Freak

The Rats Strike Back

"Another successful mission! Sure you guys blew a lot of stuff up, but hey, that's the city's problem now." Donald said as the bionic trio walked into the lab, exhausted.

"Uh, I am so exhausted. I can't wait to just stand up, and go to sleep." Bree said as Chase sat down and Adam laid down on top of the console.

"Well, you guys get your rest. My big NASA presentation is this week, and we still have to complete training on my gravity propulsion belt." Donald said.

"I don't know what that is, but it sounds like it does a lot more than hold up my pants." Leo said as he and Jodie walked up to Donald.

"This is a huge contract. If NASA buys this, astronauts will be able to spacewalk anywhere in the galaxy. They'll probably name a moon after me, or a planet! Things are gonna land on me! Ha ha! I'll see you guys bright and early in the morning." Donald said, the last part to the four superhumans.

"Wait, tomorrow? No, no. That's not gonna work. I planned an awesome cyberpong tournament. I made nicknames and everything. I'm 'Kingpong'." Leo said.

"I was gonna have a Spider-Man and pizza day tomorrow. I can't skip on that again." Jodie said.

"And tomorrow's the Teen Fiancee marathon on TV. I didn't think it was possible, but I actually found a group of people who's lives are more pathetic than mine." Bree said.

"Yeah, and I was gonna have a spa day. According to one of Bree and Jo's girly magazines... I have cankles." Adam said.

"And I was gonna get a headstart on my homework." Chase said, causing everyone to look at him. "I mean, play sports and talk to girls" Chase corrected.

"All right. Look, none of that is happening. This stuff is important." Donald said to the five teens.

"What makes your stuff more important than ours?" Jodie asked as all five stood in front of Donald.

"Uh, cause my stuff can make a billion dollars. Yeah, so, when you're the boss, you can make the rules. But until then, I am the king of Davenportia, and you will all do my bidding. Ha ha ha ha- Oh! Ow!" Donald said as he walked out of the lab, but got caught on the doors.

"Man, this stinks." Leo said once Donald had left.

"Why do we always have to do what he wants us to do?" Bree asked.

"Weren't you listening? The man is king!" Adam said.

"Hey! Maybe you guys should do what those hotel workers downtown did. You know, strike." Leo suggested.

"Okay." Adam said and hit Chase.

"Ow! What was that for?" Chase asked.

"Leo said strike." Adam answered.

"Strike?" Jodie said, considering it.

"Ow!" Chase said as Adam hit him again

"What's a strike?" Bree asked looking at the duo.

"Stop it!" Chase said as he stopped Adam from hitting him again.

"It's when employees refuse to work, until they get better working conditions, like more days off." Leo explained.

"Or in our case, a day off." Jodie continued.

"Hey, that's a great idea. I say we all strike!" Chase said, making the other four hit him. "Oh, come on!" Chase continued.

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"♪ Fiddily-diddily-diddily-di ♪ Fiddily-diddily ♪  Greetings people of Davenportia. It is I, king Donald, here to train thee. Ha ha!" Donald said as he walked into the lab the next morning.