After snuggling with Chase for a little while and taking care of the bruise that I gave him on his cheek, (I feel terrible about hitting him), we find out from the rest of the team that Tanya had left, promising that she would be back. Now, we all sit in the lab, coming up with a plan to defeat Tanya as I gently press an ice pack to Chase's bruised cheek. "So, now we know why Tanya wants revenge on Tasha," says Uncle Donny. "Now, we just need to figure out a way to defeat Tanya or at least, for now, find a way to keep her away from us."

  "The best way to keep everyone safe is by locking the penthouse," Daddy Douglas says. "No, it isn't," Uncle Donny argues. "Tanya has been shattering the windows with her powers. That's how she gets in." "Well, then what are we gonna do," Leo asks, annoyed. "Pack up and move to Greenland?" "Actually, we wouldn't wanna go to Greenland," Chase says, speaking up. "Greenland is actually chilly and cold. Iceland is the warm place. It all goes back to an extremely important time in History. It all started in-" Just as I start to listen to Chase talk adorably geniusy, if 'geniusy' is even a word, Adam rudely interrupts him, yelling, "We aren't in the mood for a History lecture, Bill Nye!"

  I jump at Adam's sudden hostility. I look at Chase and he seems annoyed. I suddenly realize that what Adam said sounded strange. I turn to look at him. "Adam, Bill Nye has nothing to do with History," I say. "He teaches Science. He's known as Bill Nye The Science Guy." Adam looks embarresed for a second. Then he scoffs, "What do you know about History?" "I know that it's not Science," I retort. "Well, maybe it is," Adam says, raising his voice. "Maybe you're wrong!" I roll my eyes. I turn to Donald. "Uncle Donny," I ask. "I know that Chase has the super smarts, but couldn't you have at least given Adam half a brain?"

  "Hey, my brain is whole," Adam says. "I just don't use it." At this, everyone, including me, groans in response to Adam's comment, "WE KNOW!" Adam jumps a little, crosses his arms, and pouts. "Seriously, guys," says Uncle Donny. "Let's get back on topic. I mean, you should listen to me because I am incredibly smart. And talented. And handsome. And-" I interrupt him, "And incredibly full of yourself?" Uncle Donny blushes and chuckles nervously, "You know what? Let's forget about me! We really need to come up with a plan." I shake my head and roll my eyes in annoyance. Uncle Donny begins to speak, "We know that Chase is going to be protecting Lyrica..." Uncle Donny glares at me. "If she can learn how to control her temper and those two stop fighting all the time," he adds, through clenched teeth.

  I have to admit, I'm so scared that I think I just peed a little. "Well, if we keep arguing and fighting, we're not gonna accomplish anything," says Bree. "I agree," I say. "Without each other, we're just...lost." Everyone murmurs in agreement. I suddenly get a thought. "Wait a minute," I say. "Tanya wants revenge on Tasha because she's jealous of her for stealing the glory. We could see if having Tasha and Tanya talk it out works. If not, then we can try to give Tanya her moment in the spotlight." Everyone's expressions brighten. "That's a good idea," Uncle Donny says. "Yeah," Auntie Tasha agrees. "Great thinking, Lyrica." I smile brightly, "Thanks."

  Suddenly, Chase puts his hand on top of mine. "I'm feeling better now," he says. "I don't need the ice pack anymore." I smile and gently remove the ice pack from atop his cheek. It's still bruised, but the bruise is slightly smaller and the swelling has stopped, which is a definite improvement. "Does it still hurt," I ask. "A little, but I'll be fine," Chase replies. I smirk and speak to him in baby talk, "Would a kiss make your booboo better?" He blushes and smiles, "Aww, it sure would." I giggle and gently kiss his bruised cheek. Bree groans, "Ugh, please! Please give me something to gauge my eyes out with so I don't have to witness this disgusting display of affection!" I look at Bree and raise my brow at her, annoyed, "Well, you must really wanna go blind, Bree, because this 'disgusting display of affection' is just the beginning." Bree looks mortified. Her jaw drops and she cries, "NOOOOOOO!"