"Adam! Let me down!" Chase growled, pounding the bionic strongman's back.

Mr. Davenport looked up from the book he was reading and was surprised to see Adam hauling over his shoulder someone other than Chase (or so he thought). "Adam! What have I told you about carrying people around? Put him down!"

"Right, Big D," Adam said, flipping Chase onto the ground not at all gently. Chase let out a pained groan.

"Adam!" Mr. Davenport exclaimed, rushing over. "You can't be pulling stunts like that with normal people! They aren't as durable as you and your siblings." Turning to Chase, Mr. Davenport asked him "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, of course," Chase said breathily, sitting up. "This is nothing compared to what he normally does." He stood up, and Mr. Davenport followed suit from his kneeling position. Chase was pleased to notice that he was taller than the tech mogul.

Mr. Davenport gave a confused Adam a glare before turning back to Chase, saying "I don't think we've met – I'm Donald Davenport, founder of Davenpo-"

"You can save the lecture, I know who you are," Chase said with a smirk, cutting the man off rudely. "And you know who I am."

Mr. Davenport looked both bewildered and unimpressed, saying "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I have no clue as to who you are."

Chase couldn't help but begin laughing again, Adam joining him. Mr. Davenport looked even more confused, especially when Chase said "He doesn't recognize me either!"

And for the second time, Adam stopped laughing, stating "Yeah, I still don't recognize you."

"Adam!" Chase sighed.

"Okay, what's going on here?" Mr. Davenport asked suspiciously.

"Funny story," Chase chuckled nervously. "You know your Transjuvenator?"

Mr. Davenport's face screwed into a mixture of shock and anger as he put the pieces together. "Wait, so you're telling me that you're Chase?"

"…yeah…."

Correctly interpreting Mr. Davenport's facial expression, Adam said quietly "Ooooo, someone's in truuuu-buuulllll."

Chase and Mr. Davenport both glared at him. "You're not getting off scott-free either, young man," Mr. Davenport threatened the oldest bionic. Turning to Chase, he asked "How did you know about that? And I was building it to make people younger."

"I tweaked it… a little," Chase said.

"But how did you know about it?" Mr. Davenport pressed. "That was a private project; no one was supposed to know about it, at least not until it was finished."

"Oh, uh, yeah, that's another funny story," Chase said awkwardly.

"Are you going to tell me?"

"Ummm, it's really not that important…."

Mr. Davenport looked at Chase evenly, saying "Something tells me it's pretty important."

"I think that's a hasty assumption," Chase countered.

"You aren't going to tell me, are you?"

"I'd prefer not to."

Mr. Davenport sighed in frustration. "Whatever. We need to change you back – it wasn't done yet, so there's no telling how it will affect you."

"Come on, at least let me enjoy this a little bit!" Chase whined. "Adam and Bree are always picking on me for being short, and now I'm not – at least for a little while."

"Let him have some fun, Donnie," Douglas piped up, and the three of them jumped. They hadn't realized he was in the room. "You've always been the older brother, so you've never understood what it's like being the little guy."

"Yeah," Chase agreed, looking at Mr. Davenport accusingly.

"You don't seem so surprised by this turn of events," Mr. Davenport said to Douglas, shooting a look at his little brother.

"I… may have tipped him off," Douglas said with a small shrug, trying to seem as innocent as possible.

Mr. Davenport looked between his brother who was a former criminal and a guilty looking Chase, sighing in frustration. "What am I going to do with you? Once again you've upset the balance of power in my household," Mr. Davenport scolded Douglas.

"Can you blame me for sympathizing with the kid?" Douglas asked with a raised eyebrow. "Now if you'll excuse me, I am going to get as far away from here as I can," he said before walking out of the room.

Mr. Davenport rubbed his temples tiredly, saying to Adam and Chase "Go on, you two. Don't get yourselves in trouble. And Chase, you will be turned back to the age you're supposed to be before you go to sleep tonight, got it?"

"Yes Mr. Davenport!" Chase said enthusiastically, unable to wipe the grin off his face as he pumped his fists. He and Adam turned to leave the room, but they stopped, Chase quickly asking Mr. Davenport "Oh, and which of us is taller?" Chase and Adam stood back to back expectantly.

After a quick examination, Mr. Davenport said "Sorry Chase, Adam is still taller by just a smidge."

"Yes!" Adam whooped, and Chase scowled.

"Whatever," the youngest bionic grumbled. "Height isn't everything."

"You bet it is!" Adam laughed.

AN: Hehe, poor Chase... :P I hope any/all confusion is at least mostly cleared!

I forgot to mention that this story is going to be on the short side, and the chapters are also pretty short - think of each chapter in this story as a scene in one episode (cheesy humor, awkwardness and all ;D). If you like longer chapters, sorry... some of my other stories have longer chapters, so never fear!

Oh, and to reply to Not-Logged-In, my stories are pre-written, so I gave myself about three months to write this. Yeah... I'm slow... Hopefully the story reflects that I put in the time. Thank you everyone who commented on, favorited, and followed this story - I'm running out of ways to say this but you're all awesome!

Anywho, get ready for Chapter 3!