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Capitulo XIII- Exoesqueleto
Leo and Chase presented themselves near dinnertime. However, they kept their space from each other with Chase giving Leo some small glares. Patience glanced at them wondering what argument could have let the two brothers fight. They seemed to be okay before they ran off to the lab. Perhaps it was a small dispute between them. Either way, Patience wanted to know what was upsetting them.
Grandma Rose greeted Mr. Davenport as he entered the great room. His eyebrows narrowed, glancing around. Bree lay on her back on the ground, crunching up. In his apron, Adam opened the oven with a mitten to check on the rose apples he and Patience prepared for dessert. Leo made his way over to him recognizing the appetizing scent.
Grandma Rose approached him in his still position. She remarked, placing her hands on her hips, "About time. I was beginning to think you were avoiding me."
"I was." His eyebrows shot up as he continued, "Uh, sick. I mean I was sick. I was feeling very ill, and I had a very important phone call." He added, "Uh, it's not nearly as important as you."
Rose chuckled, "Nice save."
"Thank you, I thought so." Mr. Davenport pointed at the bionic siblings, "Honey, what're Adam and Bree doing?"
Tasha rose from the couch, saying, "You mean our chef and trainer?"
He nodded, "That explains what they are doing."
"Dinner is ready. Dessert will be out in ten minutes," Adam announced. Patience sent him a thumbs up and he smiled to himself. He closed the oven and grabbed the cookbook upside down. He pretended to read the book until Leo flipped it to the right side.
Chase noticed the table had yet to be set. Considering the kitchen didn't smell like burnt food and the fire alarms hadn't rung, Patience must've been close to Adam's side to help. "Can I help?" questioned Chase.
Patience looked beside her, lowering the plate onto the stack. "Yeah. I have a stack of four you can take." She held the small stack out to him and asked, "Are you okay?" His eyebrows furrowed at her question. "You and Leo won't get three feet within each other."
He rolled his eyes recalling the events before. He took the stack from her, "No, he upstaged me on Mr. Davenport's call."
Patience took down another stack of four plates. She walked to the table and said, "Was it the conference call with buyers you were excited to present?"
"Yes, it's that one. He took my presentation and Mr. Davenport gave him the task of presenting the exoskeleton." Chase placed a plate on the charger. He continued with his story in a quiet voice as they set up the table.
