𝚃𝚑𝚎 4 𝙳𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 • 𝙻𝚊𝚋 𝚁𝚊𝚝𝚜 •

Space Elevator

Nobody's POV

"Heads up, we got a visitor coming." Donald says as he walks into the common area.

"Is it a government agent coming to take us away?" Adam asks nervously.

"Our secret has been out for a year, why would they take us away now?" Chase asks giving him a strange look.

"Let's just say I've done some things." Adam mutters, receiving odd looks back.

"You've done some things? I don't even know where to start with my record!" Mia scoffs.

"It's my chief scientist Dr. Ryan. He's the smartest man I've ever worked with." Donald says.

"Ahem!" Chase scoffs, making it clear he's offended by Donalds comment.

"Oh, you're right. I'm sorry. I'm the smartest man I've ever worked with. Dr. Ryan was head of his class at MIT. And he's been Davenport Industries employee of the month twice. That has never happened. But, except, of course for me." Donald explains with smirk.

"You named yourself employee of the month at your own company? I think you love you a little too much." Leo mutters giving him a strange look.

"It's not because I love myself, it's because I'm better than everyone else." Donald replies, just as a man dressed like a surfer walks out of the hydra loop.

"Hey heeey! What's up dudes, lady dudes." The surfer dude chuckles.

"This is your esteemed chief scientist?" Bree asks turning to Donald.

"And, employee of the month, got the parking space and everything. I don't drive, but my mom uses it when she picks me up. That's right, twenty-eight, still livin' rent-free in my parents' basement. Jealous?" Dr Ryan chuckles.

"Nope." Bree says before walking off.

"Dr. Ryan is here to construct and test Davenport Industries' new space elevator." Donald explains.

"Ah - space elevator?!" Chase yells storming over.

"You see, this is why people are out of shape, you should build space stairs." Adam scoffs.

"It's a highly-advanced transport that climbs a tether all the way to our space stations. Since it's held up by gravity, we can resupply without ever using a rocket." Dr Ryan explains, a confused look on Chase's face.

"Chase, you look confused and/or constipated. Do you have a question?" He asks with a smirk.

"Yes! Why is he working on this!? The Space Elevator was my project, I've been working on it for years!" Chase yells.

"Yes, but I had to pass it off so you could focus on being a mentor. Don't worry, Dr Ryan is working off your research." Donald replies.

"You gave him my research?!" Chase screams, an angry look on his face.

"Oh, this is just too funny." Mia chuckles, receiving a glare back from Chase.

"Mr Davenport, you can't let him do this!" Chase pleads turning to Donald.

"Check his résumé Chase, he's one of the greatest minds of our time." Donald says as he looks over to Dr Ryan.

"Ha, ha! I just designed a photo app that puts your face on a dogs butt." Dr Ryan chuckles as he holds out his phone, which shows a picture of Chase on a dogs butt.

"Ah, no argument here, this guy's a genius." Adam chuckles as he looks at the phone.

"So that'll be the launchpad for the Space Elevator. What do you think?" Donald asks as he shows Dr Ryan the launchpad by the living quarters.