Maybe You Have (Gen Rex. Implied pre-Noex)Maybe You HaveMore Like This
"I think I'm done with girls," Rex declared as he flopped onto Noah's bed.
"Oh, really?" he asked, not looking up from his homework. "Why's that?"
"They're all crazy, especially the blondes." Rex said goading his friend.
"Don't you act all offended I wasn't talking about you, stupid. I was talking about Annie."
"Oh yeah," Rex repeated.
"You still haven't answered the question," Noah said.
Rex hesitated. "I don't know, maybe I've found something better." He said cryptically and looked at Noah.
He saw Noah turned in his swivel chair. He smiled at him. "Maybe you have.
Say Goddbye 3.2 FINAL!This is the final part. Thank you so much for being so patient with me and my long delays in updating this story. It really means a lot to me.More Like This
Say Goodbye 3.2
Noah came out of the memory with a gasp and resisted the urge to suffocate himself with his pillow. He couldn't believe what had happened between them last night and yet, here they were trying to deal with the familiar situation of the awkward morning after.
Noah ran a hand through his hair and cleared his throat. "So."
"So," Rex repeated and shifted so he was facing the blond.
"How do you feel?" Noah asked drawing on all the experience he had with The Morning After.
Rex looked up as he thought about it. "A little sore and hungry." He answered and looked away.
Noah nodded. "And us?" he supplied.
Rex looked back at him. "What about us?"
Noah pressed his lips together. "Are we still okay?"
Rex gave him a look as he considered it. "Yeah," he answered slowly. "Yeah, we're good."
Noah was about to sigh in relief
BenxRex FanficMore Like This
All that could be heard outside on the cool Sunday morning was the sounds of metal
clashing against diamond. Young Andy Salazar-Tennyson was doing his weekly training
session with his father, Benjamin Tennyson, and he was not doing well.
"Come on son, your losing against Diamond Head?" Ben asked as he blocked two of his
son's attacks with his arm.
"It's not fair, you only have an Ultimatrix. I have to train both my nanites and my
Omnitrix!" Andy asked as he switched to his Smack Hands and began to shield himself
from his father's oncoming diamond shards. "And speaking of which, I am already 13, and
turning 14 soon. Don't you think I'm ready for an Ultimatrix?" He then switched back to
his sword and charged at his father.
"Really Andy, just running straight at your opponent like that? I thought I taught you
better than that."
"You did." And at the last minute, Andy slid between his f