!"

"I quite agree," Azmuth chirped as he zoomed past on a hovering scooter-like device. "It's not amusing, it's positively HILARIOUS."

"When I turn back to normal you two are in for a world of hurt!" The female scientist hollered, cheeks resembling the color of her eyes.

Tetrax knew she will make good her threat, but the expression on her face made it all worth it.

Gentle

The following is a conversation between turned-human Myaxx and turned-human Tetrax that Gluto conveniently overheard while inspecting the air vents.

"N-not too rough, Shard."

"Sorry, but I thought you liked it rough?"

"What? Whatever gave you that idea?"

"Well, you do tend to scratch my skin a lot whenever you-"

"Th-that's different!"

"And you make these little growling sounds a lot too-"

"Has it possibly occurred to you I do those to mean I don't like it?!"

"I wouldn't know! We never used to do any of this when we were still-"

"Normal?"

"Yes, normal."

"I don't think it's fair for you to compare the two situations."

"Why not? The only thing that's changed about us is our bodies."

"I-it's not the same."

"Elaborate, Myaxx."

"You said it yourself, you look at things differently now that you're sensitive. I just happen to have a lower threshold for pain in this weak, little form."

"So do you want me to stop?"

"... No."

"I hear a however coming up."

"However I'd just prefer it if you were more... gentle. You are capable of being gentle, aren't you, Shard?"

"Yes, I believe I can proceed a little more delicately if that's what you want."

"Good. But you'd better not let anyone know about it. Especially Azmuth. Who knows what the little gnat might do if he learns we're-"

"It's alright, Myaxx. No one needs to know you can't braid your hair to save your life."

"Sh-shut up! I can so braid my hair if I didn't have so many fingers!"

"Just keep telling yourself that."

"Don't forget you're still ticklish, Tetrax."

"And don't forget I can sling you over my shoulders with no problem."

"...I hate you."

"I hate you too."