CHAPTER ELEVEN, hole in one

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After showing the teens his new painting by a famous artist named Von Schtopp, they had the job of putting it in his art vault. The auburn haired girl stood in the art vault with the others with her mouth agape, as she stared at all the Davenportraits.

Leo had his hands on each side of his face, having the same reaction as Emilia. "Am I screaming out loud or just inside my head?" He questioned.

"I think I'm gonna be sick." Emilia spluttered out, still staring ahead with her mouth wide open when Chase chimed in. "I'm just gonna say it. Davenport is one weird dude." Adam placed the painting on the frame. "Ah, voila. The Von Schto-" He gasped going to sneeze before turning to face the painting until he sneezed, accidentally setting off his heat vision, creating a hole in the middle of it.

"Adam, what did you do?" Chase ran to get a closer look, in which Adam explained. "Oh, I think that sneeze accidentally triggered my heat vision!" Leo moved closer as he pointed out. "Big D is going to freak out!"

Chase turned his head to look at the others. "Let's not panic. This hole is barely noticeable." He said, until Adam let out another sneeze, setting off his heat vision, making the hole bigger.

Emilia pursed her lips, raising a brow at the boy before questioning. "You were saying?" The boy widened his eyes. "That however, is incredibly noticeable!" He exclaimed.

"Adam, if you're going to destroy paintings, do it to those!" Leo advised, gesturing to the Davenportraits.

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Chase peered through the hole in the painting before moving out from behind it, looking towards Adam. "Adam, I can't believe you destroyed Mr Davenport's million dollar painting!"

"Mr Davenport's gonna kill us when he sees what happened." Bree stated the obvious.

Adam gestured to the painting. "Okay, well, maybe he won't notice if we fill the room with things that look much more hideous."

"More hideous?" Bree repeated, before Emilia chimed in. "I'm sorry. Have you seen the Daven Lisa?" She gestured to the painting, before they all widened their eyes at the sound of the elevator dinging. Bree passed Adam the sheet before he pulled it over the painting to cover it, and stood around, acting 'natural' just as the elevator doors opened.

"Hey. Big D. What are you doing back?" Leo questioned, in which Donald replied. "Uh, I forgot something. I forgot that I left my million dollar painting in the hands of the five most destructive teenagers in the world!" He sighed before saying. "Please tell me it's okay."

"It's fine/Looks great/It's fine. Great." The bionic siblings all chimed in.

Donald went to reach for the painting when Leo stopped him. "Hey, wait. Hey. We've already seen this one, and it's boring. I would like to know more about this beautiful... what are we looking at?" He went on, looking at another painting with furrowed brows.

Donald placed his hand on Leo's shoulder with a chuckle. "Yeah, I remember posing for that one. You know it took us hours to get the fruit positioned just right?" He informed, staring at a painting that had Donald's face printed in the apple.

"Well, you've just killed apples for me." Leo said in disgust.

"I was gonna be the big banana, but I thought that'd be a little too much." Donald chuckled before he went to go back to the other painting only for the four to stand in front of it as Chase told him. "Don't do that!"

"Why not?" Donald furrowed his brows at the boy, who stammered in reply. "Because, b-because I... have an idea." He wrapped his arm around his shoulder, bringing him away from the painting before suggesting. "You should pose for a Daven-sculpture." Emilia playfully gasped to go along with it as Donald repeated. "Daven-sculpture! Yes!" He placed his hands on Chase's shoulders. "Chase, your brilliance is only matched by your good taste. I'm gonna get to work on that right away. Oh! Get ready, guys, for six feet of stone-cold me!" Donald walked into the elevator.

"Six feet?" Bree questioned, in which Donald clarified for her. "There's a pedestal!"

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Using Bree to paint the replica, they managed to switch it with the original before Donald noticed.

The next day, the group of five walked in through the front door to see Donald standing in the living room with the painting.

"There you are." He said, noticing their presence, making them panic as the four of them all pointed towards Chase. "It was him!" Chase looked at them all in offence, making Bree sigh at him. "Just take the hit. We all know you're his favourite."

"Good news- I sold the painting." The man informed them.

Chase widened his eyes. "What? Why?" He questioned, in which Donald explained. "Some Wall Street guy emailed me and said he'd buy it for a million more than I paid for it. Guy came by, looked it over, and he went straight to the bank."

The doorbell rang, making Donald smile. "Hear that? That, my friends, is a seven figure ding dong."

"Money's comin'." Donald sang, dancing towards the door and opened it to see multiple FBI agents. "Donald Davenport?" One of them questioned, in Donald confirmed in response. He stepped inside the house, holding up his badge as he explained. "I'm Special Agent Ryker. We got a call from a prospective buyer that you were attempting to sell forged art."

"Forged Art? What are you talking about?" The inventor asked, with shock in his voice. The agent gestured to the painting. "I'm talking about this. The buyer reported that this canvas still had the price tag attached, that it was purchased at the art depot... on sale."

"I-I don't understand." Donald uttered. "It's when a store offers a product at a discount." The man explained, making Donald furrow his brows at that comment. "Mr Davenport, selling fake art is a felony. You could be facing 20 years in prison." The agent informed, pulling out his handcuffs.

"What the hell?!" Emilia exclaimed.

"Twenty years?!" Leo repeated in shock, before shrugging. "Well, at least you'll be out in time for Adam's graduation." They all nodded, as Adam pointed out. "Guess I'd better start studying."

"I don't understand how this could have happened. That painting is an original. It's got an ID chip imbedded in the canvas. Scan it." Donald said before the agent did as he said. A beeping sound came from the device. "That sir, is the bad buzz, which means no chip. But there is a chip in prison, and he is mean."

"No, wait!" Emilia called out, stopping them as Bree came up beside her. "He is telling the truth. We painted the fake." Bree confirmed.

"You what?!" Donald let out before Chase chimed in. "We accidentally ruined the real painting, so we forged a copy so you wouldn't find out."

"You what?!" Donald shouted at his confession, before Adam piped up. "Okay, we're gonna have to act it out for him. Chase, you be the painting, I'll sneeze a hole in you." Chase shrugged him off as Donald said. "Look, I'm sure this is all a big misunderstanding. Chase, go get the original and show it to the nice man with the big badge and the tiny little scanner."

"Sure." Chase went to walk away but stopped to turn and face Adam. "Wait. Adam, where is it?"

"Oh, I threw it in the dumpster at school." Adam informed the boy who let out a 'what?!'. "You told me to put it where he wouldn't look. Did he look there? No. You're welcome." He shrugged.

"Okay, maybe it's still there." Emilia pointed out, with a hopeful look. She turned to the agent before asking. "If we get it back will you let him go?"

The agent nodded. "I suppose. If you produce the original, then his story checks out, but until then, I've got a warrant to search the place."

"For what?" Donald asked, in which the agent told him. "Any forged art. We'll have to check every room in the house. Don't worry, we'll be careful." The agents began swarming the house, checking every place in the room. "Relax, Big D. You didn't really break any laws... that they know of." Leo said, making Emilia sigh before whacking him arm.

"Did you forget about the lab, you know where Adam, Bree and Chase train?!" Emilia whispered, to the boy who 'oohed' in realisation.

Donald nodded. "Emilia's right. How are we gonna explain it if they find the lab? That would be bad."

Adam threw his arms out to the side. "Hey, don't worry about this. I got it." He reassured before walking towards one of the agents. "Hey! Mr Agent. We've got nothing to hide. But say we did, how would we go about doing that?" Chase grabbed Adam's shirt before pulling him away.

"Look, the four of you go find that painting. Leo, you stay here with me and help me distract these agents." Donald instructed before the four of them ran out the front door.

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After seeing no sight of the painting in the dumpster at school, the group found out that Perry found it to use as her last part of her golf course. So, to get the painting back, Adam challenged if they made the shot, they can have the painting back. And with the help of Chase's Molecular Kinesis, he helped guide the ball after Bree's shot.

Making the shot, Adam grabbed the painting before they all ran out of there to get back to the house before the agents would find the lab.

Luckily, they arrived in the art room just in time before they could go down to the lab. "We have the painting." Chase announced, making Donald hold his arms in the air with a bright smile. "Ha! They have the painting!" He hugged the agent as he added. "I'm free! I'm free!" He sighed before correcting himself. "I mean, thank you for coming, officer."

"This proves Mr Davenport is innocent." Bree informed them.

Donald gestured to the girl. "Proves."

The agent stepped forward as he said. "Well, I'll be the judge of that, miss."

Adam tilted the painting so the man could scan it. "Kid's right. It checks out." He confirmed before turning to Donald. "Sorry about the inconvenience, Mr Davenport. Good luck with the singing career. You've... really got something."

Emilia and Chase shared a slight amused look before watching as the agents walked into the elevator. "My album's available online, so..." The inventor called after him.

"What's an album?" Leo questioned, getting a look from Donald who then turned to the others.

"That was close. Too close. The feds were just about to discover the lab." Donald informed them, in which Bree apologised. "We didn't mean for any of this to happen. Things just got out of hand. We're really sorry, Mr Davenport."

"Yeah. We promise we'll always tell you the truth." Chase chimed in, in which Adam stepped towards the man with a sigh. "Yeah. You're selfish, you're bossy, and I wish I didn't, but I love your voice. Man, I'm so happy I got that off my chest."

"Give me that." Donald huffed, grabbing the painting off Adam before putting it on a frame, making Leo furrow his brows. "It's destroyed. Why are you putting it up?" The man wrapped his arms around them. "So that every time you look at it, you'll remember that you owe me a million dollars."

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