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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"Give it back!" Chelsea screamed as she ran after her brothers. Adam holding the notebook he took from her bag as he, Leo, and Chase ran from her.
"Why?" Leo asked. "Are you hiding something?"
"Yeah, Chelsea got some secret or something?" Adam asked. He accidentally cornered himself as Chelsea geo-leaped in front of him.
"No!" Chelsea said. "Give it back!"
Chelsea tried to grab the notebook, but Adam held it above his head. Adam threw the book to Leo, who fumbled with it. Leo dropped it and picked it up just before Chelsea got to it.
"Leo, give me my book," Chelsea said through her teeth.
"I, uh, eh," Leo ran away from her. Chelsea grabbed his shoulder. He threw the notebook in a random direction.
Chase caught the notebook. Chelsea turned to him and stared at him as she walked closer. 'I know all your secrets. Do you really want to do this?' Chelsea said telepathically, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrow.
Chase's eyes widened. "Nope," he said, dropping the book on the floor, and putting his hands up.
"Thank you," Chelsea said as she picked up her notebook. She glared at Adam and Leo as she walked to the elevator. "Don't touch my things." She said through her teeth as the elevator started to close.
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Adam, Bree, Chase, and Chelsea walked into the lab, exhausted. They just got back from a really hard mission.
"Good job guys," Leo said, from his mission specialist desk. "You recovered what you needed and got out just in time."
"Yeah, barely," Bree said.
"We almost failed this mission," Chase sighed.
"You guys did well," Davenport said. "Everything turned out good in the end. Even if there was a bit of a snag."
"A bit of a snag?" Chelsea asked sarcastically as she and her siblings walked into their capsules. "We almost didn't get out."
The bionic teens all changed out of their mission suits. They all walked out. Chelsea lay across the top of the desk, Chase sat on a stool next to the deck, Bree leaned against the desk, and Adam sat on another stool.
"Okay, sure things could have gone better," Davenport said. "But you all did your best and everything turned out fine."
Davenport sighed, seeing the looks on his kids' faces. The bionic teens were disappointed in themselves. This was one of their worst missions yet. But it was also one of the hardest. They got caught and almost didn't make it out. They barely got out and almost didn't have what they were supposed to recover.
"Try to think of the things you did right instead of what you did wrong," Davenport said. "I'm going to help Tasha with dinner. Try to relax guys." He walked to the elevator and went upstairs.
