Twelve years ago, Donald Davenport adopted a three-year old girl, Genevieve Nelson, after her father, Donald's best friend, had passed away. For twelve years, Donald has managed to keep his adoptive daughter out of all the bionic dangers.
However...
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⁂𖣔 "𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗!" ⁂𖣔
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𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅
It's been a couple weeks since the dance, and since Adam and Evie started dating. At the moment, Adam, Bree, Chase, Donald, Evie and Leo were all down in the lab. The three bionics were in their suits standing across from Evie, Donald and Leo, on the other side of the control table, near the capsules. "Okay, guys. The next phase of your training is handling extreme climates. So we'll frost Chase, bake Bree, and submerge Adam." Donald explained.
"That's not part of the training, I just got one of those carnival duck tanks and I can't wait to try it out." He laughed. Evie rolled her eyes, smacking her father's arm. "Then why are we submerging Adam and not you?" She asked. "You said yourself that you wanna try it out." She added. "Oh hush." Donald said, placing a hand over Evie's mouth. "Ew! Seriously! Did you have to lick my hand?" Donald asked, pulling his hand away, wiping it on his pants. Evie smiled in triumph. "Yep!" She nodded.
"Okay, Chase," Donald started as Chase walked over, entering his capsule. "I'm setting your tube on 'Antarctic.' If it gets to be too much, just give me a sign." He said. "Bring it." Chase stated. "Hey, that's not fair. Evie and I want to be abused by weather." Leo complained. Evie shook her head. "Not really, no." She said, walking over and wrapping her arms around Adam's waist, burying her face in his chest. Adam smiled, pulling her close as he ran his fingers through her hair.
"Leo, if you really want to be abused, try standing over here next to Adam's morning breath." Bree said. Adam scoffed. "I don't have morning breath. It smells like that all day." He argued. Evie pulled back from Adam scrunching up her nose in disgust, before pulling out a piece of gum. "I'm not hungry." Adam said, pushing her hand away. "Adam, baby, if you want to kiss me, then you'll take the gum." She said, unwrapping the gum, shoving it into Adam's mouth.
