"I fixed it, I fixed it!" Mr. Davenport sang as he danced into the main living area. To his disappointment, Chase wasn't there.
"Really? That's great, Mr. Davenport!" Bree said, hopping up from the couch along with Adam, Leo, and Tasha once the show was paused.
"Where's Chase?" Mr. Davenport asked.
"He was tired, so I put him to bed so that he could sleep until you finished," Tasha answered. "He's just in one of the spare bedrooms."
With Tasha in the lead, the Davenport-Dooley's (minus Chase) made their way to the bedroom, slowly and silently opening the door. They were met with the sight of Chase nestled deep into the blankets, snuggling the giraffe tightly to himself.
"Aww," Bree cooed softly.
"Wittle Chasey needs his night-wight," Adam said quietly in a babyish voice with a smirk on his face.
"Is that Geoffrey?" Leo asked his mother in a whisper.
The adults chose to ignore the comments of the teens, Mr. Davenport walking over to the bed and lightly shaking Chase's shoulder. Chase slowly blinked away sleep, jumping in alarm when he came fully awake. Hastily he shoved the stuffed giraffe behind him, hoping in vain that no one had noticed it.
"Hey Chase, I finished the Transjuvenator. We can turn you back now," Mr. Davenport said.
Chase's face lit up, and he cried "Yes!" as he pumped his fists. "Let's do it now!"
"Hold your horses, cowboy. Are you sure you're ready for it?" Mr. Davenport asked.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Chase asked as he rolled out of bed. "Come on, let's do it already!"
As everyone made their way down to the lab, Chase ran on ahead, practically ricocheting off the walls. When the others reached the lab, they found the smallest bionic already there, bouncing in place with excitement.
"Someone's a little hyper," Bree commented quietly to a grinning Adam, and the oldest nodded in agreement.
"Go get into your capsule and I'll set it to dress you in your teenage-sized pajamas," Mr. Davenport commanded, and Chase enthusiastically complied.
When he was redressed, Chase tripped out of his capsule. As he stood back up, he held up his clothes, giggling "They're so big I can't even walk!"
"Ready Chase?" Mr. Davenport sighed, and Chase calmed, giving him a thumbs up. Mr. Davenport pressed the right button, and the familiar green ray shot out of the invention at Chase, who grew into his clothes before their eyes. When Mr. Davenport was certain that Chase was the age he should be, he stopped the beam.
"I'm an adolescent again!" Chase whooped, holding his fists above him in triumph.
"Oh joy," Bree groaned. Leo nodded in agreement.
"Aw man!" Adam exclaimed. "I never did get to throw him."
Tasha remained silent. She could only watch, somewhat sad that Chase was a teenager again – she had really liked being seven-year-old Chase's mother.
Mr. Davenport set the machine down on the cyber desk and slid it a little ways across the top. To everyone's surprise, it made a quite unexpected sound. What was even more unexpected was Chase's reaction; the bionic doubled over, wracked by uncontrollable giggles.
"What's so funny?" Leo asked with a frown of confusion.
"It sounded like a fart!" Chase gasped, breaking into another bout of laughter.
"Oh no!" Bree moaned. "He's still got the maturity of a seven-year-old!"
Tasha patted Bree's shoulder gently, saying "Don't worry, he'll come along." She couldn't help the smile that grew on her face. Her little Chase was still there, and always would be.
THE END
EPILOGUE
"Are you sure you don't want to come up with us to finish our show?" Leo asked the youngest bionic.
"No, you guys go ahead – I'm tired, so I think I'll just go to bed," Chase answered.
"Alright, suit yourself," Leo replied with a shrug, and he followed the rest of the family out of the lab.
As soon as they were gone, Chase heaved a sigh of relief, a small smile creeping back onto his face. He was thrilled to not be a seven-year-old anymore.
As he was turning to go back to his capsule, the steel gray of the metal of his make-shift city caught his eye. No one had bothered to clean it up yet. Since I made it, I'll clean it up, he reasoned with himself.
He went over to it, sinking to his knees so that he could grab the immediately available small pieces. As he was picking some of them up, a familiar nagging tugged at his will. No, Chase, act your age, the bionic scolded himself.
But as he continued on, he realized that he could deny himself no more. Setting aside the scraps in his hand, he looked around quickly to confirm that no one was in the lab. He turned back to the city, picking up one of the pieces he had pretended was a car, fingering the dull metal thoughtfully.
Chase's imagination took over from there, seeming to turn the scrap into a sleek sports car. In his mind he heard the deep hum of the powerful engine, and he unconsciously used his voice to mimic the sound. He guided the 'car' down one of the little roads, making it weave through other such cars and the towering skyscrapers around it with the accompanying sound-effects.
"Oh, this is good!" Chase heard an exclamation from his left, and with eyes wide, he whipped his head around to see who was intruding on him yet again. To his momentary confusion, he didn't see anyone there; his eyes darted to one of Eddy's screens, and he saw himself on tape.
"Let's interrupt the latest episode of The Walking Dead to watch this much more entertaining video," the smart home system said with mischievous excitement.
Chase dropped the scrap metal, frantically leaping to his feet. "No, Eddy, don't!"
AN: And that is the conclusion to this little spoof of a story! Oh, and sorry to all you Douglas fans, he left as soon as he could so he could get away from the brewing disaster. Imagine him running from Perry, and you'll have a pretty good idea of how he exited this story. I'm sorry - I couldn't stop him. I don't blame him, though :P I will look into writing a story with him playing a bigger role as the good guy.
Oh, and by the way, I do not own The Walking Dead. There. All good on that front.
Thank you to Arya Scarlett 14, Clarity665, daphrose, Dirtkid123, EmotionalDreamer101, ereader12, imagindragons4eva, MyNameIsEzio, Not-Logged-In, PurpleNicole531, ShyMusic, and tennisgirl77 for reviewing! Like I've said before, you all rock and totally make my day :D And to reply to Clarity665's question: Yes, that was the logic behind the name - kudos to you for figuring that out! (And you did spell it right)
But wait... the Transjuvenator has gone missing! Who took/lost it? What will happen now? I know that I am relatively new to this fandom, but I couldn't pass up this perfect opportunity for a challenge to any of you interested. It is up to you guys to write the sequel(s) to this story; for anyone who would like to participate, the deadline will be June 3rd - if you would like more details, you can check out my (updated and hopefully-less-obnoxious) profile. I look forward to seeing what you all come up with!
My newest Spike story is coming along really well as I've said before, so as long as I don't have an awful case of writer's block, I'm thinking I will have it ready to post for July. I'm really slow... sorry... I hope the quality makes up for it, so hang in there!
After this next week that I'm going to take off yet again, I will be posting my next (pre-written) story, which is also humorous and family oriented, with a smidge of action. Oh, and it will be much longer - my longest story chapter-wise that I will have yet posted. It's pretty great, if I do say so myself. I hope you all will enjoy reading it!
Anyways, that is all. Asori out.