Bionic love

Commando App ;

"Okay, guys, you have been trained for all kinds of missions. But you are about to enter a soul-bruising, Confidence-crushing apocalyptical environment: High School."Were all in the lab right now helping Adam, Bree and Chase get ready for their real first day of high school. But Mr. Davenport is not really helping with getting them excited for what they have been wanting for so long."Adam, Bree, your glitch test results are fairly stable."

"Yes! I'm going to school!" She then wraps me into a hug because of her happiness of being able to go. After she releases me I smooth out my green t-shirt and keep listening.

"I'm fairly stable!" I smile at the goofy giant and roll my eyes slightly. "But, Chase, I am still concerned about your Commando App."

"Commando App?" I look to Chase and see him looking a bit worried himself. 

"Put on some underpants. We're going to school."

"Leo." I hiss through my teeth 'cause I'm fairly certain it doesn't mean what Leo thinks it does.

"No, see, in the face of an imminent threat, Chase's Commando App kicks in and he becomes a ruthless brute I like to call Spike." Big D explains with a little joy in his voice as he stands behind Chase."It's kinda like a fight-or-flight thing, except I took out the flight part, 'cause, useless."How is the flight response useless?"And I replaced it with a testosterone level of like a Tasmanian Devil-Wolverine-Shark-Lion hybrid that's mad." I pinch the bridge of my nose at the end of his explanation and can only wonder, why....just why must my godfather make me believe he is a mad scientist at times.

"Don't worry Mr. Davenport I promise that Spike won't rear his ugly head."

"Oh, yeah? You mean like last Christmas when I made the mistake of giving Adam boxing gloves?" I turn my head and give him an incredulous look.

"Why did you think it was a good idea to give Adam of all people boxing gloves! Ya should of know he was gonna use them on Chase! I mean it's Adam!"Mr.Davenport sends me a pointed look which breaks when Adam, as well as Bree and Chase, come back to reality.

"Ugh. I'm still coughing up tinsel."I gag a little when he says that and Bree rubs my back briefly to help me not gag again.

"You know, letting Chase go to school, isn't such a good idea."What?"I can't risk Spike coming out." Mr. Davenport then walks over to his desk with all of us following close behind him."Oh, come on, Big D. Chase has to come. With these guys, I'll finally get a prime spot in the cafeteria."I roll my eyes at Leo frustrated that he only cares about using them to become cool."That's right, y'all. Put on your coats, 'cause I'm about to ride your tail."

"Leo!" I hiss getting the embarrassingly small 14-year-olds attention.

"Look don't worry. We'll make sure he stays out of trouble. Right guys?" Adam looks between us all for our responses.

"Definitely. We'll look out for him."I say nodding my head. "Yeah. It's one for all and all for one. Unless, of course, you guys make me look bad, in which case I'm grabbing Anya and we're dropping you lame-os." During her response, Bree linked arms with me and held me close to herself in case we had to take off right now. I release a small amused cough and unlink our arms.

"Mr. Davenport I can't miss school. This is the beginning of my academic achievements and career trajectory. I mean, the road to Astronaut Lawyer has to start somewhere." Well, that's a bold choice for a career.

"Okay." Mr. Davenport says caving."But I better not get a call from the art teacher saying that Spike ripped out her Larynx. Actually, she wouldn't be able to say anything, because Spike ripped out her Lar--" We all then start to giggle a little bit."Look the point is just keep him out of trouble." I do a mock salute to big D and he shoots me an unamused look.