User blog:American Titan/AT's Famous Fanficks 11: "Peeking Through The Fourth Wall- Fury Of Lincoln Loud" (My Uncut Version)

Author's Note: Welcome back, my lovelies! Today, I have an interesting fanfiction to share with you all. This one is actually my original, uncut submission to MrTyeDye for his Peeking Through The Fourth Wall #20 fanfiction, which reviewed and poked fun at "Fury Of Lincoln Loud", by WildKirbyAtrox. This submission may seem vastly different from the final product that MrTyeDye owns, but that is because he looked over this entire document (that I wrote entirely) and picked out some of the best gags to add to his version. Through spreading word around, TyeDye received a LOT of submissions to add to his version of PTTFW #20 from various users, and he used a lot of gags inside his from all of those different users!

I first heard of the PTTFW series through the Loud House Wiki Discord. I never even heard of it before that, because I'm not a huge fanfiction reader, but I checked out the first review in the series, and the concept blew me away. It was so unique and so well written. No wonder it gathered a cult following over time, along with Tye's other works. I was browsing TyeDye's user blog on the Loud House Wiki when I saw a blog detailing how he needed help from the fans with writing his newest story, PTTFW #20. Curious, I decided to get more details on this contest through Tye's Deviantart page, where I saw in the comments section that Tye himself admitted that he wasn't getting enough submissions to complete the story, and he might have had to resort to writing his own gags into it, which he didn't want to do originally. I decided that since Tye needed the extra helping hand (and thinking of all the recognition my name would get in the credits of a TyeDye fanfiction), I contacted the man himself to show my interest in assissting him. After gazing through the entire fanfiction at hand, "Fury Of Lincoln Loud", I noticed that I could actually critique the entire story, with a whole arsenal of gags and jokes by my side.

I wrote this entire piece in one day. Laying on my bed for about six hours (with a few small breaks) typing up this bad boy. I was motivated by the thrill of writing, which kept me going. This one was so fun to work on, and was the first fanfiction (in the main series) since "The Black Rose" that I wrote by myself, without the assistance of a co-writer. The writing experience on this one reminded me most of when I wrote all of my old, old Creepypasta Critic reviews, most famously known for being featured on the Trollpasta Wiki, gaining a tiny cult following before all of them were taken down by the site's administrators for not adhering to the wiki's infamous low quality stories. You don't say?

Going in, I understood that not all of my jokes would be used in the final version. The final PTTFW #20 that MrTyeDye posted is more akin to his previous entries into the PTTFW series, while I feel like mine was more comedy-based, and similar to an episode of Nostalgia Critic (guess what i based the Creepypasta Critic on, wink, wink!). While I didn't interact much with MrTyeDye before this collaboration, I saw that he could sometimes be an honest critic who will truthfully point out if something is wrong with a fanfiction. So I felt honored that the only thing that he pointed out for me to change in editing was a line in the intro, so that the title and author of the story being reviewed here would be first and foremost. To me, that was a sign that I was in the right direction.

While I do enjoy the final version of Peeking Through The Fourth Wall #20, especially seeing some of my gags in Tye's version and my name in the fanfiction's credits, I had a blast creating my own personal take of Tye's series. Everyone else who contributed to the final version did an excellent job. But I have a soft spot for this version of it, too. The comedy, sideplots, and character interactions here still hold up like fine wine, even after reading this one multiple times around. I hope you enjoy my uncut version of PTTFW #20 as much as I do! (P.S.: Thanks to MrTyeDye himself for granting me permission to post this version of the story in public!) -American Titan

Lincoln: Hello, I’m the Creepypasta Critic! I remember it because it’s my-

Lucy: Wrong series, Lincoln.

Lincoln: Wait, which one is this again?


 * Lisa whispers into Lincoln’s ear*

Lincoln:...we’re doing it for TyeDye, now?


 * Lisa whispers more stuff into Lincoln’s ear*

Lincoln: Ahh. Well then, apparently we’re all putting in a “Peeking Through The Fourth Wall” entry for MrTyeDye’s new collaboration story, despite it being the same stuff I used to do years ago for those “trollpasta” wiki sites (under a different series name). It appears that the fanfiction being focused on today is called “Fury of Lincoln Loud” by WildKirbyAtrox.

Lori: Tye’s literally a great author, by the way.

Lincoln: I was wondering why the gang was here beside me for this one.

Lucy: American Titan here is probably filling in because Tye’s too lazy to review his own fanfictions. ;)

Lincoln: Oh, forgot to mention. Say hello to the readers, AT!

American Titan (shyly): hi

Lincoln: He’s one of the authors contributing to several of the quips you’re about to see in this entry!

Lola (to AT): The best part is that you’ll still be rotting in obscurity even after this. Hee heeee…


 * American Titan gives Lola a dirty look*

Lincoln: Lola, stop teasing the writers. They have the power to cut you out of this review, you know.

Lola: Eep!


 * She zips her mouth closed with a zipper attached to her lips.*

Lincoln: But anyways, I’m here with most of my lovely sisters by my side today, all in one room.

Luan: Lincoln, why did you have to pick YOUR room? Feels like a Manhattan shuttle bus in here.

Lincoln: We have Lori, Leni, Luna, Luan, Lynn, Lucy, Lana, Lola, and Lisa as our “celebrity” cast members today.

Lori: Lexi’s out at a Smash Brothers tournament, so she couldn’t make it here. I just hope she doesn’t put the “Smash” in “Smash Bros” there.

Lana: Then where’s Lily?

Lori: At a...pooping tournament? I dunno.


 * cut to the 74th Royal Woods Annual Feces Fling, held at the city dumpster*

Mayor Stinkerton: Fellow disgraced citizens of our lovely, stinky town, it is my honor to reward the first place trophy to this year’s new, underdog winner of the shot put challenge. Please welcome, the newest reigning champion: Lily Loud!


 * Lily goes onto the stage by blowing fart clouds so powerful, that they levitate her up into the air. As she hovers next to Mayor Stinkerton, she grasps the trophy into her hands and tears up.*

Lily: Poo...poo.

Feces Fling Audience Members: POO POO! POO POO! POO POO! YEAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

Rita: THAT’S MY BABY! WOO HOOOOOOO!


 * cut back to the sisters and Lincoln crammed inside of the bedroom for the review*

Lori (with a disgusted look): I’ve heard it’s a…...weird competition.

Lincoln: Wow, that got off-topic. OK, ANYWAYS, onto the show!

Luna: We’re already off to a good start when we see that even the author himself currently regrets writing this turd.

Lisa: Even skimming through this one at a quick glance is painful. The caps lock is strong with this rage-filled mess of poor characterization.

Lincoln: Well, let’s not push it off any longer. We need to rip the bandage off as quick as we can.


 * Leni proceeds to quickly rip off a bandage on her leg that was covering up a bruise.*

Leni: YEEEEE-OUCH!


 * Lisa facepalms herself.*

Lincoln: This is “Fury Of Lincoln Loud”! - Narrator Lincoln: We open on a peaceful, normal day in our house. You know, after a defcon attack. - Just a day after the sisters had gone through a DEFCON situation in the Loud House, Lincoln slowly opens the door of his parent's room. He looks around to see if his sisters are around, but to his surprise they're not present. Slowly and quietly, Lincoln exits the master bedroom and attempts to make his way towards the stairs... Only to be confronted by an angry group of Loud Sisters as they loom over him. - Lori: To be frank, I never understood why all of us sisters are always seen standing side by side to one another on a common basis. Unless the cameras are rolling as we film our show at Nickelodeon Studios, we literally never get this close.

Luna: We have our own lives, too, you know! We can’t all be home every day.

Luan: Unlike Calvin And Hobbes creator Bill Watterson. :D - "Oh, hey guys... So I took your advice, and stayed out of your fighting like you said," Said Lincoln. - Lincoln: Day 37 of avoiding 2 player Mortal Kombat inside of my house...health draining...energy fading...need, aspirin…

Luna: Bro, it’s not the end of the world. There’s other less violent video games to play out there.

Lincoln:...test your might…


 * Luna proceeds to back away from Lincoln slowly*

Luna: Err, I’ve had my fair share of this in the past 37 days. I’m taking a brb break, guys.

Lincoln:...test your might…

Lola: Oh crud, he’s gonna blow! Everyone, duck!


 * Everyone except Lynn, who is confused, ducks.*

Lincoln:...MORTAL KOMBAT!!!


 * The Mortal Kombat theme plays as Lincoln grabs Lynn and brings the both of them into his dresser drawer.*

Lynn: OH GOD, NO, PLEASE HELP


 * With the music still playing, Lincoln proceeds to have a “loud” fistfight with Lynn inside of the small drawer. Everyone peeks their eyes open and stands back up. Luna reenters the room.*

Luna:...It’s safe now, right?

Lori: Err, kinda.


 * The sisters peer back at the rustling drawer.*

Lincoln (screams from within the dresser): FATALITY. KO!

Lynn: Ack! A bloody nose! Well TAKE THIS, YOU MOTHER-


 * The brutal brawl continues on.*

Leni: Mayyyyyybeeeeeeeee we should continue this review. The fight could take a while.

Everyone Except For Lincoln And Lynn: Agreed. - "So I take it that you were able to solve your problems without me involved... Right?" Unfortunately for Lincoln, the sisters still look upset. And then Lori spoke.

"Yes... We DID solve our problems again. But then we realized that the real reason why things go wrong is because of YOU!" - Lucy: You heard it here, folks. Lincoln is confirmed to be literally Satan.

Leni: So LINCOLN is who you pray to every night! Ahh, I understand now.

Lola: Lincoln apparently creates all of the other problems across the globe, too.

Lisa: Stockmarket crashes!

Luan: Electing Donald Trump as president!

Luna: Chik Fil A’s anti-LGBT views!

Lana: 7 Eleven!

Lori: I think you meant 9/11, Lana.

Lana: No, I mean 7 Eleven. Their overpriced Slurpees blow monkey chunks. - Lola adds, "YEAH! Every time you ALWAYS RUIN EVERYTHING!"

"No wonder we were always fighting each other, Bro!" Lynn Jr. says in response to what Lori and Lola shouted.

Lincoln was at a loss for words. Sure, there have been moments when he made huge mistakes, such as filming a large portion of his sisters doing embarassing things and then uploading the edited video on the internet in an attempt to win a trophy, when he stole Lynn's bike and… - Lucy: Alright, I’ll do the audience a favor by giving this part a fast forward.


 * Lucy clicks the fast forward button on a remote that speeds the story up.*

LOSTITONACCIDENTFORCINGHISSISTERSTOBEHAVEPROPERLYFORHISPERFECTPICTUREFORTHEIRPARENTSWEDDINGANNIVERSARY

Lucy: Blah, blah, blah, a bunch of other incidents that Lincoln messed up on. It just forms a tedious, hard to read wall of text.


 * Lucy presses a soundbite button on the remote.*

Remote: “So ‘Skip It’, ‘Skip It’!” - Narrator Luna: So my lil bro tries to suck up to his beautiful sisters...very poorly, I might add. - "But, don't I always make up for my actions? I mean I DID stay out of your next big argument-," but Lincoln gets interrupted by Lori. - Lana: Our “next” big argument? What, he can see into the distant future now?

Lucy: Dangit, I told him not to touch my crystal ball without asking! - "That's not the point, twerp! It's ALWAYS your fault!" Lori said. - Luan: Maybe Lincoln should go up in his room and get some help from his OOOOODDPARENTS, FAIRLY ODDPARENTS!

Lola: You know, the babysitter’s voice on that show always sounded familiar. - "YEAH! You tell him, Lori!" the sisters cheered. Lori continues, "We HATE dealing with you EVERY DAY like this! When will you learn not to constantly mess things up!?" - Lisa: Well, that really just depends on the fanfiction writer. - It was at that moment when Lincoln's fear suddenly, yet gradually, changed into a rebellious form of anger. The white-haired boy did what he could to hide this but he's obviously starting to lose it himself. So he quickly raises his hand as a sign to stop his sisters from ranting at him. - Lucy: The power of Christ compels you.

Luna: “Stop, in the naaaaaaame of love!” - "You know what? I think I need to be alone... Not because I have to, but because I WANT TO," Lincoln said. - Luan: I think I knew what Lincoln “wanted” there. >;)


 * Luan pushes a soundbite button on the remote that plays sexual music.*

Everyone Else Except For Lincoln and Lynn: EWWWWWWWW!!!

Luan: Just a guess, ha haaaaa!


 * Lincoln peeks his head out of the dresser drawer with a black eye and a bleeding lip, then hops out of the drawer back into the room.*

Lincoln: Hey, I heard that! I only rarely honk the horn! It’s...private business.

Luan: You’ll be honking the horn even more when you learn to drive through rush hour traffic. HA HAAAAAAA!!! Oh, that’s a kneeslapper there!

- Then, Lynn Jr. emerged from the crowd and grabbed Lincoln's shoulder.
 * Everyone except for Lynn groans.*

"HOLD IT, Linc! You think you can just give us the 'talk-to-the-hand' thing and walk away like it's nothing?!" Lynn Jr. asked in hostility. - Luna: It’s almost like Lynn is actively looking to put Linc there into a fit of rage.

Lincoln: With the magic of personality-lacking plot devices, you can do ANYTHING in the world of fanfiction!

- Narrator Lincoln: So as a result of Lynn yelling at her ticked off brother, what a surprise, she ticks her brother off even more! - Lincoln angrily shouted back, "Yes, Lynn... YES I CAN! Now get your hands OFF ME ALREADY!" - Lana: Bob The Buil-der, can you fix it? Bob the Buil-der, “YES I CAN!” - Narrator Lincoln: As part of the many, many stupid conveniences in this story, Lincoln’s enragement is overheard by Mom and Dad, who call him downstairs to have a talk. - "Ha! Looks like Lincoln's finally getting what he deserved after so long!" Lola says triumphantly. The sisters laughter can be heard, but Lincoln ignores this as he reenters his parents' room. He closes the door and turns to look at them.
 * The More You Know star logo flies across the ceiling of Lincoln’s bedroom, but it is then chopped up into pieces by the rotating fan attached to the ceiling.*

"Look, son," Lynn Sr. said. "We know how frustrated you are about this whole ordeal and how things can get around the Loud House."

Some shred of hope seems to have awakened inside of Lincoln, as he proceeds to say something but he gets cut off.

"Though, at the same time," Rita added. "The way you shouted at your sisters wasn't any better either." - Lincoln: Oh, geez, it’s almost like the fanfiction is giving our parents a huge neon red arrow sign, pointing at them and flashing, “THEY’RE THE SAINTS! THEY’RE THE SAINTS!”

Luan: I never knew Mom and Dad used to play football for New Orleans. - "Just because they get on your bad side from time to time, doesn't mean you should either," Rita said. "And by the looks of it, you look like you're about to lose control of your anger." - Lisa: *facepalms* He already DIIIIIIIID!!!

Leni: Lisa, you look like you’re about to, like, lose control of your anger or something.

Lisa: *sigh* What a paradox this is. - "So, your Mother and I decided that you shouldn't say anything to your sisters for the time being," Lynn Sr. said, as he continues, "And we'll make sure that they don't get in your way either."

The white-haired boy is unsure of what to make of this. Is this supposed to be punishment? Or safety precautions? It also didn't make sense to Lincoln as to why they're deciding on this NOW of all times, when it could have been done earlier on, but Lincoln figured he should accept this decision while he still can.

"Alright Mom, Dad," Lincoln answered.

"However," Rita says, "make sure you don't lose control of your anger, or you'll be in more trouble than your sisters are about to be." - Lincoln: Oh, JOY! I’m sure nothing else will happen in this innocent, cutesy fanfic called “FURY of Lincoln Loud”! He’ll be FIIIIIIIIIINE! - Lincoln begrudgingly accepts their decision and exits the door. As with his earlier attempt to go upstairs into his room, he slowly drags his feet across the floor in frustration. The sisters continue to taunt Lincoln with chants of “Lincoln’s in trou-ble!!!”, but he makes sure not to respond to them.

'Ignore them Lincoln,' he thinks to himself. 'They're not worth it right now. Just keep going and you'll be fine.'

Suddenly, Luna stops in her tracks and comes to a realization...

"Wait, dudes," Luna says. "Don’t you think we're going a bit too far with this?" - Luna: There we go! Our generic, plot-driven angel sister!


 * Luna presses a sound effect button on the remote.*

Remote: “DING!” - "What are you talking about?" asked Lola. "He's the one who ALWAYS ruins everything."

Luna responds, "Actually, Lincoln doesn't always ruin everything..." - Lola: And the opposing devil sister, with no redeeming traits at all and about as much character as the angel sister herself! Twinsieeeeeeeeees!!


 * Lola and Luna do a secret handshake to show their sisterly bond. Luna then proceeds to push the same sound effect button on the remote.*

Remote: “DING!” - Lincoln slowly turns around and glares at Luna to say:.

"So you’re only realizing this JUST NOW!? And I thought LENI was supposed to be the dumb one!"

"HEY!" Leni yells back, offended by Lincoln's words. - Leni: Hey! I’m not the dumb one!


 * Everyone glares at Leni with fake smiles. Lori pats Leni on her back.*

Leni: At least I know that two plus two equals a TUTU! That’s the ballerina thingy, you know!

Lori: Yes, yes, Leni, we know. We know… - Luna was also just as offended, but she didn't dare talk back to him. Rita and Lynn Sr. overheard the conversation and took action.

"Lincoln Loud, what did we just discuss?" Rita asked her son as she walked up the stairs. "Looks like we're going to have to make it so that you DON'T yell at your sisters."

"Yeah, but come on Mom! They were-" Lincoln says in protest, but once again he's interrupted.

"Lincoln, we're very serious about this issue," Lynn Sr. added. "Consider this as Strike One. Two more Strikes, and you will REALLY be in big trouble." - Luan (trying to imitate Lynn Sr’s manly father voice): “No bowling for a month, now! Ya hear, boy?”


 * Everyone else except Lynn groans even louder than last time.*

Luan: I wonder, if Lincoln gets punished during this month, does he have to eat a TURKEY dinner? Will Lincoln have leftovers to SPARE for us? HAAAAAA HAHA HAAAAAAAAA!!

Lincoln: Ugh. Luan, honey, why don’t you SPARE us from these crummy jokes?

Luan: Oooooh! Good one, Linc! - Lincoln could not believe what he was being told. It's bad enough he's being forced to take the blame for his sisters' actions, AND not to talk to them, but now they're making it that he can't yell at them? Still, as these thoughts race through his mind, Lincoln makes sure not to argue with his parents.

"Okay, fine," Lincoln answered. "I'll try to get some anger management... But can I at least talk to SOMEONE about this to let off some steam? Please?"

After a brief moment of silence, Rita answers, "alright, Lincoln. Just be sure to stay calm."

Lincoln decides to go in the opposite direction. Instead of going to his room, he goes outside to pay a visit to his best friend, Clyde McBride. Rita and Lynn Sr. then turn their attention to the girls with a stern look on their faces. -
 * Lana presses a soundbite button on the remote.*

Remote: “IT’S RAPING TIME!” - Elsewhere, we see Lincoln laying on the same trundle bed he was on during his last visit at Clyde's.

"... And next thing I know, I'M the one who's getting the warnings! Me! Not my sisters! Just me!"

Clyde, who's sitting on a chair across from Lincoln, took his time to think about Lincoln's current predicament before giving his thoughts. After all, he's had help gaining therapist skills himself, mainly thanks to his own therapist, Dr. Lopez.

"Wow, Lincoln. I'm sorry things are getting this bad," Clyde said. "Maybe you should try counting to ten? Or going out for long walks to clear your mind. Didn't you tell me that your parents are going to sort this out with your sisters?"

"Yeah, they did," Lincoln answered. "But I highly doubt it'll get anywhere, to be honest. I mean, just when I thought I've gotten used to it all, everything will go downhill again!"

"Lincoln, let your parents handle your sisters. It might actually work. And try giving them some space while you're at it. Who knows? Maybe things will go back to normal after a while."

Although Clyde isn't an actual mediator or a professional therapist himself, he did have a valid point. Perhaps Lincoln taking some time to calm down and keeping to himself for a while could prove to be useful. Lincoln relaxes on the trundle bed and then gets up to face Clyde.

"Alright, Clyde. I think I'm gonna head out and just go home for now. Thanks for the talk, I guess," Lincoln said.

"No problem, buddy," Clyde answered. -
 * Lana presses a soundbite button on the remote.*

Remote: “HEY! You two should kiss!”

Lola: Wow, Lana, you’re getting good at using that remote! - A little after the discussion, Lincoln walks back to his house, only to find that the exterior of Vanzilla has been excessively scratched. He stands there speechless with some form of slight anger reappearing on his face. - Lori: Why is he getting angry here? Doesn’t Lincoln hate riding in that van? We had an entire episode of our show based around it.

Lucy: Don’t we *all* hate riding in Vanzilla? - Then Lola walks out of the house to go drive around in her princess car and sees both Lincoln and the scratched van.

"You scratched the van!?" Lola asked out of shock at Lincoln. -
 * Lola presses a soundbite button on the remote.*


 * The God Of War theme song plays.*

Lucy (singing along): HOLD, DEVIL’S, POT OF TEA! HOLD, DEVIL’S, POT OF TEA, MULAN! - He doesn't want to answer, but he replied, "I didn't- I just got back from-."

Before Lincoln can finish, Lola shouts at the top of her lungs, "MOM! DAD! Lincoln scratched the family van!"

The rest of the sisters overhear the conversation and exit the house to look at the damages on the car.

"Typical!" Lori says in protest. "You couldn't stop at messing up our arguments, could you?!"

Luan adds, "Talk about van-dalism! Hahahahahahaha!” - Luan: Boooooooo!

Lincoln: Ironic, isn’t it? - As the sisters continue to chastise and accuse Lincoln, the white-haired boy tries to remain calm as he counts to ten in his mind.

'One... Two... Three... Four...'

During all this, Lincoln slowly opens his eyes and notices at least one or two sisters were not saying anything as they looked at Lincoln out of concern.

"Lincoln... Did you really do this to the car?"

Lincoln couldn't tell if it was Luna, or Lucy who asked this question, but he didn't seem to care. - Lucy: Oh, come on! I got dragged into this bit, too?


 * Lucy glances at Lola and Luna, and smiles.*

Lucy: Well, at least I get to join the main sister club.

Lola: Yeah!!

- His eyes soon opened to reveal that his eyes are turning red as well as the veins (or arteries) become visible. - Lana: Uh oh. I know a scene like this when I see one…
 * The three of them do a secret handshake to welcome Lucy in.*

Lincoln: Cue up the music, maestro!

Lola: Oh, god.


 * Luna races to her bedroom to grab her rocking guitar, then proceeds to play the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers theme on her guitar.*

Lola: Lincoln, you’re sooooo bad at singing, please don’t-

Lincoln: “Heeeeeeee’s got, a power and a force that you’ve never seen before!”

“Heeeeeeee’s got, the ability to throw his sisters out the door!”

Lana: You do?

Lincoln: “Noooooooooooo ONE, can ever take him down!”

“The power lies on his SIIIIIII-i-IIIIIIIII-i-IIIIIIIIIII-i-IIIIIIIIIII-i-IIIIIIIIIIIII-i-iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide!” - "RRRRRGGGGGGHHHH GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" Lincoln screamed at the top of his lungs. The sisters immediately stop talking at once and take several quick steps back, shocked at their brother's sudden outburst. - Lincoln: “GO, GO, LINCOLN RAGERRRRRRRRR!”

“GO, GO, LINCOLN RAGERRRRRRRRR!”

“GO, GO, LINCOLN RAGER, YOU VERY ANGRY LOUD HOUSE RAGER-ER! - "LINCOLN LOUD!"

Lincoln turned around to face his parents, who are not pleased with what he did. At the same time, however, they are taken aback at Lincoln's red blood-shot eyes. Then Lynn Sr. clears his throat and begins talking.

"Son, we warned you. That's Strike Two now. Not only that, but you did all THIS to our van?"

Lincoln scoffed as he replies, "But I didn't do anything! I was just on my way back from Clyde's and the van was already like this!"

"I'm sorry, Lincoln, but you know what happens when it's three strikes," Rita replied.

"I know I know, I'm gonna get grounded for a week? Two weeks? Or more?," Lincoln said. -
 * Lincoln presses a button on the remote that pops up a movie clip.*

King Neptune: As for you, Spongebob, be back here with my crown in exactly 10 days!


 * Patrick Star pops up.*

Patrick Star: He can do it in 9!

King Neptune: 8!

Patrick: 7!

King Neptune: 6!

SpongeBob & Mr. Krabs: Patrick!


 * They tackle him.*

King Neptune: Six it is, then.

Patrick (being choked by Mr. Krabs): Fi--ve?

SpongeBob: Patrick, shush! - "But really, I didn't scratch the van!" Lincoln argued.

"That's enough, Lincoln. We don't want to hear anymore.” Lynn Sr. told him. - Luan: Oh, well in that case…


 * She picks up a megaphone, turns it on, and screams into it.*

Luan: I THINK I HAVE THE PERFECT SOLUTION FOR YOU!!!!!

Lori: Turn that damn thing off, Luan. It’s hurting MY ears.

Luan: WHAT??? I CAN’T HEAR YOU-


 * Lori grabs the megaphone out of Luan’s hand, throws it on the ground, and smashes it into pieces with her ballet flats.*

Luan: Aww, man! That cost me a week’s worth of allowance! -

“If you cause any more damages OR if you yell at your sisters again, you will be grounded for a month," Lynn Sr. continued.

Lincoln was left flabbergasted at what he was told, as the parents went back inside the house. The sisters decide to leave as well, only for Lori to notice that Bobby and Ronnie Anne not only got here, but also witnessed the entire scene.

"Uh-oh," Lori said. "I forgot that Bobby-Boo-Boo-Bear was going to have Ronnie Anne stay at our house for some time while he and his parents went off to work...!" - Lori: Oh, no...she forgot. :( ???

Lucy: Almost feels like magic. *Dark* magic. - "Babe?" Bobby said as he walked towards Lori.

"Hey, listen, I'll explain everything that happened after you're done working..." Lori said as she glared at Lincoln, who happened to be standing there with his face and eyes slowly turning red once more.

Lori adds, "We'll keep Ronnie Anne away from Lincoln."

"No... It's fine," Ronnie Anne replied.

Bobby decided not to pressure the subject as he left for work, while the sisters head back inside the house. Thus, leaving Lincoln and Ronnie Anne outside. - Lori: Now, wait wait waitwaitwait...didn’t it say that we were going to keep Ronnie Anne away from Lincoln?

Leni: Then why did we just, like, walk back into the house, leaving Ronnie Anne right beside him?


 * After a short nap from getting beaten up in wrestling, Lynn groggily peeks her head out of the dresser, with a dry bloody nose and a tooth missing.*

Lynn: It’s almost as smart of a move as when Leni thought it was a good idea to put jawbreakers inside of the glass blender, to make a “jawbreaker smoothie”.

Leni: And it tasted delicious! - Even though Ronnie Anne was still outside with him, that didn't stop Lincoln from raging out. He didn't care as to whether he should be embarassed about his dream girl witnessing a bit of the dilemma or not, because he's seething with frustration and anger.

For once, Ronnie Anne was getting slightly intimidated by Lincoln's current demeanor. Usually this wouldn't phase her as much as it did now. She has seen moments where Lincoln was upset with his sisters or bothered by something else entirely different. This time, however, it's as clear as day. Ronnie Anne has never seen her bae this agitated to such an extreme before.

"Um, Lincoln?" Ronnie Anne says as she tries to get his attention. Lincoln turns around and sees her with his blood-shot eyes and red face. - Lincoln: Jesus, the thought of staring at such a demonic creature will haunt my nightmares for the next few days.

Lucy: To be honest, the thought of staring at whatever you’re describing will actually *enhance* my dreams. Heheee. -

"Have you tried counting? More than ten, at least?" she asked. The white-haired boy recalls from earlier his conversation with Clyde and how he recommended similar activities. He fumes in response by breathing out through his nostrils like an angry bull. - Lynn: “One nostril blow! Two nostril blows! Great job, Lincoln! You’ll be at ten nostril blows in no time!” -

"Maybe you should count to fifty. Or a hundred, even." Lincoln briefly turns away as she asks, "Want me to walk with you around the park?" Lincoln decides to continue counting from earlier with Ronnie Anne accompanying him to Ketchum Park.

"... Five, six, seven, eight, nine..."

Later, the young couple returns from Ketchum Park as Lincoln's still counting. Taking Ronnie Anne's suggestion, he chose to count to a hundred along the way. With his face no longer red, and his eyes showing less veins, Lincoln had seemingly calmed down at last.

"Seventy-Seven, Seventy-Eight, Seventy-Nine, Eighty, Eighty-One, Eighty-Two..."

"Glad to see this is working out for you," Ronnie Anne said as she makes a small smile.

As the two reenter the Loud House… - Lincoln: Well, THAT park scene was pointless!

Lisa: You mean like this entire fanfiction?


 * Lisa presses a soundbite button on the remote.*

Remote: “A BIG-LIPPED ALLIGATOR MOMENT!” -

...Ronnie Anne notices Lincoln's face turning red once again as they see Lola, Lana, and Lynn Jr. The three sisters are not only cosplaying as Lincoln, but they're also mocking his behavior by acting like him in some way.

Lola showed off her impersonation to the others.

"DURR I'm Lincoln Loud! I have no class and no dignity! I pick my nose WAY MOAR than Lana, and I like to mess everything up and pretend to be the precious little angel when I'm NAWT! I'm just a stupid typical boy who reads comics in his undies! Even though I'm eleven-years-old, I still sleep with dollies, like dumb 'ol Bun-Bun. DUYYYYYYY!" Lola acted out. - Luan (looks at Lincoln): “You like WHAT?”

Lincoln: “Not karate!” - Lana and Lynn Jr. end up laughing at Lola's 'performance,' only to realize that Lincoln and Ronnie Anne saw what they were doing.

"... Eighty-Three, Eighty-Four, Eighty Five, Eighty-Six..."

The three sisters notice Lincoln's attempt at counting, but they seem to misinterpret why he's counting. Whether they realize it or not, they're about to make it worse.

"Um, what are you doing?" Lynn Jr. asked in confusion. Lincoln doesn't answer as he closes his eyes in an attempt to not look at his sisters.

"Let's see what happens if he gets to a hundred!" Lola suggests. Lana and Lynn Jr. agree to this as they start counting, too.

"Eighty-Seven, Eighty-Eight, Eighty-Nine, Ninety, Ninety-One..." - Lana: SURPRISE!!!

Lynn: Happy birthday, Lincoln!

Lincoln: But my birthday’s not for another seven months… - Lincoln immediately stops as his eyes immediately open (and once again, they turned red too). He storms his way past Lucy, who was on her way to check on her fake blood that's in the kitchen. - Lucy: ??? My blood’s not fake…


 * Lisa feels Lucy’s heart pulse in her arm. She then shrugs her arms.*

Lisa: Feels real to me. I don’t know what the author’s talking about.

Lincoln (smirking): Heh. Well, at least that act of yours was less cheesy than what Luan offers for comedy. - The sound of Lincoln's bedroom door slamming can be heard, shocking the young goth. If that wasn't enough, Lucy then notices what the twins and the sports girl were doing in Lincoln's clothes. - Lynn: Apparently, my name is “The Sports Girl” now! It’s just, “The Sports Girl”! - Disturbed and upset, Lucy tries to talk, but Ronnie Anne got to the punch first.

"Really, you guys? REALLY?" Ronnie Anne called them out.

"How long have you been doing that?" Lucy finally asked.

Upstairs in his room, Lincoln can be seen angrily pacing in circles in his bedroom. He then digs through his belongings in his desk drawers. He rapidly gets his stuff together and stuffs them into a suitcase. - Lincoln: “ALL OF IT!”

Lola: Goodness, we’re making a lot of Spongebob references today. - Narrator Lincoln: But it’s okay, because our little suck up has arrived to save the friggin day! - "Whoa, you're not serious about running away, are you?" Ronnie Anne asked out of shock and confusion. Lincoln takes some time to think about her question. Would it really be okay for him to just run away and never return? Running away from home could lead to some bad possibilities, but Lincoln is too angered to think about the details. Fortunately, he complies to his sort-of-girlfriend's words and unpacks his suitcase. - Lincoln: Notice how he didn’t communicate through words (like a normal person would), but rather, through melodious grunts and nostril blows. Amazing. - The young couple then walk in the halls and when they reach the bathroom, Ronnie Anne allows Lincoln to go in alone. Then, Luan pops her head out of her bedroom.

"He better not clog the toilet again!" Luan calls out. Before Ronnie Anne can say anything in response, a very muffled, yet audible scream can be heard from within the bathroom. Ronnie then gave Luan a dirty look.

"What? What did I say?" Luan asked.

Inside the bathroom, Lincoln looks at himself in the mirror as he continuously splashes himself with the water from the sink. He's still red in both his face and his eyes, showing that his stress has gone to newer and higher levels he thought would have never existed.

'Get a hold of yourself, Lincoln,' he thinks to himself. 'The good thing about all this is that you've got Ronnie Anne on your side...' - Lincoln: Yes, screw your own parents and sisters who are probably just having a bad day! Hell, in this fanfiction’s continuity, you can even go screw Luna and Lucy, who were supposed to be the ANGELIC sisters here! The Mexican chick is where it’s at! -

The bathroom door bursts open, surprising both Ronnie Anne and Luan. Lincoln storms out of the bathroom and towards his room, seething with the adrenaline that has begun to clash with his stress.

"Lincoln? Are you doing okay?" Ronnie Anne asks out of concern. She slowly follows him.

"I'm fine! FINE!"

When clearly, he wasn’t.

As the two walk closer to the stairs, they hear something from downstairs.

"Lincoln! Come down here, this instant!"

It was Rita calling out to her son. Lincoln begrudgingly complies as he heads down to the living room. Ronnie Anne reluctantly follows from behind. They finally make it downstairs, only to find that the flat-screen T.V. had a very large crack on it.

"Lincoln, why did you break our T.V.!? I get you're having a bad day, but that's no excuse to go breaking our household items!" Rita said to Lincoln. Then, she got a good look at his face and became surprised.

"Lincoln?"

At this point, Lincoln was not seeing just your average everyday type of red. He's not even seeing the type of red that any bull would see. No. He's seeing bloody-red. Bloody-Red that represents Pure Rage Incarnate. - Lincoln: Gentlemen, have you ever wanted to woo the ladies over, with the scent of a thousand devils fuming from the tips of fingers?

Lincoln: Then you need Pure Rage Incarnate cologne.

Lori, Luna, and Lucy (whispering): PRI…

Lincoln: The only cologne that gets even the smelliest men all freshened up for the first date, on the highway to hell. The secret, of Pri.

Lola, Lynn, and Leni (whispering) PRI…

Lincoln: Now available at a Rite Aid near you. May cause increased levels of satanic rituals in product purchasers. Results may vary. Not legally available in the state(s) of Alaska and Maine. - The white-haired boy can only assume that his sisters have wrongly accused him for breaking something again. Without ANY SOLID PROOF. - Lisa: Without ANY SOLID PROOF OH GOODNESS, MY KEYBOARD JUST BROKE. UMMM, CAN ANYBODY BUY ME A NEW ONE? DOES ANYONE KNOW A KEYBOARD REPAIRMAN THAT WORKS FOR FREE? NO? OKAY, WELL I GUESS I GOTTA HALFASS THE WRITING AND CAPITALIZATION THROUGH THIS FANFICTION, STILL. -

Ronnie Anne tries to reach out for Lincoln, but the boy steps away from her. He clenches his fists onto his hair out of frustration as he falls to his knees and holds back his tears. These tears are not out of sadness, but obviously from anger.

"RRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH...!" - - He crouches down to where his elbows touch the carpet floor, all while his face turning even more red than ever. Rita also reaches out for her son, but ends up having second thoughts about doing so. Now she herself doesn't know whether to be just as upset or to be greatly intimidated and worried for her son.
 * Luna starts playing the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers theme with her guitar again.*

Lincoln thinks to himself, 'WHY!? WHY IS IT THAT I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO GETS IN TROUBLE! WHY AM I THE PUNCHING BAG OF THIS FAMILY!? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO DESERVE THIS!?' - Lincoln: “GO GO, LINCOLN RAGER, YOU VERY ANGRY LOUD HOUSE RAGER-ER!” - Lynn Sr. and the rest of the sisters arrive and witness Lincoln suffering from the excessive stress and adrenaline.

"What's going on with Linky?" Leni asked.

"Keep... It... Together... Lincoln..." he says to himself. - Lincoln: Awwwww! No more Mighty Morphin Lincoln Ranger!


 * Luna stops playing the song and angrily throws the guitar onto the ground. It smashes into pieces with a KABAAAAAAAAANG!*

Luna: What a bloody copout! - Narrator Lincoln: Yadda, yadda, yadda, a huge chunk of text where Lincoln is stuck in rage mode without interruption as the family and sisters discuss what the heck is happening to him. -

Throughout all of this talkative discussion on why Lincoln was beaming with such a bright red skin tone, Ronnie Anne couldn't take the noise anymore and she finally shouts, "QUIET!"

The sisters and the parents look at Ronnie Anne in silence.

"Can't you see? He's doing this because of you! He's done everything he can to stay calm and out of trouble, but you guys can't stop messing him up, can you?!"

After a brief pause, Luna finally steps forward and speaks.

"Dudes, Ronnie's right! We've done some really nasty things to him! Luan's Pranksgiving, Lisa's dangerous experiments, the super-market incident, the fighting, the humiliations, the blaming, ALL OF THEM! Especially that last one, since that's what we’ve been doing to him all day!"

Lola asks, "So what?"

Luna, flabbergasted at what Lola just said, slowly looks down at her and says, "'So what?' DO YOU NOT SEE THE WAY WE'VE BEEN TREATING HIM!?” - Lola: Ooooooh, so it’s terrible to yell at Lincoln, but it’s totally fine to yell at me. After all, I’m the devil sister here! Pffffft, character sympathy. Who needs THAT? - “All that we've done to our only bro... It's eating him alive from the inside!" Luna finished.

"But that literally doesn't answer Lola's question," Lori stated. "Why is Lincoln bottling up so much of his emotions if we're the cause of all his stress and anger?"

Lisa finally spoke up. - Lisa: Well, after all this time, I finally get a line in this cow turd of a story.

Lincoln: I don’t think that’s something you should be proud of. - "I may have a theory to this predicament. It's very likely that due to several x-variable reckless actions towards our male sibling unit, our y-variable parental units believed that Lincoln should keep his emotions in check for an unknown amount of time. Unfortunately, that method proved to be futile as it had the opposite effect, since multiplying x and y by the numerical time factor yields null results."

Lisa then turns to face Rita and Lynn Sr. and says, "Forcing Lincoln against his will to keep his emotions confined to himself, ESPECIALLY when our aforementioned actions finally caught up to him, was not a wise decision."

"But Lisa!" Lynn Sr. said. "We just wanted to stop you kids from fighting each other so much!"

Ronnie Anne could not just standby and watch as this family feud went on. - Luan: What does this writer have against Family Feud? I’m always a fan of Steve Harvey’s work! Hah! - Yes, Ronnie wasn’t really in any position to speak her mind here, but something needed to be said, right here, right now.

"Mr. and Mrs. Loud? Lisa has a point. He HAS to let that anger go somehow. Everything else he did failed, and we all know why..." she said as she gives a small glare at the Loud Sisters.

"Girls, I think you know what needs to be done. He's gonna have to yell at you guys..." - Lincoln: You heard Ronnie Anne! I have to yell at you guys now.


 * As he smirks, Lincoln points to Lola.*

Lincoln (sarcastically): Those glittery sparkles on your dress make you look FAT!

Lola: Joke’s on you, buster! I’m trying to put on weight after my pinkalicious princess diet!


 * She sways her butt near Lincoln’s face.*

Lincoln: GRODY! - Narrator Lincoln: With Lincoln’s stress levels still on the rise, the family and Ronnie Anne decide (against their will) to allow Lincoln to yell at them to let all of his stress out. What an intelligent plan! I can’t see ANYTHING going wrong here! -"Lincoln?" Rita finally spoke to her son with a strong sign of reluctance. "I can't believe we're about to let this happen…” - Lincoln: You know, you characters are such idiots that I CAN believe that this would happen here. - “...but…yell at your sisters Lincoln! You've done everything you could to keep your temper under control, but to no avail!" Rita finished.

"We would never condone this in any other circumstance," Lynn Sr. added. "But please! Let it all out, son! We'd rather keep all of our kids together and healthy, than forcing your stress to ruin your health!"

Lincoln finally managed to utter an actual sentence after listening to his parents.

"B-But if I yell at my sisters... You'll get me grounded...!"

"Forget about what Mom and Dad said, Bro!" Luna yelled out.

"We're prepared to receive what is quite possibly our largest form of comeuppance Royal Woods has ever witnessed!" Lisa says in response. - Lisa: Wow. My character is so self aware about how the family is going to get pummeled in this fit of rage, that I don’t even flinch while pointing out exactly what’s going to happen to us. -

Lynn Sr. proceeds with saying, "Listen to us, son! If you don't yell at your sisters..."

Rita then speaks in unison with her husband, "You will be grounded for the rest of your life!" - Lincoln: Best reason to ground your child, EVER. -That was it. That had to be it. Right then and there. Every single horrible memory of his sisters flooded his head... - Lori: Yap, yap, yapping away about every specific memory of pain that we’ve given to Lincoln in front of the Nickelodeon cameras.


 * Lori presses a soundbite button on the remote.*

Remote: “Skip It, Skip It, skippin, and-a screamin, and-a bop-doo-bop!” - Lincoln remembered all the pain, suffering, abuse he received from his sisters. He quickly rises off of his elbows and jumps on his feet. With his face being red with rage, and his eyes blood-shot as well, he finally unleashes his fury... But not before ripping a few strands of hair off his own head, and then screaming at the top of his lungs due to the pain from ripping his hair. Tears not only began to stream off Lincoln's face, but blood is also visible in his tears. Rita, Lynn Sr., Lily, and Ronnie Anne watch with horror and despair.

Here it is: The Fury of Lincoln Loud. - Lucy: Whew, thank goodness, he said the line! Can we stop reading now?

Lincoln: Finally! The almighty Lincoln Rager returns once more, in Season 2: Electric Boogaloo!


 * Luna looks at her broken guitar, all smashed up all the bedroom floor.*

Luna: Erm, they might have cut out the intro for Season 2.

Lincoln: Ahh…..in an effort to save episode time, eyyy!

Luna: Saving episode time! Yes. Yessss… - "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH! YOU SELFISH NO-GOOD SORRY EXCUSES FOR A SACK OF SISTERS! YOU CRETINS DRIVE ME INSANE, CAN'T YOU JUST LET ME HAVE WHAT I WANT FOR ONCE OR LET ME HELP YOU OUT?! - Lisa: HELLO? ANYBODY THAT CAN HELP FIX MY KEYBOARD? ANYBODY?.............. - I CAN'T SEEM TO DO ANY OF THAT WITHOUT YOU GUYS BEING WAY TOO INCONSIDERATE, BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO BUSY CARING ONLY ABOUT YOUR PATHETIC SELVES! LETTING ME HELP OUT OR GETTING WHAT I WANT WOULD HAVE LEAD TO LITTLE TO NO PROBLEMS, BUT YOU WOULDN'T KNOW WHAT YOU GOT AWAY WITH UNLESS SOMEONE ELSE GOT THROUGH TO YOU! - Lincoln: Welp, that’s enough of that.


 * Lincoln presses a button on the remote that pulls up a video clip of a bomb going off.*

Remote: KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

Lincoln: Yes, author, we get that Lincoln is yelling in rage at his sisters. Now MOVE. ON. - At last, the enormous rant has ended. - Lincoln: At friggin last! - The parents and Ronnie Anne were speechless. The sisters were scared and frightened. They silently stared at Lincoln while trembling out of guilt and fear. Finally, after Lincoln finished panting heavily, he finally spoke up.

"I'm sorry..." - Lincoln: I’m sorry for being the main character in this piece of garbage fanfiction. - "Huh?" Everyone said in unison. That remark has taken them completely off guard. They were expecting something not-as-bad, but bad enough to leave some more mental scars. - Lincoln: Oh, don’t worry! Reading this is leaving ME with mental scars! - "I'm sorry for going too far with my speech," Lincoln said as his tears streamed down off of his face. Small traces of blood in his tears are visible as well. - Lincoln: I skipped over some parts here that extend the apology, as the writer dives deeper to squeeze all of the sympathy out of Lincoln. Believe me, it was a waste of both time and thought. :D - With that, Lincoln himself falls to his knees again and burst into tears. Never before has he felt such heavy regret about hurting his sisters before. Then the rest of the sisters got up as they teared up as well, making their way to their brother and smothering him into what is quite possibly the strongest hug he had ever felt. Even Lily wriggled herself out of Ronnie Anne's arms and waddled to her siblings, joining the big hug. - Lola: Since when did we all become good sisters all of a sudden? Did we all simultaneously have a spark in our minds that told us, “Obey robot overlord. Must edit current emotion into happy positivity. Obeeeeeeey.”?

Lucy: Aw, nuts! Now our group of three isn’t as special anymore.

-The siblings then spent the next several minutes crying together. The parents and Ronnie Anne watch in sadness too. -
 * All of the other sisters wave hi to Lola, Lucy, and Luna, signaling their way in to the “club”.*
 * Luan presses a soundbite button on the remote.*

Remote: “I'll have you know I stubbed my toe last week while watering my spice garden, and I only cried for twenty minutes.” - After crying together, the siblings finally separated from one another. Wiping tears, snot, and blood (which came from Lincoln)... - Lincoln: Eww.

Lana: Not a fan of gourmet bodily cuisine, eyy?


 * Lana starts to drool.*

Everyone Except For Lana: EWWWWWWWWW!!!

Lana: Where else do you think your homemade lemonade in the fridge comes from, Lola?


 * Lola’s eyes spring open.*

Lola: Why, you!-


 * Lola pins Lana into a dresser drawer, then Lola dives in after her and proceeds to beat the “snot” out of her.*

Lana: Ooooh! My main dinner entree for tonight, AND a fighting weapon!

Lola: EW, NO, GET THOSE BOOGERS AWAY!!!

- Narrator Lincoln: So Lincoln exchanges his apologies with the sisters and Ronnie Anne (with apologies practically being REQUIRED in every Loud House fanfiction these days), and everything is peachy keen now. What a useless plot this was. - A few days later after this incident, everything slowly went back to being normal: chaotic and peaceful. Much to the surprise of the Loud Siblings, Rita and Lynn Sr. decided that the kids have been punished enough for once. Though, that didn't stop them from giving up their allowances for about two months.
 * The others shrug and decide to continue reading the story without them.*

As for Lynn Jr.'s confessions about the excessively scratched van, and the broken T.V., she told Lincoln, the other sisters, and the parents about it all. - Lincoln: And the cherry on the FRIGGIN fanfiction cake: Lynn did the whooooole thiiiing!

Lori (cheerfully): That’s our Lynnie!

- Lincoln has also been going to see Dr. Lopez to learn how to keep himself together without hurting himself. He ended up telling Clyde about what happened after their talk, so Clyde strongly recommended that Lincoln should go to his own professional therapist for extra help. - Lincoln: Yes, because when I think of apologizing to my sisters and getting into a big group hug with them all, the first thing I think of to make such a scenario better is… Dr. Lopez therapy?? - As for Ronnie Anne, she and Lori told Bobby about the whole ordeal as well. While Bobby was glad to hear that Ronnie Anne was there for Lincoln, he also wasn't pleased to know about how Lori behaved towards her brother. - Lori: Well, this sideplot can actually lead somewhere. Let’s see where this author can take this love affair- - Fortunately, this did not lead to another break-up, so Lori and Bobby are still on good terms. - Lori: Welp, THAT scene was pointless!
 * Lynn grins at the camera with a fake, toothy grin, as 80’s sitcom music plays and the “That’s Our Lynnie!” title card logo wraps around her smug face.*

Lincoln: Hey, didn’t I say something like that earlier? - After another appointment with Dr. Lopez, Lincoln returns home with more control of his emotions than before. His ten sisters stopped doing their usual activities and went to him.

"Hey Bro," Luna greeted her brother. "You feeling any better?" - Luna (in a patronizing, cooing voice): AWWWWWW! I’m so forcefully cute and nice that I could just eat myself up! Yes, I can! YESSS, I CAN!


 * The others except for Lola and Lana stare at Luna in confusion. Luna is kissing herself while moving her hands up and down her arms.*

Luna: MUAH, MUAH, MUAH!


 * When she sees that everyone is weirded out and watching her, Luna snaps out of her temporary daze and gets ahold of herself.*

Luna: Ahem, err, the fanfiction reading has been going on for too long. It drives a person insane, heh.

Lisa: Uy vey, it is an extensive story.

Lucy: Hour 2 of the fanfiction review session. Losing oxygen. Losing appetite. Losing faith. Reconsidering meaning of life. My only option left is to curl up into the corner of the bedroom and accept my eternal fate. - "Yeah, I guess," Lincoln replied. "I'm not feeling angry, or too stressed out anymore."

"Glad to hear it, Lincoln," Lori said as she allows Lincoln to hug her. "It's good to have you back to your old self." The rest of the sisters joined in the hug as well. - Lori (in the same cooing voice): Oh, I’m simply a petite young lady when I’m cuddling with my fanfiction brother! Oh, yes I am! OH, YES-


 * Luna slaps Lori across the face to snap her out of it.*

Lori: OW!

Luna: You can thank me later, dudette. - In a family as big as Lincoln’s, things could always turn out for the best, or for the worst. The Loud family has their good days and bad days. However, the most important thing is that no matter what happens or how bad some situations can get, Lincoln and his sisters will always love each other. And best of all, he wouldn't give them up for the world.

Never again, will Lincoln Loud burst into pure rage and vengeance. Never again will he become, the Fury of Lincoln Loud. - Lincoln:*sob*....*cry*...*sniffle, sniffle, sniffle*...Guys, that was a beautiful ending. *sniff* I think I’m tearing up over it………


 * More tears fall from Lincoln’s eyes.*

Lincoln (crying): WAAAAAAH, HAH, HAAAAAAH, *BREATHES IN* WAAAAAAAH- Hey, who put these freshly sliced onions here?

Luan: Ha haaaaaah! I gotcha go-oood!

Lincoln: Oh wow, what a nice prank, Luan! Now where were we, hmm, let me think, oh yeah! THIS STORY IS FLIPPIN HORRIBLE!!!

Lori: I mean, how inept do you have to BE to mess up the characters and personalities so, BADLY?

Lisa: It’s stupid, nonsensical (even for us), WAY out of character, there’s a ton of filler that we had to edit out or skip over. It’s a mess.

Lucy: And a slog to sit through. Could’ve been watching The Walking Dead tonight instead of sitting here for about a million hours, but I like having nights together with the family.

Luan: I’ll give Lucy credit there. I had fun ranting on this one tonight!

Lynn: I guess it did bring us closer as a family.


 * Lincoln begins to smile. He group hugs all of his sisters in the room, except for Lola and Lana.*

Lincoln: And that’s the big positive I got out of it.

All Sisters Except For Lola And Lana: AWWWWWWWWW!

Lincoln: Wow, you guys were nearly on cue to what the author wrote during the story’s hugging scenes!

Lori: Ahh, forget this story already! Who wants to watch that late night movie about the musical, athletic zombies that invade the mall, looking for juicy brain smoothies?

Lucy: A zombie flick sounds right up my ally.

Leni: Ooh! We get to go to the MALL this late at night? I’m in!

Luna: Sounds like a rockin’ good time!

Luan: Let’s hope that the special effects are EXTRA cheesy!

Lynn: I hope the zombies knock a teenager out with a dodgeball to the face!

Lisa: But how would the quantum physics of said ball be able to fulfill such a disastrous facial and cranial impact?

Lincoln: Let’s do it!


 * The sisters and Lincoln all rush into Lori’s/Leni’s bedroom to have a movie night, except for Lola and Lana.*

Lana (from inside of the dresser drawer): Take that, prissy pants! Have some FRESH homemade lemonade!........AHHHHHHHHHH, SWEET RELIEF!

Lola (from inside the drawer): OHHH, COME ON, YICK! HELP! SOMEONE GET ME OUTTA HERE!


 * Lola tries to bang against the drawer to open it, but it’s locked.*

Lana: Yeah! That’s what you get! Ha ha haaaaaaaaaa!.......................Hey…………wait a second……...It’s beginning to stink in here…………….Hello? Guys?.........................Can you let us out of here already?............................Someone?.....................HELP!

THE END ;)