"If it has nothing to do with me, than I am not listening." said Leo, who was sitting on the couch playing video games with Adam and Chase.
"Then it's a good thing it does," muterred Bree. "Anyways," she spoke up, "You know that campout everyones talking about? Guess who got invited?!"
"Like I said, not involving me, not listening!"
Bree rolled her eyes. "We all got invited! Are you listening now?"
"I sure am!" Adam exclaimed.
"How long is it?" Asked Chase.
"A whole week!"
"Davenport isnt going to let you go. You know that, right?" Chase said.
"I am sure we can at least try to talk to him." Leo replied.
"Yeah, and we have Tasha on our side!" Bree said happily.
"Ha!" Chase scoffed, a smirk on his face, "How much ya wanna bet this isnt gonna happen?"
"Fine then! If you win, I'll give ya five bucks. But if we win, you have to come with us." Leo said smugly. "Deal?"
"Deal." Chase agreed.
And it was settled.
A Few Hours...
And Much Boring Stuff Later...
**Donalds POV**
"Alright! Fine! You can go!" Donald exclaimed. The kids had been grilling him for the past four hours, trying to get his permission. Finally, he had hid out in the lab, working on one of his inventions, where Leo then cornered him. After twenty minutes of "Please? Pretty Please?" and peanut butter breath, and several minor electric shocks from him distracting me, I caved.
"THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" Leo bolted upstairs to spread the good news.
Silence. Ahhh...
"NOOOO!" a scream from Chase broke the silence. "I don't want to go!"
And then laughter from everyone else.
But then silence once again settled and I got back to work.
"Donald! Time for dinner!" Tasha's voice rang out.
I just couldn't catch a break today. I sighed and trudged upstairs to dinner.
