Adam, Chase, Chelsea, and Leo were playing video games in the living room.
"Yes! Totally gonna make it to the final level!" Chase said.
They stopped playing and sighed. "I just wasted three hours of my life getting to that level. I'm never playing Mental Chaos again," Leo said.
"Me neither," Chase and Chelsea said simultaneously.
"Me neither," Adam said.
"Again!" they all said.
Tasha walked in and said, "Leo, will you stop playing that game? It is nothing but a huge time-waster that is going to rot your brain."
Donald walked in. "Ooh, Mental Chaos! I got next!" he said.
"Donald! I was just telling Leo that he's playing too much," Tasha said.
"Huh, you're telling me," Davenport said. "He almost beat my high score."
"I'm just saying, this game is affecting him. Last week he tried to pause me. Twice!" Tasha said, causing everyone to laugh.
"That'd really come in handy," Davenport said. "If it wasn't so wrong. Okay. Leo, what else are you interested in?"
"Well, I keep telling you I'd love to work with you in the lab," Leo said.
"Yeah, and I keep telling you I don't wanna die in a fiery explosion."
"Donald, this is perfect!" Tasha said. "Leo wants to be like you, and you love you."
"But the lab is where I go to investigate the complex mystery that is me."
"Well, now you can investigate the complex mystery that is Leo."
"I'm deep, baby," Leo said.
"But he's gonna touch all my stuff! Fine! You can be my... lab assistant," Davenport said the last part through her teeth.
"I prefer scientific liaison."
"Yeah, how about vice president of stop talking before you blow it?"
Leo left and Bree walked in. "Hey, I thought I told you guys to get lost," Bree said to the boys. "The coolest girls in school are coming for a sleepover, and I don't want this place smelling like feet and pickles."
Adam sniffed his shirt. "No, not me. I'm armpits and onions."
"Hey, why do Bree and Chelsea get to have a party?" Chase asked.
"Because they need to socialize more with girls so Bree stops challenging random strangers to loogie contests," Tasha said.
"Aw, but she's the champ!" Adam said.
"She has had some epic hangtimes," Chase said.
"You gotta work up a green one," Bree said. "They're, uh, meatier."
"That's my princess," Davenport said before leaving.
Bree turned to Tasha. "So, I have watched every slumber party movie ever made. We're gonna have a pillow fight, we're gonna put cucumbers on our eyes, and then we're gonna shave Francesca's legs. Her knees have eyebrows."
"I know her," Chase said. "Every time she sits, she looks surprised."
"And after all that we can talk about boys and give each other makeovers," Chelsea said sarcastically.
"Oh! We totally could!" Bree said.
"I was kidding."
"Come, Chelsea. It's time to get ready," Bree said, grabbing Chelsea. Bree, Chelsea, and Tasha went to leave.
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What If There Were Originally 4
FanficThe 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...
