Chase has no real idea of what is going on, or rather, why it's going on, but his most educated analysis with all variables accounted for and all hypothesises in mind, is that either one, he'd inhaled too much motor fumes accidentally, or, and this is the one that is the most likely in Chase's mind, Kaz and Oliver have finally lost their minds. Chase is frozen in place by the hyperlift, covered in oil and smelling like engine exhaust and sweat, a dirty rag in hand to wipe most of the mess from his palms, watching the scene before him with wide hazel eyes.
Kaz Clark and Oliver Todd, the inseperable best friend pair of the Elite Force-also the youngest-, are dancing around the living room, the TV abandoned from where they had been watching it the last time Chase came up for a bottle of water, and singing at the top of their lungs. Skylar and Bree were nowhere in sight, the two boys were alone. "Just one look and I can hear a bell ring." Oliver sings, his grin wide and his sea blue eyes sparkling happily.
"One more look and I forget everything." Kaz continues, his own smile ear-splitting and chocolate eyes glittering in delight. "Oh, oh..."
"Mamma Mia, here I go again.
My, my, how can I resist ya?"
"Mamma Mia!" Chase groans, fleeing back to Mission Command and leaving Kaz and Oliver to their Broadway duet in the penthouse living room, before the golden hula-hoops made their appearance. Kaz and Oliver have definitely lost their minds.
If you want something to blame, blame the darkest corner of my brain where reason goes to die. (And I told you we'd be exploring Kaz and Oliver's musical love. ;))