A/N:I do not own Generator REX – if I did the show would definitely be ranked R rather than PG.
Inspired by the Triavalon's fanfic titled 'Ill'
Providence dark legacy
Chapter seis: Illness
By your-biohazardous-friend
Noah huffed from under the stack of textbooks and notes he have been studying for another exam-session as another Latin actress with big boobs was wailing loudly, overwhelming the possible audience with her poor acting. It was another of Spanish soap-opera Noah was forced to listen during Rex stay in his house.
Noah couldn't believe that Rex was actually watching and, to his utter horror, enjoying this stuff.
For the first time in his life, the blonde cursed the day his parents have bought the cable.
"Rex…" Noah called his friend as the evil laugh of the-villain's-even-more-vicious-half-brother-who-is-the-protagonist's-biological-long-lost-father was drilling into his brain "…could you turn the volume down a little?"
The E.V.O. didn't reply.
"ah, great" Noah sighed as he stood up from the chair and walked over the coffee table.
As weirdly as it sounded (Noah was seriously suspecting that Rex might have a serve case of ADHD), Rex took a nap. Noah, with visible relief, turned off the TV and turned on his beloved Chopin's anthology deftly switching the remote controllers. The subtle tones of classical music filled the air.
After clearing his soul from the remains of the Spanish bad guy's laugh Noah glanced at his companion. The teenager looked odd – he was pale and with unhealthy blush on his cheeks.
Noah knelt down before his friend and tried to shook awake the tanned teen. Rex's eyes fluttered open – the dark watery eyes fixed on blonde's features.
"Rex, what's wrong with you?" Noah asked worriedly as the younger male shifted breathing heavily.
"dunno, never felt this way before" The raven haired teenager replied.
"not hard to achieve in your case – you remember only last 18 months" Noah joked and put his hand on the companions forehead. It was way too hot.
"I think I'm gonna puke" the E.V.O. mumbled as he bended down and threw up all he had in his stomach on Noah's clothes and curled even more to himself. The content of Rex's stomach soiled Noah's favourite shirt, jeans and even his bare feet. It wasn't the most pleasant feeling Noah was hoping to experience this afternoon.
It was going to be long night...
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