A Watery Situation

And Lincoln Is... (End)

Lisa's POV

"Step aside!" I yelled at my fellow sibling units as they continued to panic about the specimen on the floor. It was Clyde, Lincoln's friend, and from what I could tell, he seemed to be unconscious on the floor, blood coming out of his nose in alarming rates. I adjusted my prescribed spectacles as my siblings stepped aside to let me have a look at the condition at the homosapien on the floor. Leni started to freak out.

"Hurry before he gets blood all over the carpet!" She squealed. The rest of the girls face palmed themselves, and inwardly I had to agree. Sometimes the older sibling's blatant ignorance was nothing less than tedious..and quite annoying. Blood on the floor should be the least of her concerns, but Leni being Leni never sees things regularly.

I looked over at the passed out Clyde with the bloody noise. The more I looked at him, the more suspicious I became. I checked his vitals on his wrists, neck, and chest area. Just as my sisters said, I couldn't feel anything. But I noticed that his skin around those areas felt peculiar. I squinted my eyes. "Girls," I told my elder siblings as they leaned in, full of anticipation and worry. I lifted Clyde's arm and felt for a pulse under the musculus biceps brachii. I growled; sure enough, whatever was put on his other pulse areas was neglected to be put here. "He's 'pranking' us." Everyone let out a simultaneous groan, and I proceeded to give Clyde a swift kick to the arm.

"Ow!" he cringed immediately sitting up to nurse his wound. He and I both looked around at my siblings. When his eyes finally landed on me, I crossed my arms and took a step back, deciding to head to my room as my sisters released all of their emotional tension on the boy. I had a project to finish and, besides, I could always watch the recording of the action for research later.

Lucy's POV

"She could've at least tried to make this difficult," Lucy smirked inwardly as she filed through a bunch of recordings on Lisa's monitors. Her younger sister might've been a pro at hiding her advanced tech from her parents and siblings, but she really should've known better when it came
to the one sister who was a master at hiding in plain sight. It also helped that Lucy had taken computer classes so she could one day break into her younger sister's stuff (she figured she could use Lisa's research to bring back Dracula), but that was a given when you had a super smart sister. Lucy hummed to herself as she listened to the clickety-clack of her fingers against the keyboard as she hacked into the cameras. Moments later, the screens brightened, and footage from all over the house was being displayed on the televisions. "Awesome," she muttered in awe.

"Did you find what you're looking for?" Lisa asked. Lucy spun in her seat, a shocked gasp escaping her lips. Lisa was standing behind her, arms crossed and frowning. "I knew something was up when I found artificial matter on Clyde's most well known vitals," she explained. "It was well crafted, yes, but adding the facts that you didn't know all of his main points, and that only you know how to concoct such a film that so much resembles human skin, I knew you were a part of it. What I can't quite figure out is...why, exactly, are you in my secret camera room?"

Lucy just looked at Lisa for a moment, then sighed. "I'm only trying to find your video footage of the day Lincoln was accused to see if we could find proof that Lincoln is not guilty." She admitted. "I know Lincoln is not guilty Lisa, but all three of us knew that you wouldn't let us use your cameras to prove Lincoln's innocence if it meant you'd get in trouble. Again... we just figured that it'd be best if we took it without you noticing, and maybe I'd take the blame or something-"
Lucy was interrupted by Lisa raising a small singer in her face. Lisa then wordlessly proceeded to go to her computer, pushing her sister to the side. The raven haired girl sighed as she watched her younger sister begin to exit from everything that she'd opened while refusing to look at her. 'How am I going to explain all of this to Lincoln and Clyde.." She mourned to herself as Lucy clicked-clacked away on her keyboard. 'I knew I should've made a bigger distraction...'