AN; Bear with me here. We're getting through with all the bad stuff in this chapter alone.

"We did good partner in crime," Lincoln said, standing on the front lawn watching his house in pride as he heard the really quiet muffled screams of his sisters running around and trying to get out of the house.

"Poo-Poo." His partner said, standing next to him with a cute stern expression watching the same house. The baby and pre-teen bumped fists without turning their heads from the house.

Lincoln then found everything around him blurry, the light from his window blinding him. He was laying on his bed, slowly waking up from his slumber. "A dream?" He asked himself.

He didn't remember much, only the fact that Lily was there.

Not thinking too much about it, the boy tiredly got up and yawned. "Grounded on a Saturday, my sisters hate me, and I feel terrible about it."

The next few days were quiet. Too quiet for Lincoln's taste. He was positive that his sisters hated him, and expected to be yelled at or giving attitude when he came across them at any point.

But that morning: nothing.

He was confused... actually, that's an understatement. Any time he would try to talk to one of the girls, they would either ignore him completely or change the subject before ditching.

So he just ignored it, nothing else he could do.

His Saturday was boring, and Sunday was even worse. Lincoln half-wished that he could have gone to school during the weekend, as that would at least give him something to do. Boredom was the real punishment his parents gave him.

Clyde told him about the Ace Savvy movie he missed the next day during school. And he more than praised it before Lincoln had to stop him from giving off spoilers. After school, he went straight to his room. Not because of his grounding, but because his sisters were creeping him out. He actually came down for dinner today, however.

The next days were rinse and repeat. Waking up, heading off to school, coming home, dinner, shower, sleep.

Oblivious to the real reason, Lincoln's sisters agreed to wait until his grounding was over to start doing anything. For one, he was already doing nothing in the house and being punished by his parents. Two, it would give him some closure and make him think they forgave him. Thursday night, they told him at the dinner table to apologize and that he could do whatever he wanted on tomorrow.

The boy gave a really deep apology. It was an accident, and the girls were considering dropping the whole war thing altogether. But in the end, after another meeting without Lincoln, they remembered that they were doing it because they wanted their brother to stop repeating the past, and they decided they won't go too far and end it before Monday. Removing one good weekend wouldn't hurt. A Saturday and Sunday to mess with their brother. Lincoln woke up and yawned, no school today, the start of the weekend.

Lincoln woke up and yawned, no school today, the start of the weekend.

He smiled at the thought of the upcoming weekend. It was going to be great!

Boy, was he wrong...

It all started that Saturday morning. As soon as he stepped out of his room, he was soaking wet from the upside-down bucket above his door, no doubt it was Luan's doing.

Questioning if it was an early April Fool's or just a casual prank, Lincoln noticed the long line to the bathroom. Normally, at this time, at least half the sister's would be finished. But today it seemed all but Leni was waiting. Having to go really badly, Lincoln couldn't take waiting for the usual half an hour of waiting time, instead opting to use Lana's bucket "Old Sloshie." While disgusting, Lincoln surmised it was better than wetting himself.

After doing his business, and waiting another 20 minutes in the line, Lincoln finally got to wash up and brush his teeth. Thankfully, nothing happened to him in the bathroom.

Once he was ready for his Saturday, he rushed downstairs to eat breakfast. Or tried to anyway, as the right side of the stairway was covered in oil, with a small snow sled sitting on the second step down. Lincoln didn't realize that the trap was placed, and tripped onto the sled and slide down the stairs.

After signaling he was okay, he excitedly went to get some of the leftover pizza the Loud family had last night. He labeled his piece and made sure everyone one knew not to take it because he only had one slice last night while everyone had two or three. However, when he opened and searched for his food, he found it missing where he left it. After searching everywhere in the fridge, he came across Lola, who was currently eating it on the couch. He argued a bit with her but realized there was no point to waste his voice as she already finished it.

The rest of the day was better for him. He went out with Clyde and his other friends from school to Burpin' Burger and got his favorite burger meal.

Hours later he finished having fun playing with his friends and decided to head home. Little did he know, his absence from the Loud house allowed another sister meeting take part without any risk. During the meeting, the girls agreed that they would all get back at Lincoln once each, before telling him why they did everything they've done.

Lincoln arrived home a little after the meeting was over, and was really tuckered out. It was around 8 o' clock, so he resolved to just take a nap. But when he went upstairs, he found his bed was stripped of everything. Leni then came by and explained with guilt that she thought the design was bad and threw everything away. This drew confusion from Lincoln, as Leni didn't reveal that all the other times she entered his room. So since Lori explained earlier that all the spare blankets were being washed, he was forced to sleep on his bare bed. As sleep finally began to overtake him, there was only one thought on his mind.

"Why do my sisters seem to be out to get me?"

His nap was longer than expected, and he woke up in the middle of the night. At 4 am in the morning, there was nothing to really do, so he forced himself back to sleep.

That Sunday morning, he was up early because of the oversleep. Which worked out because no one was up at 6 am on a Sunday morning to make him wait for the bathroom.

After confusion dawned on his sisters from finding out that he was up so early, the Sunday went on as normal. Luan, Leni, and Lola had already gotten back at Lincoln, so the rest had to end it today.

Lori promised Lincoln yesterday to take him to the arcade, and when they were halfway there in Vanzilla, she made a sudden turn and headed towards the mall instead. Lincoln was confused and tried yelled at her to turn back, but she refused, explaining there was this big sale. And it wasn't a lie, Lori has been waiting for this upcoming sale for weeks, and when Lincoln asked her for a ride to the arcade today she knew she had to use that to her advantage.

After hours at the mall, which bored Lincoln to heck, the two headed home. Lori acted oblivious to Lincoln's ruined Sunday the whole time, and Lincoln gave up complaining before they arrived home.

The two were silent in the car, and it helped Lincoln think to himself for a moment. He put the pieces together, how his sisters were one step away from completely ignoring him the whole week he was grounded, and now all of a sudden, it felt as if they were attacking him. It clicked in his head, they were still mad at him for ruining the talent show they worked so hard on. The thought made him feel a bit guilty and sad, and he didn't mention it to Lori. The guilt was washed away soon when he recalled giving an apology and explaining it was an accident, and nothing else. So he just sat in the passenger seat in sadness, and a twinge of anger.

Lori and Lincoln arrived home after a 10-minute drive, and Lincoln didn't wait to go inside. When he opened the front door with his own key, the sight inside the Loud house was shocking.

The remains of Lynn playing sports and Luna jamming were clear, the thing that got his attention was his destroyed video game console and game discs. When he practically yelled demanding for an explanation, Lynn explained that one of her soccer balls knocked it over and broke it.

It was clear what the hint was. He did the same thing to their talent show gig. Without pressing even further, (he still believed it was on purpose,) he went upstairs to look for Lori, who passed him while he was screaming.

He went into Lori's room after knocking, but she wasn't there. About to leave not wanting to be caught and turned into a human pretzel, he spotted a book on her bed. He walked over to it and picked it up, reading the title, "Psychological Warfare." He flipped the book around, reading the small one-paragraph summary to which he raised an eye at. Interested, without making any sounds or acting suspicious, he hid the book under his shirt and took it with him to his room. As soon as he opened his bedroom door, however, the stench got into his nostrils instantly. He looked around and saw the droppings of nearly every pet in the house. He heard Lana behind him, and she sheepishly told that she had to lock all the pets in his room because she had to get them away to get a surprise ready for them. Lincoln didn't ask any questions and just acknowledged her dumb excuse before heading inside and closing his door.

Lincoln sighed and turned to the viewers. "I think that confirms it, my sisters are out to get me. They all did something with the exception of Lisa, Lucy and obviously Lily, and I think my baby sister is the only one not on my case, but nonetheless, this is driving me crazy. Buuut~ maybe I deserve it. I did ruin their talent show after all."

"Well, ladies, we did well," Lori stated as they all stood in the teen's bedroom. "Tomorrow's the big day, Lincoln caught on to us and he wants an explanation."

"Yup!" Lola agreed with a happy smile. "Once we tell him everything, he'll understand how it feels to be on the short end of the stick when accidents happen."

"Ahem!"

All eyes turned to Lisa, the child prodigy held her hands behind her back. "Can I interject? Lucy and I still have to do our part, so I would like to ask if we explain everything tomorrow after school?"

"Yeah, that's cool with me," Lori said. "What do you two plan on doing?" She asked curiously.

"No experiments, right?" Luan brought up.

"Nope," Lisa said with a smile. "It's quite simple actually, I managed to get into his room when he was at the mall with Lori and take this…" She held up a piece of paper. "This is Lincoln's one page of math notes, full of formulas." She started. "I had overheard our parental figures, and they're expecting Lincoln to bring his math test tomorrow after school. And I had Lucy spy on him in his room through the ventilation system, and she figured out that it was actually a simple open book test."

"So why didn't you take his book, and just his notes?" Leni asked. "If he doesn't have a book to open he'll fail."

"Ignoring your statement and answering your question, if I had taken his whole book of notes our brother will notice and investigate. After what Lori has told us, he would come to us for answers. More specifically approach Lucy and I, since we were are the only ones who didn't prank or attack Lincoln yet. I assume since he's confident in his notes, he will be reckless tomorrow morning and not double check if it's in his backpack. Once he leaves the house, it'll be too late for him."

"Or too late now," Lucy said, taking a match and lighting the notes in Lily's hold on fire.

"I also doubt he studied," She rolled her eyes. "Thinking it would be so simple to open a book and write down answers using a piece of cellulose pulp fibers," When her sisters gave her a look, she frowned. "Paper, instead of his brain, like how it should be." She said. "Lincoln will fail this test, our parents will ask him about and he'll get in trouble for it. We'll explain what we did to him and why then convince our parents to remove his punishment because it was indeed our fault and everything will work out."

"Is the test, like, important?" Lynn asked, concerned.

"Well, it's no exam sheet. But even if this test is worth a lot in his grade, the difficulty in an open book test is so minimal, I doubt he'll learn anything from it. So really, I'm helping him here. Besides I can always hack into the school computers and up his grade." She finished.

"Well that's a very smart plan Lisa," Lori complimented, the toddler pushing her glasses up to her nose. "What about you Lucy, anything you came up with?"

"Sigh." Lucy started. "I'm busy doing a history class school project right now, I have complete it after this meeting. I think burning his notes and spying on him should be enough for my contribution."

"Then it's decided, tomorrow after everyone's home from school and mom and dad confront Lincoln, we'll put an end to this war once and for all! If all present are in agreement, I declare this meeting: over!"

Lori's heel could be heard being slammed on the table all the way in Lincoln's room. But the boy wasn't paying much attention to notice.

He sat on his bed in his pajamas. With his laptop in his lap, he was on the internet searching for information about the out-of-place book he found in Lori's room, "Psychological Warfare."

He found some results, sipping his now watery soda drink he got as he was on the fifth webpage down the search. "Hm…" He quietly hummed as he invested himself. "...Kids having a non-violent war… attacking favorite toys, annoying the heck out of the other team, hitting where it hurts personally..." He frowned and furrowed his brows. "Seems familiar." He inwardly deadpanned.

Taking another sip, he read summaries of each chapter individually. The younger kids in the story want it to be an equal civilized home but things will get out of hand and they can possibly destroy the hotel, while the older kids want to take charge and be responsible but are overprotective and too stern. Lincoln had to admit, the story was interesting enough to read, but as he read synopsis after synopsis, he found it to be easily repetitive.

But that didn't matter, he finally had a clue as to what was truly going on with his sisters. He just hoped it would stop soon, he already apologized for what he did, what else did they want from him, to kneel in front of them and beg for mercy? He chuckled at the thought.

"Lincoln? You there pal?" Clyde called from the walkie talkie.

The white haired boy was about to answer, but remembered he was now aware he was in a non-violent war, and his sisters were probably listening somehow. He determined that he should act accordingly like he wanted to win, but wasn't sure if he should fight back yet. His sisters didn't have the best reason to start a war, but he could still understand. In Lori's book, one side had to surrender, so he guessed he would have to as well if he couldn't help it.

Not responding to Clyde, he brought up his phone and started to text him as a reply.

Lincoln: Cant talk right now, cant let anyone hear me.

A few seconds later, he got a reply.

Clyde: Y? What happened?

He texted Clyde everything he knew so far. From the actions his sisters did, to the book, to the possibility of a war and how he didn't know if he should respond with an attack of his own.

Clyde: Well do u want to fight back?

Lincoln: I think I deserve this, but at the same time, I really shouldn't just take this sitting down. They broke my video games and ruined my saturday and sunday.

Clyde: I don't know what to tell u buddy. I don't really like these kinds of things, u know I'm not really a fighter.

Lincoln: I know. Ronnie Anne, some of my teachers and even Lynn always tell me to defend myself.

Clyde: Then do just that! Make sure they can't hit u.

Lincoln: But what if they don't stop?

Clyde: …

Lincoln saw Clyde was typing, and he guessed he was thinking of a reply. Being the quicker one, he typed,

Lincoln: I think I'll fight back.

Lincoln: Well… depending on how large of a scale their next hit will be. If it's something small like eating my leftover pizza again, I won't mind. And if they drag this on for too long with small things, I'll surrender and ask what they want.

Clyde: What about if they do something really bad?

Lincoln: It'll be fun to mess with them. I'm fighting back.

He looked at the time, it was almost 10 o'clock, nearly Lincoln's bedtime. He texted that he'll see Clyde tomorrow at school, and went back to the messaging list to start talking to someone else who could help.

Lincoln: Hey, you up?

He sat there waiting quietly, nervously fiddling with his pajamas, it took the reply about 3 minutes to come.

Ronnie Anne: Yeah what's up lameo?

Lincoln smiled.

Lincoln: I need some help.

Ronnie Anne: Like advice, or physical help. Because I'm not just down the road anymore. XD

Lincoln: A little bit of both, but I don't need you physically, just if you know if anything can help me.

Ronnie Anne: Alright what's it you need me for?

Lincoln: It'll take a while to explain, but I'm coming over tomorrow after school with Lori because she wanted to see Bobby. So I can explain then, long story short, I'm at war with my sisters.

Ronnie's next text took a little longer to appear.

Ronnie Anne: What?

Lincoln: I'll explain later, it's nothing serious, just an idea they're taking out of Lori's book. No actual fighting, just mental warfare.

Ronnie Anne: Wait is the book called phycological warefare?

Lincoln picked up the book and read the title.

Lincoln: It's spelt Psychological Warfare, but yeah.

Ronnie Anne: Well nerd, Bobby was reading the same thing for school! And he let me borrow it because he said I would like it.

Lincoln: Then Lori must be reading it for school too. They're probably doing this together, they are in the same grade even if it's at different schools now. Was the book good?

Ronnie Anne: It was alright. I couldnt understand some words without the internet, and it may have been boring in the middle of the story, but it was still nice.

Lincoln: I thought the same thing when I read a shorter version online. I guess this explains a lot?

Ronnie Anne: Yup! Except that I still don't know what was the good reason to start this war against you. Please tell me there's someone on your side…

Lincoln: Well does Clyde count? And Lily's neutral.

Ronnie Anne: This isn't Clyde's sort of thing, so he doesn't count as an ally, more as a… soldier.

Lincoln: He said the same thing.

"Kids! If you're not already in bed get to it you have school tomorrow!" Lincoln heard his mom yell from downstairs.

Lincoln: I have to go, it's my bedtime.

Ronnie Anne: See you tomorrow then. I'll try to think of something for you ;)

Lincoln: :) Bye!

With a happy sigh, he locked his phone and put it to charge, tucking himself in and attempting to sleep. The only thing on his mind was this war, and that his sisters weren't expecting anything. But as sleep took him, an idea came to mind. Hopefully, he wouldn't forget after his slumber.

The Monday morning wasn't eventful. And as he got on the bus to school, he remembered his and Clyde's talk last night. The next time they attacked him, he would hit back.

He sat in the one of the seats in the back of the bus alone and reached into his backpack, pulling out his math notebook. Mrs. Johnson said that the math test would be the first thing on Monday. Flipping through the book, he stopped when he hit empty pages and went back a bit to the latest notes he's written, to where he found a page in his notes noticeably missing.

He slammed his book shut, and if anyone who knew what was really happening looked at Lincoln, they would have expected him to be in anguish and angry. But he wasn't.

While slightly irritated and mildly anxious about the upcoming test, he had his answer to a question brought up last night. He didn't go through his bag, knowing it would be pointless to search for something not there.

A laughed a bit, quiet enough to not catch the attention of other kids or younger sisters on the bus, having fun trying out an evil laugh like another Ace Savvy villain. He rubbed his hands together and chuckled. He wasn't really evil and out to destroy his sisters, but he wasn't going to not use this to have some self enjoyment.

Class was as to be expected, he finished his test, but knew he didn't do well when handing it in. Still, it didn't bring him down, and when Mrs. Johnson returned his test, she was a little disappointed and tried not to show it. Lincoln barely passed, but it was better than a fail he supposed.

During the rest of school, nothing really happened other than regular classes. And during lunch, Lincoln and Clyde talked about the war. They didn't say much, since Clyde was uncomfortable talking about it. And while Lincoln didn't know why, he understood and they just talked about other things.

Returning home, Lori immediately told the boy to get ready for their trip to the Casagrande's, and they left minutes later.

Lori noticed something was off.

Ever since she saw Lincoln come from school the pre-teen was smiling. Just a plain average one.

As they were taking their ride, Lincoln didn't make eye contact with Lori during the trip, and made less sound than a mouse. What's worse was that he had a straight face. But something was off about his expression, and Lori didn't know what. It made her slightly uncomfortable. He just used his elbow and arm as a headrest against the open window, and stared at the passing scenery, filled with mostly trees and countryside as the wind hit his face. Lori had a hunch about what this was about. While their parents didn't know yet, Lincoln did bad on his test like Lisa predicted because of his lack of notes, and he knew it was them.

She wanted to tell him the truth right there. She was really close to blurting everything out. If the kid uttered a single word about it, she would have spilled.

But she didn't. She had to wait for mom and dad to find out about his test, then Lincoln will realize how it feels to work on something really hard just for it to disappear. Well... as hard as it is to work on an open-book test, Lori did agree with Lisa that it probably wasn't good for someone in the long run, but she wouldn't admit that it's free grades.

After a long ride, the two finally arrived at the Casagrande residence. Once Lori parked, Lincoln immediately got out and sprinted towards the front door, climbed the stairs and met up with a happy Ronnie Anne. Before Lori could say anything she was hugged by a flying teenager.

"Babe!" Bobby yelled as he hugged her tight.

Lori forgot all about her current thoughts and Lincoln when she noticed her boyfriend. She smiled and said, "Bobby! It's been so long! I miss you so much Boo-Boo Bear." She hugged him back and kissed him on the cheek.

Two kids far enough in the hallway gagged.

"Ugh…" Ronnie Anne started. "I'll never get used to that."

"Me neither." Lincoln said, scratching his head. "Hey…" He said in a quiet tone."You wanna go and…" He gave a motion with his fingers, signalling he wanted to talk in private.

"Yeah, sure. We can talk on the way to my friend Kailey's house."

"Why are we going there?" Lincoln asked.

"Because she has things that can help you. We talked about it a lot at school today." She explained, before walking off. "Come on."

"Wait, one second." Lincoln said putting a finger up. He walked over to the living room, noticing Lori was talking to Bobby's grandparents in the hallway. Not paying much attention to the discussion, he spotted Lori's phone on the couch. He sneakily went over and grabbed it, shoving it into his pocket. He ran back to Ronnie Anne, and after she told her grandparents that she was going to show Lincoln to a friend, she took his hand and they bolted.

"So what did you get in our living room?" Ronnie asked, shoving her hands into her pockets as the two walked down the street on the sidewalk.

"This." Lincoln pulled out Lori's device from his pocket. "While being near Bobby, Lori won't be on her phone at all, and even if she notices it's gone, (and Bobby calls her phone,) she won't be as worried because she has her Boo-Boo Bear with her."

Ronnie Anne chuckled at the last part. "Well that's smart and all, but what do you need her phone for?" She asked.

Lincoln gave an evil laugh like in Ace Savvy… well tried to anyway, as he started coughing mid-way through, which made Ronnie giggle again. "I still need to work on the laugh." He sheepishly said. "Anyways, I'm going to use all of her data while we're out here."

"Wait, what?" Ronnie said, shocked.

Lincoln nodded with a smile. "She's the only one in the family that has her own plan because she's on her phone the most. That being said, if she goes over her data limit, mom and dad will be…" He gave a dramatic pause. "Disappointed."

"Ouch, disappointed parents are the worst. But doesn't that mean they'll have to pay more money because of that?" She asked concerned.

"I thought so at first." Lincoln stated. "But then I remembered a time where Lori ruined dinner, and mom and dad told her to pay for Pizza. The best part is, she has a job, and mom and dad take half of the money out of her account to save for stuff she needs. With that saved money it shouldn't be a problem to pay off the data charges."

"You really thought this one through. Nice one lame-o." Ronnie stated, lightly punching him in the arm playfully.

"The best way to use a lot of data is to watch high definition videos, I learned that the hard way." He played a video on Youtube, then, without locking the phone, tucked it in his pocket.

"But I would be mad too if someone ruined my project." She reminded.

"Now answer my question," Lincoln began. "Why are we meeting this girl named Kailey?"

"Only because she has the perfect gear for you." She declared.

"What do you mean?"

"Her dad owns a business, so she's living in a wealthy family. She always used to tell me about how she grew up watching spy movies and cop movies, so she got her dad to buy some real high quality spy equipment. One camera costs like two-hundred dollars!"

"Woah…" Lincoln's jaw dropped.

Ronnie nodded. "Yup! I asked her today if you could get some gear, and she said she did have some spare ones she wasn't using. So you could borrow it."

"B-but, they're so expensive. Are you sure?"

"I asked her that too. She said she never used her old junk in years. You can ask her yourself."

"We're here."

Lincoln looked at the house that belonged to Kailey. While it wasn't a mansion, it was still larger than his house which had to contain 13 people. In the driveway, there was a nice looking van and an epic sports car. Ronnie wasn't lying when she said this family was wealthy.

"Coming lame-o?"

Lincoln hopped up the steps and went next to Ronnie Anne, who had already rung the doorbell.

"One sec!" A muffled voice from inside yelled. Some footsteps were heard heading towards the door before it was unlocked and opened.

A light-toned blond girl at Lynn's height stood at the doorway. She wore jeans and had on a white T-shirt with a vest jacket on top of it.

"Hey, Ron!" She greeted with her British accent. The girl turned to Lincoln. "And you must be the boyfriend. Nice to meet ya, Lincoln." She held out her hand for a shake.

"Hello, Kailey. Ronnie told me about you. I'm Lincoln Loud."

"I keep telling you, he's not my boyfriend, just a friend that happens to be a boy!" Ronnie angrily said with a glare while blushing as the other two shook hands.

"That's what you always say, but I only keep bringing it up because you talk about him a lot."

Lincoln looked at Ronnie in confusion while Kailey looked at her smug.

The hispanic girl crossed her arms, blush still emitting on her cheeks. "Shut up. Lincoln's just my best friend, that's all."

Kailey giggled before signaling for the two to come in.

"No one's home right now, so it's just us." Kailey said while they walked down the hall. She took them through a door on the left, which led to the basement.

"So, Ron told me you've been having trouble with your sisters," Kailey said as they descended the stairs and walked in the finished basement filled with boxes and furniture stored away.

Lincoln laughed. "Yeah, could use a bit of help in the house."

"Well, you're in luck." She flipped on the light and walked over to some boxes.

Opening one, she pulled out a large briefcase and put in on the floor. "Here we are. My old set." She opened the briefcase, and inside were 6 large cameras, 6 small hidden cameras, multiple tiny microphones, and other stuff that made Lincoln stare at it in awe.

"It's all wireless, can be looked at through a computer, and the batteries are rechargeable and last about two weeks regularly."

"So cool," Lincoln said, before turning to Kailey and giving her a confused expression. "Are you sure I can borrow this though? Ronnie Anne said it was expensive."

Kailey waved a hand. "I haven't used this set in years. It's an older model but still works just as good. I'll let you borrow it because any one of Ron's friends are my friends. Also, because the Casagrande's provide for my dad's business, it's how me and Ronnie met after all."

Ronnie raised an eyebrow with her hands in her pockets. "This is cool and all, but how will this help Lincoln? He needs to get back at them not look at them through a screen."

"Take tsk tsk…" Kailey smiled as she shook her head and put her hands on her hips. "Ron everyone knows that information is power."

"She's right," Lincoln said, bending down to look at the equipment closely. "I know a lot about my sisters already. I don't think I need much help to get some attacks off, but with this, I'll always know what they're up to." He held out a hidden camera and a microphone and inspected them.

"And as long as your computer or phone has the memory, you can save video footage to catch anyone red-handed doing anything to try and mess with you."

"Yeah, this is perfect! I can't thank you enough!" Lincoln closed the briefcase and stood up. He took the briefcase by the handle and was surprised by the weight of it. Even so, he was managing to carry it with his strength.

"Don't worry about it. It's my pleasure. Just make sure you keep Ronnie Anne posted so you can keep me posted. This sibling war thing sounds interesting."

"Will do." Lincoln said.

Kailey led them upstairs and back to the front door, to which the three said their goodbyes.

"See you at school tomorrow, Ron," Kailey said while high fiving the tomboy.

"As usual."

"I'll get this back to you as soon as I can," Lincoln said, gesturing to the briefcase.

Kailey scoffed. "It's fine, you don't have to rush things. How long do you think this war will last though?"

"Honestly, with my sisters? I don't know." Lincoln said, his free right hand scratching his head.

Kailey walked up to Lincoln and saluted him. "Good luck Agent Loud." She said playfully.

Lincoln grinned, and saluted back. "Very appreciated… Agent, uh…" He faltered.

"Bond." The girl finished for him. "Agent Kailey Bond."

"You're still blushing Ronnie…" Lincoln said with a smirk as the two were walking back to the Casagrande's residence.

"She called you cute! Then said we were cute together, then said I liked you!"

"Well… do you?" Lincoln asked, his smirk dropping for curiosity to take over.

Ronnie Anne turned her head and glared at him, but when she noticed his innocent expression, she withdrew it. "Let's not talk about it."

"I-it's fine if you don't."

"It's not that…" Ronnie sighed. "I care about you, like, more than just a past classmate. I just don't know if we can even be friends for how far we live from one another. Everytime someone mentions us being a 'thing', I think about us breaking up because we're so distant from each other and forgetting one another." She explained with sadness.

"And we talked about this too. Even if we aren't in the same town doesn't mean we can't be friends. We still have video chat, right?"

Ronnie sighed again. "I know… I just don't want us to grow apart. You're the best friend I've ever had in my life... I don't want to forget about you."

Lincoln didn't know what to say to that. So when they walked up to Ronnie Anne's home, he dropped the briefcase and hugged her tightly.

Ronnie Anne returned the hug with twice the force, enjoying the moment. When they ended the hug, Ronnie smiled at her friend, "Thanks lame-o." She lightly punched his arm. "Come on, let's get the stuff into your van before Lori and Bobby realizes we're back."

And they did just that. With Ronnie Anne's help, Lincoln lifted the suitcase in the trunk of Vanzilla, the back seats hiding it from the drivers view. The two didn't have anything else planned, they took about 40 minutes walking to Kailey's house grabbing her stuff and walking back, so they had about half an hour left before the Louds had to leave. Lincoln suggested they play video games, and Ronnie happily agreed to the thought, so for the next half an hour they played in her room until Lori stated they had to leave.

The Louds said their goodbyes, and left to head back home, not before Lori found her phone on the living room couch.

The ride back was the same. Lincoln didn't make a sound, and just gazed out the passenger seat window with a straight face. Lori was slightly worried, but didn't say anything about it, nor tried to start a conversation.

Lori pulled into the driveway, and this time Lincoln didn't sprint towards the front door, letting his older sister get there first. Soft piano could be heard from inside, and this made Lincoln and Lori confused. Opening the door, they saw that it was Lucy on the piano playing some soft beautiful music. The piano was placed right where the talent show props were… before they got destroyed.

Lori smiled, while Lincoln didn't give a reaction.

"You're really good Lucy!" Lori complimented.

"Thanks." Lucy said in her monotone. "I've been practicing because The Vampires of Melancholia has good background music I wanted to replicate".

The rest of Lincoln's sisters sat on the couch watching television. They all greeted the two, before turning their heads back to the screen.

"Are you two back?" Rita yelled from the kitchen.

"Yes, mom!" Lori yelled back.

"Lincoln can you come to the kitchen for a second?"

Lincoln heard his father's voice and followed his orders, the eldest sister heading towards the couch instead to sit with her other siblings.

"Did you tell our male sibling about the true reasoning to our behaviour in the past two days?" Lisa asked when Lori sat down beside her.

"No. Came close to spilling everything though."

"Well it's good you didn't. The scene about to take place in a moment won't have as much as an impact if you had."

"And once Lincoln walks back in here, we'll cheer him up." Laun added, as they knew he would probably get grounded at most for failing his test today.

In the kitchen, Lynn Sr. held up a very familiar math quiz as the piano could still be heard, albeit a little fainter. "Lisa found this in your bag, Lincoln."

"We thought we told you to study for your quiz, Lincoln." Rita said feeling let down. "You had all weekend."

In a normal situation, Lincoln would try to come up with an excuse, or if he knew that one of his sisters were involved, try to convince his parents it was them. But this time was different, he had to prove something to both himself and his sisters. And he knew if he avoided being grounded, it would shock them.

Slightly clearing his throat, he began, putting on a downridden state. "I know… It was an open-book test, you know, when you can use your notes while taking it?" The two older Louds looked at him in understanding so he continued. "I guess I got the open-book part to my head." He rubbed his shoulder, showing off his discouragement. "So I didn't study and relied on my notes. But I couldn't find them when I went to school, I probably misplaced them." He sighed. "I know I disappointed you mom and dad. And I'm sorry. Mrs. Johnson was also upset, and it hurt because she's such a great teacher."

The two parents looked at each other, and if as they read each other's minds they nodded to each other before turning back to their son. "We understand Lincoln." Rita said, a warm motherly smile on her face. "I was your age once, and these things happen to me all the time." She kneeled and placed a hand on his shoulder. "The important thing is, you realize your mistake so you won't make it again."

"And it looks like you already learned your lesson!" Lynn Sr. added proudly.

"Yeah…" Lincoln rubbed his arm again nervously. "When the next math test comes, I'll make sure to get one-hundred percent on it!" The boy said confidently.

"That's the spirit!"

Rita chuckled. "Even a B is fine with us Lincoln. As long as your learning." She kissed his forehead before turning around and continuing to help her husband cook.

"Am I grounded again?" Lincoln asked.

Lynn Sr. shook his head, "You already learned your lesson, and your guilt is enough punishment. Besides, you were grounded all last week, you need to stretch your legs! You can go wait for dinner Lincoln, I'm making lasagna tonight~" Lynn Sr. said happily.

Lincoln gave a half-hearted smile, then walked into the dining room, hearing the piano music getting clearer and louder. In the couple of seconds he was in the dining room, he put on a smile.

"Here he comes, you have the stage big sis!" Luna whisper-yelled to Lori as everyone sat on the couch and looked over to the entrance to the dining room.

The 8 sisters watched in anticipation, while Lucy was still on the piano, and Lily was playing with her blocks. Each of them expected Lincoln to walk out with a frown, or even a little bit of tears. It would hurt them, but they were right about to fix it.

The piano music started to get intensely creepy, as Lucy hit keys slowly going to a higher pitch.

Lincoln finally appeared around from the dining room, and he turns and head up the stairs. Lori couldn't start speaking, her voice hitched when she saw Lincoln. The other girls were frozen in shock as he passed them in the living room, not even giving them a glance for a single moment.

The piano music got even more eerie, as time seemed to slow down.

He's smiling. Not a smirk, an evil smile, a knowing smile, or a cheeky smile, just a regular plain ol' not suspicious at all smile. But there was something... off.

Without a word being spoken, Lincoln walked up the stairs and into his room, seconds later, the sound of him shutting the door was heard from downstairs.

"Lucy that's enough!" Lynn screamed, the goth girl complying.

"Sorry, that's the part that plays when something terrible is revealed in the show." Lucy explained.

"Lori!" Luna yelled, "Why didn't you say anything dude?"

"U-um...!" Lori said. "I-I… sorry. I'll go tell him now." She sat up and jogged up the stairs, turning to see Lincoln's room. The door was still closed, so she walked up to it and tried to knock, but stopped when she noticed something on the ground leaning against his bedroom door.

"Wait, is that…? It can't be…"

The teen slowly bent down to pick up the book, and she was right. It was her book for school.

There was a piece of paper between the pages. She slipped it out, and unraveled it, revealing a note.

"The war continues!"

"Oh no…" She whispered to herself. "We have a problem…"

"Lori! Why did I just get a text that you're 4 gb over your data limit!"

AN;

Sorry if that seemed a bit rushed, but now we're done with the Lincoln torture. I don't know what to really put in the author's notes, so I'll just say remind everyone that this isn't a Lincoln torture, and no one will be hurt at the end of this story. And will definitely have a happy ending. Characters may seem OOC, and I don't know if it's my writing or just people's judgment. But as an older sibling of 3 other brothers, there is no such thing as OOC when anger is involved. But some may disagree.

Also, I don't know if I'll continue the shipping between Lincoln and Ronnie Anne, but it isn't a main part of the story.

Tell me what you all think so far. Is it still a bad story because of Lincoln hate? And YES, I know this is similar to that one story everyone hates, but it's nothing like it.