Hi! Another chapter done. I have nothing going on this week-end so I'm probably going to be posting more. Hurray! Well, guess I'll leave you to your reading. Hope you enjoy it. Byeee!

Bree's POV

It's been a few days since Adam and Chase got sick. Luckily, I haven't gotten sick. But knowing my luck, I probably will. I was Tuesday morning. Leo and I were at the table eating breakfast. Cereal was the only thing on the menu this morning. Everyone was too tired to make something else. Adam and Chase kept us up all night! There was coughing, puking, whining. Well, the last one was mostly Adam.

All of a sudden, Leo's face collides with his bowl of cereal. Milk and Cheerios flies everywhere! Including my perfectly curled hair. I spent a lot of time on it.

"LEO! YOU RUINIED MY HAIR!" I screamed at him. I swear there was smoke coming out of my ears. He slowly lifted his head from his now empty bowl of cereal.

"Sorry... I'm just really tired... Adam and Chase kept me up all night!" He answered while grabbing a towel to wipe his face.

"They kept me up too. But you don't see me taking a nap in my breakfast and ruining someone's good hair day!"

Mr. Davenport walks into the kitchen, dragging his feet across the floor. He scans the kitchen with droopy eyes, not even noticing the big mess Leo created. Guess Leo's not the only one who's going to face plant into his breakfast this morning.

"You didn't sleep either Bid D?"

Mr. Davenport grabs the biggest mug from the cabinets and fills it to the top with coffee. He then takes a big sip. I look at him confused. Since when does he drink it black?

"No... I can't believe how little I've slept since they've gotten sick! Look at this!" He points to the biggest and blackest bags under his eyes. "This is not supposed to be there!"

Tasha walks in with an annoyed look.

"We get it Donald, you're tired and you look horrible. Now let it go!"

Wow... Guess we know not to mess with Tasha when she's tired... She grabs a cup from the cabinets and fills her cup with coffee. She goes to the fridge, grabs the milk and pours some in her coffee. Then of course, she puts some sugar in there as well. She mixes her coffee and turns to look at us.

"They need to get better and fast. If I get one more sleepless night because of them, I may just rip them apart." Leo says. Over exaggeration much?

"Oh please, you could barley open the milk jug this morning." I reply smugly.

"That's not the point!" He snaps at me.

"Then what is the point?" I snap back

"The point is, we need to figure out a way to get them better. And fast!"

"Or we could kill them..."

"Really Eddy? Now? You're going to annoy us now?" Mr. Davenport comments.

"Why not? You're all really grumpy, so now is the perfect time!" We all glare at him. "Alright, I'll leave the ugly trolls alone. For now..." He laughs and then disappears. We all roll our eyes.

"Any who, back to the subject at hand," I say, getting everyone focused on the problem again. "I agree with Leo. I cannot deal with my sick brothers anymore. Plus, since they're not at school, Principal Perry is even more annoying and clingy then usual!

"Well what can we do? It's not like we can just wave a magic wand and make them better." Tasha answered a little confused.

"WAIT!" Mr. Davenport yells "What if I can create an antidote? Like an instant cure."

"Big D, I don't want to crush your dream but, scientist have been working on the stuff for decades. There is no instant cure for any disease or virus."

"But maybe I can create one..." He says with his usual cocky grin. It's kind of getting on my nerves.

"How?" I ask. I'm seriously wondering how he could possibly do that. He can barely stand up straight!

He looks at us and takes a sip of his coffee.

"I have no idea..."

We all sigh.

"Well when you do know, give us a call, "he said pointing from him, to me. "Cause we have to go to school."

"We both got up, grabbed our bags and walked out of the house. I really hope he can actually create an instant cure, but that's a long shot.

"Do you think he can create an instant cure?" I ask Leo.

"I don't know... I mean he's a good inventor, but he's not a doctor. He doesn't know everything about medical science."

I have to admit, Leo had a point. Mr. Davenport knew next to nothing about medical science. What if he makes them worst? Oh God, he's probably going test it on them and make them worst! We are so screwed...

There ya go folks. Chapter 6 is complete. It's a little short but I'm most likely going to update later on tonight. If you guys want. Any ways, I hope you enjoyed it. Hope you keep reading and supporting me. If you have any suggestions, Feel free to suggest them!