Hello! This is a blooming romance between Six/Rex. I do not own Generator Rex MOA does. If I DID own Generator Rex, it would go like this:
Every time I look down on this timeless town
Whether blue or gray be her skies
Whether loud be her cheers or whether soft be her tears
More and more do I realize
That I love Paris in the spring time
I love Paris in the fall
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles
I love Paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love Paris, why oh, why do I love Paris?
Because my love is near
I love Paris in the spring time
I love Paris in the fall
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles
I love Paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love Paris, why oh, why do I love Paris?
Because my love is near
If Spirit could hum she would be humming Cole Porter's, "I Love Paris". She would have to settle for playing it on her violin later… For now they were at Providence's French branch. Six was granted permission to store his jump jet there while they went shopping so to speak. In return, he'd spend the next month training their grunts and agents in combat and EVO take down tactics.
It wasn't the boring kind that her Aunt Holiday dragged her along on because she couldn't very well take her little sister, the EVO spider. They were looking for a big property to turn into a vineyard or one that already was one. It was going to take a lot of work and a lot of vacation time but her fathers were going to get their future home in tip top shape so they could move in on day!
She couldn't wait! Spirit loved the idea of a home that was not Providence and having her fathers away from dangerous EVOs. This war had been fought for over eight years… It was time for it to end. Spirit wondered if it would end before she became an agent. Well she really thought that a more appropriate term would be "combat medic" since she could heal. The little girl huffed an annoyed sigh…
She had years of training ahead of her…
Spirit pouted and gave her daddy an annoyed look that went completely unnoticed. He was training other people in marital arts when he should be training her! How else would she become an agent?
The little girl was in a cream hued lace dress with dark brown tights, brown boots, a ruffled cream scarf, and dusky blue bootsocks with buttons on them. She had on a matching sweater and her curls were in a waterfall braid, held in place with her usual cherry blossom hairpin. She had on a brown leather choker and her usual pair of moonstone butterfly earrings.
In short, she was dressed like a girl…
Spirit loved beign a girly girl but it definitely meant that she wouldn't be training for her customary two hours today. Honestly, she thought she could do more than two hours but daddy was hesitant to push her too hard.
While Spirit was much healthier, she was still so small compared to other children her age but at least her weight finally matched her height! It was hard for her to gain weight because she was so hyper and adventurous…
Rex sat down next to his daughter and she gave him a sulky look.
The Latino smirked, "Don't worry. I'm sure he'll train you later tonight or you could ask him to wake up super early to train you before we have to come here, though he may be too tired… You know, daddy's training me too. I could always work with you. You may not learn something new but…"
Spirit smiled up at her papa and wrapped her arms around his with a smile, resting her head on his upper arm. She liked the sound of that!
The little girl snuggled against him and watched with keen eyes as her father trained the best that Providence's French branch had to offer. He barked out orders in fluent French and corrected people here and there. His "students" seemed pretty intimidated by the American alpha male.
Spirit and Rex thought it was hilarious… Once you got to know Six, there wasn't anything scary about him aside from his temper maybe. It was so seldom that he lost it that they tended to think of him as a big cuddly, grumpy teddy bear.
Still…
Watching him train was exciting! It was like watching a brutal ballet of elegant distruction. Unfortunately, that meant that the next thing on their agenda was a boring ass meeting about EVO take down stragedies.
Even Spirit found stragedy dull nine times out of ten. It just didn't seem to be particularly effective in some cases. But to her daddy's credit, papa's "winging it" didn't seem to be all that practical. Both men were relatively flexible when it came to stragedy. They combined their strengthes. Six's intel gathering and focused planning and Rex's lightning quick ability to adapt to any situation.
The agent was always impressed by his love's ability to think on his feet. Rex was pretty brilliant. Not that he'd ever tell him that… No sense in giving the younger man a big head.
The meeting thankfully came to an end and Spirit couldn't have been happier. She ran into the conference room and to hug her father. The little girl was still pretty mad at him for not training her with the grunts and agents. She shouldn't have expected him to so in the first place. He never did so back home…
Spirit signed, "Now can we please look for a home?"
"Of course, baby," Six said as he picked his daughter up.
To any outsider, Spirit would look like an eight-year-old, maybe nine-year-old child. She was, in fact, eleven. To any outsider, the excessive coddling may seem odd. But those who were in the know knew better.
The little girl did her "sleepy child" act and Six was actually relieved for the use of her conartistry, something that she likely picked up from her Uncle Conri. Providence France was full of grunts and agents that thought of themselves as "lovers" rather than "fighters". While they had backbone enough to deal with other humans, EVOs were a completely different story…
'They're going to get eaten alive either way,' Six thought with a sigh.
His students found him to be incredibly informative and somewhat terrifying. It was seldom that they met a human that could surpass an EVO in speed, agility, and skill. Many of them found Six rather fascinating in intellect and even in looks…
But…
The tall man dressed in emerald was very handsome yet his pale skin, dark hair, and hidden eye color made him just like every other Frenchman. Rex, however, garnered quite a bit of attention from the women and even a couple of men. The Latino was more exotic and stood out with his dark skin and wine colored eyes.
While Six was oblivious to his own sexual appeal, Rex was not. At the moment the younger man was very uncomfortable and put his arm around Six's waist. The older man stiffened… He wasn't one for PDA, especially while it was done around other Providence agents. Six turned to Rex with a raised eyebrow and frowned when it was returned with a pleading look.
Six was very aware of his love's sex appeal and allowed the PDA for the sake of "marking" him as his. He even inched a little closer. Spirit looked at the men and women as her little family exited the conference room and stuck her tongue out.
This was her family…
These were her daddies…
They were in love…
No one was going to break them up!
Ever.
The little girl was spoiled with affection back home and was always open for more hugs and kisses. The only people who were allowed this kind of familial attention from her daddies was her and any siblings they finally gave her. Spirit had been hinting for a couple of months that she felt lonely being the only child at Providence and wanted some playmates. Her daddies thought that she meant playing at the park with other kids, which was fine. Jolene even got to sleep over a couple of times!
But she her daddies were so amazing that she wanted to share them with other children. Children that needed a loving family to belong to… Not everyone was as fortunate as her.
'Though they should be,' she thought ruefully.
The walk to the elevator was long enough but the elevator up one hundred flights from France's secret underground military complex was just tedious and needlessly cruel. The stark white reminded the little girl of the gilded cage that she lived in back home. Whatever their home in France would look like, it must be old, rustic, and warm. It must be the exact opposite of Providence. That was all Spirit cared about!
Though pretty flowers would be a bonus…
The little girl sagged with relief as the elevator doors opened. She skipped out, leading her father's to the exit. They would be returning all too soon and she was actually looking forward to it… Spirit had to admit that it was kind of genius that Providence France was located under Le Pavillon de Vendôme, a historical house with a beautiful garden in Aix-en-Provence, France.
Spirit had suffered from jet lag and slept through their arrival so when she looked around inside the building and saw antigues, sculptures, and paintings, the little girl smiled. Spirit was utterly blown away by the beautiful architecture when she stepped outside. There were two statues of bearded men who held up the balcony with their heads.
In a flight of fancy, Spirit turned and signed, "Do you think they have headaches?"
Six's lips quirked up into an amused smirk, "I'm sure they're used to the pain after three hundred or so years of holding up that slab of stone…"
"I think I have a headache after that meeting," Rex muttered, "Where are we heading to next?"
His love sighed, "Real estate agent. We're going to check out fixer-uppers, prefferably near a body of water yet not too close to the lavender fields, though I wouldn't mind making a couple of lavender or green tea enfused red wines…"
"Are we only doing red?"
"I'd prefer it… It's certainly healthier though finding a perfect blend so as not to underplay the herbs or overcompensate for the robust flavor of the grapes will be a bit tricky… Red wine is typically paired with fuit rather than flowers. Pomegrante would also be good…"
Rex shook his head in amusement as Six rambled on and on about wines, flowers, herbs, and fruit. The older man was determined to make his vino as robust and unigue as possible.
"We should come up with mini batches before going crazy and have locals and connoisseurs try it," Rex suggested.
Six smirked, "Or course. Family as well… Who else would you trust more to be encouraging in ther critisim instead of brutally honest?"
"Provided we teach them how to taste and they don't just get tanked… If we're going to healthy route, we should serve something with dark chocolate and almonds."
Six grinned, "Something elegant yet rustic to compliment our wine."
"The lavender would come from France."
"The green tea from Japan and spices from India…"
"The fruit?"
"France. We want to spread out and do as much business with the locals as possible."
"French people aren't exactly nice…"
"True. They can be difficult to win over, especially the older ones."
"We'll just have to prove ourselves…"
"And hold a festival that's open to locals and tourists alike."
Rex grinned, "We could make it a yearly thing and do it when Spirit's around to play for people. We could play for our patrons. You on your piano, her on her violin, me on my guitar…"
"Maybe we should learn Hindi…"
"For the spice trade?"
"Yes, I'd like as little to do with third-parties, translators or otherwise, to keep the costs down and keep things intimate."
"Sounds like a good idea," Rex agreed.
"Thanks. I've been known to have them every once and a while…"
The Latino snorted and nudged his love in the ribs. They approached the real estate agency and sat down with a lovely woman in her thirties with seductive green eyes and teased bottle blond hair. Rex knew that this woman was going to be a problem from the moment he laid eyes on her…
It certainly didn't help that Six had said that they were looking for something that would enable them to have a large family. Or that he was completely oblivious to the woman's attempts at flirting. The fact that they breezed by him didn't seme to phase her. It only served to encourage her as she slipped off her shoe and ran her foot from the poor man's ankle to his inner thigh.
Six bolted out of his chair and demanded to speak with her supervisor. Rex never saw his love so flustered! The look on his face was that of absolute mortification. The Latino joined Six in his screaming at the supervisor. Spirit merely sat there and listened to all the foul language that was being spewed in a combination of fluent (Six) and broken (Rex) French. She rolled her eyes and begant o look at various properties that were hung on the walls.
Some were going for millions!
'How well does Providence pay?!' She wondered.
It had to be pretty well…
Her fathers threw an elaborate Alice in Wonderland birthday party for her after all. She only hoped that her fathers wouldn't be heart broken if they couldn't afford something spectacular. Although, that may have been the whole point of going for a "fixer upper"… She couldn't wait to see which one they would choose!
Once the adults were finished with their discussion, it was decided that the married, straight supervisor would be taking them to a couple of rather lovely vineyards. Normally he would try to sway his clients to see something more pristine or be sneaky and take them to something that was less delapedated. But these two men were furious enough as it was so he decided to not risk it. He would show them a range from nearly condemned to merely rundown.
They piled into his luxurious SUV and took off for the countryside. Spirit stared out the window briefly before reminding her fathers that she had wanted to go to the Lourve, in Paris France. It was quite far away from their present location but Six promised her that they would go tomorrow regardless.
Rex smiled, "You'd think that she'd want to go to the Eiffel Tower… Holi kept chattering on and on about that being one of the items on her bucket list."
Six snorted, "For someone so intelligent you'd think she'd have better taste in literature…"
Holiday tended to read trashy romance novels. Conri wasn't one for romantic gestures but the ones he was willing to perform meant the world to her. The hacker recently quit smoking for her because she hated the smell of it in her clothes and hair. Not to mention it was so unhealthy…
It made Spirit wonder why he walked so funny for a couple of days until she healed him… Honestly, she was a little terrified of her aunt for a while again.
'What on earth did she do to him?!'
"I did promise her that I would get a picture of the tower," she signed.
Six gave his daughter a small smile, "Don't worry, baby. We'll make that one of our stops."
Spirit seemed satisfied with that. She continued to watch the world pass her by when they came to a stop at a dilapidated building. There were just acres and acres of unworked earth, a partially caved in barn, and scraggly weeds. Six looked unimpressed. He made a beeline for the ground and ran his fingers through the soil. Spirit rushed over to imitate her daddy only to have her papa capture her.
"You get dirty and you'll never hear the end of it," he chided.
Six stood and shook his head, "Wrong soil type. This is sandier than I'd like. It's good for lighter wines. I want to make something dark and complex."
"So…?" Rex asked.
"Suivant une," Six muttered to the real estate agent.
The poor man seemed to deflate. He wanted to be rid of this couple. The man in green was terrifying when angry and the Latino wasn't much calmer.
They drove to yet another extremely dilapidated farm. The home was something that they could fix up and make inhabitable with a little love and a lot of elbow grease. There were fields upon fields of triffids as well as the odd chicken running about.
There were also a couple of baby chicks…
Spirit's eyes gew wide and she began to chase them with a look of pure glee on her face. They were so cute!
Six snatched her up with an amused smirk, "Mr. F will eat them. No chicks. No bunnies. Nothing little and cute. Sorry, baby."
Spirit pouted…
The older man gave her a kiss on the cheek then set her down.
She ran over to her papa who hugged her, "He's right you know. If you touch the chicks their mom will smell human and they may not want their babies back…"
Rex honestly wasn't 100% certain of this in regards to chickens but it happened with other birds and animals so it made sense…
Spirit shivered…
She didn't like the idea of the baby chicks being abandoned and unloved by their mommies! So she sighed and stayed put with her papa as he looked around.
Six frowned. They'd need to call animal control to get rid of the chickens and God only knows what else and the barn would have to be torn down and built from the ground out. It looked as though one stiff wind would…
CREEK!
BOOM!
Well, there went the barn…
Six gave the man a look…
They got back into the car and took off for yet another destination. Spirit fidgeted and complained of a numb bum. Rex readily agreed. This drive took them out into the boonies. The Latino stared out the window and into the sea as they finally reached a vineyard that was deep within the mountains.
The home would need a little work but it was nothing too terrible. At least on the outside… The little family had yet to actually go inside any of the buildings they had seen. The barn was sturdy. The original vats were even present. The soil was loam, which meant that it would be tricky but if they blended it properly their vino will be dark and robust. There was a large open market nearby that has local fruits and vegetables as well as spices from India, green tea from Japan, and lavender from local fields.
Six sighed, 'I suppose imports will have to do…'
He just hoped that the spices and teas wouldn't loose their potency while in transit…
"Quel type de thé vert?" Six asked.
"Est-ce important ?" The poor man asked.
"Oui. Hatsu Mukashi est la meilleure variété. Il résiste le corps du vin," Six explained.
Rex sighed, "Whatever it is, I'm sure we can order it offof Amazon."
"I would rather taste it before I buy it. That's the whole point of a market."
"…You're going to drive people nuts, aren't you?"
Six smirked, "Work on your French and you can smooth out my rough edges with your charm."
Rex blushed, "It looks lik I'll have to…"
They made their way from the barn to the fields and finally into what would become their new home. It was deceptively large with a nice sized kitchen and a large dining area that had French doors which lead to the garden. There was a large family room with a large harth. There were also two downstairs bathrooms built side-by-side. Rex wondered if the previous owners had had the same idea, a vineyard and a café or if they were for the workers. The upstairs had master bedroom complete with master bath, a balcony, and a walk-in closet. There were two other bathrooms and six modest sized guestrooms.
Spirit found a crawlspace on the second floor that lead to a large attic. Six followed her up and smiled.
"You know… We could see about putting in a full bath and this could be your room," Six said with a small smile.
Spirit's eyes lit up and she signed, "I want it to be as far from Providence as possible. I want it to be warm, rustic, and lovely."
"Rustic… We could hit up old consignment shops and work on repurposing whatever furnature we find together."
"I want it to look like a garden!"
A grin crept across Six's face, "A garden it is… But papa and I will need your help too. I'm thinking of a garden with Japanese and French elements. Maybe a koi pond with a waterfall… We definitely need to put down some stone for outdoor dining. We'll need a fence so we don't have to worry about random animals coming in or your siblings getting out."
Spirit stared up at him with hope in her eyes when he said "siblings".
Six smirked, "Papa and I have been talking… We would like to adopt more children, but we want to be closer to settling somewhere safe like here. Not every child can heal."
Spirit didn't like the sound of having to wait forever for playmates to look after and teach but she nodded in understanding.
"Besides… We'll get to spend more time with you in the mean time," Six said and he knelt down to her level.
Spirit smiled brightly at that and gave her father an Eskimo kiss. The agent chuckled and gave her a kiss on the forehead in return. He stood and she slipped her hand into his.
"Let's go see what papa thinks."
Spirit nodded, never once dropping her sunny smile. She was way beyond excited about living here one day. When she left Providence she could help run this place with her siblings and play her violin until her fingers fell off at their yearly festivals.
Rex stared out into the sunset. The view of the small town and the ocean beyond it was breathtaking. This was the palce. Without the shadow of a doubt… This was the place. He only hoped that Six could see it.
Rex jumped when he felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his waist and lips on his neck.
"I don't know who you are stranger," he smirked, "But my love is a dangerous one… I'd hate to see him get jealous and rearrange your face."
"Votre amour sonne comme une véritable brute," Six muttered in his silky, elegant baritone.
"Para mí, él es sólo un "peligro " en el saco," Rex replied with a smirk.
Six nipped at the tender flesh of his neck and smirked. Rex shivered then grinned. He tilted his head up and met Six half way for a kiss.
"I love this place," the younger man whispered.
"Hm…" Six hummed in agreement.
"What will we call it if we stay?"
"…Petit Espíritu. I blend of Latin spice and sophisticated French. A dedication of love to our daughter who brought us together…"
Rex wanted to argue that they would've been together regardless that he wasn't about to let someone as wonderful as Six slip through his fingers. But he knew that it would've happened later rather than sooner had it not been the fact that they had to come together to raise their little princess…
Instead he went with the cock route, "You would've been mine eventually… I'm too hot to resist."
Six snorted in amusement, "I'd be lying if I said I didn't agree…"
The real estate agent coughed behind him. He really didn't want to interrupt them. Not because watching them was a turn on. It was, but he wanted to make sure that this was what the men wanted. His English was limited but from the way they were kissing, he gathered that this may just be the "one".
"Oui. Ce sera notre maison," Six stated without sparing the poor man so much as a glance.
The older man sagged out of relief, 'Dieu Merci.'
He wordlessly handed over some documents for them to look over and sign before escorting them back to the car.
"Non, nous allons examiner si ceux-ci sur le chemin du retour et de négocier un prix juste à votre bureau," Six replied.
The poor man swallowed weakly, "Oui…"
Spirit slept the entire way to the office while her fathers discussed a more suitable price. The place was in great shape compared to the other two they had been to but it would take a great deal of time, effort, and money before it would come up to scratch. They would have to put in better insolation, particularly in Spirit's room, see about the windows and doors as well. Six wanted their place to be as energy efficient as possible. Maybe some solar panels…
There would need to be another bathroom in the attic. The chimney would have to be swept to prevent fires. The rest of the work was purely cosmetic. This place was going to be beautiful and grand everything that Providence was not. It was going to be their home…
Once they reached the office, Six sat down and conversed with the real estate agent. He did most of the talking while Rex would occiasionally add in his two cents. The poor man did not want to anger them so he lowered the price from $5,000,000.00 to $3,500,000.00. That was the lowest the previous owners would agree too, which meant that a sizable chunk of his commission was lost as well.
'Merde!'
He loathed this couple…
Spirit found the whole thing but intolerably dull and surprising fascinating. Her fathers used a quiet approach to their intimidation and negotiation tactics. They weren't their usual cool and threatening selves. There were no weapons or powers being brandished yet the job got done twice as quickly.
It was pretty remarkable…
They celebrated by going out to a rather lovely restaurant that night. Tommorrow they woud set off for gay Paree for a day of culture and a night of romance for the two lovebirds.
Spirit would get to learn about painters, sculptors, their technigues, and the way in which society and politics influenced them. She would also get a picture of the Eiffel Tower before being sent off to bed while her fathers explored the beauty of Paris at night with a bottleof vino.
It's been a while since they'd been on a proper date… Providence kept them hellishly busy. Quite frankly if Rex were to choose between a night of sex or a night on the town, he'd always choose sex. So would Six…
It was one of few things they could agree upon. It was strange how taking two men who have stunningly similar pasts and have it result in two very different personalities. Rex was warm, open, forgiving, goofy, and a fun loving, mischief making extrovert. Six was cold, stoic, harsh, honorable, unrelenting, and strong. He was also a secretly shy surprisingly kind introvert.
So off to dinner they went and then to a bookstore to pick up a French version of "Les Misérables" by Victor Hugo for Spirit. The little girl clutched the book to her chest and skipped the rest of the way back to their hotel.
Six couldn't help but fret despite her happiness…
Spirit was such an easy little girl to get along with. She was so easy to please. She was such a good little girl and so helpful and loving. Spirit practiced, did her homework, and saw the world as one big adventure, taking the good and the bad and rising up from each and every challenge thrown at her.
'With a little help…'
Six glanced to Rex whose face bore a similar expression. Spirit was such an easy child to rise and so resilient that they were the ones who were spoiled, not just her. All she really asked for were books, the ability and opportunity to learn, and affection. How would they handle a spoiled lazy brat? Would they secretly or not so secretly favor Spirit and make their other chilren resent her or them?
They had a lot to figure out before adopting again…
Spirit raced into their shared room, took a quick shower, and was in bed with her book before they knew it. Six sighed and took a towel and a brush to her hair while she read. It was still sopping wet and he didn't know if she could get sick despite being able to heal or not. Spirit set aside her book and gave her daddies a hug and a kiss on the cheek before they left to go on a stroll.
Rex had rather hoped to drag Six into a dark alley somewhere but a stroll in the moonlight after the dull yet tiring day they just had would be a nice change of pace. Besides, Six was Mr. Romance and Rex wanted to show him that he could return in kind instead of just dragging him off somewhere for a quick and dirty fuck.
They had passed by a jewelry store earlier and the warmth in Rex's chest had never left. There were simple silver bands in one of the windows that were almost perfect. Six would prefer steel, something sturdier, stronger, and lasting… Rex's eyes widened at the thoughts floating around in his head.
Marriage…
It was one thing that they had never really discussed before about but it just seemed so right…
Their birthday was coming up in November…
Rex silently debated on the design of the ring. He was into a bit of flash and dare he say, glam, but Six… Six was such a simple, yet sentimental man. Something symbolic would be best…
That was when Rex remembered the tanto that Six had given him. It had the kanji for "Loyalty" on it. The date of their wedding or something could be added to the inside or maybe…
'Why not the day we met?'
"You're awfully quiet," Six commented.
"I thought you would've appreciated that," Rex muttered dryly with a cheeky smirk.
"You'd think that but I miss your honeyed voice…"
Rex practically melted as the warmth in his heart grew. He laced his fingers through Six's and sighed.
'How could one man be so perfect?!'
Rex smiled, "What are your views on marriage?"
"Nice but not necessary for two people to live together and love each other forever."
The Latino nodded thoughtfully and decided to look up jewelers as soon as they got home. They continued on their stroll in the cool spring air. It was nice to have some time to themselves.
"Date night tomorrow and when we get back," Six said.
"Yes. Definitely. I think we should come to France by ourselves here and there. Just to get away and maybe try out our new mattress," Rex suggested with a smirk.
"And every other surface in the house…"
"The barn…"
"The fields…"
"Up against that tree with the bark biting into my back…"
Six not so subtilely led Rex to a dark alley that looked cleaner than most and kissed him passionately the Latino giggled and kissed back. Rex got his quickie in the alley. He also got a quickie in the shower once they got back from rutting like stray cats in the alley. The younger man thanked his lucky stars for the fact that Spirit's room was separated by a wall and a door. The sexual frustration had been killing him!
In the morning Spirit got several pictures of Eiffle Tower, including one of her fathers being lovey-dovey in front of it. Her eyes danced with myrth. They were so adorable together! Spirit wanted to be adorable and in love one day too!
The Louvre was next!
Spirit was in another rather lovely dress and she hed her fathers' hands as the headed in. Her eyes lit up at the beauty of it all… She scarcely knew where to begin! The look in her eyes made fathers melt. Six placed a hand on her shoulder and suggested that she began with the History of the Louvre. The couple and their daughter missed a boy that was trailing behind them as they were taken in by all the beauty and splendor that the museum had to offer.
"Can you imagine what these people were like? What made them stand out? Why did they get chosen as the subject of something so exquisite? Not all of these people are kings or queens," Rex muttered.
"I think that it's something special that they exude from the inside. It's their spirit that makes them stand out," Six explained.
Spirit stared up at one of Degas' ballerina paintings. She began to imitate their poses and eventually lost herself in dance. Six and Rex took a step back and watched as their little prima ballerina.
People around her began to panic and scream as the ballerinas on canvas left their gouache prisons and came to life. They began to dance with the little girl while any painting or sculpture with an instrument also came to life and began to play. Spirit knew she should stop. She really should…
But this was magnificent! It was like a dream come true!
Until…
Six quickly scooped up a toddler from being stepped on by one of the musicians. The dancing quickly turned into brawling and Spirit found herself flat on her ass with Degas' ballerina statue on top of her! Rex brought out his smack hands and carefully lifted the wriggling statue off.
"What the hell just happened?!" Rex demanded.
"I don't know! We have to find the source," Six replied with the toddler still in his arms.
"Non! Non! Vous n'êtes pas censé se battre! Se il vous plaît danser! Je ne voulais pas vous blesser personne!" A young blonde haired, brown eyed boy of about twelve screamed.
Six shoved the toddler into Spirit's arms and rushed to the boy, "Concentrez! Vous devez arrêter ça!"
"Je voulais juste un baiser de la belle fille!" The boy screamed in a panic.
Six frowned and looked to his daughter. It was really her call… But if she did it chances were the boy would calm down enough for his power and abysmal control over the statues and paintings to fade. Hopefully they'd go back to their rightful places.
If not…
Six didn't want to think about that…
Spirit made a face but reluctantly agreed, 'This so doesn't count as my first kiss…'
The little girl gave the toddler over to her papa and reluctantly approached the boy. Rex glanced down at the drooling babe with a raised eyebrow and looked around for its parents. She was going to kiss him on the cheek but he grabbed her shoulders rather awkwardly and kissed her on the lips. Spirit's eyes flew open and her knee flew up out of reflex…
The paintings and sculptures seemed almost sulky as they headed back to their homes. Six tried his best not to smirk as the poor boy held his privates and cried on the floor.
The boy groaned, "Quelle femme! Ce Magnifique!"
"You are not allowed to date anyone French," Six ground out; "They're too weird."
Spirit readily agreed and grabbed her daddy's hand. They headed further into the museum. Rex finally managed to locate the hysterical young socialite mother of the little boy. She grabbed her child and raced wobbly out of the museum in heels way to high for her stick like legs.
Rex groaned, 'Some people should never become parents…'
He jogged to get caught up with his love and their daughter. The boy was left to nurse his wound on the floor. Rex had a nagging feeling that this would not be the last time that they'd have to deal with him…
Rex arrived just in time to witness a conversation between father and daughter that left him with a sinking feeling that he would never get grandchildren from their precious girl.
"I don't like boys. They're too stupid!" Spirit signed.
Six smirked, quite pleased with her views on the opposite sex, "Yes, baby. Yes. They are."
Rex pouted, 'But what about grandkids?!'
This was due out in December BUT I still didn't have my laptop and once I got it I got distracted with formatting and video gaming. Like I said at the end of "Going Soft for the Boy", my ancient laptop blew up and I had to go shopping for a new one. Also… I may have stupidly decided that getting Fallout 3 and Borderlands: The PreSequel was a brilliant idea. So… Yeah. I may have strayed a bit and played video games for too long. Many apologies.