User blog:IronRaphRa/My First Fanfic: Lincoln's Happy Birthday

= Disclaimer: I don’t own the Loud House. = Lincoln stood by the window as he anxiously watched the mailman place some letters into their mailbox. He dashed outside the house and quickly came back inside with the mail.

“Junk,” Lincoln said as he looked through the mail, “junk, flyer, yes!”

Lincoln held up a small letter addressed to him. He opened it up to find a birthday card from Pop-Pop and fifty dollars. He rushed upstairs to his room and added the money to the stuff he had in his piggy bank.

“Two-hundred and fifty,” He counted, “and this makes three-hundred. Yes, the weeks of saving and various birthday bonuses have finally paid off! Now I can buy the Game-Master System.”

Lincoln dashed out of his room to head to the Royal Woods Mall, only to accidentally bump into Leni; knocking both of them to the floor.

“Sorry Leni,” Lincoln said as the two stood up.

“That’s ok,” Leni sadly replied.

“Is something wrong?” Lincoln asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Well Fashion Its has the cutest pumps on sale,” Leni explained, “but I’m twenty bucks short and the sale ends today.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln felt bad for Leni, yet he didn’t want to give up any of his money. However, he just couldn’t turn his back on a sister.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Twenty dollars wouldn’t hurt that much,” Lincoln thought, “and I can always borrow money from Clyde.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln took a twenty-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to his older sister.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Here you go,” He said.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Thanks Lincoln!” Leni cheered as she took the money, “I’ll pay you back as soon as I can.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Then she ran off while Lincoln followed her. But he was soon stopped by Luan.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Hey Lincoln,” Luan said, “I got a new joke book and I need somebody to help me figure out the good jokes.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Could you tell them to Luna,” Lincoln suggested.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“She has a jam session right now,” Luan answered, “please Lincoln, this won’t take long.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln looked at his watch and saw that it was only 2:00 PM; meaning that there was plenty of time before the mall closed.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I guess I could,” He replied.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Great!” Luan said as she dragged him into her room. Then he spent the next twenty minutes listening to some of the dumbest puns, one-liners, and knock-knock jokes. But Lincoln didn’t seem to mind as Luan was enjoying herself, and the thought of the new Game-Master system didn’t dampen his spirits. The comedy ended when an upset Luna walked into the room.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Argh,” She groaned.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“What’s wrong?” Luan asked, “you seem off beat, get it.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I burned my amp,” Luna explained, “now I can’t jam for a while.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Can you buy a new one?” Lincoln said.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Not for a while,” She replied, “I need fifty bucks.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I guess you can borrow money from me,” Lincoln stated as he handed his older sister money.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Thanks bro!” Luna said, “I’ll pay you back as soon as I can.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I guess I can also borrow money from Rusty,” Lincoln thought as he walked out of his sisters’ room, “I’m sure he’ll say yes if I let him play it with Clyde and me.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Hey Lincoln,” Lucy said as she appeared out of nowhere and startled him.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Hi Lucy,” Lincoln replied.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I just wrote some new poems and I want your opinion on them,” Lucy stated.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Well I kinda have other things to do,” Lincoln said.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Sigh,” Lucy responded, “I guess I can find someone else. It’s just that Lily also wrote her first poem and I wanted somebody to encourage her.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I guess I could listen for a while,” He told his younger sister.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Thanks Lincoln,” Lucy said as they walked to her room.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">There Lincoln listened to four long, dark, and depressing poems from Lucy and a small, cute poem from Lily. He didn’t get most of what they said since he was too busy thinking about his Game-Master and all the games he would play on it.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Great poems guys,” He stated as he made his way out of Lucy’s room.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln looked at his watch and saw that it was now 3:00 PM. He still had plenty of time to make it to the mall, but he didn’t want to encounter any more sisters. Lincoln made his way out of the Loud House and was quickly stopped by Lynn and Lana, who were wearing wrestling masks.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Hey Lincoln,” Lynn said, “the Lucha Libre Junior Mud Wrestling Tournament is coming up and we need somebody to practice with.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I don’t know …” Lincoln started.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Please,” Lana begged.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Her eyes grew larger and Lincoln was unable to resist his little sister’s cuteness.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Fine,” Lincoln sighed.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Yay,” His sisters cheered.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lynn put a wrestling mask on her brother’s head and dragged him to their mud wrestling ring. He did his best to keep up with his sisters, but still found himself on the receiving end of various body slams and suplexes; luckily the mud softened the blows. The trio finished after what felt like hours to Lincoln.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Thanks Lincoln,” Lana said.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“We’ll be sure to call you for the trio’s tournament,” Lynn added.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Fine with me,” Lincoln said as he took his mask off, “now to make it the mall.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln started to run but quickly stopped when he heard a small snapping sound under his foot. He looked down and saw a small, jeweled tiara that had been broken in two.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“My Little Miss Sweetie Pie tiara!” Lola cried, “it’s ruined!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I’m sorry Lola,” Lincoln said.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Then Lola jumped onto her brother and pinned him to the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“You’re going to pay for this Lincoln Loud!” She warned, “that will be eighty dollars.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I kind of need that money,” Lincoln begged, “could you wait a week?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“You give me the money or I’ll tell Mom that you wrecked the rose bushes!” Lola threatened.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln handed his younger sister money the second she said that.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Thank you, Lincoln,” She said as she released him.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I doubt my friends can loan me enough,” He sadly thought as he looked at his remaining hundred and fifty bucks, “I guess I’ll have to ask Lori for money.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln shuddered at the thought of asking his oldest sister for money. Doing so tended to come with strong interest rates; not to mention being forced to do difficult favours whenever she wanted you to. But Lincoln really wanted his Game-Master, so he made his way back into the Loud House and up the stairs to the bedrooms.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Somebody help me!” Lisa called out.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln dashed to Lisa’s room to find her fighting off some odd, purple, octopus-like mutation. Lincoln ran into the room and picked up some whips. He handed one to his younger sister and the two of them fought the creature like lion tamers. The experiment knew that it was beat and dashed into the closet.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Thanks Lincoln,” Lisa said, “if you ever require any assistance, I shall be glad to comply.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Could you loan me some money?” Lincoln eagerly asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Sorry, but the freeze-ray incident and my experiments with the Royal Woods Faultline has left me financially depleted,” Lisa explained.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Ok,” Lincoln sadly stated.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln slowly made his way to Lori’s room and knocked on the door.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“What is it Lincoln?” Lori asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I uh, need to talk to you about money,” Lincoln started.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Good,” Lori said, “because I literally wanted to talk to you about that too.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Really,” Lincoln stated.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Yes,” Lori replied, “there’s the money I loaned you two months ago, the loan from last Arbour day, and the time you needed money for that special comic book.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Huh?” Lincoln asked, not really sure what to make of what she said.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I think that should cover it,” Lori said as she took the rest of his money, “nice doing business with you.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln walked back to his room, sulking all the way. His dream of owning a new Game-Master had been burst. He picked up a walkie-talkie to talk to Clyde and find a way to cheer up.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“This is Link to the Past calling Wind Waker,” Lincoln said into his walkie-talkie, “come in Wind Waker.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">But he didn’t get any response, only static. This upset Lincoln so much that he threw the walkie-talkie into a wall.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Stupid sisters!” Lincoln complained, “stupid Clyde! I can’t believe nothing’s gone right! Not even on my Birthday!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln continued to sit on his bed and sulk until Lori came to his room.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Lincoln,” She said, “we need you to come downstairs this minute.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“I don’t feel like it,” He replied.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Look Lincoln,” Lori angrily stated, “I’m the oldest and what I literally say goes. And if you don’t come downstairs, I’m going to pound you.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Yes ma’am!” Lincoln replied.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">As upset as he was, Lincoln knew he wasn’t a match for his oldest sister. He rushed downstairs to the living room to find what looked like a huge party. And all his friends and family standing around a huge cake.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Surprise!” They all said, “happy birthday Lincoln!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Wow,” Lincoln replied. Seeing the big party helped him forget all his troubles.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“And here’s your present,” Lori said as she handed him a large box with red wrapping paper.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln quickly unwrapped the gift to find a Game-Master inside.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“Wow!” He exclaimed.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“And here,” Lori stated as she handed him some money.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“My money,” Lincoln cheered.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“None of us needed it nor do you owe us anything,” She explained.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“We specifically created these stall tactics and money troubles to keep you from getting to the mall,” Lisa added as she was joined by the same purple mutation they fought earlier, “as you can see, Norbert is very tame.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">Lincoln just stood, unable to think of anything to say. His sisters had really surprised him, even more than they usually do. Soon tears of joy rolled down his cheeks.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:107%;mso-ansi-language:EN-CA">“You guys are the best,” Lincoln exclaimed all of the Loud siblings group hugged.