"Boys, breakfast is ready!"

The young man groaned and stirred in his bed. He did not feel like getting up right now. In fact, he felt like sleeping for the rest of the day. "Boys! I'm not hearing anyone moving!" He grunted. It seemed like his brothers didn't feel like getting up either. "Alright then," the voice called warningly. "You leave me no choice. Brutus!"

His eyes shot open, but he didn't even get five seconds to prepare before a figure came bursting into his room. It was a large black and white Great Dane. He tried to get up, but the dog pounced on top of him and began licking his face. "Gah! Hey! Stop it! Get off me Brutus! Down! Bad dog, bad dog! Why do you always come for me first?!"

"You feel like getting up now?"

He growled. "Okay! Okay dang it I'm awake! Call him off!"

"Down Brutus!"

The dog suddenly stopped and jumped down onto the floor, looking at the boy and panting happily. He wiped his face off and glared at the beast. Usually Brutus always listened to him, but apparently his aunt outranked him in the pecking order. Which honestly wasn't really a surprise. "Traitor," he muttered as he rolled out of bed.

He washed up and quickly got dressed in his usual attire. A green shirt with star made of stone on the front, black jeans, and white tennis shoes. On his arm and neck you could see parts of a tribal spearhead tattoo on him. He looked in the mirror and ran his hand through his hair, which was short and curly. It was getting a little too long through. He needed to go the barber and get it cut soon.

He sighed. That was right. He needed to find a new barber.

Fifteen year old Benjamin Brittle had tried to be optimistic when his Aunt Berta told him and his brothers that they were moving. He knew it was a big opportunity for her, and he didn't want to come off as whiny. But having to leave behind still kind of sucked. A new school. New people. New everything.

But hey, he'd only been here one day. Maybe Royal Woods wouldn't be so bad. He made his way out of his room, which was still filled with packed boxes, and into the hallway. He saw one of his brothers' doors opening up as well. Seemed like Brutus jumping on him was enough to get them up.

The first to greet him was Bruno. At seventeen Bruno was a hulking muscular young man. Years of sports and exercise had given him muscles upon muscles, and he was by far the most intimidating figure in the Brittle family. He wore a black tank top which showed off much more of his tribal sun tattoos than his younger brothers, orange sports shorts, and black tennis shoes. Unlike Ben he opted to just shave his head, saying caring for hair was too much of a hassle.

"Morning little brother! Enjoy the wake up bath?" he asked with a hearty laugh.

"Very funny cue ball," Ben said scowling at him.

The next door opened up and the second eldest of the Brittle brothers walked out. Sixteen year old Bruce Brittle was a tall and lanky boy, towering even over Bruno height wise. He wore a blue sleeveless jersey and black shorts, along brown sandals. He had his hair cut into a buzz cut, and there were tribal lizard tattoos running down his arms. He simply offered his brothers a short wave, looking stoic as ever.

"Morning," Ben and Bruno greeted back. Their brother was a pretty friendly guy, but he was a man of few words. He preferred a simple wave or nod rather than conversation.

The next door open and Ben scowled. Fourteen year old Beck Brittle was his least favorite brother. Not that he didn't love him. He loved all his brothers despite how annoying they could be. But Beck was the one who annoyed him the most. He wore a red shirt with a lightning bolt on the front, blue jeans, and black sneakers. Like his brother he had tribal tattoos of his own. They resembled sea shells. His hair was tied into short dreadlocks.

"Morning jerks," he greeted with a smirk.

"Screw you mop top," Ben said irritated.

Bruno sighed and nudged him. "C'mon now, let's not get started this early in the morning ya'll. We're all still a little cranky from the move, but once we get some food in us we'll be all good," he said. Bruce nodded, Ben grunted, and Beck just shrugged his shoulders. Bruno had always been the peacemaker of the family. "Now, where are the-?"

The last door opened up and two identical looking boys ran out. Billy and Brady were the youngest of the Brittle brothers at twelve years old. They both wore yellow t-shirts, brown cargo shorts, and sandals, and both had their hair cut into Mohawks. The only really difference between them was the fact that one of them, Brady, was missing a front tooth.

Unlike their older brothers, they had no tattoos of their own to show off. "Speak of the devils, and they shall appear," Beck said as he watched them zip down the hallway.

Bruno sighed before reaching down and plucking the youngest of the group up by the back of their shirts. "Now come on you two. You know Aunt Berta doesn't like us running in the halls."

They both smiled at the larger boy. "We're hungry!" Brady said.

Billy nodded along with him. "Yeah, and we want to see the town!"

Bruno chuckled. "Guess I can't blame you for being excited. C'mon, let's go ear and then we'll hit the town. Can't go scouting on an empty stomach now can we?"

Benjamin snorted. He didn't see how his brothers were so calm about this. Bruno and the twins in particular seemed like the move didn't bother them at all. After a nudge from Brutus, who had still been following behind him the whole time, he put his star shaped headphones on and decided to head downstairs to get something on his stomach. The rest of his brothers followed after him, his music drowning out their conversation.

When they got to the kitchen they were greeted by the sight of their Aunt Berta. She was a woman who looked like she was in her late twenties or early thirties. She had long black hair tied into a pony tail, and wore a purple blouse and black pants. Her own Tiki patterned tattoos could be seen on her back and arms.

She turned around and set the last plate on the table. "There's my warriors! I made you guys a nice big breakfast for your first day here. I know you're probably tired of having to eat all that fast food crap on the way here." The boys looked over the spread on the table. Eggs, bacon, sausage, and waffles. It had been a while since they'd had a breakfast this big.

"Looks good Aunt Berta."

"Got that right," Beck said sniffing into the air.

"I needed a nice home cooked meal," Bruno said rubbing his hands together.

"Nice way to kick off the day!" the twins said excitedly.

Bruce hummed and nodded.

They all took their seats, but not before each giving their aunt a kiss on the cheek. She took a seat at the head of the table. "So boys, have you finished unpacking yet?"

"Nope."

"Nah-uh."

"No."

She sighed. "Well you better get it done. I don't want you procrastinating until opening day. I want you all settled in and ready to start when the café opens. Understand?" The brothers all nodded, except Benjamin who'd been picking at his food. "Ben? Are you listening?"

He looked up slightly surprised. Then he took his headphones off. "Hmm? Oh yeah. I'll finish unpacking later."

Berta frowned. She knew of all her nephews Benjamin was taking the move the hardest. He had been the one who'd left behind the most in their old town. "Are you okay?" she asked.

He looked up at her and put on his best smile. "It's all good auntie. I'll get over it. You just focus on the opening. We're gonna blow this town away."

Bruno reached over and ruffled his hair. "Good on you little brother! Don't worry, we'll get used to this place in no time," he said happily.

"I hope there's fun stuff to do!" Brady cheered.

"I hope there's weird people to meet!" Billy yelled.

"I hope there's cute girls to date," Beck said.

Berta huffed. "Alright now. I know this is a new place and new kids usually get some attention, but I don't want you running around with any floozy you come across. Your Brittle men, if you bring a girl home I expect her to be a class act. And goes double for you Beck."

"Hey!"

"So, what are you boys planning on doing today?"

"Gonna hit the town and check out what there is to do around here. Maybe meet a few of the locals while we're at it."

"Well, that sounds like fun. Don't stay out too late though. You have to get up early and register for school tomorrow." The boys all groaned. "Oh, and I need one of you to stay behind and help me with making cookies for the neighbors."

Ben raised an eyebrow. "Why are you making cookies for the neighbors?"

"Because it's polite. These are going to be our new neighbors, and we want to get off on the right foot. And once they get a sample taste of them they'll be dying to come and eat more at the opening. So, who's gonna be my assistant for the day?"

The boys all looked at each other with a glare. Without saying a word they all threw their fist in the middle of the table. "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" They all chose rock. "Tie go again!" This time it was paper. "Tie, go again!" Scissors. "Tie, go again!"

"Dang it!" Ben shouted angrily. He'd chosen rock while everyone else chose paper.

"Hah! Have fun at home baking!" Beck taunted.

Ben narrowed his eyes at him. "Brutus, get him."

"AH!"

After his brothers left, Ben and his aunt started working in the kitchen. Since they had spent years living and working with her, they all had some basic baking experience. Ben worked on the batter while his aunt slid another tray into the oven. "How that's batter coming Ben?" He stuck his finger in it before taking a taste. "That wasn't permission to eat it by the way."

He quickly got back to stirring the batter again. "It's fine Auntie."

After she closed the oven and set another timer, she turned around towards him. "Ben, do you want to talk about this whole thing?" she asked.

"Nope," he said bluntly. The less he talked about this the more he could get it out of his mind.

"Well, we're going to anyway," she said leaning on the counter next to him. "Listen, I know that this move wasn't really fair to you boys. Especially you. You left a lot behind, and I understand how frustrating it can be to have to start over in a new place. But I want you to know that I really appreciate how mature you've been about this."

She reached over and patted him on the head. He resisted the urge to push her hand off his hair. "Just try and focus on all the good that can come out of this. You still have your brothers, and you can make a bunch of new friends. I bet you could even start a new band."

He shrugged. "Meh, I'm not worrying about the band right now. Just gonna focus on the café. But you're right. I'll do my best to stop trying to be such a downer."

"That's the spirit. Hey, you might even meet a cute girl," she said nudging him with her elbow.

Ben snorted. While the Brittle brothers had a habit of catching the ladies' eyes, he himself had never had the best luck when it came to the fairer sex. "Yeah, okay. Sure I will."

"Don't doubt the words of Auntie Berta. Now hand me that batter and run down to the store. We need to get a few more bags of chocolate chips since I'm pretty sure the twins were eating them in the car on the way here. I'll go get you some cash."

Ben put the bowl down and made a mental note to strangle the twins later. "Don't sweat about the money Auntie B, it's on me." He made his way out before she could argue with him.

After getting his motorbike from the garage he made his way towards the convenient store he saw a few blocks down when they moved in. He glanced around at the neighborhood as he went by. It was a pretty nice place. It admittedly seemed a lot nicer than their old neighborhood. He might even be able to walk around at night here.

Suddenly he spotted another building as he passed by. It was an arcade. He slowed down slightly, tempted to stop and scope the place house. But then he remembered what he was supposed to be doing. The store, he needed to go to the store.

But… was that Guitar Gladiator?! He hadn't seen one of those in ages. The one they use to have in his arcade back home got shut down. Everyone stopped playing because they couldn't beat his high score. He glanced towards the store, which was right down the street, then at the arcade. Maybe a few minutes wouldn't hurt.

"I am the Guitar Gladiator King!" Ben shouted lifting his arms into the air.

The crowd behind him cheered loudly as they watched the results of his performance. He'd managed to get yet another perfect score. This was the tenth one in a row. He turned around and soaked in the attention from the strangers cheering him on. It had started off as one or two people, but once they realized he was about to beat the high score, more started gathering.

Whoever that L.L person who had the top spot before was, they were pretty good. He hadn't seen anyone with a score that big back home. But he'd still managed to beat it, even if it was only by a few dozen points. "I don't believe it! I didn't think anyone was going to beat Luna's score! Who is this guy?!" A random teen asked.

"No idea. But he's killing it," Another answered.

Ben bowed towards them all dramatically. It was true he'd been down since he got here, but this was exactly what he needed to lift his spirits. Having people cheer his name as he slayed it on Guitar Gladiator reminded him of being back home. "Thank you, thank you! It was nothing!"

"Nah, it was definitely something dude," he looked up and then saw a girl standing before him. She clapped slowly as she made her way past the crowd and towards him. The crowd gasped and stood back in awe as she approached. Ben raised an eyebrow at her. Who was this chick? "I didn't think anyone would ever beat my high score. You got some serious skills."

He looked slightly surprised. "So I'm guessing your L.L?" he asked.

"Luna Loud," she introduced. "Hardcore rocker, and all around awesome girl."

He smirked. "Ben Brittle. Also a rocker, and the new king of this console," he said patting the machine. "Don't feel too bad. Your old score was nothing to scoff at. I'm pretty sure no one is going to be able to take your number two spot either."

She smirked right back. "Well, I guess my old score was okay. Just hadn't bothered to come back and beat it since I got the game at home and nobody else in town could come close. Then I get a call saying someone totally broke it, and I had to see it myself," she stepped up on top of the stand beside him. "Been a white since I played this head to head with someone. Since your pretty good, how about we have ourselves a little showdown?"

The crowd let started to Ooh as the challenge was thrown down. Ben chuckled. He couldn't remember the last time someone had the guts to play him in this game. "Oh, you want to go head to head? You sure you're ready to lose your top score and get beat one on one by the new kid in the same day?"

"Don't you worry dude, I'll be taking my title and smoking you at the same time," she said as she cracked her knuckles and picked up the second guitar. "Legendary mode?"

"You know it. And since its ladies first, you can pick the song."

"Sure you want to give me the home field advantage?"

"I don't need it."

"Oh, gutsy. Luna likes."

They turned towards the screen and picked their characters. Luna scrolled through the lists of songs and eventually picked one she thought would be fair to both of them. The game began loading and the crowd cheered in anticipation of the upcoming battle. The song began starting up, and Ben got ready to begin his turn.

"Listen up, strap in, notify your next of kin,

You're about to take a ride, a little on the blazing side,

Guzzle down your Red Bull, you're gonna need a bucket full,

You're watching me accelerate and tear apart the interstate."

Ben bobbed his head and moved about as he hit every single note that popped up on screen. He had never heard this song before, but he was still getting hyped.

"A certified monster I'm an absolute trip,

Like Otis Redding, hard to handle so you better get a grip,

A super-fast, superfly, bonafide wise guy.

Call the morgue and say goodbye, write your will; it's time to die."

He turned towards the crowd not even bothering to look at the screen, but still hitting every note. He'd played this game so many times by now he could tell which buttons to hit just by hearing the music itself. He fell to the ground and started head banging, gaining even more applause.

"Caffeine. I'm caffeine.

Caffeine. I'm caffeine.

I'm a bad dream.

I'm a rad scene.

I'm a tad mean.

But I'm not afraid to take you out."

He smirked at Luna as he finished the last part. The crowd was going wild, and only got wilder as Luna began her turn.

"I'm a cheetah on the plains, I'm the highway star,

A supersonic princess in a million dollar car,

Blood on fire pumping through my veins,

Weaving in and out while I'm bolting through the lanes!"

Ben watched as Luna blew through the song every bit as easily as he did. He was glad he'd gotten to play a few more games before she got here. Had he not been able to shake off some of the rust from not playing in so long, he'd be really worried about losing right now.

"I'm hyperdrive, overdrive, hit the gas at fifty-five,

Breakneck, trainwreck, in my presence genuflect,

Track-roundin', speed-a-soundin', 'lectrifyin', pulse-poundin',

Heart-pumpin', brain-thumpin', watch me get the party jumpin'!"

Luna, who'd had her eyes closed, danced around and jumped from side to side. But like Ben, she hadn't missed a single note."

"Caffeine, I'm caffeine.

Caffeine, I'm caffeine.

I'm a bad dream.

I'm a rad scene.

I'm a tad mean.

But I'm not afraid to take you out."

The scores were completely even, and the screen soon lit up with the words tie breaker. Ben and Luna both faced each other as both of their screens started the final segment of the song.

"Yo listen up, I hope you like it hot.

Grab yourself a mug, 'cause I made a fresh pot.

Come and get a dose of my kick-butt java.

Fuelin' your addiction with this thick black lava."

The two of them stared off as they focused on keeping up the pace. They both knew one missed note could be what determined the winner here.

"We can do up an espresso, or the cappuccino way.

Sure to get your fix, venti or grande.

Sugar, Splenda, Equal, maybe Sweet'N Low.

Everybody's happy when they hanging with Joe; let's go!"

The both of them put everything they had into the last part. They had both figured neither one was going to miss any notes, so they were desperately hoping to outscore the other in style points.

"Caffeine, I'm caffeine.

Caffeine, I'm caffeine.

I'm a bad dream.

I'm a rad scene.

I'm a tad mean.

But I'm not afraid to take you out."

The song to an end, and the both of them were breathing heavily. The crowd was going absolutely insane. They had never seen such a close battle in the arcade before. The two stared each other down for a few more seconds before turning towards the screen. Both their scores had shattered the previous high score and were only going up further.

"New high score!" the game shouted. The points slowly came to a stop, and Ben grew wide eyed when he saw that she had managed to beat him by two points in the style section. "Player 2, you rock! Sorry, but you're done player one!"

Luna threw her hands up in the air and turned towards the crowd before yelling out in victory. "WOOOO! Luna Loud is the queen of the console! Yes!"

Ben kept staring at the screen for a few seconds. He lost. He couldn't even remember the last time he lost at any type of rhythm game. He let out a sigh before turning to Luna. She looked back at him with a smile. "Well Luna Loud, I gotta admit, you were the better rocker. At least for today anyway."

She laughed. "Thanks dude. You got some really sick skills yourself. You ever wanna go for a rematch, I'm always game." She lifted her fist up.

"Oh, you know it. I'm taking that top spot eventually," he said bumping her fist.

"So are you like new in town? I haven't seen you around before."

"Yeah, just moved in with- Oh my god I forgot the chips!" he shouted. He took off for the doors and the convenience store. As he passed through the crowd a few people patted him on the back and congratulated him on the performance. He quickly thanked them all as he rushed out.

Luna smiled as she watched him go. "Catch ya around dude..."

Ben burst through the door holding a bag full of chocolate chips. He was breathing heavily and sweating all over. His aunt Berta turned and looked at him confused. "I… got the chips," he said in between breaths.

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Yeah, you were gone for like two hours so I just decided to use M&M's instead." Ben sighed and hung his head. So he'd did all that for nothing. "I would have called you and told you but like I said, you made me wait two hours, so I figured making you run back here was a good punishment. What took you so long?"

Ben leaned against the counter. "Nothing. I just made a quick stop by the arcade. They had a Guitar Gladiator console and I had to play. I just got that rocker rush, you know?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I know how you get with music. So how long much did you take the high score by?" she asked curiously.

He hesitated for a moment. "Huh… yeah, about that…"

Berta looked surprised. "Wait, you didn't beat the high score?"

"Well, yeah, I did. But then the person who had the last score showed up and we went head to head and… I kind of lost."

"You lost to someone in Guitar Gladiators?! I've never seen you lose in that game! This guy must have really been something to go toe to toe with you."

"…it wasn't a guy."

She grew wide eyed. "Wait, you mean…" He scowled and crossed his arms. "AH! You met a girl today! You actually met a girl! A girl who could beat you in Guitar Gladiators! I called it! I said you would meet a girl here and it didn't even take one-"

"Whoa, whoa, time out! All we did was play some Guitar Gladiators-"

"For two hours?" she asked.

"It was only one match! I left after that. It doesn't even come close to qualifying as what you're trying to make it out to be. So just go ahead and drop that crazy idea out of your head."

"What was her name?" she asked.

Ben sighed. She was not going to leave him alone until she got answers. "If I tell you about what happened will you promise not to tell the others about it? The last thing I need is them teasing me all day about this crap."

"I promise. Now spill."

"Her name was Luna Loud…"

A/N: For countless years(three) I have slumbered. But now I have arisen once more! What's up people. I know it's been a long time since I updated anything on this site, but I'd just been so busy with... life. That and writer's block was kicking the crap out of me. But recently I've been really getting into and binge watching the Loud House, and I got the spark again. And this time I have a lot more experience writing too, so hopefully you guys will be willing to come along for this crazy ride.

I hope you guys liked the first chapter. I know this was a little OC heavy, but don't worry. I just wanted to get introductions out of the way early, and the rest of the Loud Family will be making their appearance next chapter. This story is meant to revolve around Ben and Luna. I really like Luna's character. I've always been a sucker for the hardcore rocker types anyhow.

So some little details about the chapter. The mention of the tattoos I made when describing their looks was because Brittle family is half Samoan. In the Samoan culture tattoos all have different meaning behind them.

Bruno's sun tattoos represent brilliance and leadership.

Bruce's lizard tattoos represent protection from evil and illness, as well as regrowth and survival from disaster.

Ben's spear tattoos represent courage and fight.

Beck's shell tattoos represent abundance and riches. They can also represent intimacy.

Bertha's tiki tattoos represent a form of protection.

The twins don't have any because the youngest you can get them in Samoan culture is fourteen. But if they did it would be the ocean, which represent Marquesan cross, which represent balance between elements, or harmony.

The song used in the Guitar Gladiator segment was 'Caffeine' by Jeff Williams, Casey Lee Williams, and Lamar Hall. For anyone who watched RWBY(which I highly recommend) you'd know it as the song played during team CFVY's entrance during the breach. RWBY has a lot of awesome rock songs, and you'll probably see more in this fic as well as other shows and cartoons since I couldn't write an original song to save my life.

Alright then, hope you enjoyed! Don't for get to leave a review! I want to know what you guys thought!