A/N: Welcome to the newest chapter, dear readers. Where we last left off, the family athlete was face to face with her arch enemy, and now the game is on.

Just one small note. The Maya character in this fic is not the same as the Maya on Lynn's basketball team. This Maya is based off a person I knew in real life (though her personality was very different).

When Lucy walked back over to her sister, she saw her face to face with a squadron of four girls, one of whom was giving a most hate filled glare to Lynn. Lucy knew instinctively that this girl was Maya. She had never seen Maya before, though she heard a lot about her from Lynn, and was very curious.

The girl that stood before her older sister had dark black hair, tied in pigtails. She had a bit of a chip in her front teeth, reminding Lucy of Lincoln's similar teeth. Unlike Lynn, she had no freckles on her face. But there was something about her that was just like Lynn. Lucy couldn't put her finger on it…

"I'm going to wipe the floor with you, Lynn. Oh wait, I doubt you would even reach the floor."

"Well that shouldn't be a problem for you, Maya. I heard from my brother that you dwarves are great at inventing tools."

Lucy gasped. She just realized why they looked so similar.

They were the exact same height.

"What are you two talking about? You're both the same…" Lucy felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked and saw Polly shaking her head and mouthing "Don't say it."

Maya snapped her fingers. "It doesn't matter. After all, when I win today, I won't have to wipe the floors, will I? See you after the game, Madeleine."

Everyone looked at her confusedly.

Maya blushed from the glares. "Because her name is Lynn, and she's going to be dressed like a maid. So Maid Lynn becomes Madeleine."

No one said anything.

Maya sighed. "Let's go, girls."

After they left, Lynn turned to her team, with determination in her eyes.

"Everyone, the enemy has come forward and attempted to demoralize us. Her vicious slander about my height was nothing more than an effort to harm our initiative. Our victory is guaranteed, for good always triumphs over evil. I ask you; will you allow the hate and spite of this angry child to overcome your skills and abilities?"

Lucy, Margo and Polly looked at each, and Lynn's strong determination became infectious.

"NO!" they all responded loudly.

"Would you accept a future in which you are dressed like French maids, cleaning out the homes of those witches?"

"NO!"

"Then follow me to victory, comrades. We don't live to win. We…

"live…"

"to…"

"LYNN!"

"Y…Yeah," came a rather half-hearted response.

Lynn felt the hype drain from her body. "It… It sounded better in my head," the jock admitted sheepishly.

Margo sighed, disappointed. "I should've known the team name was a fluke."

Through some cruel twist of fate, the two teams would be bowling in the lanes next to each other. On one hand, this prevented either side from cheating. On the other hand, no one could play without receiving derisive comments from the other side.

"Dammit," said Polly as she accidentally rolled her ball into the gutter.

"Nice job. Maybe you could dig the ball out of the gutter with your large chin," called out Maya, followed by a chorus of mocking laughter from her team.

"I'm surprised you were even able to see my chin from all the way down there," responded Polly.

Lynn burst out laughing so hard that soda came out of her nose.

"What are you laughing about, Lynn? Have you checked the scoreboard?" responded an aggressive and embarrassed Maya.

Lynn looked over at her opponent's screen and saw that, to her horror, Maya's team was actually capable. More than capable, in fact. Their team had a collective of 231 points at the seventh frame. The sporty girl made sure to not look panicked.

"Well that's all fine and well, but just take a look at how much points we have."

The two looked at Lynn's team's scoreboard.

204 points.

"YES! 204!."

"You have a smaller amount of points. That's bad for you."

"No. Bowling works like golf; the smaller the number, the better."

Maya just rolled her eyes and left to complete her game.

Lynn turned to Margo. "Dang it. She's not that easy to fool."

Margo was stunned. "Did you really think that would work?"

Lynn ignored her and turned her attention back to the screen. She studied each row of numbers carefully. She and Margo were doing excellent (though Lynn had yet to achieve her turkey). Polly was also doing rather well for herself. Despite the occasional mishap, she often got eights and sevens. Which meant that the one bringing the average down was…

"Lucy? What the hell?"

Lucy looked up just as she gently rolled the heavy bowling ball down the aisle. It knocked down three pins.

"Lucy, you're scores are so much less than ours. What's wrong?"

"I had a talk with the bowling ball. He's such a sensitive soul despite his hard exterior. Sigh, and he hates being used to attack his friends."

No one knew how to respond. Lynn gave it her best shot, though.

"Listen, Lucy, I know you do these weird things every now and again, trying to humanize inanimate objects. But we have a game to win, otherwise we'll have to play maid for Maya and her familiars."

"I just wanted to get to know him better, if we're going to be touching all night."

Now Lynn was getting annoyed. "Him? It's a ball."

"I'll try harder next round, okay?"

"Not good enough. Thanks to your jackassery, we're majorly behind. I thought you had an actual problem, but here I find you just screwing around."

"Hey, hey," interrupted Margo, trying to defend the young goth, "No need to talk to her like that."

Lynn turned angrily towards her. "Don't tell me how to talk to her."

"What? You think you can just talk to her anyway you want because she's your sister?"

"YES!" shouted Lynn, tired of dealing with back-talk. "I CAN TALK TO HER LIKE THAT BECAUSE SHE'S MY SISTER. MY CREEPY, USELESS EMO SISTER!"

The moment the words left her mouth, Lynn knew she had crossed a line.

The other girls gasped and Lucy appeared stunned.

Lynn had just said it.

The E-word.

Lucy liked to think there was a distinction between Goths and emos, and had reminded her family repeatedly of that. And here Lynn was using that word as a weapon, in public, against her younger sister.

"Lucy… I'm so sor…" The athlete started.

"Looks like you're all having a big fight," interrupted Maya as she walked over. "Let's be honest. None of you stand a chance of winning. So how about you just cut your losses right now?"

"Fine, just as long as I don't have to play with her anymore," said Lucy in the angriest tone she could muster.

Lynn gasped. "But… But…"

Then, deep down in the primordial recesses of her mind, Lynn came to a realization. She thought about everything that had happened recently, and knew what had to happen next.

"Maya, can I speak to you privately?"

The two girls went off to talk. What they were speaking about, none of Lynn's teammates cared, least of all Lucy. That was until Maya and Lynn returned, and the black-haired girl spoke:

"Alright, you three are off the hook. No need to show up to our houses."

Lucy, Polly and Margo looked shocked and confused.

"Lynn here is going to do all the chores by herself," said Maya. Then she leaned in close to Lynn's ear and whispered:

"And you better have a cute outfit while you clean, cause I want the best picture possible to send to Francisco."

Lynn cringed at the idea of her crush seeing her dressed like that, but nodded in defeat anyways.

Maya smirked and walked away to her celebrating teammates, leaving the sport Loud with her team.

"Why would you offer to do that?" asked Margo?

"Because… because I dragged you three out here to fight one of my personal battles, and on top of that I don't even let you enjoy yourselves. I'm... I'm sorry guys. At first, I thought I could balance my rivalry with Maya and my desire to have fun with my sister and friends. Guess I was wrong."

Before anyone could respond, Lynn's phone rang. She looked at the ID and sighed. "Come on, Luce. Dad's here."

The next day, Lynn showed up to Maya's house in a maid outfit she had borrowed from Lincoln (why he had something like that, she refused to ask). She had to endure Lori's laughter the entire ride to Maya's home, but she knew the real mocking was soon to come.

Just then, her hated rival walked out of the door. "Ah, Lynn. Good to see you. And you look sooooooooooooooooo cute. When I send your boyfriend the picture, do you think I should use a filter or leave it natural?" She pronounced the last word with an attempt at a French accent.

Lynn stayed silent and gritted her teeth.

"But that's not the best part. The best part is that you're here, alone. No comrades, no compatriots. Just one person. Or I guess in your case, half a person."

"Make that three and a half!" said a familiar voice.

The two rivals turned to see Lucy, Margo and Polly standing there, all in the same maid outfit that Lynn was wearing.

"What are you three doing here? I told you guys you didn't have to do this for me," said Lynn to her three teammates.

Margo smiled at her. "True, but what if we were doing it for someone else?"

Lynn looked blankly at her, puzzled.

Margo chuckled. "Lucy practically begged us to show up in these clothes and help you out. Neither of us had anything going on, and she sounded so genuine that we decided it was OK to embarrass ourselves little."

Lynn looked at her sister, who turned away. The tomboy couldn't help but smile, and felt a little tugging at the heartstrings, half-happiness and half-guilt.

Maya saw this, and her smug smile quickly disappeared. "Yeah… well… she didn't even get a turkey last night. So ha!"

Polly shrugged. "She struck three people's emotions, so you can count that, in a way."

"Just… just get to work. Start with the porch," Maya growled at them as she went back inside.

Lynn looked at Lucy, Polly and Margo with a emotional look on her face. "Listen…"

Margo put her finger over her lips, indicating for her to shush. "We got too much work to be talking. All of us."

Lynn smiled, and understood what her friend was saying.

The four got to work cleaning the porch.

"By the way, where did you guys get your clothes?"

"I ordered mine online. Overnight shipping," responded Polly.

"I got mine from a nearby costume store," answered Margo.

Lynn nodded and looked at her sister. "Luce?"

Lucy blushed a bit. "I… I took the one Lincoln has. I don't have one of my own and I resent the implication."

The athlete and the goth returned home at sunset. They managed to get a decent amount of work done, though they still had three houses to clean for Maya's team.

Before they went inside, Lynn felt a burning need to confront her sister about what had happened today.

"Lucy, why did you help me? After what I said to you, I thought it would be days or weeks before we could go back to normal."

Lucy thought about it. She wanted to use the best words to convey her explanation.

"I did it because… I felt guilty about what happened yesterday. I was your first choice for a replacement, and you were trying your hardest to make me have fun. And how do I repay you? By talking to bowling balls?"

Lynn shook her head. "Lucy, don't you dare excuse what I did," she said somewhat aggressively. "I was in the wrong. I made you feel worse and stopped you from just having fun and doing what you wanted."

The two girls stood in silence.

Then Lynn brightened up. "How about this? Why don't we go down to the bowling alley again next week. Me, you, Margo and Polly. Just to have a good time. You can go talk to the pins if you want to."

Lucy gave a slight smile. "Well, I would like to have some more corn syrup water."

"What?"

"Soda."

"Oh. Great. Lisa's rubbing off on you."

Once they entered home, they noticed Luan and Lana holding pies in their hands. Mud pies for the tomboy and blueberry pies for the comedian. Though when they saw that it was Lynn and Lucy, they both sat back down on the sofa disappointedly.

"So you two lost, huh?" asked a dejected Lana. Lynn and Lucy nodded somberly.

"I guess we can say goodpie to the Crazy Day, huh?" said the jokester. "Haha. Get it? But seriously, I was looking forward to that. Me and Lana have been waiting around all day."

Lynn felt guilty about that, but then smiled at the both of them. "You know what, you don't have to say goodbye to your fun time."

"What do you mean?" asked Lana.

Lynn spread out her arms. "Well, my costume is already dirty. Might as well."

The pie-wielding blonde and brunette immediately got excited and prepared their throwing arms.

"Wait, wait, wait… What about Lucy?" asked Luan.

Lynn looked at her black-haired sister. "Listen Lucy. I'm fine with the fact that you showed up to help me earlier, but you don't have to do this now. Just go upstairs. Consider it my atonement."

Lucy thought about it for a moment. Then she spread out her arms like her jock sister.

Lynn couldn't help it. "Oh, LUCY!" she squealed as she gave her sister the strongest embrace she could manage, as a volley of pies flew towards the both of them.

One of the best parts about writing this story is putting someone else in the limelight. As much as I love Lincoln, I thought it would be nice to see the sisters interacting one-on-one with each other. I'm planning on having Lynn pair up with each sibling once before I repeat (with the exception of Lucy. As Lynn's roommate, she gets special privileges).

So here's a question: Which sister would you like to see Lynn pair up with in the next chapter? I was going to create a poll, but I'm too incompetent :P

Also, I'm planning on releasing some other LH stories in the near future, but I still expect to release a new chapter of this story at least once a week or so.

Finally, thanks for the support (1200+ views and counting).