Hello readers, PurpleNicole531 here. Stella is still being hunted down by RissA15's fangirl army and daphrose's minions so she asked that I narrate this chapter for her since she's busy running for her life. On second thought, I have an appointment I need to get to right now, so Chase and Dustin will be guest narrating chapter four for me! :D
Chase: Why us?
Because I said so. And this story is about you two, so it makes the most sense, don't you think?
Dustin: So? What if we don't want to?
If you don't do it, then I guess I'll have no choice, but to throw you two into the Pit of Doom! –Says in dangerously low voice-
Chase: Seriously? A pit? Ooh! That's so scary!
Dustin: Ha! Yeah! We're bionic; I think we can handle a pit.
-Raises eyebrow- Oh can you now? Would you like a glimpse of what you'll be facing if you don't narrate this chapter for me?
Chase: I guess so.
Dustin: Okay.
Welcome to the PIT OF DOOM! –Thunder booms and lightning crackles-
-The Pit of Doom is a pit that has pink stuff full of glitter, princesses, ponies, fairies, and tons of other girly things along with girly pop music playing-
-Grins evilly- Parent supervision is highly recommended!
Chase: MY EYES! THERE'S SO MUCH GLITTER AND PINK! IT BURNS!
Dustin: THE PRINCESSES! THE PONIES! THE FAIRIES! THE GIRLY POP MUSIC! I CAN'T GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD!
-Bree and Rose suddenly appear out of thin air-
Bree: Hey boys!
Rose: How ya doing?
Chase: What are you two doing here?
Bree: PurpleNicole531 hired us.
Dustin: To do what?
Rose: This! – Pushes Chase and Dustin into the Pit of Doom-
Chase: AHHHHHHHHHHHH! NOOOOOOOO!
Dustin: I WANT MY MOMMY! –Clings onto Chase for dear life-
Bree: -Snaps a picture of Chase and Dustin hugging each other as they fall into the pit-
Rose: That is so going on our webpage.
Bree: Totally!
Hey girls, think you can do the disclaimer for me? And also narrate this chapter?
Bree: Fine. Hey readers, Bree and Rose here. Enjoy Chapter Four: I'm the Mission Leader! Part One
Rose: Also, 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.
Chapter Four: I'm the Mission Leader! Part I
"Achoo! Ugh…I hate being sick."
"Hey, I tried stopping those football jocks from locking you in the freezer."
"So cold…" Chase shivers and Rose wraps a blanket around him.
"Better?" She smiles. Chase nods.
"Yeah, thanks. Achoo!"
"Here, have a tissue." Rose says, handing Chase a tissue. He takes it gratefully and blows his nose into it.
"Ugh…"
"Here, have this!" Rose grabs Purple and sets the stuffed blue pony next to Chase.
"Uh…thanks?"
"No problem!" Rose grins. "I'm happy to help!"
"This is awful…I can't do anything! I feel so useless." Chase complained.
Rose frowned. "Oh stop! You'll feel better soon!"
Chase sighed. "I hope so…can I have a cup of apple juice?" He asked.
"Hey, at least there aren't any missions." Rose stated, ignoring Chase's request. "That's a plus!"
"Oh no!" Chase started freaking out. "I'm sick! What if a mission pops up and I can't go?! I'm Mission Leader! I need to be on the missions and lead!"
"Calm down there!" Rose replied. "Dustin can lead the missions if one does pop up and you're not fit to go along."
"What?!" Chase exclaimed. "No! He can't! He's not Mission Leader! I am!"
Rose rolled her eyes. "Seriously? Can't you make an exception?"
Chase didn't say anything. Instead, he crossed his arms and looked away.
Rose gasped. "Chase! Really?! I'd think Dustin would make a great Mission Leader, at least when you're unable to go on a mission."
"He's not going to replace me! No one can replace me!"
"And he isn't." Rose said. "He'll just be back-up Mission Leader."
"There's no such thing!" Chase replied.
"Uh…I think there is such a thing." Rose disagreed. "Come on, Chase, everyone knows you're the Mission Leader, but what will they do if there's a mission and you can't be Mission Leader?"
Silence.
Rose groaned. "They have a back-up one!"
"I don't know…"
"Chase, Dustin will just be the temporary Mission Leader; you're still the permanent one!" Rose stated.
Chase smiled. "Okay…you've convinced me. Dustin can be Mission Leader if a mission pops up and I'm still sick."
Rose grinned. "Yes!"
"The temporary Mission Leader!" Chase corrected.
"Right, of course. I knew that. Ooh! I am going to go tell Dustin!" Rose exclaimed. "Bye Chase!"
"Wait-"
The door slammed shut, leaving Chase all alone in the room.
"You forgot my juice!"
-Lab Rats-
"So Caitlin just texted me." Bree stated. "Looks like her and Rodney are over."
"They broke up again?" Dustin asked in disbelief.
"Yeah," Bree replied. "You know they have an on-off relationship, right?"
"Hey guys! Guess what?" Rose ran into the lab. "Go on! Guess!"
"Caitlin and Rodney broke up again?" Dustin guessed.
"No."
Dustin laughed. "Oh good! Because I already knew that."
Rose rolled her eyes and continued. "Chase is sick!"
"Uh…how is that good news?" Bree asked. "I didn't think my brother getting sick was a cause for celebration."
"That wasn't it!" Rose said. "Let me finish! Chase is sick so if a mission comes up, he can't go along and be Mission Leader."
"Again, how is that good news?" Bree asked.
"We need a Mission Leader for missions, right?"
"Yeah."
"So, if Chase is sick and unable to go on missions, we need a back-up Mission Leader! I talked to Chase and he agreed to it. I think Dustin should be the back-up Mission Leader." Rose explained.
"What?!" Dustin looked shocked. "Why me?!"
"Uh…because you're just as smart as Chase." Rose stated. "And in my opinion, you'd be a great leader too."
Bree smiled and nodded. "She's right, Dustin! With Chase sick, we have no Mission Leader. You're the next best thing to my brother!"
"Uh…okay." Dustin agreed. "But I don't know how to be Mission Leader! What do I do?"
"You lead the mission." Rose said bluntly. "It's in the name."
"I can't." Dustin said. "I don't think-"
Suddenly, Mr. Davenport, Adam, and Leo all came running into the lab. "Guys! We have a mission! Where is Chase?"
Rose grinned at her brother. "Dustin! Go on! This is your chance!"
"Uh…Mr. Davenport?" The boy asked.
"What is it, Dustin?"
"Chase is sick."
"What?! Oh great! Perfect timing! Just when we have a mission!" Mr. Davenport exclaimed, obviously distressed.
Dustin looked back at his sister and girlfriend, who were giving him a thumbs-up. He sighed and looked at the inventor.
"But maybe I can be Mission Leader? You know, the back-up Mission Leader?" Dustin asked.
Mr. Davenport thought about it for a moment. "Well…I guess that could work. Are you sure you're up to it?"
Internally, Dustin felt like the whole world was crashing onto his shoulders. He was extremely nervous and agitated. Of course, he wasn't up to it! He was used to siding along on missions; not leading them! He knew he couldn't do it, but he didn't want to disappoint his friends and family. So, he did the only thing he could do in this time of need.
"Of course, Mr. Davenport." Dustin replied. "I am sure I'm up to it!"
No, I'm really not.
Mr. Davenport had a big grin on his face. "Great! Everyone, suit up! You're going on a mission! Leo, are you all set up?" The inventor turned to look at his step-son.
Leo gave his step-dad a thumbs-up from his position at his Mission Specialist desk. "Yup, Big D! Everything's a go!"
"Alright then, let's do this!"
How about let's not do this? Dustin thought as he went into his capsule to change into his mission suit.
-Lab Rats-
The mission was simple. There was a factory full of criminals, secretly producing toxic chemicals. They were going to throw these chemicals into the ocean and pollute it. So basically, all they had to do was get into the factory, stop the criminals, and dispose of the chemicals properly.
That's definitely not good. Dustin thought to himself.
The high-speed helicopter landed near the factory and the four bionic superhumans stepped out.
"Easy there!" Adam caught Rose just as she was about to fall. She blushed and smiled.
"Thanks Adam."
"No problem, Rose."
If Chase was here, he'd probably get really jealous.
"Guys! Look at this!" Bree exclaimed. She pointed to the entrance of the factory, which was guarded by two criminals.
"Pfft. Seriously? Their weapon is a shovel and a giant stick?" Rose commented. "They'll be a piece of cake!"
"Don't be so sure, Rose." Dustin stated. "They could be vicious."
"Ha. Yes. A shovel and giant stick is so vicious!" She laughed.
"Stop fooling around, guys! We have a mission to complete!" Bree scolded.
"I say Adam should go first. He can take those goons out with his super strength!" Rose suggested.
Adam grinned. "It's what I do!"
"I think we should go all together." Bree replied. "We can surround them and then take them out."
"Great idea, Bree!" Dustin complimented.
Bree smiled. "Why thank you, Dustin! You're too kind!"
"Okay, time to go into action!" Rose said, doing a superhero pose.
-Lab Rats-
"Hey Fred."
"Yeah, Tom?" Fred looked at his friend.
"I hear something…" Tom replied. "Someone's coming…"
"Actually four someone's are coming."
"Huh?!"
Adam, Bree, Dustin, and Rose all jumped out from their hiding places and surrounded the two men.
"Ahh! We're being attacked! Call the leader!" Fred yelled.
"Fat chance." Bree said, super speeding around Fred and tying him up.
"Impossible!" He exclaimed.
"Adam! Take care of the other one, won't you?" Rose asked.
Adam cracked his knuckles. "Sure thing, Rose."
Tom looked fearfully at the bionic superhuman. He dropped the shovel he was holding and put his hands in front of his face. "Please don't hurt me!"
"Well, I won't hurt you if you surrender."
"Fine! I surrender!"
"Bree?"
Bree nodded and tied the man up next to his friend.
"Two down!" She grinned, dusting her hands off.
"More to go." Rose muttered. "Who knows how many are inside that factory."
Bree walked over to the door and tried jiggling it open. "Ugh! This door won't budge!"
"Allow me." Adam volunteered. "I've always wanted to kick a door down!"
In one swift motion, Adam punched his leg into the door, which toppled down, revealing the dark, dusty inside.
Rose coughed. "Seriously? Does anybody clean in here?" She asked, walking inside.
"This isn't a factory." Dustin stated. "It's a warehouse, but they're using it as a factory."
Bree grinned. "And only would the Mission Leader know that!"
"See, Dustin? You're perfect for this job!" Rose patted her brother on the back.
"I'm not so sure about that…"
"Guys! Hold up!" Adam interrupted.
"Adam, what is it?" Bree asked, looking at her brother concerned.
"I have an odd feeling about this place." He replied.
"Me too." Rose agreed. "Isn't it weird that we're the only ones in here right now?"
"Yeah, I see no one else besides us." Dustin said. "Do you think we should-"
Dustin didn't get to finish his sentence as they were suddenly attacked.
"AHH!"
"Rose!"
"Dustin! Get outta here! Hurry!"
"What?!"
"Get out!"
"I'm not leaving you!"
"Bree! I can't see you! Bree?!"
"Adam! AHH!"
"No! NO!"
The last thing Dustin remembered was he was running for the door (or should he say lack of door) and escaping the chaos. He didn't know what was happening, but he knew he had to get out. No matter what.
Just keep running. Just keep running.
"Oh thank goodness!" Dustin sighed in relief as he came to where the high-speed helicopter was parked.
I can't believe I left them. Me. Some Mission Leader I am. I'm not fit for this job and I can't do this alone. I need some reinforcements and I think I know just who to call.
Dustin jumped into the front seat of the helicopter and flew off into the distance, away from the warehouse. He looked into the window and sighed.
"Don't worry guys, I'll be back. But this time I'll have some help with me."
End of Chapter Four.
Bree: So, did you like this chapter? It's a two-parter and the second part will be the last chapter for this story.
Rose: Also, since Stella is nowhere to be found, PurpleNicole531 is at some appointment, and my brother and boyfriend are currently scarred for life, we'll be the narrators for the last chapter of this story.
Bree: Yeah, so see ya next time! Buh-bye! –Waves bye-
-Meanwhile, Stella is hiding in a forest, away from the fangirl army and minions, PurpleNicole531 is getting a spa treatment, and Chase and Dustin are in the Pit of Doom, scared out of their skin by all the girly stuff-
