Nobody's POV
"We're gonna be in so much trouble with Mr. Davenport. We're two hours past curfew, and lights are already off." Chase sighs as he and his siblings walk up to the front door.
"Here's the plan. We blame it on Chase." Mia says, making Chase glare at her.
"We are bionic teenagers who go on top secret missions, okay. I'm pretty sure we can sneak past an out-of-shape, middle-aged man." Bree scoffs.
"Alright, but just to be safe, I'll use my bionic vision to scan inside." Chase says walking closer to the door.
He scans the room but finds no sign of movement, making him breathe a sigh of relief.
"All clear, they must be asleep." He says turning back to his siblings.
"Good, but we've gotta be super quiet." Leo says.
"Relax, stealth is my middle name." Mia chuckles.
"Sneaking in after curfew, this will totally boost my bad boy cred. Tippy-toes people, tippy-toes." Chase says walking towards the door.
"Spoken like a true bad boy." Bree mutters following Chase inside.
The five teens tip-toe inside the house, gently closing the door behind them. They just about get to the kitchen door when the lights flicker on.
"BUSTED!" A voice shouts from behind, making them all scream.
"It was Chase's fault!" Mia shouts, making Chase glare at her once again.
"I don't get it, I scanned the room." Chase groans as Donald walks forward.
"Mhm, and I foiled you with my invisibility cloak. Again I say, ha!" Donald mocks throwing the cloak onto the couch.
"Well, you got us. Goodnight." Leo says making a run for the door, the others following close behind.
"FREEZE!" Donald snaps, making them all stop. "Your all grounded. Three weeks." He says.
"What?!" Chase shouts.
"That's not fair!" Bree groans.
"Your mean!" Mia whines.
"Is that all you got?" Adam mocks.
"Look, you guys have no idea what it's like raising teenagers." Donald sighs.
"He can't ground me if he can't see me." Adam says running towards the couch and grabbing a blanket, throwing it over his head.
He tries to run for the door, but can't see where he's going and crashes into it.
"Is it weird for me to say that I want to try that?" Mia asks.
"I hate being grounded! Are the three weeks over yet?!" Adam groans as he and his siblings sit in the lab playing a card game.
"It hasn't even been a day." Bree sighs.
"I'm gonna go insane!" Mia shouts slamming her head onto the desk.
"Guys! Guys! I did it! I did it! I finally did it!" Donald gasps running into the lab.
"Graduated to big boy shoes?" Leo asks.
"No. I finally achieved something I wanted my whole life. I won the Presidential Medal for Scientific Achievement!" Donald explains.
"That's great." Chase mutters.
"I think I got one of those for doing pull-ups in gym class." Adam adds.
"I don't think so." Donald chuckles.
"Yeah, your right. It's pushups." Adam says.
"This is the highest honour a scientist can receive. My picture's gonna be posted online and offline. If there's a line, my face is gonna be on it." Donald says.
"What'd you win it for?" Chase asks.
"My Neuroscrambler. This thing is going to revolutionise the field of Neurology." Donald explains pulling out a small device.
"What does it do? Also, what's Neurology?" Mia asks.
"Neurology is to do with the brain Mia." Chase explains.
"Oh, I just thought he was speaking a foreign language." Mia mutters.
"So, how does it work?" Leo asks.
"It can erase certain time frames of memory from the brain. Basically it helps doctors erase bad memories." Donald explains.
"Wait, so you spend time on creating this, but I still have to keep my burnt arm in bandages? Fix me first, not others!" Mia groans holding up her bandaged arm.
"Mia I've already told you, it will heal by tomorrow. Just be careful. Now, back to me." Donald chuckles.
"Your inventions cool. Does it erase all memories or can it just zero in on that?" Bree asks pointing to Adam and Chase.
"I'm with you on that one." Mia mutters.
"Congrats Donald! I got your text about the Presidential Award! Gosh this is so exciting! What a big break for us!" Tasha gasps walking into the lab.
"Us?" Donald asks.
"I was thinking I could interview you for my TV Station. Local reporter lands Presidential Award Winner, a Tasha Davenport exclusive. This could be a really big break." Tasha chuckles.
"Well it will be a really big break for you. I mean, it would really help your faltering career." Donald says, making Tasha glare at him. "You know what, you have got yourself an interview, and a new pair of shoes. Take me wallet, just take it." He stammers handing Tasha his wallet.
"Has it been three weeks yet?" Adam asks as he and his siblings sit in the kitchen.
"No! Stop!" Bree groans.
"No, keep going." Mia chuckles, making Bree glare at her.
"I hate being grounded. I'm missing Stella Jordan's birthday party. And I really wanted to be there when she doesn't get a car." Bree sighs.
"Guys, I have an idea." Chase gasps running into the room, The Neuroscrambler in his hands. "We can use the Neuroscrambler to erase 24 hours of Mr Davenport's memory." He explains as his siblings walk over.
"Wait. Sneaking in after curfew, disrespecting authority. Who are you and what have you done with Chase?" Bree gasps, making Chase smirk.
"It's just as I've been suspecting, he's an alien! Charge!" Mia shouts running at Chase.
"Mia stop! I'm not an alien!" Chase screams shoving her away.
"You wait, I'll catch you out. You wait." Mia mutters stepping back.
"No, I see where he's going with this. Mr Davenport will forget he bought groceries yesterday, he'll go again today and we'll have double the food!" Adam chuckles.
"Or, he'll totally forget that he grounded us." Chase says.
"We'll see which one pans out." Adam mutters.
"I think this is really risky. If Davenport catches us we will be grounded for life." Bree sighs.
"But if he doesn't, we'll never be grounded again." Chase says.
"Plus, double the food!" Adam shouts.
"I'm still convinced Chase is an alien." Mia says, making Chase give her a strange look.
"So are we just gonna zap the guy?" Leo asks.
"Don't worry, it's perfectly safe." Chase says.
"How do you know?" Bree asks.
"Bree, please. I'm the smartest guy in the world." Chase says.
"You have no idea, do you?" Bree sighs.
"Nope, just wanna get out of the house. Ok, calibrating to 24 hours." Chase mutters as he calibrates the Neuroscrambler.
"Hey there, what you reading?" He asks running up to Donald, who's reading a massive book at his desk.
"Oh uh, I'm almost finishing reading this biography on the guy who was born I guess the cousin of the Queen of Spain." Donald explains.
"Oh fascinating." Chase says zapping Donald's face with the Neuroscrambler, making his face go blank.
"That's weird, I just lost my train of thought." Donald mutters.
"Oh um-I uh just asked you if I could go to Stella Jordan's birthday party." Bree stammers as she and the others walk over.
"Of course you can." Donald says.
"Yes it worked!" Leo gasps, making them all cheer.
"What worked?" Donald asks.
"We just zapped your brain with thingy and erased your memory." Adam chuckles, making his siblings glare at him.
"Erased my memory?! Have you guys been messing with my Neuroscramber?!" Donald gasps.
"No, set to 60 seconds." Bree mutters taking the Neuroscrambler from Chase.
"That thing is not a toy, you guys are grounded!" Donald snaps before Bree zaps him again, making his face go blank.
"That's weird, lost my train of thought." He mutters.
"Hey Big D, can Adam and I go to the dog park?" Mia asks.
"Of course you can." Donald says.
"And just like that, we're free." Chase mutters making a run for the door, the others following close behind.
"Later Big D, me and Chase are going to the movies." Leo says turning back to his step-father.
"Okay, be back by 9." He says.
"Yeah 9, right." Leo mutters before running out of the door.
"Hey Big D, can you sign my progress report for me?" Leo asks walking into the lab.
"Sure, wait. A C is in History!" Donald gasps looking at the report.
"Yeah, I like to start low and work my way up. Make's the teachers think they're making an impact, it's how I give back." Leo explains.
"Leo, I gotta show this to your mom." Donald sighs.
"Yeah, well I've got 15 dollars and 42 cents in my pocket that says you don't." Leo says holding out his wallet.
"Sorry Leo, just yesterday me and your mom agreed we were gonna start cracking down on your schoolwork." Donald explains, as Leo spots the Neuroscrambler on the table.
"Yesterday you say, and what time was that exactly?" Leo asks walking over to the Neuroscrambler, as Donald turns his attention back to his work.
"I don't know, during breakfast." Donald mutters.
"So, what are we talking? Like 24 hours ago?" Leo asks grabbing the Neuroscrambler.
"Yeah that sounds about right." Donald mutters looking over at Leo, only to see him with the Neuroscrambler in his hands. "Hey, don't play with that!" He shouts as Leo zaps him, making him go blank once again.
"Woah, what happened?" He gasps looking around the room.
"You were just telling me how thrilled you are that I'm doing well in school." Leo lies as he picks up his progress report.
"Why would I care? I don't even know you dude." Donald chuckles.
"Ahh! 24 years! How old are you?!" Leo shouts as he looks at the Neuroscrambler, to see that he set it to erase 24 years!
"15." Donald says with a shrug.
"Ahh!" Leo screams.
What had he done?
"Uh guys, we have a problem!" Leo shouts running into the living room, where the four bionic teens are sat watching TV.
"What is it?" Bree asks.
"ROCKET CHAIR!" Donald shouts as he flies through the living room on a rocket chair, crashing right through the wall.
"Is it weird that I wanna try that?" Mia asks.
"Forget that, Leo what's going on?" Bree gasps.
"You know that Neuro-thing that we were all playing with?" Leo asks.
"Yes." Chase says hesitantly.
"I tried to erase 24 hours and I accidentally erased 24 years! He's 15!" Leo shouts.
"I thought he'd be older." Adam says.
"Woah, this place is sick! And now I'm gonna be sick!" Donald groans running towards a potted plant.
"I don't know why they gave him that Presidential Medal, this thing is faulty." Leo mutters throwing it onto the couch.
"The device is fine, your the problem! You Leo'd this up!" Chase shouts.
"Hey don't you turn my name into a verb!" Leo snaps.
"Ok, who are you people? And how did I get here?" Donald asks running over.
"Look, I know this is a lot to take in but your brain lost 24 years of it's memory because of the device that you created." Chase explains walking up to Donald.
"Ohh! What's that?!" Donald gasps picking up a phone from the table.
"Hey, that's my phone!" Mia shouts.
"Woah!" Donald gasps walking across the room with the phone.
"What are we gonna do? Mr Davenport is the only guy who knows how the Neuroscrambler works." Chase sighs.
"Relax Mr Davenport can help us." Adam says.
"How?" Chase asks.
"Easy, we just have to wait 24 years." Adam says pulling a 'duh' face.
"Ok, we need to figure out how to get our father back." Bree sighs.
"Hey, I think you got a phone call." Donald says passing Mia her phone.
Mia takes the phone and presses up to her ear, only to get shocked by an electrical current.
"Ha! I'm a total tech wiz! I took that thing apart and rewired it and turned it into a zapper!" Donald chuckles.
"Well I'm a walking zapper, so you better change it back before I zap you!" Mia snaps glaring at Donald.
"Ok, press 3 and it will turn back to normal." Donald sighs.
Mia presses 3 and the phone zaps her again, causing her air to stick up.
"This one, not the smartest right?" Donald chuckles walking into the kitchen.
"We can't keep him like this!" Chase shouts.
"Yeah. When my mom finds out she's married to an idiotic teenager, ok maybe she's prepared for that." Leo mutters.
"Hey guys." Tasha says walking into the room.
"Who's that, your grandma?" Donald chuckles, making the five teens shoot him a look.
"What's going on?" Tasha asks.
"Nothing much Nana, what about you?" Donald asks.
"What did you say Donald?" Tasha asks.
"You know me? Who are you?" Donald asks, a confused look on his face.
"He's kidding. We're playing a game and its called uh- Who are you? What I would like to know is, who are you?" Bree stammers.
"Yeah Mom, who are you?" Leo asks.
"Duh, she's Tasha. Get with the programme guys." Mia scoffs.
"I'm a person with no patience for stupid games." Tasha groans.
"Sarcasm, let's add that to our list." Leo says, making everyone put on a fake laugh.
"Quick, get him out of here before we get busted." Chase mutters turning to Adam.
"Where do I take him?" Adam asks.
"I don't know, just take him for a walk." Chase suggests.
"Fine. Let's go Mr Davenport." Adam sighs taking Donald by the shoulders and leading him out of the room.
"Guys, what are you doing?! You ruining your million dollar technology!" Chase snaps as he and the rest of his siblings walk into the lab, where Adam and Donald are playing around with a bunch of tools.
"If by ruining you mean making it awesome!" Donald chuckles.
"Yeah, unlike the other Davenport this one makes cool stuff." Adam says.
"Yeah. For example, I took this useless thingy." Donald says pointing to one of his inventions.
"Useless? That's an Oxygen Vacuum Firehose. It was going to revolutionise fire fighting." Chase explains.
"Well now it's going to revolutionise grilled meat." Donald chuckles.
"Grilled meat? Give me some." Mia gasps running over to Donald.
"See I finally get science, this is saving lives." Adam says.
"What about this?" Donald says pressing a button on a small remote.
A robotic hands grabs the back of Chase's underwear, lifting him up into the air and giving him an extreme wedgie.
"Why create a robotic arm when you can create a real life wedgie machine?" Donald chuckles.
"Science!" Adam shouts.
"Science!" Donald shouts hi-fiving Adam.
"Grilled meat!" Mia shouts as she eats another piece.
"Uh, what's in our capsules?" Bree asks walking towards the capsules.
"Capsules, you mean giant smoothie makers." Donald chuckles, pointing to the various coloured smoothies that are filling up the capsules.
"Hello, can someone please get me down from here?" Chase groans as he hangs in the air.
"Sorry, just press that little button on the back." Donald says.
Chase presses the button and it shocks him, making him shake around in pain.
"Ha! 2 down, 3 to go!" Donald chuckles pressing a button on his remote, causing Chase to fall to the ground.
"What is going on? Donald why aren't you dressed for the interview? We're live at five!" Tasha gasps walking into the room.
"Live at five? Live at five! Dude that totally rhymes." Donald chuckles.
"Wait, the interview's today?" Bree asks.
"Yeah. I was hoping for National Coverage but we are going worldwide." Tasha says.
"What!?" The five teens snap.
"A rep from the White House is flying out to present you with the medal during the interview! We go live one hour from now!" Tasha shouts.
"Oh, that's one hour from now." Adam gasps.
"No, I thought it was two." Mia groans.
"It's going to be the highlight of my career." Tasha sighs.
"Well it's definitely gonna go viral." Leo mutters.
"I'm gonna be on TV, sweet!" Donald chuckles.
"This is so exciting, you flew all the way from the White House to present this award." Tasha sighs as she and the rep stand in the living room.
"Why yes. Who wants to be with the most powerful man in the world when I can be, here." The rep groans.
"Ok, I know you have no idea what's going on but I need you to get through the interview as if you were an adult." Leo says to Donald as Adam, Bree and Mia stand around him.
"Got it. Would you rather have a British accent or a fake mustache?" Donald asks.
"Guys! Guys, I figured out how to get his memories back." Chase gasps running over.
"Just do it, because I really don't want to hear his British accent." Mia groans.
Chase zaps Donald with the Neuroscrambler, making him give them all a strange look.
"Are you still fifteen years old?" Leo asks.
"No." Donald says.
"You did it! It worked!" Bree gasps turning to Chase.
"I'm this many!" Donald shouts holding up four fingers.
"You're four?" Mia asks.
"Four and a half!" Donald shouts.
"Aw, cool! I have a new little brother!" Adam chuckles.
"Oh, apple!" Donald shouts grabbing a giant apple and taking a bite out of it.
"Fix this nerd! Fix it!" Leo snaps glaring at Chase.
"Man, I totally Leo'd this up!" Chase shouts.
"He's got a point there." Mia mutters, making Leo glare at her.
"We're live in 5..4...3!" Tasha shouts as Adam shoves Donald onto the couch next to Tasha.
"Good evening, I'm Tasha Davenport." Tasha says into the camera.
"That's my name!" Donald gasps.
"Welcome to an exclusive interview with Mr Donald Davenport, the winner of the Presidential Award for scientific achievement." Tasha says.
"I also one a T-ball trophy with a guy on it who looks like this." Donald says standing up and pulling a batting pose.
"Right! We'll get to your childhood shortly." Tasha says as Donald sits back down."Now what most people would like to know is how do-uh." She stammers as Donald puts his face right up to the camera.
"Is he alright or am I gonna have to scramble a couple of fighter jets?" The rep asks.
"He's fine, he rarely does interviews." Tasha stammers.
"What a surprise." The rep mutters.
"Sometimes when he gets nervous he just needs a kick to get going." Tasha says kicking Donald in the leg and making him sit back down.
"You meanie!" Donald cries clutching his leg.
"Mr Davenport began his career by tinkering in a small garage." Tasha says before Donald throws a pillow at her face.
"She said tinker!" Donald chuckles.
"Ok uh, switching gears. Why don't you show us some of your earlier stages of technological development?" Tasha suggests.
"The tooth fairies gonna come soon as I just lost a whole tooth!" Donald shouts.
"Oh, your about to loose several!" Tasha snaps glaring at Donald.
"I'm going to call the President, he might want to redraw the award." The rep sighs walking towards the door.
"We've gotta stop this!" Bree gasps as she and her siblings watch from the side.
"Why don't I just use my Pyrokinesis to take out the camera?" Mia suggests.
"No, it's to obvious. Adam, go behind that camera and take it out with your heat vision." Leo orders.
"No way. Baby Davenport is cracking me up." Adam chuckles.
"I am the evil cyborg, Megatracktroid!" Donald shouts as he marches around with a piece of metal on his face.
"Fire eyes now!" Leo snaps.
Adam quickly uses his heat vision on the camera, burning it and knocking it to the ground.
"Great! Cut to commercial! Go get another camera out of the van." Tasha orders as the camera man runs out. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" She snaps glaring at Donald.
"No one raises their voice to Megatracktoid." Donald says putting on a robot voice.
"Oh, I'm about to put Megatracktoid down!" Tasha snaps glaring at Donald.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey... Mom, keep it together. Keep it together. Anchor lady face. Anchor lady face. We're gonna take a hard five. We'll be right back." Leo says as he and his siblings run over, taking Donald out of the room.
"Am I in a spaceship? Are those space bathrooms?" Donald gasps as the walk into the lab, pointing at the capsule.
"Sometimes." Adam mutters, making everyone give him a disgusted look.
"What is going on?! I want answers! And do not lie to me! I'll know! Leo!" Tasha snaps storming into the lab.
"She'll know!" Leo shouts.
"The Neuroscrambler erased 33 years of Mr Davenport's memory. However, I think I can get it all back." Chase explains.
"Can I just clarify that I was not involved." Mia mutters, making Tasha glare at her.
"You think? That White House rep is walking out of here with that medal if we don't get it together! Not to mention I am blowing the biggest interview of my career, fix Donald! Leo!" Tasha snaps.
"Fix Donald!" Leo shouts running past, just as Tasha walks out.
"I got it. I reversed the Neuroscrambler by taking it apart and repurposing it, just the same way Mr Davenport did with his inventions." Chase explains.
"Just do it!" Leo snaps as he tries to control Donald.
Chase runs over and zaps Donald with the Neuroscrambler, making his face go blank once again.
"That's weird, just lost my train of thought." He mutters.
"How old are you?" Chase asks.
"Old enough to know that you numbskulls Leo'd up my lab!" Donald snaps.
"Ok, this has gotta stop!" Leo shouts.
"Hey we did not make any of this mess, it was all you." Bree says.
"It's true, it wasn't even me this time." Mia chuckles.
"Well technically it was Baby Davenport." Adam says.
"Well actually, technically it was Teen Davenport." Chase adds.
"Baby? Teen? Have you guys been messing with my Neuroscrambler?" Donald asks taking it from Chase.
"Well it was all Chase. So, are we good?" Mia asks, making Chase glare at her.
"No! Your all grounded forever!" Donald snaps.
"Mr Davenport, did you get angry I don't know, about 30 seconds ago maybe?" Mia asks trying to grab the Neuroscrambler.
"Give me that!" Donald snaps pulling it away from her.
"Well it was very nice meeting you." Tasha says as the rep walks towards the door.
"Yes, and I met you too." She says before walking out, closing the door behind her.
"Well, I got my medal. You got your interview. I think it all worked out." Donald says.
"IT ALL WORKED OUT?! MY ENTIRE CAREER WAS ON THE LINE! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! I WAS ON LIVE TV INTERVIEWING A FOUR YEAR OLD MAN-CHILD! AND IF EVER JEOPARDIZE MY CAREER AGA-!" Tasha snaps before Donald zaps her with the Neuroscrambler.
"Oh, I better go get ready for my interview!" Tasha gasps running upstairs.
"Oh, it's so much better on this end." Donald chuckles.