User blog:Harburton81/Fanfic Short - Jack in the Box

Yep, it's back! A new fanfic short, sorry for not posting anything in a while, I've been suffering from writer's block. Commentary is acceptable. Enjoy.

Plot
(It's a sunny day in Royal Woods. At the Loud House, Lincoln is dressed in a prince costume)

LINCOLN: (to the viewers) Hey, there. Luan and I are about to go to a medieval festival, and it is gonna be awesome. Now, I need to find Luan and we'll be going.

(Lincoln steps out of his room and went into Luan's room to find a jack-in-the-box near his feet)

LINCOLN: A jack-in-the-box?

(Lincoln cranks the handle as "Pop Goes the Weasel" plays. After cranking it a couple of times, a tiny jester pops out of the box, Lincoln laughs)

LINCOLN: What a cute jester. Speaking of jesters, where is Luan?

(Lincoln then downstairs and went outside to the sidewalk to find another jest-in-the-box)

LINCOLN: Another one?

(Lincoln cranks this jack-in-the-box and another tiny jester pops up)

LINCOLN: It's funny the second time. (chuckles) Seriously, where is she?

(Lincoln begins walking to find a third one, he sighs and repeats the same process again)

LINCOLN: No Luan.

(He tosses the third jack-in-the-box away as he walks around. A montage occurs as it shows Lincoln is all around Royal Woods looking for Luan as he's encountering more jack-in-the-boxes, the fourth one is at the park, the fifth one is at the movies, the sixth one is at the beach, the seventh one is in a cave, the eighth one is in a forest, the ninth one is at a basketball court, the tenth one is in a sewer, the eleventh one is in a museum, the twelfth one is in a tree, and the thirteenth one is in a meadow, and after every jack-in-the-box, Lincoln gets more and more annoyed)

ONE HOUR LATER

(Lincoln is walking slowly as he's extremely tired. He finally reaches the medieval festival)

LINCOLN: (groans) Finally! The medieval festival! Luan got to be around here, and if I see one more jack-in-the-box, I'm gonna...

(Lincoln see's, you guessd it, a fourteenth jack-in-the-box, and it's a big bigger than the other ones he has encountered)

LINCOLN: Another jack-in-the-box?! This is the fourteenth one I've encountered! Fourteenth?! (realizes) Wait a minute...

(Lincoln walks to a stand and picks up a stool. He places the stool in front of the handle and cranks it a few times. He then cranks it one more time until Luan, in her jester costume, pops out, surprising Lincoln)

LINCOLN: There you are, Luan!

LUAN: Were you surprised? (hops out of the box)

LINCOLN: Yep, I've been around the city looking for you, and I wind up here! I've been cranking a bunch of jack-in-the-boxes!

LUAN: Who else put them there! Talk about a wild goose chase! (laughs)

LINCOLN: (smug) You sly prankster!

(Luan and Lincoln shares a hug, then Luan sprains her ankle)

LINCOLN: Are you okay?!

LUAN: My ankle hurts! I've been trapped in that box for over 14 hours!

(Lincoln's ankle then sprains as well)

LINCOLN: I've been walking all day!

LUAN: Well, that didn't crack me up.

(The two then share a laugh at Luan's joke as the two each hop on one foot at the medieval festival)

THE END