Arcane (Chase Davenport)

Chapter Two: Speed Trapped Part One

I paced back and forth in the lab as Adam stuck packages of candy inside his jacket, Bree filing her nails as she propped her legs up on a table. I hissed in pain as I looked down at my thumb, realizing that I had been nervously biting them practically down to the bone.

Everyone turned their heads as Chase ran out of the elevator, a wide grin on his face "Tonight's the night!" He started speeding right past me and spun around. "The new frozen yogurt shop is opening! Fifty-two flavors, and four of them are sugar free." Bree paused from filing her nails, slowly turning to her brother, who scoffed. "Oh, who are you kidding? You passed out when you first discovered nail polish."

Bree shrugged as Adam giggled to himself, walking over to us. "I've heard of those yogurt places. They get you by charging extra for toppings. So, I'm bringing my own." Adam unzipped his large jacket, revealing well over a dozen toppings. Chase's eyes widened in unamusement. Adam chuckled. "You don't wanna even know whats in my pockets." He said as he slapped them, a pop echoing in the lab as Adam yelled. "Ah! Hot butterscotch-- hot butterscotch!" He waddled away as I hummed biting my other thumb as Bree frowned.

"Are you alright, Ness? You've gone through three fingers." She asked as my brows raised and I looked over at her, nodding.

"Huh? Yeah. Oh yeah I'm dandy. Peachy, if you will. Never been better." I lied and frowned, biting another nail.

"You've been pacing and biting your nails all day. What's going on?" Chase asked as I shook my head.

"It can wait. Today is just a day of fun and relaxation. Fro-yo, am I right?" I forced a laugh as Bree and Chase shared a concerned look as Mr. Davenport walked in with Leo.

"Sorry, you guys are coming home straight after school. So no flavors, no fro-yo, no hanging with the bros, peeps, and homies." I slowly turned from Chase and Bree to look at Mr. Davenport, frowning.

"'Bros, peeps and homies'? No... just... don't." Bree waved a hand at her dad as he rolled his eyes.

"And what do you mean no fro-yo? I've been freaking out all day, man! I want my yogurt!" I argued as Mr. Davenport raised his hand up, watching my fingers sparkle with electricity.

"What's got you in sucha grouchy mood? Did they run out of human foot stools at the rich guy club?" Leo joked with a frown as Mr. Davenport glared at him.

"Did all of you forget that Marcus found the lab yesterday? He could have discovered their bionic secret." Mr Davenport reminded as I raised a finger up.

"By "their bionic secret' you mean Adam, Bree, and Chase's, right? Because we all remember that 14-year old boy that hacked into your homemade Pentagon." I said as Mr Davenport nodded.

"Right. Vanessa, your bionics should be safe, but Marcus did see four capsules, so I hope he thinks it Leo--" Mr Davenport paused, slowly turning to the boy, who grinned. "Maybe it would be better if they did know about your bionics."

"Hey!" Leo frowned as Mr Davenport raised his hands defensively.

"Leo, it's not that Mr Davenport would be the one to say that capsule its yours... You just... don't look like you have bionics." I smiled softly, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Look the bottom line is... I'm going to be keeping a tighter leash on you four. And Leo, because I can't always be there, you have to step it up and do a better job of watching out for them." Davenport stated as Leo nodded.

"No problem, Big D. I may have let one goon get too close, but I won't let any more Marcuses slip through the cracks. From now on you can call me the enforcer!" Leo stood like a hero as we all frowned at him and shook our heads.