Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats, Disney does. Excuse any mistakes in spelling and grammar or anything else that might not look right in the story.
Here is chapter two and it's where Bree starts messing stuff up. Anyways, let's continue on with the story! Enjoy!
Chapter Two: Anger and Regret
Chase had just come back from the yogurt shop that he went to with Mr. Davenport. And boy was it fun! The two bought some yogurt and chatted on one of the park benches. It was a nice experience. Of course, something has been bothering Chase. Whenever he sees Bree or walks by her, she keeps giving him dirty looks.
I wonder what that's all about.
Chase walked into the elevator and pushed the button to get to the lab. The doors opened up and Chase walked out into Mr. Davenport's new and improved lab.
"So, did you have fun with Mr. Davenport?"
Chase turned around startled and saw his sister leaning against the wall, her arms crossed.
"Oh, Bree, it's just you."
Bree walked over to Chase.
"Yeah, it's me and I got some news for you. Stay away from Mr. Davenport!"
Chase raised his eyebrow. "Why?"
"Because you've been hogging him all week!"
"And that's a problem?"
"Yes! Has Mr. Davenport been spending any time with me? Oh no…because he's spending all his time with you!" Bree pointed an accusing finger at her brother.
"Okay, Bree, I think you need to calm down." Chase said, getting a little fearful of his sister doing something she might regret.
Bree laughed. "Calm down? Huh? CALM DOWN?!" She then picked up an invention off of Mr. Davenport's desk. It looked like one of the training orbs, but the only difference was it had the words "WARNING: DO NOT TOUCH" labeled on the front of it.
Bree then walked toward Chase, holding the invention in the palm of her hand. She kept waving it around herself while talking.
"Oh, yeah…I should just calm down and pretend that none of this exists!"
"Bree…I think you should put that thing down." Chase stated, seeing the invention in her hand.
Bree just ignored her brother. "Oh no…I think I have a better idea. You know what I should do?"
Chase shook his head. "No…Bree don't. Please."
Bree laughed. "I should make sure you don't exist at all! Ever again!"
"BREE! NO!" Chase lunged forward as Bree threw the invention at him. The invention then hit Chase and suddenly exploded, creating a force that threw Bree off her feet and into the wall behind her.
"Uh…" Bree groaned from the contact. Suddenly, all the anger washed out of Bree and was replaced with regret and guilt.
She didn't know that invention was a bomb! And she threw it directly at Chase…which means…
Bree gasped.
"I just blew up my own brother!"
Yes, I left it at a cliffhanger! Oh no, bad me! Well, you'll just have to wait until the next chapter to see what REALLY happened to Chase. And yes, he didn't exactly blew up. Do you think I'd do that to Chasey-Wasey? Oh, no!
See ya next chapter!
