A/N: Here it is, the next part of chapter six. As usual I own nothing, the Loud House and affiliated characters belongs to Nickelodeon, and thanks again to Leolamin1997 for his contributions. Go check him and his stories out.
Sentinel HQ
Within the large metallic base there was a large factory complex filled with machinery that was building various things for the Silent Sentinels. From ships, to weapons, and their various troops, everything was moving on an assembly line conveyor belt. In one corner of the factory, a specific type of mook and a special ship were being built. The mooks looked to be made out of a smooth clay-like substance, with sharpened stone protrusions asymmetrically positioned throughout their bodies, and their right forearms were both made out of various metals and molded into various tools. Atop their heads were hard hats with flashlights built into them. The ship on the other hand was made in the visage of a gargantuan avian-like creature, with two sets of wings with anti-gravity thrusters built into the grooves, a brown and green color scheme, an elevated tail that withheld the bridge, and a lotus opening at the very front, the ship itself looked to be a homage to wildlife and foliage. Suppress stood and watched the machines work, tapping away at her tablet with methodical precision. As she worked she was approached from behind by Shush.
"If your trying to scare me, knock it off, I'm not in the mood." Suppress said annoyed.
"I wasn't planning on it. I just came to see how the progress was coming along." Shush said.
"I'm currently developing the main ground forces and outfitting them with the needed tools for resource extraction. Your ship will soon be able to do the same on a even larger scale, and make more troops for you from within. As well as having the ability to scan the most rich areas of resources." Suppress noted.
"And." Shush said getting a glare from Suppress.
"And I have examined the data of creatures who will be living in the area, and have made special habitats for them all in your Zoo." Suppress said annoyed.
"Oh yes, thank you!" Shush said happily going in for a hug.
"Please don't touch me, I'm really in the zone right now and I don't want to lose my flow with single handed typing." Suppress said making Shush stop in mid-hug.
"Oh…. Okay" Shush said sadly stepping back letting Suppress work.
"I suggest you get ready for battle, those Marvelous headaches are sure to show up once you land and begin." Suppress said with a hint of anger.
"Well, I mean we still have time before I have to go down. Do you need any help in the lab or….?" Shush asked nervously.
"The lab is my domain Shush, so leave me and go do whatever it is you do." Suppress said waving Shush off.
"Well, I just thought we could hang out and talk like we used to." Shush said.
"You know we are in a very delicate situation. There is so much to do with this planet, and thanks to the Marvelous jerks we are way behind schedule for this." Suppress said slightly worried.
"I want to please big brother, but I liked it better when things were simpler and we all were closer." Shush said rubbing her arm.
"Well it isn't, now leave me to my work. Why don't you talk to Sulk, you like her don't you? Stars know why you do." Suppress said.
"She's my twin, and yes, maybe I will go talk to her." Shush said as she walked out of the lab leaving Suppress to her work.
Shush walked down the halls of the ship till she came up to a large set of doors that was done up with sparkles and glitter with a note on it.
QUEEN SULK'S BEDROOM, KEEP OUT!
With a very angry drawing of Sulk on the bottom. Shush sighed knowing entering was just asking for a fight to break out so she instead pressed the intercom.
"Sulk…. It's me are you in?" Shush said into the speaker. The was a few minutes of silence until.
"GO AWAY DIRT GIRL!" Sulk yelled from the other side of the door.
"Sulk can we please not do this. I-I just want to talk." Shush pleaded.
"I DON'T WANT ANYTHING FROM YOU, JUST GO AWAY!" Sulk yelled before going silent.
Shush frowned after hearing her twins words.
"Sulk….. remember when we were close? And I don't just mean us, when the whole family was closer." Shush said sadly into the intercom receiving no reply from Sulk.
"Remember that time we crashed a ship onto that planet, and we had to wait for like two hours till they found us. It was pretty, we landed in a forest and the sun was out. While I was running around and climbing trees you sat at your little tents with the surviving mooks trying to look proper. But I knew you were bored, so I slapped a bunch of leaves on my body and then jumped out of the trees saying I was a forest monster here to kidnap the lovely princess. You got one good look at me and then laughed. You then went on some monologue about how a primitive native couldn't beat a powerful queen. Then we just played till brother picked us up. That was fun, we had fun." Shush said remembering the good times still no response.
"And then it turns out that brother was watching us and took pictures. He showed it to the whole family, we were both so embarrassed. You know I kept those pictures, did you?" Shush asked getting no answer.
"I'll see ya later sis." Shush said sadly as she walked away.
Sulk laid on her large bed, face in a pillow, still bandaged up. She turned her head to face the nightstand where a book laid. She flipped open to a page where a picture of Shush covered in leaves leapt atop Sulk. Both of them were smiling. Sulk pressed her face into pillow groaning.
(Royal Woods, Comic Store)
The bell rung and rang each and every time someone opened the door, whether to enter, leave, or just for a curious child to hear the funny noise the 'gold thing' made. To some, it would be annoying to have to hear that practically every hour of a majority of the days of the year. But to those who've worked in the shop since it's opening, or have been a regular patron and customer since its early days, the annoyance the sound no doubt caused everyone else had dwindled to nothing for them.
One Lucy Loud, however, was not one of these two groups. As she stood in the aisle for horror comics, leafing through the selection to find the one she coveted, she couldn't help but flinch in annoyance at the surprisingly constant ringing that reverberated throughout the store. Either there were more people than usual coming in today, or some kid wanted to hear the bell again, and again, and again, and again, until everyone's ears blew off.
Luckily, just as she found her desired comic, and before she could contemplate placing a curse on the perpetrator, the ringing stopped after a woman called out, "Joey, come here sweetie, time to stop playing with the bell." Perplexingly however, was the fact that a baby giggling was what immediately followed.
Freezing upon hearing said giggling, Lucy thought, "What is that woman feeding her kid?" Before shaking her head, grabbing the book, and rushing to the cashier. Had she checked her surroundings though, she would have seen a boy who looked remarkably like her peering out from behind the aisle with another copy of the comic in hand.
"Sigh," he said, "we're lucky that these were the last two copies; and that I already bought mine." Someone peered out from an aisle to see who had spoke, only to find no one, shrug, and go back to what they were doing.
After purchasing her graphic novel, Lucy met up with Lincoln and Ronnie outside as a small gathering of tables; many of which both had and lacked umbrellas. No doubt a recent addition for those who wanted to read out in the sun, or outside and in the shade.
"I still can't believe that you actually power bombed that chick just for the last issue of Ace Savvy, Lame-O." Ronnie Anne said with an amused yet impressed smirk.
"When it comes to Ace Savvy, no one stands in my way." Lincoln said as he flipped the page of the latest issue of his favorite hero series. "Not even Renee."
"You do know that she's going to want revenge for that, right?" Ronnie said with a knowing tone.
"What's the worst she can do? Give me a dutch oven?" Lincoln asked humorously with a laugh. "I have Lynn for a sister, so she can't really do much to me."
"Other than giving you a wedgie." Lucy said, suddenly sitting next to her white haired elder, causing the two to yell and jump in fright.
"Seriously?" Ronnie asked incredulously as she caught her breath. "Months of training, and I'm still not used to this?"
"Try living with her, it's even worse." Lincoln said as he glowered at the smirking eight year old.
"Still got it." Lucy said with pride as she opened her purchase and began to read.
After catching their breath, the two looked toward Lucy, with Ronnie asking, "So, what'd you get Goth-O?" With an eyebrow raised.
"Screams of Fear number two." Lucy replied.
"Glad I introduced you to it?" Lincoln asked with a smirk.
"Glad would be an overstatement," Lucy paused before saying with a small thankful smile, "but I am grateful."
Rubbing her head, Lincoln replied, "Anytime, Luce, anytime."
Rolling her eyes at the affectionate display between them, Ronnie Anne simply picked up and opened her own purchase: a Skull Squisher number four. Previous trips with the only Loud boy had lead to her discovering the series, purchasing the first few issues after some skimming, and turning her into an avid reader whose since looked forward to every issue since. Knowing that bike and skateboard riders tend to wipe out at this place, Ronnie routinely stole quick glances at the sidewalks and road in between every few panels, if only to see someone wipe out.
After one of these glances however, she did a double take to confirm what she saw. For on the other side of the rode was an 11 year old hispanic boy wearing blue jeans, a partially unzipped purple hoodie - revealing a white t-shirt - sneakers; and short black hair with purple highlights. He was looking at her with a mix of an unimpressed stare and a jealous glare, the briefest of scowls appeared on his lips before a sixteen wheeler passed by and he vanished from sight.
Blinking at the other side of the road, trying to understand what she saw, Ronnie Anne shook her head and returned to her comic. Neither she, Lucy, nor Lincoln, noticed the boy sitting at the table adjacent from them with the same boy that was spying on Lucy, and a near exact look-alike of Lincoln with long white hair; reading their own comics and peering at them with contempt.
(Royal Woods, The Mall)
It's amazing what people would do when in the oddest of circumstances. People could join a church or religion, turn to crime, or even jump off of high surface. In the case of the Royal Woods Mall however, they conducted sales on their wares, brought the prices down to astronomically low prices, and unleashed a storm similar to Black Friday. Luckily the two eldest blonds of the Loud siblings had managed to get their desired items with surprisingly little fuss. It was Lola, surprisingly, who had the more difficult time getting what she wanted.
(Royal Woods, The Mall; Mrs. Pink and Prim's Toy Store)
A girl dressed in a green gown let out a warrior's cry as she leapt off a shelf and body slammed Lola, snatching the toy in the dazed girl's hands with relative ease. Before she could get up, she was steamrolled by a dust ball of kids fighting over the same toy. After it passed, the pageant diva groaned in pain before spotting a discarded, and possibly forgotten, toy just a foot from her. After quickly checking to see if anyone was watching, she reached out to grab the item, a smug smile on her face. Until the sound of a stampede reached her ears.
Wondering what was making the noise, Lola turned to where she heard it coming from. Only to let out a shriek as she laid eyes on the crowd of screaming girls and boys racing to her.
(Food Court)
Lola hissed as Leni applied the disinfectant to her bruise; the pompous girl reduced to looking like she wore rags and got into fights with how ruined her dress was, and how many bruises she sustained. She even had a black eye, one luckily covered by an ice pack.
"Watch it!" She shrieked.
"Lola, it's going to hurt no matter what, so just suck it up." Lori said as she kept an eye on her and Leni's bags. Even if they were out of the stores, it was still a possibility for someone to try and steal their purchase now that they didn't have to pay for them.
"It's worse than that invisible bump you made me look over yesterday, that's for sure." Leni said as she put a big bandaid on Lola's bruised left arm.
"Because there was no bump, Leni, she was just making a big fuss." Lori said rolling her eyes.
"A pink rock hit my perfect head!" Lola shouted, luckily going unheard due to the crowds flying about.
"And left no damage other than dull pain." Lori rebutted. "These however are actual injuries that actually exist, and will more than likely go away by tomorrow, if you just shut up and let Leni do her job."
"Says the girl who didn't bother helping me yesterday!" Lola said with a growl as the disinfectant was applied to her forehead.
"Says the diva who didn't need help, and constantly tries to put herself above everyone else just because she can put on a dress and look pretty." Lori groused.
"How dare you? I punched a-!" Lola shrieked before Lori forced her hand over her mouth, shutting her up.
"A Xenomorph wannabe through a wall." Lori finished. "Yeah, I know, I was there; we know, we were there. But what you conveniently forget is that you had help to even do that; so I suggest that you re-educate yourself and cool it with the Pride. Just because you didn't get a toy, doesn't mean you can start acting like a spoiled little diva who can do anything and get everything she wants."
Behind Lori, a woman was reaching for her bags.
"Touch those and I will turn you into a human pretzel." She said, causing the woman to panic and run. Taking her hand off the younger twins mouth, Lori sat back in her chair with an expectant look while Leni finished packing up the first aid.
Crossing her arms grumpily, Lola didn't say anything for a moment.
"I'm sorry." She grumbled.
"You got trampled and didn't even get anything out of it, that would make anyone mad." Lori said. "But that doesn't give you the right to try and act like a jerk." She took out her phone and started looking through her text messages.
As the situation defused, Leni looked around the court absentmindedly, not really looking for anything in particular. But upon glancing over a smoothie store - how that was successful was a mystery - she did a double take. Standing at the counter getting a smoothie was a boy her age with short blonde hair, and wearing a seafoam green long sleeved shirt, blue jeans, dress shoes, and the exact same sunglasses as her. Upon grabbing a tray with eleven smoothies, the boy noticed her and glared. The second eldest Loud rubbed her eyes to make sure that she wasn't seeing things, only to no longer see the boy when she reopened them.
"Leni, come on." Lori said bringing the dim blonde out of her stupor.
"Coming." Leni replied, the boy out of her head just as quickly as he had entered. "Where are we going?" She asked.
"We're going to wander about and listen in on what other people are saying about the Marvelous." Lori replied.
"Isn't that eavesdropping?" Leni asked.
"We do it all the time to Lincoln," Lori said, "so it's not that different."
"Alright, if you say so." Leni conceded as they went their way.
The three left to eavesdrop, they were completely unaware of the boy that Leni had seen seated at a table, and watching them with a boy roughly a year older and clutching his phone, and a boy wearing a pink cape. All of them glowering at the three.
The mall was always a hustling and bustling place of people and noise, no matter what day of the week it was. But whenever there was a sale, or heaven forbid, SALES, then it would turn from a community shopping center to a battleground. Surprisingly, the sales resulting from the recent alien invasion yielded less disastrous results. There were large crowds of people, yes, but they didn't act like a mob on Black Friday.
Such was the perfect conditions to allow the three most fashion forward Louds to eavesdrop on any conversation they liked.
"I'm telling you I was there it was like right out of an action movie, they were fighting atop a train." One boy swore.
"She was...in my head. It was like her voice was the only thing I could hear... or wanted to hear." Another kid said.
"I'm not trying to be an apologist for her, but she was kinda cute. I mean up until she turned into a creepy tentacle monster." Another kid confessed.
"Why is all this stuff happening in our town?" Someone asked.
"Things have gotten a lot more dangerous, my friend is afraid to leave his house." One woman said morosely.
"Those Marvelous guys always end up saving us, where did they come from?" One teen questioned as she held to her bags tightly.
"Can we trust them? It seems a little to convenient that they always show up on time and beat the bad guy. This ain't some comic book." A random man said.
"And there's more than from last time. How many are there?" Someone asked their companion.
"I still think the orange one is kinda cute." Said one girl much to the bewilderment of her friends.
"Well," Lola said, "it looks like people like us; most of them anyway." She glared into the crowd as if she could see those who dared to go against the positive speakers; or in non-Lola terms: have an opinion.
"There's always going to be people against you," Lori said, "even if you do good things."
"That's life, and life sucks." Leni said, surprisingly, with an uncharacteristically deadpanned expression on her face resulting in the other two to look at her funny.
Turning to her sisters, Leni asked in confusion, "What?"
"Have you been spending time with Lucy again?" Lori asked.
"Maybe." Leni replied.
"Spend less with her then."
"But she's our sister." Leni protested.
"And she's turning you into a sad sack," Lori responded, "before you know it, she'll have you wearing black, depressing make-up, and barely going out into the sun."
"Two hours less." Leni proposed.
"Four." Lori countered hands on her hips.
"Three."
"Five."
"Five MORE with her?" Leni asked with a smile.
"No, five LESS with her." Lori said a bit annoyed.
"Oh," Leni said putting a finger to her chin. "So four more with her."
"No, three less." Lori growled.
"Two more?"
"No, two LESS! That's it!" Lori shouted, somehow not getting the attention of the other mall patrons.
"Great, two hours less, no take backs." Leni said with a triumphant smile before turning and walking away whistling, leaving a gaping Lori and Lola in her wake.
Lori, after finally processing what just happened, had only one thing to say. "What in the world just happened?"
(Royal Woods; The Park)
Amongst the kids playing, parents relaxing, talking, and watching, and various people coming and going as they pleased, two girls in particular were tossing around a football while a frog of all things watched them. As the ball was tossed back and forth, the frog in question began to wander around aimlessly, eating any flies it could find, and generally keeping out of the way of the parks walking patrons. Eventually, the frog caught sight of a fly and tried to eat it, only for it to evade it's tongue and speed off. Not one to be outsmarted by a fly, the amphibian made haste and chased after its snack. So focused was the green animal on it's chase, that it failed to realize that it had left both its owner and the park completely, and managed to get itself lost in the nearby woods, after finally snatching the tiny winged creature from the air.
Being raised domestically, the frog had little idea of what to do in its current situation; it could have gone home, but it knew not how to get back, or where to even go to begin that journey. It was separated from its owner, in an unknown area, and unsure of where to go from here; in short, it was lost. So one couldn't blame it when it heard footsteps and rustling leaves from a nearby bush. One could also not blame it for freezing in fear as the footsteps got closer and closer.
Was it a predator? A hunter? A unicycling one-eyed jackalope with a hyena's laugh? Or something even worse than that, like the other girl who looked like his owner, but in a pink dress? No, fortunately for the frog, what was coming from those bushes was not any of those things. In fact what was coming from the bushes was a girl who looked a lot like his owner; if she had grey skin, black hair, and was a bit taller. Laying eyes on the frog, the girl calmly went over to him and picked up him, gently petting his head.
"Aw, aren't you a cute little thing?" She said in a voice not dissimilar to the voice the frog's owner used when he and the other pets were good. "This planet is so full of interesting creatures," the girl said turning around and heading back to the bushes she had emerged from, "why don't we head back to my ship and see if I have anything on your species? I'm sure Suppress would like to learn about your kind, if there isn't anything of course."
Back at the park, the two girls were leaving to head back home. One of the two dejected at the missing status of her beloved frog.
"Come on, Lana, we'll search for Hops tomorrow." Lynn said as she pulled the red hatted tomboy along, football underarm.
"But, Lynn!" Lana cried as she tried and failed to get out of her elder sisters grasp and return to the park to search for her frog.
"No buts, Lori will kill me if I come home without you, and - as much as I hate it - we have a curfew. Can't risk being too tired to do anything in case those aliens attack tomorrow." Lynn said.
"But that's all the more reason to search!" Lana shouted.
"I said no!" Lynn replied hotly.
"You're not the boss of me!" Lana cried angrily.
"Yes, I am!" Lynn shouted back annoyed.
"Nu-uh!" Lana said sticking her tongue out.
"Real mature." Lynn snarked rolling her eyes.
"Says the prideful sore loser who got our only brother kicked out of the house because she was butt hurt over not winning a single trophy!" Lana yelled back, wrenching her arm out of Lynn's grip, and glaring at the sore loser in question.
Lynn, at a loss for words, could only gape at Lana after those words left her mouth. Eventually she scoffed in offense before replying with her own rebuttal. "At least I didn't gang up on a single person just to win a board game!" She shouted with red cheeks.
"At least LOLA didn't go crazy and turn everything into a competition just to try and satisfy her ego." Lana calmly replied, arms crossed. "Nor did she shove her butt in our faces whenever she won, or use the fact that she lost as an excuse to go insane." Lynn was once again at a loss for words, and for a few moments did nothing, until her jaw set, face scrunched up in rage, and fist clenched. Before she could raise the appendage in threat however, Lana cut her off.
"And before you try to use violence to get your way, and threaten me to go your way or the highway, let me remind you that I wrestle ALLIGATORS as a hobby." Lana said arms still crossed. "And considering that you're trying to force me to abandon my frog to get eaten or worse, and that the only time you were ever 'the boss' of me was when we did something that I now know was morally wrong in every sense of the word - except for the opposite sense of bad meaning good - then guess what: I'm never gonna listen to you. Ever." Lana brushed past the shell shocked, and still miffed, Lynn. "See you back at Loud Labs." She said.
Taking a moment to process what just happened, and another moment to calm down, Lynn quickly turned around and followed the blonde tomboy. A frustrated sigh blasting out of her nose as she grumbled. "That was almost a year ago," she mumbled, "it's done and over with."
As she rushed down the way to catch up to her sister, Lynn was unaware of a boy wearing a number zero jersey watching her and rolling his eyes. "Wow," he said, "and I thought us mistaking sis period for a deadly disease was stupid."
A/N: And that's it for chapter six, let me know what you think in the reviews. And before you say so in the reviews, no, this is not a NSL fanfic. Both the episode in question and the other infamous episodes DO play a part in the overall narrative, but they are not a core part of the narrative. They're only mentioned and used in the story for character development reasons.