Family Feud: Can Harmony Prevail in the Chaos?
Ch I: A House Divided
It was a peaceful day in Royal Woods, Michigan, and William was cleaning his car for today. In the Loud residence, there was a quarrel going on with the sisters in the living room. Lincoln was just standing there while watching his female siblings quarrel with each other.
"Girls? Why are we fighting again?" Lori asked.
"I don't know." Luna shrugged.
They kept arguing and arguing until Lincoln decided to speak up for himself.
"Guys! For Pete's sake, can't you just resolve this once and for all? I mean, you guys are using my stuff without my consent!" He said as he stood on the couch.
"Didn't we tell yo—" Leni was interrupted when Lincoln yelled again.
"Seriously? Using my sheets as a divider in Lori and Leni's room, and depriving me of my own space?! Blocking off. Every. Single. Fucking. Section of the house?! The kitchen, the bathroom, the living room, all because one of my sisters would cool off?!" Lincoln yelled.
"It's part of the Sister Fight Protocol, Lincoln, just live with it." Leni said.
"Live with it, huh? You think I can live with you kicking me out of my own room and blocking off every room of the house?" the 11-year-old Loud pointed at Lori. "You and Leni were fighting over that dumb dress, you can just go and buy another one! How much does it even cost? Ten grand?"
Lincoln pointed at Luna and Luan. "You guys are fighting over who is better, everybody is not perfect on the face of the earth."
He pointed at Lucy and Lynn Jr. "You guys fight about who snores louder, or who likes to write poems. Seriously? That's very stupid, and since you guys are not the same age, just leave each other alone!"
He pointed his finger at his sisters. "You guys invented this protocol and I should stay out of it? All I wanted to do is to help you guys yet you treat me as something useless! You guys said you'll resolve it on your own, only for things to not go as expected because your protocol is a failure! Yesterday, I went over to Stephanie's house and told her about what the fuck was happening between you all!"
"You dare to insult the protocol I implemented to neutralize conflicts in this house?" Lisa asked.
"Shut up, Lisa, besides, you were involved in this conflict too!" Lincoln yelled.
Lynn Jr. cracked her fists. "You wanna pick a fight, huh?"
The sporty girl punched Lincoln's face, and the other sisters joined in. The 11-year-old Loud defended himself from the following blows, the fists made a hit on Lincoln's balls, cheek, and stomach. He tried to defend himself, but the blows just kept coming.
Lana punched Lincoln's chest, forcing the air out of his lungs. She then aimed for his crotch, making him wail in pain as the blow triggered the nerves to send a message to the brain to do a reflex.
Lola delivered a hard blow to Lincoln's cheek, dislodging some of his incisors (some of them were baby teeth thankfully). The princess aimed for his crown jewels, making him hold his genital in pain.
He tried to defend himself, but the fists kept flying like meteors hitting the Earth's surface. Luna grabbed Lincoln's leg, and twisted it from its normal bend to the point that she thought she heard the bone snap.
Tears flowed down from Lincoln's face, it was as painful as it just like the springlocks crushing you to death.
Later, the fight started to wind down a bit. Lynn Jr. kicked him on his back, making him cough up a bit of blood while Luan stomped on his chest, causing one of his ribs to break and puncture his right lung.
The 11-year-old Loud was starting to experience difficulty breathing as his right lung collapsed and was restricted from expanding. He tried to scream but his vocal cords were severed.
He didn't fight back anymore as he lied down on the ground, feeling himself slip into a comatose state after he got his lung punctured by one of his ribs.
In the kitchen…
Lynn Sr. blocked the door with chairs and tables from the backyard, he then sat with his wife in the kiddie table.
"Do you think we've been doing less to prevent arguments between our children?" Rita asked her husband.
"Maybe you're right, we can't let this fester for long…" Lynn Sr. said as he slammed a hand on his palm. "We need to do something to end the conflict once and for all."
The Loud patriarch removed the obstacles from the door. He went to see his daughters, only to see them slowly parting away from each other. Lori was looking at the bloody digits on her hands as tears fall down from her face like rain from the sky. Confused, Lynn Sr. turned his eyes to meet a brutally beaten Lincoln sprawled on the floor covered in bloodstains, a few of his teeth missing, bruises on his face, cheeks, and a twisted leg.
"Why is Lincoln covered in bloodstains?" Lynn Sr. asked, shocked.
"Lynn? What happened?" Rita asked her husband, she walked into the scene holding Lily and saw…
"OH MY GOD! LINCOLN!" The Loud matriarch said as she looked at her brutally beaten son.
They then call an ambulance, minutes later, the hospital service vehicle arrived and puts Lincoln on a gurney, the parents and Lily are in the ambulance. Lori then signaled her siblings to get in the van and follow the ambulance to Royal Woods General Hospital.
In the hospital…
Lynn Sr. paced around anxiously as he waited for the news of his son's status.
Rita had tears on her face as they waited in the waiting room, and so did the other sisters.
Olivia came to them with a somber look on her face.
"HOW'S MY SON, OLIVIA?!" Rita asked as she anxiously waited for Olivia to tell her.
The Afton mother said as she removed her stethoscope. "The good news is Lincoln managed to survive the damage dealt to him. Sadly, he needs to use a chest tube…"
"Why, doctor?" Lola asked.
Olivia cleared her throat. "Ahem…as you can see, we clearly performed surgery on him…his right lung got punctured by one of his ribs, we managed to remove it, and placed him under a chest tube to inflate the collapsed lung…his leg was twisted 90 degrees from its normal twist…and he may be placed in a bandage for 9 weeks, some of his teeth were dislodged…but thankfully, those were baby teeth. He needs to soft foods like bread and boiled peas, as long as it doesn't contain hard substances such as meat and nuts (mostly walnuts)."
"He was placed under surgery?!" Lynn Sr. asked, shocked and sad.
"Yes…" The doctor said.
To be continued in Ch II…
A/N: I know you guys are excited about the release of my story and here it is. I was listening to 'I Got No Time' by TheLivingTombstone which helped set the mood for Lincoln's situation. I decided to stop it here so you can get a clear and thorough read.
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[NOTE: I edited this again, because of one mistake, he he. I thought Lincoln's sisters used Lincoln's mattress, but it turns out to be his sheets and blanket.]