Kihonne: Hey guys! I'm back with Brother Battle! A good episode in my opinion, and very close to what I expected it to be too. I hope you guys enjoy it. But before we get onto the story, shout out time!
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AllAmericanSlurp: Yeah, that was pretty cool. And you're right; the episode was intense. And yes, Spike Fright came out! I haven't seen it yet (been a little busy) but I'm sure it's awesome. And yeah, that was one of my favourite quotes, but I couldn't add it in because of the way I wanted things to flow. And I don't think thing Donald's ever going to figure that one out. As for the Caitlin/Kaitlin, I've been writing it with a K since chapter one and I don't plan on changing it now. Anyway, hope you enjoy.
WinterRainbow: God, nonreaders drive me nuts! Anyway, enjoy!
Disneylover246: Well, I figured that Calla would agree with actual school rules, because that Perry was right to take the fire-staff away. My principal would. And I hate Kaitlin too. I honestly considered replacing her in this chapter with Rebeccka, but I changed my mind. As for Spike Fight, I'm going to address that in the bottom author's note because so many people asked about it. So look at the bottom for your answers. But thanks for your suggestions.
AlienGhostWizard14: Thanks. As for Spike Fight, I'm going to address that in the bottom author's note because so many people asked about it. So look at the bottom for your answers.
StarFleet01: Thanks. As for Spike Fight, I'm going to address that in the bottom author's note because so many people asked about it. So look at the bottom for your answers. But good idea.
PhoenixRisingFromtheFire: You're welcome! And thanks. I didn't really like the end credits scene that much – it was just a little too silly in my opinion, so I didn't include it. And as for who you previously were, I couldn't care less. The past is the past – why dwell on it?
Just Anonymous: Yes, Faith is their cousin, but she doesn't have her own story. Yet. For the moment, she's just a random character that might be mentioned every once in a while.
Marvelous Shrinking Vampire: Don't worry about missing some reviews here and there. It's no that big of a deal. Anyway, I loved your review type – it's not everyday that I get such an interesting review. Both those characters sound quite similar to mine. And oh my god, you're so right! Crystal reed looks so much like I imagined Calla!
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Kihonne: Anyway, let's get on with the episode, shall we? This time, I'm going to let…Bree do the disclaimer this time.
Bree: Alright. Kihonne doesn't own lab rats. She only own Calla, her other OCs, and anything else you don't recognize.
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Chase's POV
"Put! Me! Down!" I shouted angrily, pounding my fist against Adam's back to get him to drop me. Seriously, why did he always have to carry me over his shoulder like I was some weight from his weight rack?
"I told you; my weight set broke and I need you to be my barbell!" Adam defended himself. I glared at him, still being held against my will. "And please don't scream this time. It's distracting."
He continued to carry me around. I groaned in frustration. Apparently, using me as a piece of fitness equipment had become his Saturday morning routine. Lucky me.
Suddenly, Mr. Davenport walked down the stairs, probably having heard the racket Adam and I were making. He took one glance at me and Adam and immediately came to my defence. "Adam, out him down. That's how people get hurt." He scolded.
Thank you! "Good point." Adam agreed. "I should probably stretch first."
He tossed me onto the ground without a warning and walked away. I climbed to my feet a second later. "I'm so tired of him." I complained to Mr. Davenport. "So far this week I've been his weight set, his football, and his jump rope!"
"Well, on the bright side, you've never looked more fit." Mr. Davenport joked. I looked at him.
"I'm serious. He's always using his strength to make my life miserable."
"Why don't you get even?" I turned around to see Douglas leaning against one of the support beams.
"How?" I questioned. "None of my abilities can compete with his strength, and it's hard to torture him with brain teasers when he doesn't have a brain."
Mr. Davenport nodded in agreement at that. But Douglas didn't seem amused – he actually seemed pretty serious. "Maybe I can unlock a new ability." He offered. "Give you something you never had before – the upper hand."
I nodded, smiling. "Yes, let's do it!"
"Uh, let's not!" Mr. Davenport snapped, jumping in between us. "Absolutely finito. Forget it!"
"Why not?" Douglas questioned. I frowned at Mr. Davenport. This was a good idea. Why was he siding with Adam on this?
"Because I said so!" Mr. Davenport replied. "You live under my roof, you play by my rules. End of discussion."
With that, he headed back upstairs to finish whatever he had been doing. We watched him go.
"'You live under my roof, you live by my-'" Douglas started mocking Mr. Davenport, only to be caught by the man himself.
"I can hear you!" Mr. Davenport called, cutting Douglas off. By this point, Adam had come back.
"Alright, Chase. My hammies are loose. I'm ready for round two." He announced.
"Ah, ah, ah." I stopped him. "Mr. Davenport says you can't bench press me anymore."
Adam's smile didn't falter in the least. "Yes, but he didn't say anything about you being my shot-put."
I looked at Douglas, expecting him to say something, but he just watching us. "Come on! Let's go for gold!" Adam exclaimed.
Well, that left me with only one thing left to do. I ran. Adam ran after me, chasing me around the house for a long time. I did everything I could to get away from him, but he managed to keep up.
Eventually, I found myself sprinting towards the living room. For a brief second, I thought about just leaving, maybe heading over to Calla's house. I seriously doubted that Adam would follow me all the way over there. But that thought was cut short as I ran straight into another person. We both fell to the ground, both stunned from the hit. Adam came to a skidding stop next to me.
"Look what you did, Chase! You knocked Calla over!" He exclaimed. I sent him a glare and got to my feet.
"Sorry babe." I apologized, holding out my hand. She grabbed it, pulling herself up.
"Let me guess, Adam, you want to use Chase in your daily workout?" She glanced at the older boy. "And you, Chase, are trying to escape."
"Yep." "Of course." We replied. She sighed loudly.
"Okay, I have a solution. Adam, I actually need to talk to Chase, so why don't you go convince Jaden to be your basketball or something?"
He sighed. "Fine." He muttered before sulking off. I looked at Calla and frowned.
"You just told Adam to torture your brother." I commented as she grabbed her backpack off the ground. "Why?"
"This is why." She replied, pulling out a sopping wet science textbook. I frowned.
"Do I even want to know?" I questioned. I looked her over and realized that her textbook was not the only thing that was wet. "Did you take a shower before you came here? Your hair is soaking wet."
"Yeah, I was sitting on the porch, looking over the last chapter we did in class, and my lovely brother decided that it would be hilarious to push me into the pool." She explained. I nodded.
"Ah." I nodded. "Do me a favour and tell me you didn't drown him for it. Bree would be in such a bad mood."
That made Calla laugh. "No, my mom stopped me before I could." She replied. "But can I borrow your textbook? You know almost everything and I need it to study."
"Almost everything?" I repeated. "What's with the almost?"
She rolled her eyes. "Don't want your head to get any bigger than it already is." She teased, kissing me on the cheek. "So, textbook?"
I thought about it. "Help me with something first?"
She raised an eyebrow. "Help you with what?" She questioned. I sighed.
"I need you to help me convince Douglas to unlock another one of my hidden abilities so I can get Adam off my back."
She thought about it. "I shouldn't. Whenever you try to get even, it never ends well."
"Name one time-" I tried to object, but she cut me off.
"The time you got even with Adam after he dislocated his shoulder and you nearly suffocated in your capsule." She pointed out.
"Nothing like that's going to happen. I promise." I assured her. She sighed sadly and looked at me.
"Don't make promises you can't keep." She told me. "Now, where's Dougie? We might as well get this over with."
I grinned. "Hey Douglas?" I called. The man came walking into the room.
"Oh, the girl is here." He noted, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl on the counter. Calla nodded.
"Yeah, lovely to see you too." She replied. "Anyway, we need you to do something."
"What's up?" He asked, lowering himself onto the couch.
"You have to unlock a new ability for me." I pleaded. "And soon! Before he finds his boxing gloves and hooks me to the ceiling!"
Douglas looked at me. "Sorry, but Donny said no." He replied. "Look, I feel your pain. When we were kids, he'd push me around all the time. Then I outgrew him."
"Then you got the upper hand?" I asked.
"No, he invented a robot to beat me up. Fisto Roboto was as cruel as he was calculating." Douglas told us seriously. Calla gasped.
"Why have I never thought of that? I could just invent a robot to mess with Jaden!" She exclaimed. I gave her a look. "But that is not what we're discussing right now. Besides, if you know what it's like, why won't you help Chase?"
"He said no." Douglas repeated. I sighed. "And I've got to stay on his good side, or else he'll cut off my allowance!"
We both looked at him. "I'm saving up to buy a car." He explained proudly. "You know, in case I have to live in it."
"Okay, remind me to help you find a job." Calla told him. Suddenly, I had an idea of how to get Douglas to do as I wanted.
"You know what? It's fine. I get it. Mr. Davenport is smarter, older, and he controls you."
Calla gave me a look that clearly said 'Even Douglas isn't stupid enough to fall for that' but she was wrong.
"He doesn't control me! He just tells me what to do and when to-" He seemed to realize what he was saying. "You're on! Let's unlock a new ability!"
I grinned. "Told you he would help us!" I whispered to Calla. She didn't say anything, just shook her head at me. Douglas started towards the lab, then stopped.
"Wait." He told us. He turned towards us. "Grab some bats."
"Why?" Calla asked suspiciously. He grinned.
"We're going to pay a little visit to Fisto Roboto."
Calla's POV
"I can't believe you actually drove us all the way out here to beat up some old robot bully." I commented as Chase, Douglas and I entered an old warehouse. "Why did Mr. Davenport even keep it here anyway?"
"He just never got around to destroying it, I guess." Douglas replied, his hand searching the wall for the light switch. "This is where he keeps all the old inventions that he doesn't touch anymore."
The lights flickered on then and my mouth dropped open. "You don't say." I murmured.
It was like heaven in here. Everywhere I looked there were piles and piles of old inventions or spare parts or wicked prototypes that were never finished. I could spend the rest of my life in here exploring them.
Chase looked amazed too. "Why did you never show us this place?" He questioned, turning around in a circle to get a better look at the place. Douglas chuckled at our expressions.
"Come on you two; time to find Fisto Roboto." He tapped his baseball bat against the ground to add emphasis.
"You guys go on ahead. I'll catch up." I told them, starting to wander down the many halls of warehouse. Then, I turned around on the spot. "Hey Douglas…"
He sighed. "Take whatever you want, so long as it fits in your backpack." He told me. I grinned.
"Thanks!" I called before running to the nearest crate of inventions.
Behind me, I heard the boys chuckling. "Girls do love shopping." I heard Douglas say to Chase.
"Yeah, but she's cute when she's excited." Chase pointed out. I ignored both of them and started checking out what there was to use here.
I spent what felt like hours carefully going through the old inventions, occasionally shoving something potentially useful into my backpack. So far, I'd already grabbed what looked like a plasma glove, a failed attempt at building a sonic screwdriver, and what I think were the original design plans for Eddy's mainframe.
"What's this?" I asked myself, pulling out a small box. It was about the size of a cell phone box, with a label on the top that clearly read: FOR EMERGENCIES ONLY. Well, that only made me more curious.
Cautiously, I opened the box. A small black remote with a single button on it was inside with the Davenport Industries logo on the back. There was a small sticky note stuck to the top. The note on it was written in Mr. Davenport's handwriting.
Bionic Disruptor: Press button to temporarily block all bionics in a ten foot range. Can only be used once.
"Bionic disruptor?" I repeated. Why would he need one of those? Well, with Krane and S-1 out there, it was probably a good idea. But judging by the layer of dust and the make and model of the remote, it had to be at least ten years old. Back then, the only bionics would be Adam, Bree, and Chase and I couldn't even imagine Mr. Davenport using any sort of weapon, even a non-lethal one like this, against them. I couldn't think of a reason why he'd build one.
Still, I didn't put the disruptor back in the crate. Krane and S-1 might be in jail, but for some reason, I had this chilling feeling that they wouldn't be the last bionics Adam, Bree, and Chase ever faced. And now that the secret was out, there was bound to be some idiots who would try make themselves bionic. This could come in handy.
So, I pocketed the invention, swearing right then and there that I would never in a million years use it on Adam, Bree, Chase, or Leo.
Chase's POV
"I can't believe you grabbed so much stuff from Mr. Davenport and Douglas' warehouse." I said to Calla as we walked into the lab. She shrugged and dropped her full backpack onto her desk.
"Douglas said I could take whatever I wanted. Plus, I've got plans for this stuff." She told me.
"Chase, stop talking to your girlfriend and get over here!" Douglas called. "We have to be quick before Donny gets back."
I nodded and walked over to him. Before I could say anything, Douglas shoved a small piece of metal into the side of my neck. "This will let me look through your list of hidden abilities and see which one to give you." He told me. I frowned.
"Why don't you just give me them all?" I asked, confused. Douglas looked at me like I was an idiot.
"No way. The human body can only take so much." He told me, picking up the IPad. "It's like a water balloon. You fill it up too much and…well, I don't want to spend the night scraping Chase chunks off the ceiling."
I shuddered at the thought. Meanwhile, Calla and Douglas were going through the list of hidden abilities.
"Night vision?" Calla suggested, pointing at the IPad. Douglas shook his head.
"Nah, his phone has a flashlight." He replied. He looked at the IPad and grinned. "Acid spit! That sounds fun."
"Until he drools in his sleep and melts his face off." Calla commented. I looked at them, a little offended.
"You guys do realize that I'm still here, right?" I questioned. They ignored me.
"This one?" Calla pointed at another. Douglas shook his head.
"No." He replied. He skipped to the next hidden ability and both of them started laughing.
"Let's not give him that one." Calla managed between giggles. She skipped to the next one and both their expressions turned seriously. "Definitely no to that one."
I coughed loudly, a little annoyed that I'd been cut out of the conversation. Suddenly, they both grinned.
"That one!" "Yes!" They exclaimed simultaneously.
"We've got it." Douglas told me, leaping in front of the super computer. I grinned.
"Sweet!" Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. "Wait, this isn't going to hurt, is it?"
Douglas hesitated. "Well, it's not going to hurt Calla and I."
I looked at him and he chuckled. I faked a laugh too, but was still worried about whether or not he was actually joking.
Calla's POV
"Hey Calla." Adam greeted as he walked into the lab. I glanced up at him and smiled, then went back to my work. "What are you doing?"
"I found Eddy's original programming at one of Mr. D's old warehouses, so I'm using it as a guide to create my own sentient AI system that I can use to help me complete projects in the lab." I explained. He frowned.
"Huh?" He asked, confused. I sighed.
"I'm making an Eddy 2.0." I reworded my sentence. He nodded.
"Cool." He sat down at Leo's desk. "I've got a question for you."
I nodded, shut my laptop's lid, and gave him my full attention. "What's up?"
"Which would be scarier? A horse sized duck or a duck sized horse?" He was completely serious. I sighed. Whenever Adam had a question like that, he expected you to take it just as seriously as he was, or he'd get upset.
"Well, I suppose the horse-sized duck, but if you had a hundred duck-sized horses, then they might have a chance." I said after a moment. He considered this just as Chase walked in.
"Well, well, well. Look who it is." He mused, eyes on Adam. "I sure hope Adam doesn't try to bench press me, or throw me across the room."
Adam was still too busy trying to figure out the duck/horse problem to listen to Chase. "Like right now." Chase continued to try and get Adam's attention. "Tiny doll-like body, just begging to get hurt."
"Not now, Chase. I'm busy." Adam brushed him off. Chase looked at me for an explanation and when I didn't offer him one, he turned back to Adam.
"What are you doing?" he questioned.
Adam sighed. "I'm trying to figure out which is scarier; one hundred duck-sized horses or one giant horse-sized duck."
"Well, I bet they can both take you in a fight." Chase taunted. Adam just looked at him, clearly unimpressed.
"Chase, that wasn't even an option. I need you to take this seriously." Adam told him. "Now, I'm thinking it's the massive duck-"
"Just hit me!" Chase ordered, cutting him off. Adam looked at him, annoyed.
"If you keep interrupting me, I'm going to hit you." Adam warned. Seeing where this was going, I quickly shoved my laptop into the safety of my bag. I could finish my AI later.
"Then do it." Chase requested.
"That wasn't interrupting." Adam replied, still quite calm. "In order to interrupt someone, you actually have-"
"Just hit me!" Chase exclaimed, interrupting him. Then, Adam lost it.
"There it is!" He exclaimed, before stepping towards Chase. Before he could actually attack Chase, the shorter boy stepped into a fighting position, a electric blue bo staff appearing in his hand.
"What's that?" Adam asked, confused. Chase smirked arrogantly.
"Laser bo. It's my new ability." To show off, he spun the bo staff around his body before pointing the weapon at his brother.
"That's not a new ability." Adam laughed. "It's a giant glow stick. But you hang onto it. We'll need it on Halloween when we cross the street."
Chase's smirk didn't waver as he charged at Adam, swinging his bo staff at his head. Although Chase had trained with a bo staff for a long time, Adam wasn't as easy to beat as anticipated. The older boy actually managed to block the first two blows, but then Chase spun around and hit Adam in the stomach, sending him flying into the wall. Adam fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"Ow!" Adam complained, sitting up. Chase smirked, then walked out.
"Hey!" Adam called after him, only to be ignored. "None of this would have happened if you hadn't interrupted me!"
I sighed. I hated getting in the middle of their fights, but if I didn't, no one would. "Are you alright?" I asked, offering Adam my hand. He nodded and got to his feet.
"Ow." He muttered. "He's so not getting away with that."
He started to storm off, much to my annoyance. "Do you seriously need to get revenge?" I called after him.
"Yes!" He shouted back, leaving the lab. I sighed.
"Boys." I muttered before running after him.
Chase's POV
"Here is the textbook you requested." I handed my science book to Calla. She smiled.
"Thanks. Caleb and I were going to study later at the library." She replied. I scowled at his name. "What?"
"I don't like you two hanging out so much, that's all." I replied. She sighed.
"He's my friend, Chase. Just my friend." She reminded me. I nodded.
"I know. But I just don't trust him." I told her. She gave me an annoyed look. "How would you feel if I started hanging out with Skylar or some other girl that liked me?"
She crossed her arms. "While you do make a fair point about Skylar, you DO realize that about 40 percent of the girls in the school are part of your fanclub, right? So you hang out with pretty girls that think you're cute every day and I don't complain." She stated. "And unlike Skylar, who will only settle for being your one and only, Caleb hasn't even flirted with me since we started hanging out again."
"Calla…" I tried to object, but she didn't give me the chance.
"He knows better than to mess with someone else's girl, Chase. I thought you said you would try to put up with him." She looked at me pleadingly. "Right now, he's one of my only friends whose last names aren't Dooley or Davenport."
I sighed. "I'll put up with him." I agreed, earning a smile from her, "but that doesn't mean I have to like him hanging around you all the time."
Before she could argue, we heard Adam's voice. "Try to get me now, Chase!"
Not bothering to get off the couch, both Calla and I turned our heads towards the source. Adam was standing five feet away from us, a giant plastic ball surrounding him from the knees up.
"At least he thought to put holes for his feet." Calla commented.
"Adam, what are you doing?" I questioned, staring at him.
"I'm taunting you from the safety of my battle bubble." He replied, sounding quite proud of himself. "This way I can get you, but you can't get me."
Then he activated his heat vision. Calla and I turned away as it burst, sending bits of plastic in every direction. "Is the bubble still around me?" Adam asked after a moment.
I smirked. "Yep, you're good." I replied sarcastically. I stood up. "This won't hurt one bit."
"Chase!" Calla grabbed my hand to stop me, but I pushed it away and activated my laser bo. I was about to attack Adam when I heard the front door open.
"Chase?" I turned around at the sound of Mr. Davenport's voice. Realizing that I was in trouble, I deactivated the bo. "What is going on?"
Adam grinned widely. "Oh! You're in trouble!" He sang gleefully. Calla sat on the couch, watching us all in vague amusement. "Hey, do you want to borrow what's left of my battle bubble?" Adam offered, holding out a strip of plastic.
"Mr. Davenport, I-" I tried to explain, but he held up his hand to stop me.
"No. Not a word out of either of you. Calla," he turned towards my girlfriend, "I want an unbiased explanation now."
"Chase said he'd let me borrow his science textbook if I helped him convince Douglas to give him a new ability to make him and Adam an equal match, and I said yes. After a little trip to beat up an old robot, Douglas gave him the electric bo staff." Calla replied. I sent her a look and she smiled guiltily back. 'Sorry' she mouthed at me.
Mr. Davenport sighed. "Where's Douglas?" He questioned. Calla jumped to her feet.
"I'll get him." She offered. She ran into the other room and came back a second later, dragging Douglas by the wrist.
"What…oh. Busted, are we?" Douglas guessed, seeing the look on his brother's face.
"You went behind my back and gave Chase a new ability?" Mr. Davenport demanded.
"I was only trying to help!" Douglas defended himself. "Look, I know you're mad but…at least I'm not trying to abduct the kids anymore!"
Mr. Davenport did not look amused. "That's true." I tried to help Douglas. "He hasn't committed a felony in weeks."
"Days." Douglas told me.
"Days." I corrected myself.
"Wait! You gave him a new ability?" Adam demanded. Douglas nodded. "Well, don't expect a mug on Father's Day. Oh, darn! I already ordered it!"
Mr. Davenport looked at Adam, Calla and I. "Can you guy give us a moment?" he requested. Adam looked at Calla and me.
"Yeah, thanks guys." He told us before looking at Mr. Davenport. "Hey, don't worry; you're getting a mug too."
"I meant you, Calla, and Chase." Mr. Davenport told him. Adam looked offended.
"Fine, then nobody's getting a mug!" He exclaimed, before remember something. "Oh darn! I already ordered them!"
I started to follow him, but stopped when I saw Calla gathering her things. "Where are you going?" I asked, confused.
"Library, remember?" She replied, shouldering her bag. "Try not to kill each other before I get back."
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I sighed, walking into the lab. Adam hadn't spoken to me since the battle bubble incident and I didn't blame him. I really messed up this time. I'd gone just a little too far with the revenge, and I had to own up to it.
"Adam?" I called, finding him sitting on the couch in the lab. He looked at me, but didn't say anything. "I'm sorry I went overboard with my new ability. Having that kind of power is…exhilarating."
Adam stood up. "See, now you understand why I beat on you all day long." I didn't say anything, although I really wanted to. "Hey, I hope this brings us closer."
I nodded. "Look, now that I've made my point, can we agree that things need to go back to normal?"
Adam thought about it. "Sure." He held out his hand. "Put it there, bro."
I grinned and went to shake his hand. But as I stepped forward, he pulled his hand back, took a deep breath, and hurricane-like winds pushed me back until I was lying on the ground on the other side of the lab.
I looked up at him from the ground, eyes wide. "What was that?"
"My pressurized lung capacity or, as I like to call it, my blow thingy. I discovered it before our meeting with the president, remember?" He questioned. I groaned. How could I forget?
I jumped to my feet and looked at him. "I thought that was still glitching!"
"Douglas fixed it for me because he wanted to make things even between us." He replied. "I asked for machine guns in my eyebrows, but he said that would just give me headaches."
"I thought you just agreed that things should go back to normal!" I protested.
"Well, they are." Adam told me. "I'm more powerful than you again and there's nothing you can do about it."
Oh really? "Oh, there's definitely something I can do about it." I growled, activating my laser bo.
Adam chuckled. "Silly Chase. Your glow thingy is no match for my blow thingy."
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Half an hour and three broken chairs later, Adam and I were still fighting. I briefly wondered how Mr. Davenport would react when he saw that we'd pretty much trashed the lab, but I was too focused on winning to care for more than a few seconds.
Adam blew another gust of wind at me, sending me tumbling over Leo's desk. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mr. Davenport and Douglas enter the room.
"Adam, Chase, stop it now!" Mr. Davenport shouted. Neither of us listened. I got to my feet, only to be pushed back onto the ground by another gust of wind.
"You fixed his pressurized lung capacity?" Mr. Davenport demanded. I heard Douglas chuckle.
"Pretty cool, huh?"
Spinning my laser bo, I charged at Adam, slamming the staff against his arm as he blocked it.
"Will you two stop?" Mr. Davenport demanded again. I continued sending blow after blow at Adam, too furious to listen. Adam hit me to the ground and as I got up, he grabbed one of the chairs and threw it at me .I ducked, dodging it with ease, and it flew over my head at Mr. Davenport and Douglas.
"I thought you said everything was back to normal!" Mr. Davenport shouted, presumably at Douglas. I swung my laser bo at Adam, only for it to be blocked once more.
"It is! Adam has the upper hand and balance is restored." Douglas replied. "It's called parenting, Donny. Feel free to take notes."
Another gust of Adam's breath sent me back to the ground. With my free hand, I reached for the nearest object (Calla's still slightly damp textbook) and threw it at him. It missed him by half an inch and nearly hit the two adults in the room.
As Adam and I continued to fight using our new abilities, the argument between Douglas and Mr. Davenport seemed to be heating up.
Calla's POV
The second I entered the Davenport's house, I heard the sounds of large crashes coming from beneath me.
"What happened to no killing each other while I was gone?" I muttered to myself. I started towards the lab, intending on calling them all idiots until they stopped. Suddenly, what felt like another person bumped into me, knocking me to the ground. The thing was, I was the only one in the room.
I sat on the ground, looking around. Yep, the only living things in the room were me and Glitch, who was currently sitting on the couch. "Okay, that was strange."
Then I heard a chuckle. I looked around again, jumping to my feet. "What's going on?"
The chuckling grew louder, causing Glitch to get up. He hopped off the couch and started sniffing the ground in front of me. Then he sat down and raised his head to the sky, rubbing it against nothing. "Okay, is there a ghost in the room or something?"
"Nope." I started at the sound of Bree's voice. I spun around, trying to find her, but saw nothing.
"Bree?" I called. The laugh came again, coming from right above Glitch's head.
"Right in front of you." Her voice replied, although I still couldn't see anything. I frowned.
"Sure you are." I agreed sarcastically. "I didn't know you could throw your voice, Bree."
"I'm not. Douglas turned me invisible using your USB with those bionic abilities you designed." She explained. I nodded, finally getting it.
"Right in front of me, right? Are you next to Glitch?" I asked. She was silent. "Bree?"
"Oh, right. Sorry, I forgot that you can't see me nod. Yes, I'm right here." She told me. I nodded.
"Okay, cool. You realize how easy it's going to be now for you to sneak into Jaden's room when my mom's home?" I asked. I heard her laugh.
"That's the plan." She agreed. I smirked.
"So, do I even want to know what's going on downstairs?"
"Probably not." She replied. I nodded thoughtfully.
"Okay then. Let's go." I headed down to the lab, assuming that Bree was following me. What I found down there was a disaster. Chairs and other objects were scattered around, presumably having been thrown. Adam and Chase were pretty much trying to murder one another, and Mr. Davenport and Douglas were shouting at each other furiously. I stayed in the hall, close enough to see and listen, but out of their line of vision.
"I ask you to make things better and you make things worse, as usual!" Mr. Davenport accused. Douglas looked offended.
"Yeah, yeah. Just like when we were kids. Everything is always my fault! 'He didn't do this dishes.' 'He left my bike out!' 'He reanimated my dead gerbil and now it's a monster!'"
"Well, it was!" Mr. Davenport protested. "You should have let Herman rest in peace!"
"Man, I've got to stop walking into these conversations." I commented, glancing at where I thought Bree was. Both Douglas and Mr. Davenport ducked as a gust of wind was shot at them. Huh. Douglas must have fixed Adam's pressurized lung capacity. Cool.
"All you did was make the situation more dangerous!" Mr. Davenport shouted over the sound of the fighting. He picked up the destabilizer from my desk. I'd been working on it earlier, trying to improve on its basic functions. "You're like a destabilizer when it touches plastic."
Douglas smirked. "I think you mean metal." He corrected, taking the destabilizer from his brother. Mr. Davenport smirked as well.
"This isn't going to end well." Bree's voice came from right by my ear. I shook my head.
"Nope, not at all." I agreed as I watched Mr. Davenport pick up a piece of metal.
"You know what, I think you're right." He said to Douglas, touching both pieces of metal. The connection sent Douglas flying across the room.
Both Adam and Chase watched as he crashed into the wall, their own fight forgotten. "Wow, that was harsh." Chase commented, deactivating his laser bo staff. Both boys got out of their fighting stances and looked at Mr. Davenport.
"Yeah, it's ugly when brothers fight, isn't it?" Mr. Davenport questioned.
"Yeah, but with you guys it's also dangerous because you're super old and you can die." Adam replied, Chase nodding in agreement. I groaned loudly and walked out from the hall.
"Guys, we've discussed this. Youth does not equal invulnerability." I told them. They seriously needed to learn that lesson, else someone was really going to get hurt one of these days.
"How long have you been standing there?" Douglas questioned, getting up. I shrugged.
"Since Herman the zombie gerbil." I replied. I looked at them. "Speaking of which, do you think you can do that again? Because there's this hamster named Mikey that Jaden thinks 'ran away'…"
"We'll discuss why that's a bad idea later." Mr. Davenport told me before turning back to Adam and Chase. "Look, I know you two are polar opposites, but you're brothers. And you have to start learning to respect each other."
Chase scoffed. "You mean like you two do?" he questioned. That stumped Mr. Davenport.
"Well Douglas and I…you know…that…that's different!" He tried to protest. We all looked at them, waiting for a better explanation. "Look, we're adults and we've earned the right to act like children."
"Not really." I muttered, but was ignored.
"This behaviour has got to stop." Mr. Davenport told them. Adam and Chase sighed.
"Okay." "We've got it." They submitted.
"Good one, Donny." Douglas said before trying to escape the lab. Mr. Davenport stopped him before he could.
"Oh no you don't! You're not off the hook!" He said. "You can't just go around handing out bionic abilities."
"But that's why they like me more than you!" Douglas argued. Mr. Davenport glanced at the three of us, and we shook our heads. However, the second his back was turn, we all nodded at Douglas so he knew how we really felt. He subtly gave us all a thumbs up.
"Look, I know you're tying to help," Mr. Davenport sighed, "but you have to let me take the lead when it comes to the kids."
Douglas sighed. "Okay, fine. I'm sorry."
Mr. Davenport nodded. "From now on, any major decisions have to go by me first."
"Absolutely…" Douglas agreed, a guilty smile on his face. "…but we're going to have to start that tomorrow because I kinda made Bree invisible."
"What?" Everyone, aside from Douglas and I, exclaimed.
"It's true." Bree's voice came from somewhere to my right. "I've been standing here as long as Calla."
Everyone looked around, trying to find her. Adam jumped forward and grabbed the air. "I got her! I got…" He exclaimed, then frowned. "Nope, that's air. That was air."
He continued to try and find her. Suddenly, the air shimmered next to me and Bree slowly became visible. "I can't believe you designed this, Calla." She grinned. I smiled back.
"Cool, huh?" I smiled. She nodded and disappeared again. Well, if anything, these new abilities would make life around here a little more interesting.
Kihonne: Alright guys, what did you think? And before some comments on it (and I know someone will), I am fully aware that I skipped Bree and Leo's entire story line in this episode. While this was a really good episode and their plotline was funny, there really wasn't much for my OCs to do, and I couldn't think of a cool way to fit Jaden into the second plot line. Also, since the Halloween Special requires a lot more work than most of my usual chapters (holiday ones tend to be the more difficult ones to write) I've been focusing on that. But all the work will definitely be worth it. You'll see. Anyway, here's the schedule for the next couple of chapters.
October 31st: Halloween Special
November 7th: The Decision (check profile for summary)
Okay, many of you guys have been asking whether or not I'll do Spike Fright. Guys, I can't make the final decision until AFTER I've seen the episode. Lately, some of you seem to have forgotten that. However, considering what the plot summary for the episode is, it is completely understandable for you all to have so many questions. I SHOULD be able to do the episode (and I REALLY want to as well), but like I said, I haven't made a final decision yet. But so long as things go the way I think they will, I'll be able to give you a pretty awesome episode. However, I can't give you any details about it yet, because I have a couple of surprises in store for you guys before then.
I'll be able to give you the final yes or no answer next time, so until then, enjoy the chapter!
