Luck...a word that Lincoln loud grew irritatingly familiar with over the past few weeks,all he wanted to do was have some time to himself and found that chance when his sporty sister lynn.jr invited...or more appropriately forced him to attend her softball game which her and the team ended up losing,and Lincoln approached her after the game to apologise for her loss,which resulted in her accusing Lincoln of...get this...being bad luck
To sum up the aftermath of lynn's accusations,word got out to the whole family that Lincoln was bad luck,and he had the genius idea (at the time) to play along with lynn and pretend that every little misfortune that happened to his sisters and parents were all because of him.
Then the most unexpected thing happened.
His family literally locked him out along with banning him from family activities,even going as far as to board up his room,so obviously he tried to convince them that he wasn't bad luck and told his true intentions,but with the help of lynn they didn't believe him.
One thing lead to the other and Lincoln got stuck in a squirrel suit which he used as a disguise to lynn's second softball game hoping that it would finally convince them...but alas they took it the wrong way and forced him to wear the suit as some sort of cage to 'keep out the bad luck' and on top of that a good luck charm.
Present day
We cut to Lincoln waking up in his bedroom in a simple sleeping bag,adorned in his orange two piece pyjamas.
They sold everything in his room,his bed,closet,laptop,comics,action figures and his clothes.
Everyday has been the same since the first time he put on the suit,he wakes up,brushes his teeth,puts the suit on and simply spends all day in it until his parents or sisters ask for him to come to their events to take advantage of his 'ability' let's just say.
Lincoln just wanted to stay in bed today and avoid everyone and everything but unfortunately today was a school day,you'd think maybe they'll allow him to take the suit off when going to school but you'd be so wrong.
He instantly became a laughing stock because of it and he can't go five minutes without his sisters approaching him asking him if he had the suit off at any point,he remembered one time Lola approached him waving a broken crown in his face and started barraging him with insults accusing him of taking the suit off therefore causing her to fall and break her crown.
A saddened and tired Lincoln crawled out of his sleeping bag and made a trip to the bathroom and commenced his morning procedures,he recently started to make sure he woke up early before his sisters because he really doesn't want to deal with the noise and bickering,after finishing up his business he made his way back to his room and sitting upright to the far left on his bed was that god forsaken bag of thread which he had to wear as his everyday attire.
He just stared at it for 5 minutes,leaning against his door in the process.
A heavy sigh escaped his lips and he slid down into a sitting position and rested his legs flat on the ground.
"I don't think I can do this much longer"he spoke aloud"I just...can't anymore"
He waited until he heard one of his sisters doors open and shut,he can hazard a guess as to who that is.
"Okay guys up an at'em I want ready and by the door in 20 minutes or you are walking" came lori's voice.
Slowly but surely noise started to fill the halls,"the ten headed beast has been awakened" grumbled Lincoln,he stood up and walked over to the suit,"alright pal,lets get to work",he spoke to it as if it were another person.
Spending hours on end in that thing wasn't only uncomfortable,but it also seemed to be messing with his head.
What will be in store for him today?well let's find out.
First chapter done...I used the NSL plot line again but decided to go a different path from the old fic this time,hopefully this has set you up for the story ahead
Other chapters will be longer,bye for now;)