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 "𝙽𝚘𝚠, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗. 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜." ⁂𖣔
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𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅
It's been a couple weeks, and Evie's wrist has fully healed now. Evie was laying on her bed painting her nails, while Criminal Minds played in the background, when Bree walked in. "Ooh, what's that?" Bree asked, walking over to Evie. "It's called nail polish. You use it as a pain, but for your nails." Evie replied, blowing on her wet nails. Bree gasped, picking up the container of different colors. "There's so many!" She gushed, sitting on the edge of Evie's bed.
"Want me to paint your nails?" Evie asked, sitting up. Bree looked over at her with wide, happy eyes. "Please!" She cheered. Evie laughed. "Just choose a color first." She said, nodding towards the container of nail polish in Bree's hands. Bree was so jittery and excited about having her nails painted, that she fainted, dropping the container to the floor, causing some of the bottles to break, and spill nail polish on the floor. "Bree!" Evie screeched, jumping up and shaking Bree.
She wasn't able to get Bree to wake up, but as she went to go get her father, she saw the mess of nail polish on her hardwood floor and the rug at the end of bed. "No!" She whined. She sighed, glancing over at Bree, who was still passed out on her bed, before making her way down stairs. She was grumbling to herself as she slumped down the stairs.
Adam, Chase and Leo were in the living room playing video games, when they heard footsteps behind them. They turned and saw Evie with a pout on her face. "Love Bug, what's wrong?" Adam asked, setting his controller down and meeting his girlfriend at the bottom of the stairs.
