-A blonde haired teenage girl is sitting in a giant brown chair in a library. The fireplace behind her partially lights up the otherwise dark room. She looks up from her book and notices she's not the only one in the library-
Oh hello there. You must be here for a story, I assume? Well, lucky for you, I've got one right here. My name is Stella and PurpleNicole531 hired me to narrate her stories, so here I am in this dusty old library (Seriously? Does nobody clean in here?) reading stories to people. (Oh how I just love my job! This is just great! Note the sarcasm.)
Ahem?
I mean I love being a narrator! Remind me to thank PurpleNicole531 for hiring me to do this all day, everyday with no breaks whatsoever. Really. I never leave this chair. My mouth becomes dry from all the reading I do in here. I never get a glass of water. Ever. It's just awesome.
Excuse me? There's a glass of water on the table right beside you!
Oh? I never noticed that before. Oh well, thanks! Should I stop my unnecessary banter and start the story now?
Yes.
Okay, okay! I'm on it! Stop pressuring me!
Stella…
I'm on it! Just leave, won't you?!
Alright, alright, I'm leaving. –Door slams shut-
Ugh…finally. Anyways, let the story-telling begin!
Our story for today is about two teenage boys who were rivals. They'd do anything to ruin each other's lives just because of how much they despised each other. It didn't help when their sisters came into the scene either. Rose, Dustin's sister, liked Chase and Chase liked Rose. Chase noticed that Dustin had a crush on his sister, Bree. This didn't set well with Chase at all. It's understandable. How would you feel if your worst enemy fell for your sister and vice-versa? Yeah…not so great. Anyways, this story is about those two boys, before they became the best of friends, they were the worst of enemies.
Without further ado, I present Chase VS. Dustin: The Story of Two Rivals. Enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: PurpleNicole531 does not own Lab Rats, Disney does. Excuse any mistakes in spelling and grammar or anything else that might not look right in the story.
Chase VS. Dustin: The Story of Two Rivals
Chapter One: The Cafeteria Incident
It was a beautiful sunny afternoon. Dustin and Bree were sitting on the bench in the park, holding hands and admiring the scenery.
"So, you never did tell me about when you and Chase hated each other's guts." Bree replied.
Dustin looked at his girlfriend. "Seriously? I thought you already knew. You were there after all."
Bree grabbed onto her boyfriend's arm and continued to shake him. "I wasn't there the whole time. Come on! Tell me! I want to know when you disliked my brother!"
Dustin felt like his arm was going to come out of its socket. Man, Bree had quite the grip! He immediately took ahold of Bree's shoulders and stopped her from shaking him until his head popped off. "Okay! Stop! I'll tell you!"
A sly smile spread across Bree's lips. "Great. I'm listening."
Dustin sighed. "It all began due to an incident in the cafeteria…"
-Lab Rats-
"I can't believe Mr. Davenport is making us clean his lab equipment." Rose muttered as she scraped some gum out from under Leo's Mission Specialist desk. "Seriously? How is there gum under here?"
"I think that was Adam's doing." Chase remarked. "It annoys Leo to the hilt, but yet he still does it."
"Ew! This one has a tooth in it!" Rose screamed, getting out from under the desk. "Ow!" Rose rubbed her now sore head. "I hate this!"
Chase looked at the piece of gum. "That's not a real tooth." He stated, picking it out of the gum and showing it to Rose, who winced in disgust. "It's fake."
"Ah! A fake tooth!"
Chase laughed. "You're afraid of a fake tooth?"
Rose crossed her arms. "Yes! Thank my brother for that."
Chase shrugged and proceeded to throw the tooth away in a trash bag he and Rose had for tossing any kind of garbage they'd find while cleaning.
"Speaking of my brother, you two were quite the enemies." Rose replied.
"So? We aren't anymore." Chase stated, scraping off more gum while Rose watched from afar.
"Right. You're the best of friends now!" She exclaimed. "Still…"
"Still what?"
"I wanna know what it was like when you two weren't the best of friends."
Chase raised his eyebrow. "You don't already know? I thought you were involved in our rivalry."
Rose smirked. "Not all of it."
Chase looked at his girlfriend. "You want me to tell you, don't you?"
"Yes!"
"Fine…we weren't always enemies. In fact, we hardly knew each other. That all changed one day when there was an incident in the cafeteria."
-Lab Rats-
"The Cafeteria Incident"
Chase was walking toward the table where his siblings were at, lunch tray in hand. It looked like nothing could go wrong, right? Unfortunately, something did go wrong.
While walking past the football players' table, Trent stuck his foot out and Chase tripped, sending his lunch tray and the contents on it flying into one of the football players. Did you guess correctly? Yup, that football player was Dustin.
A spaghetti-splattered Dustin stood up and glared at Chase. He wiped some tomato sauce off his face. "What was that for, nerd?!"
Chase backed away. "It wasn't my fault! I tripped and-"
Dustin cut him off. "I don't want any of your lame excuses! You did that on purpose!"
"No, I didn't."
"Yes, you did!" Dustin grabbed onto Chase's shirt. "And you're going to pay for it!"
By this time, everyone in the cafeteria had their attention on Chase Davenport and Dustin Green. The football players were yelling at Dustin to beat Chase up. Chase's siblings were just sitting there, shock plastered on their faces. Finally, someone made a move.
"Bree! What do you think you're doing?!" Leo watched as his sister got up from her seat.
Bree looked at Leo. "We gotta do something! We can't just sit here and watch our brother get beaten up by some football player!"
"Why not?" Adam asked, clueless.
Bree stared hard at Adam. "Because we're better than that. We gotta help him!"
"Bree, no! You'll just make it worse!" Leo tried convincing his sister to not get involved.
"Leo I-"
"Ooh!"
"Chase!"
"That will teach ya to mess with me, nerd!"
Chase was standing there covered from head to toe in chocolate pudding.
"At least Spike didn't come out." Adam remarked.
Now Dustin was covered from head to toe in chocolate pudding.
"How did you like that fruit fly?"
"Guess I spoke too soon."
Leo and Bree gave Adam a look. "You think?"
Dustin looked at Spike both shocked and confused. "Dude, what is wrong with you?" Multiple football players, including Trent, grabbed some napkins and began cleaning the pudding and spaghetti off of Dustin.
The Commando App disengaged and Chase stood there, unaware of everything that just happened.
"What happened?"
Dustin had a look of disbelief on his face. "You don't remember? How could you not remember? You just dumped pudding on me!"
Chase looked at his siblings pleadingly. "Help me!" He mouthed.
Adam, Bree, and Leo took immediate action. They ran over to their brother and dragged him out of the cafeteria, leaving everybody mind-boggled by what just occurred.
-Lab Rats-
"Oh…now I remember that!" Bree realized. "You did look cute with tomato sauce on your face." She teased.
Dustin rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right. Now I know that was Spike, Chase's Commando App. Not a nice fella, is he?"
Bree shook her head. "Nope, not at all. Kind of have to watch out when he comes around."
Dustin nodded. "Thanks. I'll make a note of that now."
"So, getting splattered with spaghetti and pudding was what started your rivalry? That seems like such a silly reason to hold a grudge against somebody. It was an accident after all!" Bree exclaimed.
"I'll admit that was very immature and childish of me. Believe me, I regret it." Dustin explained.
Bree smiled and hugged her boyfriend. "I still love you for it. Got any more tales to tell?"
"Really? Shouldn't we be getting back home now? The others might be wondering where we are." Dustin stated.
Bree scoffed. "The others can wait. I want to hear more Dase!"
"Dase?"
"Yeah, that's your rivalry ship name!"
"Okay…I just threw up in my mouth a little."
-Lab Rats-
"My brother is so immature." Rose commented, dusting off Mr. Davenport's gravity belt.
"Don't you mean was?" Chase asked, scrubbing the outside of the capsules.
"He watches a pony cartoon. Do you consider that not immature?"
"Okay, I concur." Chase replied.
"Hey! I just got a great idea!" Rose exclaimed.
"And what is the great idea in that amazing head of yours?" Chase asked with a smirk.
"How do you like Chustin for your ship name?" Rose suggested.
Chase's eyes went wide. "What?! No way!"
Rose held her feather duster defensively. "Don't make me dust you!"
"And don't make me scrub you!" Chase shot back.
"Oh…it's on!"
The two were then all out in a dusting-scrubbing battle. No one knows who won, but Mr. Davenport came in afterwards to see his son covered in feathers and his girlfriend with soap all over herself. Both were lying on the floor exhausted.
"Should I even ask?"
"Ugh…I was the winner!" Rose protested.
"No, I was! I used up all my soap on you!" Chase retorted.
"Look at my feather duster! There's no feathers left on it! You might as well just call it a duster!"
"Okay…I'm just going to go now." Mr. Davenport said, walking back into the elevator.
End of Chapter One.
Did you like the story? I hope so because I'm not getting paid for this job. Yet I love it so much. (Not really.) Oh and don't worry, PurpleNicole531 has informed me that this is not a one-shot story; there will be more chapters. At least five. Maybe more. If any of you readers have good ideas for the story, don't hesitate to shout them out! You never know if PurpleNicole531 will use them in her story! Anyways, thank you all for coming to read and I'll be on my way now. How sad. I was just getting used to this place. (Oh yay! Finally, I can get out of this boring library. Woo-hoo!)
You do realize I can hear you, right?
Oh gooey-gumdrops! Ah well, see ya next time readers! If you don't come to the next chapter, that's totally fine with me. (I would actually love it if you didn't come because then I can have the whole day off!)
I really should consider hiring a different narrator…
-Stella, the Narrator (with PurpleNicole531)
