Can I Borrow The Helicopter?

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OUTFIT

(Y/N) POV

Adam, Bree, Chase, and I are in the lab Bree is on the phone with Caitlin while Adam and Chase follow her around and laugh "Caitlin, calm down, okay? Calm down."

"Yes, Caitlin, calm down!" Chase walks over to her and squats down to mock Bree

"Stop" Bree squats Chase away

Adam squats down behind Bree's chair "Yeah, you need to CHILL OUT!" Adam and Chase laugh while giving each other a handshake.

Bree scoffs and gets up out of the chair and walks over and stands next to me "Uhh! Hey, Rodney breaks up with you every two weeks. That is, like, totally normal. No! No, don't cry, don't cry." I can hear Caitlin screams over the phone "Okay, scream. Screaming is good."

Chase walks over and stands next to Bree "Screaming is so good." Adam and Chase take turns making shrieking noises and laughing

Bree turns to Adam and Chase "I am so sick of you!" she then starts talking to Caitlin "No, no, no! I'm not sick of you, Caitlin. Maybe Rodney just needs some space."

"Yeah, maybe Rodney's an astronaut!" Chase shouts into the phone

Adam starts laughing "Yeah, maybe he dumped Caitlin for a one-eyed Martian girl!"

"Caitlin, hold on!" Bree walks into her capsule

"Ooh!" Chase cooed while I zapped him on the shoulder "Ow! What was that for?"

"Leave her alone can't you see she's on the phone" I motioned my hand toward Bree who was silently laughing at Adam and Chase through the soundproof capsule and goes back to her call.

Chase looks at Adam then steps towards the console "I got this." He pushes some buttons on the console and Bree's phone goes flying into the capsule's ceiling with a bang. Adam and Chase laugh. "I love magnets!" Bree unsuccessfully reaches for her phone

Bree grabbed ahold of my hand and stormed with stairs towards the living room while Adam and Chase follow behind us "Mr. Davenport, I cannot stand them anymore. Can they please go live in your warehouse?"

Mr.Davenport chuckles from the couch he is sitting on "Bree, the warehouse is where I keep my explosive chemicals."

"Like I said, can they please go live in your warehouse?" Bree says motioning to the boys while Chase starts to once again mock her.

Tasha turns over to Mr. Davenport "Well, Donald, she is getting older. She needs privacy like Y/n. Why don't you give her one of your extra rooms? You have like fourteen."

Davenport starts to get up from the couch "Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. I do not have any extra rooms."

"You have a pool table room, bumper car room, arcade room, surf simulator room, not to mention a room full of mirrors!" Tasha shouts back at him while she stays sitting on the couch.

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