𝚃𝚑𝚎 4 𝙳𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 • 𝙻𝚊𝚋 𝚁𝚊𝚝𝚜 •

Commando App

-No One's POV-

"Okay, guys, you have been trained for all kinds of missions. But you are about to enter a soul-bruising, confidence-crushing, apocalyptical environment: high school. Adam, Bree, Mia, your glitch test results are fairly stable." Mr Davenport explains.

"Yes! I'm going to school!" Bree shouts punching the air with her fists.

"I'm fairly stable!" Adam shouts.

"I'm finally doing something right!" Mia shouts hi-fiving Adam.

"But, Chase, I am still concerned about your Commando App." Mr Davenport says turning towards Chase.

"Commando App? Put on some underpants, we're going to school!" Leo says.

"No, see, in the face of an imminent threat, Chase's Commando App kicks in and he becomes a fearless brute I like to call Spike. It's kinda like a fight-or-flight thing, except I took out the flight part, 'cause, useless. And I replaced it with a testosterone level of like a tasmanian devil-wolverine-shark-lion hybrid that's mad." Mr Davenport explains.

"Don't worry, Mr. Davenport. I promise that Spike won't rear his ugly head." Chase says.

"Oh, yeah? You mean like last Christmas when I made the mistake of giving Adam boxing gloves?" Mr Davenport says.

"Ugh, I'm still coughing up tinsel." Adam groans punching his chest.

"You know, letting Chase go to school, isn't such a good idea. I can't risk Spike coming out." Mr Davenport says.

"Oh, come on, Big D. Chase has to come. With these guys, I'll finally get a prime spot in the cafeteria. That's right, y'all. Put on your coats 'cause I'm about to ride your tail!" Leo chuckles.

"Don't worry. We'll make sure he stays out of trouble. Right, guys?" Adam says.

"Yeah. It's one for all and all for one. Unless, of course, you guys make me look bad, in which case, I am dropping you lame-os." Bree says.

"Don't worry about it Bree. I'm gonna be the three C's: Calm, Cool, and Collected." Mia says.

"Your freaking out on the inside aren't you?" Bree asks, knowing her little sister way too well.

"I feel like electricity is bursting inside my stomach!" Mia shouts.

"Mr. Davenport, I can't miss school. This is the beginning of my academic achievements and career trajectory. I mean, the road to astronaut lawyer has to start somewhere." Chase says, once again reverting back to nerd talk.

"Okay. But I better not get a call from the art teacher saying that Spike ripped out her larynx. Actually, she wouldn't be able to say anything, because Spike ripped out her lar- The point is just keep him out of trouble." Mr Davenport says addressing the last part to everyone.

"Hey, look what I found." Adam says pulling out his red boxing gloves.

He starts swinging his fists around and accidently hits Chase in the chest, knocking him to the floor and getting a glare from Donald. Adam backs away in fear and ducks behind Bree and Mia.

"Look, I'm sorry, but if he's that close to the gloves, it's gonna happen." Adam sighs.

"Okay, you guys. That's Principal Perry. She has the temperament of a junkyard dog stuffed into a really bad pantsuit."

"Hey, you! No tounge rings in school! Don't try to hide it. I will take a metal detector to your face!" Perry shouts as various students wall by."

"This is it. My chance for romance. On TV, the new girl always drops her books and the cute guy with the soulful eyes picks them up." Bree says dropping her books on the floor. The books land on a boys foot and he glares at Bree.