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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Evie entered the lab, setting her book bag on the cyber desk. She handed the notebook he was holding to Leo. "You left this on the counter." She said. Leo smiled, taking the notebook and stuffing it into his own book bag.
"Thanks, Sis." He uttered. "Mm-hmm." Evie hummed. Bree gasped as she sped over to the pregnant teen. "You're showing!" She squealed, noticing how Evie's top was tight enough to show her small baby bump.
Evie smiled, looking down at her stomach, resting a hand on it. "Yeah, I might have to start wearing Adam's sweatshirts to school soon." She mumbled. Adam shook his head. "Don't cover up the cutest thing in the world." He said, wrapping one arm around her shoulders, kissing her temple. Evie blushed, biting her lip to contain her smile.
Bree was bouncing on her toes slightly. "Can I feel?" She ask. Evie shrugged. "Sure." She said. Bree quickly placed a hand on Evie's slightly swollen belly. "I can't wait to meet them." Bree whispered. "Me too." Evie replied. Adam then picked up a glass beaker that appeared to look empty
"Hey, could I use this? I need a place to store my toenail clippings." He said, looking over the beaker. Bree scrunched her face up in disgust, while Evie just shook her head. "You save your toenails?" Leo questioned. "Of course. They're nature's toothpicks." Adam replied. Leo turned to Evie with a straight face.
