Sup POTATOES! Look at that! My first Two-shot! YAY! SO I'm sorry for not updating any stories for a long time, again. But I'm just really busy with Christmas and buying presents and stuff. I also won't be able too update any other stories until Friday. Friday's story is going to be 'The Bionic Nutjob' and I putted a question in my A/N so please check it out then! :D Now let us start with the Christmas story!

Chase sat in the dark. It was cold and it looked like it was going to snow. Which it can't because he lives in California. Still, the wind was icy and was making the oh-so-familiar whistle sound as it whooshed by. Chase sat under the bridge, his new temporary ho

me. Every now and then, Chase considers: going back home and apologise. But then he realises that it wasn't his fault. None of this was his fault. He didn't start the fight, he didn't ask for it to happen, he didn't expect he would ever tell his family such personal stuff. But he did, and now they think he turned evil.

"Sometimes I wish I did join Douglas when he saved me from the avalanche!'

The thought has been repeating in his head for these past two months. Maybe, he shouldn't have said it. Maybe, he better shut his mouth that moment. But he didn't, he couldn't. And now, he said it. And he regrets it. He never wanted to become evil. Too join Douglas. Too fight his family. Words you'd never expect them too say to him, have been exchanged through their whole fight. It made him leave. It made him sad. It made him angry. It made him feel like he was worthless. But instead of asking yourself: 'What kind of fight did they have that made Chase leave?' We'll just go to where everything went wrong…

-2 months ago-

"Good mission guys! You got everyone out!" Mr Davenport said as he high-fived Adam and Bree. He then walked over to Chase. "You didn't do as I told you to." He says coldly.

"I'm sorry Mr Davenport. But if we did that, the mission must've taken twice as long. And we wouldn't be able to get everyone out then. So I thought-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I get it. Mr Perfect saves the day again. I've thought this plan through several times, and you're doubting it?"

"No, no, no. Mr Davenport, it's not like that at all! I just thought my way was faster." Chase answered, trying not to get Donald mad.

"Yeah, I get it. You're perfect! You always have the best plans in the world! Well you could've done it my way this one time you know!" Donald said. He was starting to get furious. Bree and Adam sat uncomfortable at the bar stools.

"Well Adam and Bree agreed with my idea!" Chase says. Donald looks towards them, and both of them stiffen immediately.

"Guys?" Chase asks his siblings desperately.

"Mr Davenport we never agreed with his idea. We thought it was your idea." Bree says.

"Yeah, I thought you made that plan." Adam agrees. Both of them were scared Donald would scream at them too if they agreed with Chase. Though, Chase looked at them in disbelief as his heart slowly crumbles. And still, he understood why they did it. On their previous mission, Mr Davenport came with a hideous plan. It would've got them all killed. So Chase made up his own plan, which made Donald as angry as now. And instead of grounding him, he slapped Chase in the face. Even now his cheek was still a little blue. He expected Donald to slap him again this time, but he didn't. Still though, alcoholics are unpredictable. In case you didn't know, Donald started drinking three months ago.

Donald turned back to Chase, and gave him an unreadable look. Chase stepped backwards so Donald wouldn't be able to slap him again, when he suddenly bumped against one of Donald's inventions. It fell to the ground and broke.

"Mr Davenport I'm so-" But Chase wasn't able too finish his sentence, because he got slapped in the face again. This time it was that hard, that it made him fall to the ground. Chase glanced at Adam and Bree and saw their shocked faces. Chase slowly got up his feet again.

"Why did you do that?! This is going to cost a fortune!" Donald screamed at Chase.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…" Chase slowly says.

"You always ruin everything!" Donald screams at Chase, furious. Chase gasps and takes a few more steps backwards, making sure he doesn't bump against another invention.

"Why did I even save you from Douglas?" Donald says as he picks up its broken pieces.

Tears well up in Chase's eyes as he hears this.

"Mr Davenport" Adam and Bree say after they gasp.

"What? I'm telling the truth." Donald simply says.

Tears start streaming down Chase's face. He looks at his uncle in disbelief.

"Sometimes I wish I did join Douglas when he saved me from the avalanche!" Chase screams, immediately regretting what he just said. Donald looked up, surprised at what his nephew said.

"What did you just say?!" He says, charging at Chase.

"Mr Davenport, I take it back I didn't-" -SLAP- another giant slap in Chase's face.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!" He screams at Chase. Bree and Adam walk towards their two fighting family members. First they look at Donald, and a little bit of hope lights up in Chase's heart. They're finally going to stand up for me. Chase thought. That was until they looked at Chase. Bot of their eyes were cold, and full of hate.

"How could you say that…" Adam mumbles silently.

"Adam. I didn't-"

"You're our brother! How could you even consider joining Douglas?!" Bree screams.

"Guys, I didn't mean it…" Chase answers.

"I never liked you anyways…" Bree says as she turns around and leaves the lab.

"I'd rather like you dead than to see you ever again…" Adam says as he follows Bree.

"Look at that, your own siblings don't even love you. What a surprise." Donald says as he grins evilly. He kicks Chase a few times hard in the stomach, and then leaves the lab himself.

Chase lets himself fall to the ground, and curls up into a little ball. He starts crying.

"Why me?" He asks himself.

"Why am I always the one who does things bad?" He asks himself once again.

"How could Mr Davenport say he never wanted to save me? How could Bree say she never liked me? How could Adam say he'd rather want me dead instead of seeing me ever again?" Chase stays down the lab for another fifteen minutes, when he suddenly realises.

"They would never say those things just because I said I wanted to become evil. Being evil doesn't mean you want that person dead, does it? Mr Davenport's brother is evil, but he never wanted Douglas to die, did he? So there must be another reason…" Chase thinks for a minute.

"I get it now, they don't want me dead because I said I wanted to become evil. They want me dead because they don't like me, because they don't care about me, because they don't love me… I've always been the useless brother, the weak one. They always doubted me for being good, because I look that much like Douglas. Maybe I shouldn't stay here. Find my own place. Start a new life. It's not like they're going to miss me. They'd rather have me dead. And I'm useless in the missions anyway so what's the matter?" Chase asked himself. He stood up and walked towards the elevator, he was going to make the biggest choice of his life. Leave his family, forever.

But was this really what he wanted? Did he really want to leave his family?

They hurt you. Was an inner voice that talked to Chase. They think you're useless. They don't like, care or love you. The voice said again. Then, there it was, the one thought Chase never wanted to hear nor think in his whole life. They don't want me.

Chase confidently walked into the elevator, and pressed the button that said 'up' The elevator doors 'binged' and Chase walked out. Adam, Bree and Leo sat on the couch. Adam and Bree gave a cold glare at Chase, while Leo looked more confused. He inspected Chase's bruises on his face the moment Chase passed by. Leo smiled friendly when he made eye contact with Chase. But Chase just glared at Leo. He didn't know why he did that; maybe it was just because he was feeling down. Instead of throwing back a cold glare at Chase, Leo looked at him in concern. He knew something was up, because the two of them were very close. Still he couldn't figure out what was wrong with Chase. Somehow through the whole switching expressions from Leo, Chase felt a little happier. He knew he had to leave the person that knew him the best behind. But he had to. Which made him sad again. But then the happiness came back. Chase could leave the house, but that didn't mean he left his friendship with Leo behind.

Chase looked at Leo for another two minutes when Bree suddenly said

"Why are you still here?!" Chase gave a cold glare at Bree, and while Leo looked confused at Bree, Chase smiled at Leo. Letting Leo know he still cared about him.

Then Chase heard Donald and Tasha walking down the stairs. He quickly grabbed some money from his wallet, and put it in a bag. He rushed out of the house without looking at anyone. The last thing he heard wad Leo screaming after him.

"CHASE! COME BACK! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!"

Chase walked on the road, happy that he could release all his stress. It was not like he was going to need to stay away forever, right? Just a few days, three or four at least. Then he could go back, and everything would be the same again. Maybe Donald would've stopped drinking by then.

Three or four days, that should do! Chase thought, as he walked further.