She-Freak - Chase Davenport

nineteen.

Saturday, 1st November 2014

Two weeks later, Adam walked into the living room, carrying Chase on his shoulder. Their biological father was sitting at his brother's desk a little further.

- "Adam, stop!" The genius boy wiggled on his brother's shoulder.

- "I told you, my weight set broke, and I need you to be my barbell." The tall guy explained.

You've got to be kidding me. The green hazel-eyed boy shook his head.

- "And please, don't scream this time, it's distracting."

Oh, my bad. Chase rolled his eyes.

- "Adam, put him down." Donald walked in by the front door. "That's how people get hurt."

Exactly. The genius boy nodded.

- "Hmm. Good point, I should probably stretch first." Adam threw his brother on the floor and walked away.

- "Man, I'm so tired of him. So far this week I've been his weight set, his football, and his jump rope." The green hazel-eyed boy explained to his father.

- "Well, on the bright side, you've never looked more fit." The scientist patted his son's back. "And I know for a fact that Adam has several bruises on his body caused by YOUR fierce protector."

- "I'm serious. He's always using his strength to make my life miserable." Chase said. "And I try to stop Mads, but man, that girl is stubborn." He shook his head, amused.

- "So, why don't you get even?" Douglas asked.

- "How? None of my abilities can compete with his strength. And it's hard to torture him with brain-teasers when he doesn't have a brain." The genius boy replied.

- "Maybe I can unlock a new ability. Give you something you've never had before: the upper hand." The uncle laughed.

- "Yes. Let's do it!" The green hazel-eyed boy exclaimed.

- "Euh, no, let's not, absolutely finito, forget it." Donald walked up to his brother, followed by his son.

- "Why not?" The younger brother asked.

- "Because I said so. You live under my roof, you play by my rules." The father replied. "End of discussion." He walked upstairs.

- "You live under my roof, you play by my..." Douglas mocked.

- "I can hear you!" The older brother shouted from upstairs.

Chase chuckled.

- "All right, Chase, my hammies are loose." The tall guy walked back in. "I'm ready for round two."

- "Ah, ah, ah, Dad said you can't bench press me anymore." The genius boy smiled.

- "Yeah, but he didn't say anything about you being my shot put." The eldest explained.

What? The green hazel-eyed boy raised his eyebrows, in panic.

- "Come on, let's go for gold!" Adam pretended to charge at his brother, who ran away. "Starting with sprints. I like it." He ran after his brother.

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A few hours later, Chase ran in the living room. Douglas was sitting on the couch, talking to Maddie.

- "Douglas, you have to unlock a new ability for me. Adam just put on boxing gloves and tried to hook me to the ceiling!" The genius boy exclaimed.