Chemical Kid (Rewrite)

Adoption

"Let me get this straight Eve. You want me, in the span of one month, to not only start taking care of a dog, but also adopt another teenager?" Evie's dad asked, pinching the bridge of his nose. Enoch was minding his own business, working in his emails when Evie burst in yelling about finding an alien on a mission.

"What about this is confusing dad? And don't put this on Zero! He's just a baby." Evie said, "And she's not just a teenager, she's an alien teenager."

"Oh I beg your pardon. An alien teenager. Are you sure she's really an alien? From the picture you've shown me she looks human." Enoch said, looking again at the picture Evie showed him on her phone.

"The team asked the same thing, I'm going off of what she said. Look they tried to let her stay at the mountain and she doesn't like staying there. She said she gets overwhelmed with the others. Even if its just something temporary, she doesn't really have another options." Evie explained, hopping up on the counter. "You should really understand getting overwhelmed around annoying people dad."

"Happens every day." Her dad sighed, pushing his chair back. "Can I meet her first before I decide anything? Have her come for dinner tonight, ask what kind of food she likes and we'll order it."

"Oh thank God, I thought you were suggesting one of us cooking! We don't want to poison her dad." Evie hopped down, grabbing her phone and starting to run upstairs. "I'll see what she says." Once Evie was upstairs Enoch opened his laptop back up and continued his email.

'Sorry it took longer than expected. The new formula is ready.'

"Dinner? What's dinner?" Charlotte asked.

"Have you not had dinner at all the whole week you've been there?" Evie asked in the kitchen, rummaging around trying to find the chips she bought the day before. "Dinner is just a meal you eat later in the day."

"Oh yeah, they do that but I'm usually not hungry. I usually get hungry after it happens. I've mostly been snacking during the day." Charlotte explained.

"Well when do you usually get hungry later in the day?" Evie asked, finding the chips but finding them already eaten and three quarters of the chips already eaten. "What the heck dad?" Evie said as she shoved a handful into her mouth.

"What?" Charlotte asked.

"Oh my dad ate my chips I bought." Evie explained, examining how many were in the bag.

"That's thievery. Should I kill him? And to answer your question, like 7 your time." She asked.

Evie coughed on her chip. "What? No! That's just a dad thing."

Charlotte gasped, "Your father is a thief?! Is this why you wanted to become a superhero?!"

"What?! No! My dad is a chemist! He's just fat and likes flaming hot cheetos, and for that I cannot blame him." Evie bent down and opened the cabinet under the sink, after moving around a few cleaning supplies she found her backup bag of chips she keeps in case of emergencies; and as we can all see, this was clearly an emergency. "Besides I have my back up bag."

"Anyways back to the matter at hand, what do you want for dinner?" Evie said, opening the bag.

Charlotte sat there in silence, "What I'd really like is to give Granny Goodness a piece of my mind."

"I don't think I can easily order that. Can we substitute that for pizza?" Evie asked as she began to walk upstairs to her room.

"Pizza?" Charlotte asked. And at that exact moment Evie could have fallen down the stairs from the shock she felt.