User blog:JKC14/Alternative ending to "Not a Loud"

My 4th fanfiction. Really starting a fanfiction series because Miiverse is ending and gonna start a Twitter account!

Lincoln: So what happened when I was born, Mom and Dad?

Rita: You see, Lincoln, on the day you were born 12 years ago...

Lynn Sr.: We were tricked into signing an agreement to never tell anyone about your birth, son. The first lady and the president were just picky and nosy, so we were forced into signing an agreement. We should've thought about that right before we were tricked into signing an agreement. We're really sorry that we didn't tell you about your birth throughout these years, son. You had the right thing to do, son. About blabbing your birth story for your birth project at school today, son. Don't worry, you're not grounded after all. *Gives Lincoln a pat on the head on his hair*

Rita: We're really sorry that we didn't tell you. You had to do the right thing, Lincoln. *Pinches Lincoln on the cheek* You aren't grounded after all. It's okay. Give us a hug.

Lincoln: By the way, Mom, you embarrassed me by pinching me on the cheek.

Rita: It's okay, Lincoln. Just give us a hug!


 * (Lincoln hugs his parents and his parents hug him back)

Rita: It's alright, son. We didn't like that ride in the president's limo, anyway.

Lynn Sr.: Lincoln, son, it's alright, you did the right thing.

Lincoln: Thanks, Mom and Dad.

Lynn Sr. and Rita: Your welcome, honey.

Rita: Now go hang out with your sisters.


 * (Lincoln walks to his room and his older sisters realize something that can finally remember as he passes by them)

Leni, Lori, Luna, Luan, and Lynn: Hey! It's coming back to us! We can remember now!

MEANWHILE...

(5 knocks from Lincoln's bedroom door)

Lincoln: Come in!

(Lincoln's 5 older sisters walk in his room)

Lori: We remember when you were a baby from when you were a day old now, Lincoln.

Leni: We overheard your birth conversation with Mom and Dad.

Luna: I use to sing you to sleep with my own lullaby that I made you, brah.

Luan: I use to tickle you. What happens when you move your finger on somebody's skin that is dill? You pickle them! *laughs* *rimshot*

Lynn: I took a bath with you. No offence. Since now you take a shower.

Lincoln: Thanks, guys.

THE END