Static Mind

Everyone has a limit

As for his younger sisters, Lucy had a local poetry course, Lola had her local beauty pageants, Lana was working on improving Vanzilla, and Lisa is working on a thesis of a complicated subject, which she wasn't going to send to anywhere less than to Harvard.

They were all working on their dreams. But the important detail was the most complicated, money.

Keeping such a big family in these times is very complicated. Two weeks ago the company where his father works had to cut their workforce, so Lynn Sr. had to accept a pay cut to avoid his dismissal.

His parents had explained to them things were going to be tight for a while, everyone had agreed to help in whatever way they could.

You know how much sessions with a good psychologist cost? A clue, a lot of money.

"As long as I don't go back to that state, I'll be fine" Lincoln rested his body on the comfortable bed, he hoped to at least sleep a few acceptable six hours of sleep.

Lincoln closed his eyes, ready to go to the world of dreams. Trying to ignore the fact he wasn't alone in the room.

"...Sweet dreams Lincoln..."

Days without incidents: 73

"...you too Lincoln" his mother's voice woke him up.

At least he slept well. He got up, grabbed his usual clothes, ready to line up to go to the bathroom.

"Okay Lincoln Loud, calm down, just act normal, prove you can overcome this alone" after a deep breath, Lincoln put on a happy face, but with a tired expression to adapt at daytime, and went out to face another day.

The bathroom line passed on ordinarily, helping Lucy with her poem, later thumb wrestling with Lynn to kill time, losing every time.

After bathing, he felt it again, now in the jaw area, dang it, it was still very early, normally the first sensations come around noon.

"Just ignore, just ignore it." the middle child calmed his mind, and walked out of the bathroom, letting Leni pass, desperate to fix her hair.

"Four minutes, guys! I have a History test at seven. So if you don't want to walk to school, hurry up" Lori cried from downstairs, with the same threat as usual.

Lincoln opted for a piece of toast as breakfast. One by one, his sisters went outside, when he was going out, he couldn't help it, he didn't want to, but he looked at that piece of furniture.

The Loud trophy showcase.

Lincoln saw every trophy that his sisters had won, all deserved in their respective specialties. And in his part. A little five-dollar award, to the best developing brother, at least there was something there. However, with the passing of time it had lost all its meaning, it was like looking at a consolation prize, he hadn't won anything.

Lincoln tries to avoid seeing the showcase every time he passed, he even tried asking his parents to take it down, an idea to be ruled out almost immediately.

The showcase was an inspiration for the Loud family, of continuing to improve and see their accomplishments. To him, it was a sign of pressure, the shadow of the family. Seeing their successes from behind, and when he discovered Lily won a trophy for sucking her finger, well, the pressure only increased.

The Louds were know in Royal Woods for their noisy life. Although, no one denied the great talent the family had in several areas, being the exception to the rule frustrated him a lot.

"Tick tock Lincoln, tick tock."

"Lincoln! If you don't have your butt in vanzilla in the next ten seconds, I will literally leave without you, and you'll have to walk to school."