I haven't written anything for over a month now, been busy with life, moved out and scrolling through Twitter to see who got canceled but now I'm back. Don't expect anything from this story as it was just some warm-up. I'm currently writing another chapter for LATD along with another new story.


Lincoln Loud does not trust what's under the kitchen sink.

He always has the strange feeling of checking under the kitchen sink cabinet every day to find something. He didn't know why but he just felt like it and yet it bugged him. Something about that cabinet just didn't felt right. Like it was about to tell him its secret before getting cut off by someone passing by and it just completely forgot about it and moved on. I know it didn't make sense but you get the point.

It all started when he was hiding from his sisters who were busy going apeshit on each other after his two eldest sisters fought over a dress. As he was there, he felt something was lurking inside the cabinet he looked around to find no one in sight. He shrugged it off and left the cabinet.

But as the days go by he started to have this aching feeling that something was in there. None of his family ever noticed it and told him it was just his imagination.

And for a brief moment, he believed it was just his mind playing tricks on him.

Until now.

He stood in the middle of the kitchen. Eyes squinting directly at the cabinet door. Darkness loomed over him with only the soft gaze of the moon from the window as a source of light. His family had already gone to sleep, though all of them are very quiet than usual. He hasn't a single snore from any of his sisters. Guess he's gone partially deaf from all the screaming happening every day in this house or because he was playing Smash Bros. Ultimate for 3 hours straight. Lincoln got out of his room to get a drink and even some Doritos.

He thought for sure it was either be the pets. Cliff always liked hiding under the kitchen sink as a hideout from his loud owners. But Cliff was standing right behind him. The dark feline crawled closer to the white-haired boy. The latter turned to the cat before turning back to the cabinet.

He opened the doors and shined his flashlight. He looked around nothing unusual. His fear grows when he heard creaking under him. He shined his flashlight at it expecting some beast to come and kill him but instead was something weird.

"Hey, there's a serious leak under the kitchen sink,"

Funny enough there was a large leek sitting near the right corner of the cabinet along with a few cleaning utensils and tools sitting together. What strike Lincoln the most was that the leek had a drawn expression, giving a serious face.

"Well that was a funny one wasn't it Cliff?" Lincoln said to the cat who walked into the living room. "Yeah, I should go back to bed as well,"

Just as he was about the leave. He heard a small creak. He turned his neck to find it was coming from the cabinet. He heard another creak this time it was louder. He went to open it and suddenly a giant celery-like hand burst from the kitchen sink and grab a hold of Lincoln.

The white-haired boy tried to scream and but another celery hand emerged and covered his mouth. Pretty soon more celery hands emerge and covered Lincoln's entire body like a mummy and drag him into the sink like being dragged into hell.

The last thing Lincoln saw before his demise was the face of a serious leak.

Cliff went back into the kitchen to find no one in sight. Lincoln wasn't in sight. He could have sworn he heard screaming just a second ago. He then looked at the kitchen sink cabinet and dread filled the feline cat's body. He walked right near it opened it and found the leak from before. Still having that serious expression. He slowly walked backward and wondered where his white-haired owner is.

He's about to.

The leak grows hands and grabbed the cat. Cliff screams