Here is another Tup fic for you all! I have been trying to write for a different ship every day so hopefully I'll be back with this one again soon. I have no prompts for Tup though, so send some in! I promise I will try my absolute hardest to right WHATEVER you want. Smut, cute, funny, drama, whatever else: send it my way! Oh and if anyone is interested in a Tup roleplay with me, I'm more than willing to do that as well. I hope you like this one!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Starship or the characters in it

If you know Taz you would know that she is the toughest bitch around. She fought alongside Commander Up during the Robot Wars and she never takes shit from anyone. So if someone were to tell you that she enjoys taking bubble baths you would not believe them for a second. But the truth of the matter is that she loves taking them. Well, as long as Up is with her. She actually finds them quite relaxing.

Taz laid n his bed, ready to get in the bath with Up. He had insisted on taking one with her and starting the bath for this time.

"Tazzy, it's ready!"
"I'm coming, mi amor!"

Taz ran into the bathroom and smiled at the sight. She always had loved the look of a bubble bath. The water practically steaming as the bubbles surrounded the corners on the bathtub. Taz quickly stripped of her clothing and looked up at the much bigger Commander.

"Hey! Get jour ropa off!"

Up chuckled and removed his own clothing. "Better?"

"Much." She whispered and traced her fingers delicately along the line where his robot side and normal skin joined together. Up gently moved her hand and kissed her forehead. He went into the tub first and sat down before looking up at her to get her in. Taz sat gently on his lap and leaned back into his chest as the hot water slowly went over her body, relaxing all of her muscles. She instantly sunk into Up's chest as she felt his strong arms around her waist. His lips kissed the top of her head, staying there for a minute.

Another fact about Taz: She smelled good. Most people expected her to always smell of sweat, but in reality she smelled of the vanilla shampoo that she used.

Up soon smiled as she intertwined her fingers with his own.

"Up?"

"Yes, mi amor?" He asked in his thick Southern accent.

"Jou promise to never leave me, sí?"

Up leaned down a bit to kiss her neck before placing his lips to her ear. "Taz, I promised you that ten years ago at your quinceañera and I haven't broken that yet."
"Jou did after jour injury." "You know that wasn't by my doing. That was my injury that held me back. I was weak. But then you toughened me up again."

As his injury was brought up the gruesome images of Up getting sliced in half kept replaying itself in Taz's mind. She tried not to very hard, but a few tears escaped her eyes. Up heard a small whimper as she was trying to compose herself. He knew exactly what was wrong. If she got upset it was one of two things: losing her family at her quinceañera or Up's injury.

"Taz it's okay. I'm right here. I survived it."

"B-but! I could've done somet-"

"You did everything right, Taz. It's in the past now. Don't worry about it. It's over and I'm still here with you forever."

Taz smiled slightly at him and gave him a kiss as she relaxed again. "Okay. Te amo, Up."

"Te amo, Taz."