Welcome to my newest story! I meant to put this up earlier, but the holidays are crazy time! But hey, no fist fights this year! Anyways, this story is based around the Davenport family, with some new characters being based off my family's favorite show Modern Family. But no worries, to understand this story you don't need to know anything outside of Lab Rats!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats, or any other source of inspiration used.
"Come on Donnie, It would just be for one afternoon," Douglas sighed, following his brother into the lab.
"I already gave you my answer," Donald huffed, taking a seat at his cyber desk.
"But Donnie!" Douglas nearly whined. "It would mean a lot to them if you would come,"
"I'm not going! If you want to, go ahead and leave, but I don't want to get within 100 miles of that man!" Donald growled.
Douglas leaned back. "Hey, hey, don't shoot the messenger. Don't you think it would be a good idea to just bury the hatchet with him, let this family continue to heal?" Douglas guilted.
Donald rolled his eyes. "My answer is still no,"
Distracted by their arguing, the two brothers did not notice the three bionic teenagers who were waking up in their capsules.
Douglas crossed his arms. "I didn't want to play this card. But if you don't call him up and tell him we are coming, then I am going to tell Tasha," he threatened.
Donald's eyes widened. "You wouldn't?!"
"You wouldn't tell Tasha what?" Chase asked, stepping out of his capsule.
"It's nothing," Donald murmured.
"What's going on?" Bree asked as she and Adam stepped out of their capsules.
"Just discussing our Thanksgiving plans," Douglas replied simply.
Chase raised an eyebrow. "What about Thanksgiving?"
Douglas smiled a small, sly grin. "I was just trying to convince Donnie-"
"Don't say it," Donald interrupted his brother.
"That we should all-"
"Come on Douglas!" Donald whined.
"Go visit the rest of our family for Thanksgiving," Douglas finished while his brother groaned, laying his head down on the desk.
"Why wouldn't you want to go visit them?" Adam asked, confused.
"And why have we never heard about any other family of ours until know?" Bree asked.
"Because they are all crazy," Donald moaned from the cyber desk.
"How can they be any crazier than you two?" Chase laughed.
Douglas chuckled to himself. "Where do you think we got it from?"
"Where you got it from," Donald corrected.
Douglas rolled his eyes. "Say what you want, but it will always be evident that you inherited all of Mom's craziness,"
"So she has a huge ego too?" Adam asked.
"A bit," Douglas replied. "But she won't even be there. It will just be Dad and-"
"I said don't want to go!" Donald shouted.
"What is going on down here?!" Tasha asked, entering the lab with a sleepy Leo behind her.
Before his brother could answer her, Douglas slid behind Tasha and put his hands on her shoulders. "Oh Tasha, my wonderful amazing sister in law-"
"Why are you hiding behind me?" Tasha asked with a sigh.
"For safety," Douglas whispered while Tasha rolled her eyes. "And because I need to tell you something important before Donald kills me,"
"Tell me what? And why would Donald kill you?"
"Douglas, just stop this-"
Douglas interrupted his brother. "Donald doesn't want me to tell you that he is refusing to go to our family thanksgiving, much less tell anyone about it,"
Tasha looked up at her husband in surprise. "Why haven't you mentioned this to me?"
Donald stepped over to Tasha, "Because, honey, my family is crazy. And I don't want anyone in the house to get mentally scared,"
Tasha smiled and rolled her eyes. "Honey, I live in this house that is surrounded by craziness, plus I put up with Douglas. I think I'll be fine,"
"Hey!" Douglas huffed.
"But Tasha-"
Tasha cut him off. "Please, honey for me," she cooed, putting her arms around his neck.
"Fine, if it means that much to you, I'll think about it," Donald sighed in defeat.
Much to her children's displeasure, Tasha leaned in and gave her husband a quick kiss. "Thank you!"
"I'm going to go call Gloria!" Douglas declared, running upstairs.
"Wait, Douglas! I said I wouldthinkabout it!" Donald cried, running after his brother.
"Who is Gloria?" Chase asked.
Tasha shrugged. "I have no idea. The only other Davenports that I have met are DeDe, who was at our wedding for about half an hour over face time, and Diane, his sister who didn't even stay for the reception," she replied, pulling out her phone.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Leo asked.
"I'm calling Diane and inviting her over. We can have a little chat about the Davenport family," Tasha smiled.
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"You did what?!" Donald gasped.
"Your sister will be over soon, I invited her over for lunch. Is it really that wrong that I wanted to have a nice visit with my sister in law, or that the kids want to meet their aunt?" Tasha questioned.
Donald sighed. "No it isn't wrong- it's just that my family can be, well a bit-"
"Don't say crazy. It doesn't matter what kind of behavior they have, they are still your family. That makes them my family, and the kids. And I want to get to know them!"
"Okay, if that is what you want and will make you happy, I can work on it," Donald smiled, wrapping his arms around her.
Tasha smiled back at him, but before they could do anything, they heard a knock from the front door.
Diane Davenport-Summers opened the front door, seeing her brother and sister-in-law. "Am I interrupting something?" she asked, a sweet but sarcastic smile on her face.
Donald grinned. "Hey Diane. It's good to see you," he said, walking over to his sister.
"It's good to see you too," Diane smiled, giving him a tight hug.
Donald's phone then began to beep hysterically. "Sorry, I have a conference call in a minute, Tasha just told me about this lunch, I'm so sorry that-"
"It's fine Donald," Diane assured him. "You go do your science stuff while Tasha and I have lunch and share embarrassing stories about you,"
"Ha, ha," Donald said before he rushed to the lab.
Tasha and Diane laughed while moving to the kitchen to grab their lunch.
"Donald really hasn't changed, has he?" Diane smirked.
"Him and Douglas both. They still act like children even though they are genius scientists," Tasha chuckled.
Diane's eyes widened and she gripped her coffee mug tightly. "Did you just say Douglas. As in my little brother Douglas,"
Tasha bit her lip. "Oh, uh, maybe I wasn't supposed to say anything,"
"Are you trying to tell me that my long deceased little brother is alive and has kept it a secret from our entire family?" Diane gasped.
Tasha was dumbstruck. "Diane, I-"
Diane started to laugh. "Relax, I am just messing with you. I know already know Douglas is alive,"
Tasha sighed in relief. "You nearly just gave me a heart attack,"
Diane laughed, taking a bit of another cookie from the platter on the counter.
Tasha looked up as she saw Douglas and Chase walking down the stairs, discussing some sort of science she didn't understand.
"Hey boys, either of you hungry?" Tasha asked.
When Douglas saw the cookies on the counter his eyes went wide before he rushed towards them. "Of course!"
Before he could even start to eat on, Douglas saw Chase point to the other Davenport sitting by Tasha.
"Oh, hey Diane," Douglas mumbled as he enjoyed his baked treat.
"A hey Diane? That is all I get after you faking your death for like, 15 years and then suddenly coming back an not telling me?!" Diane huffed.
"Well, I called you didn't I?" Douglas replied.
Diane rolled her eyes. "After Donald came and told me,"
"Well, that still counts doesn't it?" Douglas grumbled.
Diane, before she could make a snarky reply, saw her young nephew watching them converse. "Is this Chase?!" she cooed, walking over to him.
"Yeah, that's me," Chase shrugged.
"You look so much like your dad!" Diane exclaimed in amazement.
"Yeah, I get that a lot," Chase smirked.
At that moment, Donald was heading down the stairs, followed by pleading Adam, Bree, and Leo.
"Come on Mr. Davenport, it will be so much fun!" Adam begged.
"And it would be nice to meet our extended family," Bree added.
"And-"
Donald cut his step-son off. "I already said I would think about it,"
"But the whole family would love to go, you are the only one holding out," Leo pointed out.
"What is Donnie holding out on now?" Diane asked teasingly.
Douglas turned to his sister. "He doesn't want to go to Dad's for thanksgiving this year,"
"Oh come on Donnie, it won't be that bad," Diane said before whispering to her younger brother, "possibly,"
"Fine!" Donald huffed. "We'll go to the Davenport Thanksgiving!"
So what did everybody think? I know the ending wasn't amazing, I couldn't figure out how to fix it. Please review and tell me what you think!
