First installment of the request story! This one came from a guest user who said that Chloe was in fact confirmed as Laney's unofficial sister, so I decided to write something about that. Just a little sibling rivalry where the oldest is not a crazy nut job!

SLAM!!!

Corey, startled, looked up from his guitar, which he had been tuning. Laney was standing by the metal door, looking furious. Like smoke-coming-out-of-the-ears furious. Her face was twisted into a scowl, and she was balling and unballing her fists.

"H-hey, Lanes...you okay?" Corey asked nervously.

She stared him directly in the eye, shooting daggers. "Yes, Corey," she said in a cold, sarcastic tone, "I just walked over here, angry for no reason, and slammed the garage door a little harsher than I probably should, just so I could tell you I'm FINE!"

Laney sat down next to him on the stage, practically radiating fury. Corey put his guitar down, sliding closer to her. He cupped her cheek, something that would normally make her blush like mad, and turned her face to look at him.

"What'd Chloe do this time?"

"She's just a jerk!!" Laney threw her hands up in the air to add emphasis that her sister was being an annoying imbecile. "She's always taking my stuff and messing around with my bass! She says that she "supports our band," but I heard her talking to her friends about how "horrible at music they are" this morning!" She sighed and her shoulders and back slumped over. "When will she get tired of messing around with me?"

Corey chuckled. "If I'm being honest, probably never. It's an older siblings' job to be annoying, Lanes!"

"I guess."

"Besides, look at it this way: would you rather have to just deal with Chloe, who is nice some of the time, or live with Trina?"

Laney laughed. "When you put it that way, living with Chloe sounds way better! How do you even survive?"

He rubbed the back of his head nervously. "Truthfully, I have no idea. I'm surprised I'm not dead!"

"Well, I, for one, am glad you're not dead. Dunno what I'd do without you..." She said shyly, a pink blush dusting her cheeks.

Corey was blushing slightly, but covered it up by laughing and throwing an arm around her shoulders. "Aww, Laney! Didn't know you were such a sap! When did you become so loving?"

She pushed him away, giggling. "I am not, Core! Just figured you'd like to know, okay?"

"Sureeeeee, Lanes! Whatever you say!" Corey said sarcastically, grabbing his guitar again.

He resumed tuning it, listening to Laney mutter "I am not" under her breath, the blush going red on her cheeks. He smiled to himself as he fiddled around with his guitar, enjoying his bassists' company. It was nice to not be alone.

With Chloe...

"No, Gigi! She just stormed out, like an annoying little brat!"

Chloe was sitting on her bed, in a group call with Emma and Gigi (i like them their character designs are cool ok?), recapping the latest fight she had with her sister.

"But do you know where she went?" Emma, who had remained mostly silent throughout the call, spoke up, her shy voice sounding like a mumble through the phone.

"No, she just walked away. I heard the front door slam and figured that meant she wasn't my problem anymore," Chloe shrugged. "Why?"

"Because she could have gone anywhere, Chlo!"

"Emma isn't wrong, Chloe. Peaceville isn't that big, but still."

Chloe sighed. "Whatever. If she goes missing, it's not my problem."

"What? Chloe, you were supposed to look after her! It technically is your proble-"

Chloe hung up. Yeah, she knew that this whole ordeal was kind of her fault, but she didn't need to hear it from her friends. She threw her phone down on her bed, and walked away. Silently, she grabbed her keys and walked outside to her car, slamming the door harshly.

"I need to go for a drive," she said to herself. She shoved the key into ignition, and slammed her foot down on the gas, speeding off.

Chloe drove around the block a few times, because where was she supposed to go? Her parents would be back by 5:00, and it was 4:40. She figured she'd have to go get Laney, which means she'd have to deal with the entire band.

'She probably complained about me to them,' Chloe thought, 'Again.'

She couldn't blame her little sister. After all, most of this argument was pure spite on her end. 'I shouldn't have said their band sucks.'

It was 4:50 now, so Chloe turned her car around and headed in the direction of the Riffin household. She parked on the sidewalk and walked nervously to the large, garage door. Chloe took a shaky breath before knocking on the door.

Corey opened the door, eyeing her skeptically, before calling over his shoulder. "Lanes, your sister's here!" He looked back at her. "One minute, okay?"

He slammed the door before she could get a word out. She scoffed and rolled her eyes, taking comfort in the fact that they couldn't see. 'Stupid thirteen-year-olds.'

Inside, Corey walked back over to the stage, where Laney was still sitting. He hoisted himself back up there, sitting next to her. "Ready to go?"

She shrugged. "Sure, I guess."

He ruffled her hair, much to her annoyance. "C'mon, cheer up! You only have to deal with her until 11:00 AM tomorrow. Our "sucky band" has a gig coming up, remember?"

Laney giggled while smoothing out her hair. "'Course I remember." She hopped off the stage. "See you tomorrow?"

"Yeah," Corey chuckled, "see ya tomorrow."

She walked out of the garage door, closing it carefully behind her. Laney turned around to be face to face with her sister. They both stared at each other awkwardly, before Chloe cleared her throat to break the awkward silence.

"So, uh, ready to go?" She asked nervously, her eyes shifting from the ground, to her little sister, and back to the ground again.

Laney shrugged. "Yeah, sure."

They both stalked off to the car, the only sound audible being the light stomps and clicks of combat boots and Mary Janes. Laney hopped into the passengers' seat, barely glancing at her sister. Chloe shoved the key into ignition, wanting to start the motor as soon as possible so there was something to get rid of the loud, awkward silence.

As they drove off, Laney considered apologizing, before deciding against it. In truth, she hadn't done anything wrong, but then at least her sister would talk to her again. They pulled into the driveway, astounded at how the other had mad it the entire drive without saying a word.

Chloe sighed in relief. Their parents weren't home. Before Laney could reach for the door handle, Chloe locked the doors. Laney still tried to open them, even though she knew that they were locked. She huffed, finally turning around to look at her sister.

"What the hell, Chloe?! Let me out!"

She snapped her fingers, pointing at Laney. "Hey, watch it."

Laney sighed, annoyed beyond belief. "What do you want?"

"Listen Squirt," Chloe looked around, keeping an eye out for their parents' car, "I shouldn't have said your band sucks, but Mom and Dad are gonna be here, like, any second, so can we just put this whole thing behind us? I'll make up for it later, I swear."

Laney raised a skeptical eyebrow, before smirking. "Okay, fine. Will you let me outta the car know, dork?"

Chloe giggled. "Sure, loser." With a click, the lock popped up. Laney hopped out of the car, running through the garage and into the house. Chloe followed close behind, locking up behind her.

They were both in the kitchen, taking out different things from the cupboards, making out to seem like they were starting to get stuff ready for dinner.

"Get out the pasta and the pot, fill it up with water and set it on the stove, but don't turn it on, 'kay?" Chloe mumbled, grabbing tomatoes from the cabinet.

Laney did as she was told, grabbing everything. She was just grabbing the pasta as they front door swung open, her parents' voices filling the empty hallway. The click of her mother's heels against the tile floor got louder and louder, Chloe and Laney moving faster and faster to make it seem like they had actually been doing stuff, mentally preparing themselves to face their parents, because they had to pretend that everything was fine and like they hadn't been fighting since their parents walked out the door.

"Oh, girls! You're so thoughtful."

The sisters looked up from what they were doing to see their mother standing in the doorway. Chloe set down the knife she was using to cut tomatoes, brushing hair out of her face. "Hi, Mom. How was your outing?"

"Oh, it was fine," she walked over and kissed the back of Laney's head, "How did I get so lucky with you two? You're like...perfect daughters." Mrs. Penn said, turning on the stove and opening the package of pasta.

Chloe and Laney shot each other quick, knowing glances before carrying on. 'Oh, Mom,' they both thought to themselves, 'if only you knew!'

Sorry this took so long to get posted, I had some work I had to catch up on before finishing. Guest user, whomever you may be, I hope you liked it! I had a lot of fun working on this, and requests are still open to anyone who'd like to submit one!