Here we have a two-shot about how a sister loves another sister.
I wanted to make this a one-shot first but I think it will work better as a two-shot, better two short-chapters than one that is to long.

Hope you enjoy it!

P.S.: And don't worry about the projects I am working on with MamaAniki, they are not forgotten and will be updated.


Favorite

by

Ralte or Hatoralo


Chapter 1: Feelings can't be hidden (Be careful that you post on social media)


It was a day like most days in the House of the Louds.
Lori could already hear the usual sound of chaos as she woke up and rose up from her bed.

"Luan, have you seen my drumstick?"

"No, I didn't see it STICK around." A short laughter. "Get it?"

Followed by a groan.

"No, you can't use my old jersey as an alchemic ingredient, Lucy."

"Sigh. But it would be perfect ingredient to make a potion to give somebody an incredible amount of Stamina."

"Really?"

"Either that or the taste of your dry sweat will kill the first person who drinks that potion."

"I am a winner! Drinking my sweat will bring them luck!"

"I think it would most likely lead them to catching a deadly disease," intruded the voice of Lola into the conversation between Lucy and Lynn. "If you think you can produce anything healthy out of Lynn's clothing, you are an idiot."

"I will not decry that alchemy was the predecessor of modern chemistry and would give those archaic practices the credit they deserves," Lisa's voice stepped in. "But to think it could actually increase the constancy of anyone is bovine."

Yep, only the usual arguments. Nothing to worry about so far. Lori could still lay in her bed for a while longer and think of quieter places with less siblings.

"Luan, what did you do with my video games?!"

Lori opened her eyes. That was Lincoln, and he sounded angry, very angry.

"I just thought the covers on them got old, so I replaced them."

"Those "covers," as you call them, just show different comedians parodying the video games! Badly, I might add!"

"Hey, I researched the games… Okay, I only looked at the original covers and then looked up a summary of each one on Wikipedia, but I think that was enough."

"I don't remember Mario doing magic tricks with Luigi and white tigers!" Lincoln's voice snarled in anger.

"They seem to be close, so why not make them look a little like Siegfried and Roy?" asked Luan's voice innocently.

"They are brothers!"

Following that was a silence, quiet enough to hear a thread falling to the ground.

"Seems to me they became "Brothers in Arms" with EXTREME amount of using their arms to use on the magic wands." A short laugh. "Get-"

The sound of a fist colliding with a face was heard.
Lori got up and out of her bed with an annoyed sigh. She knew the difference between a harmless scuffle and a serious fight, and this sounded more than serious.

Lincoln was far from the most punch-happy in the house, but he could be capable of resorting to physical violence when pushed too far, and Luan managed to push him just far enough. Lori ran out of her room, watching her brother and the comedienne brawling in a ball of violent action like two angry hamsters fighting for dominance. The others were just looking at the fight, not sure what to do about it.

Unfazed by her siblings' behavior, she put her arms into the chaotic mess of limbs and activity and pulled her two siblings out of it. She held them in the air by their ankles like the spoils of a good hunt.

"So, I literally heard the argument from my bed," Lori started to use her authoritative voice. "Can you replace the covers on his cartridges with the originals ones, Luan?"

Luan nodded in an anxious manner. "Sure thing, no problem. It's just that I never intended to damage the covers permanently."

"Good, did you hear that, Lincoln?"

"Yes," was Lincoln's exhausted answer, since the fight and his rage had taken his toll on him. "I heard that."

"Luan, are you sorry for what you did?" asked Lori in a stern tone. "You may not understand it, but covers are literally important for video game enthusiasts."

"Sorry for replacing your covers, Lincoln," Luan grumbled in a partly-angry, partly-guilty sounding tone.

Lori looked over to Lincoln. "And what do you have to say to Luan, Lincoln?"

"I am also sorry for punching you, Luan," Lincoln apologized to Luan, knowing the way he attacked her was over the line.

"Good for you two, now remove the parody covers from his cartridges and put the old covers back on, Luan."

She put the two down on the ground and sent them on their way. Making sure they wouldn't start another fight while looking around, she noticed how the others dispersed after Lori had ended the conflict, continuing their daily routines and Lori wanted to do the same. She was turning around to return to her room to get dressed as she heard the start of yet ANOTHER fight.

"You stepped on my toes!"
That was Lana's voice.

"Then be more careful where you place your Bigfoot-esque feet, you Neanderthal!"
Lola's voice.

From action came a reaction, and the natural logic for the two was to start an argument the way they more often than not used to discuss whatever difficulties they had with one another in their relationship.
In other words: They started a brawl.

Lori, hoping the brawl would wind down, sighed as the intensity of the fight only increased. She shrugged and turned around, walking into the room of the identical twins.

Her annoyed expression met another ball of violence made of two bodies and wildly flailing extremities, arms punching and legs kicking. She put two of her fingers at the corners of her mouth and whistled loudly, which got the sisters to stop their battle.

"Listen to me, Twin-Twerps," commanded the oldest. "Lola: Be careful where you walk, and when you step on somebody's toes, you apologize and don't insult their feet size, understood?"

"Yes, Lori," Lola replied in a servile yet also slightly resistant tone.

Lori's tone became noticeably softer as she addressed the plumber girl. She even cracked a smile. "And as for you, Miss little plumber, don't be so eager as to start a fight with your sister, even when she is insulting you... Actually, this literally goes for both of you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Lori," the two said in unison but then Lola raised an eyebrow and asked: "Why did you sound friendlier to Lana?"

Lori looked directly at Lola, her expression being one of puzzlement. "What do you mean?"

"You talked to Lana in a nicer tone than you did to me right now," was Lola's angry answer. "That is not fair!"

"Well, you started it, Lola. You stepped on my toes."

Lola wanted to say something in response, but ultimately said nothing to Lana but she did say something to Lori. "Still, you were stricter with me."

"That was an accident," Lori said, trying to get out of the situation. "It is early and I want to get breakfast, so I am not in the mood to be angry."

"Not in the mood to be angry?" remarked Lola confused. "But-"

"No buts," Lori interrupted her before pushing the two into their room. "Now get yourselves ready for the day."

The twins didn't offer resistance and left a relieved Lori alone. But only relived to a certain point because she couldn't shake off what Lola had said to her.

I was nicer to Lana than to Lola? How did that ha… No, Lola just imagined things. It was an accident at worst! Yep, just a coincidence.

Lori shook the thought off her mind and tried to concentrate on the day ahead of her instead.


Later at the breakfast table, Lori gave everybody a piece of chocolate along with their usual breakfast. She hoped this would avert the attention Lola focused on her earlier this morning and get her to forget what had occurred. Some chocolate would improve her mood anytime. After she finished with distributing the chocolate, the young blond woman sat down and wanted to start her meal. After her first bite, though, Lola, once again, spoke to Lori.

"Hey, why did you give Lana two pieces of chocolate?!"

Lori froze. She looked at Lana's plate and, in fact, two pieces of the delicious brown confectionary were placed on it. Before Lana could snatch either of them into her mouth, the oldest snatched the extra piece and put it back into the plate with the other spare chocolate pieces.

"Sorry Lana, no extras for anyone," Lori explained in a soft tone. "My bad, it will not happen again."

"You better make sure of that," demanded Lola angrily. "I don't let myself be treated poorly just because you like Lana more."

To Lori's relief, nobody else at the table had noticed the dispute, being too busy with their own conversations.
She looked over to Lana who had dismissed the situation with a shrug and continued with eating her breakfast.
Lori also started to eat, but couldn't stop to think about what was happening.

I can't be nicer to Lana. I am not allowed to.


Later that day, Lori, Lana & Lola were sitting on the living room couch with Lori watching a video on her Smartphone while sitting further away from the two and the twins watching a Blarney episode on the television.

She looked over to the twins from time to time, making sure they were okay. This was usual behavior for the golfer because as the oldest sibling, the duty of supervision landed on her shoulders most of the time.
It was not really necessary right now, though, the parents were at home but it was part of a routine that had gone into her flesh and blood.

She was absorbed in her routine, which gave her time to think about and analyze what happened so far today. She was feeling nicer than normal since she got up from bed earlier than usual this morning and this was mirrored in the way she treated her siblings. She couldn't deny that she had also favored Lana for some reason.

She tried to figure out why she was doing that and how she could avoid it in the future. Looking at Lana, she tried to imagine a person she had to care for, protect and administer. She wasn't more important than her other siblings, but at the same time, not any less important than them. She was nothing but a statistic to Lori.
At least, Lori tried to think that way, but just imagining any of her family as a number in a chart was impossible for her. The others liked to accuse her of being stone-cold from time to time, but that was just an exaggeration. She had equal love for all of them, she HAD to have equal love for all of them.

"Lori, can you bring me some apple juice, please?" asked Lola in her sweetest voice.

"No, get it literally yourself," Lori denied the request in a slightly exasperated tone.

"But I don't want to miss anything from the shooooow!" Complained the little princess in her sweet/annoying voice. "Pleaaaaaase?"

"No."

"I am thirsty too," mentioned Lana offhandedly. "I'll get you-"

"I'll do it," promised Lori all of the sudden while standing up only to sit down again. "No, you do it Lana. I'll do nothing for you as I'll do nothing for Lola. I will not do anything for anyone here!"

The twins starred at the oldest of them in confusion and bewilderment. Lori, thinking fast, said: "Th-this is not the Riz and I am not your butler. Go get it yourself!"

She left in an angry huff, angrier than she intended and angry with herself, not with the twins who just looked after her with even more confusion growing in their minds.


The eldest sister watched over Lana & Lola during their regular playtime at the park. Bored out of her mind, she checked on her (and her family's) VisageBook and Chipper pages.

Leni: Like, I really like you so much, so I want to apologize for letting cup of cocoa fall and spill into your insides, Mister Starbucks, wrote Leni on the Starbucks' Chipper page. Can you forgive me?

Starbucks: Yes, I can,

promised the Chipper Account of Starbucks. It is fine, Miss Loud.

Leni: Thank you for forgiving me, wrote Leni in response. I also have a question: How do you find the time to open a coffee franchise and become the ace pilot of the last battle star?

Lori was not able to suppress a chuckle. Leni was priceless.
Then somebody messaged her on VisageBook, it was Lucy, her most spooky sister.

Lucy: Lori, why are you only giving up-votes to Lana's stuff today?

Lori was confused. What was her sister writing about?

Lori: Don't be literally absurd Lucy, I have up voted your posts, along with everyone else's.
Lucy: Are you sure? I have your activity log on VisageBook before me and I only see stuff from Lana today.

Lori was getting nervous. She looked up her current status and realized with a gasp that she had really only up-voted stuff from Lana. Picture of a frog, a selfie with Lola, the inside of her nose, a post about the correct use of a spoke wrench and a short review of the newest Blarney Episode.

Hoping to make it less suspicious, she jumped to the posts of her other siblings and gave them likes. After finishing her work, she wrote Lucy another message.

Lori: You see Lucy? I up-voted everyone equally.

For some reason, and probably because she knew Lucy, she could hear the little raven-haired girl sibling say sigh as she read her answer. Lucy: Retroactively, I have seen it and your browser history confirms it as well. Your lies are not hidden by a dark veil, but they are more visible than an open wound.

Lori rolled her eyes at the prose and decided against having a long argument with Lucy, which would lead to nothing anyway.

Lori: You are literally right, but please, don't tell the others about this, Lucy.
Lucy: Whatever, I have to visit dark chatrooms of the macabre. See you
later, Lori.
Lori: See you later
, too.

After this was over, Lori looked at the twins. They were building something out of sand, it looking like a combination of a queen and a crocodile. They knew how to mold sand; she had to give them that. She took a photo of the little statue of sand and posted it on VisageBook.

Lori: Look at this literally cute sand statue my little sister Lana made. Isn't it adorable?

Seconds later, she got several responses to her post in quick succession, but she was not happy about a specific response.

Lola: Lori, what the heck? Lana and I made this statue together!
Lola: Why did you write she did it alone? I almost broke a fingernail building it.
Lola: My hands are dirty, MY HANDS ARE DIRTY!
Lola: My Hands are dirty and you will not deny my credit on
the building of that statue!
Lola: Do you hear me?
!
Lola: I mean: Do you read me?
!

Lori was sweating. She had to come up with something very clever to trick Lola while she'd be editing her post to add the more pink twin's name to it.

Lori: I didn't post this. That was Walt, he flew onto my smartphone and pecked at it. Through random chance, he wrote all of this with his pecking and hit the post button.

She hoped this would buy her time for her edit, but that wasn't the case.

Lincoln: Do you really expect us to buy this?
Lisa: I have to acquiesce with our sole brother, this is a highly implausible event
for us to believe.
Luan: Your story is one of the best jokes I've read on VisageBook this week!
Clyde: Give her a chance guys, it could happen.
Lily: Poo-Poo!
Lisa: I acquiesce with you too
, Lily.
Luna: I am nobody's fool dude, and you ain't fooling nobody but yourself sis.
Leni: Guys, I need
, like, help with Starbucks. I think they could be good friends with the Royal Shakespeare Company, but they don't think it would work out.
Lori: EVERYONE
, OUT OF MY ROOM!
Luna: This is an open chatroom on your VisageBook page, anyone can post here.
Lori: GET OUT OR I
'll BLOCK YOU ALL!
Lincoln: You still lied.
Lori: Yes, I did
, and I apologize for that. Lola, I will change the post to give you equal credit for the statue as well.
Lola: You better do that or your life will become a living hell!

Lori changed her entry quickly and looked over to Lola who was holding her own smartphone and nodding at the change, yet continued to glare angrily at the oldest.

Lori: Better now?
Lola: Yes, but you better not try to pull something on me like that again
, Missy!
Lori: Don't call me Missy you twerp or you will literally regret it.
Lola: Do not insult me after the stunt you pulled
, you power-hungry, Bobby-obsessed, fashion-blind Bosporus!
Lori: Bosporus?
Lola: I heard Lisa uttering this word.
Lisa: 1: It is not an insult and 2: I was actually saying preposterous.
Lincoln: Lola, the Bosporus is a narrow
river between Europe and Asia.
Lori: You don't even know the difference between a strait and an expletive. And you want to scare me?
How cute.
Lola: I am warning you Lori…
Lori: Am I supposed to be scared? LOL! You can't do anything to me, you are thousands of miles away.
Lori: Wait

She looked up, only to see an angry pink thing flying into her face and tackling her down to the ground along with the bench.


Pink Pageant Princess to the face!

Well, Lori you didn't expected that, am I right?
What will Lori do? How will she deal with her strong feelings for Lana?

I hope you all liked this chapter.
Please Review, I want to hear feedback, do you like the story? Constructive criticism would also be nice.

Until chapter 2, I wish you a nice day!