The people of Royal Woods were very much like everybody else in the world, they woke up early, did their daily rounds and when the sun began to set most went and relaxed until it was time for bed.

Even the most hectic and noisy family's followed this unspoken law without knowing it.

Except for today that is.

At 1216 Franklin avenue, it was anything but quiet, however the surrounding houses were used to this and as long as the noise did not drag on too late or start too early they were very tolerable towards the noise.

Inside said house a family of eleven moved back and forth frantically, attempting to tidy away their mess from that day.

There father - and only parent of the kids - was busy in the kitchen, trying to get dinner ready for his ten daughters ready. Yes, the man named Lynn Loud Sr. Had ten daughters, their ages ranging from seventeen all the way down to fifteen months.

Currently he and his daughters were all busy getting the house ready for their guests... Or as he should say, New family members. You see, Lynn Sr. had taken up dating within the past few months, mainly from the pestering of his daughters so he could have a semblance of a social life outside of work and family.

He had begrudgingly given in, knowing how fruitless it was to argue against his many children. The first few dates went ok in his book but he hadn't felt anything towards the women who wanted to meet up with him, it seemed bringing up his very large female dominant family was a big turn off for most women... Most.

One of his dates, a woman named Rita, had enraptured his heart. When she heard about his large family, she was shocked about how many there were under one roof - just like all the other ladies he meet - but unlike them she badgered for more info. The girls ages, their likes, dislikes, hobbies, achievements and such.

In turn she provided information about herself and her son, like how she was an aspiring novelist and dental assistant. her son, who's name was Lincoln, was basically an artist yet very, very shy around new people. Rita herself once confessed to wanting a large family like he had when she was younger but after having her son stopped trying for kids to focus raising him.

He didn't pry to find out her reasoning and she certainly didn't pry to find out why he was alone. Eventually, after many months of dating and a lot of encouragement from his daughters, he proposed to her. He felt a real connection between the two of them and hoped to spent the rest of his life with her, luckily for him, she accepted.

Now though, a month later and after much preparation on her end she was moving in. He had proposed the idea to her shortly after his proposal, it would give his daughters time to get to know her and she would get to know his daughters, on top of which all of them could meet Lincoln and become comfortable with one another before the two of them got married.

That wouldn't be for a while though but neither of them minded, it was better to go slow than to rush things.

Currently the patriarch of the family was fretting over his home made Lasagna - which he called Lynnsangna - he hoped it would be cooked before his fiancee and her son arrived. He knew the two of them would be tired after the long day they were having.

Taking note of how cooked the food looked he quickly turned around and left the kitchen and entered the living room. His eldest and fifth eldest daughters - Lori and Lynn Jr. - were busy trying to tidy away the mess of toys, stains and strewn about dvd's.

Lori was his seventeen year old and first born daughter, she was often seen on her phone talking with her friends or browsing social media for the latest thing to occupy her time. When she wasn't doing that she was looking after her sisters or helping them out in any way they needed.

Lynn on the other hand was athletic, sporty and a general fitness nut compared to her other sisters. Her love for sports and challenge has led her to try out just about every high impact and fast paced sport possible, Even going so far as to try to create some of her own. Like rollerblade hockey.

"Come on girls, it won't be long before they get here, put your backs into it."

Without a hint of hesitation Lynn Jr. Quickly straightened her ponytail before scrambling to pick up some DVD cases that had been strewn on the floor, potentially by one of the younger girls. "On it dad, this mess won't know what hit it."

Carelessly discarding the wet rag she was holding Lori rolled her eyes at her father's worried tone. "No need to get hysterical dad, Rita has literally seen this house at its worst before and she didn't seem to mind."

Stopping at the bottom of the stairs he turned back to his eldest daughter. "That may be so but the more we clean today the less we have to clean tomorrow, that's how we've always done it and that's how we're always going to do it."

Without a word Lori went right back to cleaning the coffee table, having nothing to counter her father with.

"Lana!, Leni!, You two got that new room finished yet!?" His voice carried over all the other noises of the house and after a moment his fourth youngest daughter - and elder of the two twins - Lana popped her head around the wall, looking down the stairs towards him, her red hat bumping against the wall with the way she stood.

"Just about!, Leni's just making the bed and we'll be done."

" How am I supposed to make a bed if there is already one in here!? " A new voice echoed from the way Lana had come from, Lynn Sr. immediately recognised it as his second eldest daughters voice. Leni was considered the sweetheart of the family, always being kind and helping just about everyone she could, she even had a strong knack for fashion. Unfortunately, she was a little... Ditzy at her best and plain forgetful at her worst, leading to some humiliating moments on her part.

Panic crossed over Lana's face before she made a dash down the hall. "No Leni! I meant put the sheets on the bed, not make a whole new one!" The man of the house shook his head at his daughters usual antics, he knew that if Leni caused any damage Lana would be able to fix it up quickly. She was the repair man... Or repair woman of the house and knew more about fixing just about everything more then he did.

A small hint of green caught the corner of his eyes and he looked down towards it, walking out of the dining room was his second youngest - and smartest - daughter, Lisa. Unlike the rest of the girls the four year old needed glasses to see, however she had the combined intelligence of the entire household and even more to boot.

Currently her sights were set on her calculator, she was punching in numbers faster then he could keep track of and the little strip of paper that printed out the constant numerical equations was getting longer by the second. She didn't even look up to him when she spoke but he paid that no mind.

"Father, utilizing the known speed limits for both the Hazeltucky and Royal Woods areas, on top of calculating for decreased traffic, the average weight of an eleven year old male, the most straightforward route to our abode and compensating for carrying a lighter then average load weight and the time it will take me to say all this, I do believe your future romantic partner Aka. Fiancee, and her son will arrive in approximately... " she tapped away at her calculator a few more time before reaching up and ripping off the sheet of paper off the top end and holding it up towards her father.

"Seventeen minutes and thirty two seconds."

"Seventeen minutes!"

Like a rocket he shot off around the lower levels of the house, checking , double and triple checking to make sure each room was nice and tidy and that each of his kids were ready for their arrival. It wouldn't be good to make a poor first impression, especially if her son was as shy as she made him out to be. Truthfully he had always wanted a son, someone he could buddy up with and teach sports to or teach how to fix a car and other stuff like that.

But from what he learned about Lincoln, he wasn't the type to be doing those things out of choice and so the closest he was ever going to get to having his imaginary son was with several of his daughters. Luna, his third eldest, was a rock and roll musician and anglophile, she shared his love for all things british. Next was Luan, his fourth eldest daughter and the resident prankster/ comedian who shared his taste in puns and comedy. Lynn shared his love for sports and Lana shared his liking towards fixing things, even though she had surpassed him long ago.

If someone were to offer him a chance to trade his daughters for his dream son, well... He wouldn't do it, he loved his daughters too much to even entertain the thought of getting rid of them. He was just going to have to accept things as the way they were, besides he doubted he could live without hearing his daughters voices every day.

If anything he could learn what it was like to just have a son, it certainly would be a change from raising his daughters. He hoped that the two of them could get along nicely, even if that took a while.

"Yo pops," the partial bald man looked over towards the source of the voice, seeing his daughter Luna leaning against the wall with a carefree smile on her face. "you need to relax a little, take a deep breath in and then let it out."

He did as the purple rocker said, he brought in one large breath, held it for a moment and then slowly let it back out.

"Feeling better Pops?"

Nodding to his third born child he let his shoulders sag slightly. "Yeah, I'm just... A little nervous."

Pulling off the wall Luna walked up to her father before placing her hands on his shoulders. " We're all nervous pops, I know not everyone is on the same page with this... But, what matters most is that you're happy, that is what we agreed on. "

"Thank you Luna."

With a cheeky smile on her face she backed up before speaking, her voice coming out in a very accurate British accent. "Not a problem mate."

Chuckling at his daughters display he turned off to go check on their dinner, he had almost forgotten about it in his little mad dash around the house . He knew that it was near impossible to get this house perfectly clean, didn't stop him from trying though.

Putting on his oven gloves he pulled open the ovens door and after recovering from the small blast of heat that came out, pulled out both dishes of lasagna. In a family of eleven - soon to be thirteen - you had to essentially cook for two whole families to feed everyone. It wasn't easy but he managed.

Leaving the dishes on top of the cooker top he moved his attention to the plates. Knowing that none of his daughters had been tasked to set up the table he quickly went to work before the dishes cooled too quickly. At first he collected ten plates, one for himself and one for nine of his daughters, his youngest did not require a plate. At fifteen months Lily was being fed mushy foods and given bottles to feed her, as she only had one tooth.

He quickly noticed that he didn't have enough plates and collected two more from the cupboards before leaving them with the others.

"They're hear!" The voice of one of his daughters pulled his attention away from their dinner and he quickly discarded the oven gloves that had been hanging on his shoulder on the kitchen side.

upon entering the living room he noticed that nearly all of the girls were crowding around the window to get a better look outside to try to see their future step-mother and step-brother before they got in the house.

Lynn knew that several of them had already meet Rita before hand but not all of them did, even he was a little curious to see what Lincoln looked like in person but he wasn't so desperate that he wanted to look out the window.

"hmm, it seems my calculations were a little off. They are two minutes later then I predicted. "

Lynn rolled her eyes at the prodigal child before gently tapping her knuckle to her head. "Can't always be right Lis, your going to be wrong eventually."

Rubbing the spot on her head Lisa gave Lynn a indifferent look. "Statistically it is impossible for someone to always be right. However I doubt it's because of an error in my mathematical solving skills and more to do with an unknown factor that I am unaware of."

Before Lynn could retort, the younger twin - Lola - shoved her way past several of the girls before pressing herself to the window. "Will you just shut up, I'm trying to see."

"Maybe if your butt wasn't in the way we would all be able to see out the window."

"How dare you, I'll have you know... " before an argument could break out Leni quickly silence everyone.

Pointing out the window she drew peoples attention to the car that had parked outside their home. "Girls look." They quickly recognised it as Rita's car as they had seen it several times today.

But what really drew their attention was not the car or Rita - in most cases anyway - but who else had come with her. They had heard from their father that Rita had her own son but beyond that they knew nothing aside from his age, now they were all getting their first glance at the boy.

Luckily for them the porch light was turned on, with it on the front garden was lite up slightly allowing them to see more outside but more importantly the light made it impossible to see through the window they were all looking out of from the outside, therefore hiding the girls presence from the outside world.

The boy in question seemed to be no taller then Lynn herself, he had on blue jeans and an orange polo shirt, his head was covered by a brown wool hat that hid his hair from view. For several seconds he stood just by the car holding onto his bag as he waited for his mother to join him.

"Hmm, I don't like it." Several girls tensed at Leni's voice, finding her words to be completely uncharacteristic. Luna went to open her mouth to say something but Leni beat her too it. "I mean, I can see that that shade of Orange goes well with the blue but the brown of his hat throws the whole colour scheme off." The other girls let out a breath they hadn't realised they had been holding, out of all of them, Leni was the most excited to meet the boy. "I think a white wool hat would look better, no wait! A white wool hat with a black stripe... That would complete the look."

"Do you think he's into sports?"

" I bet he's into some rocking music. "

"Do you think he likes animals?"

" Oh, I could totes make him a new outfit. Hmm but what goes well with orange. "

From the couch of the living room Lori looked at her younger sisters as they crowded the window, taking a glance to her right she spotted her youngest sister Lily sitting next to her. The diaper clad baby was very interested in her own two feet at the moment. Returning her attention to the rest of her sisters she couldn't help but roll her eyes at them, they had been going on about the boy all day long and it was finally getting on her last nerve.

"Girls, Girls!" Slowly each of the girls that were crowding the window turned to face her, when she was sure she had everyone's attention she spoke. "You girls are being literally ridiculous, you're acting like that boy is coming here to be your personal playmate. I'm just telling you now, he's not. He's moving in because weather we like it or not he's going to be family. And you better treat him like family ok? "

Even from her spot on the couch she could see the others girls faces light up in embarrassment, some fidgeted on the spot while others tried to say something but couldn't and ended up stuttering.

However, she wasn't having any of it. "Just stop, leave the window and go do something else, there is no reason to crowd the boy the second he gets in the door."

Although, knowing her own sisters, she expected at least one of them to try to go outside to meet him. Luckily for her she had a little backup.

"Your sister is right girls." Each of them turned to face their father, ready to retort but he spoke up before they could. "Lincoln isn't exactly as outgoing as most of you are and if you crowd him he's going to get uncomfortable, let him come to you when he's ready to talk."

" This is probably a lot more overwhelming for him then it is for the rest of us, so go easy on the boy. Ok girls? "

After receiving a small chorus of 'yes dad' the girls quickly dispersed, going their own way to keep themselves entertained. Lynn Sr. Looked over to his eldest daughter and gave her a nod of appreciation for what she had done, he would have done more but the front knocked at that point.

Taking deep breaths as he walked to the door, he made sure his clothes were neat. Rita may have been here several times today but she was always formal and so she always knocked before entering. In this moment she was knocking like she was a guest, willing for permission to enter, Lynn would have to remind her that that was not necessary.

Swinging the door open he smiled as his fiancee looked back at him wearing an equal smile, one look round her side revealed Lincoln to be attempting to hide behind her, a bag clutched to his chest uneasily. Using his arm he gestured for them to enter, Rita did so with a bit of confidence, however, Lincoln seemed to stick right behind his mother, eyes glancing around at everything in the room but never at people.

Instead of focusing on him he turned his attention towards Rita. "So, I take it everything's done?"

" Just about, just got to get the rest in and unpack." slowly she placed her arm around Lincoln's shoulders but she didn't try to drag him forwards. "This is Lincoln, my son. He's... A little nervous."

Lynn looked over the boy again and true to her word he really did look nervous, his eyes were now glued to the floor, his hands were grasping his bag tightly and he looked ready to bolt away at the first chance.

"Hey, you must be Lincoln right? " Slowly Lynn lowered himself down to Lincoln's height and when he received a nod from the boy he continued. "Well, I know everything must be confusing for you, with all the changes and all but I want you to know that if you have any problems, weather it's with the girls, the house or even me. Then you can come talk to me, I want you to be happy with these arrangements just as much as everyone else ok? "

Slowly Lincoln nodded, his eyes darting to the elder man for just a second before he tried to step behind his mother more. He stood back up as he addressed his fiancee. "Is there anything that you need to get out the car now?"

"Ah, yes. Our dog Charles is still in the car, he's getting a little antsy."

" Shouldn't take but a moment. " Lynn turned to his eldest daughter as she sat on the couch, texting away to whomever she pleased. "Lori, can you show Lincoln to his room, give him a view of the house so he knows where everything is. "

Pulling her gaze from her phone Lori gave her father a passive look for a moment before giving in with a sigh. Standing up from the sofa she picked Lily up, knowing that she couldn't leave her unattended for even a moment, just as she got to the bottom of the stairs she stopped and turned around to face Lincoln. "Well? You coming?"

For a moment Lincoln looked up to his mother for guidance, the older girls tone wasn't exactly... Friendly, she looked back at him with an encouraging yet apologetic smile before tapping his shoulder gently. He gave a silent nod before slowly walking up to the girl, taking note that her own blonde hair was very similar to his mother's hair colour.

The two adults turned and left the house in order to collect Charles' cage. Lincoln followed Lori as she ascended the stairs, taking note of the multiple pictures that hung off the wall. There was the baby that Lori currently held, a girl with glasses, Brown hair and green clothes, another slightly older girl with blonde hair and a pink dress. The next picture seemed to show the same girl but wearing blue overalls and a red hat that were covered in stains, twins perhaps? The next was a girl who looked slightly younger then him, wearing all black clothes, her own black hair was styled in a way that covered her eyes completely.

The next picture showed a girl with brown hair styled in a pony tail but wore a red jersey and practically screamed Jock. Next was two more brown haired girls, the first wearing a white shirt with a flower and even her hair was styled in a pony tail but with a yellow scrunchie. The second just screamed punk or rebellious, he couldn't tell, from the purple shirt with a torn crew neck that displayed a white skull, her hair was cut short and in a pixie cut. Next was - another - blonde haired girl who seemed to radiate innocence with the smile she was giving. After that came Lori herself before the pictures stopped.

When he had finally gotten to the top of the stairs he looked both left and right seeing the multiple shut doors. For a house that held ten girls it certainly was quiet... Far too quiet.

"Typical." The sound of Lori's voice caused him to flinch and grasp his back tightly to his chest, the material wrinkling against his arms. The girl herself was just looking at the closed rooms while shaking her head in a disappointed manner, soon she turned to him and tried - and failed - to gain eye contact with the boy. "Alright I'm going to say this once, I'm going to show you who's room is who's and then yours and we're done ok? Good. "

She moved down the hall, adjusting the baby on her hips as she went. In the small moment Lincoln did look up the diaper clad baby was looking right at him curiously, trying to figure out who he was. The teen stood in front of the only door on the left side of the hallway, she placed her hand against the door a little bit forcefully. "This is mine and Leni's room, although mostly mine. I have one rule... Don't go in my room, ever. Understood?" He nodded quickly, much to her satisfaction .

She's then gestured to the door at the end of the hallway. "That's the bathroom, it's the only one in the house so we all have to share, if there's a line get in it, no-one gets special treatment for the bathroom, but when you're in there no more then ten minutes at a time understood? "

One bathroom!? For eleven - now thirteen - people? For such a large house with a large family he expected at least two just for convenience sake. It was almost enough to make him say something, his mouth opened but he quickly clamped It shut. She's made no note of his action and simply moved on.

"This is Luna and Luan's room." She pointed to the door opposite her own before striding down the hallway. She spoke up as she passed the next door. " This is Lynn and Lucy's room. " then continued on like it was nothing. The next door was the one she stopped at before turning to him, it was in the same side as the other two doors. " This is Lana and Lola's room. " She pointed with her free arm to the opposite side of the hallway. " and that is Lisa and Lily's room. "

As much as Lincoln would have liked to say he found this helpful, he really didn't, cause he didn't know which name fit which face. As quick as that Lori did a half turn before opening the door that had been behind her. " This is your room. "

When she moved out of the way he got a look into the room, it looked abnormally small. From what little of the room he could see it looked no more then three steps long, potential four if you measured right, was that really his room? Or was this some welcoming joke?

"Well?" Just now did he realise how Lori had been staring at him expectantly. He realised that this wasn't some silly joke.

Stepping past the teen he moved into his room, on his immediate right was a single bed that spanned the entire length of the room, the bed itself had one white pillow and a blue cover. The wall right in front of him was empty and blank save for the small circular window that rested just a bit above his head and to his left was a small counter that had one door on the left and two drawers on the right side, just a little above that was a poll that ran the length of the room from left to right and right above that was a single shelf.

At least he could be glad that the room was at least seven steps wide, giving him the space he needed to have the things he did have in the room without the door colliding with anything. It wasn't much but... It wasn't much.

"Hmm, better then I thought it would be, gotta give Leni and Lana some credit there." Again Lincoln flinched at the teens voice, having not noticed her walk into the room. "especially since it was a linen closet just two weeks ago. "

Oh, that explained it's size. He knew he couldn't argue about the arrangements but had expected something... Bigger, not like his old room but not this small.

"Anyway, we're done here. Don't bother me unless it's really important and neither my dad or... Your mom are around ok?"

Silence grew between the two of them and just as it was about to turn awkward Lori turned around the left the room muttering out "boys" as she went, closing the door behind her.

With nothing else to do, Lincoln simply sat himself on the... His bed. Here he was, a single boy now surrounded by a family of girls, to whom his mother was now engaged to their father. For all intense purposes, they were now his sisters and he was there brother. Putting his bag next to him Lincoln tried to lay back into his bed, but found the size was inadequate for doing so.

Eventually he just decided to lay down normally, in the silence of his room he asked himself, what now?

Dinner had progressed smoothly that evening, Lynn decided. He had tried to keep the atmosphere as calm as possible, each of the girls were very silent as they ate. Only talking if they were asked something, Lincoln himself had been silent the entire time, not once talking and always shying away when someone did look at him.

It was the quietest dinner he had had in years and it unnerved the patriarch of the family. Some of the girls had asked Rita a few questions and she had answered the best she could and in turn had asked a question of her own. Lynn didn't mind that she had spent the entire time sitting next to her son, occasionally running her fingers down his forearm to his wrist. He guessed it was a form of physical - and silent - comfort for the boy, one that didn't openly embarrass him or stop his mother from talking.

Soon after everyone had gone to bed, Lynn too had done so after washing the dishes ready for the next day. Cause he knew that it was going to be a bit busier around here now but he didn't mind and he was sure his neighbours wouldn't mind either.

A/N: Chapter two done, let me know if you see mistakes and I'll get around to fixing them as soon as I can.

I know there are a lot of unanswered questions at the moment but if I revealed everything immediately this story would be pretty boring. And yes, things will pick up soon, just trying to set the right atmosphere here.