So, after a long time of me not being around, I am back! My source for Lab Rats Episodes on YouTube got taken down, so I had to wait until my birthday last week because I finally got Netflix. So, they episodes are on there, and I'm ready to continue. Also, I just watched the new episode, the one with the army of super soldiers, and I fell out of my chair when Adam appeared without his shirt. Yeah, who cares about spoilers, sorry.

Anyway, yes, I'm back and as a gift, I give you a chapter full of fluff. Fluff and plot, but mostly fluff.

I don't own Lab Rats or anything Disney. God, if I did, I'd have Spencer Boldman in everything and anything.

Things after that whole ordeal with Adam and Spike were smooth as ever. There weren't any sorts of conflicts, except for when Chase brought up any type of debate on whether jelly or Nutella was better on bagels. Sorry Chase, but anything against Nutella is gonna lose. It's just how life works. Also, Adam and I have been closer than ever, but that may be due to the fact that every waking opportunity the guy has to be alone with me, he takes it. Whenever I ask him about it, he says that it's because he doesn't want to make the same mistake he did when he heard Bree and I talk about him.

But, the whole fight with me and Adam happened Monday, and now, it being Saturday, I was happy just lounging around the living room. Everyone was, actually. I guess they wanted to take advantage of the fact that for once since Tasha and Leo moved in, there was a day available to just be a regular family and laze about the house. No training, no missions, no school, no breaking news reports, and no bionics. Well, the last one was only for the most part.

Chase and Davenport, along with Leo, for the beginning of the day, spent time in the lab. Doing what, I had no idea. I just knew that around this time of year, Davenport disappears and is all types of stressed out, but after a week, he is calm again, this time, because he's suddenly accumulated a large amount of money. I never really asked about it, because he was a genius, so he probably just sold an invention or his company just got a giant sales boost and he was getting more money because of that. Either way, he was richer and more egotistical about himself than ever.

While they did that, I was forced into doing some chores with Tasha. She had me wash dishes and just sweep up a little around the large living room. But, a simple chore wasn't so simple in this house. No, Tasha just had to nag me and make sure everything I did was just her way. It got to a point where I was ready to lose my cool, but I finished before that could happen. And, also, when I finished was when Adam and Bree came in the house from wherever they went and Chase, Davenport and Leo came up from the lab.

So, that's where we were now, all seven of us, being in the living room, just hanging around and not worrying about anything bionic. Leo was in Adam's arms, leaning back against his hands, which were behind his head. Adam was lifting him up and down, like he was a dumbbell, and Leo was counting off. Bree and Chase were throwing a small tennis ball around the room. Davenport had on this weird helmet and he was dancing and speaking a weird language that just sounded all wrong. Tasha was on her cell phone, and I was sitting on the couch with my laptop, providing moral support for Adam's work out. Meaning, I was surfing the web and providing sarcastic comments as Leo counted off. It wasn't the most fun thing in the world, but it helped time pass by a lot faster. That and eavesdropping on Tasha's conversation with her mother on the phone.

Actually, was it considered eavesdropping if she was talking extremely loud and we all couldn't help but hear her? I don't know, but all I did know was that if it had anything to do with Leo's grandmother, I wanted some sort of part in it. Back when my parents were still alive, and me and Leo were just friends instead of living with each other, I went back to his house for a science project, or was it a history project? Nevermind, anyway, Grandma Dooley, or Rose as she wanted me to call her, was over at the house and interrogated me. Apparently, she was very protective over who was friends with her grandson. According to Tasha, I passed the test with flying colors and I should expect to be adopted by Rose. So, yeah, I liked her and she liked me.

I tried tuning out Tasha's loud mouth, but the curiosity within took hold and I just listened, ignoring everything else around. Which, I think was an accomplishment, considering how loud this one room was at the moment. "Yes, Mom, Leo and I love our new home." Tasha spoke, answering the question coming from her oh so concerned mother. She then paused, her eyes widening a bit, "Oh, you should come and visit us." She stated, sounding really nervous and doubtful. Tasha then took a moment to look around the room. Davenport chose this time to speak up about how he think he found something from Singapore and Adam had just reached four hundred and seventy bench presses when Leo commanded him to put some muscle in it. Like Adam needed muscle to lift Leo. If he wanted a workout buddy, I would've offered my services. I outweigh Leo by at least fifty pounds.

Anyway, back to Tasha, who snapped her head away from the madness that was happening in her house, "But not today." She finished her sentence, "Why? Because Donald's not feeling well." That cued both me and Davenport to give her a confused look. She just shook her head, "Look, I gotta go, Donald just threw up in my purse. Love you bye!" She hung her phone up and sighed.

I stood up and walked over to the island where Tasha was sitting. Davenport spoke up, "You know we're gonna have to have your mother come over eventually." He stated.

Tasha glared at him, "No, we don't." She retorted quickly. "Look, my mom doesn't just visit, she has inspections." She started to explain. "If she spots anything weird, she will use it as an excuse to move in." She finished. At this time, Chase decided that throwing the ball extra hard would be a good idea. Bree, using her superspeed, caught it before it hit Tasha. She grinned at her adopted mother figure, "Nothing weird here." She then sped off, throwing the ball back to Chase.

I just shook my head, stepping over to Tasha, "Oh come on Tasha. I think your mother is a great person." I told her. She rolled her eyes at me.

"Of course you do. She treats you just like Leo. But me, no, there's always something wrong with me!" She stated, like it was some sort of big news that needed to be broadcasted. Hopefully, she didn't get any ideas and actually do a report on that.

I shrugged, smiling, "Guilty."

Davenport put his arms on his wife's shoulders. "Honey, when your mother visits, I will shower her with love, I will make her feel welcome and I will do everything humanly possible to…" The doorbell interrupted him, making Tasha gasp and look over to Eddy's screen, showing the security camera on the porch. I laughed, in shock, "Well I'll be damned." I stated, "What timing?" I asked, incredulously.

"It's my mother." Tasha groaned.

Davenport's face went white as he ran off, "I'll be in the lab." He rushed out of the room, while the six of us were left in the living room. However, it was at this point that everyone stopped their crazy Saturday hijinx and gathered around me and Tasha. She was panicking, "Quick, turn invisible!" She commanded. However, Adam, Bree and Chase just stood there, with raised eyebrows. Tasha groaned, "Really? You have every other freaky ability!" She sighed, "Just hide!" She demanded.

The three of them dove behind the island, while Tasha grabbed me and Leo, pulling us closer to her. The three of us plastered smiles on our faces as the door opened. "Oh good it's unlocked." Rose Dooley walked in. Out of the three of us, I think my smile was the only real genuine one. I never knew my grandmother, since she passed away two months before I was born, so I kind of held a special attachment to the attention I got from Rose.

Tasha greeted Rose with fake enthusiasm, "Mom! You're here." She stated, hugging Rose with disdain all over her face.

Rose smirked, "Would've been here sooner if it weren't for your stupid gate." She sassed. And there was the Rose Dooley charm.

Tasha nodded, "Oh that's just Donald's titanium security fence." She excused.

Rose just gave her daughter a look, "Well if you ram it with your car hard enough, it pops right open." She replied. I snickered, and that brought the attention to Leo and I. She approached Leo first, naturally. "Leo! There's my baby boy!" She embraced her grandson with a strong hug, "Give your grandma some sugar." She stated, her voice transitioning to one that most people would associate with new parents talking to a newborn or a puppy. She then grabbed Leo by his cheeks, pulling his face towards her, "Let me see that face." She kept repeating, while I could tell that Leo was not enjoying it. However, I was having a grand ole time watching this show go down.

Rose let go of Leo, long enough for him to grimace in pain. She reached into her bag and faced Tasha, "Grandma brought your favorite." She held out something wrapped in foil, "Bran-Fruit Cake." She stated. I noticed that Leo mouthed out what it was to me as she said it, trying to act like he was his grandmother. It was really funny. Rose handed the cake to Leo, whose arms dropped to the floor as soon as she let go. It must've been really heavy.

While he recovered from that, Rose faced me. "Blake! Oh my goodness, it has been a while now, hasn't it?" She asked, approaching me. Unlike Leo, I didn't have the look of a kid. I looked more like a teenage boy well on his way to look like an adult, so I didn't get the whole treatment. I did get a hug from her and she grabbed my face like she did with Leo, examining my features. "Oh my my my! The world's gonna have to watch out for you. I'll bet you're quite the heartbreaker at school, aren't you?" She asked, giving me a broad grin.

I grimaced, immediately thinking of Trent and how he treats me, along with the rest of the school. "No, not exactly." I told her, truthfully.

She just slapped my cheek lightly, "Oh come now." She retorted, not having any of it. "Don't lie to me young man." Rose told me sternly. I nodded, but didn't say anything else. Leo however, saved my hide.

"Grandma!" He exclaimed, sounding slightly happy that she was here, "You shouldn't have." He stated, gesturing to the cake in his hands. Rose gave him a look of sheer pride, but Leo continued, "And when I say you shouldn't have…" He stated, ready to inflict any type of sarcastic comment, but Tasha gave him that warning glare from behind her mother.

It was then that I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. I looked over, along with Rose, and mentally face palmed myself. "Who are they?" Rose asked, gesturing to Adam, Bree and Chase, who were trying to sneak out of the kitchen and into the lab. Tasha and I rushed over to them. Tasha because she was probably cooking up some weird excuse and me because I was the backup in case her idea burnt into the ground.

"They are they staff!" Tasha exclaimed, gesturing to them like they were prizes won on a gameshow. I nodded enthusiastically, moving from next to Chase to in between Adam and Bree. Due to his height though, I couldn't place my arm on his shoulder, so I just wrapped an arm around Bree's neck, like friends do.

Rose didn't look convinced, "Staff?" She then laughed, "Oh Tasha, still so lazy." She stated, giggling to herself.

Tasha rolled her eyes, "And you're still so...my mother." She finished, giving her mom a fake smile. Rose returned it, before walking up to Adam. "And what do you do?" She asked.

I prayed in my head that Adam would choose now to be smart or at least go along with it. But no, I was rewarded for my prayers with his answer. "Well, I collect rocks, I lift heavy things, I chase bugs." He started listing things, before I bumped him, shutting him up.

Tasha took over, "Adam is our chef." She stated. Of all the jobs you could've given him, you had to give him the one that could do the most damage to the house? Give Chase that job, he knows food. Adam just eats anything, and I mean anything. Just put ketchup on a pillow and he'd eat it.

Adam had a look of clarity on his face at this new revelation, "Oh, right, chef." He chuckled, nervously, "You know, normally, I wear a puffy hat and shout things in Italian. Bonjour!" He exclaimed, of course not even following along with what he said. But, all of us laughed, except for Rose, who was standing there unamused.

"That sense of humour, am I right?" I asked her. She just gave me a blank stare, before turning to Bree. Her face lit up for the first time since laying eyes on my bionic friends. "And who is this young lady?" She asked, all nicely and polite. It struck me as odd. Why all of a sudden was Rose acting so nicely?

Tasha smiled, "That is Bree, my personal trainer." She explained.

Bree nodded, and she looked petrified. Once again, Tasha gives a job that would be best suited for someone else, say Adam, and instead gives it to the one who would do the worst. What's Chase gonna get, babysitter?

Rose looked sceptical once again, "And just what does a personal trainer do?" She asked Bree.

She grinned, "It's personal?" She stated, looking to me for confirmation. I shrugged, since I didn't know a thing about what a personal trainer did. Train a person, I guess.

Rose spoke up again, "Uh huh, so Blake, are you dating Tasha's trainer? You look awfully close with her." She questioned.

Both me and Bree separated immediately, making gagging noises. "Ew, gross! He's like my brother!" "Ugh, she's so not my type!" We exclaimed at the same time. Rose just giggled, "Ah, young love." She sighed.

I moved to the other side of Chase, away from Bree. There was definitely going to be some kind of awkward tension around here because of that comment. Me dating Bree? No! Not even if I was straight. Not saying she wasn't attractive or anything, but Bree is way too outgoing for me. Adam, I could handle, in some weird way. But Bree was just too out there. Wait, Adam? Why did my mind just hop over to Adam? I'm NOT into Adam, brain, stop making it seem like I am!

Rose moved on to Chase, along with Tasha, "And Chase is Leo's nanny! Man nanny! Manny." She listed all of the names, coming up with an appropriate name. God, I should've kept my brain shut. Of course, Chase got the babysitting job.

Rose looked even more unsure about Chase than she did about Adam. "Aren't you a little young to be a 'manny?" She asked.

Chase laughed nervously, "Aren't you a little young to be a grandmother?" He replied.

Rose studied him for a minute, before looking to me, "Ooh, I like him!" She exclaimed, pointing at Chase. She giggled a bit. I nodded, patting Chase on the back, lightly. I didn't need his Commando App activating by accident again. The scratch on my face may have healed from Monday, but still, I wanted to be careful. Tasha offered to take her mother on a tour of the house, while she left me in charge, earning a confused look from Rose. However, she left to get the tour from her daughter, leaving the five of us kids to sigh in relief.

We were all silent for a minute before Chase and Leo decided that they were gonna check up on Davenport, since he ran off to the lab. I was going to do the same, but Adam stopped me. "Um, Blake, could you help me? I don't know anything about cooking, so could you be my assistant?" He asked, rolling his hands around each other, nervously.

I nodded, giving him a smile and bumped him with my body, "Sure big guy, why not?" I asked. He grinned, before jumping up and down. I was expecting a comment from Bree about how he had asked me to cook with him instead of her, but she still looked rattled from the comment about us dating. "Bree? You alright?" I asked.

She snapped her head to face me, before nodding, "Uh...yeah, I'm fine." She stated, not at all selling it. Maybe she was in shock, and she needed a little time to get over the fact that Rose was that pushy of a person. I was used to it, so maybe that's why I got over it so fast. I left her alone though, that way she could cleanse her mind without anyone bothering her.

I walked into the kitchen and started getting some random pots and pans out of the cabinets. I didn't know what we were making but, it had to be good enough to know that I actually made it, but it had to be shown like Adam made it. I didn't know why Tasha couldn't have just said that they were Davenport's kids, but then that could've started a whole different argument, so I'll excuse it, this time. I heard footsteps coming from the hall, and Rose stepped back into the room, "Uh uh, there is too much technology around here. In my day, we didn't have all these gizmos and gadgets. You had your family, it was horrible, and you lived with it." She told Tasha, who looked unamused with what her mother was saying. But, Rose continued, "And don't get me started on your staff. I mean, how's Leo and Blake supposed to learn how to do anything for themselves?" She asked, looking concerned.

Tasha looked away, "Well, they'll learn without someone criticizing their every move." She retorted, before getting an angry look from Rose, "I'm guessing." She finished.

I moved over to Adam with the pots and pans, placing them on the stove. He had an apron tied around his body, and he was bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Blake, what are you doing hanging around the chef?" Rose asked.

I turned to face her, "Well, Adam lets me help out sometimes, and since you are a special guest here, I figured why not give him a hand?" I told her. Wow, that almost sounded like it was the truth. This whole 'staff' act could work. Tasha gave me a look that I knew was a thankful one. Winking to her, I turned to Adam, "Right?"

He turned to Rose nodding, "Yep, Blake and I are cooking wizards!" He then proceeded to wave a spoon in the air like it was a magic wand. I pushed his arm down, shaking my head to tell him to stop.

Rose accepted this, smiling, "And just what are the master chefs preparing anyway?" She asked, looking to Adam specifically. I would've answered, but if I did, it would look like I was covering for him. Rose wasn't an idiot. She would be able to tell something was up if we didn't back up the lies we provided her.

Adam stuttered a bit, turning to me and Tasha. I shook my head, gesturing for him to come up with something, before I started mentally screaming at myself. Seriously, let the guy who would eat a ketchup covered pillow come up with an idea for dinner? Really? That's a genius idea Blake, seriously. Are you sure you're the son of two geniuses? God, why am I so stupid under pressure?

Thankfully, Tasha pushed a piece of paper into Adam's face, "Spaghetti." She then got into his ear, "I love how you always follow the directions exactly as they are written." She told him, before winking at me.

Bree finally snapped out of her stupor, coming over to take Rose away from us. Tasha took this opportunity to hug me. "Oh thank you! You are a god send!" She told me. "Please, help Adam as best you can!" She told me, before walking over and sitting on one of the chairs by the island. Nodding to myself, I told Adam to grab all the ingredients needed to make the pasta dish.

"Okay, so we need canned tomatoes, parsley, basil, mushrooms and the noodles." I listed off, pointing in the areas that he would find it. I grabbed the noodles away from him, and spoke quietly to him, "Okay, I'm trusting you with the sauce. I'll take care of the noodles, okay?" I asked him. He nodded, and I moved to the sink to fill my own pot with water.

Thankfully, with me being so antisocial in the past, I took up cooking whenever I could at home. Whether it be for my parents, or Davenport, I loved it. Now, I could cook for six more people. I loved that feeling.

Pretty soon, I was just stirring the pasta in the water as it was brought to a slow boil. I wanted to make sure that if Adam messed up on the sauce, there would be time before the pasta was ready to try again. I sat back, letting my oldest friend take the bull by the horns for this. "Okay, add one can of tomatoes." He read aloud. He shrugged, and placed the entire can, metal and all, unopened, into the pot. I sighed, going over to him. "Adam, you're supposed to open the can and then empty what's inside it into the pot." I explained to him.

Adam laughed, "Oh! That makes sense!" He stated, picking the can up with one hand and I was just about to go grab a can opener, when he crushed the can with his hand, emptying the contents from the bottom of the can into the pot. It was a good idea, if Grandma Dooley wasn't right there in the same room. He then did the same with the mushrooms, only he crushed the actual mushrooms instead of a can. They were in small enough pieces, but still, risky when there was a lady in the room who couldn't know about their bionics. Adam did use his brain cells for once and sprinkled the spices I asked for into the sauce. He did add a little too much basil, but hey, it was his first time cooking something from scratch, so I let it slide. After he mixed everything together, he used a spoon to scratch the back of his neck, with him reading the next part of the recipe. "Simmer on low heat." He read. He looked confused, so I was going to suggest to turn the oven on, but he covered one of his eyes and shot a laser into the pot with his other eye. Instead of a full laser blast, the pot only got half power. Ingenious, but again I repeat, RISKY! He jumped and clapped, "Yeah! I'm cooking!"

I looked to where Bree, Tasha and Rose were, and they gave us weird looks. I laughed, "Which he always does." I quickly amended, before standing over my own pot of heated water and noodles. It wasn't boiling yet, but I still wanted to make sure that Adam didn't screw up. Thank god for Bree's quick thinking because she had Rose distracted. They were stretching and doing all sorts of yoga moves, which looked more like training exercises for her, but hey, it kept the lady busy. As Adam continued to mix the sauce, he looked to me, "Thanks Blake." He told me, "Cooking is a lot harder than people on TV make it seem." he revealed to me.

I laughed, "No problem Adam. Happy to help." I replied.

He then continued, "Also, I don't think I ever thanked you for what you did for me back at the dance." He told me. I raised an eyebrow, confused. I don't remember anything good coming out of that, except maybe getting to see that amazing dance off between Adam, Chase and Leo, and then having Danielle become sort of an ally for me. When he saw me looking confused he clarified, "You know, when you asked Bree if she would dance with me. That was really cool of you." He told me.

I felt my face turning red, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't because we were standing by a hot stove, though I will use that as my excuse this time. I don't what it was, but getting all these nice things said about me by Adam made my head spin and my heart numb. It was really weird, but I got that feeling from a lot of things. Chase scaring the crap out of me by turning into Spike. Bree with her boy talks and Leo with his elaborate plans to get girls. All of those things caused that to happen, but the complements were the only thing that triggered it and it felt sort of good. Was Bree possibly right? Did I have any kind of feelings for Adam?

I shook my head, rubbing my eyes. No, Blake, you can't think like that. First of all, even if you did like Adam, it's wrong. You're living with the guy and he is sort of family in a way. Not blood related, but still, family. Second, he'd never like you back. He was gaga over Danielle, and at school, he's constantly looking for attention from any of the girls, just so he can make them laugh with his dumb jokes. Nope, Blake is not crushing on Adam, not at all.

"Blake, the sauce isn't supposed to turn this color, is it?" I heard Adam say, snapping me out of dreamworld. I looked over and sure enough, the red sauce had turned all brown and globby, which almost made me puke. I covered my nose, considering that it smelled really burnt and horrible. How, in the span of maybe five minutes of me daydreaming, did Adam manage to do this much damage?

"What happened?" I asked him.

He shrugged, "Well, it didn't look like it was cooking. All it was doing was bubbling, so I used both of my eyes this time." He stated, smiling at me. I sighed, moving him out of the way.

"Let me take over, okay?" I suggested, but he pushed me back.

"No! You told me that I could take care of the sauce." He told me, defiantly.

I rolled my eyes, "Adam, that isn't even edible!" I scolded, "You need to listen to me!" I demanded.

"Blake!" I heard Rose exclaim, making me look over to her. Tasha was gone, but Bree was still with her, and they looked to be done with their stretches. Rose had a look of sheer disappointment, "Adam is the chef, not you. Quit ordering him around." She scolded me.

I groaned on this inside, but nodded, "Yes Rose." I agreed, begrudgingly. Adam gave me a smug little smirk and did this little dance with his shoulders, moving them up and down. I rolled my eyes, before moving out of the kitchen. "Fine then, since you're the chef, I guess you can handle things from here on." I told him, giving my own smug smile. Lets see him struggle for once.

I walked over and sat down on the couch, near Bree, who now was on the floor doing curl ups. I raised an eyebrow at this, "Um, what are you doing Bree?" I asked her.

Bree sighed, not stopping, "Being a personal trainer." She snapped at me, annoyed. Yeah, I think this whole 'pretending to be staff' thing was getting to everyone. Well, maybe not Chase, though he is in the lab with both Davenport and Leo, so things could be going either way for him.

I rolled my eyes at Bree's reply, while leaning back on the couch, sighing. Who knew that a regular old visit from Grandma would be this stressful? "Hey Rose, where'd Tasha go?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes, "She went to go find that husband of hers." She replied, not sounding too thrilled about it. Well, at least we know that Davenport isn't liked by as many people as he thinks, which is everybody. He thinks everybody likes him. Nope, not the case.

Tasha came storming back in the room, sitting on the arm of the couch, looking to her mother, "He'll be up in a minute." She stated, sounding both calm and angry. I've learned that Tasha is scary when she is in one of these moods. Like, you're about to be killed by a serial killer who is really Principal Perry scary.

But, Tasha's words were not lies, as Chase, Leo and Davenport came into the room a short while later. All three of them looked worn out, which concerned me, but only to an extent. I only wondered about what happened to them for like three seconds, before the sound of something sizzling caught my attention. Leo was over by Adam, and he was holding what looked like a black rock with a pair of tongs. That or he used too much heat vision that he melted his metal mixing spoon and made it all deformed. I wanted to laugh so badly, watching him struggle, but when he looked over to me for help, I turned my head away from him, hoping to come off to him as annoyed.

"Sexual tension." Bree sang from her place on the floor. She was quiet about it, so only I heard her, but that didn't stop me from both blushing at her and glaring at her. Of course, she just laughed it off, like usual. I didn't have the patience at that moment to make any sort of sarcastic remark back, so I just shook it off and turned back to what was happening in the living room.

Davenport was looking around the room, looking nervous, while Rose continued looking around sceptical. "Uh, honey, what are Adam and Bree doing?" He asked. Oh that's right, he was in the lab when Tasha came up with her brilliant plan. By brilliant, I'm hoping everyone gets that I mean that it was a terrible plan.

Tasha walked next to him, "You mean our chef and trainer?" She suggested, hoping to give him the hint.

Thankfully, that big brain isn't just for show, as he nodded, clarity on his face, "That's what they're doing."

"Just a couple more minutes!" Adam called out, not sounding at all confident. I found myself laughing to myself as I stood up, along with Bree. I was gonna talk to her about how awful this food was gonna be, but I didn't want any type of Adam comment as a reply. Trust me, after the day I've had, I don't need someone talking about my non-existent feelings for Adam. Non-existent, yeah right.

I shook my head, stopping myself from even starting to think that way. Nope, I was not gonna get distracted. Not when I had to keep up my stupid act in front of Rose.

"You know what?" Tasha started, addressing all of us in the room. "Let's all just sit down and have a nice dinner together." She suggested.

I snickered before I spoke, "We can sit down, but having a nice dinner just isn't gonna happen." I told her, before continuing to laugh to myself. Adam gave me a hurt look, while I just smugly smiled back. Leo, after Adam grabbed his pot of whatever was left of the spaghetti, looked at the stove, probably thinking something was gonna pop up alive. Doubtful, since Adam cooked the crap out of everything.

I walked over to my spot at the table, which ironically was next to Adam and Rose, the two people that I spent most of today thinking about. Rose was about to sit down, before she glared at Chase, "You're Leo's manny, and you're letting him near a hot stove?" She asked, incredulously.

Chase looked sheepishly at Leo, who just waved and smiled. Chase walked over there, "Come on Leo! You wouldn't want to go to bed without supper, would you?" He asked.

Leo looked back at the stove, before nodding, "Yes." He replied. I laughed again, as Rose sat down on my left. Adam was serving people the food that he created. Actually, I don't think it was considered food anymore. It was more like a science project gone horribly wrong. When he started to serve Rose her portion, she jumped at the sight of it. "What the…?" She exclaimed.

Adam smiled nervously at her, "Pasketti?" He offered, like his words would magically turn it into something edible. This is what happens when you don't let me help. But no, Adam had to go all 'Master Chef' on me and do his own thing. Hope this is a lesson to you pal.

"What in the name of great caesar's ghost is going on around here?" Rose asked, looking around the table at everyone, looking for an answer. Tasha was the first one to give one.

"Trust me!" She exclaimed, "There is nothing unusual going on here." Tasha assured, but Rose wasn't looking so sure. She gave the black stuff in her bowl a look, probably doubting her daughter's sanity. "Everything is completely normal." Tasha finished.

However, that statement would be completely ignored in the next two seconds. A loud crash sounded from the far end of the room, making us all jump. I looked over and saw that some weird robot suit was breaking and throwing all sorts of household things around. Was that what the three guys were doing in the lab? Building a robot? If they were, I guess they know it now works. "Well, that was horrible timing." Davenport stated, obvious.

The robot pushed over one of the islands, breaking it into many pieces. The impact and the absolute shock of everything happening caused everyone, minus Tasha and Adam, to stand up from their seat. The two of them had yet to sit down, so they were already standing. I didn't know what this thing was for, or who was the one that messed it up this time. All I do know is that I wasn't planning on dying at fifteen because of some crazy robot gone rogue.

"What is that?!" Rose exclaimed, looking like she was ready to have a heart attack.

Leo laughed nervously, "That is uh...another member of our staff!" He lied, making me roll my eyes. Sure, our lives are facing impending doom, but yes, lets continue to try to fool Grandma into thinking we are just a normal family with a perfectly normal staff. "Go away James, we don't need you right now!" He commanded.

Rose glared at her grandson, "Boy, I'm old, not senile! And that ain't no butler! I'm out!" She stated, running across the room and hiding behind the far side of the couch. Tasha, Bree, Adam and Davenport followed suit, while Chase and Leo hid behind another smaller island that had a large plant inside of it, near the stairway. Me, I wanted to run, but fate seemed to hate me as of late. As I was gonna run, my foot got caught on the leg of one of the chairs and I tripped, landing on the ground, in perfect striking distance if the robot had some kind of projectile.

Thankfully, it seemed to busy destroying everything to care about who actually lived in the house. I was able to recover fairly quickly, so I dove behind the couch next to Rose, who wrapped an arm around my shoulders in a protective way. Bree turned to Adam, "Adam, don't just sit there! Go take that thing down!" She demanded.

Adam got up, ready to do just that, but Tasha grabbed him by his shirt sleeve and shouted, "No! You do that and someone will know that someone has certain abilities!" She struggled getting her words out. Tasha, now was definitely not the time to care whether your mother finds out about bionics. It is a little too little too late at this point.

We all ducked as the robot chucked what appeared to be the microwave at us. Luckily, it crashed into the wall behind us, not hurting anyone. Adam glared, "Oh, well, great! Now dinner's ruined!" He exclaimed, like the robot prevented us from eating what he thought was a five course dinner. Yeah, that was what I was most thankful for. The robot prevented all of us from getting a severe case of food poisoning.

"Donald, you're the man of the house! Do something!" Rose demanded.

Davenport got up, "Right, I'll take care of this!" He stated, before the robot shot a laser at him, missing by maybe a hair. He jumped and screamed a bit, before hiding again.

Rose rolled her eyes, "My hero." She deadpanned, before hiding again as a metal pot lid came spinning towards her. It stuck in the door behind her, so it might've taken her head with it, if she wasn't quick. Leo, from his spot, stood up and ran to what I could only assume was the lab. Hopefully there was some crazy gizmo to stop this thing. The robot did try to shoot Leo, but due to his small size and jumpy personality, he was able to dodge all of the lasers sent his way. Rose, whose grip on my shoulder was getting tighter and tighter, rolled her eyes at Davenport, "Now you see?!" She shouted at him. "Your little gizmo's putting us all in danger! That robot is about to kill us." She then looked away from the destruction with a thoughtful look, "See, back when I was a kid…" She started, but Davenport finally spoke up.

"Yeah, that's a fascinating story Rose. Do you think we could hear about it later?" He asked, before grabbing one of the pillows off the couch. He threw it and it hit the robot in the chest, but really, it was a pillow. He couldn't have expected it to actually stop the robot. It didn't, and the robot now was walking towards us.

I rolled my eyes, "It's destroying the house and you're tossing pillows at it." I stated, annoyed.

Davenport grabbed another pillow and threw it, "Well, they are called 'Throw Pillows'!" He shouted.

Leo appeared again, holding some metal thing that gave off a red light. I didn't know what it was, since I hadn't been down in the lab since maybe two days ago. Davenport probably just invented it today anyways. Since he was on the other side of the room, I could hear what he was saying over the whirring and stomping that the robot was creating, but he looked fairly confident. That was a good sign, right? Leo's confidence has helped out in the past. He was confident that we'd win the football game against Trent, wait, that's a bad example. He was confident about his plan working to get Danielle to go to the dance with him, no, another bad. Oh yeah, he joined up with the bionics on the train where he was confident about helping, when really, all he did was jeopardize the mission, okay I get it! Leo wasn't really the best when it came to his ideas. Can't I have just a sliver of hope? A sliver?

He looked ready to jump into action when he went back to hiding with Chase. Once again, I couldn't hear what they were saying, but it looked like they were apologizing for something. Something must've happened in the lab while I was busy playing 'Assistant Chef' to Adam. Eh, at least they aren't tearing each others throats out.

I hid my head again when the robot managed to get another shot out, this one barely missing Rose and I as it hit the lid on the door, knocking it down. Davenport's voice sounded out pretty clearly, "Guys, I'm really enjoying the heartfelt moment, but I'm running out of pillows here!" He threw another one, which subsequently was the last one on the couch.

I watched, first hand, as Chase stood up, waving his hands above his head, "Hey Exo!" He cried, before jumping over his hiding place, and flipping over the couch. It was an impressive sight, but again, Rose was now watching the whole thing. Hopefully, Chase wouldn't have to use his force field. He flipped around the room, most likely distracting it since Leo still held the weird metal contraption.

Speaking of, Leo jumped out of his spot, holding this thing above his head, "Here comes the pain!" He announced, jumping down and in front of the robot. He went to punch it with the metal thing, but the robot knocked it out of his hands. It then grabbed Leo by his hands and help both of them up above his head, carrying him a bit. He struggled, but the robot had a firm grasp on it. If we weren't in danger, I'd be amused, but now we really needed to figure out a way to get rid of this thing.

Leo glared at Chase, "Hey Chase, did we have a Plan B?!" He asked, irritated.

From next to me, I heard Rose get up, "Hey!" She called out, getting the robots attention, "Nobody lays a hand on my grandson!" She announced, before running over to the metal suit, "It's time to pick up the hat!" She stated, before bending down and doing one of the exercises that Bree showed her. She lifted her foot back hard enough to get the robot to break his grip on Leo. Of course, Rose fell to the ground before crawling back over to me.

Bree grinned, "Way to go Grandma! And you didn't even break a hip!" She stated a-matter-a-factly.

Rose gave Bree a thumbs up, before turning to the fight. Leo was on the ground, on his back when the robot recovered. It looked like it targeted Leo as a victim first. I covered Rose's face so she didn't have to see this. Good thing too, because Chase pulled him up and grabbed the metal thing that seemed to be so important. Chase surrounded the two of them with his force field, blocking a few lasers. He then jabbed the metal thingy into the robot's chest. It sparked red for a second before flying backwards onto its back, spazzing for a minute, then shutting down completely.

When it looked like it all was over, we all got up and cheered. Rose and Tasha hugged each other, which was a little odd. Bree and Davenport also embraced each other, which was a cute little daughter-father moment. Adam grabbed me and lifted me up and down, shouting in celebration. Me, I was trying not to kick my foot back so that it would hit a very tender area for Adam. Of course, Rose had to go back into skeptical mode. "Somebody better tell me what's going on right now! And right now just passed, so you're not talking fast enough!" She demanded, scaring all of us kids to bunch up together with Davenport in front of us. Chase was right behind me, a hand on my shoulder. Bree was on my right side, and Leo was on my left. Adam was next to Chase, looking over my head, since he was so tall.

Davenport stuttered a bit, before stepping over to his mother in law. "Uh, Rose, there is a completely rational explanation for all of this!" He announced, looking back over to us for support. We all gave him feeble waves, nods and thumbs ups, not feeling so confident ourselves. He placed a hand on Rose's shoulder, "You are delusional." He turned to the rest of us, "Who wants dessert?" He asked, moving on quickly.

Me and Adam nodded frantically, while Chase, Leo and Bree looked neutral. Rose looked offended, before turning to her daughter, glaring at her, like Tasha was going to defend her. Tasha had other plans. "You know what Mom? This is our life!" She started, giving her mother a stern look. "Our house may be high-tech and chaotic, but it is full of love!" She continued, making Rose take a small step back.

I was sort of impressed with Tasha. Not only was she standing up to her mother, but she was doing it in a respectful way, unlike most people can be with their parents. I really never got the opportunity to rebel against my mom, like a normal teenager.

"It may not be perfect for you, but it is perfect for our family." Tasha finished, coming over to us kids and wrapping an arm around Leo and I. Oh please tell me that Tasha told her about my parents. I did not want to have to listen through an explanation about that. No, I was not going to relive that story, no matter how long it was.

Rose glared at Tasha, "What family?" She asked, suspiciously, "Wait a minute, who are these people?" She asked, gesturing to Adam, Bree and Chase. I stepped away from the group.

"Well Rose, I am Blake, as you know. And I…" I started, ready to just lie my way out of this, but she shot me down quickly.

"Blake, I already know about you, I'm talking about them!" Rose told me, pointing at the bionics. Ah, well there goes my worries. At least my trauma wouldn't have to be explained.

Davenport spoke up, "They are my brothers kids that I adopted when he died, FELL, in a volcano." He lied. However, it did cover up the fact that they were all teenagers and they did look alike. It also would fit why they were kind of terrible at the jobs they were given by Tasha. They were, we are, just kids.

Rose studied us for a minute, with us giving cheesy smiles. She smiled, "Oh now why didn't you just say so?" She stated, laughing, "Now it all makes sense. You're just a modern family with a bunch of adorable kids!" She joked, letting us all sigh in relief.

She then smiled with a proud grin, "Who are gonna need their Grandma around all the time!" She announced, turning to Davenport and Tasha, "You know, I can stay for a few days in that guest room down the hall!" She gestured for Tasha to follow her outside. "I got my overnight case in the car, and Gladys is watching Poochie, so it's no problem!" She rambled, walking out the door, with Tasha giving the six of us apologetic looks. I didn't care, because having Rose around for at least a couple of days would definitely brighten the mood around this house, at least for me. Plus, with her around, missions will be put on hold, and we'd all just be a regular family.

Bree and Adam both ran out of the kitchen, and looking to the floor where the destroyed pot of Adam's pasta, I groaned, trudging after them. I didn't want to, but I felt like I had to apologize. I didn't follow through with my promise to Adam to let him do what he wanted with the food, and I got mad at him for not listening to him. God, why did Adam have to be so stubborn? He may not be the smartest, but he sure knows what he wants and how to get it, however ridiculous the way is.

Thankfully, there was only so much space outside of the lab to hide. I found Bree and Adam standing near the stairway to the lab, both waiting for who I could only assume was Chase, since he was their almighty leader. Adam heard my footsteps, and his head shot to face me, only to huff and look away. "Oh look Bree. It's the guy who was trying to show up the 'Master Chef'." He announced, before sticking his tongue out at me.

Bree held her hands up in surrender, "Hey, I helped out the last time you two fought." She brushed past me, "You're on your own." She declared.

Adam glared after his sister, before glaring at me. "What do you want, Mr. Promise Breaker Master Chef Empress?" He asked.

I raised an eyebrow, "Empress?"

He groaned, "You know, someone who tries to copy someone else?" He offered, looking annoyed.

I nodded, "Oh, an impressionist." I clarified.

He nodded, "Yeah, that too! What do you want?"

I sighed, walking over to him, "Well, I just thought I should apologize. I was trying to overstep my boundaries, and I broke a promise. Even though you were making mistakes, I should've let you do it yourself. I'm sorry Adam." I told him, holding out a hand. "Friends?" I asked.

He gave me a sceptic look, before the anger drained from his face and his bubbly happy face replaced it. "Yeah, friends." He grabbed my hand, and shook it. However, his grip on my hand was just tight enough that when he shook it, my whole body was pulled forward, and I lost my center of gravity. I fell forward and even though Adam had his grip on my hand, I found myself falling into him. Additionally, Adam's foot, which was the one that really was holding him from stumbling, moved back, and tripped over a lone piece of wood, which probably was from some kind of furniture when the robot was on a rampage.

Anyway, with his foot tripping and my whole body weight against him, we both fell on the ground, with me on top and him landing on his back. By 'on top' I literally mean that I was laying on top of him, head on chest and everything.

I lifted my head off of him, looking at his face. It was scrunched up in pain, which I could only assume was because his head had hit the floor. He groaned, and I found myself just frozen. My body wouldn't move, and I'm pretty sure that my brain wasn't working at that moment. My body was just stuck in that moment, and I found myself just enjoying it. I knew Adam was the strong man of the whole bionic team, and I've seen and participated in a few of his workout sessions, but I don't think I've ever been this close to him to see that this guy was built. I could feel his muscles underneath his thin t-shirt, and normally, I'd be frantic in getting away, but in this moment, I just wanted to lay here.

"Uh, Blake, you're looking at me funny again, and I really think it's cuz there is something on my face." Adam interrupted my thoughts, snapping me to attention. He was looking up at me from his laying position, not with disgust but with more concern.

I chuckled, "Adam, just cuz I'm looking at your face doesn't mean there is something on it." I told him. He laughed a bit, and I took that moment to realize that my face was hotter than ever. No doubt I was blushing like a tomato at this point.

"Hey guys, Davenport wants your help to clean...What's this?" Bree's voice sounded from behind us. My eyes widened, along with Adams and I scrambled to get off of him, my face probably redder than it was a few moments ago. Adam stood up too, and he adjusted his shirt, clearing his throat, "Uh, Bree, um, Blake and uh, friends, and um tripped?" He stumbled and stammered over his words, pointing at me, our hands and the floor with each word he said.

Bree crossed her arms, giving his a disbelieving look, before turning to Adam, "Go see Davenport. He needs help lifting the counters back up." She deadpanned.

Adam cheered, "Whoo! I love lifting counters!" He announced, before running off into the kitchen. I went to go follow him, but as I passed Bree, she grabbed my sleeve without looking, "Stay!" She commanded.

I stumbled backwards until I was in front of her. She gave me a stern look, before raising her eyebrows just slightly enough for me to break, "Okay, that was not what you think it was! Me and Adam were shaking hands and I guess he forgot about his bionics, and I fell forward and his foot got caught and we tripped and I fell on top of him, and then you came in." I explained so quickly that I think I made Bree jealous. I gave her a sheepish smile to top the whole thing off, but she saw right through it.

She nodded, "Uh huh, is that what happened?" She asked.

I nodded, "Yeah, that is what happened." I replied.

She nodded once again, "Okay, yeah, um sure, I'll buy your story, but only on one condition." She bargained. I nodded for her to continued, "Answer this question, honestly. Do you or do you not like Adam more than a friend?" Bree asked, giving me her stern look.

I sighed, holding my hand up a bit, "I think I like him a little more than I thought I did." I answered, honestly, with an extremely red face.

Bree grinned, breaking character as she bounced around me. "Oh my gosh! This is so great! But it's also disgusting because you like my brother. Ew!" She grimaced, but then she bounced again, "Oh I love cliches!" She announced.

I shook my head in embarrassment, but I held my hand out to stop her, "I didn't say I liked him like that. I'm not sure what it is." I told her, "I'm not sure it is a crush or anything like that. I just know that something changed and now I don't know what to think anymore." I explained.

She nodded, calming down a considerate amount, "Alright, I'll drop it for now then." She then pointed at me, glaring playfully. "But you better tell me the minute you figure it out, okay?" She asked.

I nodded, laughing a bit, "Sure Bree. I promise." I agreed.

Bree nodded, "Good, now lets go. We have a house to clean up." She stated, grabbing me and tugging me with her into the main room. Chase and Leo were already working on cleaning up the broken mess of a dinner table. Tasha and Rose were getting rid of all of the shattered glass by sweeping it up into bags, while Eddy dropped them down to the garage, like he usually did. Davenport and Adam, more so Adam, were lifting the counter back to it's original state. It looked like both of them were lifting, but really, we all knew it was Adam doing everything. It was just an act to make sure Rose didn't find out that they were bionic.

Tasha looked to us with a flustered look, "Oh good, you two can pick up all of the broken wood." She told us.

We nodded and we went right to work, but not without a word of warning from Rose about splinters. It took maybe about forty five minutes with all eight of us working for us to finish up and Davenport to order a pizza or two. We all crowded on or near the couch together, just waiting for the pizza man to arrive. Leo actually told us that he wanted to get something from his room, and disappeared. He was actually gone a long time, but none of us seemed to care that much.

Actually I think I cared the least, but mostly because the position I was in. We all were watching some comedy show that Chase was a fan of and with us being a group of seven, it was a pretty tight squeeze in the area. Chase was sitting against Tasha, like a son would to a mother, which I found a little touching. Davenport was next to her, while Rose was next to him. Bree was in between Tasha and Davenport's legs and Adam was next to her on her right. I was next to him, right by Rose's legs, and his arm was draped over my shoulder, like a friend would, but it didn't stop me from feeling embarrassed. I could've sworn that Bree was giving me a smug look once or twice during the show.

When it finished, we all had a bit of a chuckle, before Rose groaned, "Aw man, I am starving!" She announced.

This woman had great timing, since right after she said that, the doorbell rang. Davenport grinned, "Oh, that must be the pizza!" He stated, ready to get up. However, Leo's voice rang out. "I'll get it!"

The robot emerged from the hallway, and we heard Leo laughing in it. Tasha gave her son a exasperated look, "Leo, what are you doing in that thing?" She asked.

Leo opened the door, and with one look to the robot, the pizza man dropped the pizza onto the ground and ran away screaming. Leo picked it up and faced us, "Getting free pizza." He answered his mother, placing the pizza on the coffee table in front of us.

We all adjusted our bodies to get some of the food, while Leo went away quickly to change out of that stupid robot suit. Davenport should get rid of that thing, since it was sure to go haywire again, but hey, that was his million dollar equipment, not mine. He does what he wants with it.

I made sure to save a few slices for Leo, but it was kind of hard when Adam kept giving me that kicked puppy look, trying to cute his way into getting Leo's pizza, but I had to be strong. No amount of Adam attraction will beat me. Though I am glad that Leo didn't take as long to get undressed from the robotic suit than it took him to actually get into it. I almost gave in to Adam, but he came running out and started devouring his three slices. Of course, Adam whined a bit at the loss, so I found myself giving up my last piece to him, and I think he actually barked, like a dog.

Tasha, once she was finished eating turned to face the rest of us, "So, guys, progress reports are coming out next week. How worried should we be?" She asked, sternly. Rose and Davenport also gave us all expecting looks.

I shrugged, "Well, Chase you shouldn't worry about, since he is Mr. Perfectionist. Bree and I should be good, since we study and have a lot of the same classes. Leo and Adam, well, they've done their best." I explained, winking at the the latter two. They just stuck their tongues out at me, before brushing it off.

Tasha chuckled, but I could tell that she knew that I was telling the honest truth. Chase had his bio-brains, while Bree and I were average, Leo was just lazy, and Adam was uh…mentally impaired. Not stupid, but he wasn't the brightest crayon in the box.

Besides all of the acting around Rose and hiding from a rampaging robot, the day ended up being really quiet and nice. Something that ever since Leo and I discovered the lab and the bionics, was rare. So I enjoyed the time I had, spending time with my makeshift family. We may all not have the same blood running through us, but Davenport was the guy who helped my parents raise me. He was always around, so I already saw him as a second dad. Tasha, Leo and Rose were cool, and I knew them well enough to consider them family, and well, Eddy was a computer, but still I guess we can say he's the annoying cousin that no one really likes. Just add Adam, Bree, and Chase into the mix and there's my family.

Also, on a side note, I may have enjoyed the quiet 'family' time a bit more than I should have, but that was only because Adam decided to be as close to me as possible, the whole night. By the whole night, I mean that he passed out in the middle of a movie and his head somehow fell onto my shoulders and he was cuddling my arm, like it was a bear, so I was stuck there the entire night. I ended up falling asleep like that, but not that I minded.

This whole 'Adam' thing going on in my brain really made me hyper-analyze everything that he did. Whether it was just him waving or him saying something completely ridiculous, it just instantly brought a smile to my face. Maybe I should just accept it. Adam was just who my mind and heart were set on. Target locked. Just my luck too. I'm attracted to a bionic teenager who has the strength of fifty men and the brain the size of a walnut and the looks of a male model. Oh, and whose bionic heat vision nearly burnt my hands off, yeah, let's not forget that.

So yeah, he's pretty much perfect. Note the sarcasm.

Yeah, so much Blake X Adam in this chapter, it isn't even funny. It may seem like Blake is going way too fast for his feelings, but don't worry, I've got it under wraps.

So, next episode is Smart and Smarter. I'm thinking it might be good to skip the next three episodes after that. Don't worry, I'm not gonna get rid of them completely, but I'm moving them around in the story to best fit the situations in the plot.

That means the order will be Smart and Smarter, and then after that will be Back from the Future and then moving Chip Switch until a little later, and bringing Drone Alone up after the future Leo episode. So yeah, that's what my plan is, and if it changes, I'll let you guys know next time.

See you guys whenever I update next and sorry for the long wait for this one. I hope you enjoyed and please leave a review. I love hearing opinions, good, bad or indifferent.