Lab Rats- Dawn

Quarantined

"Guys, I need to prep you for a very important mission, and to demonstrate Dawn and Leo--" Donald started but we started to cough at the mention of our names. "--Mission Specialist Dooley and Mission Specialist Analyst Davenport will be adding a little more audio-visual 'pizzazzle' to the usual snooze-fest." Leo swiped the tablet to display the fireworks on the console. Donald, Adam and Chase gave us looks whilst I shrugged "Hey, you want a show? Kick in the dough."
" Tonight I'm sending you to gather intelligence." Donald informed them. Chase looked at Adam and smiled "Oh, you hear that, Adam? You'd better bring a big basket."

"I was satellite-scouting industrial sites--" Leo displayed a warehouse on the screen "-- when I found this warehouse that I think is a front for environmental criminals. See these barrels?" Leo displayed barrels that were in the warehouse " They're full of toxic chemicals. They're expensive to dispose of properly, so they're probably just gonna dump them into the sea."
"Which could harm ocean life and obliterate the coastline." I elaborated. Out of the blue, Bree laughed hysterically, talking to someone - and that someone is probably Owen.
"Owen, you are so sweet. Yes, I will 'Bree' your valentine. See, he took my name and--" Bree turned to us. " Yeah, we got it." I said to her, bluntly.

"Even I got it. " Adam paused " I didn't get it."
"What is going on?" Donald asked us.

"She's talking to Owen again." I rolled my eyes at the name. Let's just say I find him annoying.
"He's an artist, and he claims that Bree is his muse." Chase added.
" Well, I for one, am not a-mused." Donald commented as Leo played the 'Wah-wah-wah' tone from his tablet and Adam and I laughed.
" Gimme that!" He snatched the tablet back and turned to Bree "And you, off the phone!"
" Ugh! Fine." she ended the call " Just tell us what you invented, what went wrong, and how long until it blows up." She groaned.
" Look, the police cannot bust these guys without evidence, so I need you to sneak in there and gather samples. Show 'em the barrel." I unveiled the barrel, taking the blue cloth off of it.

"Now, there's only one safe way to get the samples, and Leo..." "Ahem."
"Sorry- 'Mission Specialist Dooley'" he mocked Leo with a weird accent "- will demonstrate. First, take the canister and attach it to the spout. Push down and turn 45 degrees..." As he explained Leo was struggling to turn the canister so I turned it for him.
"...to create an airtight seal. Then pull the handle." Bree giggled again whilst she was texting. "LOL, Owen!"
"Bree!" Donald exclaimed at her.
" Come on! Why do I have to pay attention all the time? Strong. Smart. Fast." Bree said pointing at her brothers and herself at each adjective " Let's just do this already." She super speeded away but as she did, she slammed herself into the lab doors and fell onto the floor.
"Bree, how many times have I told you? No texting while super speeding!" Donald told her as I laughed and she glared at him.

...
We were in the lab to wake up the siblings from their sleep, by tapping against the capsule. Well, my dad did Leo and I were looking at something on the tablet. My dad figured out that something had happened last night during the mission.
"Wake up! I want a complete debriefing of what went wrong last night without any giggling when I use the word, 'debriefing.'" Leo and I started to chuckle whilst he sighed in disappointment because we giggled.
"Guys, you failed the mission. What happened?" He asked as Adam and Chase step out of their capsules. As Bree stepped out of her capsule, an alarm started to blare, rather loudly.
"Get back in your capsule! Get back in!" Bree hurriedly got back in her capsule, not knowing what was happening.
"The system is detecting a high level of contamination in Bree's capsule." Davenport fiddled with the console.
"What? That's ridiculous. How could my capsule be...? Ohh." Bree cut herself off as she came to the realization of what it might be. "Ohh, what? What is 'Ohh'?"