bionic besties 1 | lab rats

The One With the Living Virus

Delta's POV:

Zadie and I walked over to the Davenport's a little earlier than usual for a Saturday morning. We walked in to see Chase, Leo, and Adam playing some video game. Boys.

"Yes! Totally gonna make it to the final level!" Chase said happily. Then the dying noise was heard and I did a mini cheer because I hate Mental Chaos.

"I just wasted three hours of my life getting to that level. I'm never playing Mental Chaos again." Leo sighed.

"Me neither." Both Adam and Chase agreed.

"Again!" They all cheered.

"I love the fact they didn't even acknowledge us." Zadie said nonchalantly.

"Same." I agreed.

"Leo, will you stop playing that game? It is nothing but a huge time-waster that is going to rot your brain." Tasha stated.

Then Davenport walked in. "Ooh, Mental Chaos. I got next."

"Donald, I was just telling Leo that he's playing that too much!" Tasha half scolded, but Davenport didn't catch on.

"You're telling me! He almost beat my high score."

"I'm just saying, this game is affecting him. Last week he tried to pause me." Tasha paused. "Twice!"

Zadie stifled a laugh, then straightened up. "I'm sorry."

"That'd really come in handy. If it wasn't so wrong. Okay. Leo, what else are you interested in?"

"Well, I keep telling you that I'd love to work with you in the lab."

"Yeah, and I keep telling you I don't wanna die in a fiery explosion."

"Amen to that." Zadie commented.

Ignoring Zadie's comment, Tasha went on to say, "Donald, this is perfect! Leo wants to be like you, and you love you."

"But the lab is where I go to investigate the complex mystery that is me."

"That could be wrongly misinterpreted on so many levels." I said.

"Well, now you can investigate the complex mystery that is Leo." Tasha ignored again.

"I'm deep, baby." Zadie and I died of laughter.

"We're so dirty-minded." She laughed earning and eye roll from Tasha and a small laugh from Davenport and Leo.

Going back to the conversation, Davenport said, "But he's gonna touch all my stuff!" I guess he was scared of Tasha, so he gave in. "Fine! You can be my... lab assistant."

"I prefer scientific liaison."

"Yeah, how about vice president of stop talking before you blow it?"

Chase, Zadie, Adam, and I were sitting on the couch and Bree walked in. "Hey, I thought I told you guys to get lost, not you Zadie and Delta. The coolest girls in school are coming for a sleepover, and I don't want this place smelling like feet and pickles."

"Well, not me. I'm armpits and onions." Adam said as he sniffed himself.

"Hey, why does she get to have a party?" Chase asked Tasha.

"Because she needs to socialize more with girls so she'll stop challenging random strangers to loogie contests." Tasha explained.

"Aw, but she's the champ." Adam said.

"She has had some epic hang times." Chase said.