User blog:FirstDrellSpectre/Fanfiction - Melancholinc

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Theme song: Obudzić się (To wake up) by Spleen

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Synopsis
Lincoln overshadowed by older sisters and Lisa begins to question if his life makes any sense. He fells in deeper and deeper depression eventually becoming an emo.

Story
It was a dinner time. Lincoln and his elder sisters were eating their meals. After that Lincoln was supposed to clean the table because he finished the last. With no pleasure he began taking all plates, forks and knives. During cleaning the table he saw the trophy case and it reminded him that compare to his sisters he has only one small trophy. He felt sad because he knew that wasn't the real trophy and it reminded him the pain and sorrow he experienced because of his envy. To stop thinking about it he rushed with the dishes to the kitchen.

Later Lincoln was going to his room when Luan called him to her room.

Luan: Lincoln! Come to me!

Lincoln: I'm coming! [he came into Luan's room]

Luan: Funny Business has another client tommorow.

Lincoln: Ok, did you consider my idea of expanding your performance with yo-yo tricks?

Luan: Sorry but that yo-yo is for good street performers not for my serious business. [giggle]

Lincoln:  [Disapointed]   Ok what about ventriloquism?

Luan: I love this art but this isn't popular nowadays.

Lincoln: Did you consider adding origiami? You mastered it when we were in Tokyo.

Luan: Sigh, listen, Funny Business works well, I don't need your ideas only asisstance.

Disapointed Lincoln came to his room. He tried to read a comic but Leni entered his room.

Leni: Hey, Lincoln, I need your help.

Lincoln: In designing or choosing fabric or maybe for inspiration?

Leni: Oh, no. I just need you as a manequin.

Later disapointed Lincoln returned to his room, removed trousers and began reading a comic.

Lincoln: [to the audience] I suggested Leni some changes in her but she rejected them all and said I''m not the fashion expert so I should stay quiet. It was kinda cold from her. I hope reading comic will help me forget about it. [after some time]  In this issue Ace Savvy's enemy said he commited crimes because he lived in shadow of his older brother. Strange that I can feel sympathy for him.''

Next day Lincoln and Luan returned to house after birthday party.

Luan: Another successful party!

Lincoln: You were wonderful. [envious] Again.

Luan: You were a very good asisstant. Here is your cake.

Lincoln: Thanks but I don't have apetite.

Lincoln was walking to his room but was grabbed by Lisa. He came into her room and asissted her in experiments.

Lincoln: [to the audience] I was just giving Lisa proper test tube. Every time I tried to guess which one I received answer "wrong". After several times she told me, faithfully quoting, "You think you are smart enough to guess what I need but you only delude yourself. I am the genius when you are just my inferior asisstant."

Before Lincoln could reach his room Lynn approached him with her new trophy.

Lynn: Look what I have won!

Lincoln: [dishonestly] Congratulations.

Lynn: I'll make a party to celebrate it.

Lincoln: Celebrate it without me.

Lynn: You will come too.

Lincoln: To see again who you are and who I am not!? Forget it!

Lynn: You're just jealous because you are no match for me. You can't even dream about it!

Lincoln: Tell me something I don't know!

Lynn: You shall be happy from my success!

Lincoln: I am never happy! [he slamed door to his room]

Lynn: And I thought Lucy is the biggest complainer.

Lincoln: [to the audience] Living in shadow of one sister is bad enough but overshadowed by 10 is a nightmare. I have such bad luck to be me. Each of my sisters reminds me who I am not. I feel so insignificant compare to them. I tried to earn some recognitions like them, I tried be liked each of them but I always failed. Let's face it. I am a ridiculously regular guy, so regular I can be hardly noticed like I were invisible. I feel so depressed like I was cursed to be always the worst at everything.

Lincoln was so depressed he began drawing with pencil. His drawings were black and white and showed him in various sad poses. Then Lincoln listened to a sad song and felt even more depressed. Later he searched in internet for "sense of life" and suddenly found a certain article.

Lincoln: [to the audience] "Many children become emo to find their sense of life. They try to find purpose in their suffering. They express themselves through music, drawings, fashion and other kinds of art". Oh boy. I am emo! I feel so depressed because I live in shadows of my sisters and I express myself through drawings. I am the closest to this subculture so I'll become an emo living in constant sadness. After I gave up tryings to be like my sisters what else to lose I have?

Lincoln left his room in his black outfit he once used to convience Lynn to leave his room minus dyed hair and make up. He heard his sisters are celebrating Lynn's victory in living room and he decided to skip it. Leni detected him and began calling him.

Leni: Hey, Lincoln! Where are you going? Join us!

Lincoln: [coldly] No.

Lynn: Oh, don't start it again! Come here! [she grabbed Lincoln and put him next to other sisters].

Lincoln: [coldly] So I here I am and what's the difference?

Lynn: Why are you pretending Lucy again?

Lucy: Black clothes doesn't make you a goth yet.

Lincoln: You should be ashamed of yourself, Lucy. You just failed to distinguish a goth from an emo.

Sisters: [histerical laugh]

Lincoln: I got used to this, come one laugh till you feel throatache.

Luan: No way such chearful guy like you could be an emo.

Leni: You need 3 wheels to become a limo.

Siblings sans Leni: [facepalm]

Luna: Not limo, but emo.

Lori: You have literally no reason to become a constantly grim sadness seeker complaining about everything.

Lincoln: Then you know nothing about me and about emo even less.

Lynn: Stop it! You're ruining my celebration party!

Lincoln: I'm simply not in mood.

Lynn: You will be when the party starts. [she turns music on]

After the party.

Lynn: Yeah! It was cool way to celebrate my victory!

Luna: You said it sis!

Lucy: [pretended cheer] Huray.

Lincoln: You just reminded me how much far I am to you. Can I go now? I was going dye my hair.

Leni: I like your white hair, why would you change them?

Lincoln: I am not same Lincoln you thought you knew.

Lincoln was walkling on Royal Woods. He and went to emo shop where he purchased a paint to dye his hair black and make up to paint his eyes in black. He detected a poster with an emo boy and decided to look more like him. He painted green stripes on his hair, bought a white belt and a scarf in white and black checker. He continued his purposeless walk through the city. Lincoln came into a music shop, he put headphones on his ears and began listening to sad songs. He closed his eyes and began tapping his foot. Unbekownst to Lincoln in same shop was Tabby and detected him.

Tabby: [in her head] Who is this guy? He looks familiar. [she approached Lincoln and patted his arm]

Lincoln: [shocked] Aaah! [he removed the headphones and turned around] What do you want from me?

Tabby: Calm down buddy... Wait, Lincoln, is that you?!

Lincoln: Tabby, what a surprise.

Tabby: What's this fashion? Are you trying to be a metal? It doesn't suit you.

Lincoln: I was mistaken for a goth, now for a metal. Its emo.

Tabby: [shocked] You're kidding me. How a cheerful and nice guy can be such a saddo?

Lincoln: I am not this kind of guy. I realised I'm fated to live in ethernal pain and all I can do is to express it.

Tabby: I can't believe it. Luna told me many good things about you. Now I feel like I'm talking to a stranger.

Lincoln: She herself doesn't know me. She's a future rocker and I am nobody significant. Because of the gap between our positions she lost a clear sight of me. The gap as big as between ground and sky.

Tabby: More you say the less I understand.

Lincoln: It's typical for emo to be not understood by anybody. Nobody can comprahend my pain.

Tabby: What pain?! You are a brother of Luna and other wonderful sisters. You can't complain on anything.

Lincoln: As usual the only child like you doesn't know how it is to be surrounded by those who overshadow you. Their very existence reminds me about the awesomeness I certainly lack. It's pointless to be who I can't possibly become. I can be only who I am, a boy fated to live in 10 shadows.

Tabby: [sad and disapointed] You're correct. Luna doesn't know you at all. You don't match the description she gave me.

Lincoln: What did she tell about me?

Tabby: Doesn't matter! Because it was one big lie! [she left crying]

Lincoln came to park and saw Clyde playing with his two cats so he approached him.

Lincoln: Hey, Clyde.

Clyde: Lincoln? Hello. [he turned around and got shocked] Woah! What did you do to yourself?

Lincoln: This is the real me. Your best friend is an emo now.

Clyde: I'm starting to be afraid of you. Why did you change your style?

Lincoln: For years I feel nothing but pain caused by being generic compare to my sisters. I

Clyde: What will you do now?

Lincoln: Emo express themselves through fashion, music and poetry. I am nowhere as good as Leni, Luna and Lucy in those first three so  Like every emo I simply  express myself  and don't expect anybody to understand my inner pain.

Clyde: Your new appearance is terrifying. Look how you scared  Cleopawtra  and  Nepurrtiti ! I prefer the old Lincoln! Be yourself again!

Lincoln: The problem is I myself don't know who I am.

Clyde: I don't understand you at all. You have all I can't have to be happy. 10 sisters who care for you and you don't appreciate it.

Lincoln:  What can you know? You're the only child. I must compete for love and attention of my parents. You don't have siblings so you don't have to compete nor to be compared to anybody.

Clyde: I can compare myself to you! In your position I would be happy and appreciate your sisters. You're so short-sighted if you think gender defines you.

Lincoln:  I knew you wouldn't understand. It's not about gender any more. It's about being nobody compare to them. All my sisters already perfected talents they inherited from my parents, when I am a talentless child with  my parents'  all flaws. I can't be happy knowing this.

Clyde:  I hope your sisters will get this nonsense out of your head because I am done talking to you!

Lincoln returned to his house for dinner. At the table his elder sisters were chatting and laughing when he simply ignored them and focused on his meal. After dinner Lincoln quickly rushed to his room where he put headphones on his ears and turned on a sad song. He also drew some black and white manga pictures of himself. Those pictures were sad and presented how bad he feels. Suddenly Lucy came into his room. Due to his great sadness he was unable to be afraid of Lucy.

Lucy: Hey, brother. I came to you for some rhymes. Wow! I like your new drawings. They are completelly different style and you don't care to use colorful crayons.

Lincoln: I simply express my inner pain.

Lucy: How can you possibly suffer? Why did you decide to become an emo?

Lincoln: Isn't it obvious? Compare to you and other sisters I am nobody. I got tired of cumulating this pain of inferiority so now I express it.

Lucy: If you express your pain through manga drawings, then you can also express it through poems.

Lincoln: This would look like I'm parroting you. I'm done with trying to be better than any of you as I always fail and cause troubles I regret for long.

Lucy: But you never give up.

Lincoln: But I'm giving up this time. It will be better for everybody. I'll just have to accept I am fated to live in 10 shadows. If there was one person that overshadows me I wouldn't be so bad but there are 10. This is too much for me.

Lucy: I can't believe what I've just heard. You've changed for the worse! You decided for self-pitying. The Lincoln I know wouldn't do this.

Lincoln; It's pointless to try the impossible. If nothing will change there is no sense in trying. No tryings, no fails.

Lucy: The fails is doing nothing when you can do something.

Lincoln:  How it was? Ah, yes. It's a brother thing, you wouldn't understand. Besides  I don't have to justify myself.

Lucy: I don't know who you are but surely not the Lincoln I remember. I thought I will like the new Lincoln, I'm revoking this.

Next day Luan approached Lincoln.

Luan: Hey, I know some jokes that will improve your humor.

Lincoln: Save it! I know what's the biggest joke. My life.

Luan: You didn't even hear my jokes.

After saying some jokes Luan was the only one laughing.

Lincoln: I told you they won't move me. I'm going on a walk.

Luan: You didn't even giggle. If I make jokes that will make a grim guy like you laugh. I won't rest till  I succeed.

Lincoln: In your position I would give up just like I gave up trying to be better than you or any sister.

Luan: What are you talking about?

Lincoln: I deluded myself I'm a comedy expert better than you, it was my grave mistake.

Luan: But you learnt from this to not be a narcistic jerk stealing spot light. I forgave you this.

Lincoln: I learnt that it's pointless to be special because no matter what I try I always fail. I just wanted to be special but since it's impossible all I have left self-pity. I am alone with my pain as nobody can possibly understand me.

Luan: What did you do with the real Lincoln?! He tells stupid things but this is beyond him.

Lincoln: You see the real me. Now get out of my way.

In park Lincoln sat on bench, took a stick and began drawing crows in sand. Unbekownst to him he was observed by another emo, Maggie but she didn't recognise him. She approached him and sat next to him.

Maggie: I've never seen you before. You must be new in the city.

Lincoln: I'm Lincoln and I'm local. Wait, your voice sounds familiar.

Maggie: I know every emo boy in the city. I would have known you too if you were local.

Lincoln: [he looked in Maggie's eyes and gasped] Oh, no.

Maggie:  I remember you now. You destroyed my 13th birthday!

Lincoln: Please don't be mad at me for that!

Maggie: You failed to be a clown and now you try to be an emo? What a lame excuse.

Lincoln: You don't know even ten procent of the whole truth! So stop your sarcasm, Maggie!

Maggie:  [angry]  Only friends have right to call me that! My name is Magdalene for strangers like you!

Lincoln: Well, then, Magdalene, I have lot of reasons to be emo.

Maggie: Seriously? What is it?

Lincoln: The one who saved your birthday from catastrophe I caused was my sister. I deluded myself I am better than her and failed spectaculary. It also reminded me how bad I am.

Maggie: So you feel eclipsed by your sister. Do you think it's a good reason to be emo?

Lincoln: If only by one. I have 10 sisters and I was always the worst sibling!

Maggie: You're bluffing.

Lincoln: No, I'm telling the truth [he took family photo from his wallet and showed this to Maggie]

Maggie: [shocked] Now you surprised me.

Lincoln: Knowing that I am nobody compare to my 10 sisters I can only live with my inner pain and express it. After so many failing to change it I gave up tryings to avoid more failures. It's really depressing to be the black sheep in the family, I am a talentless boy among talented girls. How can I not feel like a genetic failure? All was decided by chromosomes, this one decision made whole my life. Only I have chromosomes XY instead of XX. A tiny missing leg caused I'm different and flawed. Evolution went wrong when decided to divide humanity on two genders, casuing nothing but conflicts, differences, inequality and discrimination.

Maggie: Wow! This changes everything. Compare to my pointlessness of 7th grade your situation is much worse.

Lincoln: What's so bad in 7th grade?

Maggie: You're forced to learn many useless things, all judge you by your look, friends got drunk with popularity and ignore you, your body undergoes painful matamorphosis,  In short all what you knew vanishes along and   y ou don't know where you belong anymore.

Lincoln: Story of my house life. No matter what I do I always fail spectaculary and my sisters like reminding me this. I was always the worst sibling as  I am good at nothing and that's why my life is pointless.

Maggie: Now I see you are not another   naive young fool believing to you can do anything, you desperatelly seek your  life purpose.

Lincoln: Life with no purpose is wasted. Being unable to change this I can only express my pain through wearing proper clothes, drawing manga or simply speaking.

Maggie: You know what it means to be an emo.

TBC

Trivia

 * Inspiration for the story came to my mind when I rewatched Polish animated tv series "Troo", where the titular character is a typical emo teen. The theme song is intro theme of the series.
 * This is my first fanfic where Maggie appears.