Party of None

by ParanoiacPoet

Tired of being outvoted on how he and his sisters spend their weekends, Lincoln decides to do what he wants and show them what its like to be left out for a change

9. Chapter 9

Ronnie Anne and Lincoln sat in the center of a crowd of kids, all watching the duo play Muscle Fish on one of the extra television sets in the living room. They cheered and shouted at the kids as they played, Ronnie Anne dominating her opponent. She unleashed a devastating combo that ended the match with her victory and the roar got even louder, everyone cheering her name.

"Ha!" she said, pointing at Lincoln victoriously. "I still own you!"

Ronnie Anne began victory dancing in a circle around Lincoln as he crossed his arms in frustration. He didn't mind losing to Ronnie Anne, but he did mind the gloating sometimes.

"Fine," Lincoln said with a huff as he dropped his controller on the ground. "You beat me. You've got fast fingers, but let's see how fast your feet are."

Lincoln stepped over to the dance pads over by the middle screen. Ronnie Anne rolled her eyes, not interested in what he was proposing. She grabbed his controller from the floor and held it out to him.

"Come on, Lame-O." she said. "Let's keep playing Muscle Fish. Dance Battle is a dumb game."

"Yeah." Lincoln said. "It's dumb game. But only because you can't beat me at it, because you don't have any rhythm."

"OOOOOHHH!" said the surrounding crowd.

Ronnie Anne bristled. "I've got more rhythm in my ponytail than you have in your whole body!"

"Prove it then." Lincoln said, motioning to the other pad.

Ronnie Anne snorted. "I don't have to prove anything to you." she said. "I'm just as good as..."

"Uh...coward!" Lincoln interrupted.

Ronnie Anne's words caught in her throat. "Gutless." he said "Chicken."

She frowned at Lincoln who gave her a smug grin. "Cowardly, gutless chicken!"

Lincoln flapped his arms and clucked at Ronnie Anne, who's face began to turn pink. A few of the surrounding kids laughed at the clear embarassment on her face. Rusty looked from Ronnie Anne, to Lincoln, then back to Ronnie Anne.

"You're really just gonna take that from him?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Ronnie Anne shoved Rusty out of the way, ignroing his complaining when he hit the floor. She stepped around him and took her place on the second dance pad. She turned to look at Lincoln, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Lets see you put your sneakers where your mouth is, Lame-O."

"No thanks. I'd rather use my sneakers to kick your butt at this game." Lincoln countered. "Best out of three wins. You can pick the songs."

Ronnie frowned at the boy and started to scroll through her options for music. After finding something she liked, and that she was confident she could challenge Lincoln with, she started their first round. And while the party guests around them watched, another pair of eyes was also watching via the camera set up in the living room.

"Target sighted." Lisa said, speaking into her phone to her sisters. She was seated inside of Vanzilla to monitor the party while the others put their plan into action. In addition, she was also tasked with keeping an eye on Lori. The eldest Loud sister was still sitting nearly motionless in the driver's seat, her gaze remaining locked on the empty space directly in front of her. Lisa took a moment to check on the older girl and then returned her attention to the screen of her phone. With a gentle tap the screen showed a new image, this time of the back yard.

"Locating potential threat in the back yard...confirmed." Lisa said. "I repeat, Hank is watching over the back yard presently. Proceed with caution Team B."

"This is Team B." Luan's voice came over the phone. "Read you Loud and clear Lis."

"Please refrain from puns while you're in the field."

"But, like, we aren't in a field. We're hiding in Mr. Grouse's backyard." Leni said.

Lisa pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. "Just be ready to move on my signal. Once we have achieved our objective with Team A, I will let you know. Team A, are you ready to advance?"

"This is Team A." Came Lola's voice. "Ready whenever you are darling!"

"Very well then, proceed with Operation: Deceive the Dunderheads."

Lisa switched the view on her screen again, getting an overhead view of the front porch from above the doorway. She could just make out the top of Hawk's head from where he stood guard. After about half a minute two figures came into view, one slightly taller than the other. The slightly taller one was Lola, who was sitting on Lynn's shoulders. The two were disguised with a modest, but fashionable pink dress. If one looked closely, they would be able to see Lynn's cleats poking out beneath the hem. Beside her was Luna, who was dressed in a formal coat and pants with a bow tie. On the rocker's face was a false moustache and an expression that read 'I really wish I wasn't doing this.'

The pair approached the front door, Lola and Lynn wobbling as they got up the steps. Luna placed her hand on Lola's back to keep her from falling over and the two stepped up to Hawk. The boy looked at the two with suspicion, but said nothing about it. Instead he glanced down at the tablet in his hands.

"Name?" he asked.

"I am Chloe L'égoïste. Famous French supermodel." Lola said, using a poor French accent. "And this is my manservant, Butch. Say bonjour, Butch."

"Bonjour." Luna said, not even trying to disguise her voice.

"We are here for Monsieur Lincoln's party." Lola said. "I do hope is acceptable that we are fashionably late."

Hawk looked up at them again and shook his head. "Neither of ya are on the list. Can't let you in."

Lola let out a halfhearted titter. "There must be some mistake. I am a VIP. And Butch is my plus one."

"The boss isn't doing 'plus ones'." Hawk said. "You only get in if you're on the list. And the both of you aren't on the list."

"Well I am not going anywhere!" Lola stated defiantly, turning her nose up at Hawk. "I was invited by Lincoln himself just earlier this week and cleared my busy schedule to be here! So either allow me in or you can explain to him why I am not at his party!"

"Pfft, yeah okay. I'll be sure to do that. Now move it already, there might be other people coming and you're in the way."

Lola gasped and glared at Hawk. "How DARE you! Do you even know who I am? I am beloved by all of Paris! The most famous and beautiful of all supermodels in Europe! I was crowned Miss Pretty Paris when I was just a little girl and have been a huge success ever since! I will not stand for this insult!"

The feisty little blonde continued her diatribe, keeping the attention of Hawk. Back inside of Vanzilla, Lisa smiled and paid close attention to the front door. If her hypothesis was correct, and it more often than not was, then any moment now Hank would be joining Hawk on the front porch to deal with the commotion. And the moment she saw the other burly bouncer, she'd have Team B infiltrate the house and apprehend their brother.

"Attention Team B. Prepare for infiltration." Lisa instructed the other sisters. "Lola is currently in the process of causing a disturbance. Lincoln is still in the living room, blissfully unaware of anything."

Lisa watched her screen and Hawk pulled out his phone, using the other hand to cover his ear while Lola went on and on. Soon enough the front door opened and Lisa got ready to give Team B permission to go on the move. But she quickly saw something wasn't right as it wasn't Hank who came out onto the porch, but Lincoln.

"Oh no, an unexpected variable!" Lisa muttered. "This is mission control to Team B, do NOT proceed. Remain in hiding, I repeat, remain in hiding!"

"What's going on?" Luan asked.

"Our brother has stepped out front and from what I can see, he isn't falling for the disguises!" Lisa answered. "We have to abort the mission!"

The sisters who were gathered in Mr. Grouse's backyard began a stealthy retreat to Vanzilla. Meanwhile, on the front porch, Lincoln was still looking at his disguised sisters. He seemed more interested in Lola's disguise than Luna's. To be specific, he was making a guess as to who was giving Lola a boost.

"Let's see, it's gotta be Lynn." he said, rubbing his chin. "She's the only one who could carry Lola on her shoulders for this long. Lola has been getting a bit pudgy lately."

Lola and Luna gasped. Luna looked from her brother, to Lola, then back. The look on her face was one of complete shock.

"Dude! Are you nuts?!" Luna said. "You know how she feels about people talking about her weight!"

"I know." Lincoln said. "I just don't care."

"Oh, you're gonna care when I'm done with you!" Lola hissed, leaping out of her disguise and towards her brother.

Hawk reached out and grabbed ahold of the back of Lola's gown while she was midair. She kicked, hissed and clawed at her brother like a cat that had been dropped in a tub of hot water. But no matter how hard she struggled and thrashed around in Hank's grip she could not free herself. Lincoln stepped closer and nudged Hawk lightly with his elbow.

"Can you use that water gun with one hand?" he asked.

"Sure, no problem." Hank answered.

"Then keep a tight hold on Lola with one hand and shoot with the other." Lincoln said.

Lynn pulled off the lower half of the disguise she shared with Lola, tossing it onto the lawn. She saw Hank as reached for his water gun and leered at him.

"What're you using the water gun for?" Lynn asked hotly as she cracked her knuckles. "Can't you fight without it?"

Hank smirked. "I think I already proved how well I can deal with you, pipsqueak."

Lynn's face went redder than a tomato. "Pipsqueak?" she repeated through clenched teeth. "PIPSQUEAK!?"

Lynn charged at Hank, only to get blasted in the face with cola. She shouted in anger as the sweet liquid stung her eyes, cursing at Hawk as he lifted her by the collar of her shirt. He then delivered a hard kick to her rear end that sent her rolling onto the lawn. Rubbing her offended eyes with one hand, and clutching her bruised backside with the other, Lynn limped away. Stopping only for a moment to turn to her brother and shout...

"This isn't over!"

Lincoln smiled and waved as Lynn made her way back to the van. Then he turned back to face Luna, holding up one hand to let Hawk know to hold his fire. Luna stripped off her fake mustache and coat slowly, setting them down and cautiously facing her little brother.

"C'mon bro." Luna said. "Let us come in. You can't Party like a Rockstar without me at least."

"Sorry Luna." Lincoln said. "But this party is invite only. So only people on the list can get in."

"Well can't you just put us on the list?" Lola asked from her place in Hank's grip. "That wouldn't be so hard!"

Lincoln shook his head. "You guys know there's only so much room inside our house" he said. "So I can only have so many people over. There's just not enough room on the list for all ten of you...sort of how like there wasn't room for me at your last meeting."

Luna's face fell "Okay already, we get it!" she said "We get it! Keeping you out of the meeting was one of our Bad Decisions. But come on bro, inviting Sam...that really hurt."

"Everybody hurts." Lincoln said with a shrug. "Now could you do me a favor and come back when the party is over?"

Luna frowned, her face taking on an almost pleading look. "Lincoln..." she said. "If...if you could just..."

Lincoln nudged Hawk, who picked up his water gun and aimed it at Luna. "You can either leave dry or you can leave soaked!" he said. "Take your pick!"

Luna dropped her head, turned around and sadly walked away. Lincoln looked up at Lola who was glaring daggers at him from her spot in Hawk's grip.

"And now you." he said with a grin.

"You want me to get rid of her, boss?" Hawk asked.

"Not quite yet." Lincoln said. "I want to show her something first."

Lincoln stepped down to the front yard, Hawk in step behind him. They went around the back, Lola's eyes going to the ball pit as a joyous cry caught her attention. She watched with envy as Lisa's friend Darcy giggled at the bottom of the slide. But the blonde soon found something else to draw her attention as the other festivities in the back yard entered her view. Lincoln had set up a bunch of different games out back for everyone. Lola saw people playing horseshoes, tetherball, foursquare, lawn darts...

"Wait a minute..." Lola said. "What is that on the lawn?"

"You'll see." Lincoln said. "Let's just bring you in a little closer."

Hawk moved over to the group playing lawn darts. Lincoln had set up a series of different little squares on the lawn with some wood stakes and string. In the middle of each of the squares was a picture. A picture of Lola.

"Are you kidding me?!" The princess spat. "You're having people use my face as a target?!"

"Actually, that was Lindsay's idea." Lincoln said.

Lola grinded her teeth and watched as said girl stepped up for her turn. Lindsay gave her rival a passing glance before launching the lawn dart she had been carrying straight upwards. The dart went into a short arc and then came rocketing down where it landed on Lola's picture, right between the eyes.

"Hmm, bullseye." The red head chuckled.

"Nice shot!" Lincoln said, applauding the success.

Lola glared at the two, her face red with anger. Lincoln waited for a moment to see if she would say anything, but the fiesty pageant girl just trembled under from the rage that was burning inside of her. For a moment, Lincoln expected her to start foaming at the mouth. He figured it was about time to send her on her way. With a nod to Hawk, the bully carried Lola out front and gave her a kick in the tushie that sent her rolling across the lawn much like he had done to Lynn not so long ago.

"And stay out!"

Lola got onto her feet, a soft growl escaping her. She was fed up. The insults, the injury, the grass stains on her dress! Someone was going to pay for this, and she planned to start with that burly ape.

A feral scream sounded from Lola as she turned and charged towards Hawk. She lunged at him, much like she had attempted to do with Lincoln earlier. And just like her earlier attempt, this one ended in failure as well. Only this time instead of being grabbed, she was soaked with cola. As she landed on the ground, Hawk kept his water gun on her, continuing to douse her with the soda. She managed to get up again and started to run away, but not without giving the boys one last fiery glare.

"You are so going to pay for this! And for my dry cleaning too!"

Lola got back to the van, joining Lynn who wasn't allowed inside of the vehicle. She sat on the curb and pouted while the rest of the sisters were working on their next idea.

"Maybe one of us could try again, this time dressed as a pizza guy?" Lana suggested, putting on the fake moustache Luna had been wearing. "I'll go this time!"

"I don't think that using the same trick twice in a row will work." Luan said. "And Lincoln is onto us now so we really have to be careful!"

"Forget Stinkcoln!" Lynn said. "What we need to do is get rid of those jerks he hired! If they're gone, then nothing is getting in our way!"

"Lynn has a valid point." Lisa said. "If we find a way to remove those cromagnon creeps, we are guaranteed entry the house and the party within. But what is the best way to deal with those two?"

"Like, maybe they'll let us in if we ask them nicely?" Leni offered.

"Leni, that isn't gonna work." Luan said. "Lori already tried asking Lincoln, remember?"

"Yeah, she asked Lincoln. I'm saying we should try asking Henry and Hubert."

"Hank and Hawk." Lisa corrected her. "And do you really think those two would just permit us entry to the household when Lincoln is paying them to keep us out?"

"Maybe." Leni said with a shrug. "We won't know if we don't try."

Lisa rubbed her chin as she thought it over "Boys are relatively simple by nature." She said "Maybe with a little...sweet talk, they might let us back inside. It couldn't possibly go any worse than our previous attempt. However, the only one who can accomplish this little endeavor would be you, Leni."

"What?" Luan asked. "Why her?"

"Yeah, like, why me?" Leni asked.

"Simple." Lisa said "Lily, Lola, Lana, Lucy and myself are far too young to use feminine wiles on two people so much older than ourselves. Luan's penchant for puns and wordplay would undoubtedly annoy them. Lynn already holds a grudge and would not be willing to do this. Lori is presently in a relationship with Bobby, and Luna has been progressing with Sam quite well as of late. So it would be safe to presume that attempts from either of them to charm those two would be half-hearted at best."

"Yeah, and besides..." Luna added in. "You're so nice it's kinda hard for people not to get along with you. If any of us have a chance it's gonna be you, sis!"

"Aw, thanks you guys!" Leni said, blushing a bit from the praise. "I'll totes give it my best shot! I'm going to go and do that right now!"

The blonde left in a hurry, determined to do what she could to help out her sisters. As she approached the front porch, she was busily thinking up what to say to the boy guarding the door. Hawk had seen her coming and had his water gun refilled and prepped before she even got to the yard. He waited for her to get near the first step on the porch and then raised the water weapon, aiming for her face.

"Not another step." he warned. "I've already taken care of three of your sisters, so don't think I'm fooling around!"

Leni backed up a tiny bit, raising her hands. "Okay, I'll just stand over here. Please don't shoot. I don't want to get soda in my hair, or clothes, or anyplace else."

"Then just turn around and go back they way you came." Hawk said. "You know that your brother doesn't want you at the party!"

"But does that mean I have to leave?" Leni asked. "Like, the party isn't in the front yard, is it?"

"Uhh, well, no..." Hawk said.

"So, I can just hang out here?" Leni said. "Cuz, I wouldn't mind chatting with you for a bit. If that's okay."

"If you want someone to talk to, then go see your sisters."

"Yeah, but I talk to them, like, all the time!" Leni said. "I've never talked with you. And I like meeting new people! Although, I guess we kinda already met. But let's do it the right way this time. Hi! I'm Leni!"

"Hawk." the boy replied,

"So, what's my brother paying you to do this?" Leni asked.

"Chocolate." Hawk answered. "A big box of it."

"OOOH! I LOVE chocolate! What kind is your favorite?"

"Uh, I like milk chocolate with peanuts or almonds in it." Hawk said, slowly beginning to lower his weapon. "I also like chocolate fudge with lots of walnuts and marshmallows mixed in."

Leni gasped. "My Dad totes makes that for us!"

"No way!" Hawk said, eyes widening a bit as he fully let down his guard. "Lucky!"

Meanwhile, back inside of Vanzilla, the other sisters waited patiently for Leni. A few of them watched from the windows, but could not tell what was going on. Leni was clearly talking with Hawk, but whether or not she was making progress was beyond them. Lisa's phone had lost the feed to the cameras and she was trying to reconnect, with no success so far.

"I can't tell what's going on! Lana said, squinting her eyes. "But it looks like he isn't pointing his water gun at her, so that's good."

"I hope this works. I'm getting sick of sitting in the darn van!" Luan said, leaning back with her hands rested in her lap. "I just want to lay down in my bed!"

"I know what you mean, my coffin is waiting for me. How I miss the darkness and seclusion."

"And I wish to return to my work." Lisa muttered. "I have specimens that require attention."

The sisters began to sit silently for a while after that. The only sound inside of the vehicle was that of their breathing. At some point, Lori let out a heavy sigh and turned to look back over her seat.

"Who's sitting behind me?" she asked, breaking the silence.

"Yo." Luna said, waving at her sister from behind the seat.

"I'm reclining the driver's seat, so scoot."

Luna did as told and Lori laid back, letting out another sigh. She started to stare again, seemingly deep in thought. The other sisters took notice of this, but none were sure if they should dare to say anything. She didn't seem angry anymore, but they didn't want to take chances.

"Sooo..." Luna said, rubbing the back of her neck. "You feelin' better?"

"No, not really." Lori answered. "I've been thinking, and I mean a lot. I'm starting to think that even if we get into that party, it won't really matter. Sure, we'll have fun and we can rub it in our brother's face. But that isn't going to solve the problem."

"It won't?" Luan asked.

Lori shook her head. "Lincoln still isn't going to be happy with us. He will still think he was right to do what he did and he might resent us for crashing his party. I'm worried he might try something else to get back at us. We need to make sure we get our message across to him. So if we do get in then we need to..."

The sound of the door opening cut Lori off and drew the attention of all the girls. Leni popped back into the front seat and turned to face them, smiling and waving.

"Hi, I'm back!"

"So, what happened?" Lori asked, forgetting about what she had been saying. "Are they letting us inside?"

"Oops!" Leni said. "I forgot! Hang on, be right back!"

Leni left again, leaving her sisters to sigh collectively.

"I'm going to confide something in all of you." Lisa said. "I'd sincerely find Leni infuriating at times were it not for the fact that she's so endearing."

"Try sharing a room with her sometime." Lori said, cracking a smirk.

"I'm going to offer a polite pass on that, thank you." Lisa said, adjusting her glasses.

In the next moment Leni returned. She smiled widely and was practically bouncing in her seat.

"He said it's okay for us to go in!" She exclaimed.

"Really?!" The other girls said all at once.

Leni nodded. "Uh-huh! We just gotta wait a couple hours until the party is over..." she trailed off, her eyes widening in realization. "Oh. Dang it!"

The other nine Loud sisters groaned in frustration. Leni let her head hang a little in shame and she twiddled her thumbs.

"Sorry guys." she said.

"Maybe we should just give up." Lucy said. "This is hopeless."

"C"mon Lucy." Lana said. "Just imagine how fun it'll be when we get inside."

"For a few seconds before he has those two gorillas throw us out again." Lucy went on. "I repeat, this is hopeless."

"There's got to be another way inside the house." Lola said. "Lisa. What about your bunker, don't you have some kind of secret doorway from the house to there?"

"I'm afraid not, elder sister." Lisa said "I believed that creating a hidden entrance to my bunker would be unnecessary. So I neglected to include one when it was constructed."

Lola folded her arms and grunted in irritation. Lisa let out a sigh of relief and then her eyes darted from side to side, making sure none of her other siblings had witnessed the action. Fortunately they seemed oblivious.

"I don't enjoy lying to my siblings about the secret entrance to my bunker." she thought, her nervous expression still in place. "But I can't risk Luan finding out about its existence."

To attempt to mask her concern, Lisa returned her attention to her phone. The moment her eyes looked to the device she was met with a pleasant surprise.

"Ah, it seems that I've regained a connection with the surveillance cameras. Let's see what our brother is currently doing."

The Loud Sisters crowded around Lisa,each trying to get a view of the small screen. The screen showed an image of their living room, which seemed to be oddly lacking in people.

"Hey." Luan said. "What gives? Where is everybody?"

"Just a moment." Lisa said as she directed one of the cameras around the room, catching the image of a crowd of people all crowded in the opening of the next room. "They all seem to have relocated in the dining room."

"Well, switch cameras then!" Lola said.

With a few movements of her fingers, Lisa changed the camera feed from one room to another. The karaoke stage in the dining room had been set off to the side, and their kitchen table was back where it belonged in the center of the room. Several people were sitting down in chairs as Lincoln walked around, pouring milk into glasses and giving them to the people. One he had handed of the last glass, he reached into his pocket and set a slightly oversized die on the table. He looked around and smiled at the people who had taken on this challenge, before setting a large jar of jalapeños on the table as well.

"Welcome, one and all!" He said. "To Lincoln's Loud Super Hot and Spicy Pepper eating contest!"

The surrounding people cheered as the sisters took a closer look at the screen. The fifth born child, taking a very strong interest in what her brother had said.

"Did he just say pepper eating contest!?" Lynn asked, a noticeable tone of of dismay in her voice.

"The rules are simple." Lincoln said. "You roll the die, and you have to eat a number of peppers equal to the number you rolled. Take a drink from your glass of milk if you want, it'll cool off your mouth. But if you do, you're disqualified."

"Perdon." Frida said. "But what happens if we finish the jar?"

Lincoln smiled wickedly before reaching down and pulling up another jar. "Then Round one is over." he said. "And in Round 2 we move on to a jar of even hotter peppers."

Lincoln reached down and lifted a tray, on which were jars of peppers. "And so on until we have a winner."

The surrounding people cheered as they gathered in close to watch the contest. Carl, who was standing with his siblings and cousins, frowned at his mother.

"I don't see why you had to enter to contest for me." he said, struggling not to pout. "I'm not like Bobby. I can handle spicy food!"

"I don't think so sweetie." Frida said. "You know how sensitive your stomach is. You already ruined your pants. Let's try and keep you from ruining your underwear."

Carl growled in embarrassment, pulling his hood over his head. Carlota gave an amused laugh at her brothers expression as a few others laughed at the embarrassing comment. Back in Vanzilla, Lynn stewed in anger, her face turning as red as if she had eaten one of those peppers herself.

"That's..." Lynn began, tongue tied by her anger. "This is...That's...WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS?! HE CAN'T HOLD A CONTEST THAT I COULD WIN AND NOT LET ME COMPETE!" she shrieked and then kicked the back of the seat in anger.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Lori said. "If you're going to throw a tantrum, take it outside"

Lynn snorted like a bull. "Sorry" she said as she tried to calm down. "It's just...it really gets under my skin. I could totally win at that. But...I can't let it get to me. If I let it get to me then Lincoln wins, and there's no way I'm gonna let Lincoln win anything I'm involved in. No way is he gonna..."

"And the winner of the contest." Lincoln went on. "Receives this!" He lifted a small trophy shaped like a jalapeño pepper on a small stand. "The first Lincoln's Loud Super Hot and Spicy Pepper eating contest trophy!"

All the Loud Sisters froze. Their eyes slowly drifted over to see Lynn. All the color had drained from her face, and her jaw was practically on the ground.

"A trophy?" she repeated. "The winner gets a trophy?!"

All the color that had drained from Lynn's face quickly returned with a vengeance. Her teeth were grinding, and steam was practically gushing from her ears.

"THAT DOES IT!" she screamed.

Lynn crawled over her siblings, kicked off the door to Vanzilla and sprinted back over to their house. She ran up the stairs and pounded on the door angrily.

"LINCOLN!" she shouted. "LET ME IN! YOU ARE NOT LEAVING ME OUT OF A CONTEST THAT I COULD KICK BUTT IN. YOU CAN'T KEEP ME OUT! LINCOLN!"

"Does anybody else have a suggestion?" Lisa queried, turning away from the display Lynn was making.

"Well you're the smart one here, Lisa!" Lola said. "Think of something!"

"Hmmmm. Perhaps we can go about this in a different way." Lisa suggested. "We faced these two hooligans last Halloween and sent them running away in terror. We should be able to do it again."

"Last Halloween we covered them in fake blood." Lucy said "All my fake blood is in the house. We'd need to get the ingredients to make more. And even if we did get the ingredients, making the blood would take too long."

Lisa pushed her glasses up her nose as she thought about it. "Maybe Lana could tunnel her way inside."

"I'd have be somewhere near the house to actually get in that way. Otherwise it would take too long." Lana said. "And those two goons would catch me if I start digging near the house!"

"Here's an idea." Lola said. "How about we cut the power to the house? No power means no party!"

"True." Lisa said. "But the circuit breaker is in the basement, currently out of our reach. And should we try and cut the power a different way, we would have to explain to our parents why the power is out. And then we would certainly face punishment."

Lori let out an exasperated sigh from the front seat. "This is getting us nowhere. We literally need to just find a way to lure Lincoln outside. If we can do that then maybe we can try to get the drop on him. And then we can get him to cooperate with us."

"Yeah and get sprayed with soda again?" Luna asked, gesturing to Lynn who was now being doused a second time by Hank and Hawk. "No thanks. Once was more than enough."

"Hey, what was that last part again, Lori?" Lana asked, scrambling closer to the front seat.

"The part about making Lincoln cooperate with us?"

"No, before that!" Lana said.

"We need to lure him outside and get the drop on him?"

"Yeah, that! I think you just gave me an idea!" The dirty twin said, grinning from ear to ear. "But first we need to get a couple things out of the garage."

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