Mii Loud House Novels & Stories

“Then act like it — you’ll be moving into my house tomorrow.” The system blinked red in front of me. > [Mission Accepted.] [Welcome to Level Two: Domestic Disaster Mode.]

And once again, the room was filled with cutleries scraping against plates, no one's saying shit. At Ray's house, meals are loud. We'll talk about nothing and everything, laughing with our mouths full and arguing over the last slice of pizza. But here? It sucks. It's like sitting in a morgue, pretending to be alive. Minutes pass in silence and we are done with dinner after dessert. The maids flood the room and start packing the used dishes. I dab my lips with a napkin just as the last maid scurries out of the hall. Then, I stand up, my chair screeching lightly against the floor, ready to leave. But father's voice stops me.

"The noise is so loud " I shout at Mia who is already looking jittery with excitement . "Isn't this fun she hits me while she laughs already acting as if she is drunk without having a sip of alcohol already . It is quite obvious that she doesn't need alcohol or to get drunk; she is naturally high without the drugs to go with it . "Remember the plan you promised thag you would follow " I ask and she nods like a child listening to a teacher giving instructions "Stay close to each other "

Grabbing Wood by his collar, Mia drags him to the wall and presses him against it before she kicks the door shut. Face smashed against the wall, Wood didn’t even get to raise his head before Mia presses his side tight on it. Panicking the short man has to shrill: “Easy, easy! Please, I’m playing along!” His scream is too loud for the quite hallway, and Mia has to hit him on the head: “Shut up! A year ago, the Moore family’s incident. Keep your voice low. I’m not deaf. Go.” “The Moore Family?” Wood pauses at that name and quickly realizes it, “You work for Luna Mia!”

she yelled and then ripped the door to the refrigerator open again. Mj grabbed two bottles and slammed the door before storming out of the kitchen and toward the front porch. As Mj marched into the main living area, she was met with a cluster of wide eyes illuminated only by the large television screen they sat in front of. “Mox is out front,” Eli yelled from the center of a sofa covered in the half dressed bodies of more women than Mj cared to count, and she smiled gratefully before looking toward the t.v., “what are you watching,” she asked as the harmony of screams and technicolor fake blood flashed across the screen, “it’s called The Howling two,” Mack yelled over the top of the chaos o

Like Mia promised, she introduced Chloe as her best friend to everyone. They are now looking around Matteo's house, where he is hosting the barbecue. The house is a two-story building, with 3 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms. The ground floor has a huge living area, where he moved the furniture to the walls to create much space for the guests. There is a small makeshift dance floor arranged to one side of the living area and the kitchen is filled with different kinds of liquors.

Mj started to hum out of habit as she finished mopping and began to wipe down the tables and chairs so they could close Lou’s down for the night. “It was so odd to have help around that wasn't Lou” Mj thought as she continued cleaning up. “Not once today did she step foot in the back and it was kinda nice, but also terrifying because she wasn't sure what state it would be in, But that was really Lou’s problem anyway” she thought “he was the one who asked these adorable hooligans to come help out and she was honestly glad he did” she thought smiling to herself. Mj didn't know why Lou had been hiding such a lively group, they were definitely people Mj was sure she could feel comfortable aroun

Loud said restlessly. "I feel the same, but it's Death we're talking about. I don't think Micheal is coming out of that basement alive." Jinx replied, unsure. "No, there has to be something, there has to be." Loud shook his head, running towards the manor. "Loud!" Jinx went after him. -- [Igor's Suite] The tapping sounds of laptop keys could be heard as Igor's fingers danced on the system board. His eyes are fixed on it. Andrei is behind him, watching his every move.

For a brief moment, the quiet of the house returned, until Mia’s half-laugh, half-yelp echoed from behind the door. “You trickster! You lied to me, ah, Maurice!” she exclaimed, her playful protest melting into laughter that filled the room like a melody and soon turned into soft moans. And then the house was silent again, except for the sound of warm water and whispered affection.