For the people who just found this story and haven't read the first Art or Vandal story, I recommend reading that before reading this, thanks.
Hello, welcome to something I think most of my readers have waited for. The sequel to Art or Vandal, I didn't expect to write one around this time, I more likely expected to write it around April or May. But whatever, it's here now, however, unlike how I wrote the first one by posting every day, I'll be posting when I want to and when I can. For your reading information (I call that FYRI) I normally write the dates on when these chapters are taking place, however I've decided not to add them in, sorry to anyone who'll easily get pissed at me for that, hope you like what's to come and hopefully if I can keep this going for a little longer. Have fun reading, and as normal, I'll see you on the other side.
A new dawn, a new day in the loud house, it's been around a couple weeks since Lincoln entered his first competition, needless to say, everyone was still happy for him. During those couple weeks, Lincoln kept his ears and eyes out of any other competition. Not that Lincoln was starting to get competitive, he just started to find the fun in it, rather than getting first place or getting prizes as the main part of it.
Lincoln still had the highlight in his hair from Lisas experiment, even though she did mention to him she can now fix it last week, Lincoln decided to keep It anyway.
The loud family were doing their own thing, you know, kids running around causing chaos and the parents just avoiding it, unless the kids needed help with anything. Lincoln was sitting in the dining room, he had a big landscape paper out in front of him and coloured pens set out beside him, seeing as the house doesn't have much paintings or such. Lincoln thought it would be nice to draw something for his parents to hang up, that's if it doesn't get damaged again by Lana.
Whilst Lincoln was in the middle of drawing a nice scenery of a lake and lake house with a sunset and mountains in the background, he heard the doorbell ring.
"ow!" someone said on the other side.
"boy! Was that a shocker, hahaha!" Luan said from upstairs.
"I got it" Lincoln said as he put his pen down and got out of his seat to answer the door.
Even though someone else could've answered it, Lincoln needed the break.
He opened the door and saw Sam, Luna's "friend"
"oh, hey Sam" Lincoln said as he stepped aside to let her in.
"hey Linc" she said giving him a fist bump.
"Luna's upstairs I think" he said going into the kitchen to get a drink.
"actually, I'm here to talk to you" she said as she followed him into the kitchen.
"oh? What's up?" he said turning around.
"the ceiling" Luan said in the background and laughed.
Lincoln and Sam groaned to hearing that.
"think we can talk somewhere quiet? Bit chaotic here don't you think?" she said seeing as this is a kind of loud house.
"yeah no problem, when you've lived here for 11 years, you can hardly tell" Lincoln said as he gestured her to follow him.
Lincoln opened the door to the basement "watch your step" he said.
Sam walked down the dark, cold basement, Lincoln followed and closed the door behind him.
They stopped halfway; pitch black if they walked any further.
"so, what's up" Lincoln said sitting on the stairs.
"remember how we made that guitar for Luna" she said.
Lincoln remembers helping Sam paint a custom guitar for Luna, it was nice and she was appreciative about it.
Lincoln hasn't done anything to do with spray painting art for a while, since it just seemed to fade away from him like a lost memory...that and also the fact he doesn't want to get caught by his sisters or parents.
"yeah?" Lincoln said.
"well, one of my friends who was there with us when we showed it to Luna, Shelby" she said, letting him know who it was.
"yeah I remember her" Lincoln said.
"she told everyone in my class about it, she didn't add you in, but now people are asking me to make them ones too, they're even willing to pay!" she said with excitement.
Lincoln liked the idea of how she can earn some money, and he started to catch onto what she was here for.
"so, you're here because..." Lincoln said.
"I need your help" she said "I can't make these guitars all by myself, plus with the designs these people are asking for is too much for me to do by myself" she said catching a breath.
"alright" he said "I'll help you out"
This made Sam grow a smile.
"only if I get a cut" he finished.
"fine by me" she said holding her fist out.
"sick" Lincoln said bumping her fist.
"alright, come by tomorrow and we can start on the first few" she said.
Lincoln stood up and opened the door, only to be greeted with Lincolns entire sisters waiting on the other side.
This gave Sam a shock and caused her to lean back a bit too much, she fell back down the stairs, luckily, she didn't bang her head.
"oh my god! Sam!" Luna said as she darted down the stairs to see if she was okay.
"I'm okay!" she said raising her hand to give a thumbs up.
"what are you two doing in the basement?" Lori said with a raised eyebrow.
"she wanted to talk about something, and we needed a quiet place to talk" Lincoln said.
That was the truth, but to Lori and the rest of his sisters, it seemed like a quick lie from how he said it.
"well what were you talking about" Lola chimed in.
"that's private" Lincoln said.
Luna helped Sam stand up right and leaded her upstairs. Sam realising how they were trying to figure out what they talked about, she decided to leave.
"I'll see you all around" she said.
"see ya Sam" Luna said giving her a quick peck on the cheek.
Sam walked out the house, closing the door behind her, the siblings turned around to look at Lincoln.
"yes?" he said as he scooted around them to get back to his drawing.
"you're not gonna tell us, aren't you bro?" Luna said.
"I have a right to privacy too, right?" he said as he sat back down in his chair and grabbed his pen.
"guess so" Lori said.
Lincolns sisters left him to do what they were doing. Normally they'd be nosey and try get into his business, they backed off when noticing how defensive Lincoln can get now.
Couple hours later
Lincoln finally finished his drawing, it almost looked like someone took a photo! The contrast and shades from the sunlight were great. Lincoln cleared the table and took his things upstairs. He made it to his room and dropped his things on his bed. Lincoln closed the door and put his pens away and rolled out the drawing on his bed. Even though this wasn't for a competition, it was still great. Lincoln pinned it up against his wall, right now he'd have to get a frame, but for now it's gonna be in his room where its safe.
Lincoln layed down on his bed and pulled his journal out from under his pillow, he took his special pen out from his pocket and flipped to a few pages, over the past couple weeks, Lincoln kept having ideas coming to him, Lincoln drew the basic mythical creatures and even made some up, no names, just the drawings. Lincoln had flipped to a page where he was drawing a creature that kinda looked to be half deer, half wolf, kinda weird, but it looked great. Before Lincoln could get his pen to hit the paper, he heard a knock at his door.
"come in" he said.
normally, Lincolns sisters would just open the door without knocking, so this was a nice change. Lincoln saw his older sister Luna opened the door.
"hey dude, can we talk?" she asked as she stepped in and closed the door.
"sure, what's up?" he said sitting up and putting his journal aside.
"I called Sam to ask her about what you two were talking about" she started, which made Lincoln groan a little "she didn't tell me, saying it was private, I don't know what you dudes are doing, but it better not be anything-" she was about to finish before Lincoln held his hand up in front of her and looked her straight in the eyes.
"anything what? I thought as my sisters you would value my privacy, like I do with you all, what's the difference if you get privacy, but I can barely talk to someone without having you guys HAVING to know about it?" he finished as he put his hand back down, letting her now speak.
"I'm just saying bro, I don't want Sam getting you involved with anything that can get you in trouble, that's how I met her" she said.
"how did you meet her?" he asked.
"I can't tell you" she said.
"why not? You're asking me about what she talked to me about, why can't I ask you about how you met her?" Lincoln said.
Luna paused for a minute "call it even?" she said holding her fist out to him.
"sure" he said giving her a fist bump.
"alright, good luck with the rest trying to find out" she said as she exited Lincolns room.
"believe me, that's how I survive in this house" Lincoln chuckled and went back to his journal.
5 minutes later
Lincoln finished the fur details on his creature, but before he put his pen down to rest, he heard another knock at the door.
"come in" he said yet again.
The door opened and he saw Lynn "hey stincoln" she said walking in and closing the door.
"please come in" he said sarcastically.
"very funny bro" she said as she went and sat on his bed.
Lincoln sat up wondering what she wanted "so?" he said.
"what? Can't a sister come and see her favourite brother?" Lynn said sounding "innocent"
Lincoln raised his eyebrow at her.
"alright" she huffed.
"I have an art project I need to do for school, were having to draw something we love to do, you know video games, sports and what not" she said.
"okay?" Lincoln said.
At the same time, he liked where this was going, but was a bit down for having to do if for Lynn and let her take credit for his work.
"think you can draw a picture of me surrounded by sport stuff?" she said hoping he would say yes.
As Lincoln predicted, he was right. "Lynn, I would, but I don't feel good about you taking credit for it" he said nervously.
Now, Lincoln was fine when it came to telling Lynn no, but this was different from telling her he wasn't going to a dance (the Sadie hawking's dance).
"come on bro, I suck at art and you're the only one who can help me with this" she said.
"as long as it's something you love, it doesn't have to be a perfect drawing" Lincoln shrugged "sorry but I don't feel good about it" he said.
"Lincoln, I'm not gonna get mad or force you, but I really need your help" she said, trying to make it sound like she wasn't threatening him.
"why?" he said.
"alright" she sighed "I've done really bad in art, and if I don't get a good mark in art, then mom and dad aren't gonna let me play in my baseball game this week" she said.
This made Lincoln feel more worse about it, but he then thought of something.
"can you hold that thought; I need the bathroom" he said pretending he needed to go.
"fine" she said.
Lincoln left the room and made his way downstairs, he noticed it calmed down a bit and his parents were now sitting down on the couch watching the tv.
"hey mom, dad?" Lincoln said standing behind the couch.
"oh, hey Lincoln" Rita said turning her head to face him.
"did you tell Lynn if she doesn't get a good grade in art, she can't play for her team this week?" Lincoln asked his parents.
Lincoln wanted to be sure Lynn wasn't trying to guilt trip him into doing her project.
"what?" Lynn Sr said.
"we haven't said anything to her" Rita said.
"right, thanks" he said leaving to go back upstairs.
The parents were confused about this, but ignored it as long as there wasn't a fight.
Lincoln walked back into his room and saw Lynn was looking at his journal.
"these are cool drawings Linc" Lynn said admiring his last drawing.
"thanks, I talked to mom and dad" he said making her turn her head to face him with shock.
"yeah, apparently they haven't said anything to you, let alone about your project" Lincoln said with his arms crossed.
Lynn looked like her anger was starting build up out of annoyance.
"okay so I lied! Come on bro I need a favour on this" Lynn said, hoping that will work this time.
"again, I can't" Lincoln said.
"wow you are such a wimp" Lynn said standing up.
Lincoln was mad, Lynn was about to walk out of his room before he jinxed his luck "don't let the door hit you on the way out" he mumbled.
"what was that?" Lynn said turning around.
"you heard me" he said.
"do you want a broken arm" Lynn said walking up to Lincoln and stopping right in front of him.
"do you want a broken nose?" Lincoln replied.
The two siblings stood in front of each other, giving one another a death glare, before Lynn scoffed and left the room.
"still got it" Lincoln thought to himself.
Again, Lincoln would've helped, but he didn't want Lynn taking credit for his work.
Lincoln went and sat on his bed, instead of continuing his drawing, Lincoln pulled out his phone and texted his friend Clyde.
"hey Clyde, you there?" Lincoln texted.
He waited for a reply and he got one "yup, what's up?" he said.
"I need advice" he said.
"sure!" Clyde said replied.
"Lynn asked me to do her art project for her, I would've done it but I wasn't comfortable letting her take credit for my work" Lincoln explained.
"right?" Clyde texted back.
"was that a smart choice?" Lincoln asked him.
"yeah, I don't think you should let anyone, let alone your sister, pass off your drawing as their own" Clyde said to his friend.
"thanks Clyde" Lincoln said.
Lynn may be pissed at Lincoln, but he doesn't have to do something he wasn't happy about.
30 minutes later
Lincoln was back at finishing his drawing, once he finished Lincoln took a good look at it.
"nice" he thought.
Lincoln then closed his journal and put it back under his pillow along with his pen.
He then needed to go to the bathroom, but before he could get up, Lincolns door swung open revealing Lynn again.
"okay Lincoln, we have a problem" she said with a concerned look on her face.
"what is it" he said, sounding like he didn't want to know.
"you know I said I needed you to help me with my project-" Lincoln then cut her off.
"you didn't need help you wanted me to do it" he said correcting her.
"yeah whatever!" she said "I may have told my friends in my class that you would do theirs for them" she said bracing herself for what Lincoln was about to do.
Lincoln just stood there, not sure what to even say, he was mad, but didn't know how to express it to her.
"Lynn" he started.
Lincoln was gonna say something else but he turned around to face away from her and started rubbing his temples, rage was starting to fill his body.
"why? Just why did you have to tell them that! Without even coming to me to check?!" Lincoln said sounding very mad at her.
"come on bro, when have you ever said no to your favourite sister" Lynn said.
"I don't have a favourite, and why would you think I'd do your project plus your friends?" Lincoln said.
The argument caused some of the other siblings to come over to see what was going on.
Lori was walking up the stairs texting on her phone to Bobby, before she could turn to head to the bathroom, she noticed the crowd over at Lincolns door.
"what's going on?" she said looking away from her phone.
"Lincoln and Lynn are having a fight" Lana said.
"about?" she said.
"beats me" she said turning her head back at the argument.
Lori sighed and walked up to see what was going on.
Lincoln was venting about how mad he was at Lynn now, Lynn kept trying to reason with him, but he was having none of it.
"what are you two fighting about" Lori said.
"Lynn is trying to get me to do her art project for her and her friends" Lincoln said as he started to calm down.
"so? It's just one project" she said thinking that's the problem.
"um, no its not one" Lynn said.
"how many is it?" Lori said.
"somewhere around...6?" she said trying to make it sound not as bad as it is.
"6? You want our brother to do yours and your friends 6 art projects?" Lori said making sure she wasn't hearing things.
"by Friday yeah" she said.
"Lynn you can't make Lincoln do that" Lori said, defending her brother.
"she promised her friends that before coming to me!" Lincoln said, now feeling angrier.
"Lincoln, go into my room, calm down and I'll talk to Lynn" Lori said as her and her sisters cleared a path for their brother.
Lincoln left to go into Lori's room, leaving Lynn trapped in Lincolns room with her sisters blocking the door.
"Lynn, why didn't you ask Lincoln first before telling your friends he'll do theirs too?" Lori asked Lynn.
"I figured since he loves art now, he'd be willing to do more than one drawing" Lynn said.
"but this is completely the opposite" Lori said.
Then Luan chimed in "you made it look like you were using him"
"but not in like a good way" Leni said.
"okay, I get it" Lynn said "but what am I gonna do? My friends will kill me" she said.
"that's your problem dude, not ours or little bro's" Luna said.
The sisters left to their rooms, leaving only Lori and Lynn.
"you're not getting Lincoln to do your project, right?" Lori said.
"fine, I won't" Lynn said.
Lori nodded and walked back to her and Leni's room, leaving Lynn still standing in Lincolns room.
"I'm so getting my ass beat" Lynn mumbled as she walked to her room.
Lori walked in and saw Lincoln was sitting next to Leni on her bed.
"Lori" Leni said motioning her to sit next to Lincoln on the other side.
Lori didn't know why, but sat down anyway.
"what is it?" Lori asked Leni.
"Lincoln is still kind of mad at Lynn" Leni said rubbing Lincolns shoulder.
"come on Lincoln, we talked to Lynn" Lori said.
"I know but, I'm still mad" he said.
"want to hang with us for a bit? Take your mind of it?" Lori said.
"yeah, thanks" Lincoln said.
Lori opened her arms to let Lincoln into a hug, Leni joined in too, giving Lincoln a group hug.
"come on, let's go watch something" Lori said breaking up the hug and standing up.
Lincoln and Leni followed as they went downstairs to the living room.
"what you want to watch?" Lori asked her bro and sis.
"anything I'm fine with" Leni said.
"same" Lincoln said.
They sat down on the couch together, Lori browsed through some movies and found one they might enjoy. Lori put on a movie about finding a fish, it just got released this year so why not watch it.
After watching only a few minutes of it, the rest of Lincolns sisters came to join them, apart from Lynn. Everyone was enjoying the movie, spending time with each other and all that.
After a while of watching, Lincoln noticed Lynn coming down the stairs, she came in and saw what everyone was watching.
"this new?" Lynn said as she sat down on the floor.
"yeah" everyone said in unison.
While watching, Lincoln felt his stomach growl, so he got up and left to go to the kitchen.
Lincoln was looking in the fridge and took out a little plastic container. It had some leftover macaroni, Lincoln put it in the microwave for a few minutes.
Lincoln leaned against the counter waiting for it to finish. Lynn then walked acting like she didn't expect Lincoln to be in the kitchen.
"hey bro" she said walking up to him.
"hey Lynn" Lincoln replied to her.
"I want to say I'm sorry, about all that before, just got off the phone with my friends letting them know" she said.
Lincoln felt happy to hear this, but was still mad.
"you know Lynn, how about I do it" Lincoln said.
"what?" Lynn said sounding confused.
"I'll do your friends project" he repeated.
"seriously?" she said perking up.
"yeah, I mean, as long as you don't do it again, I'm cool with it" he said.
"my god Lincoln, you're a lifesaver" Lynn said exhaling.
The microwave then dinged; Lincoln took out the container, he grabbed a spoon and opened it.
"I'll go tell my friends then" she said.
"yeah, tell them I'll give you the work so you can give them it" Lincoln said as he was eating the macaroni.
"alright bro" Lynn said punching his arm lightly.
Lynn left the kitchen to go upstairs.
While Lincoln was smiling and enjoying his food, he saw Lori walk in.
"hey, did Lynn say sorry?" she asked her brother.
"yeah" he said.
"alright, that's good, hope that made you feel better" Lori said as she walked up the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water.
Once she left, Lincoln felt a grin on his face show.
"not yet" he muttered.
Well, that's the end of the first chapter. I hope you all enjoyed reading and i hope you all look forward to new chapters. that's all for now, if you have any questions, you can message me on here, or message me through my discord tag (*_-||𝕊𝕟𝕠𝕨||-_*#8660) anyway that's it for now, and i'll see you in the next chapter.