Okay, so... nothing new from the fangirls... or any reviewers... Did anyone even read chapter 8?

You probably bored them to death.

No, I didn't. Wow... I feel lonely now... nobody is even talking to me...

Hey!

Let's just do the chapter.


I do not own any of these shows, characters, settings, etc. Just this story and anything you don't recognize.


Previously….

Late that night, I go to that hallway. I press the button on the control panel, and a door with three red rings on it appears. They should really put a password on that...

The door opens. I'm so eager to see what a good person lab looks like.

And then I see Chase's dad... uncle... whatever person standing in the elevator.


** Austin's POV**

Uh… oh…

"What are you doing?!" Mr. Davenport asks angrily. What do I say? What do I say?

"What are you doing?" I ask, acting equally as shocked.

"I am coming up this elevator to see who was trying to get in!" Mr. Davenport replies, clearly annoyed.

"Well, I was wondering what the heck this button does!" I act innocent. Please buy it! Please buy it!

He didn't buy it. He just made the face my adopted dad always makes when I say that I don't like mattresses. (Yes, Mike Moon is a very weird person…)

"That's it! I trusted you and your friends in my house, but clearly I can't! You're leaving tomorrow!" Mr. Davenport yells.

"But, wait! I can explain!" I plead, but Mr. Davenport puts his hand up, and I stop. Then he closes the door and takes me back to bed. He goes to bed as well.

"I'm innocent! I'm telling you!" I call after him.

"I don't want to hear it!" Mr. Davenport says in one of those 'angry parent voices'.

"Okay…" I mutter, and I try to get to sleep. But I can't. How would I? I blew it. So much for long-lost brother lab time. Or any more time, for that matter.

The next morning…

I didn't get much sleep last night. And to think, I was going to let them come on tour with me. Now they can't, because I rushed things. Stupid me…

"Austin, you look tired," Ally comments, staring the daylights out of me by sneaking up from behind. "Sorry…" she apologizes when I jump and scream.

"No, it's fine. And it's just that I didn't get much sleep last night… thinking about something," I explain.

"What now?" Ally asks, concerned.

"Well… I kinda got us kicked out of this house…" I answer guiltily.

"How did you manage that?" Ally asks. She doesn't seem too surprised, though.

"I just... touched something I apparently shouldn't have..." I confess. And it's not a lie.

"Sounds like you," Ally replies, and I roll my eyes.

"One second. I have to fix this," I say, and then go to Mr. Davenport.

"What?" Mr. Davenport asks angrily.

"It's just... something about last night," I reply. He starts to walk away.

"No, wait! Really! Let me explain!" I beg.

"Fine!" Mr. Davenport snaps, the way only a Davenport could ever do.

"Well, do you promise not to tell anyone?" I ask quietly.

"Oh no!" Mr. Davenport exclaims. "I'm not dealing with another Marcus here!"

Marcus?!

"Marcus? You're comparing me to Marcus?! Ew!" I shout. Then he stares at me for a long while.

"How do you know who Marcus is?..." Mr. Davenport asks, confused.

"Okay, look. I grew up with him. Because... because I'm bionic, just like Chase. And the other two." I confess while whispering so nobody can hear me.

Mr. Davenport just sat there, shocked.

"You're... bionic?" he asks in disbelief. "Then... how'd I not find you? I took all of the bionic kids from Douglas. A, B, and C. And you're younger than Adam... but older than Bree... so you would be B. But Bree's B. How?"

"Well... it's a long story... that I'd rather not reflect on twice... so I'll tell you later, when I can tell all of you guys," I say.

"Well... okay... but prove you're bionic," Donald says.

"Fine. But remember, you asked," I warn. He backs up a few steps and I crack up. "Oh, come on! I was just kidding!"

"Just prove it!" Mr. Davenport whines.

Well, I guess it's time.

"Okay..." I say uneasily. What if I'm rusty and break something... or hurt someone? But, I guess I don't want to be seen as some spy.

I take a deep breath and think of a harmless power. I don't want to cause an accident I might regret.

So I turn invisible. And Mr. Davenport's shocked look is priceless!

"Okay, fine! You can stay! Just don't sneak up on me while you're doing that!" Mr. Davenport screams and cries like a baby.

"I won't! Jeez!" I say. Then I turn visible again.

I go back to Ally.

"All fixed," I say. "We can stay till we have to hit the road again,"

"Good, because I think I like this mansion better than I liked the Ross's penthouse," Ally jokes, and we hug.

Now I can take them on tour!

This is going to be a crazy tour.


Yes it is. Crazier than you expect! *evil laugh*

*facepalms*

Well... maybe people will review on this chapter before I post the next one...

I hope they don't!

You're mean!

I don't want the fangirls to attack again!

Okay, whatever. The random fact of the day is...

*Signature drum roll*

An average human loses about 200 head hairs per day.

*Screams*

Ugh! You baby!

I LIKE my hair!

Well, goodbye and don't forget to review this time!