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This is my first piece of writing in the past few years. As such it's not perfect, so I only ask for some reviews and maybe a fav or follow.
Nine of the ten sisters of the same household held their glares to their one and only brother, who stood dumbstruck at the wreckage in front of him.
His dark-skinned best friend stood beside him, looking guilty as he tapped his fingers together in nervousness.
"Lincoln…" Lynn growled through her gritted teeth while rolling up her sleeves and menacingly walked towards him with fire in her eyes. Lori and Lana followed equally as angry.
"You guys! Wait! I-I'm sorry!" Lincoln fearfully took steps back every time his sisters took a step back, soon finding himself against the living room wall. Clyde was still standing where he originally was, still frozen in fear, but when Lynn needed to pass him she pushed him to the side, all of her anger centered on her brother. With nowhere to run, he pleaded, "I'm serious, it wasn't my fault! It was an accident!"
"Oh, we heard that before." Lola snarled, finally reaching her brother and pulling him down by his collar so they were at the same level. "We worked. So hard. On our talent show!"
"Dude… that was months worth of our work…" Luna said with sadness, a hint of anger could also be heard.
"It has technically been about sixty-four hours of work not including sleep, educational activities, or our personal miscellaneous work."
"I-I Just wanted to hel-!" Lincoln tried to say before Lola shoved him back, prompting him to land on his butt.
"There is a reason we didn't let you join in!" The small princess yelled.
"Yeah Linc," Luan agreed. "You could say you destroyed the competition this year." She laughed a bit, before deadpanning. "But seriously, this was supposed to be a sister thing, and as soon as you tried to contribute look what happened."
*Flashback*
"I still can't believe they convinced you that the talent show was 'girls only.'" Clyde said as he and Lincoln walked along the sidewalk.
The two were coming back from Clyde's house after hanging out this Friday afternoon. They played video games and read the newest issue of Ace Savvy, excited for the new movie releasing tomorrow Saturday night. Everything was going great until Clyde mentioned the talent show Lincoln's sisters, (minus Lily,) were attending next week Friday. His sisters were preparing for the talent show for months when it was announced to be the biggest the world has ever seen, working day in, day out to make it perfect.
Lincoln's sisters convinced him that was 'girls only', Lola showing him a poster to prove it. But weeks later, and the 11-year-old found out it was a lie. He told Clyde that his sisters were attending when his friend brought it up, and then Clyde asked if he was attending with them. When the white hair boy told that it was girls only, his friend showed him the real poster. It was for boys and girls under the age of 18.
His sisters didn't want him in the talent show for some reason, which made him feel hurt for a moment, before anger replaced it, then confusion afterward.
When Clyde told him he was overthinking it, Lincoln said he was going to ask his sisters himself, rather than taking wild guesses.
"The poster was pretty convincing, I'm pretty sure they got Lisa to make it on her computer," Lincoln explained.
Clyde gave him a guilty expression. "I'm sorry buddy. I should've let you know sooner that it wasn't just for girls."
"It's alright Clyde. You didn't know they were tricking me." Lincoln said with a smile. "I just wish I wasn't so dumb and oblivious."
The two approached the Loud residence. Climbing the steps and fishing into his pocket for his key, Lincoln stated, "I'm going straight to Lori to demand an explanation." He opened the door with his key and he and Clyde walked in.
Immediately the Loud boy spotted Lola sitting on the couch eating while watching one of her shows.
"Hey, Lincoln." She greeted without moving her eyes away from the tv.
"Hey, Lola," Lincoln said back. "How's your talent show work going."
Lola smiled brightly before finally turning to him. "We finally finished! And it looks amazing!" She exclaimed, pointing to the right of the couch.
Some furniture had to be moved, but there laid many objects. Varying from Lisa's eight test tubes filled with different chemicals, Lola's beauty supplies, Lana's tools, Luan's comedy equipment, Lucy's coffin standing up surrounded by some books filled with poems, with one book sitting on top of it, Lynn's sports equipment, and Luna's instruments.
Lincoln remembered that in the garage, Leni and Lori designed a beautiful platform that can fit on a stage coated with special paint that Lisa provided. If her chemicals in the living room came in contact with the paint, it could change its color. Each color would represent each sister.
"It does." Lincoln agreed before saying, "If only it wasn't girls only. Maybe I could've put something in."
Lola turned back to the tv, "Yeah, that sure sucks." She took a spoonful of her mashed potatoes.
Lincoln and Clyde gave each other a knowing look.
"By the way, do you know where Lori is?"
A voice behind him startled him for a second. "What do you need Lincoln?"
The boy turned sharply to see Lori leaning against the wall in front of the dining room.
"I have something to ask you, Lori." He started, in a firm stern voice.
"If that's who you really are!" Clyde yelled, pointing an accusing finger at the teen who raised an eyebrow. "The real, sweet, beautiful, kind-hearted Lori wouldn't lie to her younger brother like that!"
Lori lowered her eyebrow, asking in a deadpan tone. "What are you talking about?"
Lincoln stepped up, "Want to explain this?" He pulled out the poster Clyde showed him earlier after his last word.
Lori looked at the piece of advertisement at shock for a moment. "...What do you mean?" She said, almost hiding her nervousness in her tone.
"You all said that the talent show was girls only. So why did Clyde tell me that wasn't the case?" Lincoln crossed his arms and frowned at Lori.
Some of the girls upstairs heard what was happening, and soon they all peeked their heads from the top of the set of stairs to see what was the commotion.
"Well?" Lincoln said, tapping his foot in impatience.
"We- uh-." She looked everywhere but at Lincoln's stern gaze, trying to find an excuse. But when she couldn't find one in ten seconds of silence, she finally blurted out. "It wasn't my idea! Okay! It was… a vote."
"A vote?"
"Yup," Lola said, her plate now finished as she walked up to the three. "It was the day you were at a friend's birthday party or something." She put her hands on her hips. "We all found out about the talent show and was going to tell you, but…" She dropped the end of her explanation, instead, looking at the floor.
"We decided you really wouldn't offer much." Lynn finished, the rest of the sisters following behind him. She rubbed her arm when it became awkward.
"I wouldn't offer much?" Lincoln repeated, baffled.
"Hey! Not all of us agreed." Lana defended as she looked at Lola and Lynn. "It was only when Luan joked about Lincoln reading comics in his undies and playing video games as a talent."
"Then some of us laughed, Lisa stated it wasn't a valid talent, and some of us agreed," Leni said.
"So… you all lied to me because I don't have a talent?"
Lola rolled her eyes. "Well, duh! Lisa's a scientist, I'm a princess, Lana is good with tools and animals, Lucy has good writing, even if it's a bit dark, Lynn's an athlete, Luan and Luna have wonderful entertainment, Leni's an expert in fashion, and Lori's the leader and the oldest."
"Yeah, dude… compared to our song, your lyrics aren't as good." Luna said with a guilty expression.
"S-so… I'm not special? Is that what you're saying?" Lincoln said pointing to the group of sisters, feeling more hurt to know the truth.
They all mumbled words that Lincoln couldn't hear.
"What?"
"Your stuff is just lame dude…" Lynn stated flatly.
Lincoln furrowed his eyebrows, trying to find some sort of comeback to that. "Comics and video games aren't lame!"
"What? Were we gonna throw a couch and game controller into our talent show?" Luan joked, causing some of them to choke and try to hide their laughter. Lola, Lynn, and Lori couldn't hide theirs at all though and burst out laughing.
"We're throwing a couch? But couches are way too heavy." Leni said.
Lincoln gritted his teeth and growled, anger consuming him, stomping over to all their talent show props in the corner of the room. "Well fine! Girls wouldn't understand how awesome my things are!" He said stopping in front of their props. Being under the tolerance of anger, he couldn't stop his rant. "Being a princess is lame, being the oldest is stupid, fashion and animals are dumb, playing with balls and running is pointless, music hurts my ears, your jokes aren't funny at all, and I don't understand how goth and wanting to sleep in a coffin is talent!" At the last part mentioning the coffin, Lincoln kicked said coffin in front of him. But it was a mistake.
The kick wasn't hard at all, but the force was big enough to knock off Lucy's poem book sitting on top of the coffin.
Lisa stared at the book as time went in slow motion, and was shook when she saw what the book was about to hit in a split second. She panicked and yelled, " Don't let the-"
But it was too late, the book fell and knocked over Lisa's chemicals, and Lincoln jumped back when the liquid inside splashed onto the other equipment and props, the chemicals melting everything in a couple of seconds just like acid.
Everyone in the room gasped in horror, as their work was now gone.
"I-it's okay we still have some stuff in-"
Lori was cut off as they watched the chemicals spread to one of Luna's instrument cords that connected to the garage. The liquid traveled along the cord and entered the garage, dissolving all their work in there too.
Lisa stood in shock. "I sprayed everything with dust repellent… a-and my paint chemicals react to objects other than paint differently in specific fashion… it seems after coming in contact with the dust repellent, it turned into attachable citric acid and spread to everything else with dust repellent!"
Lincoln stared at the nothingness in front of him in shock. Before hearing his furious sisters behind him.
*End of Flashback*
Lynn cracked her knuckles. "You ruined everything!"
The boy was trapped, the wall behind him blocking any escape. And he was sure he was going to get a beating of a lifetime.
Clyde couldn't do anything to help. He just stood there watching helplessly as Lincoln's sisters closed in on him.
Just then, the front door opened. No one realized Vanzilla pulled into the driveway.
"Kids, we're home!" Rita shouted out as she and her husband walked in. They instantly noticed their daughters stabbing glares at their only son.
"Girls? What happened?" Lynn Sr. asked.
"Daddy! Lincoln melted our talent show!" Lola whined.
Lynn Sr. was confused. "Melted?"
Clyde nervously chuckled and pointed to the door. "I think I'll head home." Before sprinting out the Loud house.
Lola turned to Lincoln again with rage. "You weren't even near it for five seconds before you ruined everything!"
"Our male sibling knocked over my paint alteration chemicals, and dissolved all of our hard work," Lisa explained.
"Including everything in the garage!" Lori added with Leni nodding along.
"You girls have been working on it for weeks!" Rita said in sorrow putting a hand to her mouth in shock.
"But I barely touched it!" Lincoln defended to his parents who were trying to put everything together.
"You kicked my coffin," Lucy said in her regular dull voice seasoned with a bit of irritation.
After that sentence, the Loud parents frowned at Lincoln.
The boy flashed a nervous smile. "...It was a light kick?"
Lynn Sr. crossed his arms and directed a stern look.
The guilt and not-wanting-to-get-in-trouble flooded Lincoln, and he spurted out, "It was an accident. I didn't want to ruin it! I didn't even hit it hard!"
"He destroyed everything once he found out we left him out of our team," Lynn told.
"I thought all of you were working on it together," Rita said raising both brows.
"Still no excuse to ruin everything." Lori pointed out.
"Like I said, it was an accident!" Lincoln forced out.
"Your sister's right Lincoln," Lynn Sr. started. "You're grounded for a week, and you can forget about seeing that movie!"
"But!-"
"No buts! Up to your room!" Lynn Sr. then turned to Lori. "Lori, after dinner, get Lily into bed, and if I know you're all frustrated with Lincoln, but if I catch any violence directed at him, said lady will also be grounded." With that, the father headed to the kitchen to start making dinner.
Normally, while Lincoln would be heading to his room after being declared grounded, he would always be convinced it wasn't his fault and he didn't deserve it. He would find anything other than himself to blame, as any other normal kid would in most situations. But as he passed his sister's and saw the look of disgust, betrayal, and anger, he could only find one person to blame for everything that went wrong. "...I'm sorry."
Himself.
The girls had an emergency meeting later that day after dinner. They had asked the Loud parents if Lincoln could just eat in his room while they had had their franks and beans. The parents agreed, just because they felt a fight could happen.
Lori slammed her heel on the table has a gavel, once all of her sisters were seated in her room, "Now we all know why we're here. Unfortunately… we most likely won't be taking part in the talent show next week."
"What do we do? We worked so hard for nothing!" Lola cried.
Lynn growled in anger. "He messed up everything! This happens all the time and mom and dad never puts a stop to it!"
"I don't want to agree with you dude, but you're right," Luna said, her mentality filled with anger and hate. "Lincoln is always crashing the party, and after he attempts to fix his mistake, whether he does or not, he apologizes and everything turns back to normal as if nothing happened."
"Yeah, he really isn't learning his lesson," Luan added.
The room was silent for a moment.
"Maybe we need to teach him ourselves!" Leni said. "I could totes be a teacher."
Lola and Lynn facepalmed. "That's not what she meant, Leni," Lola said.
"But it's not the wrong idea," Lori said with a smirk, Leni turning her head to face her like the rest of her sisters in curiosity when the teen went over to her closet. "I've been reading this book for school, it's about a war between two groups of orphaned kids living in an abandoned hotel. Long story short one group wants one thing and the other wants the next."
"What are you implying Lori?" Lisa asked.
"We start a war against Lincoln. A small one, and if we wi-"
"We aren't going to kill Lincoln, Lori," Lucy said.
"Let me finish. If we win, he'll learn his lesson."
"And how do we win?" Lynn asked.
"Simple. We keep bombarding him with attacks until he can't take any more hits!"
The younger sisters looked confused. "Attacks? But dad said we can't hurt him, Lori, we'll get grounded, probably worse." Lana said.
"The attacks literally won't be physical, oh no, they'll be much worse than that," Lori said with her smirk still plastered on her face. "We're going to do everything we can to make his life as hard as possible like we had to work hard just for nothing. Think about it, long lines to the bathroom, loud music so you can't do homework, hiding his comics and deleting his video games once his grounding is done."
"Rigging his room," Luan added with a sinister smirk.
"Rigging the bathroom when he's about to use it." Lana grinned.
"Not doing his laundry." Lola nudged Lori with a sinister look.
"Maybe I can even hack in the school system and…" Lisa gave an innocent smile. "Adjust his grades a bit for mom and dad to see?"
"I avoid putting some notes on my songs because it's hard for the human ears, but I'm sure Lincoln could handle it," Luna said.
The girls looked at one another, all knowing what was going to be done.
"As long as we don't hurt him, it shouldn't be a problem that involves mom and dad," Lori said, slamming her heel once again. "If all are in agreement, I declare this meeting: over."
Meanwhile, Lincoln was still in his room sulking, his empty but dirty plate on his desk. He laid in his bed, still in his regular wear as he began to contemplate.
"...Maybe they're right. Maybe I am lame." Light tears started to appear at the sides of his eyelids. "One thing's for sure though, I'm a terrible brother."
AN;
Well that's the first chapter, if you have any question feel free to ask. One thing though, this won't be a sad story... for the most part. It's sad now, but it'll be fun soon. I promise.