User blog:Loudmouth1/The Loud Camp: Chapter 1

Chapter 1 of my second fanfiction. Comments are expected. Special thanks to EpsilonMk46 for writing the first 5 sentences.

Sypnosis
Lincoln, his sisters, and Clyde start to go camping at Grand Venture State Park, but Clyde is tricked by the Park Ranger.

Story (Chapter 1)
 (It was a peaceful day in The Loud House. Lincoln and Clyde are seen packing their bags full of clothes, snacks, bug sprays, and miscellaneous commodities for…. you guessed it: camping!)





 Lincoln: I can’t wait to go to camp soon!

 Clyde: You know it buddy! We’ll have two whole weeks with nothing but pure sunshine, treacherous forests…

 (Clyde takes out a pamphlet depicting the camp that everyone is going to.)

 Clyde: And the Grand Venture State Park!

 Lincoln: Wait. How are we going to watch ARGGH?

 Clyde: On their website! Hunter Spector will be live streaming the episodes!

 Lincoln: I guess we better pack our tablets!

 Rita: (yelling) Is everyone done packing?

 Everyone: YES!

 Lynn Sr: I got the tents!

 Rita: Let’s go!

 Clyde: Bye, Lincoln! Me and my dads will meet you there!

 Lincoln: Bye, Clyde!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Clyde leaves and walks to his house)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (The Loud Family walks to Vanzilla and puts their items in the back. When everyone walks in, Rita starts the car and The Loud Family drives off)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: I can’t wait to go back to Grand Venture!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: Me too, bro.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lisa: Let’s just hope that the deceitful Park Ranger doesn’t trick me again, just to save the state park from bankruptcy.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lola: Yeah. Who knows what the evil Park Ranger will do to us now?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lucy: Lincoln, I’m sorry for making you think that [http://theloudhouse.wikia.com/wiki/Raw_Deal <span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(17,85,204);text-decoration-line:underline;white-space:pre-wrap;">your day would end in disaster. ]

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: Lucy, I forgave you 1 year ago!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lisa: Invalid. You forgave her 9 months ago.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Lincoln and his younger sisters groan)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: Who wants to play football with me at camp?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lana: Me!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: I’m on Lana’s team.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: Come on, Linc. I’m closer to you than Lana, right?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: Well. . . not really.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: (sighs)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lucy: Lynn, that’s my thing.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: Of course.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lola: Football? Count me out.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Luan: I’m on Lynn’s side.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Leni: I’m also on Lynn’s team!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: It’s 2 against 3.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: Team Lana will win!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Luan: No, team Lynn will!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lori: Who wants to take a tour of the park?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Luna: This is gonna be rockin’!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lola: Way better than football.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lisa: The chances of finding a scientific discovery are 0.006 percent. I am still willing to join the expedition.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lucy: I’d like to take selfies with the bats.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lily: Poo-poo!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lori: I’ll take that as a yes.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Rita: A tour sounds nice.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn Sr: I might wanna play football. I’m on Lincoln’s team.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: (happily) Like I said, team Lana will win!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Rita parks the van and The Loud Family gets out)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Rita: Now to take out our stuff.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (The Loud Family goes to the back of the van and takes out their stuff)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn Sr: I’ll set up the tents.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Rita: (yelling) Kids, don’t go anywhere until your dad sets up the tents!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Everyone: Okay, Mom!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: We’ll play football right here.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lori: And we could take a tour of what’s around us!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn Sr: Yikes. Setting up these tents is harder than I thought!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: Okay. Everyone on Team Lynn, on the north. Everyone on Team Lana, to the south.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lana: Shouldn’t we wait for Dad?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Luan: You’re right.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (A frog hops by)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lana: Cool. A frog. I’ll name you Hops Jr.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn. Sr: I finished setting up the tents! Now to play football.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Rita: Okay, Lori. Where should we go first?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lori: We’re taking a tour of the lake first.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lucy: (to herself) I really wanted to see the bats. ..

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: Hut! Hut! Hike!!!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Lynn throws the football. Leni dodges it.)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: Leni, you were supposed to catch it!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Leni: It’s against the rules to catch it! This is football. You kick the ball.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: You kick the ball in soccer. You throw the ball in football.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Leni: Wrong!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: Oh, I’ll show you who’s wrong!!!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Lynn and Leni start fighting)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn Sr: Girls! No need to argue! Let Leni play football the way she wants to.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lynn: Good thing I packed 2 footballs!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Lynn hands Leni a football)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Leni: Thanks, Lynn.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: I’ll just play “football” with Leni.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Meanwhile, at the lake)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lori: So, is everyone enjoying the view?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Everyone (except Lucy) Yes!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lola: The lake is stunning this time of year! (takes photos)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lisa: Fascinating. The lake shows no signs of pollution.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lucy: (irritated) Ugh!! When will we go to the cave?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Rita: Wait, Lucy.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lori: Well, since you can’t wait any longer. . . off to the cave we go.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lucy: (happily) Finally!!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lola: Ugh! I wasn’t done taking pictures!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lisa: It’s better to put others’ needs before your own.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lola: Please.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Lori and the others go over to the cave. Clyde comes out of nowhere and bumps into Lori)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lori: Oh. Hey, Clyde.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: L-L-L-Lori??? (nosebleeds and faints)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lucy: Nosebleeds.I should write a poem about this.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Clyde wakes up)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: Has anyone seen Lincoln? We have to watch ARGGH! together!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Luna: He’s playing football with Lynn, Leni, Luan, Lana, and Dad.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lori: He’s near the entrance to the park.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: Dads, can we go back to the park entrance? Lincoln is there!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Harold & Howard: Sure, Clyde.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Harold, Howard, and Clyde are seen heading back to the park entrance)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lola: I’m not going the that rotten cave!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Rita: Okay, Lola. I’ll stay with you. Lori, take good care of Luna, Lisa, and Lily!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lori: Okay, Mom!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Meanwhile, at the park entrance, everyone was lying down, on the grass)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: Hey, Lincoln! Are you okay?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: Clyde! What took you so long?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: We got there before you. Since you weren’t there, me and my dads went to the geyser, the playground, and we were just getting out of the cave when I bumped into Lori. Why are you on the grass?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: (out of breath) We were playing football. Then, we quickly became tired and passed out on the floor.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: Get out your tablet! ARGGH is coming on soon!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: Really? What time is it?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: It’s 5:57.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Lincoln and Clyde get out their tablets)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: Quick, tap on the livestream!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: I did!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (ARGGH! suddenly comes onto the livestream)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Hunter Spector: Today, I’m exploring the Loud House in Royal Woods. Too bad there’s no one here. They could’ve been guest stars!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: What the- Clyde, he’s exploring our house!!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Cldye’s eyes are glued to the screen when a dowl lands on his head)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: (irritated) What the- (Clyde swats the dowl away. The dowl lands onto the ground)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: Wait. Was that an owl? With antlers?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: Nope.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: Yes it is! I can’t believe it! I made a scientific discovery!! I’ll call it. . . The Dowl!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: Clyde, the “dowl” is obviously fake! Even Lily knows that!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: Lincoln, for the last time, the dowl is real!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (The dowl’s fake antlers fall off, thus making it an ordinary owl)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: (disappointed) You were right, Lincoln. I’m sorry for not listening to you.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: It’s okay, Clyde.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: But who tried to trick us?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: It was the Park Ranger!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (Lincoln and Clyde turn around to see the Park Ranger with a guilty look on his face)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Park Ranger: What are you looking at?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: We’re looking at you!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Park Ranger: I didn’t do anything!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: Oh, yeah? Then why do you look so guilty?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Park Ranger: Well-I-Ummm. . ..

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> (The Park Ranger runs away in horror)

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Hunter Spector: Well, that’s it for ARGGH! Next on ARGHH, we’ll be exploring the McBride house!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: Hunter Spector is exploring my house next?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: (annoyed) Yes, Clyde. And we missed the entire show!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Clyde: Stupid owl!

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Lincoln: Oh well. At least there’s tomorrow.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">