One-Shots: The Geek Collection

Rex Salazar - Generator Rex (3)

"You can call it off tonight, Bobo. Noah's got a date with Claire," I heard Rex say, slumping down in the booth.

I stepped into the bus trailer without notice. I leaned on the doorway and crossed my arms, watching them in amusement.

"Call it off? This is the perfect time to strike!" Bobo replied. "Well done my apprentice." He patted his face and sat back down in front of piles of pictures on the table.

"I made a promise," Rex reasoned. Finally, I decided to speak up.

"Sounds like you should keep it, too," I commented, grabbing their attention. I made my way to the table and Rex made room for me to sit next to him. Bobo glanced at me.

"Eh, don't listen to goody two-shoes over here," he told Rex. "You're the one that wanted to dance with the devil, kid." Bobo picked up a picture at his side. "I did a little digging while you were gone, and found this- the most humiliating picture of Noah ever taken."

I looked at the picture over Rex's shoulder, unimpressed.

"Umm... I'm not sure this picture is embarrassing," Rex commented.

"Are you doubting the King?"

"Uh-huh."

Bobo shoved a tablet in Rex's face. "This is a list of bush-league pranks you're gonna pull on Noah before his date."

"Pranks?" I asked. Rex turned to me with a devilish look.

"I'm in a prank war with Noah- and hopefully he's about to lose."

"Hopefully? Don't hold out too much hope," Bobo grumbled. He turned to me. "Have you seen him try to prank?"

"Okay, I'm not that good, I know," Rex admitted. He looked at the tablet he was given. He scrolled down the screen. "But these? These make even my pranks look good."

"That's the plan," he replied. "We need to lull Noah into a false sense of security. We'll win this war. It's just gonna take a little more a little more pain and humiliation on your part."

I rolled my eyes. Boys.

"This is ridiculous," I muttered. "And anyway, don't you think it's a bad idea to ruin his date?" I reasoned.

Rex rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I don't know..."

"You can't seriously be thinking about it." He didn't answer. "What if Noah ruined our date, how would you feel?"

"Hey, you know that's different."

"Okay, how?"

"Uh- Well, ah-" He faltered.

I smirked. "Mhmm?"

"Okay fine you have a point," he muttered. "But Noah's been pranking me nonstop. If he pranked you the way he pranks me, you'd so want to get revenge."

"So to teach him a lesson, you're going to do the exact same thing."

"Exactly!" He said as if it were the most genius plan in history. I face-palmed and gave him an exasperated look.

"Did the monkey give you that idea?" I asked dryly, glancing at Bobo.

"Hey, Blondy, us chimps are just as smart as you annoying humans, ya get it?"

"Yeah, okay," I said unenthusiastically. I sighed. "Well, I'll leave you two idiots to figure out how this plan of yours goes," I told them. I turned to Rex. "Maybe if it works I'll buy dinner," I taunted, kissing his cheek and throwing him a sarcastic wink. I slid out of the booth and approached the door.

"You're just saying that because you don't believe in the Prank Master," he replied, pointing to himself.

I laughed. I turned took a step out the door. Before I closed it, I looked at him over my shoulder and said, "For once, you're absolutely right, genius."

***

I lied on the couch, my laptop on my chest up to my chin. I was just about to start the next episode on Netflix when my ringtone blared from the coffee table. I looked at the contact name and picked it up.

"Hey Noah. What's up?"

I glanced at the clock on my laptop. Noah should be on his date by now.

"You should definitely turn on the TV," he told me. By his tone I could definitely tell he was smiling.

"Sounds like he's really done it this time," I say, laughing.

"As always," he replied, laughing. "Oh, Gotta go. I'll leave you to enjoy the show," he said, hanging up.

As soon as I turned on the TV and turned it to the local channel, I burst out laughing. Blown up on the screen were Rex and Bobo, hugging each other and crying like absolute babies. It was on replay, showing them scrambling around and freaking out. When they finally noticed they were being broadcasted to the whole city, I started to laugh so hard my stomach hurt. 

 It wasn't long before the channel was intercepted and returned back to normal to a television commercial. I sighed, still chuckling and wiping my eyes of tears. It was then I heard a knock on the door. I stood up and when I got to the door, I swung it open to reveal a confident-looking Rex. He smirked.

"Y/N, it's your lucky day," he told me smugly.

I raised an eyebrow. "And why would that be?"

"The plan worked like a charm. Looks like you're taking me out to dinner."

"Wow, Rex, I'm surprised. I didn't think it would work," I told him, pretending to believe him.

"I know. It was longshot, I admit. But you know, beautiful, nothing's too hard for the Prank Master," he gloated, flexing his biceps.

I smirked. "You know, I was also surprised to see you on TV, Prank Master." He immediately dropped his arms and glanced at me nervously. "Didn't know you were that famous for your 'pranks,'" I said with air quotes.

"Oh- uh..." He was at a loss for words. He looked at me sheepishly. "You saw that?" He muttered, his face red.

I simply laughed. I looked to my side, where there was a bench in the foyer. I grabbed my clutch off of it. I stepped out onto the porch with Rex and locked the door behind me. I looked at Rex, who watched me confusedly. I glanced at his arm and linked mine with his. I smiled up at him.

"Well? You said you wanted dinner, didn't you?"

"But what about the, yenno, deal?" He asked, looking down at me.

"I think you've been tortured enough for one day," I laughed. "Plus, it's food. Why would I say no?"

He smiled at me excitedly and pecked my lips. "Ever tell you how much I love you?"

I smiled wider. "I love you too, King of Pranks, but let's go. I'm hungry."

He grinned. "Don't have to tell me twice." He stepped off my porch and transformed himself into his motorcycle. He pulled his goggles over his eyes and I hopped on behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

"Hmm... I'm feeling Burger Joint, what about you?" He glanced over his shoulder at me.

"Sounds perfect."