The first, however many chapters, were originally in my Lab Rats oneshot book. I decided to make it its own thing. I somewhat rewrote the chapter I already posted on that. If you already read them, you don't have to reread them, but I tried to make...
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"Okay, guys," Mr.- Davenport started. "You have been trained for all kinds of missions. But you are about to enter a soul-bruising, confidence-crushing, apocalyptic environment: high school. Adam, Bree, your glitch test results are fairly stable."
"Yes! I'm going to school!" Bree said excitedly.
"I'm fairly stable!" Adam said with excitement.
"But, Chase, Chelsea, I am still concerned about your Commando App," Davenport said.
"Commando App?" Leo asked. "Put on some underpants. We're going to school."
"No, see, in the face of an imminent threat, the twin's Commando App kicks in and they become fearless brutes I like to call Spike and Spice. It's kinda like a fight-or-flight thing, except I took out the flight part, 'cause, useless. And I replaced it with a testosterone level of like a Tasmanian devil-wolverine-shark-lion hybrid that's mad. And when one goes off, so does the other."
"Don't worry, Mr. Davenport," Chase and Chelsea said.
"I promise that Spike," Chase said.
"Nor will Spice," Chelsea added.
"Will rear their ugly head."
"Oh, yeah?" Davenport asked sarcastically. "You mean like last Christmas when I made the mistake of giving Adam boxing gloves?"
~Flashback of the partially destroyed lab~
Spike threw a barrel across the room as Spice let out a low growl.
"Anybody else confused about the-don't-punch me rule?" Spike said. Adam frightfully looked up from where he was under Spike's foot. Bree and Donald look at each other and raise their weapons in an effort to defend themselves behind the overturned console.
~The flashback ends~
"Ugh, I'm still coughing up tinsel," Adam said.
"You know, letting Chase and Chelsea go to school isn't such a good idea. I can't risk Spike and Spice coming out," Davenport said.
"Oh, come on, Big D," Leo said. "Chase and Chelsea have to come. With these guys, I'll finally get a prime spot in the cafeteria. That's right, y'all. Put on your coats 'cause I'm about to ride your tail!"
"Don't worry," Adam said. "We'll make sure he stays out of trouble. Right, guys?"
"Yeah. It's one for all and all for one," Bree said. "Unless, of course, you guys make me look bad, in which case, I am dropping you lame-os."
"Mr. Davenport, we can't miss school," Chelsea said.
"This is the beginning of my academic achievements and career trajectory. I mean, the road to astronaut lawyer has to start somewhere," Chase said.
"Okay," Mr. Davenport sighed. "But I better not get a call from the art teacher saying that Spike ripped out her larynx. Actually, she wouldn't be able to say anything, because Spike ripped out her lar– The point is just keep him out of trouble."
