Nobody's POV"Great! Everything in the lab is officially useless, and I don't have enough money to repair it!" Donald groans as a device in his hand breaks.
"I know my mom didn't marry you for your money, but I haven't been putting with your antics for nothing." Leo says, making Donald glare at him.
"Mr. Davenport, take your time with the lab. I don't mind staying up here. Of course, it won't make up for living in a basement for sixteen years, but it's a start." Bree chuckles walking over.
"We don't have time. Your capsules have regenerative capabilities. They're crucial to your bionic infrastructures." Donald explains.
"Huh?" Adam asks, a confused look on his face.
"Let me help you. Capsule, good!" Chase mocks.
"But I haven't been in my capsule all week and I feel fine." Bree says with a shrug.
"Well, it's only a matter of time before your bionics go haywire." Donald sighs.
Adam: Do you know when exactly? Because I have a haircut on Tuesday and if I glitch in the chair, I'm just gonna end up like that train wreck." Adam groans pointing to Chase.
"I get it! I'm short, I look like a lady golfer, and I have a terrible haircut! What else you got?" Chase snaps glaring at him.
"How long do you have?" Adam asks with a smirk.
"Look, the longer you go without your capsules, the more likely you'll glitch, so don't use your bionics until I can get enough money to rebuild the lab. Besides, it's not you guys I'm worried about." Donald explains.
"Who are you worried about then?" Bree asks.
"Hey guys, check it out. Spin cleaning." Mia chuckles walking into the room and spinning around using her Rapid Gyration, accidentally crashing into a plant pot.
"Oh." Adam, Bree and Chase mutter, realising who Donald's worried about.
"Okay everybody, family meeting time." Donald says as his family sit in the living room, when Adam raises his hand.
"Adam, you don't have to raise to hand to speak, just talk." Donald sighs.
"Oh, I've got nothing to say, I'm just airing out my pits." Adam says, making everyone give him a look of disgust.
"Yeah, and you guys think I'm strange." Mia groans.
"The reason I called this family meeting is because we have to make some cutbacks in the family budget, starting with losing our cellphones." Donald explains, making everyone gasp.
"Did you not hear me?! I just moved out of of basement! I need this phone!" Bree shouts holding up her phone.
"I don't get it. Why is this happening?" Adam asks.
"Phone gone! We poor now!" Chase mocks in a caveman voice.
"Guys, stop complaining. This is what you do for family. You make sacrifices." Leo sighs, enjoying their frustration.
"This goes for you too." Donald adds.
"I barely know you people! I'm keeping my phone!" Leo shouts walking into the kitchen.
"Don't worry, me and Donald will be giving up our phones too." Tasha says walking up to Donald.
"Look the sooner we get money, the sooner we can get back to our normal lives. We just need cash. Ideas?" Donald explains.
"We could sell Chase." Mia suggests.
"We are not selling me!" Chase snaps glaring at her.
"Oh your right, no one would buy him." Mia mutters, making Chase glare at her even more.

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