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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𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅
Evie was sitting on Adam's lap, sharing a bowl of cereal with him, while Bree and Chase stood at the cyber desk, finishing up some last minute homework before they left for school. Evie squealed slightly, dodging her head to the side as a fly started to both her. She waked at it, causing it to fly over and brother Bree.
Adam laughed, moving the bowl of cereal to the side, so Evie wouldn't accidentally spill it. Evie pouted, glaring playfully at her boyfriend. "Don't laugh at me." She grumbled. Adam chuckled, kissing her cheek. "I'm sorry, Love Bug." He whispered, before bringing a spoonful of cereal to his mouth.
"What is that?" Bree asked, whacking at the fly. Chase laughed. "Bree, relax. It's just a fly." He said. "Well, why is it bothering me when the foul, ripe stench of Adam is tight there?" Bree asked, motioning to her older brother, who pulled the spoon from his girlfriend's mouth, after feeding her a bite of the cereal.
"Lucky undies. Nine days in a row, and no lightning strikes. That's science." Adam replied. Evie scrunched up her nose, shaking her head. "That's not how it works, my love." She mumbled, caressing the back of Adams neck softly, with the pad of her thumb. "Ugh!" Evie squealed, jumping off of Adam's lap as the fly started to bother her again.
She moved over to Bree and Chase, but then the fly started bothering both the girls. Leo entered the lab, laughing as he saw the two girls trying to swat the fly away. "You two look ridiculous." He commented. "Well, yeah, so would you if you had some flying thing attacking you." Bree snapped. "Yeah, why's it only bothering the two of us?" Evie grumbled, walking at the fly again.
