Hi everyone, sorry I do not post this too frequently. I'm currently collabing with someone on a different story so I have a lot on my hands right now. Also some issues with personal life.
"Honey, can you call for dinner? I always call for dinner", said Lynn Sr.
"I would but you and I both know that the kids never listen when I call for it", exclaimed Rita.
"True you have a point… but it's all the time", said Lynn Sr.
"Well there is nothing else we can do", stated Rita. "If only the kids listened to me when I called dinner"
"Maybe they just lost trust in you after you tried to make that one dinner but you burnt it and we had to call the fire department… the kids were terrified for weeks!", shouted Lynn Sr.
"Please don't bring up that incident again, I'm gonna go get lily and you'll just call for dinner", said Rita.
"Ok…"
"HEY KIDS IT'S DINNER TIME, WE ARE HAVING SPAGHETTI!!"
All of a sudden it sounded like a thunderstorm was roaring through the house. All the kids ran down the stairs and attempted to race each other.
"I'm going to get there first!"
"No me! I will"
"You're both delusional, I'm getting there first!"
"No! It's gonna be me!"
"MEEEEEEE-"
"KIDS!!!"
Everyone stopped dead in their tracks at their father's yell.
"Can you please just all calm down for once?", asked Lynn Sr. "Plus I have something to say"
Everyone stopped their murmur to listen to their dad.
"I feel like since he was gone for a while, Lincoln probably never got a well deserved meal…. He should have first dibs", explained Lynn Sr.
"...You're right… I feel really bad for Lincoln and the least we could do is let him pick first", said Lana.
"Yeah- Lynn what are you doing?", asked Lori.
Lynn was reaching for the spaghetti but quickly put her hand away when Lori caught her.
"Huh? I wasn't trying to grab the spaghetti, I mean uh… I'll go get Lincoln", said Lynn nervously.
"Wait he isn't down here yet?", questioned Luna.
"Come to think of it, I never saw his door open when we all left in a rush", exclaimed Luan.
"Yeah… so I'll go get him"
"Lynn wa-"
But Lynn had already dashed off. She sprinted up the stairs and then towards Lincoln's room. Just before she was about to open the door she stopped to think. Maybe she shouldn't approach him in the usual cheery mood she's in, Lincoln never really liked that anyways. And that would probably make things worse considering the circumstances. She doesn't know exactly what happened to him, but it must've been brutal since he's acting this way. She knocked on the door.
"Lincoln…?"
…
No response.
Lynn knocked on his door again.
…
Still no response, was he sleeping?
That's when she decided to open the door, slowly. Just so she wouldn't startle him if he was sleeping. As she did, she saw Lincoln sitting upright on his bed staring into space. So he wasn't sleeping.
"Lincoln…"
"What…? Oh, hi Lynn… did you knock? I must've not paid attention to it…", said Lincoln nervously. "Sorry…"
"Uh yeah I did, but it's ok, I just came up to tell you dinner is ready", said Lynn.
"What's for dinner…?"
"Uh spaghetti"
Lincoln immediately started having a flashback, the fact that he tasted certain spaghetti and absolutely hated it. He doesn't think he can ever taste or even look at spaghetti the same way again.
Plus, Lincoln wasn't really that hungry anyways.
"No thanks lynn… Uhm, I'm not hungry", said Lincoln.
"What…? How are you not hungry?", asked Lynn in confusion. "You were gone for so long, there's no way you had enough food to eat"
"True, I didn't eat too much, but I did eat… some… remember when I was 'ordering pizza' Lynn?", asked Lincoln.
"Ohh yeah I remember that, but that was a while ago… you didn't eat anything since then, come Lincoln at least try", encouraged Lynn.
"Lynn, no… I'm not hungry, just please go", demanded Lincoln.
"No Lincoln, I'm concerned for you… it would make me feel better if you'd just e-"
"Lynn! Just GO… I… I need time to myself", said Lincoln.
"But you got plenty of time to yourself! Weren't you by yourself almost the entire time you went missing?", asked Lynn as she started getting annoyed.
"Not really… Lynn just please be considerate and just go eat yourself-"
"NO! I'm not leaving you Lincoln, not after what happened… I don't want you to go missing again Linc…", said Lynn.
"I won't go missing again Lynn… I'm just not hungry right now, I'll talk to you later", said Lincoln.
"Lincoln…"
"Lynn, go"
Lynn tried saying something else but she couldn't think of anything. She took her defeat and slammed his door on the way out. It was so rough that the cup of pencil's on Lincoln's desk had fallen over and pencil's went everywhere.
"Ugh seriously Lynn?", complained Lincoln as he stood up from his bed to pick up the pencils.
One by one he bent over and picked the individual pencils up and put them back in the cup, as he was about to put the last one in he thought about something. He turned to look at the stack of papers on the other side of his desk.
Drawing… maybe drawing would help at the moment. He didn't know what to draw, but he could probably think of something along the way. So he pulled out a chair and began to work. Meanwhile Lynn was on her way downstairs back to the kitchen.
"Hey Lynn! Where's Lincoln? Is he invisible?", asked Leni.
"No Leni… he decided not to come down", said Lynn.
"What? Why not?", questioned Lana.
"Thank goodness", whispered Lola.
"What did you say Lola?"
"Nothing…"
"I don't know why he didn't want to eat dinner, he just told me to leave him alone", explained Lynn. "Well then I get first dibs-"
"Now hold on a minute sport, we should all check-"
"Dad, he said he wasn't hungry and he just wanted to be left alone, there's no use in bothering him right now… plus I'm hungry can we just start eating?"asked Lynn.
Lynn Sr. sighed.
"Alright, you can check in later Lynn, let's begin eating", announced Lynn Sr.
Everyone squealed in excitement as they all sat down and passed around plates. They were all so desperate for spaghetti.
Papyrus would approve…
"Mmm, this spaghetti is good dad", exclaimed Lana.
"But- we literally just-"
"Don't question it Lori", said Lola. "He eats fast"
"Speaking of questions… Lola I have a question for you", said Luna.
"Yeah…?"
"What's up with you lately?", asked Luna.
"What do you mean…?"
"Ever since Lincoln came home you've been acting very dismissive", said Luna.
"Yeah now that I think about it, you've had a real attitude lately Lola", exclaimed Luan.
"Ugh… no I didn't!"
"Yes you've had Lola! You've never appreciated the fact that Lincoln has returned home", stated Lana.
"Well maybe I'm just a little upset right now", exclaimed Lola. "I mean… you've seen his eyes…"
"His eyes doesn't define him-"
"But what if it does? He must've done SOMETHING to get those eyes… they don't just randomly appear!", shouted Lola.
"Well when Lincoln's ready he'll tell us", said Rita.
"I doubt that, whatever he did must be bad and he probably won't tell us", said Lola.
"You can't just make that assumption Lola", stated Lisa.
"I think I can…"
"It's really rude though…", said Luna.
"What do you think he's even done?", asked Lori.
"I don't know! I just know he's trying to hide it and he's dangerous!", shouted Lola. "Can you all let me eat my spaghetti in peace!"
"Lola we do not need this kind of disrespect from you!", scolded Rita.
"FINE! I'll just go eat in my room!", shouted Lola as she grabbed her plate.
"Lola get back here young lad-"
Lola ignored her father and just kept walking off with an attitude.
"What the heck is up with her?", asked Luan.
"I don't know, but we all know she's wrong… right?", asked Lana.
"Well… I don't think Lincoln has done anything bad, but Lola might be half right", exclaimed Lisa.
"What do you mean!?"
"Well… he can't just randomly come back with eyes like his… something had to have happened, something probably beyond science", said Lisa.
"Couldn't it just be a late albino gene?", asked Lori.
"Even if Lincoln did have albinism, red eyes don't just randomly appear like that, usually you're born with it or they appear over time", explained Lisa. "I also did test him for albinism and it came negative, his hair is simply from genetics"
"We all need to have a long conversation with Lincoln and what actually happened… I feel like he is trying to hide something", said Lucy. "I've had plenty experience with that"
"Yeah… when I went to tell him about dinner he just dismissed me and told me to go, Lola could potentially be right… although Lincoln is a good person, he wouldn't do anything genuinely bad", added Lynn. "When he was 10 he was getting bullied and I told him to insult the bully back but he didn't even want to do that!"
"I remember that day, Lincoln came home with a bruise on his arm…", said Lori.
"And the bully never got in trouble for what he did! Bro I swear when I see him I am giving him what he deserves", threatened Lynn.
"Ok calm down sport, we don't need violence here", said Lynn Sr. "Let's just continue eating"
Everyone nodded in agreement and continued to inhale their spaghetti. The hotel food wasn't really the greatest and there weren't really any other restaurants or fast food places around. So everyone was grateful that they could finally have a good meal.
Meanwhile, Lola was in her room angrily nibbling on her spaghetti thinking about the entire situation.
It made it hard to believe, but Lola was grateful Lincoln returned home. But she also had another feeling. She was just afraid ever since she saw that dreaded picture… It made it really hard for Lola to appreciate Lincoln's return.
"I know Lincoln has done something, I don't just see that kind of thing for no reason", said Lola to herself.
She looked across the room and noticed pictures on the other side of the wall. Most of them were her, but she did have one picture of her family.
"Maybe… if I look at a picture of us with Lincoln now… it will be normal"
Lola put her plate of spaghetti down on her bed and calmly got up, she strolled slowly over to the picture.
Seemed normal… Everyone was just smiling happily and Lincoln didn't look evil.
Until it wasn't…
A flash occurred and Lola saw something different in the picture. It was now just Lincoln, smiling so evilly with eyes as red as it was now.
He had a red knife in his hand, with dust flowing behind him and small but noticeable amounts of blood smeared on his face.
Lola yelped and rubbed her eyes, after she rubbed them the picture had returned to normal.
This confirmed her thoughts, Lincoln had done something terrible. They were in danger… they were going to die…
Right…?
Lola took the picture and faced it down, she then went back to her bed where her spaghetti sat.
She was no longer hungry… She kind of felt sick. As much as she wanted to care about the fact that Lincoln returned, she just didn't feel safe.
She wanted him gone…
…
30 minutes later…
Everyone had finished their delicious meal of spaghetti and began to clean up. Some people were in a good mood and extra chatty, while others were unusually quiet. Lynn was one of the quiet people, which is strange for her. She was just really concerned for her brother and she was planning to check in on him. Lucy was always quiet, but for some odd reason she was a bit more talkative today. Guess everyone's moods altered ever since Lincoln disappeared for a week and came back acting extremely differently.
After Lynn rinsed her plate off and put it in the dishwasher, she turned towards the stairs.
"Lynn where you going?", asked Leni.
"Oh uh… I'm gonna try to check in on Lincoln again", exclaimed Lynn.
"Ooo can I come too?", asked Leni.
"I would say yes, but I think it's best for one person to go at a time for now", stated Lynn.
"Oh ok! I understand", said Leni. "I'm just gonna go watch some tv!"
"Sounds good…"
Leni left the kitchen along with a few other people and Lynn started to head up the stairs. She was extremely nervous that Lincoln would lash out at her.
Wait, she was Lynn… why was she nervous? She should be tough no matter what Lincoln does or says.
She took a deep breath and made it to Lincoln's room, it seemed pretty quiet. Lincoln wasn't yelling or crying so that was good. She put her hand on the knob and instead of slowly opening the door, she opened it really fast.
Lincoln jumped up in fright as his door swung open.
"He- oh sorry Lincoln for scaring you!", apologized Lynn.
"Lynn… uh, hi…", greeted Lincoln as he tried to calm down.
Lynn noticed he had his laptop open and it was on the camera setting, then she noticed a strange drawing next to it.
"Uh, what are you doing?", asked Lynn in curiosity.
Lincoln sadly looked back at himself at the camera.
"I'm just looking at myself I guess", said Lincoln.
"Why are you doing that?"
"Well, I just kind of feel insecure… you know my eyes and stuff", explained Lincoln.
"Lincoln"
Lynn closed the door behind her.
"Don't feel like you are a terrible person for your eyes, looks don't matter", said Lynn.
Lincoln shifted in his chair uncomfortably.
"Ok…"
Lincoln wished he could tell Lynn what happened, but he just wasn't ready yet.
He wondered if he would ever be ready.
"Are you good?"
"Yeah I guess…"
Lynn then glanced at the drawing she noticed earlier.
"Hey what's that drawing?", questioned Lynn.
Lincoln panicked and quickly hid the drawing.
"Draw? What drawing?"
It was clear that Lincoln was trying to hide something.
"Don't act dumb Lincoln… let me see the drawing", demanded Lynn.
"No-"
"Lincoln I'm worried for you and that's not like me! The least you could do is just show me what you drew", said Lynn.
Lincoln picked up the drawing he drew and observed it as he was keeping it from Lynn.
The drawing Lincoln drew was a bit disturbing, he really didn't want Lynn to ask further questions upon seeing it. He was even scared looking at it and he was the one who drew it.
"Lincoln come on…"
"Uh- wait Lynn don't-"
Lynn snatched the drawing from Lincoln's hand and looked at it. Her face went from proud (For managing to take the drawing) to shock in a quick of an instant. Lincoln was so nervous that sweat began dripping down the sides of his head.
"Lincoln… did, did this happen…?"
The drawing was of him, he was staring in front of him looking at something.
He drew every monster that managed to injure him in some way or another. Although he brushed it off, he was still terrified of the thought of getting hurt again.
Whether it was getting burned, stabbed, electrocuted, etc. He drew it all and Lynn was terrified.
"Uh… well…"
"Did these things hurt you?", asked Lynn.
Lincoln took the drawing back.
"Yes- but they meant well in the end (Except for Flowey) They only hurt me because-"
"Is this why you were hiding in your room?", asked Lynn in a serious tone.
"Yes… but-"
"But what?"
Lynn's stern tone had frightened Lincoln to the point where he was now overwhelmed and just wanted Lynn to leave again.
"Lynn just get out", demanded Lincoln.
"No Lincoln, the monsters you found had hurt you! I have no idea how you are ok now but you sure aren't mentally stable, that also must be why you have eyes like yours", ranted Lynn.
"Fine then if you're not going to get out of my room I'll go out myself!", shouted Lincoln as he began to run out of his room.
"ARE YOU JUST NOT GOING TO ANSWER MY QUESTION!", screamed Lynn.
Everyone else in the house had heard Lynn's shout and got majorly concerned. The people in their rooms peaked out to see an annoyed Lincoln stomping down the hall to the stairs, with an angry Lynn following behind.
"Lincoln! Why are you dismissing this?", asked Lynn as she followed.
"I'm not!"
"YES YOU ARE"
They both made it to the bottom of the stairs while still actively arguing with each other.
"I WAS JUST SCARED OK!?", shouted Lincoln.
"THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?"
Leni broke her focus from the tv show she was watching and peaked from the couch to see what Lynn and Lincoln were doing. Luna, Luan, and Lana were peeking from upstairs, while Rita, Lori, and Lisa were seeking from the dining room.
"I don't know Lynn, I didn't know how you guys would help", said Lincoln.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU AT LEAST TRY"
"CAUSE YOU GUYS MADE FUN OF MY FOR STUPID CRAP BEFORE!"
"LINCOLN WE ARE OVER THAT NOW-"
Lincoln got so annoyed to the point where he wasn't thinking correctly, as Lynn inched towards Lincoln while yelling at him, Lincoln did the unthinkable.
"LINCOLN-"
"LYNN STOP!"
As Lincoln screamed he pushed Lynn back and all Leni could see was a flash of red while everyone else saw something… strange.
Lincoln was staging at Lynn, with the most angry look… with a fully fledged red sword in his hand.
"Lincoln… what the f-"
Then he realized what he was doing, one of the secrets were revealed… and there was nothing he could do now.
"Where did you get that sword from?"asked Lynn who was extremely confused.
Lincoln didn't say anything and continued to fearfully stare right in front of him. He was just thinking about everything.
How everyone saw what he did, and what he was thinking about doing…
Eventually he made the sword disappear and stood in front of Lynn staring at the ground.
"Woah…"
Woah? Did Lynn really think that was cool? What did everyone else think?
Lori noticed the absolute distress in Lincoln right now, while still confused, she walked into the living room entrance and to Lincoln who was still by the stairs.
"Hey Lincoln…"
"L-Lori…?"
"Are you ok…?"
Lincoln looked at Lynn and then the girls upstairs who were giving them a confused but concerned look.
"I…"
Reheheheh I love putting cliffhangers