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So, yeah! Here's the first part of that story I was challenged to write. Hope you enjoy reading it, because I sure enjoyed writing it. 
It was a typical bright, sunny, and utterly chaotic Saturday morning at the Loud Family abode, with all the present siblings going about their usual routines. Lori was glued to her phone having a titter-fest with her boyfriend Bobby, Leni was jotting down ideas for a new sweater design (despite having confused a chopstick with a pen,) Luna was shredding on her guitar and shaking half the house, Luan was working on new material for her routine, Lynn had already destroyed her sparring dummy while brushing up on her wrestling moves, Lucy was working on yet another poem in one of her several secret dark places throughout the house, Lana was playing in the mud outside, Lola was admiring herself in her compact, and Lisa was conducting an experiment to deduce if it was possible to achieve polytransmorphic acceleration through use of negatively charged ionic psychoplasma.
There was only one omission, or rather four, from the chaos. Those things were Mr. and Mrs. Loud, the youngest sibling Lily, and the foul, nostril-searing stench of Lily’s diapers. Mr. Loud had taken two weeks off work to help Grandpa Loud, or Pop-Pop as Leni affectionately called him, move out of his old home and into somewhere more old-man accessible while Mrs. Loud was off on a business trip, and Lily was left under the care of Clyde’s parents, Howard and Harold. Suffice to say, they didn’t exactly trust their kids with the care of an infant given what happened last time they were all left to their own devices.
And then there was one.
Lincoln Loud, the only boy in a pod of girls, was spending his morning lazing on the couch and reading comics in nothing but a pair of socks and his tighty-wighties, savoring one of the few times he had the couch and the TV all to himself, listening to the news while he read.
“Ah, the morning news…” Lincoln said through a yawn, stretching his arms out and then resting them behind his head. “Your one-stop-shop for current events, punditry, and lazy exposition by even lazier writers.”
Ahem….
Suddenly a shrill, piercing sound sent a jolt up Lincoln’s spine that prompted him off the couch and even out of his socks, as well as the spines of all the other Loud kids, save for one.
“Loud Family!” Lori’s voice boomed following the whistle. “ASSEMBLE!”
Like obedient soldiers, the Louds all dropped what they were doing and B-lined toward the foyer, lining up from shortest to tallest and youngest to oldest, all standing straight, tall, and at firm attention. For you see, there was one caveat for the Loud kids staying at home and not being watched by the McBrides along with Lily; Lori was in charge, and she ruled over the homestead with an iron fist. To no surprise once all the Louds had assembled, before them stood Lori, clad in her army jacket, boots, and aviators, and wielding that ever-so-fierce looking riding crop. Thankfully she had yet to use it on any of them…yet.
“At ease.” Lori said, which brought about the Louds holding steady and occasionally exchanging confused and worried glances with each other. Sensing dissonance, Lori removed her aviators and softened her demeanor a bit. “No, seriously, you can relax.”
The Louds all breathed a collective sigh of relief as they relaxed and eased themselves, but Lori went directly back to drill instructor mode all the same.
“Loud Family, it’s been six days since mom and dad left you and the house under my care.” Lori said as she paced back and forth with steely determination. “I’m proud to say there have been no incidents of note. The kitchen hasn’t been trashed, the house is spotless, Vanzilla is in better shape than when dad got it from grandpa, and Lisa hasn’t blown up the house; again.”
“I go on record to say that last time was not my fault.” Lisa said calmly but firmly through her thick lateral lisp. “Besides, exploding domiciles help to build character, and my hadron enforcement experiment only destroyed two thirds of the second story. Nobody was seriously injured.”
“Says you.” Lincoln retorted. “Lynn and Lucy had to bunk up with me for a week! My bed still smells like meatball subs and dead bats.” His remark earned him a punch in the arm from Lynn, who was standing right next to him. “OW!”
“Nuh-uh!” Lynn said defensively. “You know I switched to turkey clubs weeks ago!”
“Least you didn’t have to share a bed with the twins.” Luna stated.
“What’s that supposed to mean!?” Lana barked from clear on the other side of the line-up.
“You bite in your sleep!” Luna shot right back. “One more nibble I would have dropped you like a hammer on a bed of nails!”
“Gee…” Luan chimed in her usual jokey, fun-loving tone as she comically shrugged. “I suppose such an act would make you a Luna-tic!”
Before everyone could groan at Luan’s pun or Luan could laugh at her own joke, Lori blew her whistle again and got their attention back.
“As I was saying…” she said. “Despite a few fights and arguments, your behavior has improved. ..” She then stopped dead in her tracks, and turned to face her sisters and brother with a grim, stern, solidness in her tone. “Therefore, I can only think of one thing…”
The Louds stood still and silent, some sweating profusely as they exchanged nervous glances with each other. They had no idea what Lori was going to say or do next, and their dread of the unknown only intensified as Lori’s hand inches closer and closer toward her jacket pocket. With bated breath they waited, time slowing to a grueling crawl until her hand reached inside…
And produced both a roll of 20’s and plenty of coupons to the Loud Family’s favorite pizzeria, and with them Lori’s entire demeanor changed from stern and harsh to uplifting and bright.
“So…” Lori said in a smooth, playful tone. “Who’s up for pizza and a movie this afternoon?”
The response was as predictable as the sunrise, each Loud member giving a surprised gasp and following their own excited squeals of delight and dances of excitement. Once they had settled down a bit, conversations immediately began on what was playing and what they should see.
“Let’s go see an action movie!” Lynn stated excitingly. “A brand new ‘The Disposables’ movie just came out!”
“Grandpas with guns? Like, so 2010!” Leni said with scorn, and then beamed in excitement. “Let’s go see a romantic movie! I heard they just remade Suggestive Swinging.”
“Negative.” Lisa said dismissively, adjusting her glasses. “I’m a firm believer that if the hands and minds behind the motion picture industry must remake a classic, then we are obliged to watch the classic. Besides, I hear there’s a riveting documentary playing about the declining sea monkey population.”
“We should see a horror movie.” Lucy said in her cold, deadpan tone. “There’s the 15th installment of the Animosityville series playing at the Ravenholm Cinemas…” Lucy then thought for a moment, and before anybody could shoot her idea down she promptly did it for them. “Then again, they made 14 other ones and only two of them are any good…”
“How about the latest superhero movie, Fabulous Five?” Luan suggested, much to Luna’s confusion.
“Didn’t that movie bomb?” Luna asked.
“It did!” Luan said, producing her video camera and her enthusiasm was undeterred. “It bombed spectacularly! Fans hated it and critics despised it, and both the studio and director publically disowned it! It was so bad even the title couldn’t make it sound good! I mean come on, 5abulous? What were they thinking!? All ten of us could riff on it, and I can even livestream it to my webpage!”
“That’s dumb!” Lola said, annoyed and with her arms crossed.
“Yeah!” Lana added. “Purposefully watching a bad movie just to make fun of it? Who does that?”
“You’d be surprised…” Lisa chimed in. “However, seeing as how we’re neither celebrities on the Internet nor anybody of any significant importance or value in the motion picture industry, we’d be asking to get sued by the studio if we did such a thing.”
For several minutes, the Loud Sisters went back and forth on what movie they should see, shooting ideas down, starting over, and repeating the process. All the while, Lincoln was flipping through images on the family tablet, checking various review scores from critics and audiences alike on various movies that were currently playing in theaters.
“No…” he said as he swept past another movie, and not letting up as more options presented themselves. “No…no…stupid…dated…too dark…to bland…too schmaltzy…not funny…not appropriate for small children…how that guy still gets work I’ll never know…” Finally, he found something. “I got it!” He shouted excitingly, getting the attention of his sisters. Once all eyes were on him, Lincoln presented the image on the tablet, a poster of the movie ‘Golden.’ The poster depicted a tall warrior maiden with long, golden hair, wearing full-plate armor and wielding a magic sword so large it required two hands to wield. Standing with her was a smiling anthropomorphic grizzly bear, wearing a monk’s robe and draping a comically large war hammer across his shoulders, and in the background was a lush medieval fantasy world with a regal castle, a craggy mountain, various supporting characters, and a mighty red dragon blocking out the sun with his expansive wings.
“Why not Golden?” Lincoln suggested. “It’s an animated fantasy adventure based on Goldilocks and the Three Bears. See, Goldilocks is an orphaned girl who’s lost and hungry and happens upon an empty house, and the three bears adopt her. And because she lives with bears, she grows as big as a bear! One day the evil Dragon King of Kragmarth attacks their kingdom and kidnaps their king seeking the Sword of Providence, and it’s up to Goldi, her brother Bart…” For the moment Lincoln’s enthusiasm died when stating the bear’s name out loud.
“Bart the Bear? Gee, that’s original. Anyway!” He went on, his enthusiasm coming right back. “Anyway, big scary monster and they have to stop him and save the world. So what do you guys think?”
The reaction Lincoln got was not what he was expecting, as his sisters looked lost and confused from his description of the movie.
“Soooo it’s based on Goldilocks?” Lori finally said, breaking the awkward silence. “Wow…they sure got a lot out of a story about a little girl who eats food, sits in chairs, and sleeps in beds.”
When put that way, it did sound kind of silly, made more apparent by the rest of the sisters save for Lisa and Lucy giggling and chuckling. This left Lincoln to fend for himself, though he himself was wearing a bit of a half scowl on his face.
“Okay…” he said. “So it isn’t so much based on Goldilocks and the Three Bears as it is loosely inspired by it.” Despite this, he returned back to being excited and enthusiastic about, especially once he began listing the movie’s features and achievements, showing them on the tablet. “But seriously, it looks really good! It has everything! Romance, heart, action, adventure, and suspense! It’s a box-office darling, has a 97% rating on MoldyOnions.com, and there’s even Oscar buzz!”
“Fun!” Leni stated excitedly, with Lynn, Lana, Luan, and Lola exchanging some idle chatter over how good the movie sounded. Others, however, were still not quite convinced.
“Uh…I don’t know, bro.” Luna said apprehensively, rubbing the back of her head with one hand. “Isn’t that a kid’s movie?”
“Family movie, Luna.” Lincoln corrected. “Big difference.” A sly smirk then came to his face, knowing just what buttons to push to convince his rock loving, head banging sister. “Besides…did I mention it was a musical written in the style of a rock opera?” In an instant, Luna’s eyes brightened as well as her smile. Lisa’s and Lucy’s…didn’t.
“Nice try, Lincoln.” Lisa said with her nose held high and her arms crossed over her chest. “But it will take far more than that to convince me of subjecting myself to a cavalcade of primary colors and outdated, nauseating fairy tale clichés.”
“Then don’t!” Lincoln said proudly as he showed Lisa several user reviews of the movie on the tablet. “Golden doesn’t just subvert tired and overused tropes and clichés; it vilifies both them and the writers who still cling to them!”
“Hmmm…” Lisa pondered, rubbing her chin as she scrolled down the glowing review of how the movie stood out from other fairy tales and gladly made fun of their own company’s overused tropes, especially the one where characters fall in love with the first person they see for no evident reason other than ‘he’s the love interest.’ She had to admit, it looked impressive. “…well played.”
With that, Lincoln turned his attention toward Lucy, the one sibling who hadn’t agreed yet.
“I know what you want me to say.” Lucy said flatly. “But it won’t happen. There’s nothing a movie about singing animals and knights in shining armor has to offer my tormented soul.” Ever ready at the helm, Lincoln showed on the tablet a video YouView with over 500 MILLION hits, roughly four minutes long and titled ‘Burn It All’ with the red dragon on the poster perched atop a dark tower with lightning striking and thunder rolling in the background.
“Not even for an award-winning villain song, performed by none other than British thespian and over-actor extraordinaire Tom Cumin?” he said enticingly. “Did I mention he plays the Evil Dragon King and that the song takes place in his castle of darkness while surrounded by hordes of demons and the undead?”
Lucy stood still and silent for what seemed like an eternity, the Louds watching intently as they awaited her answer. Finally, after a long and uncomfortable silence, the little emo spoke.
“…dang it.”
Lori then blew the whistle yet again. “It’s settled then!” She said demandingly, returning back to her bossy mode. “Loud Family, go get ready! Vanzilla leaves at eleven on the dot! Any Loud who falls behind gets LEFT behind!”
With that, the nine remain Louds all made a mad dash in different directions, some going to change their clothes (or in Lincoln’s case, put some on) while others went to freshen up. Either way, everyone was getting prepped for the day ahead of them. So excited they were that they outright forgot what they were doing earlier. Especially Lincoln, who forgot to turn the TV off, which was playing the last bit of news for the morning…
“And in other news…” the anchor lady said. “It’s been three weeks since Superman left Metropolis under the care of Supergirl, Cyborg, and Green Lantern and began his trek across America! Shortly after defeating Manchester Black and the Elite almost a month ago, Superman announced that he felt detached from humanity and the people of the world, especially those in the United States, and that this journey would be an attempt to re-ground himself down to Earth. Apparently the Man of Steel really gets around, as he’s been spotted in places like Jump City, Gotham, Arlen, Beach City, and even the small town of Gravity Falls, Oregon! Keep your eyes peeled, for you never know where Krypton’s Last Son may show up next. And now, the weather.”
“IT’S GONNA RAIN!!!”
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The Loud House
Brother Dearest
By Nurse Katie
Chapter One
From Out of Town
The Loud House
Brother Dearest
By Nurse Katie
Chapter One
From Out of Town
It was a typical bright, sunny, and utterly chaotic Saturday morning at the Loud Family abode, with all the present siblings going about their usual routines. Lori was glued to her phone having a titter-fest with her boyfriend Bobby, Leni was jotting down ideas for a new sweater design (despite having confused a chopstick with a pen,) Luna was shredding on her guitar and shaking half the house, Luan was working on new material for her routine, Lynn had already destroyed her sparring dummy while brushing up on her wrestling moves, Lucy was working on yet another poem in one of her several secret dark places throughout the house, Lana was playing in the mud outside, Lola was admiring herself in her compact, and Lisa was conducting an experiment to deduce if it was possible to achieve polytransmorphic acceleration through use of negatively charged ionic psychoplasma.
There was only one omission, or rather four, from the chaos. Those things were Mr. and Mrs. Loud, the youngest sibling Lily, and the foul, nostril-searing stench of Lily’s diapers. Mr. Loud had taken two weeks off work to help Grandpa Loud, or Pop-Pop as Leni affectionately called him, move out of his old home and into somewhere more old-man accessible while Mrs. Loud was off on a business trip, and Lily was left under the care of Clyde’s parents, Howard and Harold. Suffice to say, they didn’t exactly trust their kids with the care of an infant given what happened last time they were all left to their own devices.
And then there was one.
Lincoln Loud, the only boy in a pod of girls, was spending his morning lazing on the couch and reading comics in nothing but a pair of socks and his tighty-wighties, savoring one of the few times he had the couch and the TV all to himself, listening to the news while he read.
“Ah, the morning news…” Lincoln said through a yawn, stretching his arms out and then resting them behind his head. “Your one-stop-shop for current events, punditry, and lazy exposition by even lazier writers.”
Ahem….
Suddenly a shrill, piercing sound sent a jolt up Lincoln’s spine that prompted him off the couch and even out of his socks, as well as the spines of all the other Loud kids, save for one.
“Loud Family!” Lori’s voice boomed following the whistle. “ASSEMBLE!”
Like obedient soldiers, the Louds all dropped what they were doing and B-lined toward the foyer, lining up from shortest to tallest and youngest to oldest, all standing straight, tall, and at firm attention. For you see, there was one caveat for the Loud kids staying at home and not being watched by the McBrides along with Lily; Lori was in charge, and she ruled over the homestead with an iron fist. To no surprise once all the Louds had assembled, before them stood Lori, clad in her army jacket, boots, and aviators, and wielding that ever-so-fierce looking riding crop. Thankfully she had yet to use it on any of them…yet.
“At ease.” Lori said, which brought about the Louds holding steady and occasionally exchanging confused and worried glances with each other. Sensing dissonance, Lori removed her aviators and softened her demeanor a bit. “No, seriously, you can relax.”
The Louds all breathed a collective sigh of relief as they relaxed and eased themselves, but Lori went directly back to drill instructor mode all the same.
“Loud Family, it’s been six days since mom and dad left you and the house under my care.” Lori said as she paced back and forth with steely determination. “I’m proud to say there have been no incidents of note. The kitchen hasn’t been trashed, the house is spotless, Vanzilla is in better shape than when dad got it from grandpa, and Lisa hasn’t blown up the house; again.”
“I go on record to say that last time was not my fault.” Lisa said calmly but firmly through her thick lateral lisp. “Besides, exploding domiciles help to build character, and my hadron enforcement experiment only destroyed two thirds of the second story. Nobody was seriously injured.”
“Says you.” Lincoln retorted. “Lynn and Lucy had to bunk up with me for a week! My bed still smells like meatball subs and dead bats.” His remark earned him a punch in the arm from Lynn, who was standing right next to him. “OW!”
“Nuh-uh!” Lynn said defensively. “You know I switched to turkey clubs weeks ago!”
“Least you didn’t have to share a bed with the twins.” Luna stated.
“What’s that supposed to mean!?” Lana barked from clear on the other side of the line-up.
“You bite in your sleep!” Luna shot right back. “One more nibble I would have dropped you like a hammer on a bed of nails!”
“Gee…” Luan chimed in her usual jokey, fun-loving tone as she comically shrugged. “I suppose such an act would make you a Luna-tic!”
Before everyone could groan at Luan’s pun or Luan could laugh at her own joke, Lori blew her whistle again and got their attention back.
“As I was saying…” she said. “Despite a few fights and arguments, your behavior has improved. ..” She then stopped dead in her tracks, and turned to face her sisters and brother with a grim, stern, solidness in her tone. “Therefore, I can only think of one thing…”
The Louds stood still and silent, some sweating profusely as they exchanged nervous glances with each other. They had no idea what Lori was going to say or do next, and their dread of the unknown only intensified as Lori’s hand inches closer and closer toward her jacket pocket. With bated breath they waited, time slowing to a grueling crawl until her hand reached inside…
And produced both a roll of 20’s and plenty of coupons to the Loud Family’s favorite pizzeria, and with them Lori’s entire demeanor changed from stern and harsh to uplifting and bright.
“So…” Lori said in a smooth, playful tone. “Who’s up for pizza and a movie this afternoon?”
The response was as predictable as the sunrise, each Loud member giving a surprised gasp and following their own excited squeals of delight and dances of excitement. Once they had settled down a bit, conversations immediately began on what was playing and what they should see.
“Let’s go see an action movie!” Lynn stated excitingly. “A brand new ‘The Disposables’ movie just came out!”
“Grandpas with guns? Like, so 2010!” Leni said with scorn, and then beamed in excitement. “Let’s go see a romantic movie! I heard they just remade Suggestive Swinging.”
“Negative.” Lisa said dismissively, adjusting her glasses. “I’m a firm believer that if the hands and minds behind the motion picture industry must remake a classic, then we are obliged to watch the classic. Besides, I hear there’s a riveting documentary playing about the declining sea monkey population.”
“We should see a horror movie.” Lucy said in her cold, deadpan tone. “There’s the 15th installment of the Animosityville series playing at the Ravenholm Cinemas…” Lucy then thought for a moment, and before anybody could shoot her idea down she promptly did it for them. “Then again, they made 14 other ones and only two of them are any good…”
“How about the latest superhero movie, Fabulous Five?” Luan suggested, much to Luna’s confusion.
“Didn’t that movie bomb?” Luna asked.
“It did!” Luan said, producing her video camera and her enthusiasm was undeterred. “It bombed spectacularly! Fans hated it and critics despised it, and both the studio and director publically disowned it! It was so bad even the title couldn’t make it sound good! I mean come on, 5abulous? What were they thinking!? All ten of us could riff on it, and I can even livestream it to my webpage!”
“That’s dumb!” Lola said, annoyed and with her arms crossed.
“Yeah!” Lana added. “Purposefully watching a bad movie just to make fun of it? Who does that?”
“You’d be surprised…” Lisa chimed in. “However, seeing as how we’re neither celebrities on the Internet nor anybody of any significant importance or value in the motion picture industry, we’d be asking to get sued by the studio if we did such a thing.”
For several minutes, the Loud Sisters went back and forth on what movie they should see, shooting ideas down, starting over, and repeating the process. All the while, Lincoln was flipping through images on the family tablet, checking various review scores from critics and audiences alike on various movies that were currently playing in theaters.
“No…” he said as he swept past another movie, and not letting up as more options presented themselves. “No…no…stupid…dated…too dark…to bland…too schmaltzy…not funny…not appropriate for small children…how that guy still gets work I’ll never know…” Finally, he found something. “I got it!” He shouted excitingly, getting the attention of his sisters. Once all eyes were on him, Lincoln presented the image on the tablet, a poster of the movie ‘Golden.’ The poster depicted a tall warrior maiden with long, golden hair, wearing full-plate armor and wielding a magic sword so large it required two hands to wield. Standing with her was a smiling anthropomorphic grizzly bear, wearing a monk’s robe and draping a comically large war hammer across his shoulders, and in the background was a lush medieval fantasy world with a regal castle, a craggy mountain, various supporting characters, and a mighty red dragon blocking out the sun with his expansive wings.
“Why not Golden?” Lincoln suggested. “It’s an animated fantasy adventure based on Goldilocks and the Three Bears. See, Goldilocks is an orphaned girl who’s lost and hungry and happens upon an empty house, and the three bears adopt her. And because she lives with bears, she grows as big as a bear! One day the evil Dragon King of Kragmarth attacks their kingdom and kidnaps their king seeking the Sword of Providence, and it’s up to Goldi, her brother Bart…” For the moment Lincoln’s enthusiasm died when stating the bear’s name out loud.
“Bart the Bear? Gee, that’s original. Anyway!” He went on, his enthusiasm coming right back. “Anyway, big scary monster and they have to stop him and save the world. So what do you guys think?”
The reaction Lincoln got was not what he was expecting, as his sisters looked lost and confused from his description of the movie.
“Soooo it’s based on Goldilocks?” Lori finally said, breaking the awkward silence. “Wow…they sure got a lot out of a story about a little girl who eats food, sits in chairs, and sleeps in beds.”
When put that way, it did sound kind of silly, made more apparent by the rest of the sisters save for Lisa and Lucy giggling and chuckling. This left Lincoln to fend for himself, though he himself was wearing a bit of a half scowl on his face.
“Okay…” he said. “So it isn’t so much based on Goldilocks and the Three Bears as it is loosely inspired by it.” Despite this, he returned back to being excited and enthusiastic about, especially once he began listing the movie’s features and achievements, showing them on the tablet. “But seriously, it looks really good! It has everything! Romance, heart, action, adventure, and suspense! It’s a box-office darling, has a 97% rating on MoldyOnions.com, and there’s even Oscar buzz!”
“Fun!” Leni stated excitedly, with Lynn, Lana, Luan, and Lola exchanging some idle chatter over how good the movie sounded. Others, however, were still not quite convinced.
“Uh…I don’t know, bro.” Luna said apprehensively, rubbing the back of her head with one hand. “Isn’t that a kid’s movie?”
“Family movie, Luna.” Lincoln corrected. “Big difference.” A sly smirk then came to his face, knowing just what buttons to push to convince his rock loving, head banging sister. “Besides…did I mention it was a musical written in the style of a rock opera?” In an instant, Luna’s eyes brightened as well as her smile. Lisa’s and Lucy’s…didn’t.
“Nice try, Lincoln.” Lisa said with her nose held high and her arms crossed over her chest. “But it will take far more than that to convince me of subjecting myself to a cavalcade of primary colors and outdated, nauseating fairy tale clichés.”
“Then don’t!” Lincoln said proudly as he showed Lisa several user reviews of the movie on the tablet. “Golden doesn’t just subvert tired and overused tropes and clichés; it vilifies both them and the writers who still cling to them!”
“Hmmm…” Lisa pondered, rubbing her chin as she scrolled down the glowing review of how the movie stood out from other fairy tales and gladly made fun of their own company’s overused tropes, especially the one where characters fall in love with the first person they see for no evident reason other than ‘he’s the love interest.’ She had to admit, it looked impressive. “…well played.”
With that, Lincoln turned his attention toward Lucy, the one sibling who hadn’t agreed yet.
“I know what you want me to say.” Lucy said flatly. “But it won’t happen. There’s nothing a movie about singing animals and knights in shining armor has to offer my tormented soul.” Ever ready at the helm, Lincoln showed on the tablet a video YouView with over 500 MILLION hits, roughly four minutes long and titled ‘Burn It All’ with the red dragon on the poster perched atop a dark tower with lightning striking and thunder rolling in the background.
“Not even for an award-winning villain song, performed by none other than British thespian and over-actor extraordinaire Tom Cumin?” he said enticingly. “Did I mention he plays the Evil Dragon King and that the song takes place in his castle of darkness while surrounded by hordes of demons and the undead?”
Lucy stood still and silent for what seemed like an eternity, the Louds watching intently as they awaited her answer. Finally, after a long and uncomfortable silence, the little emo spoke.
“…dang it.”
Lori then blew the whistle yet again. “It’s settled then!” She said demandingly, returning back to her bossy mode. “Loud Family, go get ready! Vanzilla leaves at eleven on the dot! Any Loud who falls behind gets LEFT behind!”
With that, the nine remain Louds all made a mad dash in different directions, some going to change their clothes (or in Lincoln’s case, put some on) while others went to freshen up. Either way, everyone was getting prepped for the day ahead of them. So excited they were that they outright forgot what they were doing earlier. Especially Lincoln, who forgot to turn the TV off, which was playing the last bit of news for the morning…
“And in other news…” the anchor lady said. “It’s been three weeks since Superman left Metropolis under the care of Supergirl, Cyborg, and Green Lantern and began his trek across America! Shortly after defeating Manchester Black and the Elite almost a month ago, Superman announced that he felt detached from humanity and the people of the world, especially those in the United States, and that this journey would be an attempt to re-ground himself down to Earth. Apparently the Man of Steel really gets around, as he’s been spotted in places like Jump City, Gotham, Arlen, Beach City, and even the small town of Gravity Falls, Oregon! Keep your eyes peeled, for you never know where Krypton’s Last Son may show up next. And now, the weather.”
“IT’S GONNA RAIN!!!”
End Chapter One
As for the kids raising themselves, I think the bulk of that falls on Lori and Lincoln. (I haven't seen the newer episodes yet but did hear about Clyde's great dads.)
Well, as long as there's a purpose as you say, then I'll give it a shot. Until then, here's the next chapter! ^_^
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