"Good morning, my famous bionic peeps." Leo greets as he walked into the house with a box on his side. The bionic teens turn around in their seats from the island in the kitchen while Harley stuffed her face with the carrots she stole from Chase. "Your new PR guy came through big time."

"Please tell me it's not another celebrity game show," Chase begs. "We always lose."

"Probably because one of us always hits the buzzer too soon and doesn't know the answer," Bree says while glaring at the oldest Davenport.

Adam looks offended and held up his hands. "In my defense, I thought hitting the buzzer was the right answer."

"You remember that big magazine interview I got you guys?" Leo asks and the four of them nod. Leo grins. "The article just came out, thanks to yours truly. Leo Dooley of Dooley Entertainment, a subsidiary of LeoCorp."

"Awesome!" Chase exclaims as he jumps out of his chair.

"Cool!" Adam and Harley exclaim.

"I want to see!" Bree says excitedly.

The four walk over to Leo and he hands them a magazine. The first thing Harley noticed was that she and Adam were on the cover. Trying her best not to snort, she begins to read the article.

"Wait, the reporter interviewed all of us," Bree says confused. "Why is Adam the only one on the cover?"

Adam laughs as he looks through the magazine. 

"This whole article makes it sound like he's in charge," Chase complains before reading a section of the article. "Adam Davenport is the bionic team's leader, strong man, and all-around superstar."

"Ah, finally! Someone gets how things work around here." Adam says as he sits down on the couch.

"Listen to this." Harley starts as she reads the article. "Along with the most courageous and independent young woman, Harley Johnson --" She stops as the others give her a look, causing her to sigh. "Along with Adam's little brother, the girls help him on missions."

"What?!" Bree exclaims before looking at the article in her magazine. She turns to Chase. "It's like you, Harley, and I barely exist!" She throws her magazine back into the box. 

"What are you talking about?" Adam asks. "You guys are mentioned right here. See? 'Bree and Chase Davenport, along with Harley Johnson, not pictured'." They scoff as they turn away from him.

Davenport walks in. "Hey, guys, what's going on?"

The two younger Davenport siblings and Harley storm over to the man with a magazine. Chase spoke. "This article misrepresents how our team works. People are going to think that Adam is the only one who does anything."

"Oh, don't worry! I'll set the record straight and tell 'em the girls does stuff do." Adam hollers to him, causing the three to roll their eyes.

"Guys, don't worry about it," Davenport tells them. "The media distorts everything. I mean, one time, an article said that I was self-absorbed." He laughs in disbelief. 

Chase and Bree look at each other while Harley spoke. "Why are you laughing? It's the truth." 

Davenport glares at her before continuing. "Look, the important thing is that you know the truth about who you are and what you do."

Harley opens the magazine again and reads. "We also spoke to Leo, Dooley, the bionic team's brilliant mastermind."

"What?!" Davenport exclaims as she snatches the magazine out of Harley's hand. He reads the part before looking back up at them. "That's it. I'm calling my lawyer!" He runs out of the room as he grips the magazine.

***

Leo and Harley were at Leo's desk as the three Davenport siblings decide to walk down into the lab with a tablet in Chase's hand.

"Guys, look at this!" Chase hands the tablet to Leo, who looks over it. "It's bad enough that magazines are twisting the facts, but now gossip sites are writing all sorts of lies about us."

"Yeah, like I can't keep a boyfriend!" Bree exclaims.

"That I'm a nerd!" Chase exclaims. 

"And also a bunch of stuff that isn't true!" Adam exclaims. 

Leo sighs. "Guys, look. This is the price of fame. Now you see why I've chosen to live my bionic life out of the spotlight... and take my modest twenty-five percent cut as your manager." He looks at the tablet again. "Like this one is talking about how evil Harley is and she'll destroy the world by the tip of her fingers."

Harley raises an eyebrow. "Excuse me?" She takes the tablet out of her best friend's hand and reads the comments about herself. Her eyes skim through the multiple sites that explain how evil she is, how she acts is fake, and under that mission suit, is hardcore evil. She rolls her eyes as she shoves the tablet back into Leo's hands. 

Chase sighs. "Leo, this is wrong. The world is not seeing us for who we really are."

"Yeah." Bree agrees. "People need to know that I am a humble, down-to-earth, bionic supermodel!"

They give her a look before Leo stands from his chair. "Look, I have a fix. When you guys first went public, a production company wanted to do a reality show about you, but Big D turned them down."

"Why?" Chase questions.

"One hint. Guess who wasn't going to be the star?" Leo asks and the four nod their heads in understanding. "Davenport's going away on a business trip, so I'll call the company and let them know we've reconsidered. They'll send a camera crew to follow you around."

The Davenport siblings were quick to agree, but Harley hesitated. Did she really want people following her around all day and night? She can hardly stand anybody right now.

"Yes!" Chase exclaims. "Then the whole world will see how things really are."

"And it'll be live, so they won't be able to manipulate the truth," Bree adds.

"Great idea, Leo," Adam tells him.

"Well, as the article says, I am the bionic team's 'Brilliant mastermind'." He smiles proudly.

"Really?" Adam questions. "Because according to this website, you're our adorable, eight-year-old sidekick, Lee Clooney." He shows Leo the screen on the tablet.

"That's your blog," Leo tells him. 

Adam looks back at it. "Oh, should've known. I spelled my name wrong."

***

The four famous bionic teens were in their mission suits as they prepared themselves for the reality show filming. Cameramen and stylists were helping them get ready. 

Harley chuckles as she watches Leo get powered on his face. I always knew there was a part of him liking makeup after Bree forced him that one night. She thought.

"Okay, people, we go live in two minutes," Leo informs them. The stylist who was applying power on him stopped, and he spoke again. "Oh, that was for them. You keep puffing that powder, sweetheart."

"Leo, why is there a camera crew here?" Davenport's voice was heard in the lab, causing Harley to let out a yelp as her invisibility ability took the best of her and she disappears from everybody's view. 

As she disables the ability and was back in view, Leo spoke. "Uh, it's for a new TV show we're filing called 'What Happened To Your Business Trip'?" 

"'What Happened To Your Business Trip'?" Harley and the Davenport siblings repeat with nerves in their tones. 

Davenport gives the Dooley boy a look as he grabs his arm and pulls him to the side. "Leo, I don't want people seeing our private lives! The more people see, the more they'll start criticizing every move that Adam, Bree, Chase, and Harley make. And it'll start messing with their heads."

"People are already criticizing us," Bree tells him. "That's why we're doing this. So that they can see the truth and my new highlights." She grins at her hair.

"You have nothing to prove, and by doing this, you're just feeding into the frenzy," Davenport tells them.

"That's easy for you to say. You aren't dragged through the mud daily. There were rumors online that I'm expecting twins!" Chase exclaims, causing Harley to let out a snort. 

Adam grins and looks at Davenport. "We're getting him a double stroller. Let me know if you want in." He walks over to the other side of the lab.

Davenport sighs. "Look, for the record, I think going on television is a huge mistake!"

"We're live!" Leo hisses.

"Hello!" Davenport greets with a grin as he turns to the camera. "Hi, I'm Davenport, the brilliant, genius inventor who --"

"Was just leaving." Leo cuts him off, walking around Davenport. 

Davenport grabs the Dooley boy and pushes him back. "No, I'm not. Excuse me, sorry about that. You know --"

"You do know the camera adds ten pounds?" Leo cuts in.

Davenport's eyes widen while nervously smiling at the camera. "Excuse me while I change into something a little more flattering." When he ran out of the lab, Harley laughed at how much he sounded like a teenage girl.

"Wait, stay out of my closet!" Leo yells at the man as he chases after him.

Chase steps forward and looks into the camera. "Hi, everybody, I'm Chase. This is the lab where we train for missions. Well, actually, they, train for missions. I'm always mission ready." He grins as he places his hands on his hips.

Bree clears her throat. "Yeah, your shoes are untied."

Chase looks down at his shoes and whines. "Aw, man!" He bends down to tie his shoes, allowing Bree to walk around him and run over to the camera.

"Just to set the record straight, I can keep a boyfriend. I just can't get one." Bree's eyes widen once she realized what she says. "Uh, no. I mean, I can get one. I just... you know what? I can run five hundred miles an hour. What can you do?"

A grunting sound was heard from the other side of the lab. They turn around to see Adam flexing his muscles while being shirtless. 

Chase stands back up after tying his shoes and looks at his brother. "Adam, what are you doing?"

"What I do every day at this time. Leading the bionic team by doing strength poses." He says in a deep voice while flexing his muscles in different directions.

The three other bionic teens give each other a look before the alarm blares, letting them know the President was calling about a mission alert.

Chase looks towards the camera. "It's the President with a mission alert!"

"That means there's an emergency somewhere," Bree mentions to the camera.

Adam walks over to the camera. "I'm guessing it's... that way." He flexes his muscle while pointing to the left.

Chase answers the call and the President appears on the monitor. "Mr. President, we got the alert."

"Listen, there's a power surge at a major electrical tower, and it's too dangerous for anyone else to handle. I need you to fix the broken transformer before it blows and starts a nationwide chain reaction." The President explains.

"We're on it," Harley replies.

"Good luck. The country is counting on you." He tells them, and they nod before he looks over at Adam. "And would also like you to put a shirt on." He disappears from the screen as he hung up.

Adam looks upset before grinning at the camera. Bree smirks at the camera. "You hear that? The President is asking us for help. Does the President ask your girlfriend for help? No, I don't think so."

"I mean he's asking your brother's ex-girlfriend if that counts." Harley shrugs before receiving a glare from the Davenport girl. 

"Come on. We have to go now." Chase informs them.

"But what about the cameras?" Bree questions.

"It's too dangerous to --" Harley starts.

"Bring 'em with us!" Chase cuts her off while grinning at the camera. "That way people can see what really happens when we save the world." He takes off running with his siblings behind him.

Harley sighs as she turns to the camera. "I would like to inform anybody watching this, that I'm the normal one out of the four." Then turns to the cameramen behind the camera. "If anything happens, and I mean anything, you run or I will come to help you, got it?" As she gets a nod in response, she takes off running with the camera crew behind her.

***

"All right, listen up, bionic subordinates, here's my plan." Chase loudly announces as the camera faces the four. "Bree, use your super-speed to see if the power surge has spread to any of the other towers." He gets in front of the camera.

Bree places her hands on her hips. "Oh, I get it. You just want me off-camera."

"I want you to follow your orders." He tells her, and she crosses her arms while rolling her eyes. "Adam, you can stand over there since there's nothing to lift or hit."

Adam laughs. "Oh, Chase. With you around, there's always something to hit." He punches Chase in the back, causing him to let out a groan. He looks into the camera before walking away.

Once Chase regained himself, he looks back at the camera. "You see, fixing an electrical transformer is a walk in the park. I'll just use my molecular kinesis to stabilize it. That's right, folks. Mission leader!"

Harley rolls her eyes as she watches Chase wink at the camera and then walk over to the tower.

Adam and Bree both got in front of the camera. The oldest Davenport spoke. "Now, get ready everybody. This is where he touches his temple." He mocks his brother as he touches his temple. "Oooh!"

Chase extends his arm as he uses his molecular kinesis, but wasn't paying attention to it as he was smirking at the camera.

"Okay, uh, while you do that, I'm going to super-speed up the tower and take care of the transformer." As he ran up the tower, Chase used his molecular kinesis to hold her in place. "Let go of me!"

Adam smirks at the camera. "Step aside, children. Daddy's got this."

"No, you don't!" Chase yells before jumping on Adam's back. He releases Bree from his molecular kinesis, causing her to super-speed right into the tower.

She lets out a groan. "Keep fighting, boys! I'm going up!" 

"I don't think so!" Adam shouts. He runs over to Bree as Chase was still on his back. He wraps his arm around her waist and pulls her away from the tower. 

"Guys, look out!" Harley yells. 

Suddenly, a large electrical wire drops from the tower and swings towards the Davenport siblings' way before Harley geo-leaps in front and grabs ahold of the wire. Sparks flew everywhere as the Johnson girl let out multiple grunts as she used her energy transference in hopes to calm the wire down.

"Harley!" Adam shouts.

"Stay back!" Chase holds an arm out. "Those are live wires! Don't touch 'em! We wouldn't be able to handle them as Harley could!" 

"Please don't tell me that was the main transformer," Bree begs. 

"We were so busy arguing, it blew up," Chase says before turning to the camera in horror. "And the whole world just saw it."

***

Once they returned from the failed mission, Harley rubbed her hands against her mission suit as her hands tingled from the electricity. 

"I can't believe we blew the mission!" Chase exclaims as throws his bag on the desk.

"Chase, relax," Adam says. "All we have to do is cause a bigger disaster somewhere else, and people will forget all about this."

A switch was turned on to start back up the generator. They look to the side to see Leo giving them a look.

"What were you thinking?" He asks, referring to the Davenport siblings. "That explosion took out power grids all over the country!" He walks over to the cyber desk and pulls out news coverage. "You grounded flights and caused traffic accidents. People are freaking out!"

Bree glares at Chase. "You know what? This is all your fault. If you would've just let me go up the tower, none of this would have ever happened!"

"Don't blame me!" Chase snaps. "You guys are the ones who didn't follow orders."

"Yeah, because they were stupid orders," Adam says. "And don't drag me into this! It was Bree's fault."

Bree gives her older brother a look. "How is this my fault?"

Adam shrugs. "I don't know. You were next in the blame circle!"

The three siblings begin to argue with one another as Leo and Harley look at each other in frustration.

"Enough!" Davenport's voice hollers.

The three stop immediately to look at the man. 

"You're all to blame, not including Harley, if she didn't use her geo-leap, that wire could've done more damage, and everybody knows it because it's on every news channel in the entire world." He pulls up a news channel, showing the Davenport siblings fighting at the mission site. The headline read 'Bionic Teens Cause Nationwide Blackout'. 

"People are furious." Davenport continues. "They're saying you're irresponsible, that you can't be trusted. You have managed to turn the whole world against you." 

The three remain unsilent as they had nothing to say. 

Leo pulls out his phone. "I know how we can fix this. A commercial-free sit down with Oprah. Which one of you cries best?"

Harley frustrated turns to the Dooley boy. "You will be if you don't stop this instant."

Davenport snatches the phone. "This cannot be fixed with PR." He turns back to the three. "Do you realize the gravity of what you've done?"

The alarm went off as the President was calling them. Davenport picks up his tablet. "It's the White House. The President wants a video conference with us in... twenty minutes. This is bad. This is really bad." He starts to bawl his eyes out. 

"Okay, I'm calling Oprah," Leo says. "I think we found our crier."

***

"Obviously, you've seen the consequences of your careless behavior." The President tells them over the screen. "People from all over the country are extremely upset."

"Wait, because their power's out or because they can't finish watching our awesome reality show?" Adam asks.

"We understand, Mr. President," Davenport says.

"We'll do everything we can to fix this," Chase tells him.

"I'm afraid 'fixing this' is beyond your control." The President replies. "I'm getting calls from officials all over telling me to lock you up."

"Lock us up?" Bree questions. 

"We messed up one mission," Chase says. "What about the hundreds of missions that were successful?"

"Unfortunately, people only care about what they saw on TV... but I still believe in you." He informs them. "So I'm going to hold a press conference to try to convince the country to stand by you." 

Chase nods at the man. "Thank you."

"In the meantime, no more missions. Don't leave the house, don't talk to anyone. That goes for you as well, Harley."

"Did we just get grounded by the President?" Adam asks.

***

"Hey, Leo, what's all that noise?" Harley asks as she and the three enter the living room.

"Angry protestors." He answers. "They're demanding that you leave Mission Creek."

"What?!" Adam exclaims.

"Well, to be honest, I'm surprised they didn't ask you to leave years ago," Chase tells his brother.

"Wait, hold on, why do they want us to move?" Bree asks. "This is our home."

"Okay, the President said he was going to take care of things," Chase assures her. "Let's just stay calm and hope for the best."

"I better check on Perry," Leo tells them. "She went out there twenty minutes ago to calm them down. You four stay here." As he opens the door, Perry was in front of the mob with a sign in her hand and leading the chant.

"Go away, freaks! Get out of Mission Creek!" She chants with the crowd.

"What are you doing?" Leo questions the woman.

"Getting on the right side of history." She replies before Leo drags her inside.

"You're supposed to be helping us!" Leo glares at her.

"I know, but I still have a ton of t-shirts and stuff! So now,