Hey guys! Sorry about the delay for this chapter, but Mother's Day came and I was spending time with family. I thank you guys for the feedback and I got over 5 reviews! I wasn't expecting that many so quick! A quick shout out though, I thank Your Saving Grace Is Here for being the first to comment and for all the feedback/mistakes they gave me. Go over and check the account out!
I also thank you Ink Dub for telling me how to build the 1st chapter up more. I might do a quick update on that, so be ready!
Note: When the radio talks, imagine it being from different news reports and songs for each word.
Also note: * is going to mean static, because I can't stand writing and reading *static* after every word. For example: she *static* sells *static* sea *static* shells *static* by *static* the *static* seashore. Imagine that 3 times longer...
Now, on with the story!
Lincoln was stunned by what just happened, it wasn't everyday that he found something strange in the attic, but…
This was beyond strange.
Especially to Lincoln.
This radio had just said hello to him, AND used his name.
As he started to slowly move on his bed the radio repeated the same sentence:
"Hello*Lincoln*Loud."
Lincoln screamed and threw the radio off his chest. He didn't even care that it hit the opposing wall and made a big dent, all he wanted was to get out of the room, as far away from that radio as possible. As the radio hit the floor, Lincoln reached for the door and started to turn the handle, but he realized that the door had lost its knob and started banging on the door.
"Help me! HELP ME! ANYONE," he started screaming, but he couldn't pull the door open and he kept banging.
"Calm down*Lincoln," the radio said from the floor.
"Calm down?" Lincoln thought to himself, "How can I calm down?"
"You*can*calm down*you*don't*have*to*panic," the radio responded.
Lincoln started to whimper, this had to be the first real encounter with something that was this ghost like.
"You*can*talk*to*me," the radio said.
Lincoln was scared, not only did it talk by itself and read minds, but it now wanted Lincoln to talk to it.
"Fat chance," Lincoln said to it.
The radio didn't say anything.
"Great," Lincoln said to himself, "now I'm disagreeing with a magic radio. It's probably trying to figure out how many ways it can kill me."
"There*aren't*many*cause*I'm*just a*radio," it said, "but*I*can*give*you*a*few."
A scared laugh escaped Lincoln's mouth while he said, "I'm fine, thanks."
The radio then let out a laugh which sounded like it came from a comedian radio show, when the crowd laughs. Lincoln jumped a little, but realized that this thing couldn't possibly move or hurt him. He started to stand up when suddenly he was nailed by something.
Lori had swung the door open as Lincoln was standing there and the door hit the radio underneath Lincoln's bed, while it hit Lincoln straight to the ground. Lincoln hit the floor hard and felt a bit dizzy when he got to his feet again. His dizziness left him however when he heard Lori.
"What was all the banging and screaming up here for?" she asked in an annoyed tone, "I thought that you were being tortured or something."
Lincoln looked at her with a deep hate.
"Can you warn me next time you swing open the door?" he asked, "you nearly killed me!"
"I could have killed you, but it seems that you are ok, am I right?" Lori responded with the same annoyed tone.
"I feel like I just got hit by a baseball bat! I should tell mom and dad"
"If you tell them about this, I'll show what it feels like to be hit by a baseball bat."
"Did you just threaten me?"
"Of course not, do you think I'd do that to you. I would nail you with a gold club."
"You're so funny Lori, you should leave the jokes to Luan."
"Should I," Lori said dangerously, "because Luan seems to be crying in her room and she won't let anyone but Luna in. She keeps telling her to go talk to Lincoln, which is another reason I'm here.
"What did you do Lincoln?"
Lincoln's anger had left him and he turned confused. Why was Lori mad at him and why did she think Lincoln had something to do with Luan crying. Hadn't she watched the same news channel on her phone. She did it everyday now that everyone was trying to watch it on the TV.
"Well, what did you do?"
Lincoln didn't want to talk about it, so he said, "Go watch the morning news Lori, then you'll figure it out."
"Oh will I really tho-," Lori started.
"YES."
Lincoln looked at Lori who looked at him.
Neither of them had said anything.
Lori looked over at his bed, where the sound had come from, she walked over to his bad and said:
"Oh. My. Goodness."
Lincoln looked as well, and he knew he was in trouble.
Lisa was staring through the little hole in the wall at them, and Lori started to laugh.
"Oh, this is going to KILL mom and dad," she said with glee, "I should ground you ahead of time, cause they certainly will."
With this, Lori started to walk out of his room laughing and slammed the door. Lisa looked at him.
"I can fix it quickly with my new device," she said, "Lori has been a jerk recently and decided to spill my experiments yesterday. It would be splendid if she looked like a blubbering fool when mom and dad see this hole less wall."
"Lisa, you genius. Do it please, I would like to change in private."
"Yes, I wouldn't like to see you reading in your underwear when I'm trying to work."
And with that there came a blast and the wall was back to normal.
Lincoln started to walk towards the door, but realized for the second time today that it didn't have a knob.
"Dang it," he said to himself.
Then he heard it…
The voice that Lori and him had heard.
"Lincoln*under*the*bed," it said.
Lincoln crouched down and looked, and there it was.
The radio, right next to the doorknob.
"I*found*the*doorknob," it said.
Lincoln leaned under his bed and grabbed the doorknob. He then got up and started to replace it.
"What*about*me," the radio asked from under the bed.
"Just wait," Lincoln responded. He was lucky he had the screwdriver in his room, and the screws were still in the holes of the doorknob. As he tightened it just right, he opened it and went downstairs.
He went out the door and to the recycling, where he found a cardboard box.
"Just what I need," he thought.
He ripped a part of the box off and walked inside. As he opened the door he was surprised to be cornered by Lola and Lana who were standing next to each other looking mad.
"Where were you!" Lola yelled, "I got my dress dusty because of you."
"I got cramps in my leg from crouching so much!" Lana interjected.
"You were right next to us you big dumb buffoon!" Lola said, "you had to take one more step and you would have found us behind the box in the attic!"
"Sorry about that guys," Lincoln apologized, "but I never agreed to play with you."
"Then why were you looking for us in the attic?" Lana asked, "you said that you would be right back when you left with that stupid radio that I knocked over."
"Did I?" Lincoln asked.
"YES!" both twins yelled.
"Well, sorry then," he said. He quickly added, "I have to go guys, don't ask why," before he left, leaving both twins in a mad frenzy.
As Lincoln got to his room, he quickly grabbed a red marker he had on his dresser and wrote "FREE" on the cardboard. He then crouched down to under the bed and grabbed the radio.
"Finally*I*thought*you*were*going*to*leave*me*down*there,"it said.
"I was tempted to," Lincoln said, "but I got a better idea."
He walked down the stairs past the mad twins and took the radio outside with the cardboard and put them both at the side of the road.
"What*are*you*doing*Lincoln?" the radio asked.
"Getting rid of you," Lincoln responded, "I don't want to deal with you. I just hope dad doesn't find out before you go."
Lincoln started to walk back to the door, but he stopped when the radio said a sentence that chilled his spine.
"You*will*regret*saying*that."
Lincoln ran the rest of the way and slammed the door. He hoped it would leave quickly enough before his sisters found it.
And there it is, chapter 2 is complete as of now. I might update it, depending if you guys give me a reason to or I think I should. Have a great time before I drop another, no goal this time!
SEE YA!