The first, however many chapters, were originally in my Lab Rats oneshot book. I decided to make it its own thing. I somewhat rewrote the chapter I already posted on that. If you already read them, you don't have to reread them, but I tried to make...
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Chelsea was in the kitchen, looking at her phone. She was trying to figure out what to make. She agreed to make dinner tonight since Davenport and Tasha were going to be out of the house for most of the weekend. She wasn't sure what to make though. She did know she was going to make cupcakes. She's gotten really into baking.
Adam, Bree, Chase, and Leo came up from the lab. They walked over to the kitchen island. Bree and Chase sat on the stools, while Adam and Leo stayed standing.
"Whatcha making, Chels?" Bree asked.
"I don't know," Chelsea said, looking up from her phone. "Any requests?" She asked, setting her phone on the counter.
"Chicken nuggets," Adam said. "And Mac n cheese."
"What are you? 5?" Bree asked.
"No."
"Any other suggestions?" Chelsea asked. "Otherwise, I'm just gonna make chicken nuggets and mac n cheese."
"Fine with me," Chase shrugged.
"As long as it tastes good," Leo shrugged.
"Whatever," Bree said.
"Okie dokie," Chelsea said, walking over to the freezer. She pulled out the nuggets and put them on the counter before grabbing the Mac n cheese from the pantry. "I was also thinking about making funfetti cupcakes with vanilla buttercream frosting."
"Sounds tasty," Leo said.
"If you keep baking all the time we're all going to start gaining weight," Bree said.
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The boys were all upstairs playing video games, so the girls were having a little girl time together. Chelsea sat on the desk in the lab. Bree was next to her, painting her nails. It was mostly Bree's idea. Not that Chelsea minded.
The two of them didn't get a lot of girl time. 95-ish% of the time Chelsea and Chase were together. The other 4-ish% of the time either one of the other boys were around or they were both busy doing their own thing.
"Sorry the whole Sam thing didn't work out for you," Bree said.
"It sucks, but I'll live," Chelsea said, looking down, watching Bree paint her nails. "I guess Mr. Davenport was right about Sam being bad for me."
"I always thought there was something off with them..."
"What do you mean?" Chelsea said, looking from her nails to Bree. Bree was painting them black except for the ring finger, which was a silver-ish color.
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"I don't know," Bree shrugged. "It's hard to explain... I, uh, I guess felt... off around Sam."
"Why didn't you say anything before?" Chelsea asked softly.
"Well, um, you seemed to really like them and I didn't want to ruin that for you," Bree said, closing the nail polish.
"Bee, you're my big sister. I care what you think. You should have said something. You know I'm not the best at reading people."
"I know, Cee-Sea, but I didn't want to say something that could influence how you felt only to be wrong."
"Next time just tell me," Chelsea said. "Okay? You're way better at reading people."
"Okay," Bree said. "I'll always do what I can to look out for you."
Chelsea hugged Bree, careful to not get nail polish on her. "Thanks, Bee."
"You're welcome, Cee-Sea," Bree smiled, hugging back. "Now be careful with your nails. I'm not redoing them."
"Okay. Okay," Chelsea laughed a little as she pulled away. "I don't think I could sit still that long again anyways." She hopped off the desk and started walking around the desk.
"Yeah," Bree said. "You're an antsy person. I'm surprised you sat still long enough for me to paint your nails in the first place. Now be careful or you're going to mess them up."
"I'm just walking around," Chelsea said, as she walked around. "Not touching anything."
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Chelsea sat on Adam's back as he did push ups, keeping track of how many he was doing. Chase sat nearby keeping track of every time Bree runs through. Leo was hanging onto Bree's back.
Adam had bet Bree that he could do 50 push ups with someone sitting on his back before Bree could do 50 laps around the city with someone on her back. Adam was currently on push up 23 and Bree was on lap 22.
"24... 25... 26..." Chelsea counted.
"23... 24... 25... 26..." Chase counted.
A minute or so later, they both got to 50 at the same time. Both Bree and Adam stopped. Leo fell off of Bree's back and Chelsea geo-leaped from Adam's back to on top of the desk next to Chase.
