Authors Note: So the idea for this one shot series came from Bionic Showdown when Marcus and Douglas were having their little father son conversation about drama club. And it hit me that while Douglas saw Marcus as a weapon, there was probably a part of him that cared for Marcus hence these are all one shots that focus on the cut father son moments.

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Douglas sat in front of the television, laughing mindlessly at the moving pictures as he grabbed some popcorn and a drink. In fact he was so into… whatever he was watching that he didn't even notice that his son was talking to him for the last five minutes.

" – and that's how we get rid of your brother. Dad? DAD!" the teenager screamed. But it was no use, whatever seemed to be on TV was apparently a lot more entertaining than Douglas hearing about the plans for his brother's demise. Raising an eyebrow at the screen, Marcus walked around to the couch.

"What are you even watching?"

"This great new show called Funeral Mishaps." Okay so now the android had his attention. Wouldn't say he was surprised, Davenport men liked it when the attention was on them. Constantly. Marcus had spent 15 years with one to know. Plus he was one himself and Donald Davenport was so engrossed in himself that it was borderline disturbing at times.

"What's it even about?" This times the android had settled on the couch next to his father and creator.

Sure Douglas had his moments of parental forgetfulness. Forgetting his 15th birthday, 14th birthday and his 13th birthday but he was the only guy the teenager had known. And after hearing about how his brother had taken his part of the company from him as well as his kids, Douglas and Marcus only had each other.

Well once they got Adam, Bree and Chase back of course. Often Marcus wondered what would happen to him once the "prodigal kids" returned. Sure Marcus could take them all and had all their powers at amplified levels. But they were Douglas' first creations. And his favourite. Especially the youngest, Chase.

And parents mostly always leaned towards their first born. Or in this case first borns.

"Marcus are you even listening?" And with that Marcus snapped back to reality. Wow, had he really been thinking so much about his those three that he didn't even listen to what his dad was saying? That… was unlike Marcus. Not something he would do. Not something he was trained to do. Be distracted by What Ifs and… jealousy.

"No and sorry, I just…." Fumbling around for words, Marcus looked to the first thing that would get him back on his dad's good side. The hair. "Your hair had me distracted. Are you using a new product?" He smiled one of his Marcus smiles. Luckily, the inventor perked up and started looking up to his hair and started to smile to.

Thank god for Davenport men's weakness for hair.

"Thank you for noticing! It's about time you started appreciating this" Douglas made multiple hand gestures to his hair. "I've started a new conditioner. It apparently reages your hair back by ten years." For once Douglas didn't drag his brother into this. Marcus was actually proud of his dad.

"So that'll mean I have better hair than Donnie!" Douglas pointed two thumbs at himself and starter his victory dance. It was a combination of jazz hands and shaking the wrong parts in the wrong places. And with that Marcus' face fell from the smile he had to a scowl as he dropped his head and shook it. Well it was nice while it lasted.

"Do you have to make everything about your brother? It's been fifteen years. And that's only since I've been hearing it!" Photographic memory meant that he also remembered Douglas' every word and reaction. The photographic memory was a blessing and a curse at the same time.

"Well Marcus when your older brother takes everything from you, from your research to his kids, you have every right to be mad at him!" At this point Douglas just sounded like a whiny teenager. The bionic teenager himself even wondered at times who was the grown up in the relationship. Because it was often Marcus having to console Douglas' temper tantrums.

Aren't I meant to have the breakdowns and weird moods every day? Marcus thought before making a disgusted face at his dad and shaking his head.

"See Marcus, now I missed funeral mishaps. Now I gotta wait a whole ten minutes for it to come back on again." Again with Douglas and his temper tantrums.

"Yeah waiting ten minutes sure seems like a terrible tragedy." Rolling his eyes, Marcus picked up the remote and started twirling it around his hands. "What is funeral mishaps even about?" Now Marcus wasn't stupid. The literal meaning could be funerals that went terribly wrong but he learnt that humans had non literal meanings for words. Like sick didn't mean throw up. It could sometimes mean awesome.

"Funerals that have gone terribly wrong. Duh. You know, you're supposed to be a genius." Douglas looked to him as if he was a child and stupid. That look that adults give you when they say something that they think is so simple but isn't. Well to Marcus it wasn't.

Marcus opened his mouth to argue but realised it wouldn't be worth arguing with egotistical inventor. "You know what? Just tell me in more detail what's it about." Douglas looked at him and sighed but not before rolling his eyes. In response, Marcus just rolled his eyes back.

"There's not much to it. Just funerals that have gone horribly wrong. For example, the casket didn't even make it to the ground. Now there's someone dead body out on the open road." And with that Douglas laughed at the screen which was covered with cars frantically screeching and people screaming at seeing a casket.

It was actually not bad… Marcus even managed to crack a smile at the chaos and the way people ran from seeing a closed casket.

"I wonder how those people would react to having it opened." Now Marcus was laughing at the screen, the it being referred to the casket.

Douglas gestured his hand lazily to Marcus as to gesture him to be quiet. "Wait now watch this." A big explosion was heard as the body lifted into the air and landed on the buffet table. At this point both Davenport's were on the sofa, completely hysterical from the laughter.

"Lunch is served I guess." Marcus managed to spit out in all his laughter. Douglas' response was just more laughter and a nod of his head.

After ten minutes of hysterical laughter at not just the body at the table but other hilarious happenings, both males' laughter managed to die down, with them both sighing satisfactorily at the screen.

"See look at us Marcus we're finally bonding about something that's not about taking down my brother the same way he took away my whole life. And it's something sadistic and cruel. Look at us, it's practically my dream." Douglas looked at his son proudly and smiled at him, while wiping a fake tear away from his right eye.

That warmed Marcus' heart. Sure it was not meant to be there apart from keeping him alive and he was supposed to have no sympathy or empathy but it was nice to know that Douglas was finally appreciating him other than his personal bionic spy/weapon. Depending on what Douglas was feeling.

"And then tomorrow we can bond some more over taking down my brother while I look good at it!"

And with that Marcus grunted and threw his head at the nearest pillow.

I can't believe we almost had a moment there dad.

Authors Note: And done! The first one shot was titled Funeral Mishaps! I got the idea since in "Leo vs Evil" Marcus mentioned it. Hope you liked it!

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