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I sit in front of Tasha watching a movie with her Davenport and Leo glancing at my phone every so often to see if Bree is going to come upstairs. She was supposed to be watching the movie with us in the first place but Katelyn's boyfriend dumped her......again. So now she is trying to calm the overdramatic teen down.

I hear the doors to the elevator that leads to the lab open and I as well as the others look over to see Bree sort of sandwiched between her brothers looking highly annoyed, as they laugh like amused children. 

She finally breaks away from her brothers and frustratedly stands in front of us. "Mr. Davenport, I cannot stand them anymore. Can they please go live in your warehouse?" I glance over to Big D with Leo waiting on his answer.

"Bree, the warehouse is where I keep my explosive chemicals." I widen my eyes and whip my head back to Bree.

"Like I said, can they please go live in your warehouse?" I roll my eyes at Bree and look behind her to see Chase looking like he is going to explain something.

"Well, Donald, she is getting older. She needs privacy. Why don't you give her one of your extra rooms?"

"Yeah, you have like 14."

"Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. I do not have any extra rooms." He exclaims as he stands from his spot beside his wife.

"You have a pool table room, bumper car room, arcade room, surf simulator room, not to mention a room full of mirrors!" 

"Yeah, or as I like to call it, a room full of me."

I raise my eyebrow then twist so I face Tasha."Why'd you marry him again?"

She sends me a disapproving look then she and I turn to Bree.

"Okay, Bree, you can have my sewing room."

"Yes! So long, bozos!" She says to her brothers as she begins to walk away from the couch.

"Fine. Without you, we will make the lab totally awesome for ourselves." I smirk and roll my eyes at Chase's words.

"That's right. No more hair scrunchies or rainbow-colored toe socks or pretty, pinky, shiny junk!"I giggle because Adam loves some of Bree's belongings and has on occasion stolen some of her belongings from her."Ooh, but I'm a little chapped. Can I borrow some of your Bubble Berry Pucker Bomb?"Not waiting for a reply Adam yanks off the necklace that has the 'Pucker Bomb' and applies it."Man, it's always so hard not to eat."

Adam goes to eat it and Bree yanks it out of his hands and storms off to the elevator as I shake my head in amusement, and rise to my feet. I lean down and whisper into Leo's ear.

"I give it less than 9 hours before Adam and Chase 'turn' on each other." I pull away from his ear and we fist bump in agreement.

"I'm gonna head down and help Bree move her stuff."

I then jog away and head over to the elevator.

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I have one earplug in and my phone sitting in my back pocket as I have my sketchpad propped up on my knees on one of the chairs in Bree's new room, as she talks to the oh so very annoying Katelyn.

"Katelyn, can you believe it? I totally got my own room. Now I can give you misguided boyfriend advice in peace."

I roll my eyes and continue to lightly draw onto my sketchpad and make little notes about the design. The door to the room then swings open and Tasha walks backwards into the room with the vacuum running. 

"Wait. What? Katelyn, I can't hear you." I bring my sketch to my chest and begin to laugh at Bree trying to get my godmother's attention.

"Oh! Are you on the phone?"Bree sends her an 'obviously' look and Tasha gets the message."Sorry. I'll just do something else."

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