Lana laid still on her side, hugging her knees to her chest while looking at the wooden wall. The occasional hiccup was the only sound coming from her, accompanied with a few fresh tears. She wasn't sure how long she had been out there, but it mustn't had been to long as there was still a good amount of light outside. While she didn't knew how much time had passed, she did knew one thing; every single second had been torture.

Her mind couldn't help but play again and again the events of earlier. The faces of disbelief in each of her siblings and the words of disapproval that flooded her ears.

But what really haunted her for the whole time she had been there was the expression on her twins face. The way she looked at her, that expression that was a mix of disgust and anger… Lana couldn't help but feel a new wave of pain in her chest every time her mind replayed that moment.

Lana managed to caught the sound of steps, and they were getting closer. Her body started to tremble. She shut her eyes and tightened her grip on her legs, trying to calm herself, but not doing a good work. She was afraid of what the approaching person would say or do.

The steps ceased a short distance from Lana, and for a moment, there was no sound. Lana didn't turn around. She just decided to remain still and pretend that there was no one standing outside of Charles' dog house. Maybe there could be a chance that whoever was out there would just leave her alo–

"Lana," came the voice of the eldest sibling. The little girl didn't talk or move, she just remained still. Lori sighed before crawling inside of the doghouse. 'Is it my imagination, or is this thing bigger in the inside?' She thought as she sat down.

Lori took a moment as she looked at her sister. After what had happened earlier, it was obvious that someone had to talk with Lana. With her being the oldest, she had taken it upon herself to do so… She just wasn't sure how to start.

"Lana, we need to talk," she said a bit more strongly than needed, causing the little girl to let out a little whimper. 'Yeah… that's not a good way to start.'

Lori breathed deeply and tried again. "Lana, I just want to understand what happened," she said in a softer tone, but this time, she didn't get any kind of reaction. "Lana," she continued. "We didn't really get to hear your side of the story, so… uhm, Did you really kiss Lola?"

Still no answer, and it was starting to annoy Lori. "Lana, remaining quiet isn't really helping you. I'm giving you a chance to explain yourself. What really happened? I don't really think that Lola was lying because there's literally no reason for her to do so. Now, there must be some kind of explanation. You tripped and it just happened, right?" She asked hopefully, pausing a moment to see if Lana would answer her, but still nothing.

Lori rubbed the back of her neck, carefully considering her next question and if she wanted to hear the answer of it in case Lana decided to finally talk. "Lana, you… Is it possible that you really wanted to kiss Lola?"

The silence remained, but just when Lori was about to continue, she heard the unmistakable sound of crying filling the cramped space

"Is it really w-wrong?" Lana finally said as she sat up and slowly turned around.

A mixture of sadness and pity filled Lori when she saw her sister. Her eyes were bloodshot, her hair was a mess and a new trail of tears were running over the dried ones on the cheeks. Lori quickly moved forward and embraced Lana, holding her tightly against her chest.

"I couldn't h-help it! I was l-looking at her and I just… I w-wanted to kiss her! " Lana exclaimed, grabbing Lori's shirt and burying her face on her chest. "And now she h-hates me… everyone hates m-me!"

"No, Lana. No one hates you, not even Lola. She's just a little angry at the moment." Lori said, running a hand up and down Lana's back. The words seemed to calm Lana a little as she loosened her grip on Lori's shirt, but it only lasted a second, as she held it tightly again.

"Lori… It hurts. I just… my chest won't stop hurting. I… I don't want Lola to be a-angry with me."

Lori pulled back a little to look down at Lana with a sad expression. 'She… is it possible that she really lo–' Lori shook her head, stopping that train of thought. The mere idea of it being the truth was so weird to her.

"Lana, what you did… you can't do it again. It isn't right."

"Why?" Lana asked, looking up at Lori with such a sorrowful expression that the older girl could feel her own heart aching a little. "Luna and Sam do it all the time. Why is it wrong when I do it?"

"No, Lana, that's completely different. It is okay for them to be like that because they aren't sisters. They aren't related. It isn't normal for two sisters to do such things."

Lana looked down with a thoughtful, yet sad expression. She leaned forward, resting her head again Lori's chest again as she mumbled something

"What was that?"

"I'm… I'm the p-problem." Lana said just loud enough for lori to hear. "I'm… I'm w-weird. I'm..." A word ran through Lana's head, and she couldn't help but repeat it. "I'm d-disgusting."

"No, no, Lana. That isn't right. Don't say those things about yourself."

"B-but I am. You s-said it isn't normal, so there must be something wrong with m-me."

"Lana, there's nothing wrong with you," Lori said firmly, holding Lana with one hand as she ran the other over the girl's messy hair. "You're just… confused."

Both remained like that for minutes until Lori felt like Lana had finally calmed down. She looked outside, noticing that it was beginning to turn dark. Taking her phone out, she checked the time. Ten past six. It wouldn't take long for her parents to return home.

"Lana, we should go back to the house."

"I… I don't want to go," Lana answered, slightly afraid of going back… afraid of seeing Lola.

"Everything will be fine. We'll talk to the others and tell them that it all was just a misunderstanding." Lori looked up, thinking of some excuse that could explain Lana's little act. "I know, we'll tell them that you just got caught in your role of the brave knight and decided to kiss the princess because that is how it happens in the movies."

"O-okay. If you think that's the best."

'I don't know, but I hope it is,' Lori thought as she moved Lana off her and crawled out of the doghouse, Lana following behind. Both of them looked at the house, then at each other. Lana didn't move, she just waited for Lori to take the lead, but the older girl just stood there, looking down at Lana.

"Lana…" Lori began, kneeling in front of her sister. "When you kissed Lola, what did you felt?"

Lana just looked away, awkwardly rubbing her arm, but Lori easily noticed the red on the girl's cheeks.

Lori sighed. "Come on, the others must be worried," she said, offering a hand to Lana, who quickly accepted it. They walked slowly to the house.

In the second floor of the Loud house, a little girl with glasses placed her headphones down on the table in front of her. Lisa had been listening to the whole conversation thanks to a little listening device she had planted on Lori's clothes. She had done so just moment before the her oldest sibling went out to talk with Lana.

Lisa pressed the bridge of her nose as she ran on her head what she had heard.

"Me and my inventions… I just hope this doesn't cause any more troubles."

Oh boy, this chapter was hard for me to write. I rewrote Lori and Lana's talk like 4 times because it never felt right. I hope you enjoyes it. Now, I have to go and think really hard how this story will continue. I have two possibilities in mind, but don't know which would be the best.