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:
Spirit pouted as she looked outside longingly. It had been raining for the past couple of weeks. Normally she loved the rain but this was getting depressing… She missed the happy blue sky and the loud chirping birds! She wanted to see the bunnies hop around with their wiggly butts like in Bambi! Spirit wanted to go to the playground with daddy and papa! They promised but it was too wet outside to play…
Spirit sighed. Daddy was scared that she would slip off the monkey bars and get hurt. Papa kept pointing out that she could heal and that daddy was being too protective. They had had a small argument about it before they kissed and made up.
Daddy and papa would butt heads at times but they would always get all lovey and mushy afterwards… It was kind of yucky.
Ding!
The oven timer went off and Spirit's eyes lit up as she gleefully checked her cupcakes that she had made under Johnson's supervision. Ever since Spirit asked him to help her carry the breakfast tray to her daddies, Johnson was appointed to be her official "babysitter". But he was more like really tall friend…
Daddy said that he did it so he could keep an eye on Johnson and make sure that he didn't blab. But Spirit knew that it was so daddy and papa and uncle Callan and uncle Cesar could have their lovey times. Auntie Holiday wasn't able to babysit as much because she had to babysit Conrí. Daddy didn't like Conrí…
Spirit giggled to herself as she removed her cupcakes and closed the oven. It was funny that an adult needed a babysitter but White fishy insisted upon it. Spirit made chocolate and vanilla cupcakes with Johnson's help. He wasn't much of a baker but he was a good friend!
She set them out to cool before piping on the butter cream icing. Spirit never piped icing before so it got a little messy…
Johnson turned off the oven and shook his head in mirth. Spirit would always forget to do so in her excitement. He began to suspect that that was part of the reason why he was assigned to look after her… There were times where the little girl was very focused and showed surprising intelligence and maturity. Then there were times were she was hyper and overly eager just like any other little girl.
Johnson looked at the two-dozen cupcakes that sat out on the table in front of them. This would be one of the moments where she was just plain hyper and needed something to do.
Spirit handed him the rainbow heart shaped sprinkles and stared up at him expectantly. Johnson chuckled and decorated the cupcakes. The little girl clapped her hands and hugged him.
'Ah to be young again…' Johnson thought as he patted her on the back
He suddenly felt rather old for thinking that despite being only twenty-years-old. Spirit pointed to the colorful cupcake filled plates then pointed to the door.
'Oh… Right…'
Johnson picked up the plates and followed her out. First stop was of course daddy and papa who were training in the dojo. Apparently Six finally agreed to teach Rex is "ninja skills".
Spirit knocked on the door…
"Enter!" Six called.
Six had a frown on his face while Rex was flat on his back.
"Ow…" Rex grumbled.
The teen looked up and saw Spirit.
He pouted, "Daddy's beating me up!"
Spirit looked up at Six with a glare that made her look about as threatening as a fluffy little bunny. Still, Six had the decency to look sheepish as he helped Rex up. Johnson had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing…
"I made cupcakes with Edwin!" Spirit signed with a grin.
"Edwin?" Rex parroted, looking to the grunt.
Johnson blushed, "An old family name…"
Rex nodded and picked a vanilla one. Six chose chocolate.
"Mmm… This is very good mija. A little messy though," Rex said with his mouth still somewhat full.
Spirit made a face at his poor manners, "I never piped frosting before. It's not as easy as daddy makes it look!"
Six smiled warmly at his baby girl as he played with one of her messy curls, "You'll get it one day. All you need is a steady hand and a little practice."
Spirit smiled at this then giggled silently as Rex stood on his toes to lick some frosting off of the corner of Six's mouth. The agent blushed and shot his love a small glare. Rex laughed at his expression.
Johnson shifted uncomfortably shifted his weight from one foot to another. No, he wasn't uncomfortable with the affections that the two men were exchanging. He was, however, nervous that they would suddenly notice his presence and chew him out for intruding on a family moment… Rex wasn't shy or particularly private, but Six certainly was and he was by far, the scarier of the two.
There was one thing that Johnson would never tire of, and that was watching Spirit bask in her fathers' love. The girl ate it up like a flower eats up sunlight. If she were a plant she'd be twenty feet tall by now…
"Why don't you hand out your cupcakes to your auntie and uncles? Papa and I have to work on his poor balance," Six said, giving Rex an amused look.
Rex childishly stuck his tongue out in response.
Spirit hugged her fathers and ran out the door. Johnson breathed a sigh of relief and followed after her. Six may have changed a lot over the years according to Callan, but he was still absolutely terrifying. Well… Unless you picture him in that pink frilly apron of his… Then he was more like a housewife than a ninja.
Johnson watched as the little girl made a beeline towards Cesar's lab. They were another couple that he was right about. For a straight man, he had excellent gaydar… It was a dead giveaway really… Callan would check him out and flirt a little from time to time when he was a cadet. Of course that ended as soon as his commanding officer first laid eyes on Cesar.
'Must like dark skinned men…'
Spirit raced up the stairs and knocked on the door.
"Just a second!" Cesar called out.
Spirit tilted her head to the side in confusion as she and Johnson heard the two men scrambling around. Johnson blushed…
'Apparently they were busy too,' the grunt thought.
He looked down and saw Spirit staring up at him expectantly.
Johnson coughed, "Um… Cupcake?"
Callan shifted uncomfortably, "Uh. Sure."
Cesar was leaning against a table, pretending to look into a microscope. He too looked thoroughly uncomfortable…
"You want a cupcake Cesar?" Callan asked, taking a vanilla one.
"…Sure. I'll have a chocolate. Thank you mija,"
Johnson coughed, "Maybe we should give them some privacy…"
Spirit tilted her head to the side, wondering why her uncles kept fidgeting and what they needed privacy for.
Callan smiled uneasily, "How about we get together and watch a movie later tonight? Just the three of us."
Spirit grinned and went to hug him but Johnson quickly stopped her, "Come on. I bet auntie Holiday is lonely."
Spirit pouted ass she thought about her poor lonely aunt. She waved goodbye to her uncles and ran out of Cesar's lab. Johnson gave them an apologetic smile and followed her.
Cesar sighed, "Dios Mio! That was close!"
Callan pinched the bridge of his nose and leaned against a counter, "You're tellin' me…"
"She's too friendly for her own good sometimes."
"Yeah. Lets set these aside and get back to what we were doin'."
Cesar smirked and locked the door to his lab…
Spirit skipped the entire way to Holiday's lab. The door slid open and revealed Holiday shyly glancing at Conrí here and there. The handsome hacker was completely oblivious. Heavy metal blared in his ears as he worked on his state of the art laptop that had a starry night motif to its cover.
Spirit giggled silently when she saw the wistful look on her dear auntie's face. She ran over to her and hugged her around the waist. Holiday jumped and looked down to see a sweet little girl with a mischievous grin staring back up at her.
"Hello Spirit. What are you grinning about?" Holiday asked.
"Looks like cupcakes to me, cupcake," Conrí said.
Holiday glared at the debonair delinquent as she took a chocolate one. It was going to be a long day… She needed the chocolate. Conrí picked chocolate as well. He smirked at Holiday as he seductively licked some of the icing off the top and licked his lips. The poor doctor turned beet red.
'What is that idiot thinking doing that in front of a child?'
Johnson snorted in an attempt to stifle a laugh.
"Not bad kid," Conrí said, messing up Spirit's already messy curls.
Spirit beamed up at him and gave him a hug. The hacker froze and patted her on the head. He was kind of a recluse to be honest… Conrí couldn't remember the last time someone actually hugged him. Fucked his brains out? Yes. But hugged him…
It felt kind of weird yet kind of welcome.
Spirit eventually let go and signed, "I think auntie Holiday likes you!"
"Err…" Conrí said, as he was unable to catch all of that.
Johnson leaned in and whispered, "She said that auntie Holiday likes you."
The older man raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Oh really now…"
Holiday glared at them, "Traitors…"
Johnson and Conrí laughed while Spirit looked stricken.
"I didn't betray you! I'm trying to help you because you're so shy!"
Holiday blushed and patted her on the head, "That's very sweet of you dear but I'm not into bad boys."
"But Conrí is a good boy! He's really brave around fishy man!"
Johnson laughed, "Fishy man? Really? That's the perfect name for White!"
Conrí chuckled at the name the little girl gave the slimy wanker. Spirit giggled silently and bounced up and down. She abruptly stopped and mad fish lips at the adults while crossing her eyes.
Johnson groaned, "You've been stealing sprinkles haven't you?"
Spirit gave him the most innocent look she could muster up and nodded. The grunt sighed and patted her on the head.
"Hey. The rain is clearing up. So… Hopscotch?" He suggested.
Spirit grinned and pointed to the cupcakes. Johnson took a vanilla one. So did Spirit. The rest sat on the kitchen table for anyone to take. They went outside to the landing area. Six had painted a hopscotch board close to the door and far away from the landing area.
They ate their cupcakes first. Johnson began to question his common sense as he was allowing an already hyper little girl to eat more sugar. She handed him a beanbag…
Johnson sighed, 'I haven't played hopscotch since I was little and my sister made me.'
He chuckled as Spirit pushed him towards the hopscotch board. Johnson tossed the beanbag and it landed on five. He sighed and hopped around, praying that no one was watching.
Spirit took a turn. It landed on three. Johnson leaned against a wall, watching her play. He had an uneasy feeling that something was going to happen today. Something bad…
'Like one of my friends getting this on video and posting it on youtube…'
Johnson's eyes widened in horror as a loud shot rang out followed by a white-hot pain in his leg. He was down with a cry of pain. Spirit turned to him and began to run towards her fallen babysitter.
"No! Forget me! Get your dad!"
Spirit hesitated, not wanting to leave her new friend bleeding and in pain.
"Look out!"
The little girl let out a silent scream as a big man grabbed her from behind. Johnson's blood ran cold… It was Hunter Cain. Spirit struggled as hard as she could. Hunter Cain growled and strangled her just long enough to make her black out.
Johnson went to switch on his earpiece but the EVO hating human kicked him in the head, rendering him unconscious. That was how the guard found him while doing his daily rounds.
"Johnson!"
The young grunt faintly heard someone calling his name…
"Johnson!"
"Six, he's unconscious," a female voice said plainly.
"And my daughter is missing!" Six barked back at her angrily.
"Johnson!"
Johnson slowly opened his eyes and groaned as the bright lights assaulted them. He weakly shielded his eyes with his arm.
"Where. Is. Spirit?" Six demanded.
"H-Hunter Cain has her. He strangled her to knock her out…" Johnson stammered, mostly out of fear than pain.
Six growled, "Rex! We're leaving!"
"Coming!" Rex replied.
The teen turned to Johnson, "Hang in there. We'll get her home so she can heal you."
Johnson slowly shook his head, "I don't deserve it…"
Six turned to the soldier with a frown, "You did all that you could. Hunter Cain is a formidable opponent with years of experience."
Johnson blacked out from the pain as the two left. Rex ran along side Six with a sad smirk on his face. He was so worried about his little mija, yet at the same time he had just witnessed a bit of personal growth in Six. The agent was slowly beginning to care about those around him… Rex was actually rather proud of his carino…
Six and Rex boarded the jump jet and took off. The agent set the computer to find Spirit via the GPS tracker and took off.
"How are we going to find her?" Rex asked.
"A combination of biometics and a GPS chip embedded at the base of her skull," Six replied.
"What?"
"Its standard issue for all agents. You have one… Even Cesar and Callan have one."
"Not the grunts though?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"They tend to die regardless…"
"That's not nice!"
Six didn't comment. His heart was pounding rapidly yet at the same time it felt heavy like led. All he wanted to do was bring his baby girl home and maybe find a way to make Hunter Cain watch as he removes his vital organs. Then he'd put his head on a pike outside Providence… His hands gripped the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles were white.
Rex glanced over at Six and placed a hand on his love's shoulder.
"She'll be fine. Spirit can heal," Rex said, trying to calm him.
"What about mental and emotional?" Six countered.
"That's what she has us for. Please try to remain calm… -ish. You're kind of frightening when you're angry…"
Six actually winced as he felt a sharp pang of guilt in his heart, "I scare you?"
"…Sometimes. There are times where I fear that you will revert back to the man you used to be and I… We'll lose you forever," Rex confessed as he brushed his thumb along the side of Six's neck.
Six let out a shuttering sigh, "You will never lose me Rex."
"Prove it."
Six frowned but gave his young love a determined nod nonetheless.
"I love you chéri," Six said as they neared Hunter Cain's hideout.
"I love you too carino," Rex replied, trying to focus and swallow his increasing anxiety.
Six landed rather hap hazardously as he was in a hurry to get out. Rex was amazed that he managed to keep his stomach contents from spraying all over his enraged love.
Six physically felt his heart stop… Spirit was suspended before him, impaled through the chest on a large steel spike. Her eyes were wide with fear. There were tears streaming down her face and hitting the ground. Her aura was working furiously around the wound, trying to close it as she bled out.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Her blood continued to pool around the spike. Rex couldn't hold it in anymore. He turned away and vomited onto the concrete.
Six stared up at the thick, oppressive metal with a frown.
"Rex…" He said, staring at his young love.
Rex nodded and flew up using his boogie pack. He grabbed his precious little mija and carefully slid her off of the spike. The little girl coughed up some blood and held onto her papa weakly. He slowly flew back down only to have a net flung over his head and the girl ripped from his arms and flung into a wall.
Six watched in agony as he struggled to decide between aiding his daughter and freeing his love. Rex's eyes caught his and the teen gave him a firm nod. Six rushed to his daughter's side and made sure that she began to heal properly.
Rex savagely ripped through the net with his big fat sword and began to wail on the humans left and right with his smack hands. Little did he know that he was being watched…
"See? What did I tell you? Just a violent animal," Hunter Cain said to his men as he emerged from his bunker.
"He's not the violent animal you have to look out for!" Six snarled as he held his daughter protectively to his chest.
Rex gave Six a helpless look, "Forget about him! Get her out of here!"
"Allowing an EVO to give you orders? Have you gone soft?"
"Rex is my equal."
Rex blushed and vaguely wondered if it was wrong for his heart to flutter the way it did when he heard that. They were in the middle of a battle after all…
Hunter Cain smirked, "Is that so? Then since you love EVOs so much, you won't mind dying for the little one in your arms…"
The older man lifted up his massive machine gun and took aim. Rex quickly crushed the gun with his smack hands. He then slammed his fist into Hunter Cain's face and sent the villainous human flying into a tree. The teen shivered when he saw the state he left the old man in, but in some twisted way he felt a sense of justice in watching him suffer…
Six stood with his baby girl cradled protectively in his arms. He glared down at the monster that took her from him and made her suffer so greatly.
A wasp's nest fell on Hunter Cain's head and the man began to clumsily swat at the angry insects. He panicked as the bugs stung him repeatedly and his allergy to their venom took affect. It was hard enough to breath while choking on his own blood but now his throat was swelling up…
Spirit wriggled out of her father's grasp and ran over to Hunter Cain, dodging Rex along the way as he tried to stop her. She knelt by the older man and healed him with a fearful, yet determined look on her face. He slipped into an unconscious state while Six radioed for a pick up.
Rex picked Spirit up as she was exhausted by the time she finished.
"Mija… Why did you do that? Why heal a monster like him?" Rex asked.
Six was rather surprised to hear Rex say such a thing as the younger man would've likely had healed the old bastard himself if he could.
"I want him to know that not all EVOs are bad," Spirit signed.
"He isn't deserving of your kindness… You should have left him to die," Six snarled.
Spirit looked to her father in surprise. She shrank away, further into Rex's arms as Six shook with residual anger.
Rex held onto their daughter a little tighter, "Six," his voice cracked, "we're losing you…"
Six looked to Rex who had unshed tears that threatened to spill from his eyes. Spirit was staring up at him with a combination of fear, worry, and sorrow.
She hung her head and signed, "Sorry daddy."
Six felt his breath catch in his throat and his chest tighten painfully… His little girl was afraid of him!
"No… No. You were right… I'm s-sorry," Six said, his voice shaking with emotion.
He turned away, "I think I need some time…"
Six ran to his jump jet, leaving behind a stunned Rex and a violently sobbing Spirit.
The agent took off, a tear rolling down his cheek as he looked down at his love and his baby girl. The tears in Rex's eyes spilled over as he buried his face in his daughter's curls and cried with her.
The prison transport landed and Rex boarded it a broken man. Spirit continued to cry on the crook of his neck until she fell asleep in his lap. Rex clung to the girl as though she was the only precious thing he had left in his life.
He put Spirit to bed when they landed and left a note on her bedside table that said he would be with Callan and Cesar.
Rex knocked on the door to his brother's lab.
"Come in!" Cesar called out.
He was messing around with a microscope while Callan was busying himself in Cesar's small, yet private kitchen.
Cesar looked up, "Mijo? What happened to you?"
"You know that Spirit was kidnapped by Hunter Cain, right?" Rex said, looking absolutely miserable.
Cesar nodded, "Yeah. I helped Holiday perform surgery on Johnson. But what does that have to do with all that blood on your shirt?"
"It's Spirit's. Hunter Cain had her stuck on a steel spike outside his hide out. She's all healed up. I pulverized him and Spirit healed him because he was dying of a smashed in face and wasp stings. Six snapped at her and she shied away. You should've seen it. She was afraid of him! I was afraid of him!"
Cesar stood, "You're afraid of him? You shouldn't be with him then…"
"No… I didn't mean that… I'm afraid for him. I'm afraid that he'll go back to the way he was and I'll lose him. I'm not sure what Spirit was afraid of, but I'm guessing that it's his disapproval. She loves being his little princess."
Cesar gave his little brother a mournful look. Why Rex hooked up with such a violent and unpredictable man he'll never know…
Callan entered the room, "Six'll be back. He has you and his baby girl to come home to. He just goes off sometimes to clear his head."
"Really?" Rex asked.
"Yeah. He did this before. Remember? After his master died…"
"He told you about that?"
"Yeah. FYI he's a chatty drunk."
"He got drunk?" Rex's lips reflexively twitched into a small smile.
There was a knock on the door.
"Enter!" Callan called out.
Spirit ran in and hugged Rex tightly around the waist, crying her eyes out.
"Mija? Are you okay?" Rex asked.
"You left me all alone!" Spirit signed as she sobbed harder.
Callan and Cesar were staring at her in shock as she was still covered in blood. They knew that the blood was hers but the large hole in her shirt and the huge stain was still a major shock… Rex looked to them and mouthed 'later'. He picked her up and held her close.
"Lets go get you washed up and changed then we'll see about din…"
Spirit shook her head violently and signed, "I want to see Edwin! He's hurt because I wanted to go outside and play!"
"Edwin's fine and none of this was your fault! He can wait long enough for you to at least bathe and change. You don't want him to see you like this and feel bad do you? He was really scared when you were taken."
Spirit began to tear up again… Rex sighed and looked to his brother.
"Why don't you get her something to wear and we'll get a bath ready for her here," Cesar suggested.
Rex nodded, "I'll take a quick shower while I'm at it."
He turned and left, feeling so hollow and empty. Now that Six was missing it felt as though a large chunk of his heart had been torn out or that his soul was ripped in half. Six was Rex's Yin to his Yang. Six was his equal and his other half…
Six retrieved some pajamas for Spirit and headed back to Cesar's lab before finally getting a shower and changing into his own pajamas. Rex picked up the little girl and took her to Holiday's lab.
"Where's Six?" Holiday asked.
"He needed space… I think he lost it. I never saw him so frightening and then so ashamed of himself…"
Rex filled her in as he had with his brother and Callan. Holiday sighed and rubbed his back comfortingly. Rex went to check on Spirit who was sprawled asleep out on Johnson's chest. The grunt was fully healed and looking rather sorry.
"Its not your fault. It's Hunter Cain's. Him and his damned prejudice against EVOs…"
Johnson sighed, "I overheard you telling Holiday what happened… I'm so sorry."
Rex sighed, running a hand through his hair, "Apparently he did this before. You know… Disappearing. He'll be back."
Johnson nodded, though he didn't feel much better to be honest.
"I'm going to ask Callan for more training time. I have to be a better soldier to be a better babysitter."
"Dude, you were shot in the leg with a sniper rifle. Its perfectly understandable that you succumbed to your injuries."
Johnson nodded sadly. Rex pulled up a chair beside his bed.
"Sorry. I just don't want to be alone and I know Spirit doesn't."
"Its fine," Johnson said with a sad smile.
Rex fidgeted until he got comfortable and closed his eyes, trying his best to ignore the stabbing pain of his broken heart…
O_O I'm so sorry to my readers. I'm going to try to pick up the pace despite the fact that I am no longer in contact with my muse due to her busted computer. It's really hard to find inspiration unfortunately... I would LOVE to see more SEX art and fics!