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Episode Tag to:Adam Up

Chronicle017

Chapter:Quantum

Password: *************

Date: 08.17.2013

Time: 2:03 PM

How's this for a math problem:

If Leo, Bree and Chase vaporize Adam clones in a rate of 7.5 clones per hour, averaging 2.5 each, how long will it take for them to clear out all of them?

Answer: Three days, because the clones had spread in a rate of 3 per 17.7 miles an hour.

Man. Vaporizing Adam clones was probably both the most exciting and the most exhausting thing I have ever done in my life. Exciting, because Bree, Chase and I get to be students by day, clone hunters by night for at least three days. Exhausting, because, come on. Let's face it. Three teenagers versus a search radius of one whole city in California? And only one of us has the necessary bionics of super speed?

I'd add the mountain pile of homework we have into that equation, but even the brightest mathematician wouldn't want to be overwhelmed like that.

I admit. Adam and I should have really reconsidered making that deal with Eddy. I don't know what made me think we can outsmart him. He has an uncanny ability to plan our demise to the T. It doesn't help either that he seems to have—no, he has an unhealthy obsession of getting all of us in trouble. That program has jealousy issues that he really has to work on.

The search kept us on our feet for a good part of the week. Big D and Mom are coming home tonight, and we didn't really want to give them any reason to add more to our insanely long list of punishments. Not only that, but we already had one close call with Principal Perry seeing duplicate Adam. We unanimously agreed that one witness, if we were ever to be found guilty and put on house arrest, should be our limit.

I also feel bad, because I spent so much time away from Pascal. I mean, what happened to Beyoncé upsets me, of course (and mark my words when I say that I will consider putting a lock on my door from now on), but with that little hamster…it's just different. He's still mopey. When I first brought Beyoncé in, he was very amused. He probably thought he was the one getting a new pet, which was okay. He's feeling dandy, and that's cool with me.

But last Monday, before Adam even took his goldfish away from him, Pascal went back to being inactive again. He would just sit there and stare at me. I'd give him something to eat, but, as always, he'd just sniff it and turn away.

Then, always before I leave with Bree and Chase, he would scoot, exactly one space forward, like he wants to come with me. I tried to take him once, but the way he stared told me that he wouldn't go. I opened his cage and all. I even put my hand beside him so he can leap into my palm like he usually did.

He just kept staring at me.

I thought about calling Mom and asking her if we can take him to the vet, but I know what he's going to say. No use spending all that money on a person who'd tell me something I will refuse to believe.

Plus, he's doing a bit better now, all thanks to another person who I would never in a million years ask help from (actually, I didn't ask her for her help, but you know what I mean).

I guess I better write down how it went down in the very likely case that I don't make it out alive tonight.

Thursday afternoon, when Chase and I were working on recharging the zappers, the doorbell rang. I knew he and Bree had been stuck taking care of Principal Perry's little monster, and I've heard some awful stories about her, but I didn't really pay much attention to it. I've only gotten a glance of her, since I pretty much wheeled Adam out of the room the day of the clone incident once Principal Perry was distracted. You know. Out of sight, out of mind thing.

So Chase looked at me with a frown. Then, he checked the clock on Big D's cyber desk. He groaned.

I asked him what the problem was. He told me that he'd let me have a go at the new simulator without telling Big D about it if I manage to convince Principal Perry that he and Bree will not be able to babysit that night.

I didn't really want to do it, and I told him, because reasoning with Principal Perry is near impossible to do.

Chase threw in the offer of letting me have a go at the simulator for the rest of the week, and I was sold.

I really shouldn't have done it.

I opened the door, ready to face Principal Perry with a really solid excuse that should get Bree and Chase off-duty for a while, and all I found was the girl with her back on me.

Her first words to me, or at least to whom she thought were Bree and Chase, as she turned around was enough to convince me that I really got the worse end of the deal. "Alright, you rainbow-colored buffoons—" she said, and then stopped.

She gazed at me for a long time. You could have heard crickets; it was that long. The first look she gave me was a scowl. Then, when she realized that I wasn't who she thought I was, her expression went blank. Then it changed to curiosity. At one point she almost smiled, but she changed it back immediately to just plain staring, like the kind that makes you feel as if you're standing in front of Hannibal Lecter himself.

"Hello?" I asked more than said.

She opened her mouth to speak, but she looked unsure of how to go from there.

I tried hard not to narrow my eyes. "You must be Carrie," I said in an attempt to break the ice. I even offered my hand for her to shake. "I'm Leo. I'm Bree and Chase's stepbrother."

She acted super weird after that. She didn't take my hand but just looked at it. I was starting to get a bit offended, and then bam! It hit me.

Literally.

She punched me on the arm, and for a minute I thought she actually knocked one of my limbs off. I was in agony, clutching near my right shoulder where she swung, as I watched her run down the driveway.

I was rolling back and forth on the floor when I noticed Bree squatting near me. "Is that how she usually greets people?" I asked her.

Bree shook her head. "No," she said.

"Then what's up with Hulk Smash?" I asked, stopping to look up at her.

Her smile widened when she chuckled. "I think she has a crush on you."

I stared at her in horror. "What?"

"Huh. Leo and Carrie. Larrie," Bree said. She grinned at me. "I ship it."

She couldn't have given me worse news than that. Well, she could, but it was still enough to push me to the edge of a mental breakdown. I mean, Carrie Perry? Larrie? Come on!

It was pretty much showing during our night hunt. I kept feeling that someone was following us. Not in that 'we're in danger' sort of way back when Captain Eyebrows and Uncle Dougie kept their surveillance on us. It was more of a 'someone's behind us and it's making me extremely uncomfortable' sort of way, especially when we tracked down that one hip hop dancer Adam trying to escape from us through a dark alley.

Chase probably picked up on it easily, but he didn't ask until we were home.

Of course, Bree was more than happy to oblige to tell them what happened.

It wasn't very long of a story, not to mention very amusing, but somehow Adam and Chase found it very hilarious.

I told them it wasn't funny. I held Chase accountable and asked him what I should do.

"Well," Adam said while wiping off a tear, "I'll tell you what I'll do. The same thing you did when Caitlin was obsessing over me: laugh."

Then, of course, they laughed some more. And joked some more. Chase was even so entertained by my misery that he started crying from laughing too much.

Do I even need to say it? Adam and Bree cracked up more.

"Heartless, all of you," I told them as I left for my room. "Just…heartless."

I thought that was the end of it. It wasn't.

I came into my room, and all the lights were on. Honestly? It freaked me out, especially when I heard squeaking, like some bolt was turning. So far, we've only had less than five enemies, but all of them had been dangerous. I wasn't going to take my chances, especially since Pascal was in the room.

So I grabbed Mom's Minnie Mouse umbrella from the hallway, and held it up like a bat as I walked back inside the room.

I nearly dropped it when I saw her holding Pascal, petting him as she made him drink what looked like milk from a tiny bowl.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

She didn't startle easy, which was a good thing because she could have dropped him. She just watched while I took Pascal away from her. For a while, she looked a little confused and flustered. Then, she took a deep breath. I really thought she was going to start screaming. "I was feeding your pet, you…" She thought about what to call me but came up with nothing. She groaned out of frustration after about five seconds. "Forget it. Anyways, the hamster's sick and it was starving. Thinking people would have figured to do what I did."

"Are you calling me stupid?"

"Are you calling me tomorrow night?"

"Wha—No!"

"Well, you better," she said, crossing her arms. "I just bought your pet more days. You owe me a milkshake and a burger. Throw a movie in there, too, while you're at it."

"How about I owe you a showing out of the door?" I asked, ushering her out of my room.

"I fed your stupid little hamster, and this is the thanks I get?"

"Yes. Bye now!"

She turned around with a ticked off expression on her face once she was out. "Change your mind, pip squeak. Or else!"

"Or else what?"

She crossed her arms again, and then smirked. "Or else Aunt Terri will hear a boatload of complaints about your stepsiblings," she said.

I took out my phone. No way was I getting bullied into a date with that little psycho maniac. "Would you like me to dial her number, or are you going to dial it yourself?"

She wasn't very impressed about that. She scowled at me for a while, and then she stomped on my foot.

It felt like a ton of bricks fell on it. For a small girl, she could really do some serious damage.

The next day at school, I just ignored her. And avoided her. And pretty much did everything that's humanly possible so she wouldn't know I was there.

I mean, yeah—it's nice to know that someone likes me. For a guy, that's a major confidence boost—not that I need one. But taking into account that it's a Perry that likes me? It's…weird. Wrong. A little disturbing, even.

The last I saw of her was yesterday, right before lunch. She had Bree and Chase by their collars, barking at them about something I didn't even bother listening to because I was in a hurry to get out of her line of sight.

I didn't figure out what she was up to until later on that afternoon, when all four of us were home. Bree and Chase were being suspiciously nice to me. They asked me what I wanted, what I needed help with. They even asked their 'reasonable little brother' for an honest assessment on their performances in the simulator. Adam and I were stumped as to why. Overdone flattery has never been the way they rolled.

I finally asked them what was going on, while we were eating dinner together.

Bree started out with a strained chuckle. "Well…You remember Carrie, right? Nice little girl? With the cute nerdy glasses and the bangs?"

I told her that I remembered a Carrie, but the one I knew was nowhere near nice.

"She…" Chase attempted to say that she is but failed. "You just have to get to know her better."

"Yeah!" Bree agreed. "Oh, hey! That's a great idea. Leo, why don't you take Carrie to see that movie you've been wanting to see? She's new in town. That would be a great opportunity to meet her and show Principal Perry that you're not so bad after all!"

I saw it immediately. The guilt on their faces was giving out all kinds of tells. "What did you guys just do?" I yelled. "I'm your little brother, and you pimped me out?"

Bree and Chase gave up on their fake smiling and finally told me what happened. Chase was the first one to apologize. He told me that Carrie offered them a deal. She would tell Principal Perry that she's good on her own and that she didn't need to be tailed by the 'loser twins' anymore if they're able to talk me into going out with her. Bree was the one who pleaded that I do it for them. Apparently, Carrie's been extra cranky and frustrated, therefore the more annoying and cruel she was towards them.

"Come on, Leo. Please. It's one date," Chase said. "We're going to owe you a lot after this."

Bree agreed.

I wanted to say no. Of course I did. Then Bree mentioned a deal breaker. It turns out, Little Miss Sunshine threatened to tell our parents that she saw us 'eliminate' Adam's twin brother at one of the alleys. They tried to tactfully brush her off, but she said she had proof on her phone. The only way it would be deleted was if I come with her to a stinking date.

I have no choice but to agree. We'd be in such a big trouble if Big D and Mom found out what we did. Not only that, but it could make us all look suspicious. It'd call the kind of attention that we don't want and, well, we don't want that.

So, yeah. The stunt that Adam and I pulled a few days ago boiled down to the most awful Saturday ever. Pascal's fed, I'm dressed, and I'm feeling rather hopeless. I tried to hurry Chase into reconstructing the cell replicator before this afternoon, but it's not doable. I broke the cell splicer in the process, when I tossed it off the table, and it wouldn't be fixed for three more hours. Which means I'd be in the middle of this babysitting job—because I REFUSE to call it a date—with no way out.

Oh, dang it. Five minutes before that brat comes.

I could really use a clone right now.

Signed,

Leo Francis Dooley

End of Chapter Quantum

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Date: 08.17.2013

Time: 6:10 PM

In Adam Up, what did Principal Perry think Bree's and Chase's names were? Either set of names will be accepted :)

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