I do not own any of these characters. I sort of lost it so...here you go.
It nights like this where he knew he was on the brink of insanity. From Lisa's constant experimental explosions, to hearing the ear raping sounds of Luna's guitar, the fact that Lori would not SHUT THE FUCK UP while she's on the phone, how much of a dumbass Leni was, along with the twins' constant fighting, Luan's HORRIBLE jokes, all the unexpectant beatdowns from Lynn, Lily's constant crying, and lastly, Lucy's emotionless attitude towards him and everyone else...
Lincoln has finally snapped.
He knew he had no other choice. He could never get peace, especially in a house of 10 sisters. But tonight would be the night. The night where Lincoln would finally have his moment, and it will be...glorious.
He waited until midnight. He knew at that point Lynn would get bored of tossing her ball around her and Lucy's room and would fall asleep. But that's not the room Lincoln would strike first. No, he would strike the one nearest to him.
Lily and Lisa's.
With a pillow in another, Lincoln had come to terms that tonight would be the first night of his murderous rage. He knew that if they found the baby's body, they would be convinced that she died because of something like SIDS, even though Lily was 15 months old. Lincoln very carefully made his way out of his room. He tiptoed towards the closest bedroom from his room and very quietly opened the door. He knew both Lisa and Lily were heavy sleepers, and that would come to HIS benefit.
A voice in his head was telling him not to do this. How could he do this to his family, to his baby sister? Maybe if he would sit down and think about this for a second, then maybe...
NO!
He walked over to Lily's crib. He turned to make sure every single one of Lisa's inventions was off or silent. He then raised his pillow over Lily's sleep body before taking a deep breath. He was gonna do it. He was gonna fucking do it!
He froze when he heard Lily stutter a bit. He then took a relaxing breath as she continued snoring. The demons corrupting his mind convinced him that he would be at peace if he were to move forward with this. And so he did.
He slammed the pillow and smothered Lily's face. Lily was suddenly shocked and awake from the treatment she was receiving. She had no idea that it was her brother, her OLDER brother that she looked up to her whole life, that was doing this to her. She began to cry out, but her cries for help were in vain as the pillow shut her up. She tried to breathe, but she couldn't.
Lincoln was smiling creepily as Lily was struggling for her like, wiggling her arms to get someone's attention. Her muffled screams weren't loud enough to get Lisa's attention. She fought for her life as Lincoln pressed the pillow deep into her face, blocking any passageway for oxygen to seep through.
Lily's life was being sucked out of her until finally, she wasn't moving anymore. She took one last breath out before finally collapsing, lifeless, on her crib.
Lincoln only chuckled a bit before he pulled the pillow off of her baby sister's face. He reached to check her pulse and was relieved to see there wasn't anyone. She was dead. She's finally dead.
Lincoln gave one last glance at her before taking a relieving breath out and exiting the room. He was done...for now.
The next day, Lincoln woke up to her mother screaming from near Lily's crib. The other sister ran out of their rooms and into Lily and Lisa's room, only to find their mother on the floor crying with a lifeless Lily in her arms.
It was only a matter of time before they all understood what had happened. They, along with their father, gathered together in the room and all cried in vain for their fallen Loud family member.
Except for Lincoln, who only sadistically smiled from his bed at the sounds of crying from his future...victims.
Soooo, what do you guys think? *evil laugh*