User blog:BatSam247/No Such Luck (Alt. Ending)

Lincoln: [to the viewers] I know what you're all thinking. "Lincoln, how are you going to get yourself out of this one?" Well, I always have a plan when thing start to go bad. (takes out his phone, calls Clyde and Ronnie Anne) Guys,I need you to grab some black cats, ladders, mirrors, hammers, giant containers of salt, and invisible spray and meet me at the softball stadium. (hangs up) I'll show Lynn I'm not bad luck once and for all and then I'll get back in the house. Bada-bing, bada-boom!

[Cut to a montage of Lincoln, with the help of Clyde and Ronnie Anne, setting up the softball stadium with black cats in remote-controlled cages, ladders, and mirrors with automated hammers to break them. All of this is coated in invisible spray so no one will get suspicious. Lastly,  the three hide under the bleachers and wait for the game to start.]

Ronnie Anne: Are you sure this is going to work, Linc?

Lincoln: It'd better work. Otherwise, I'm gonna have to bunk in with either one of you.

Clyde: I'm fine either way, considering that.

Lincoln: [shushes the two] Guys, the game's starting.

[Cut to a montage of the three friends activating the bad luck mechanisms they installed in the stadium.]

Baseball Announcer: Talk about bad luck. Everything is going wrong with the Squirrels today. What do you think, Pep?

Pep: [downright bored] I think I've wasted my life.

Baseball Announcer: Just look at our poor squirrels!

[Margo takes a swing and flings herself into the umpire and the bat hits her helmet. Two more squirrels collide into each other and miss the catch. Lynn pitches and the opposing batter hits the ball right back her, knocking her socks, shoes, and hat off and making her spin in mid-air before landing on the ground.]

Baseball Announcer: Yowza. [shows the score: Hazeltuck Lions: 3, Royal Woods Squirrels: nothing] Two outs in the bottom of the ninth, and the bases are loaded. Lynn Loud steps up to the plate, but with the luck she's been having today, the Squirrels are looking a whole lot like roadkill.

Luna: Way harsh, dude!

Baseball Announcer: I think you're rubbing off on me, Pep.

Pep: [dully] Oh, I have that effect on people.

Baseball Announcer: The windup, the pitch.

[Lynn swings and misses.]

Umpire: Strike one!

[Lynn swings and misses again.]

Umpire:Strike two!

Baseball Announcer: And the pitch!

[The sound of the ball getting hit by the bat is heard and the rest of Lynn's team runs the remaining bases.]

Baseball Announcer: It's going...it's going... Aaannnnddd the Lions catch it, resulting in an out. The Lions win, and the Squirrels lose.

[The family and Bobby console Lynn as she faces defeat.]

Luna: It's okay, sis. Sometimes you win in life, other times you lose.But, it's okay. Losing is what makes you better. It makes you learn from your mistakes.

Lynn: How could I have lost? Lincoln wasn't even here to mess it up for me. I guess he wasn't bad luck after all.

[Lincoln, Clyde, and Ronnie Anne come from under the bleachers.]

Lincoln: I was here the whole time! This proves it. I'm not bad luck.

Lynn: Linc, I am so, so sorry for all of this. Maybe my baseball cap was on too tight. There was something about softball that made me feel empowered.

Ronnie Anne: What it made you was a sorry excuse for a sister. One who would rather blame all her mistakes on everyone around her to alleviate her own feelings of responsibility.

[The rest of the family apologizes.]

Rita: Sorry we sold all your furniture.

Lincoln: [shocked] Say what now?

Clyde: You can stay at my place until you get your furniture back.

[Cut to later that night, when Clyde is showing Lincoln the guest bedroom in his house.]

Clyde: Here's your room, buddy. You can stay here for the time being until your family gets your furniture back.

Lincoln: Thanks, buddy. I really owe ya one.

Clyde: Well, goodnight. [heads to his bedroom]

Lincoln: Goodnight. [gets into the guest bed and goes to sleep]

THE END