Sup readers (and, hopefully, reviewers).

Kromatick: I'll keep that in mind.

Guardian of all that exists: Not helping. Seriously.

MecromancerFTW: I'll do my best.

Nanashi01: Thanks. I'll try with the whole chapters thing. I honestly have no idea how long this fanfic will be.

Antrxx: Um, why would they get along so great? Anyway, I don't know what sort of character Krieg is so it would be bloody hard to write about him. Gen just knows what he can handle and Salvador was judged as something he could handle. I just thought that that was one of the best ways to demonstrate some of Gen's abilities.

Guest: I'm guessing that you're the same guest who left the last review about Chapter 5. If so, thanks for continuing to read this and for your words of support. I'm a bit antsy about starting that stage of the story right now.

Dan the Guest: Thanks man.

A bit of warning, this is mainly filler. I think the next few chapters will sort of explore who Gen is and what he's like. Don't expect me to reveal backstory or anything like that quite yet but still.

Disclaimer: Why do we even have to bother with this thing? It's called fanfiction for a reason.

Chapter 6: The Bomb Maker

The trio staggered in, dishevelled, scorched and bleeding. Maya lay down on the kitchen counter, groaning and mumbling some none-too-pleasant things about Patricia Tannis. Gaige made for the couch, remembered it was melted and simply sat down on the floor. Gen remained standing, albeit swaying slightly.

He held up a hand and slowly said, "I have an idea."

His companions looked at him.

"We never, ever speak of this again. To anyone."

They nodded.

Gen sighed and mumbled, "I'm going to my room."

He passed Axton in the passageway.

Axton stopped him and said, "Geez man, you look like shit. What happened?"

"Don't ask." Gen groaned and trudged down the corridor

Axton watched him as he walked away, wondering what had happened to him. He shrugged and went in search of Maya, whom he hadn't seen all day, to ask where she'd been.

Gen smiled at the welcome cool of his room as he stepped inside, shrugging off his dual bandoliers. He sighed and collapsed on his bed. He was so tired. He knew that if he slept now he'd probably wake up in the night but he didn't care and slowly dozed off.

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Gaige swore as she woke up. She had been dreaming of her workshop at home. Even now she could feel the dream fading from her memory as she threw on her clothes and staggered into the corridor, feeling all of that day's cuts and bruises protesting at her movement. She'd injected herself with an Insta-Heal but it hadn't helped very much. She coughed at the cloud of smoke filling the corridor.

Had they been attacked? Had Hyperion breached Sanctuary? The answer became clear as the smoke thinned to reveal the other Vault Hunters, including a very thoughtful looking Gen, watching as smoke leaked out of Gen's doorway. Gen himself was covered in soot but Gaige couldn't help but notice that he was wearing nothing but his cargo pants and boots, revealing a leanly muscled torso. His goggles, also soot-stained, hung from his hand and he was wearing a carbon-fibre and steel bracer on each arm with a small digistruct module at the point where his armblades originated. There were two almost comical clean patches around his eyes, where his goggles had covered his eyes. She could feel her eyes slowly wandering over his physique and mentally cursed her hormones. However she couldn't quite bring herself to stop. She was startled out her thoughts by Brick's voice.

"What the hell happened?!" He growled at Gen, who didn't seem to hear him.

The Splicer examined the charred, smoldering and, in some places, still burning remnants of his room. He stayed that way for a few minutes before breaking the silence.

"You know what? I think I used a bit too much napalm." He said thoughtfully.

The Hunters stared at him. Gaige swallowed.

"Napalm?" she asked incredulously.

Gen actually jumped at her voice, seeming only then to notice the other Hunters. He rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed.

"Yeah, napalm. That's the only reason I can think of. Unless I put said napalm too close to the explosive charge."

"What charge? Charge for what?"

He blinked.

"A bomb. Duh."

Maya pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Of course. Because that's exactly what we need on this team. Another explosives-obsessed loon." She muttered. Gen gave her an offended look, Salvador scowled and Brick growled at the Siren.

Well, that's that. Like I said: filler chapter.

Those little thoughts of Gaige's were for you Guest, whoever you are. Hope you liked.

See ya,

Elemental Hybrid.