A/N: Hi everybody! I'm back with another chapter! This one is a little more lighthearted and humorous. I hope you like it!

~The Breakfast Assault~

Disclaimer: I don't own Lab Rats

Douglas couldn't take it anymore. Yes, maybe in the heat of things he had been fine with it. And yes, maybe he had run off without a second glance. And yes, maybe this was technically all his fault, but Douglas still couldn't stand not knowing how his kids were holding up to it all.

Yes, Douglas still considered them his kids. His brother could take them away, raise them as his own, be the only fatherly figure they could ever remember; but they were still Douglas's.

Had Donnie searched high and low for the perfect candidates? No. Had Donnie spent years mastering the perfect technology to fit with their bodies? No. Had Donnie spent long nights planning out the life he would give his creations, creating a new home for them, raising them in a nurturing environment? No.

His brother had done absolutely nothing for the kids. He barley even treated them as his own! Locking them away in a basement all those years, what was the guy thinking?

Well Douglas didn't care what his brother had been thinking. He was going to see his kids again, and that was final!

Things were tense that morning.

No one smiled, no one laughed, no one chatted away about useless information.

Chase hadn't spat out a single fun fact during the entirety of breakfast. Adam hadn't flexed is muscles or thrown Chase across the room a single time.

Donald hadn't bragged a single word about his awesomeness, and Leo hadn't even touched his video game controller.

Everyone was still trying to work through the shocking events that had transpired two days ago. And Tasha, who still wasn't completely clear on details, was extremely stressed and worried with the thought that her son, her entire family, could have been killed.

The only one who seemed to be acting normal was Bree.

She sat at her usual place, called Caitlin to chat, ate some toast, texted her friends, complained that hash browns were too fatty, then sent an e-mail.

Her family might have considered this behavior odd, seeing as they all were still so emotionally stressed. But they weren't really in the position to care all that much.

It was this way that Douglas found his family when he burst in through the front door, flam-thrower gun thingy-well, flaming!

Everyone jumped up from the table.

"Danger alert! Danger alert! Danger alert!" shouted Eddy, appearing on the screen closest to the door, which Douglas quickly fried.

"Danger alert! Danger alert! Danger alert!" repeated Eddy, appearing on the screen on the fridge.

Thanks Eddy, you're always on alert, aren't you?" asked Bree sarcastically.

"Well, to be fair, you were all so engrossed in yourselves that you probably wouldn't have heard me even if I'd alerted you sooner," pointed out the emoticon. "So I decided to wait until he made hie big entrance. Danger alert! Danger alert! Wee-waa wee-waa, wee-waa-"

"We get it Eddy! Now stop making stupid alarm sounds! It's almost as annoying as you're normal voice."

"Ouch! Girly, You'd better watch it." Eddy disappeared and this time, he didn't come back.

"What do you want, Douglas?" asked Donald, stepping in front of his family and holding out his arm before them protectively.

"Hmm, a new car. A girlfriend would be nice. Oh, and one of those big tubs of whipped cheese."

"Stop messing around, Douglas!" snapped Chase.

"Oh, right," before anyone could react, Douglas whipped out a net gun and shot it at his brother, encasing him in a net of thick rope and throwing him to the ground, now fully detained.

"Well, now that that's taken care of, What'da ya say we get down to business?"

"What business?" asked Chase.

"Yeah, we don't want anything to do with you. You tried to make us evil!" added Bree.

"Well, now actually all I tried to do was take over your bionics, I never really stated what I was going to use them for."

"It doesn't matter. You were going to take away any chance at us having free will, which is a basic human right anyone should be able to have!"

"Yeah, boy wonder, which is why you have an override app."

"That's That's..." Chase faltered. "That's different!" he snapped.

"Sure it is. Look, I didn't come here to kidnap you, I just came you see how you were doing-"

"Really?" Even Adam looked unconvinced.

"Yes, 'really'! Is it so hard to believe a father might want to just check up on his kids?"

"With you, it is," snapped Leo.

"Besides, you're not our father. He is," Bree motioned to the struggling Mr. Davenport.

"Do we really need to through this again?" snapped Douglas. "I created you, I'm you're father. We clear now?"

"No, we're not clear! He's our father because he really cared for us! Like a father! Besides you're not actually our creator," Chase glared at Douglas.

"Yeah," said Bree. "We were human before you made us bionic. You didn't create us; you just enhanced our bodies."

"Yeah, and I did a pretty good job of that, too."

The teens rolled their eyes.

"Wow, you really are related," said Chase, speaking to Mr. Davenport.

"Look, I know none of you really want to talk to me right now-"

"Yeah, and you're right. We never want to see your face again!" exclaimed Bree.

"You abducted us!"

"You tried to make us your slaves!"

"Marcus almost killed me!"

The insults and accusations came out at too quick a speed for Douglas to register them all.

"Stop, stop!" he shouted at last. "Look, I know you think I'm horrible right now, but remember what I took you from! Without me you'd still be living with your sorry families, probably being abused or ignored as we speak!"

There was silence throughout the room.

"Look," Douglas took a step closer to the bionic teens-his bionic teens. "You have to realize that everything I did to you was for your own good. I never-"

Douglas was cut off by a loud 'thud!'

He wavered for a moment, then fell face forward, a bump forming on the back of his head.

Mr. Davenport stood over him holding a short baseball bat that had been on the couch.

"My brother never was able to tie a very secure knot," he grinned, showing them the untied rope laying on the floor.

Everyone stood in shock for a moment, then they all began to react at once.

"What did you do?!" exclaimed Bree, kneeling down by the unconscious Douglas.

"Oh relax, I didn't kill him or anything. How heartless do you think I am? He'll be fine in a few hours."

"Great, now what do we do now that we've got an unconscious serial killer laying on our carpet and a flam-throwing weapon by our toasted door?" asked Tasha in an exasperated voice.

"I say first we test out the flame-thrower to see if it works," started Eddy, appearing once again. "I volunteer Tasha to be the target."

"EDDY!" exclaimed the family.

"What? What?"

Donald sighed. "I guess we can lock him in a cell until we figure out what to do."

"You have a cell?!" shouted Leo.

"Oh Leo," Donald placed a hand on his step-son's shoulder. "I'm a billionaire inventor; I have everything."

"Except a clue," muttered Chase.

No one else heard him. Even if they had they wouldn't understand what he meant.

But Chase knew what he meant. And that was enough.

A/N: Sorry for short chapter with a kind of lame ending. I didn't want to end it too abruptly, but I didn't want to get into the content of the next chapter because that one will probably be a little deeper.

So anyway, replies!

Clarity665-Thanks! Yeah, I'm a fan of emotional stories. Which might be why I'm writing one...*gasp* shocker! Anyways, yippie! See you next review! If you review...you will, won't you? I'll be watching muhahaha! Ahem, I mean, hehe. Thank-you for your review!

TheMichiganWriter-You were? Cool! What did you see on your trip? And I'm going to go look that song up right now...come to the dark side...we have cookies. :D

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Waterlooroadbrat-Yay! I'm glad you're excited for unraveling events! I'm sorry this chapter is a little short, but I'm going to get on the next one ASAP!

Dirtkid123-Yeah, little Addy didn't have the best life. Will do! I'm glad you're liking this story so far!

Leo Corp-Yes, you did say Chase. How could you get those two mixed up? Adam is the nerdy, incredibly smart one and Chase is the bodybuilder! Ysheese. Keep your characters straight! XD I hope he's alright too. :)

daphrose-You're an older sibling? Me too! But I'm a girl, so I can't really imagine being in Adam's position. Especially since my family doesn't go on top-secret missions to save the world...or do we? Duh, Duh, Duh! Anyway, I hope Lenny's alright too! Wait, I'm the one writing this...I guess that means I should know. ^_^ Thanks for you review! I'm glad you liked the chapter!

Arya Scarlett 14-Yeah, poor kid. I hope you keep reading to see what happens to him!

And now, until later comrades! :)