(Author's Notes: Here we go again. Just a heads up, I feel like this is one of my weaker chapters.

Enjoy anyway (as much as you can):)

Chapter Eleven: The Sweet Spot

I'm really excited!

Why, you may ask? My family and I are taking a road trip tomorrow!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. As I said, I'm just really excited. Whereas some of my siblings may not be fond of long road trips (probably due to being in an enclosed space for so long), I actually enjoy it. It can be a good time to have better and more in depth conversations with any of my siblings that I sit near (although, admittedly, this only applies to a small amount of them).

We all have a three-day weekend coming up, and dad (who didn't have to work this weekend, along with mom) suggested that we should all go out om our own road trip in that time.

We had all finished eating dinner fairly recently, and we were all relaxing in our own rooms. Mom and Dad said that we were leaving the house at seven o'clock on the dot. Because of this, we all needed to have everything we would need for the trip tonight so that we'd be ready to leave when we woke up in the morning.

That's exactly what I had been doing for the last fifteen minutes, making sure that I had everything together before I went to sleep.

Let's see…clothes…phone…charger…headphones…books….yeah, I think that's about everything I'll be needing. We're only leaving for a few days anyway, it's not like I'll be needing much for a week-long trip.

Zipping up my bag, I placed it near the foot of my bed and climbed into said bed. I saw Lana and Lola doing the same, the former playing with her frog Hops and the latter was looking at herself in her pink handheld mirror while messing with her hair (I mean…when is she NOT checking her hair like that?!).

"Do you guys have your things ready for tomorrow's trip?" I found myself asking them.

"Yep," Lana answered, emphasizing the "p", "Have it all right here," Lana reached under her bed and pulled out a torn blue bag covered in dirt.

"Yes," Lola answered without even looking away from her mirror, "I hurried up and got everything together, as to have more time to make sure my hair is ready."

Lana sighed loudly, "What is it with you and your hair?"

"Don't be jealous just because I actually care about hygiene and how I look. Unlike SOME people!" She shot a glare at Lana.

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"How about we start with that gross bag of yours?!"

Lana held up her bag in her hands, "What's wrong with it?"

"Just look at it! How can you not see how gross and disgusting it is?!"

"Oh, does it…bother you?" With a smirk on her face, Lana held her bag up and began running towards Lola.

Lola screamed and leaped off of her bed, "KEEP THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!"

"Aw, come on. What's the problem?"

I stared at my roommates for a few seconds before sighing and shaking my head, "I just had to open my big mouth," I muttered to myself.

"Alright kids!" I heard dad yell from downstairs through our open door, "Lights out! We got a big day tomorrow!"

Seeing as how the twins were otherwise…ahem, occupied...I decided to go get the door myself. I shut the door and turned off the light, hearing my sisters cry out, "Hey!"

"Dad said it's time to go to bed," I reminded them. I could hear the both of them grumble (which, being the kind sister that I am, I ignored) before I climbed into my bed, hearing them do the same.

As excited as I was for tomorrow's trip, sleep overcame me as soon as my head hit the pillow

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"Lena. Lena." My eyes slowly opened as some…thing was shaking my arm. That voice…sound like-.

"Lincoln?" I sat up in my bed, rubbing my eyelids.

"Hey, sorry for waking you," he whispered, "I was just wondering…would you mind sitting next to me in the van for the trip?"

"Sure," I yawned, before rubbing the tears out of my eyes.

"Thanks Lena, you're the best," he gave me a hug (which I returned, albeit a little sleepy) before he began tiptoeing out of the room. He (slowly and carefully) opened the door and gave me one last thumbs-up before he gently closed said door.

Reaching over to grab my phone (which sat on the nightstand, plugged in to charge), I turned it on and saw that the time was just about six o'clock. We leave at seven, and I know (from past experiences) that it'll be difficult for me to fall right back to sleep unless my energy was like…empty.

Dang it Lincoln. I love my brother, but he did kinda mess me up. So, what can I do for an hour that won't wake anybody up? Hmmm. Laura has a bit of an odd sleeping schedule. Maybe she's awake? Now, Laura was NOT a morning person. Like…at all. Despite that fact, there are a few instances on weekends and other days off where Laura would end up waking up early in the morning and just…had a hard time going back to sleep (1). She told me so. So…there's a decent chance that she might be awake. I typed a quick text to my best friend. My text read "Are you awake?"

It took almost five minutes, but I got a response. "Yep. What's up?"

"Nothing much. My family and I leave for our trip in about an hour, and I thought to text since I couldn't get back to sleep."

"Why are you even awake right now?"

"Lincoln."

"What'd he want?"

"He asked me if I'd sit next to him in Vanzilla."

"And he couldn't wait until EVERYONE woke up?"

"Apparently not."

"Weird. Anyway, where are you guys supposed to be heading for this trip anyway?"

"I don't think we're going anywhere specific. We're just gonna be driving around for a little bit. We will probably stay at a hotel down the road, if we end up staying out that late."

"Alright…well, let me know everything that goes down on your trip. Especially if anything funny goes down."

"I can't help but feel that you and I have VERY different definitions of the word "funny", Laura."

"NONSENSE! Funny is funny!"

"Sure. That was sarcasm by the way." What? It's hard to tell the emotion behind text messages.

"I could tell." Suddenly, I heard a loud THUMP coming from Lincoln's room. When I looked up, I saw that Lana and Lola's beds looked more…flat then they should. I shot off a quick text to Laura that said "Hold on. I'll get back to you". Turning on my phone's flashlight, I shined it onto their beds and saw that the twins were nowhere to be found.

Noticing the door was open, I took myself out of bed (a bit begrudgingly) and headed out of my room.

When I opened the door, I caught all of my sisters running out of…Lincoln's door(?) and heading to the stairs. "Hey!" I called out to them, Luna being the one who heard me and stopped. "What's going on?"

"We're heading out to the van."

"Why? It's not time to leave yet."

"We found out Lincoln is trying to horde the best spot in Vanzilla for himself. Calls it the "Sweet Spot", and is trying to claim it before any of us even gets to the van! We're gonna go deal with him, you wanna come with?"

"N…No. I'm-I'm good," I didn't really know what they meant by this "Sweet Spot" thing, but it really didn't matter to me. I don't care where I sit in the van.

Luna shrugged, "Suit yourself sis," she then raced to join the rest of our sisters. I took one last look downstairs as my rocker sister disappeared outside before heading back to my room. "Good luck Lincoln," I muttered to myself as I turned on the room light (we were all up anyway) and took a seat on my bed.

"I'm back." I sent to Laura.

"What happened?"

"Apparently…my brother woke up early to get the "Sweet Spot" (which I'm told is SUPPOSED to be the best seat in the van), and my sisters aren't very happy about that."

"No offense, but your sisters are pretty petty."

"The sad part is that I'm aware of this fact." I couldn't stop myself from chuckling, and I'm sure that if I'm chuckling…then I'm certain that Laura must be laughing out loud (and probably waking up her parents if they're still asleep).

Suddenly, I heard yelling and a loud commotion coming from outside. "I'll be back in a second", I texted to Laura just before I all but leaped out of my bed and headed into the hallway. Rushing down the stairs (making sure to be carful, of course), I opened the front door and looked to where I heard the commotion. My eyes widened a bit as I (literally) saw the entire van shaking in place and all kinds of limbs flying around in Vanzilla. I put my hand above my eyes and squinted them to get a better look (2), is that my siblings?

"That is ENOUGH!" I jumped as I suddenly heard the yell of my mother run out through the air. The van immediately stopped and I saw all of my siblings (with the exclusion of Lily) emerge from inside the van. "Everyone, back to their rooms this minute! I don't wanna anyone in that car until seven A.M.!" With that, she slammed her window shut (causing me to jump again).

"Good luck getting the Sweet Spot now," I heard Lori call out before all of my sisters laughed out loud (in a kind of annoying manner, if I'm being honest). I quickly raced back into the house and hid in the dining room as my sisters came back into the house (most of them grumbling angrily under their breath). As I saw them all disappear upstairs, I peeked from in the dining room and saw Lincoln stomp into the house with his bag in hand.

"Lincoln," I ran up to him when I was certain that our sisters couldn't hear me, "What happened? Luna was talking to me about a…sweet spot?"

My brother's eyes widened for a brief second before he sighed (a little dramatically, if I'm being honest), "The Sweet Spot is a special spot in Vanzilla I found. After months of research, I was able to discover a spot in Vanzilla that's perfect. Away from any and all issues that you'd find elsewhere."

And just like that, it became clear, "So you were in the van to make sure that you got the Sweet Spot, but I'm guessing that at least ONE of our sisters found out and that's why…the commotion outside happened?"

"Exactly," Lincoln responded, sounding a bit depressed. It kinda made me sad, I never did like seeing ANY of my siblings upset.

"Sorry Lincoln."

"Don't be," he waved off before a smirk appeared on his face. I don't think I like the look on his face, "Even if I can't set foot in the van until seven, I'm still gonna get gonna get that seat. This…I swear (3)!" Without another word, he ran up the stairs with the speed of lightning. For the long of time, I just…looked at the stairs. I couldn't help but shake my head at ALL of my siblings.

I certainly have some…interesting siblings, I thought to myself in amusement as I headed back up the stairs. I didn't exactly know what they were planning to do, but I did know that I did NOT want to get involved. Especially if they were physically fighting with each other (I never liked being apart of any of that with them. Or anyone in general).

"Back again," I texted to Laura as I headed back up the stairs.

"Everyone still alive?"

"For right now at least. Although I suspect that things aren't gonna be as…pleasanht in a few more minutes."

"How come?"

"Remember how I told you about that sweet spot?"

"Yeah."

"I completely expect for my siblings to be fighting over that seat at seven, which is when mom said everyone could go to the van."

"That sounds like it'll be funny to watch. Send me a recording of it will you?"

"I'm not gonna record my siblings fighting and send it to you:(

"…You're no fun sometimes, you know that?"

"Well, YOU'RE the one who stays friends with me."

"Hey! That's my line!;)" I chuckled at Laura's antics (who were we kidding? We'd both be miserable without the other) as I plopped down on my bed. When I looked up from my phone, I realized I was so focused on my phone that I didn't realize that Lana and Lola were standing on opposite sides of the door. Both of them were staring intensely out into the hallway, seeming ready to strike at a moment's notice (like a serpent).

I was about to ask them what they were doing, but stopped myself. I suspected that this was about that "Sweet Spot" nonsense, and I really didn't want to have anything to do with it. Seeing as how I was already up (and that not being likely to change anytime soon), I decided to double-check everything in my bag to make sure that I have everything needed for the trip.

I made sure to pack plenty of books (I love to read, just in case that wasn't already obvious), I had checked for my headphones (in case I finished my books, or the noise of my siblings just became too much. Which it has in the past), my charger (shouldn't take an extended trip with your cellphone without its charger), some paper and pencils (I like to draw), and a bunch of other stuff I want for our trip.

As I checked everything, I kept my texting conversation up with Laura. Our topics ranged, from the weather to how many times my siblings can fight during the trip and schoolwork to the chances of me actually getting involved in my siblings' fights (which sat at a comfortable 0).

We'd be texting for so long that I realized how quickly the time went by.

Out of nowhere, loud war cries and footsteps reminiscent of thunder flooded our house. Forget jumping, I nearly had a heart attack as my siblings all piled out of their rooms and (presumably) raced towards Vanzilla as quickly as their legs could carry them. As much as I wanted no part in this, I have to admit that my curiosity got the better of me.

Setting down my phone, I quickly followed my siblings down the stairs. Stepping out of the open door (and, admittedly, taking a second to admire the rising sun. It is beautiful), I saw all of my siblings fighting near the van. I saw Lynn tackle Lori to the ground, Lisa standing on top of the van and hollering like Tarzan (or at least trying to), Lana throwing…something at Lisa, Lola pouncing onto Lana, and…just, overall chaos. It got so bad that I couldn't even see the van anymore.

Someone should stop them, I thought to myself in distress. They're going to get themselves HURT one of these days doing this kind of thing!

"STOP!" I jumped (what's this? At least the…third time today?) at the sound of my father's voice, turning to see him and mom standing in the doorway. They were both in their pajamas (mom's being pink and dad's being more green-ish), and NEITHER of them looked happy. "That was my first car! And my dad's first car! And his dad's first car!" As dad went back into the house sobbing, I titled my head in confusion at his statement. Turning around, my own eyes widened in shock as I didn't even see Vanzilla anymore. No…I saw it's remains! The entire thing was totaled! It was like if it had been attacked by a clan of hyenas.

"ALRIGHT…EVERYONE, BACK INSIDE! THE ROAD TRIP IS OFF!" My own eyes widened even further. What?! "YOU'RE GOING TO SPEND THIS WEEKEND SITTING ON THE COUCH TOGETHER UNTIL YOU LEARN TO GET ALONG!"

"Awwwwwww," I heard them all groan behind me, but I barely paid them any attention right now. My eyes were on the ground, a frown etched on my face, and it taking every ounce of my willpower to keep myself from crying. Eventually, despite my best efforts, a sniffle broke through.

"Oh honey," I heard my mom's voice and felt a hand my shoulder, "I'm sorry Lena, I know how much you wanted to go on this trip. I really wish I didn't have to do this, but I can't just let your siblings' misbehavior go unpunished or even be rewarded. Besides, we don't exactly have anything to travel in anymore," I could she was trying to lighten the mood with a joke. Admittedly, I let out a small chuckle, "I'll tell you what: your father and I will get looking on the calendar immediately for the soonest we can take another road trip. Then, not only will we definitely go," she looked around for a few seconds before leaning closer and whispering in my ear, "But I may also come up with some excuse for your siblings to listen to you as a little payback for today," this time, I let a louder chuckle slip through.

"I'm not sure about that."

"Oh, you're just the sweetest," she gave me a kiss on the forehead, "Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah. I'm still upset, but I'll be okay. Since we're not going anywhere, can I go over to Laura's house?"

"Wait at least another hour and a half to two hours, give them some time to wake up." I knew that Laura was awake, although I guess I don't know about mister and misses Ferrara.

"Okay." As my mom heading into the house, I took out my phone and texted Laura. "Not going on road trip. Siblings destroyed the van."

It didn't take long for her to reply, "Somehow I'm not surprised."

"Really?":/

"Well…would I be wrong to think that?"

"Touché.":) I just knew that we both were laughing (her probably harder then me) from our last statements. "Would you have an issue if I came over to your house later on?"

"Nope. In fact, I have this AWESOME new idea I wanted you to see…".

(Author's Notes: And…we're…done!

(1): That's me in a NUTSHELL.

(2):You guys know what I mean, right?

(3): Special mention in the next chapter to the first one who can successfully guess this reference;)

Like I said above, I definitely feel like this is one of my weaker chapters. It's just that, given Lena's personality, there's just very little I was able to do with the Sweet Spot episode. I'm kinda just about out of ideas for original chapters. So, if you guys have ANY suggestions…please do let me know.

I guess I'd be more open to doing actual Loud House episodes. If that's something you guys would really like. However, keep in mind that there'd still be a decent chance that I would change up what goes down in the episode if I feel the need to. As long you can accept that, I'd be open to doing actual Loud House episodes.

Except for next chapter. Next chapter is the Thanksgiving chapter, and that WILL be an original chapter more then likely (and no, it DEFINITELY won't be the actual show's Thanksgiving special).

Constructive critism only, no flames please.

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