Memory Wipe

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Adam, Bree, Chase, Leo, and I walk up to the front door of the house. "We are gonna be in so much trouble with Mr. Davenport. We're two hours past curfew, and lights are already off." Chase says.

"We are bionic teenagers who go on top-secret missions. I'm pretty sure we can sneak past an out-of-shape, middle-aged man." Bree says.

"All right, well, just to be safe, I'll use my bionic vision to scan inside," Chase says. Chase uses his bionics to scan inside the house and it appears to be empty. "All clear. They must be asleep."

"Good, but we've got to be super quiet," Leo says.

"Sneakin' in after curfew. This'll totally boost my bad boy cred." Chase says. We all give him a look. "Tippy toes, people, tippy toes."

"Spoken like a true bad boy," I say. We all enter the house and quietly sneak our way to the lab.

"Busted!" Mr. Davenport shouts, turning on the lights. We all scream and turn around to see Mr. Davenport becoming visible after taking off his invisibility cloak. We all scream again. "Ha!"

"I don't get it! I scanned the room!" Chase says.

"Mm-hmm, and I foiled you with my invisibility cloak! Again I say, ha!" Mr. Davenport says.

"Well, you got us. Good night." I say. We try to walk away but Mr. Davenport stops us.

"Freeze!" Mr. Davenport shouts. "You are all grounded. Three weeks."

"What?!" Leo exclaimed.

"That's not fair," Chase says.

"Come on!" Bree says.

"You're evil," I say.

"Is that all you got?" Adam says.

"Look, you guys have no idea what it's like raising teenagers." Mr. Davenport says.

"He can't ground me if he can't see me!" Adam says. Adam starts running, grabs a blanket from the couch, and runs into the front door. "I didn't grab the invisibility cloak, did I?"

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"I hate being grounded. Is the three weeks over yet?" Adam asks as the five of us play a card game in the lab.

"It hasn't even been a day," I say. Mr. Davenport runs into the lab.

"Guys! Guys! Guys! I did it! I finally did it!" He says excitedly.

"Graduated to big boy shoes?" Leo asks.

"No. I finally achieved something I have wanted my whole life." Mr. Davenport says. "I won the presidential medal for scientific achievement!"

"Mm. That's great." Chase says.

"Yeah, I think I got one of those for doing pull-ups in gym class," Adam says.

"I don't think so." Mr. Davenport says.

"Oh, yeah, you're right. It was push-ups." Adam says.

"This is the highest honor a scientist can receive. My picture's gonna be plastered online and offline." Mr. Davenport says. "If there's a line, my face is gonna be on it."

"What did you win it for?" I ask.

"My neural scrambler." Mr. Davenport says, pulling out a small device. "This thing is going to revolutionize the field of neurology."

"Huh?" Adam asks, confused.

"The brain," Chase says.

"Ohh!" Adam says.

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