Author's Note: This is technically my first attempt at a Sin Kids fanfic, as well as a fanfiction SEPARATE from the 'Threebranch Fanfiction Multiverse.'
I only have the first chapter of the story actually competed in front of me right now. So expect the rest of the story to be very slow in it's updates. Quality is key.
Enjoy.
Chapter 1
"I swear, man. School is like my home away from home."
Lyle really doesn't find school all that exciting, but his lifestyle at home really can change his perspective on things.
He's talking with his half brother, Lemy, during their lunch period at the Royal Woods High School.
Lemy is what Lyle would call his best friend. They've been together through tough times during elementary and middle school, whether it be school projects, facing bullying because of their 'lineage,' or even all those Halloween parties, which were at school OR their house.
Nodding his head in agreement, Lemy speaks.
"I'm tired of hearing our sister cousins even speak. The way they talk is just… weird. They're all like 'daddy this and daddy that!' You know, I applied for three jobs last week, to get away from it all, and they still haven't called back yet!"
Lyle rests his elbows on the table.
"Face it, man. We're being discriminated against. I got an idea, though. Maybe we don't NEED a job. Not this year, at least."
"You're saying you got a solution for us?"
"While a job can only help us on certain days, a hobby, however, can keep us occupied any day. You love to play music and I love to sing."
"You're saying you wanna start a garage band?"
"Yeah. I'll be the lead singer, you're the main guitarist, and we can get Bobby to be the drummer."
Robert "Bobby" Loud is another half brother of Lemy and Lyle. He's in middle school but that won't exactly be a problem. Especially for what Lyle has in mind.
Lemy adjusts his headband a little to think about his brother's idea while Lyle subconsciously twirls around his long hair like he often does.
Finally, Lemy speaks.
"We'll need a bass guitarist. Just be prepared to get insulted by anyone who shows up just to mock us."
Lyle scratches his chin and grins at Lemy.
"Awesome! Let's aim for a spot at the end of the year talent show while we're at it! Heh! I guess I should be writing some songs then."
Lemy coughs, nervously.
"You… can write songs?"
"SURE! How hard can it be!?"
"Bro, songs are VERY hard to write. Suppose you DID write a half decent song and we end up NOT getting rejected at the tryouts because of who we ARE, will you even have a name for this band?"
Lyle stares at the lunchroom ceiling.
"Good question."
"So let me get this straight: you guys are putting together a garage band so you can get away from the rest of our crazy family, and you want ME to be the drummer?"
Bobby is in the dining room of the Loud House talking with the two brothers. Faint sounds of one of Loan's video games can be heard in the background.
"Come on, man. THINK ABOUT IT! We already have the space in the garage and I gave you drum lessons last year! What have we got to lose?"
Lemy was already on board with Lyle's plan and he's trying to do the same with Bobby.
The middle schooler clears his throat and speaks out.
"Look guys, if we put enough work into this band, I'm SURE we'll achieve… SOMETHING! I just don't think we have it in us. What MESSAGE are we trying to-"
"DADDY!" "DADDY'S HOME!" "DAD!"
The three brothers covered their ears. Their sisters are just WAY too happy with their father.
Taking his hands off his ears, Bobby speaks.
"Okay, it looks like I DO have some free time! Let's get started right away!"
Lyle smiles, hopefully Bobby's mother is okay with this. She works as a line cook and would probably want something playing in her head during those long work hours. Even if it's as something as stupid as any songs that Lyle MAY end up writing.
Now all he has to do is name the band, hire a bass guitarist that would actually JOIN them, and finally work on writing decent songs.