AN: Hey peeps, Asori here! I'm back with a two-shot featuring a character who gets a little love here on Fanfiction but doesn't get a whole lot of love on the Lab Rats TV show, and his adventure here in this story is somewhat based on the song This is Not a Test by TobyMac. I encourage you to check out this amazing song as you read this story (especially during the second part), and I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats or any of the characters, just the plot.
"Congratulations, you have graduated from level red to being a full bionic hero. Make us proud." Mr. Davenport looked on to the students gathered around him, a bright smile that showed off his white teeth plastered on his face.
Spin beamed up at the creator of the academy, pride for his achievement swelling within him. His dream had finally come true - he was a real bionic hero at last.
"I did it," he sighed happily, and he knew that nothing could rain on his happiness, nothing at all.
"Spin!" The small boy was rudely yanked back to the present, and he saw Bob standing directly in front of him, knocking on the glass of his capsule.
Except Bob. "What, Bob?" Spin asked irritably.
"You did what?" Bob asked curiously.
"What? What do you mean?"
"You kept saying that you did it. What did you do?"
Spin blinked, and he realized what Bob was talking about. "I graduated from this place and became a real hero like Adam, Bree, and Chase. And Leo, I suppose." He was tempted to amend what he had said - Leo didn't really count, did he?
"You did?" Bob asked, his eyes wide. "Cool! When did that happen? How did you do it?"
Spin's lip lifted in disgust as he glanced down at his green-sleeved uniform. "I didn't."
Bob frowned. "Then why did you say that you did?"
"It was just a dream..." Dang it, he thought sadly.
"Oh. Well, I dreamt about a catfish that was farting rainbow clouds. They smelled like burritos!"
Spin rolled his eyes, shaking his head with exasperation. How was it that Bob became his best friend again?
After heaving a single full breath, Spin opened the door of his capsule and stepped out so that he was standing next to Bob. "Come on Bob, let's go get some breakfast."
"You don't have to tell me twice," Bob said with a hearty grin of excitement. The two boys ambled down the hallway at an easy pace, much like many of the other students of the academy. Spin was looking out one of the many windows when he heard shouting, and startled, he turned quickly to slide to the side of the hallway to let Adam, Bree, and Chase run past as they adjusted their mission suits.
Spin drunk in the sight of those mission suits, envy and determination building up within him. While the mentors might be far larger, older, wiser, more knowledgeable, and more skilled, he doubted that he had any less courage than they did - and that's what really counted, right?
If he could prove how brave he was, maybe he could wear one of those suits and all the glory and praise that came with it. He could become somebody, he could make a name for himself. But to do that, he would need to get in on the action.
Spin knew what he needed to do. And this time he wouldn't bring Bob along to mess it up. This time it would work.
"Hey Bob, you know, I'm not feeling great," Spin said, letting a pained expression flash across his facial features. "Go on to breakfast without me, I'll catch up with you when I feel better."
"You don't want your morning protein bar?" Bob asked.
"Who does?"
"I would!"
"Only you, Bob."
"Hey, a growing boy like me needs to eat something!"
"Bob, you're not growing."
"How would you know?"
"We'd all know if you were growing."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Bye, Bob!" Spin groaned, turning and leaving before the argument could continue.
"Bye Spin!" Bob called after his friend. "And for the record, you wouldn't know unless you went inside my capsule!"
Spin shuddered, deciding not to respond. He made his way back down the hallway, but instead of turning down the hallway to the student quarters, he kept going until he reached the room with the Mission Alert System. After checking to make sure that no one was watching, he slipped inside.
"Now I just need to wait for a mission to come up," Spin mumbled quietly, sitting down cross-legged on the floor. He stared up at the holographic screen studying the information presented, but before long he began growing bored. Minute ticked by after painfully long minute, and still no mission alerts came. Growing anxious, the young bionic wondered how long it would be before he was discovered.
His heart leapt to his throat as he heard voices approaching, and he scrambled behind one of the cyber-desks in the room, holding his breath. Peeking around the corner, he saw that it was Mr. Davenport and - ugh - Leo entering.
"...long before they can go on another mission?" Leo was asking.
"I don't know, but for the next few days, they won't be doing anything," Mr. Davenport replied somberly.
"Not even teaching?" Leo questioned.
"No, definitely not."
"But they will be alright, won't they?"
"Yes, they just need time."
Leo turned away with a heavy sigh, his hands on his hips and his head down-turned with worry. There was a pause of silence as Mr. Davenport typed on the cyber-desk, Spin avidly watching him to see what he was doing. What were they talking about? If he was right, something must have happened to Adam, Bree, and Chase. He wondered what it was that had happened, and he hoped that they would be okay.
After a few minutes, Mr. Davenport hit his last keystroke before standing up, saying to Leo "There, now all of the mission alerts should be routed to your phone. Pick the best students to go with you, or have Douglas and I go with you. Just as long as the missions can be done until your siblings are better."
Hope and excitement rose within Spin; if he could get ahold of that phone, he would get his chance to show them what he was really made of. He would get the chance to be a real hero.
As the two older people left the room, Spin snuck out after them, following Leo to the infirmary. When the door closed behind the older boy, the young bionic padded up to the door and tried to peer into the room, but there was a light curtain covering the window. He sighed; his curiosity would have to be sated at a later time.
With that, Spin began meandering through the nearby halls, keeping his eyes and ears peeled for any sign of Leo. He walked many circles before the older bionic finally came forth from visiting the oldest bionics, and keeping his head down and staying out of the way, the young bionic trailed his target.
Spin stopped with a sigh when Leo went into the boys bathroom. But as he studied the closed door, an idea struck him. Time to test my pick-pocketing skills.
Several long minutes and a couple false alarms later, Spin leapt forward as the door opened, crashing right into Leo. His hand found Leo's phone as he grabbed the older boy to maintain his balance before tumbling backwards anyways.
"Hey! Spin!" Leo exclaimed, steadying himself. "I know you're fast and whatever, but you need to watch where you're going." With a huff, Leo stepped over the younger boy and continued on his way.
"I was watching where I was going," Spin quietly muttered with annoyance before a sly smirk briefly graced his features as he fingered Leo's phone in its protective case underneath him. Preliminary mission accomplished.
