(Author's Note: Sorry this took so long. So much has been going on. But yes, I'm still alive;)
Enjoy:)
Chapter Nine: A Day Out
As surprising as I'm sure it is, I'm not reading in my room. Believe it or not. Although that's only because I've already read all of my current books on more than one occasion, and mom and dad haven't gotten around to getting me more. And so, to occupy my time, I'm drawing.
No one had anywhere they needed to be, so everybody who wasn't in the house was either in the front or backyard. Oh it was still very loud, I had just learned to tune it out by this point (like adaptation).
Suddenly, Lincoln burst into my room and shut the door behind him. "Lincoln!" I normally don't like raising my voice to my family (or anyone for that matter), but I really don't appreciate someone just bursting into my room like that! "Can you knock next time?!" I held a hand over my chest, breathing heavily as I felt my heart beating wildly.
"Sorry Lena. I just needed somewhere away from our sisters."
"Why?"
"They've been SO annoying with them constantly trying to involve in things that I don't want to do. Be it Leni wanting me to try on her homemade outfits, Luan wanting help with her comic routine, Lola wanting me to attend her tea party, and just about all of the rest of them wanting me to help them." In all fairness, that was true. Whenever any of our other sisters need help with something, Lincoln was usually the one that they went to. Admittedly, even I went to him a lot of the time for help with something. "Please Lena, you gotta help me get out of the house. I'm thinking of hiding out at Clyde's for the day." He ran to the side of my bed, dropped to his knees, and clasped his hands in front of his face, "Please!"
I sighed, knowing he wasn't going to drop this (or that he'd just do it on his own and make things worse. As much as I love my big brother, even I have to admit the truth), "Okay."
"Thank you!" He leaped up and pulled me into a big hug, "You're the best!"
"Y-Yeah sure. Can you let go now please?"
"Oh, right. Let's move!" He grabbed my hand and we ran to the door. Once we stopped, he looked at me and shushed (yeah, like I'd have a problem with being quiet) before he gently grabbed ahold of the doorknob and slowly turned to open the door.
Peaking out heads out, we couldn't see any of our sisters in the hallway. Just as we were about to step out, we leaped into the air as we suddenly heard Leni scream. We saw her running upstairs, her arms flailing wildly in the air, with Luan not far behind. Closer examination revealed that Luan was holding a toy spider above Leni's head.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH! SPIDER! GET IT AWAY FROM ME!"
"AW COME ON, IT'S FAKE!"
As they soon ran back downstairs, I couldn't help but shake my head at Luan. Why does she feel the need to do that? Taking ahold of my hand, Lincoln dragged me out of the room. He had us press our backs against the wall as he peaked his head to look downstairs. Seeing no one there, he pulled me down the stairs very carefully. His eyes darted around crazily with each step that we took, no doubt searching for even the slightest trace of any of our sisters. He quickly moved us to the door, turning the knob and opening the door.
Just then…we heard the sound of giggling. Looking behind us, we saw Lily sitting there on the ground. She looked at us, waved her arms around, and babbled in that adorable baby language of hers.
Lincoln quickly ran up to Lily and bent down to her level, "Shhhhhh. Please be quiet Lily!"
"Lincoln!" We both heard Lola call from upstairs, "Lana and I need your help settling something!"
"You should probably run," I told Lincoln honestly. And that's exactly what he did. He bolted out of the house, just seconds before the twins came downstairs. It wasn't long until the rest of our sisters were following them.
And me? I just ran outside just to keep myself from being trampled by them. I suppose I could have just run into the living room or kitchen, but I just ran in the direction opposite from them. Anything to not get flattened, am I right?
As our sisters flocked around Lincoln like as pack of hyenas (usually I'd feel bad about insulting almost anyone. But, it's true. And I didn't actually speak it), I noticed the Benson kids coming out of their house across the street. It looked like Bailey was yelling at some of her brothers. Ben made eye contact with me and waved, to which I waved back. Bailey caught sight of us next, motioning with her hands before walking across the street to us.
"Can you guys help me out?" She asked once we stepped on our lawn, "Will you please tell these idiots that they have absolutely no right to go barging into my room and mess with my stuff?!"
"Hey! You owed me money that I lent you three weeks ago!" Brad yelled right back, "I was in your room because I was tired by the fact that you still hadn't paid me back! I wouldn't have gone "barging" into your room if you had paid me back weeks ago! And that was just me, I have know idea what these idiots were doing."
"I was trying to keep you from doing something stupid," Brock interrupted, "Nine times out of ten, it never ends well when we sneak into each other's rooms."
"Oh, come on Brock. Did you really not trust to not do anything stupid?"
Brock snorted, "Yeah, I trusted you about as far as I could throw you," he then paused and put a hand on his chin, "Actually, I might be able to throw you decently far. But you get my point."
"Me and Barry thought that you were pulling a prank on Bailey," Bruce told Brad, "So we wanted in."
"Excuse me?!" Bailey shrieked.
"And it's "Barry and I", Bruce," Bryce corrected.
"Alright, alright," Lincoln (ever the peacemaker) quickly got in-between Bailey and the twins, trying to keep the former from tearing her brothers to shreds. "Let's all just take a deep breath and relax."
"Oh sure, I'll relax," she grabbed Bruce and Barry by the collars of their shirts, "Right after I feed these two their own teeth," she growled through gritted teeth.
"Wow, you certainly are a lovely little lady aren't you?" Lori remarked sarcastically.
"Well, it's not always with siblings like these," Bailey growled back, tightening her grip on Bruce and Barry's shirts (both of whom were all but clawing to escape).
"You're telling me," Lincoln muttered to himself.
"And what is that supposed to mean, Lincoln?" Lynn asked with squinted eyes.
"Nothing!" He quickly squeaked, before staring at the ground, "Well…I'm just saying that you can all be kind of…a lot at once."
"WHAT?!" All of our sisters (except for Lily and me) yelled.
"Sorry, but it's true!"
"They say if you really love someone, you should be able to tell them the truth," Barry informed in a "matter of fact" type of way.
"Oh, you hush," Lori hissed.
"Hey, you don't get to talk to my siblings like that," Brock shot back, stepping closer to Lori. While Brock was the most physically intimidating of the two, Lori didn't back away from him for a second. In fact, the two of them just stood there glaring at each other (even though Lori had to look up, given the fact that Brock had almost half a foot on her in height). I swear you could almost see the lightning crackling from their eyes.
"Oh, I have an idea," Boomer spoke up, "One that I think could help Lincoln and Bailey." Now, all eyes were on him.
I was the one who ended up asking the question that I'm sure was on everyone's mind, "What idea?"
"Essentially, we trade them."
"What?!" They both exclaimed.
"Hold on! Let me explain first," Boomer jumped back a bit with his hands up. "Clearly, Lincoln and Bailey are not exactly…pleased with their respective siblings at the moment. So perhaps what might be helpful is just a little time away from their respective families. You know, some time to cool off and just have a little break. On top of that, they're the only siblings of their gender in their own respective families. So, they could also be helpful. Think about it." Huh. That…actually a pretty good amount of sense (not to be mean or anything).
"Stop saying "respective" so often, it's annoying," Bennett spoke. Not what I would have gone with.
"Oh shut up. My point still stands."
"That…actually isn't the worst idea I've ever heard," Brock admitted.
"Can you somehow find a way to say that without sounding like it's the surprise of the century?" Boomer deadpanned.
Brock smirked, "I probably could. I just choose not to. It's one of the benefits of being an older sibling."
Lincoln and Bailey looked at one another, and I think that they were really considering it.
"Well," Bailey started, "I guess the idea isn't half bad. I think that I speak for the both of us when I say that being the only sibling of your gender can be…difficult to say the least."
"Amen to that," Lincoln muttered.
"No offense by the way," both of them spoke at the same time to us.
"Partial taken," Boomer muttered, "But yeah, I think it could work. Loud girls, what do you think?"
"If Bailey is up for it, I don't think I'd mind," I spoke up.
"I agree with Lena," Luna said, "Besides, Bailey is a pretty cool girl."
Said girl smiled brightly, "Thanks."
"No prob girl."
"Well, does anybody have any particular problem with this?" Lori asked all of us (excluding Lincoln, of course), receiving a chorus of "no" in return.
Brock turned to his brothers, "What about you guys?" He got the same response. "Well alright then," he turned to his sister and my brother, "If you two are fine with it, then I see no reason why we can't do it."
"Alright," Lincoln spoke.
Bailey shrugged, "Sure, sounds like it could be fun."
"Well alright then. I guess we'll take this one," Brad stepped up and put a hand on Lincoln's head, "for the day, and you girls do the same with Bailey."
Lori put a hand on Bailey's shoulder, "Alright then. Come on Bailey. We're gonna show you how to have some fun, Loud girl style," our sisters cheered on behind her. Even I did a little bit (surprisingly).
"And we're gonna show you what the Benson boys typically like to do on a weekend day," Brad said to Lincoln, ruffling his hair a bit.
"Alright. We'll give our siblings back at the end of the day. Girls! Follow me!" Lori grabbed ahold of Bailey's hand and we all ran after her as she headed to Vanzilla. I turned a bit and waved goodbye to Lincoln, smiling as he waved back.
"Come on Lena! Let's go!"
"C-Coming Lola!" I ran over to the v as n and leaped in, scooting in next to Bailey as Lola sat down next to me and shut the door.
"Alright ladies," Lori spoke as she started up the van, "Let's go!" The others cheered behind her, with the exclusion of me and Bailey. Or…is it Bailey and I? I always get it mixed up.
"This outta be entertaining," Bailey whispered to me as Lori pulled out of the driveway.
I giggled, "That's one way of putting it."
"Hey!" We both turned our heads to Lori, who was looking at us through the rearview mirror, "What are you two whispering about back there?"
Bailey and I both shared a look, "Nothing." Lori squinted her eyes at us and we just looked to the side. We even began whistling (Bailey was better at it then me).
"Come on Lori!" Lola called out from her seat, and I don't think I've ever seen so happy to hear her yell, "You can worry about what they were saying behind your back later!" Hey! "We need to go, remember?!"
"You're right," Lori replied, completely forgetting about us (which you'll be hearing no complaints from me), "Alright girls…let's ROLL OUT!" In her excitement, Lori slammed on the gas pedal (1) and we sped out of the driveway and onto the road.
I heard Bailey chuckle, "She doesn't even get the reference she just made."
I laughed a bit too, "No she does not." I saw Bailey look at me with a slightly surprised expression, "What? I have a brother too you know." We both shared a laugh as my sisters all began shouting their ideas as to what we should do.
There was one thought running through my mind at that moment. I wonder what Lincoln and the Benson boys are doing.
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(3rd Person P.O.V)
Lincoln let out a loud burp before quickly covering his mouth, "Excuse me."
"Don't worry about it," Bruce waved off, before letting out an even louder burp of his own. A few of his brothers clapped a bit and Bradley was giggling up a storm. He held his hand out to Lincoln, "Come on," the white-haired boy shrugged and gave him a high-five.
"Ahhhhh," Brad sank deeper into the chair he sat in, a soda in hand, "Let me tell you boys, this is where it's at. Just being able to relax with the boys, eat what you want, watch what you want, and, most importantly, not having to listen to any annoying sisters buzzing in your ear like a da-."
"Brad," Brock interrupted, "Children present. And that's our sister."
"I was gonna say "dang" bee," Brad defended.
Brock snorted, "So you claim," he replied before taking a sip of his own soda.
"Everyone under the age of thirteen should cover their eyes. I'm about to shoot Brock a very unpleasant gesture with my hand," Brad shot back. Brock turned to glare at his younger brother, who merely smirked and sunk further into his chair.
"Alrighty boys!" Said boys all turned to see Bennett coming out of the kitchen, holding a tray of meat, "We've got pork chops, hamburgers, ribs, and sausage. Everything…is on a bone or a bun. No utensils required. And if you've got a shirt, then you have a napkin. Now, let me just remove my hands before you start mauling it like a pack of hyenas," Bennett quipped as he set the tray down onto the table, quickly moving out of the way as Boomer and the younger Benson boys immediately started digging in. Bennett held up both hands and counted all of the fingers before examining the rest of his body. He turned to his neighbor and older brothers with a big smile on his face, "It's alright guys! I have NOT lost any flesh to the beasts!"
"Shut up," Barry said. Or tried to say, with a mouth full of hamburger.
"Don't talk with your mouth full," Brock said as he stood up, grabbed a plate, and began cutting up a sausage for Bradley.
"So…what are we going to be doing today?" Lincoln asked just before taking a bite out of his ribs.
"We know some cool places in town to hang out that we're gonna go see after lunch," Brad answered, "Trust me kid, it'll be great."
"So much so you'll all be begging your parents to allow mama and papa to adopt you just so we can hang out all the time," Boomer stated, throwing his arm around Lincoln and giving the white-haired boy a smile.
What Boomer didn't know was that his smile showed all of the bread, neat, and mustard in his teeth. Despite his best efforts to hold it in, Lincoln eventually broke and began laughing. Boomer just looked confused, "What? What's so funny? Do I have something in my teeth?" He asked, showing his teeth to everyone in the room. Brad, Bennett, and the twins began laughing as well, with even Brady and Ben chuckling a bit (although the former was a bit quieter about it). "WHAT?!"
"You're asking if you have someTHING in your teeth," Brad commented with a smirk, "The proper term would be someTHINGS! I mean…I'm right here and I see a crowbar, I see a car tire, I see an elephant skull! And that's only the tip of the iceberg."
Boomer glared at his older brother, "Oh, hahaha," he laughed sarcastically, "Very funny," he set his plate down, "But I know something that'll be FUNNIER!" He pounced on Brad like a lion…and immediately found himself in a headlock.
Brad just looked amused as Boomer struggled to get out of the grip, "Not strong enough yet little bro."
"Keyword being YET!" By this point, Boomer was flailing around like a fish out of water. Soon, everyone else in the room was laughing out loud at his predicament (even Brock and Brady).
Lincoln was laughing so much that he feel to the floor, but that did little to bother him. Looks like hanging out with these guys will be even more fun then I thought. Hope Bailey and the girls are having as good a time as we are.
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(Lena's P.O.V)
"Lana! Give me back soda!"
"If you wanted it, then MAYBE you shouldn't have taken my fries!" I couldn't help but shake my head at my roommates as I took a bite of my burger. No matter where we go or what's going on, they always find a way to end up at each other's throats.
Oh right, almost forgot. We had stopped at the mall to grab ourselves something to eat (just about everyone in Vanzilla was hungry).
"I swear," Bailey whispered in my ear, "Behavior wise? Those two are the exact duplicates to Bruce and Barry."
"Two sets of twins like Lana and Lola? Now that's a scary thought," I whispered back and we both laughed to ourselves.
"Okay, you two need to stop that whispering nonsense," Lori spoke to us, waving a fry as she did before eating it, "Anything you can say to each other you can say to all of us."
"Now, you see," Bailey started, "You say that, but I highly doubt that you'd like what we may or may not have to say."
"Hey!" Lynn placed (translation: slammed) both palms on the table and stood up, "What's that supposed to mean?!" Bailey and I shared s look before we both shrugged our shoulders in unison, and just laughed as Lynn glared at us.
"Ya know, I'm not sure I'm liking how "buddy-buddy" you two are becoming," she said with crossed arms and squinted eyes.
"Hey, you guys were the ones that were talking about having fun, "Bailey threw an arm over my shoulder, "Not my fault that it just happens to be with Lena more then you so far." She pressed her cheek against mine and stuck her tongue. So, of course, I laughed.
Lynn grabbed some of her fries and threw them at us, "Oh, both of you shut up."
Bailey reached for her drink, "Why I outta-."
"No!" Lori yelled, slamming her hands down upon both Lynn's and Bailey's wrists, "We're not doing this again! Unless you want a repeat of what happened the last tine any of us started a food fight." That promptly got Lynn and Bailey to stop, pouting with crossed arms as they both became (uncharacteristically) quiet. I put my hand over my mouth to keep myself from laughing out loud.
Just then, I felt something loop around my neck and pull me into something. Well…someone. That "someone" put their arm around my neck (just enough to hold me, not nearly enough to hurt me) and began rubbing their fist across my head. "Ah, what're you laughing at squirt?"
"Ow! Lynn, let go of me!" I could hear my sisters and friend laughing in the background as I suffered the wrath of Lynn's noogie. "Lynn, I'm not kidding!" Eventually though, even I soon found myself letting a few chuckles slip. Pretty soon, Lynn was really just holding me close and all of us were laughing out loud (yes, even Lucy and Lisa).
"Hey!" The twelve of us quieted down and turned to where the voice came from. Sitting at a table not two far from us were three teenage girls, probably around Leni and Lori's age. Maybe a little older.
One of the girls had long red hair that nearly reached her waist and pale skin (not as pale as Lucy's, but paler then the rest of my sisters. And me). She wore a black tank top and blue jeans, along with green shoes. She had on earrings, a bracelet on her right wrist, and a necklace, all golden. Her eyes looked to be bright blue and her arms were crossed as she had an ugly glare on her (otherwise) pretty face.
The second girl had pitch black hair that was tied into a ponytail. She had fair skin and purple glasses, and was holding her gray phone in her hand (admittedly, my mind immediately went to Lori). She was wearing a yellow t-shirt with blue jean shorts and orange shoes. She had this…look on her face. A similar look that Lori has whenever any of us annoy her when she's on her own phone.
The third and final girl, and the girl who called us, sat in between the other two. She had brown hair that was arranged in braids that extended past her shoulders. She wore a purple sleeveless shirt along with green shorts, red lipstick, and a tattoo of a star near her eye. She also seemed to be taller and just a little more muscular.
"Yes?" Lori asked, with crossed arms and squinted eyes.
"Do you mind?" The girl with braided hair asked us, annoyingly (I mean she sounded annoyed, not that she was annoying). "We're trying to talk, and you guys are really loud."
"Sorry," Lola apologized, although it didn't seem like she really meant it (if the tone of her voice and eye roll was anything to go on), "We were having fun with our neighbor and friend. Excuse us for being a little loud."
"Lola," Lori reprimanded.
"Wow," the taller girl said sarcastically (if I had to guess), "This one's stupid and a jerk," her two friends giggled behind her.
Needless to say, none of us were happy with her comment. Heck, even I was glaring at her.
"Hey!" Lynn jumped from the booth and stepped up to the girl, "You better watch your mouth lady!"
The girl smirked and stood up, looking down onto my sister. If she was expecting for Lynn to be scared or intimidated just be her being taller, she was going to be sorely disappointed.
"Lynn," Lori was quick to be up, placing a hand on our sister's shoulder to keep her in place, "That's enough."
"Smart move blondie," the girl spoke, "It'll be better for all of us for you to call off your little dog."
Now that angered us all. So much so that Luna and Luan had to hold Lana and Lola back from attacking.
"That's it!" Lynn physically leaped at the girl, to which Lori acted quickly and grabbed her around her waist to keep her from attacking. "Let me at her! Let me at her!"
"Okay, okay," Bailey stood up and got between my sisters and this (mean) girl, "That's enough. Look lady, we're just trying to have a nice day out…like my friend said. So about we all just turn around and completely ignore one another for the rest of the day? I have a feeling that it'll be best for the both of us."
"Oh, tough girl are we?" The tall girl (who I did not like) mocked, "What're you gonna do shrimpy? Fight me if I don't?" She poked Bailey on the forehead as she did so.
"Don't touch me," Bailey spoke snidely, "And we're not going to fight. I'm sure we can be just a little more mature then that. At least I can."
"Aw. Acts like a tough girl, but is just all bark and no bite," the girl taunted.
"Does barking to you mean the same touch as the "b-word" that grownups use? Because, I think I can see that." I heard Lori and Leni gasp, while Luna and Luan seemed to be fighting to hold in chuckles.
Lynn on the other hand? Oh, she was laughing out loud for all to hear. Now, I didn't understand what Bailey was talking about. I could tell that Lucy, Lana, Lola, and Lily shared my confusion (although the last one really wasn't much of a surprise). Lisa just sighed and rubbed her eyes underneath her glasses, which led me to assume that she knew what Bailey was talking about.
Just then, the tall girl actually shoved Bailey! The Benson girl fell into Lori's arms and seemed to look at the tall girl with confusion and anger.
"You had better watch your mouth you little brat!" Then, she saw Bailey glaring at her, "What's wrong now? You wanna fight now, little girl?"
Bailey stood up from Lori's arms, and held up her arms to stop my sisters from attacking. "No lady, I'm still not gonna fight you. And I have a very good reason as to why?"
"Oh, is that a fact?"
"Yes, it is. In fact, I have three of them actually," she held up three fingers, before holding up one, "Number one-," just then, before any of us could react, Bailey actually punched the tall girl across the face! The tall girl crumbled to the ground and her two friends look in in shock before quickly racing to help their friend. Bailey looked at her fist for a few seconds before turning to our shocked faces, "Let's go fools!"
Without giving us any time to respond, Bailey sprinted away from the scene. We all shared a look just before Lori picked up Lily and bolted put right after Bailey, the rest of us not far behind.
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(3rd Person P.O.V)
"Come on slowpoke! Unless you wanna get left behind!" Barry called down to Lincoln as the boys climbed up the ladder they were on.
Not long after finishing lunch, Lincoln and the Benson boys began brainstorming ideas for what to do. After a few ideas were given and shot down (like Brad's idea to see how fast it would take them to get from one end of the town to the other in the van, or Bruce's idea to melt down as much butter and dump it off of a random tall building in Royal Words), it was eventually given out by Bennett that they should to over to the water tower that he'd seen when the Benson family had first arrived in Royal Woods.
He said that they should climb the water tower…just for fun. When asked about where he'd gotten the idea, he just replied that he remembered seeing on a TV show before.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Lincoln called out to the young boy as he climbed.
"Don't worry about him Lincoln," Brady said to the white-haired boy, being the one at the very back to ensure that everyone was walking up safely with Brock at the very front.
Eventually, all twelve boys had gotten themselves onto the tower's platform (well…almost all of them. Bradley was being held in a carrier by Brock). "I have to say…I'm liking the view," Brad commented as he examined the area beyond the water tower, the trees and buildings that he was able to see.
"Yeah," Bruce replied, "But I know how to make it better!" He grabbed until the railing and was about to lift himself up before Brock grabbed him by his shirt collar.
"You even so much as think about it, and your behind will be grounded for so long…you'll have grandchildren before you're done," the eldest brother threatened (with love, of course).
"Fine," Bruce grumbled.
"So…have you guys come here often?" Lincoln asked.
"Yep," Bennett replied, putting emphasis on the "p", "I first saw this place when we all first moved to Royal Woods. Sometimes, I'll come up here just for the heck of it. With some of the other boys coming with me every once in a while. It's…just a nice, quiet place to show up and just relax. Personally, I tend to show up here when I feel like not dealing with some of the others. Usually Brock or Brad."
"Don't get smacked little boy," Brock threatened (again) (2).
Bennett looked at him with (slightly) widened eyes, "'Little boy'? You're like…a few inches taller then I am," he complained (translation: whined).
"Yeah, and don't you forget it," Brock smirked, rubbing the palm of his hand on the top of Bennett's head.
Bennett swatted his brother's hand away, "Oh shut up."
"Uh, guys?" Lincoln called out to the Benson boys, who all turned to him, "Are you sure this is a good place to be? This tower doesn't seem exactly like the…sturdiest structure in the world."
"It'll be fine," Brad waved off, "We've been here plenty of times. Don't worry kid, we're fine," Brad spoke, believing to put Lincoln's worries to rest as he placed his hands on the tower's railings.
Just then, the railing gave out. Seeing this, Brock reached out to grab his brother (who had his arms flailing about in an attempt to steady himself)…but missed by mere inches. "Crap! BRAD!"
"AHHHH, DAMN IT!" Brad yelled out in pain a few moments after he fell.
"Come on!" Brock (with Bradley in tow) raced down the ladder to reach his brother, the rest of the boys not far behind.
By the time they reached the eldest Benson boy, they saw him crouching down over Brad's body. They saw a mattress underneath him.
"Brad, are you alright?" Brady asked, joining Brock and crouching down to examine the damage. All of the others were worried, heck…even Bradley looked concerned.
"Well…plus side? This old mattress cushioned my fall. Minus side? I think I broke my arm," he hissed in pain as he carefully held his right arm.
"Everybody get into the van, we're heading off to the hospital," Brock stated, his tone leaving no room for argument before pointing directly at Brad, "And if I here you making any kind of stupid statement that "I'm fine" or "I don't need a hospital", I'll break your other arm," he threatened.
Brad chuckled, knowing that Brock was only acting as such because he was worried, "You'll get no arguments from me."
"Good," Brock helped his brother up and began trekking to the van, the others not far behind them.
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(Lena's P.O.V)
"Well that was completely reckless," Lisa commented after we had spent a good…ten minutes running and sneaking through the mall, making sure that no one was following us.
"I regret nothing," Bailey spoke with completely certainty, "And are any of you really gonna say that what I did wasn't what I should have done? That any of you wouldn't have done the same thing in my position?"
"She makes a good point," Lynn commented first (like I'm sure we all knew she would).
"Yeah, that girl really didn't 'bop' well with me," Luan joked before bursting out laughing, "But yeah, I didn't like her either," she added quietly with a frown and crossed arms.
"You're lucky we didn't get in trouble for that," Lori reprimanded, "What would your grandparents say if they saw that?"
"Oh please!" Bailey chuckled, "Papa told all of us that we should never let someone's words get to us. But, if they put their hands on us…all bets are off. He even stated that he will fight tooth and nail for our defense if we get in trouble for fighting, providing that we acted in self-defense. It's one of the few issues were he'll not only argue with mama every single time, but will argue with her for hours on end if he must. Plus, she's a teenager who pushed me…a child. If papa and/or mama were here, they'd both argue with me. Heck, they'd both fight her for trying to start something," Bailey explained before adding, "If they'd even have to. Mama can be downright terrifying when she wants to. A few of the right sentences from her and she'd probably have those girls running with their tails tucked between their legs."
"Alright ladies!" Lola called out, skipping forward to be in front of us all, "We've got all of that ugliness behind us now, so it's time for us to get back on track with showing Bailey the 'Loud Girls' Day of Fun'!"
"Is that what we're calling it now?" Lucy asked, although I get the feeling that she didn't really care.
"Yep!"
"Sigh."
"I appreciate what you guys are trying to do, but…do you think we can leave?" Bailey asked, "I don't want to run the risk of running into those girls again."
"I guess that makes sense," I weighed in.
"Fine," Lola grumbled and pouted. I guess she really wanted to stay at the mall.
"So…where're we going next dudes?" Luna asked.
"Oh I know…let's go to the mall!" Leni cheered happily, clasping her hands together.
"We're leaving the mall Leni," Lisa stated.
"Oh." My younger sister just face palmed (which, I'll admit, was a little funny). After we walked out of the mall, we made our way through the parking lot. As we neared Vanzilla, Lori suddenly screamed her lungs out. "Lori! What's wrong?!" I ran over to her. As I was passed my friend sisters, I saw what made Lori scream. Although, it just made my eyes widened in shock.
The issue at hand? There was a looooong scratch on Vanzilla, from front to back. Someone keyed our van!
"Shhhhh. It's okay Lily," Leni took Lily from the carrier Lori was wearing, who had starting crying when Lori suddenly cried out. "Lori! Don't just yell out like that out of nowhere!" Leni reprimanded, before going back to comforting Lily, "You scared her."
"I'm scared too," Lori started, "Scared as to what mom and dad are gonna do to us when they see…this!" She has a right to be scared. After our first meeting with the Benson kids, mom and dad had stated that Lori wasn't allowed to drive any of us except for school for a month. And they said that if something like that happened again….Lori wouldn't be driving until she graduates. So, needless to say, she's been a little cautious when it comes to driving us. "Oh god…I'm SO dead."
"Come on Lori, they shouldn't get mad at you," I tried to help, "It's not like it's your fault."
"You don't know that," she replied, holding her head in her hands. As me and Luna put our hands on Lori (leg for me and shoulder for Luna) in an attempt to comfort her, we all heard laughing coming up from behind us.
Turning around to the noise, we saw those three mean girls from before driving up in a red car. The brunette girl (that Bailey had punched) was driving and laughing, "Hey there girls," she spoke sweetly (although I felt tense by the look in her eyes). Then her eyes landed on the scratch on Vanzilla and she gasped, "Yikes. Is that your guys' van? What happened?"
Suddenly, Lynn leaped onto the hood of their car, "Don't play dumb with us! I know you did this!"
"First sign…get off of the car, shortstack," she growled, "It's probably three times as much as you'd be. Second sign…I have no idea what you're talking about," she turned to her friends, "Do either of you guys understand what they're talking about?"
"I don't have a clue," the redhead replied, "We've been in the mall the whole time anyway. We literally just got to the parking lot."
"If you ask me, it's a little insulting that they just assume it's us," the black-haired one said before turning to frown at us, "Especially considering what your little…friend did to ours."
"Yeah, we know what happened," Bailey spoke up, "Your friend touched me, I told her not to, so she did it again, and I put her on the floor. I don't know about you chicks, but I was raised with the belief that you shouldn't put your hands on someone else. Especially without expecting for something serious to go down."
I saw the brunette move two fingers to move over the cheek that Bailey had punched while glaring at the girl before a smile spread across her features, "All in the past now. And as for your accusations," she turned to Lynn, "Like my friend said, We just left the mall barely two minutes ago. Plus, we're not so…childish as to key somebody's vehicle."
"But you're childish to start a fight with, and then attack, a kid," Luan pointed out with crossed arms and a suspicious gaze. I rarely see Luan being so serious. It kind weirds me out.
The girl shrugged, "Maybe the one who keyed your van was just someone you pissed off," she put her hand vertically to the right of her mouth (3) and whispered, "Maybe you guys should try to be a bit nicer to people in the future. You know, so people won't be so…vengeful, for lack of a better term."
As her friends laughed, the brunette gave a us a mocking wave (yes, I can tell the difference. I'm five (4), not stupid) as their car began to slowly drive away. Hearing a (sort of) growling-like noise, I looked over and my own eyes widened as I saw Lynn. Her fists were clenched, her teeth were gritted, and she was glaring at those three girls with the intensity of the sun. "Lynn?" She didn't seem to hear me, "Lynn?"
Quicker then any of us could react, Lynn had suddenly picked up a rock and threw it at those girls with a yell!
Fortunately (what? I'm not cruel), it didn't hit any of the girls. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending how you think about it), it smacked into one of the car's rearview mirrors. The three girls yelled at in shock as the mirror cracked and pieces of it fell to the ground.
I turned my head towards Lynn, seeing in my peripheral vision that Bailey and my other sisters were doing the same thing. Her hand remanded outstretched as her own eyes widened as her actions seemed to suddenly catch up with her. She slowly turned to us as the girls' car came to a stop. "Let's go fools!" She ran to Lori, reached into her pockets (which seemed to snap Lori out of her shock, to which she protested), took the keys, unlocked Vanzilla, and ran into the van as quickly as her legs could carry her.
Leni, Lana, Lola, and Bailey quickly followed Lynn, racing into Vanzilla as well. I felt my own hand being grabbed before someone ran me to the van. "Get in!" I heard Luan's voice behind me and I quickly climbed into the van (seriously, her being serious can really freak me out).
"YOU LITTLE BRATS!" I heard that brunette girl yell at us just as everyone piled into the van and slam the doors shut. Lori quickly shoved the key into the ignition and started the van, just seconds before she all but sped through the parking lot.
I (along with everyone else) jumped in my seat as I heard something suddenly collide with the back of Vanzilla. We didn't stop as we drove through the parking lot and onto the road.
All of us were silent as we drove along the road, no doubt getting our breaths back and trying to calm ourselves down.
"Well, you Loud sisters sure do know how to show a girl a good time," Bailey joked after a while, getting a few snickers from a few passengers (including me, admittedly).
"Alright, listen up," Lori called out to all of us, "We do not tell our parents or your grandparents about this. No blabbing to anyone. Are we agreement?"
"Agreed!" We all called out simultaneously. With the exclusion of Lily, who just called out in her own (adorable) baby language.
"Good. Now, I'm sorry you guys…but I think we're just gonna head home. Frankly, I've dealt with enough drama for one day and I really want to just go home and relax. I'm really sorry that we didn't get to go into much detail for today Bailey," she apologized sincerely.
"Oh, don't apologize ," Bailey waved off, "Today was awesome!"
"Is was?" Leni asked.
"Of course! I got to punch some teenage brat, got to hide and sneak around the mall like Solid Snake, AND got to see Lynn knock down that brat's window with a rock. I had a blast!" She emphasized her point by throwing her arms into the air.
"Solid…snake? Oh, is that some kind of new snake species?!" Lana asked excitedly, leaning closer to Bailey.
"Oh, sweetie," Bailey sighed sadly as she rubbed Lana's head (well, cap). I chuckled at their interactions. Bailey wasn't technically wrong, we had had quite the interesting day. It was definitely a fun one. I couldn't help but smile as everyone started calming down and messing around with one another. Overall, it was a pretty good idea.
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(3rd Person P.O.V)
"Alright, let's go," Brock called out to the others as he stepped out of the van. After heading to the hospital, Brad was able to get his arm taken care of. He'd be in a cast for a few weeks, but he'll be fine. Knowing that they wouldn't be able to hide it from their grandparents for long, Brock had already called Victor and Rebecca about the incident. Needless to say, Rebecca had forbidden her grandchildren from going up that water tower. Ever again.
"Well…this has been an eventful day," Boomer chuckled.
"Yeah, it was great," Brad shot back, "If you wish hard enough, you'll have an eventful day too."
"Just because you broke your arm doesn't mean you can go around threatening your brothers," Brady commented.
"Yeah, cause you know I'm not gonna care about your arm. You wanna go, oh…I'll go." Brad rolled his eyes at his younger brother.
"Other then Brad's arm, the day was actually pretty cool," Lincoln offered.
"Are you kidding?! The excitement of it all made today better!" Barry cheered before being slapped in the back of the head by Brock, "Ow."
"Don't be a jerk," he stated. The twelve boys headed into the house, to which Brock, Brady, and Bennett headed to the kitchen to get some drinks. Sodas and juice. Afterwards, they had relocated to the backyard to sit and relax.
"We should sing," Bruce stated out of nowhere after taking a big sip from his juice.
"Let's not and say we did," Brad commented, before taking a sip from his soda before letting out a loud burp.
"Well, I'm gonna sing," Bruce said, "And I think it'll be a tune that you'll all find yourselves singing along pretty soon." Almost all of his brothers rolled their eyes at Bruce's statement.
Just then, he started to sing.
"~To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean. To ride on the crest of a raging wild storm.~" As much as most of his brothers hated to admit it…they not only knew the tune, but liked it a great deal. "~To work in the service of life and the living. In search of the answers to questions unknown.~"
"~To be part of the movement and part of the growing. Part of beginning to understand.~" Now, Bennett, Boomer, and Barry began singing along. "~Aye, Calypso, the places you've been to. The things that you've told us, the stories you'll tell. Ah, Calypso, we sing to your spirit. The men who have served you so long and so well~"
"~Like the dolphin who guides you, you bring us beside you. To light up the darkness and show us the way~." Now, Bryce, Ben, and Bradley began singing along (the last one babbling in his own baby language).
"~For though we are strangers in your silent world. To live on the land we must learn from the sea. To be true as the tide and free as the wind swell. Joying and loving in letting it be~." Lincoln, Brandon, and Brad joined in the singing (all of the brothers being a little surprised that Lincoln knew the song itself).
"~Aye, Calypso, the places you've been to. The things that you've shown us, the stories you'll tell.~" Eventually, not even Brock and Brady could resist. They soon found themselves singing along as well. "~Aye, Calypso, we sing to your spirit. The men who have served you so long and so well~."
"~Ay, Calypso, the places you've been to~." The boys turned around to see their sisters walking over towards them, singing right along with them. "~The things that you've shown us, the stories you'll tell~." Now, all Loud and Benson kids sang together. "~Aye, Calypso, we sing to your spirit. The men who have served you so long and so well~." The girls walked up to join their brothers. Lana and Lola sat on Lincoln's lap, while Bailey went over and leaned her arms on Bennett's head. "~Ay, ooh, do-do-do-do. Ay, ooh, do-do-do-do. Ay, ooh, do-do-do-do, Ah, ooh, do-do-do-do~."
Was this a typical day for any of these kids? Nope. Were all parts great for everybody? Nope. But did they have fun? Well…you look at those singing, smiling, and laughing faces and tell me.
(Author's Note: Annnnnnnnd scene! Hope you guys enjoyed. I feel that the ending may have been a little weaker then it could have been, but I still think it turned out okay. The plan for this is for its next update to be on Wednesday. And yes, it will be a Halloween chapter.
(1): Don't imitate Lori kids.
(2): That's TOTALLY me when it comes to dealing with my nieces and nephews.
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What? It comes from a place of love.
(3): You guys know the thing I mean.
(4): There were a few people who were confused by Lena's age, so here it is. She's five.
Constructive critism only, no flames please.
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