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As it turned out, Adam had maxed out his super strength without Chase and Emilia knowing, leaving them surprised when the boy was ripping the back of chairs off, and knocking tables down just by touching it. They were back at the lab, as Adam was examining the capsule door, with the other two watching him.
"I can't believe you maxed out your strength after I specifically told you not to." Chase sighed, moving to stand behind the control panel. "In my defense, you telling me what to do is like a monkey telling a hedgehog what to do- it's ridiculous." Adam replied, making the two sigh at him. "But it would make an awesome buddy cop movie."
"Can we just please get this over with?" Emilia asked with a slight groan, before Chase nodded along. "Yeah. I gotta get back to school. It's Karaoke Day in Latin Class and I'm singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star." He explained his reason. Adam and Emilia furrowed their brows at the boy as he began singing. "Scintillat scintillat paulo stella..."
With Emilia hunched over bursting into laughter, Adam rhetorically asked. "You do know Emilia's too good for you, right?"
Chase looked down at Emilia before turning back to his brother. "Yeah? Well, when you get a girlfriend, yours is gonna have to cut your food, so we're even. Get in your capsule." He sassed.
As her laughter died down, Emilia stood back up straight, taking deep breaths to stop herself from laughing anymore.
"All right, reducing super strength in three, two, one..." Chase said, clicking on the control desk before pressing a button. "All right, we should probably test it out to make sure that you're back to normal. Come here." He told his brother.
Adam followed the couple before they stopped so Chase could explain. "This is made out of ultra-strength titanium. Think you can break it?" The taller boy nodded. "Sure, stand still while I smash it over your head."
"Adam!" Emilia scolded. "He meant with your hand." She reminded the boy who replied. "Not as fun, but okay." Adam moved forward with an exhale before throwing his fist onto it, making him furrow his brows, when it did nothing. He groaned, turning to the others. "Ah, I'm back to normal. Now, I'm only a hundred times stronger than you. Guess I'm gonna have to hit you more often to make up for it." He sighed.
Shaking his head, Chase told him. "You really don't have to."
Adam slapped him on the shoulder softly. "Oh, that's sweet. But I really do." As Adam started following Chase, Emilia sighed and rolled her eyes before she ran to jump on Adam's back with a yell. "Stop hitting your brother!"
