A/N; Hello, my dear readers! 4 months later, here is Ch. 2! This is a bit of a one-shot that is merely starting things off. I'm hoping that I've captured the Sin Kids in character as well as some stuff I've meaning to be unique for my own. Any notes that y'all have, don't be afraid to share them. As always, Read, Review, and Enjoy!
It was the day after the party, with our day beginning at the Loud house. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and Lincoln was enjoying his morning cup of coffee. He took a light sip, finding some peace in the few, short seconds of silence that were in the Loud house. "Awww." Lincoln sighed, enjoying the rare moment like this. But he knew it had to end, for it was time to wake up his little rabbits as he calls his children. Thus he turns to his right where stood by Luna and Lemy. Luna dressed in her usual purple attire, microphone plugged in the wall, her face grinning. Lemy on the other hand, dressed in his pajamas and had a half-asleep energy yet kept his stance at the drum set. "Wake 'em up." Lincoln ordered the rockers of the Loud clan.
"Good Moining, everyone!" Luna excitingly announced with her brit accent, followed by the delivery of quite the high note. Lincoln could have sworn he had heard the breaking of glass somewhere. Then followed by Lemy clicking his sticks together before wailing on his set, providing the rhythm and loud beat behind Luna's singing. As soon as the noise simmered down, allowing him to hear his children and sisters stirring awake, Lincoln smirked.
First one up was Loan. She pounced out of her room in her room in a fighting stance, head topped off with a turquoise colored virtual reality helmet, hands covered with thick gloves of the same gloves. Hands were clenched as if she were holding weapons of sort. Lincoln tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention, her responding by flailing her fist in motions like she was in a swordfight, Lincoln having to dodge backward. He had a pretty good idea what was going on. "Fantasy Joust XI?" He questioned his eldest child.
She nodded her head in return, unclenching her hands and relaxed her form once she realized where she was. "Y-yes. Managed Level 43 last night." Her relaxed form then shifts to a shy hunch once she peers through the visor, noticing her father's raised eyebrow, light judgement provided.
"Up all night?" Lincoln questioned, "Get enough sleep to pass your classes and all?"
"I g-got about two hours of sleep." Loan stuttered, little bit of shame becoming evident. "Enough to get by through my lectures."
"Hope so." Spoke up the voice of Lori, walking up behind the two of them, already dressed in her business attire and sipping her mug of java. White dress shirt underneath the buttoned up black jacket, below a skirt of the same color. In place of the cellphone from her youth, a Bluetooth device lodged in her ear. "If you start slacking on your classes, we'll start slacking on giving you video games."
"NO!" Loan shrieked, swiftly ditching the VR equipment into her room, donning her usual outfit in even faster time. Lincoln whistled as he was impressed. "I'll be get going for school!
"Nice one, Lori." He compliment his eldest sister, her returning with a peck on his cheek before rushing out the door for work.
"Like, yawn." Walked in a tired Leni, still dressed in her night gown with her night mask on...still walking and bumping into the wall because of such. Lincoln gently halts her, lifting up her night mask. She provided as soon as she saw her face to be the first thing for her to see in the morning. "Oh, hey Lincoln."
"Morning, Leni. Liena getting ready for school?" Lincoln asked, moving onto the next one. Leni took a pause to think before replying, her index finger held up to her chin in thought. "She's probably up making her breakfast. Don't know what she'd be making into though."
"Thanks, Leni." Lincoln gave her a quick peck on the lip, making his mark for the kitchen. And let it behold, Leni was more than accurate. While most kids would simply take the cereal box and pour the contents into the bowl, Liena had her hand digging through the contents of the box, cherry-picking pieces of certain colors. Judging the 70% complete display before her, she was digging around for colors such as red, yellow and orange. Autumn colors, really. A beautiful display so far, in Lincoln's opinion, but expensive on the breakfast budget.
"Liena." Lincoln said, getting the young artist's attention. "Eat your cereal, don't make sunrises out of it."
"Yes sir. And hey, how'd you guess it?" Liena asked, curious seeing how the image was still incomplete.
"Art Major." He responded, "Only good that came out of community college. Now eat your breakfast and get ready for school." Liena grabbed a spoon and started to shovel what formerly retained of her edible artwork into her mouth.
Entering the room was the third eldest, holding the very youngest. Lyra was dressed in her purple Sunday best, holding Lulu who was in her chartreuse onesie. Lulu who was squirming restlessly in Lyra's arms, who in return frowned at such behavior occurring. The classical Loud turned to her father for assistance.
"Well, father. Hopeful for disturbing her nap with such a wake up call, you can babysit Lulu today." Lyra said, passing Lulu off onto Lincoln. Lyra sounded tired herself, usually being the one who takes it upon herself to respond to Lulu's nightly wailing and such. As soon as she nested in his arms, Lulu began to settle down.
"Down worry, Lyra. Today you can have some downtime. Any plans after school?" Lincoln asked, smiling upon Lyra. He may never say it, but he did enjoy the fact that Lyra tended to behave herself every now and then.
"Violin Practice." Lyra smiled gently, glad to free herself up at the moment. That is until she could hear Lemy's voice enter from across the room. "Boo!' Intruded the voice of her brother. "Quiet, you brat!" She rebuked.
"Easy, you two." Lincoln intervened in the siblings bickering, as well as musical genre contrast. "Lyra, have fun. Be home right after practice." Lyra smiled at her father, rushing off to prepare for school. Luna patted her on the back as she passed by, wishing good luck on her violin practice.
"Do you think she's trying to ditch again?" Appeared Lucy out of nowhere, startling both her elder siblings. Lucy's appearance had both changed over the years yet ceased at the same time. Her long, ebony bangs remained to cover her eyes. She still wore the same, imageless black clothing. Only primary difference was they were now made for a taller and more adult figure, hugging every curve of it. Ironically despite her younger age, Lucy is officially the biggest bra in the household, Double D's for that matter, much to the jealousy of her sisters and awe of her nieces and nephew.
"Yep." Lincoln stated nonchalantly. "And seeing how much she takes after you, there's only but up." He pointed upward at the air vents above them. Luna and Lucy both knew to connect the knots. Especially Luna with the instrument in her hands, strumming one string powerful enough to shake the foundation of the complex. Shaken enough that a certain white haired girl fell out of the vent, falling right before the trio of parental figures.
"Ugh." Groaned the white haired daughter. Lightly dangling from her lips was an unlit cigarette. She was dressed in black pajamas with white skulls and crossbones all over them. And staining her was the eternal scowl of disinterest. "Making me wake up and indulge the rest of life? It causes me nothing but anguish."
"Good morning to you too, Lupa." Lincoln responded with an ironically cheery deposition in contrast. Lupa deepen her glares at him, but he carried on with the rocking his youngest back to sleep. "The state says you have to attend school and such, not that you have to enjoy it."
"But acknowledging my existence pains me, Dad." Lupa groaned, which fell on deaf ears to those surrounding her.
"Think of it like this: You go to school and learn, you can also teach the other kids the pains of existence." Lucy said in her usual monotone towards her daughter.
"Fine. Deal." Lupa said, taking one last huff of her cigarette for the rest of the morning. She then proceeded to change into her usual attire of an onyx sweatshirt and skirt with yellow stripes running down the sides. For some reason Lupa never did seem to mind changing in front her father nor others for that matter.
"Gee, thanks, Luce." Lincoln said, turning to where Lucy was standing. Only to be met with her absence. He couldn't help but shudder. Over thirty years of experiencing such that is Lucy, and he still can't get used to it.
Following the exit of Lupa, came in the entrance of three more; Leia, Lizzy, and Lacy. "First shower!" Announced the athlete of the newfound generation to the Loud house. She rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut and locking it behind her. Leia and Lizzy took advantage, frowning in irritation. The two dressed in pajamas of their respective colors (Pink and grey), each holding their clothes folded. "No fair, you had it yesterday!" Lizzy complained before rushing off.
"Something's never change." Lana mused, watching the event unfold from the kitchen as she and her sisters were enjoying their morning beverages. Lola nodded in agreement as she sipped her coffee, trying not to spill any on her pink dress. Almost exact from childhood really. In contrast to Lana, who had grown to wear her garb as a veterinarian.
"I'm just glad she's finally taking a shower." Joked Lynn at the table, drinking her sports' drink. "She's been making good on her practice, but she ends up smelling like a mule!"
"Oh, sweet irony." Lincoln joined the conversation. A conversation that for a quick minute had its attention diverted away from Leia and Lacy's presence at the bathroom...
(Back at the bathroom...)
Leia would usually let Lacy have the bathroom. Lord knows she needs to avoid smelling like a mule everyday. But this would be the second day in a row that Leia had been kept from pampering her beautiful self before heading off to her private school. This was something that Leia couldn't let be made into a habit. That's when Leia got an awful idea in her mind, with a frightening grin forming on her face to match it.
"Lacy, let me in the bathroom!" Leia spoke through the door, "I need to freshen up before school!"
"Fat chance, runt!" Lacy said, her voice nearly drowned out by the sound of running water.
"Lacy..."Leia said, "You will let me in, or else I will make you...out."
After those words, the sounds of the water running went silent. Leia backed up, the door opening up. She was met with Lacy wrapped in a towel and hair dripping wet. She had dulled expression on her face, starring at the younger Loud before her. "Bitch move." Lacy grunted in irritation.
"I gave you a warning." Leia remarked with a smirked, irking her big sister much more. Though Lacy decided to respond by leaving, allowing Leia to waltz into the bathroom like that pampered snob that she was.
"This ain't over, Leia." Lacy grunted in frustration.
"Indeed." Leia said through the door, "You used most of the hot water!"
(Outside the bathroom predicament...)
"Hey Dad, you feel stiff this morning?" Asked Liby, the comedian in training for this house, as she walked into the kitchen. She was dressed in her usual; White, buttoned up shirt with an orange polka dot tie, plaid skirt...all of which hindered by her massive headset that was her braces.
"You spent all morning thinking that one up, weren't you?" Lincoln asked, eyebrow raised, deadpan tone. She knew that she could never fool her dad, no matter the gimmick. She chuckled, her hand rubbing behind her head nervously.
"Hehe, I may have slipped some Viagra in your coffee, for assurance." She chuckled lightly, her cheeks blushing a light red. Lupa smirked mischievously in acknowledgement of her sister/cousin's prank.
"Ugh! You are worst than your mother!" Lincoln groaned, gesturing his reluctant bulge of a package, "You do realize how your mom and aunts are gonna react when they get here, right?"
"Who do you think paid me five dollars to do so?" Liby smirked, wiping out a crisped five dollar bill. Lincoln snagged at it quickly, Liby frowning just as soon as it happened.
"This is going to the cold water bill. Which you made me raise, young lady!" Lincoln scowled, before moving on with the rest of his morning routine. Lupa and Liby merely smirked at each other for the mischievous scenario that had taken place.
"7:20." Lincoln announced, entering the next room. "Time for everyone to huddle on into Mecha-Vanzilla!"
And by that announcement, everyone (sans Lulu)was marching out the doorway and dressed in their school worthy best of outfits. As for Mecha-Vanzilla, thankfully it wasn't like its predecessor and didn't have a sweet spot of a seat. This new vehicle of the house was one made and perfected by the capable hands of Lisa and Lana. Now loaded and ready to go, outclassing any school bus on the road.
"Come on, Dad!" The horn being honked by Lizzy, wanting to get the move on.
"I'm coming!" Lincoln said, about to rush forward before the hands of all his sisters-slash-lovers grabbed ahold of him to pull him. They pounced upon him, smothering with their kisses and blossomed figures before letting him go, covered in lipstick stains.
"You will be when you get him!" Quipped Luan, followed by the insistence of the others. "Get back before that medicine wears off!" Lola shouted out in suit.
"If I'm revved up as the kids revving Mecha-Vanzilla right now, I might!" Lincoln said, saying and doing what he could to get out the door for the children's sake. The ladies of the house allowed it...for now.
"I'll be back!" Lincoln said, hopping in the driver seat of the family van.
"You better!" The Loud Ladies shouted out the door in unison, although the father and children of the house were already on their way, meaning they probably weren't heard. Despite such, they couldn't resist smiling dreamily.
"We love that man." They each said all at once.