User blog:IronRaphRa/My Seventh Fanfic: Brainiac

“Thanks for letting me come to your presentation Lisa,” Darcy said as she, Lisa, and Lincoln walked to the presentation hall at St. Alexander High School.

“And I appreciate your presence too Darcy,” Lisa replied, “and I appreciate you being our chaperone elder brother.”

“It’s no problem,” Lincoln stated, “I got some good favors out of it too.”

“Trust me, sibling favors are worth an exceptional amount at our house,” Lisa whispered to Darcy.

“I can’t wait to see you!” Darcy cheered as a big smile grew on her face.

“And I will appreciate the loud support you will give me,” Lisa stated as she smiled, “I will see you two after my presentation is done.”

“Bye,” Darcy replied as Lisa walked away.

“Come on Darcy,” Lincoln said as he looked down at Darcy and took her hand, “we should probably get to our seats.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Okay Lincoln,” Darcy stated as she looked at Lincoln and smiled.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">The two walked into the presentation hall which was filled with numerous high school students. They felt a little nervous around the older students as they found some seats close to the front row. It wasn’t long before a member of the faculty took the podium.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Hello,” The man said, “it is my pleasure to present our guest speaker: child genius Lisa Loud.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Lisa entered the room while carrying a phonebook. She placed the book in front of the podium and stood on it, so she could reach the microphone. A few students laughed at what they saw.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Greetings fellow patrons,” Lisa started, “today I’m going to talk about the importance of trigonometry.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Hey squirt, you shouldn’t use words with more letters than your age!” One teen taunted.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Numerous people in the audience laughed after he said that.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“As I was saying,” Lisa continued, “trigonometry has numerous uses for our everyday lives …”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Such as enjoying Sesame Street,” Another student teased.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Or Thomas the Tank Engine,” A third one said.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">The audience started to laugh again, which started to annoy Lisa.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“I was going to mention how construction workers rely on it to help them measure their massive structures,” Lisa stated.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Do you even know what you’re saying?” A teen asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“I would appreciate it if I could get through this lecture without any more interruptions,” Lisa told her audience.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Is it because you can’t stay up past your bedtime?” The same teen laughed.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Lincoln and Darcy looked nervous as they listened to the teens laugh and mock Lisa.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Lincoln why are they being so mean to Lisa?” Darcy sadly asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Some people think it makes them feel good,” Lincoln told her.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Lisa’s eye brows lowered, and she clenched her teeth in anger.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“That’s it!” Lisa furiously said, “I am tired of you Neanderthals! I know many other homo sapiens who would appreciate my intelligence!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Like who?” A student asked, “your stuffed animals.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Or maybe her imaginary friend,” another one teased.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Every teen in the audience laughed as the young genius stormed off the stage. Lincoln and Darcy got out of their seats as they went to meet up with Lisa. They found her outside the auditorium and Lisa held her head down low, but still didn’t seem to show any emotion on her face.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Lisa are you alright?” Darcy asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“I’m fine Darcy,” Lisa quietly stated.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Aren’t you upset?” Darcy said.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Emotions are a sign of weakness,” Lisa replied, “but I would like to go to my place of residence street name house.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Lincoln texted their Mom and she quickly came and picked them up. Lisa remained quiet during the ride home and Darcy continued to worry about her best friend. They quickly arrived at the Loud House and the kids stepped out of the car and walked back to the house.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Do you want to talk about it Lisa?” Darcy asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“No,” Lisa quietly said, “but I would prefer to be in isolation.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">The four-year-old slowly walked upstairs to her room where Lily was having her afternoon snack. She quickly noticed her roommate walk in and stood up to hand Lisa the sippy cup she was holding.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Thank you, youngest sibling,” Lisa told Lily, “but I’m afraid a lactose dairy product will not be able to solve any problems.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Lisa entered her closet and shut the door as she sat down while hugging her knees. Meanwhile Darcy and Lincoln had their eyes half open while they continued to think about Lisa.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Lincoln, where is Iso-what-Lisa-said?” Darcy asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“She means that she wants to be alone,” Lincoln explained.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“But we can’t leave her alone,” Darcy stated.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“I know,” Lincoln said, “but she usually doesn’t want to talk when she’s like this.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“I think I might know what to do,” Darcy stated as she started to smile, “could you take me to the park Lincoln?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“I guess so,” Lincoln replied.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Back upstairs, Lisa continued to sulk in her closet as she thought about some other times she talked to kids. She first thought about the time her mother first took her to the playground and when she approached two boys playing in a sandbox.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Greetings fellow homo sapiens,” Lisa said to them, “would you be interested in talking about advanced chemistry?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“What did you say?” The first boy asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“She must be a brain sucking alien,” The second boy stated.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">The kids picked up some toy alien blasters and pretended to shoot Lisa, much to her annoyance. She walked to another part of the playground and found two girls playing on the swing set.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“I’m going to swing to my house!” One girl said.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“I’m going to swing to the moon!” The second one added.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“That is impossible,” Lisa stated, “the moon is exactly 234,897 miles from this spot. And your swing is connected to the large metal structure and can’t go farther than four feet.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Did you understand what that weirdo said?” The first girl asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Not at all,” The second one replied.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“It is always the same,” Lisa said to herself as her flashback ended.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Her sulking was quickly interrupted by a knocking on the closet door. Lisa opened it to find Darcy and Lincoln standing close to it. The two were smiling and Darcy had her hands behind her back.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Oh, greetings Darcy,” Lisa said, “sorry for ignoring you when I arrived at my place of residence.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“That’s fine Lisa, those people were mean to you,” Darcy replied, “I have something for you.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Then Darcy revealed some red flowers she had behind her back.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“These are for you,” Darcy sweetly said, “I picked them myself.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Some blossomed magnoliophytes,” Lisa stated as she stepped out of the closet, “I guess they could be useful for experiments.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Giving flowers to people makes them happy,” Darcy told her, “it’s because they’re so pretty.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">Lisa’s eyes started to widen as she took the flowers and looked at them. She wasn’t sure what to think about a concept that was unfamiliar to her.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Come on Lisa,” Lincoln said as he picked his little sister up, “you can’t be sad forever.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“I won’t be,” Lisa replied, “I have no use for negative emotions.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Remember the games we used to play when we were younger?” Lincoln added as he started spinning around while holding on to his sister.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“Lincoln, I have no time for this tomfoolery,” Lisa stated.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">But the four-year-old genius was quickly caught up in the enjoyment. Her eyes looked calm and a large smile grew on her face. Lincoln placed Lisa on the ground once the game finished.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“I give you my gratitude,” Lisa told them, “those antics may seem pointless, but they were exactly what I needed.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA" lang="EN-CA">“You’re welcome Lisa,” Darcy said as she smiled and hugged her friend.