The sound of birds chirping greeted six year old Lynn Loud as she opened her eyes. As soon as she regained her bearings, the widest grin on her face appeared. Today was Saturday, which meant no school and all the time that she could have to play all day long as long as she wished.
Immediately leaping from the bed, she ran over to her drawer and began to haphazardly put on whatever clothes that she could find in her drawer. While she did so, she felt someone watching her. Turning around, she saw her one year old sister, Lucy, standing up and leaning against her crib, her eyes hidden by the dark bangs of her hair.
"Hey, Luce! You ready for saturday?!" Lynn shouted as she ran to the window and pulled back the curtains, letting the sunlight through.
"BLEH BLEH!" Lucy screamed as she covered her face from the sunlight and fell to her butt.
"Oh come on, Luce! Are you a vampire? Learn to appreciate the sunlight a bit more." Lynn smiled as she pulled the cradle's wall down and picked Lucy up.
"Bleh." Lucy said, her final word on the matter.
"Fine, fine. Don't blame me when you turn to dust when even a little bit of sun gets you."
"Bleh."
As Lynn carried Lucy out of their room, the two heard a gasp behind them. With firm hands, 12 year old Lori scooped Lucy out of Lynn's hands, giving Lynn a bit of a glare in the process. To her credit, Lucy didn't really react to Lori's handling, though Lucy could be counted to be an odd baby when compared to others.
"Lynn, what are you doing? You could have dropped her! And did you even shower?"
Lynn shrugged, before making a bit of a muscle.
"Please, you're saying I would have dropped my baby sis with guns like these? No way! Besides, I got a long day ahead of me, gonna shower tonight."
"What? Oh no!" 11 year old Leni came from behind Lori and tried to stretch out Lynn's sleeves to cover her arms. "Lynn, you can't show guns in public! I'm at least pretty sure that's like illegal here!"
Both Lori and Lynn couldn't help but give Leni a look. Even Lucy seemed to register that what Leni said might not have been the smartest thing that she could have said, if only by the stillness of her frame. While Leni was utterly lovable, her intelligence on the other hand…
"Leni, that's not what she meant by guns…" Lori said. Leni put her finger to her lips for a moment, before her eyes suddenly lit up with realization.
"Oh, is it one of those smilys things that my teachers keeps trying to teach me about?" Lori stared at her for a moment before shrugging.
"Yeah, close enough."
Just as the four were about to descend down the stairs, Lynn realized that there was still two doors in the hallway that was still closed instead of left open, and one of them was still occupied.
"Hey, is Lincoln up yet?"
Lori rubbed her chin. "No, I don't think so. I know that Luna and Luan are up, but I don't know about Lincoln."
"Lemme check!" Leni ran down the stairs and peeked into the kitchen. Looking back at the three still on the stairs, she shook her head. "No, not here."
"Leni," their father said, his voice audible from Lynn's position. "Don't scream out, or you'll wake everyone else."
"Dad, we're awake! And we could hear from here!" Lori called out.
Just before their father responded, a groan could be heard from the parents' bedroom.
"Wha-" Lori and Leni grimaced when they realized for who Dad was trying to keep the volume down for.
"Well, I'm gonna go ahead and see if Lincoln's awake." Lynn said as she turned around from the situation and ran back up the steps. Coming to the door that led to Lincoln's room, she started to knock on it.
"Lincoln, you awake? Lincoln?" Hearing no response, she called out again. "Lincoln, I'm coming in now!"
Barely a second after she called out that warning, she immediately entered the closet that had been repurposed as Lincoln's room. Toys had laid scattered all over the floor, forcing her to be careful where she stepped. A couple of drawings lined the walls, some with pictures of his sisters (she thought that he got her likeness pretty well even while using orange for her skin) and some with pictures of superheroes, just like the one on the comic book that Lincoln fell asleep reading.
And there he was, little four year old Lincoln Loud, the only brother that Lynn had, sleeping only in his little red undies. Lynn smiled as she watched the rise and fall of Lincoln's chest, his eyes utterly closed as he probably continued dreaming about whatever it was that four year old boys dreamed of. At that moment, he was the very image of innocence.
Then Lynn tapped Lincoln on the head. Lincoln scrunched his face a bit, before relaxing. Lynn tapped his head again. Lincoln grumbled as he waved the offending digit away before rolling to his side towards the wall, the comic book sliding off his chest and onto the bed.
Lynn took a moment to grab the comic book and put it somewhere safe, so that Lincoln didn't accidentally roll over it and then cry about ruining it.
After that, Lynn rubbed her chin as she thought about what she could do to wake Lincoln up. After a while, an idea popped into her head. And so, she laid her head onto his chest, his heartbeat and other bodily noises pressed to her ear.
"Linky…"
Lincoln's eyes tightened, realizing that there was something different.
"Linky…"
Lincoln's eyes slowly opened, before looking down at his chest. Lynn could see the cogs in Lincoln's head turning as they tried to comprehend what it was that he was seeing. She gave a big smile.
"Morning…"
His eyes, now fully alert, widened. She had scant seconds to get her head off his chest before he jumped a bit, screaming his head off. Lynn merely laughed. Then someone heard the commotion from downstairs.
"Lynn, don't tease your brother. Just get him down here." Her mother said.
"Yeah, Lynn. No need to make Linc 'scream his head off.'" Luan chuckled.
"...That doesn't make sense, Luan Luv." Luna replied.
Lincoln, now calming down, frowned at Lynn, which came across as a pout.
"Lynnnnnnnnn…" Lincoln whined. "Can you not do that? I don't like it when you scare me like that…"
"Aw, Linc. You know me…" Lynn smiled as she hugged him before messing up his hair. "I just like to mess with you sometimes."
Lincoln's frown became a smile as he bore his sister's roughing up of his hair. When the assault was done, Lincoln leapt from his bed and reached for the doorknob. However, he was stopped by Lynn, who looked a little aghast at him.
"What?" Lincoln asked, looking confused.
"Lincoln, shouldn't you go get something to wear?" Lynn asked.
"Why can't I go out like this? What if I don't want to wear pants?" Lincoln asked, the beginnings of a pout on his face.
"Well, mommy won't let you have breakfast. She might even bring you upstairs and force you to wear one of the shirt that auntie sent us."
Lincoln grimaced. "I don't want to wear those shirts, they're itchy…"
"Well, better to find something that you want to wear." With that, Lincoln stopped grumbling and started to look inside his drawers. As he did so, Lynn couldn't help but look back at the comic book that her brother was reading. Picking it up again, she read the title that announced the name of the guy on the book.
'Ace Savvy, huh?' She thought to herself as she looked over the newest obsession that her brother had. Some brown-haired muscular guy with a blue cape, a red suit that exposed his legs, and a spades symbol emblazoned on his chest. Oh brother…
"So, who's this Ace Savvy, huh?" Lynn asked Lincoln, turning the book around so he could see the cover. Lincoln, who had finished dressing, immediately turned around with stars in his eyes. Taking the comic gently, almost as if the comic book was a precious jewel that could shatter if it hit the ground, he turned it around so the cover faced Lynn.
"Ace Savvy's the coolest superhero! He could fly and he's super strong and he's super smart! He could do anything and he's so cool. I want to be like him when I grow up!"
Lynn chuckled. "That's some idea you got there, Linc. Any idea how you gonna do it?"
Lincoln frowned as his young mind tried to comprehend the question. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, how are you gonna get super strong and fly like this 'Ace Savvy?'"
Lincoln's mouth dropped as he suddenly realized the hole in his plan. After a few moments of panicking, he looked to Lynn, his eyes already pleading. "I don't know, but I do want to be like Ace Savvy. Do you have an idea, Lynn?"
Lynn started to stroke her chin, already having something in mind. "Well, this Ace Savvy does look really strong, right?"
Lincoln nodded excitedly. "Yeah, he's really strong!"
"I bet strong enough that he could kick a ball really far."
Her little brother's eyes started to shine, his mind already starting to work out what Lynn had in mind. "Yeah, really far, like up to the sky!"
Lynn grinned. "Well then, bro! How about we go to the backyard and kick around that soccer ball a bit. Think of it as day one of Operation: Make Lincoln Super Strong and Tough Like Ace Savvy By Playing Ball!"
Lincoln nodded so much, his head could have come unglued. "YEAH!"
Then both of their stomachs started to growl.
"But can we have breakfast first, Lynn? I'm hungryyy…"
Lynn ruffled Lincoln's hair one more time. "Sure, bro. Let's put that plan into action right after breakfast."
The two then walked out of the room, both eager to start the day.
The sound of birds chirping roused 13 year old Lynn Loud Jr from her sleep. At first, she simply tried to go back to sleep, wanting a few more moments. However, suddenly she was struck by the most profound sense that she had forgotten something yesterday.
Game? Won. Homework? Done. Bathroom? Lana had lodged a complaint. So what was she forgetting?
She began to move about, before freezing suddenly.
Was there something on her legs?
She looked at her blanket. Then she looked underneath the covers. After staring at what happened, she looked up blankly, before looking down to confirm the result.
"DANG IT!" Lynn groaned, falling back onto her pillow. She had forgotten her pad, now she needed to get her sheets washed. Wasn't that just the greatest start to Saturday she could have? As she was about to start moving, she felt a presence watching her. Turning to the side, she saw her little sister Lucy, staring at the red spot of her blanket, before looking at her. Even when her expression didn't change, Lynn had enough experience with her to know when there was something that peaked her interest.
Lynn already shook her head. "Lucy, I'm not letting you see this so you can make your fake blood look more real. Just look it up on Google or something."
Lucy deflated, or at least as much as she could deflate her mood. "Sigh."
Suddenly, someone knocked at their door and called out to them. Upon hearing the person's voice, Lynn blushed in embarrassment and almost covered her face with her blanket, before realizing what was on it and pushing it away. Of all the times he could have picked to be the caring brother over sleeping in, he had to choose now.
"Lynn, are you alright? I heard you scream!" Lincoln said, worry lining his voice.
"I-It's fine, I'm fine! No need for you come in or anything!" Lynn replied, trying not to make Lincoln worry for her or give him the chance to see her like this.
"Lynn, it didn't sound like nothing. Please let me help!" The knob turned and Lynn's heart stopped. Not like this…
Just then, Lucy appeared in front of the door, blocking Lincoln's line of sight.
"Lincoln, don't worry. It's nothing that the others can't handle. Just wait for them."
Before Lincoln could respond, a hand lightly grabbed his shoulder. Looking behind, he saw his sister Lori trying to smile disarmingly at him. Behind her the rest of his older sisters smiled back at them, while the younger sisters were peeking out of their rooms.
"Lucy's right, Lincoln. Just let us handle this one. And don't try to come out of your room before we give the all clear, understand?" Lincoln looked ready to protest, but the clear authority that Lori was putting on display made it clear that his obedience was mandatory.
Leni came by and started to herd Lincoln away from the scene. "Don't worry, Lincy. Lynn just had an accident."
"LENI!" Lynn screamed in mortification.
"Oops…" Leni put her hands to her mouth, suddenly aware that she said something that she wasn't supposed to say. Lincoln could tell there was more but decided to let the matter lie, if Lynn's reaction was anything to go by.
Luan started to herd the other little sisters to their rooms. "Come on, kiddos. No need to comment, just wait until we say it's okay."
The twins thankfully didn't say anything, their brains still a bit fuzzy from waking up in such a fashion. Lisa looked ready to speak about some possible invention that she could create or something like that, but huffed when Luan shook her head. Lynn needed something that science couldn't really provide at the moment.
When everyone else was taken care, Lynn smiled at Lucy. "Thanks, Lucy. You're a lifesaver."
While Lucy's lips seemingly didn't move much, the small curves at the ends of her lips told her everything.
"You are welcome, Lynn. We shall discuss terms for the bargain some other time."
Lynn balked. "What, come on, sis! I'm sure you can spare me this once. Lucy, please have a heart!"
The small curves returned again. "To see your possible anguish shine through will be payment enough. The bargain has been paid in full."
With that, Lori stepped in. "Alright, you two, knock it off. Lynn, you go ahead into the shower. Me and Luna are gonna go ahead and take care of your sheets. Might as well start laundry early today…"
"Thanks Lori!" Lynn said as she threw off her covers. Lori groaned as she rubbed her temples.
"Lynn...you didn't even get out of your soccer uniform?" She asked rhetorically, gesturing to the crumpled and bloodied sports uniform that Lynn was still in.
"...I was beat." Lynn shrugged as she made her way to the door, her movement slightly hampered by the dry blood, also making sure to grab her towels. Peeking out into the hallway and making sure that Luan and Leni were doing their jobs, she practically ran to the bathroom and closed it so fast it was a miracle that she didn't rip the door knob while doing so.
A few more moments later and Lynn was in the shower, the water starting to wash the red off, the color itself becoming a stream of clear pink that flushed down the drain. As Lynn continued to wash herself, she could help but have a few thoughts on the whole matter.
'Stupid periods. Guess what, Lynn, you're going to pee blood once a month for the rest of your life because God wanted women to suffer because someone ate an apple or something. You better make sure that you have something to absorb all that blood or something like this is going to happen again. Oh, and that absorbing something is going to cost money, and that's going into the budget, so you better not lose that new baseball because that's the only one you're going to have for a long time. Stupid, stupid, stupid…'
At the end of her internal ranting, she inspected herself and declared herself decent. Stopping the shower, she grabbed her towels and wrapped her hair and body in them. Grabbing her dirty clothes, she was about to drop them into the hamper before remembering the state of them and how it would mess up the other dirty laundry more. As she thought about this dilemma and how to solve, someone knocked on the door.
Opening it, Lynn was relieved to find her mother at the door.
"Here, mom. Sorry about the mess." Lynn said as she handed the dirty clothes to her. Her mom took them gingerly, making sure to have a grip on them without having to handle the soiled parts.
"Lynn, please do remember next time." Her mom said. Lynn blushed as she looked away.
"Yeah, I'll remember next time mom, don't worry."
As her mother left, Lynn hurried over back to her room, passing by the forming line to the bathroom. As she made it to her room, Lucy opened the door and joined the line, leaving Lynn some alone time. Entering their room, Lynn dried herself thoroughly before discarding her towels. She dressed herself in record time, and put her hair in its regular ponytail style.
Lynn was now ready to face the day, and all it took was utter embarrassment due to forgetting one teeny tiny thing last night. Joy.
Still, Lynn thought to herself as she left the room and looked at the line that hadn't moved an inch since she left, showering early did have its advantages. But just before she left, she realized that one person was missing from the line. Where was Lincoln?
She first went to his room and peeked inside, expecting him to still be in his room reading those dumb comic books of his. Instead, his comic books were untouched and his bed was still unmade but the person himself wasn't there. Pondering for a moment, she decided to check downstairs.
Walking briskly down the stairs, she peeked into the kitchen to see Lincoln still in his pjs, helping Dad make breakfast. As she fully turned the corner, Lincoln looked back and saw her. With a smile, he took a nearby cup and carried it in his hands as he came closer.
"Morning, Lynn. How are you feeling?"
Lynn rubbed the back of her head, trying not to show her embarrassment.
"Morning, and yeah, I feel fine." She tersely said.
Lincoln's face looked somewhat unconvinced as he handed her the cup filled with a brown liquid. As she took it, she realized that it was warm.
"Here, hope it helps." He then turned to Dad. "Dad, I'm going to get ready."
Dad looked back and nodded. As Lincoln passed by Lynn, she looked down at the drink that she was given. Was this…
Blowing on the liquid on it, she took a sip and almost immediately dropped the cup. Quickly peeking out of the kitchen, she saw Lincoln walking up the steps. Quickly running up the stairs, she grabbed Lincoln's arm to stop him.
"You, I, w-what?" a jumble of words spilled out of Lynn's mouth as she tried to give form to the feelings that swirled inside her and put them into coherent sentences.
Lincoln smiled, a mix of mischief and caring that practically told her everything she needed to know.
"Lynn, this happened at least four times before you. Once was a coincidence, twice was weird, three times was clearly a pattern, and four times just confirms it. You really think I wouldn't try to find out what was wrong?"
Lynn, her control over her face lost, simply blushed as she looked away. "So you know…"
Lincoln's smile dropped as he remembered the days that he dug a bit deeper into human anatomy. "Extra credit indeed…"
The two fell into silence for a bit, before Lincoln nodded to her, eager to get away a bit. Lynn simply nodded back as she walked down the stairs. However, unlike 30 seconds ago, she felt in a daze, like moving through molasses as she sat down at the adult table again with her cup of starting to cool cocoa.
There she sat for the next few minutes, occasionally sipping her drink while everything else around her seem to move at lightning speed. Somehow, the idea of Lincoln knowing about the… thing that girls like her start going through at their age just seemed weird. Like in a sort of 'knowing more than a person should know' in a sense, and even then…
The way that Lincoln handled knowing that information was… kinda chill. After knowing about it, it didn't seem like he was going around, acting like it was the grossest thing he had ever heard and trying to find ways to bring it up when talking to friends. It was strange, knowing there was a lot of times that Lincoln tried to act older than he was and it simply fell flat on its face, and yet there were also times that Lincoln just seemed to become mature as easily as he would slip on a comfortable shoe.
So why did that thought bug her?
Just as she thought that, Lincoln himself came back to the kitchen, fully dressed and looking a bit glum. Looking around her, she saw that the adult table was now filled with her older sisters and parents, all dressed up and prepared for the day and all the plans they probably have. Listening past Lori's calling, Luan's chuckles, and Luna's grooving, she could hear her younger sisters at the young kids' table.
Pushing all of that aside for now, she then focused her attention on her brother, who had gotten his breakfast and was starting to make his way to the kids' table. Seeing his glum look, Lynn wonder what was getting him down and opened her mouth to ask him. But then someone else beat her to the punch, not literally though.
"Lincy, is there something wrong?" Leni asked, wiping bread crumbs off her face with her napkin.
"Oh," Lincoln snapped out of his glum mood. "Yeah, I was gonna go hang out with Clyde today, but his parents roped him into a surprise trip, so he ain't going to be back until Monday. But don't worry, I'm sure I can think of something I can do today."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE NOT IN TOWN TODAY?!" Lori suddenly shouted, startling everyone in the area. Lincoln almost spilled his breakfast, but managed to place them on the table. Lori, suddenly aware of everyone staring at her, quietly turned back to her phone and started whispering into the speaker.
"Sorry about that, boo boo bear. I was just surprised, is all. Well, good luck with that visit to your folks. Hmm? What's that? Your sister apparently…" Lori suddenly realized where she was and turned to face Lincoln. All the sisters turned to face Lincoln, who looked slightly more down.
Lynn frowned herself. To the rest of the sisters, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Bobby's sister and known 'crusher' on their brother, was 'Lincoln's girlfriend.' To Lynn, she was 'Lincoln's secret girlfriend.' Seriously, the moment that she found out the circumstances that Lincoln and Ronnie 'broke up' under, she practically marched up to Lincoln and demanded his man card.
He 'broke up' their relationship because a bunch of guys teased him? What a wimp! What was worse was that those guys were probably even more lame than him, at least from what Polly told her. If it wasn't for Lincoln begging Lynn not to tell, and that he was already planning to try to make it up to Ronnie, then Lynn would have told everyone.
Still, "Operation: Make-Lincoln-Less-Of-A-Wimp-And-Confess-To-Ronnie-Properly" was now a go. Good thing for Lincoln, she had nothing to do today, which meant they could work more towards that goal. Suddenly having a goal for today, she chugged her now cold chocolate and scarfed whatever it was on her plate (it was probably pancakes). Grabbing her dirty dishes and putting them away, she looked around the corner to see Lincoln about ready to finish his breakfast.
Placing her hands on his shoulders, she loomed over him.
"So...you got nothing to do today? What a coincidence, me too. So how about we work on your courage?"
At the sight of Lincoln's eyes filling with fear, a small part of her felt crestfallen.
"Alright, Linc, are you ready for day one of Operation: Make Lincoln Super Strong and Tough Like Ace Savvy By Playing Ball!" Lynn shouted, her trusty soccer ball in her hand.
"YEAHHH!" Lincoln screamed, already imagining himself with Ace Savvy's muscles.
"Alright, Linc. Here you go. Just kick that ball as far as you can!"
"RAHHH!" Lincoln did his best battle cry as he ran towards the ball, ready to kick it with all his might. However, as he swung his leg, his foot only scraped the top of the ball. Lincoln fell to the ground, the ball only rolling a pathetic distance forward. Lincoln sat back up, starting to sniffle a bit.
"Linc, you alright?" Lynn asked as she knelt down next to him.
"I didn't kick it that far…" Lincoln whined as he pointed to the ball. Lynn shook her head.
"It's fine, Linc. Just call it a botch. Here, hold on a second." She got up, picked up the ball, and placed it in front of Linc.
"There, just stand up and kick the ball from here. Don't worry about getting a running start. Just kick the ball as hard as you can from there. Okay, and wipe your tears. I know you, Linc. You're tougher than that."
His sister's words galvanizing himself into action, Lincoln got back to his feet, wiped away his tears, and planted his feet. After a few moments, he swung his leg, his foot catching the ball. The ball flew off the ground for a bit before rolling forwards, eventually stopping a good distance from Lincoln.
Lynn grinned as she slung an arm around Lincoln's shoulder. "You see that! That's a good distance. Keep it up and I'm sure you can be like Ace Sappy in no time!"
Lincoln's smile turned into a frown. "His name's Ace Savvy, not Ace Sappy."
"Right, my point still stands, little Linc. How about we practice that a few more times?"
'Alright, Day five of Operation: 'Make-Lincoln-Less-Of-A-Wimp-And-Confess-To-Ronnie-Properly' is currently off to a rocky start…' Lynn thought to herself as she caught the football that Lincoln had tossed.
She shook her head of just how weak Lincoln's throw is. There was no way that Lincoln was going to impress anyone, let alone Ronnie Anne. Alright, time to kick it up a notch.
"HEADS UP, LINC!" With that, Lynn threw the football half as hard as she could. Lincoln yelped as he saw the football come at him with the speed and force of a bullet. To Lynn's disappointment, instead of trying to catch it, he dodged it, letting it hit the fence behind him. , instead of trying to catch the ball, Lincoln yelped before closing his eyes and leaning to the side, the ball slamming itself against the fence. Lincoln's hands remained in a catching position, before he realized that the ball had passed him.
"What the heck was that, Linc?" Lynn asked him as he retrieved the ball.
"Let me ask you that, Lynn! I'm pretty sure that would have taken my head off if I tried to catch it." Lincoln retorted as he threw the ball back.
"Geez, stop acting like you got sensitive skin, you big baby. Just pretend that it's one of those lame guys teasing you. You'll need the practice when you talk to Ronnie."
Lincoln merely stared at her. "I think if she's trying to punch me, then I think that's the point where I go away and rethink my strategy."
Lynn shook her head as she threw another bullet-like ball at Lincoln. Lincoln actually tried to catch it, only to have it slip through his hands. His lungs expelled air as he fell back, the ball simply falling back down next to him.
"Geez, Linc. You're practically hopeless." Lynn shook her head as she walked over, looking down at Lincoln. "How do you think you're going to get back with Ronnie like this?"
"Gee, I don't know." Lincoln rolled his eyes from his downed position. "Maybe by first disregarding all your advice?"
Lynn's lips thinned. "Excuse me?"
"I mean," Lincoln got up and started to dust himself off. "What the heck does throwing balls at me have to do with my love life? What does any of it improve anything?"
"Alright, Linc. You wanna know what I was thinking, I was thinking that if you can face a ball, you can certainly face Ronnie head on in public."
Lincoln was incredulous. "That's has to be the stupidest reasoning I've ever heard!"
"HA! Then just face it, Linc. The only reason things are like this is because you were a chicken!"
At this point, the two were practically nose to nose.
"CHICKEN!" Lynn poked Lincoln in the stomach.
"CHICKEN!" Lynn poked harder.
"CHICKEN!" With that, Lynn shoved Lincoln back, making him stumble a bit.
With that, Lincoln glared at Lynn.
"WHO KNOW WHAT? I'D RATHER BE A CHICKEN THAN TO BE SOME PHONY, LONELY KNOW-IT-ALL JERK LIKE YOU!"
"...what?" The smallness of Lynn's voice made the whole atmosphere suddenly freeze. The two stood there for a bit, before…
"Lincoln, do you mind cutting your playtime with Lynn short? Charles here needs his walk." Mom said as she held out a leash with an anxious Charles on it.
"Uh…" Lincoln took a quick glance at Lynn before nodding. "Sure."
With that, Lincoln immediately took off, taking the leash and closing the door, leaving Lynn alone in the backyard. Her lips thinned, she walked over to her football and picked it up. Feeling the coarse skin on her palms, she threw against the fence before entering the house.
"...Stupid Linc."
Author's Note: HOLY BEJEEBUS! I was not expecting to spend this long on the intro, and admittedly, a bit sloppy on the ending there too. Hopefully, this chapter got across what I wanted to convey. And yeah, this is going to be my NaNoWriMo project, my very first attempt. Though looking at the current plans, as well as how long I made this chapter, it might go over 50K.
Also, I'm not using my author note to increase my word count…
That's what the line breaks are for.
