AN: Hey everyone, Asori here. This is a collection of one-shots, two-shots, and three-shots recording the hilarious misadventures of the Davenport-Dooleys, specifically their glitches. Yes, there are a number of stories on here already that have the same basic premise, but I hope some of my crazy ideas will make this one stand out.

This story is open to any and all ideas, containing any canon characters in most situations, so if any of you have a suggestion, please leave it in a review and I will try to write it as humorously and in as high of quality as possible. I am going to kick off this story with a three-shot titled Got Personality? - I hope you enjoy what you read here!

Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats or any of the characters, just the plot.


Got Personality?
Part One: Bionic Bickering


"Mr. Davenport, I'm going to the mall," Bree called as she prepared to walk out the front door.

"Oh no you don't!" Mr. Davenport exclaimed as he ran into the room and in front of the door, blocking Bree's path. "You, Adam, and Chase are staying here today – I need to upgrade your chips."

Bree groaned, throwing her head back in anger as she turned and stalked away. "Did it have to be today? Sydney Vogelburg and I were going to go look for shoes for homecoming!"

"Bree," Mr. Davenport said warningly as he crossed his arms. "You're bionic, and taking care of your chip is your top priority; and no 'buts' about it."

"Ugh, fine, I'll have to tell Sydney that I can't go today."

"Good," the tech mogul said with a firm nod. "Meet me down in the lab in five minutes."


"I can't believe I have to spend the whole day stuck down here with my stupid brothers," Bree muttered angrily to herself as she stepped into her capsule.

"Hey, I resent that," Chase griped.

"I wasn't talking to you, was I?" Bree snapped in annoyance.

"Just because you say it under your breath doesn't mean I can't still hear you – I have super-hearing, remember?" Chase shot back. "And it's not like we want to be here any more than you do."

"Where else would you be? It's not like you have a life."

"That's not true! I would be… upstairs… doing something…."

"I rest my case."

Before Chase could respond, Mr. Davenport cut in, saying "Enough with the bickering; you don't have a choice, so get over it. And Adam, get that out of your mouth!"

Adam quickly took his tennis shoe out of his mouth, hiding it behind his back. At the looks of disgust from his siblings and father figure, he shrugged, saying "Leo dared me to eat it."

"And you would listen to Leo why?" Bree asked, far from impressed.

"It's Adam you're talking to," Chase explained. "Do you really expect anything else?"

"Alright, that's enough!" Mr. Davenport glared at the bionics, silencing them. "I'm glad I don't have to stick around down here any longer than I have to – as soon as I get the upgrade going, I am out of here. I'll be at a tech conference all day, so don't call me unless the house is on fire – got it?"

Adam slowly raised his hand.

"What, Adam?"

"What if there's a badger invasion?"

The other three rolled their eyes, Mr. Davenport choosing not to answer. Instead he began typing rapidly on his cyber desk, and in a matter of seconds the upgrade began, which was made apparent when the bionics began to glow their distinct colors – Adam red, Chase green, and Bree yellow. "There, that should take care of it for the next… oh, let's say… six hours," the billionaire said with a smirk at the groaning teenagers. "See ya tonight!" he called as he walked out of the lab.

After a couple moments of silence, the oldest bionic broke the quiet: "I'm bored."

"Oh, don't start!" Bree barked.

"But what are we supposed to do? Just stand here in our capsules all day?" Adam asked.

"Yep," Chase answered. "Just like every other –"

"Unbearable," Bree pitched in.

"– upgrade," Chase continued, shooting his older sister a look.

"We should do something," Adam said.

"Like what?" Bree and Chase irritably asked simultaneously.

"Mr. Davenport's locked us in our capsules," Chase began.

"So we can't do anything," Bree finished.

All three heaved a sigh, and after a moment, Adam piped up, saying "Chase, you should tell us a story."

"What? Why me?" Chase asked incredulously.

"Yeah, everybody knows that Chase is terrible at telling stories," Bree argued.

"Hey!"

"I guess Bree does have a point; you usually end up telling us about something that nobody cares about," Adam relented.

"Like the government of Morocco, the lifecycle of a mayfly, or something else that usually bores the snot out of anyone listening," Bree added.

Chase looked as though he had been slapped. "I would beg to differ – both the government of Morocco and the lifecycle of a mayfly are fascinating… and you know what else is fascinating?"

"No!" Adam and Bree simultaneously shouted.

"And please don't tell us," Bree requested.

"Rude," Chase grumbled to himself. And with that the bionics fell silent, each feeling sorry for themselves and wishing to be anywhere other than in their capsules.

At the sound of the elevator doors opening, the three teens perked up. "Hey guys, Big D sent me in here to watch you get your upgrades," Leo announced. "He said that I'm in charge."

"Oh no," Chase groaned.

"We're doomed," Bree moaned.

"Does this mean the badgers have already taken over the world?" Adam asked in awe.

"Enough with the badgers!" Chase snapped.

Leo gave them a funny look. "You guys sure fight a lot," he observed. "Eddy made a sport of broadcasting your bickering throughout the house."

"You'd be a little testy too if you were locked in a basement with these lame-os for fifteen years of your life," Bree said defensively.

"You're one to talk – you've started all of our arguments so far," Chase huffed.

"I have not," Bree countered defensively.

"Stop it!" Leo shouted. "You're driving me insane!"

"And it hasn't even been half an hour yet," Chase said matter-of-factly.


"Ugh, how can you guys stand this?" Leo asked in exasperation.

"We don't," Bree said, giving both her brothers a dirty look. Only two hours had passed, and all four teenagers were bored out of their minds. All tolerance for each other was gone at this point.

"How long was this supposed to take again?" Adam asked.

"About six hours," Chase answered humorlessly.

"Is that a long time?"

Chase shot his brother a look, saying sarcastically "Noooo, it's not."

"Good, because I don't know how much more of this I can take," Adam said in relief, not at all picking up on the sarcasm.

"I don't know how much more of any of you I can take," Bree growled.

"Is there any way we can speed this up?" Leo asked.

"Nope," Chase said without elucidation.

"Have you tried speeding it up before?"

"Does it look like we can? Because if we could, we would," Bree said.

"I'm sure there's something I can do," Leo said, rolling on his chair over to the cyber-desk.

"Like the time you let the virus Teddy takeover the house?" Chase asked.

"Yeah, thanks again for ruining my slumber party," Bree drawled sarcastically.

"No, that was the best slumber party ever!" Adam said excitedly.

"Is that why you jumped into my arms when the virus showed up?" Chase asked his older brother with a scowl. "And besides, how would you know that it was the best? You've never been (invited) to one before."

Adam frowned, saying "You know, now that I think about it, it really wasn't that great. You smelled really bad that night, Chase."

Chase made a face at his older brother, not bothering to argue further. Instead, he said to Leo "Don't do anything, don't even touch anything."

Leo looked to the youngest bionic. "Chase, my… not-quite-a-man –"

"Yet," Chase added hurriedly.

Leo gave him a look that clearly read "Really?" but continued, saying "Have a little faith," before returning to his typing.

"I think I agree with Chase on this one – don't do anything, Leo," Bree advised.

"Didn't you hear Leo?" Adam asked. "Have a little faith!"

The younger two bionics sighed in annoyance, choosing to ignore their older brother.

"That should do the trick," Leo said proudly, entering the line of code he had written. "You three can thank me for saving your Saturday."

"Um, I don't know about that," Chase commented, looking from his capsule to his siblings' in worry as their glowing grew brighter. The glow of Bree and Chase noticeably turned to red, and as soon as their colors were as red as Adam's, the younger two bionics shuddered violently.

And then it was over. With the ending of the update, the glowing stopped and the capsules unlocked; the three bionics stepped out.

"Awesooooome!" Adam said with a grin. "Leo, you're the best."

"What would make him better, though, is if he could yodel," Chase said with a goofy grin.

Leo frowned in confusion, but before he could say anything, Bree chimed in, saying "Yeah, while juggling waffles, because that would be even more awesome!"

"While wearing a propeller beanie!" Adam added.

"Yes!" Chase said excitedly as Bree nodded enthusiastically.

Adam sighed happily. "You guys understand me!"

"I don't understand any of this," Leo said, wide eyed.