Bree's pov

The team and I were relaxing when Mr. Davenport smiled "Bree, Chase, your brothers are spending spring break here."

All of us; Sky, Oliver and Kaz included; became immediately excited to see Adam, Leo and Daniel, the latter who the super powered teens had met during Christmas break. Sadly, Mr. Davenport would be absent. Lifting my spirits, he spoke "Bree's in charge." As Sky and I snickered, the boys rolled their eyes "Yeah, yeah... What else is new?"

-time skip, first day of spring break -

Oliver's pov

Mr. Davenport had already left, and Adam, Leo and Daniel were coming up in the hyper lift. The minute they came in, they engulfed Bree and Chase in a hug; Adam soon dragging Kaz, Sky and I into the huddle.

After a while, we began talking about our missions and other stories for a while before Sky went to help Bree with dinner. Kaz grinned " Who wants to play video games?" It was a unanimous yes.

Twenty minutes later, we were about to start level 10 of a six-player game, when Bree spoke "Boys, wash up for dinner!"

Adam, Daniel and Leo sighed "But we wanna fini-" before they could end that sentence, Chase, Kaz and I had dragged them to our bathroom.

Leo spoke first "What's the big deal?" A look of understanding on his face, Adam asked "Is she still in the Mama Bree/Dr. Davenport phase?"

Shuddering, Kaz, Chase and I replied "It's not a phase; they're both here to stay." We then found out she'd been that way when she was younger too, but calmed down a bit after Tasha and Leo came into the picture.

Daniel, being clumsy as he is, burnt himself on the arm getting some soup. Poor guy... Now he had to deal with Dr. Davenport.

Bree put him on her lap, immediately treating his wound. Of course, much to the blonde's chagrin, that was followed by constant checkups. I could only groan as I was forced to join Daniel on her patient chart once she saw my bruised ribs from a boxing match in PE.

At 8:00pm on the dot; Chase, Kaz and I got up and started heading up to bed. Again; Adam, Daniel and Leo began to protest, but quietly followed us after taking a glance at her eyes, expression and hands on her hips. Boy, Mama Bree and Dr. D are even scarier when the nest is full.