Chase woke the next morning to knocking on his capsule door, and groggily he forced his eyes open. He saw Bree and Mr. Davenport standing there, looking worried.
"Whaaaaat?" Chase moaned, rubbing his eyes tiredly.
'Open your capsule,' Mr. Davenport mouthed, and Chase complied.
"Are you feeling okay?" Bree asked once the capsule door was open.
"I only just woke up; you couldn't let me sleep in?" Chase grumbled.
Bree and Mr. Davenport temporarily looked at each other, Bree saying "That's the problem."
"What do you mean?"
"Chase, you've been sleeping for at least fourteen hours now; it's past noon already," Mr. Davenport explained.
"Really?" Chase asked, coming more awake at that.
"With that in mind, how are you feeling?" Mr. Davenport asked the youngest bionic.
"As if I've been hit by a bus," Chase answered.
"But you slept alright?"
"I feel like I had only been sleeping for a few hours, and I was sleeping hard."
Mr. Davenport began pacing, saying "I wonder if I screwed up your chip. Or maybe you overdid it yesterday."
"Or both," Bree contributed.
"Whatever it is, I don't care at the moment; now that I'm awake, I'm super hungry," Chase said, coming out of his capsule and walking past them. "See-ya."
As soon as he was out of the lab, Bree asked the tech mogul "What do you think's going on? Will he be okay?"
"I don't know, but I guess we'll find out," Mr. Davenport replied.
"Good morning, honey," Tasha greeted Chase as he came into the kitchen.
"Hi Tasha," Chase said briefly, opening up the fridge to scour through its contents.
"Whoa, Sleeping Beauty has awoken!" Leo said from the couch, where he and Adam were playing videogames.
"Aww, Chasey, you woke up too early! Prince Charming hasn't arrived yet – he's still on his way!" Adam added.
Chase took his head out of the fridge momentarily to shoot his brothers (particularly his older one) a look, saying sarcastically "Ha ha, very funny," before continuing his search.
"What are you looking for?" Tasha asked.
"Something, anything," Chase mumbled absentmindedly as he rummaged through the produce drawer.
"A little hungry this morning?"
"Very," he said seriously, shutting the drawer and moving on to the dairy drawer.
"We've already had breakfast and lunch, so what would you like to eat?"
Chase paused, thinking through his options. "Are there leftovers I can have?"
"You know Adam, of course there aren't," Tasha said jokingly, but she wasn't lying. There were never leftovers in the Davenport-Dooley household. "Why don't I throw in a pizza? You can have any snack or side-food item in there that you want, if that sounds good."
"That sounds great; thanks Tasha," Chase said gratefully. As she made a run to the freezer, he decided on some sugar free yogurt while he waited. Tearing off the cover and grabbing a spoon, he began to eat it voraciously.
But as he was eating, he heard a familiar buzzing and felt himself being dragged across the floor until he was plastered firmly to the fridge, every metal object in the room racing towards him at breakneck speed. "Ahhh!" he cried out, activating his force field just in time to stop the knives.
"Hey!" Adam exclaimed as Leo simultaneously shouted "Dude!", their video game controllers ripped out of their hands.
"Sorry, I'm glitching!" Chase said with effort. As more and more objects began piling up around his force field in trying to stick to him, he had to work harder and harder to keep up his only protection. All he could see was a wall of metal around his spherical force field, the only sounds being the clanging and screeching of metal against metal.
And then it was over. Without precedent, all the metal simply fell to the ground in a heaping, rolling pile around the bionic, who was free of the fridge and breathing hard from the experience. He looked up from the mess around him to see the rest of his family staring at him with shock.
"What. Was. That?" Leo asked in awe.
Chase just shrugged, saying "Major glitch?"
"Uh, yeah, that glitch pulled every metal thing in the lab to the ceiling in the exact spot vertically as where you are standing, four floors up!" Mr. Davenport said animatedly, looking ready to scream.
At that moment there was knocking at the front door, and Tasha said "Leo, can you get that?"
He did, opening the door to reveal a handsome young man dressed elegantly in an old European style reserved for royalty.
"Oh look! Prince Charming finally arrived!" Adam said, giving Chase a wink.
Chase scowled, saying to the man at the door "You can go home. There's nothing here."
"No, stay," Bree said breathlessly, a dreamy look in her eyes.
"Well I wasn't called out here for nothing – I'm getting paid before I go," the man said stubbornly, and Mr. Davenport sighed, digging his wallet out of his pants pockets as he walked over to join Leo at the door.
"How much?" Mr. Davenport asked.
"That'll be a hundred-and-twenty dollars."
Mr. Davenport shot a wide-eyed, angry look at Adam before paying the man.
"Oh, and is your car supposed to be pressed up against your house in the yard?" Prince not-so-Charming asked.
Mr. Davenport choked, saying "Just go. Please go."
The man did, and Mr. Davenport slammed the door shut, looking at his kids. Then he broke down. "It's not even two in the afternoon!" he cried.