I DO NOT OWN LAB RATS.

Inventions

Adam, Bree, Chase and Leo were sitting on the couch when Donald came running in. He said, "Guys, guess what I just invented."

Leo asked, "Something to make you taller?" Everyone chuckled.

Bree said, "I bet it's something to make that big ego go away." They chuckled again.

Adam said, "I bet it's like that memory device that turned him into a teen and then a baby."

Donald replied, "No, no, and..." He looked and pointed at Adam. "No! It's a device which allows a person to be cured instantly when they're sick."

Chase then asked, "So, like medicine?"

Donald thought about this for a second. "Oh, well... yeah. This is better, though, because it cures you instantly."

"And?" asked Chase.

"That's it."

"Well, that doesn't sound like fun," said Adam.

"How does it work?" asked Bree.

"Well, when someone's sick, you zap that person and the special, non-harmful chemicals in there absorb into your bloodstream and within seconds, you feel better. I call it the Medical Stabilizer."

"Does it even work?" asked Leo.

"Of course it does. I invented it. Another amazing invention by Donald Davenport!"

Bree said, "Wow, looks like there's no invention in the world that can zap away that big ego."

Donald replied sarcastically, "Very funny." He put on his coat because it was really cold out. "I'm going out and will be back in a while. Stay out of trouble." He then walked out the door.

Adam said, "Sounds like a good time to mess around. Come down to the lab with me."

"Adam, you heard Mr. Davenport. Stay out of trouble."

"Come on, Chase. We're not gonna do anything wrong."

"Says the most destructive person out of the three of us."

Leo interrupted. "Eh hem!"

Chase sighed. "The four of us. Satisfied, Leo?"

"Yes... Yes I am."

"Fine. Let's go."

They all entered the lab when the elevator stopped there. Chase walked to his capsule and entered it. "I'm tired and gonna take a nap." He then fell asleep.

Adam picked up something that looked like a space ray gun. "Is this Mr. Davenport's newest invention?" He turned it around in his hands. "It doesn't look too appealing."

"Adam, what are you doing? Put that down!"

"Relax, Bree. I won't do anything." He kept aiming it in the air and pretended to zap people. "Pew, pew, pew, pew."

"Adam, stop messing around!"

Chase woke up and exited his capsule. "Okay, I can't sleep because you guys are making too much noise." Adam must've been holding the device too tight because he heard a crunch sound.

Chase asked, "What... was that?"

Adam opened up his hand and looked at the crushed handle. Bree asked, "Adam, what did you do?"

"Um... crushed the handle on Davenport's invention."

Chased asked, "His brand new invention?"

"Um... maybe. Do think he'll notice?" He accidentally dropped it and it fell to the floor, breaking into a million pieces. "Whoops."

Leo replied, "Well, I think he'll notice now!"

"Sorry. If he didn't want us touching anything, he should've said something."

They all face palmed and Chase said, "He did!"

"No. He told us to stay out of trouble."

"Same thing! When he sees this, we're in so much trouble."

Adam put his hand on Chase's shoulder. "Yeah..." He then took his hand off. "Good luck with that."

"Guys, don't..." Before he could finish, Bree super-speeded Adam and Leo out of there and upstairs. "Leave me here." He picked up the pieces of Donald's invention and put them on the counter. He then ran upstairs after them.

They were sitting on the couch watching TV when he came in. Leo asked, "Hey, Chase. What's up?"

"Why'd you leave me to take the blame for that?"

Adam said, "We figured he'd go the easiest on you because we all know you're his favorite."

"Oh, that's great logic, genius."

Donald came in sneezing. "Hey guys."

"Hey, Big D... and bless you."

Adam said, "Wow, what a way to greet someone. If sneezing is a way to greet someone now, I'm gonna start doing that."

"No, no. I'm just getting a cold."

Leo put his hand on Donald's shoulder. "We know you, Big D. When you're out in cold for too long, you get really sick. Don't worry, though. We'll take care of you."

"Why does–?" Sneeze. "Why does that–?" Another sneeze. "Why does that not make me feel better? Look guys, this time will be different. I'll just have one of you zap me with my invention and I'll be as good as new."

Chase panicked. "Um... wouldn't you like to just have it pass by itself?"

"No, I'd rather be better now than to wait and be too sick to help you guys with missions."

"But why can't you just wait it out?"

"All right, I just specified why I don't wanna do that. What's going on? What did you guys do?"

Adam said, "We... might've broke your invention."

Bree asked, "Excuse me! We?"

"Fine! Me! I did it! I broke your invention! Chase was gonna take the rat for me, though."

Chase put his hands up in defeat. "For the record, I was trying to sleep when he did it."

Donald just sighed. "You broke my invention, Adam?"

"Technically, I broke the handle with my strength, and then it fell to the floor, smashing into a million pieces."

"I told you guys not to touch anything."

"Well, you should've made that more clear."

"Whatever. My head is spinning and I don't feel good, so I'm gonna go lie down for a while." He went upstairs to his and Tasha's room and fell asleep standing up in the process.

Tasha came out of the bathroom and noticed him asleep standing up. "Donald?"

"Hmmm?"

"Donald, what's wrong? Are you sick? You only fall asleep standing up when you're sick." She put a hand to his forehead. "You're warm. Get into bed and I'll take your temperature." He nodded and covered up once he was in bed. Tasha had an ear thermometer and placed it in his ear until it beeped. She took it out and read, "101.2. Aww, sweetie. You got a fever. How do you feel?"

"Yucky."

"Well, do you want me to give you anything?"

"No. I just wanna sleep."

"Okay." She kissed his head. "Get some rest, Donald." She closed the door and he snuggled down into his blankets.