User blog:Thomperfan/Loud, Heartwarming and Random- Luan

NOTE: This was when me and Luan were both 14 years old.

(It starts with walking through the Loud House hallway when I hear someone sighing.)

Me: Hm. Someone’s sighing. And it’s not Lucy.

(I follow the sighs to Luna and Luan’s room. And I see Luan sitting on her bed looking sad.)

Me: Luan?

Luan: (sad) Oh, hey Nolan.

(I go sit on the bed with her.)

Me: What’s up? You’re not acting your usual cheery bubbly self.

Luan: Well, it’s just that I have to go to our local comedy club to perform in a few minutes, and I’ve forgotten all of my jokes!

Me: Well, what about your joke book? Don’t you always write down all of your jokes in there?

Luan: I do, but I lost it somewhere! And it’s too late to for me to try and find it. (groans) What am I gonna do?

(I think for a minute and then I get an idea)

Me: That’s it! Don’t worry, Luan. I can help you. I know TONS of good jokes and I can tell some of them to you.

Luan: Really?!

Me: Really. OK, get ready, this one’s a good one. Why was the broom late for work?

Luan: Hm. I don’t know. Why was the broom late for work?

Me: Because he over-swept!

(I laugh and Luan laughs too.)

Luan: I get that! That was a good one.

Me: Here’s another one: Why is the road angry?

Luan: Hm. Why is the road angry?

Me: Because people are always crossing it!

(We laugh again.)

Luan: Nolan, you are killing it today!

Me: Yep, (notices the clock) Oh, It’s almost time for your performance, but I got one more joke before you leave. What do you get when you put together a bird, a car and dog?

Luan: I don’t know. What?

Me: A flying car-pet!

(We laugh again)

Luan: (sighs) Thanks Noah, Now I’m not worried anymore!

Me: Anytime Luan. You’re gonna do great, I just know it.

Luan: OK, I gotta go. (kisses my cheek) Wish me luck.

(She walks out)

Me: Good Luck!

LATER

(I’m in my room watching TV, when suddenly, Luan comes in)

Me: Oh, hey Laun! Come on i-(notices something; in awe) Oh my…

(It reveals Luan has her hair down and not in a scrunchie. She does a hair flip, while I stare.)

Me: L-Luan, what happened to your hair?

Luan: Oh, I had a little incident on my way here. But anyway, I just wanted to come and thank you again for helping me.

Me: Ah, no problem. So, how did your performance go?

Luan: It went great! The people were cracking up! (checks her phone) 6:30?! Oh man, I’m gonna be late for dinner. Well, Nolan, I gotta go. See ya.

(She kisses my cheek and leaves. I’m still and silent for a minute. Then I turn and look at the viewers.)

Me: (to the viewers) Am I the only one who thinks Luan should wear her hair down more often?