Hello, I am Songbird, and this is my first fanfic story of the episode of "No Such Luck". I know there's a lot of fanfic stories with same topic of the episode, seeing how horrible that episode still is, but we all know it's never going to stop other future writers to make one of their own. I want to make a well planned out story to express my own thought of my story.
Plus, I like to give thanks to Bh3234729 for the cover art, even though I bragged him make me one since we're related, but I convinced him to make me a cover art.
This is Locked Luck, part one (its going to be a long intro), I hope you enjoy.
"C'mon, Lori, I really need to go" the white-haired child begged for her sister to grant him entrance to the bathroom. Unable to hold his waste any longer. But she rejected.
"No, we can't risk having you taking off the suit" afraid of her brother without her suit as her sisters who came upstairs with their normal clothing on while they each hold their bathing suits. They Waldo hear the whole thing from the stairs. "if you really need to go then why didn't you go on the beach?" Lori asked, rolling her eyes to point the obvious.
"The stalls are unclean and I didn't need to go that time until now!" Couldn't hold much longer and begins to repeatedly jump evermore. "I'm about to explode!" Begin for another time but Lana response was not what he wants to hear.
"Go outside, do your business out there" Lana advice and the others agreed, except Lincoln. Feeling that it's not right to do his business outside, and there's another problem.
"But I need to go number two, I can't defecate outside" he declined Lana's advice, but she also gave another advice.
"Why not dig a hole and take a dump, I always do that most of the time" she said with pride while others gagged in the thought of defecating outside was very unpleasant to imagine.
Lincoln gagged "Gross, I'm not doing that!" his sisters except Lana also have the same thought and agreement at first, but thinking the possibility of their brother without a suit could be dangerous to the house and their well being.
"Well, you don't any other choice, go outside" Lori pointed to the stairs, expecting him to leave and do his business outside. Although, Lincoln had an idea.
"Why don't I go to Clyde's house then?"
"negative, the place is too far away and we need your good luck here in this area." Lisa stated her claim, seeing how his brother could raise her chances of creating a well-built experiment without the risk of impact blast of miscalculating tests. The rest agreed to keep their brother in close range with the house, and with their range as well.
"You all can't be serious"
"Well you're out of luck, hahaha, get it" luan laugh as the rest of the siblings groan in annoyance. Lincoln could not take the option to defecate outside, but another idea came to his head and begins to smile and walk down the hall "ok, I'll go outside and take a poop, but one of you have to clean it up" Lincoln said. With the jolt of eyes and a sudden surprise, his sisters decline.
"What, there is no way we're doing that!" Lori scowled but later gagged, the rest agreed. "You do that"
"Ok, you wouldn't mind if I get the suit ruin, and let it have that smell. actually, I don't think I can make it outside so I might as well soil myself in this suit" Lincoln smiled as he took another step to the stairs, but later stopped with Luna grabbing by his tail. Having him around the house with a smelly suit would be unpleasant to live with and might taint the lucky suit.
"Wait dude, don't go!" she then grabs Lincoln and runs back to the restroom. Kicking the door open and tossed Lincoln inside, regardless of the brutal impact to the floor he was protected by the fabric material in with is made in the suit. Slamming the door shut to give the boy some privacy.
Lincoln's strategy work, but not he expected from their response, still he succeeded. He got up from the ground and starts taking off the head. The cold air hit his face and the satisfaction of able to breathe and smell something other than his body odor and stenchy sweat. Taking off the body of the squirrel suit and the cold air hit his sweaty back and chest. The weight of the suit was now off his shoulders and he could move freely and do his business, although he didn't wear his normal clothing but only his PJs. "Finally" he said with a smile.
On the other side of the door, the loud sisters headed to their rooms to put away their bathing suits and belongings that they brought to make their beach day a lot of fun. Inside the room of the athlete and the young goth, the sisters placed their belongings in their proper place. Lucy places her black umbrella back to the closet and Lynn places her tennis ball under her bed. "Lynn, do you think the suit would wear off?" Lucy asked. Without any hesitation, Lynn jumps on her bed and take out a baseball off her pillow.
"Well yeah, but don't worry, Leni could patch away some rips and scratches if-"
"No that's not what I meant, will the luck in the suit would wear off, or will Lincoln's bad luck wear off?" unsure if her brothers suit could last anymore of the fortune power to keep them safe from Lincoln's bad luck, or whether the suit would give him good luck to cleanse and clean his bad luck.
"I don't know, it's best if Lincoln stays in his suit for all of us, and it's for his own good" Lynn stated as she grabs her glove and bat from her closet. Thinking if Lincoln is now their good luck charm and his fortune around the house could decrease Lynn's chances of breaking any windows when she practices in the backyard.
"Hmmm, do you think his luck could increase my chances to contact a spirit, I tried to speak a lost soul but I didn't have any luck of making contact?" she asked but Lynn chuckled to her response.
"Ghosts are not real, just like Lincolns dumb "ARRGH" show, just another sad dude who wasted his career in "ghost hunting"" she explains as she shakes her bat to lucy "sports are the most important career to go with" she later left the room, leaving lucy wondering if Lincoln's luck were caused by a supernatural spirits. But that thought was later interrupted as her dad called all of them with a special news.
"Girls, who want to go to Dairyland!?" Lynn Sr. yelled out with excitement, causing the whole hallway to be filled with excited screams and cheers. Lucy looks around the room to see if there wasn't anyone to see her smile and cheer. From her room, she could hear Lynn Jr. running down the hall and to the bathroom. Loud knocks were also heard.
"LINCOLN, we need your luck to make this experience more awesome!"
"What? Wait, I'm almost finished"
"No, we need you now!" Lynn yelled in desperation when the sound of hard kicks and punches are heard until the door finally open….
"AHHHHHH, LYNN GET OUT!"
"AHHHHHH, IM SORRY!"
Heading to the entrance of the amusement park wear the line is far and wide, not even time could speed the processes with the boredom that kills the speed. Only eight people and three family groups away to reach the booth. Yet the time is limited to the amount is spent to have in the park.
"We should've come here early if the line was this long" Lincoln comment the situation from where they're in. boredom consumed his experience and the long time of standing in line in the hot sun was enough to cook what's inside the suit, which is himself. Sweat and moisture were exiting his body and made contact with his suit making it uncomfortable for the boy.
"Well if you didn't take off the suit to go to the bathroom, we wouldn't be standing in the stupid line." Lola stated as she too was impatient to stand in this line. Without a doubt, she knew that Lincoln's bad luck affected their time and chances to enter the park. "Because of your bad luck we could have come here on time and riding those rides" she pointed at the ride where people sat in chairs attached to a chain in which it takes you around in a circle.
"Really...you think I'm still bad luck and I did this?" he asked in annoyance. To think that his luck had to do anything about their situation. Without any hesitation to respond his question they quickly replied to a union. "Yes!"
From that response, Lincoln gave them the look of "really?" as if it was obviously dumb. He later realized that his suit is beginning to soak up with sweat and the stench of BO, making the suit wet and uncomfortable to wear. He wasn't concerned or bothered, the suit took all of his body moisture where he feels dehydrated. "Do any of you brought water or something to drink?" Lincoln asked as he spotted Lori with a bottle of water in her hand. Yet half empty, it was enough to make the boy satisfied and help him hydrate. Lori heard his question and decided to pass the water bottle to the squirrel suited boy.
"Here" Lori said as Lincoln grabbed the bottle and later thanked her. Uncapping the bottle and lifts his head suit. But just as he was nearly exposing his mouth he felt something pushing his headpiece back down to cover back his whole head again.
"Hold it, son, we don't want your bad luck to leak out and make the line take any longer." his father explain as Lincoln felt disappointed with his father's decision. Seeing how the open bottle is in his hands he decided to drink it, but with the mouthpiece that has a squirrel buck tooth that blocked the bottle from his actual mouth cause the water to spill between the outer shell of the suit and the inside. He self the water passed his mouth and run down his face then neck. Giving another try but failed, leaving him a soaked suit to wear around the park. "Great" Lincoln muttered in disappointment.
"Hey Lincoln!" a familiar voice was spoken. Lincoln knew who that voice belonged. Looking to the back of the line he sees Clyde waving his hands, but that wave came to a halt as he looked to be confused. Seeing his best friend wearing a squirrel suit to the park is something that made the child asking himself if there is a reason to wear the suit to the park. A job? An event?
"Oh, hey!" Lincoln waved. Clyde walks towards his best friend, passing through the line and closer to Lincoln's position were up close he could see the wet spots on the suit.
"Uh, Lincoln, why are you wearing Lynn's team squirrel mascot suit?" Clyde asked but just as Lincoln could respond to his question, Lynn intercepted.
"Because he's bad luck, the suit makes him good luck now."
Clyde found this odd, but he shrugged since Lynn could be no brains and her statement could be something else. "Its cool how we're going to Dairyland together"
"I know right, hey, do you wanna ride the Milk Shaker?" Lincoln asked
"Heck yeah, hey can we stand behind you?"
"We?" Lincoln asked with a brow raised from the other. Clyde calls out from the spot he once was and later appear Howard and Harold, and came to wear their son was now standing.
"Lincoln, is that you?" Howard asked seeing how their son's close friend is wearing a squirrel suit, even Harold felt the same confusion.
"Yeah it's me, I'm in this suit because my family thinks I'm bad luck" he replied. The fathers laughed at his response, thinking he made a joke just like the one from his visit explaining about frozen microwaved food.
"Oh Lincoln, still the funny kid you are" Harold chuckled. Lincoln knew they wouldn't believe what he had to explain, but he took that thought away and focused on their presence.
"so you're all here for Dairyland too?"
"Yeah, my dads thought it would be great to have some fun time after a long hard work from chores, so we thought of going to Dairyland" Clyde replied
"Yes, Dr. Lopez said after a long hard work, we need to treat ourselves with an activity to spend some time together as a family" Harold explains "since we are going to an amusement park we bought a bottle of hand sanitizer and germ-kill spray for Clyde, the park can be filled with many possible bacteria and dangerous germs"
"Especially in the restrooms" Howard added, Harold agreed. Lincoln could tell Clyde's dads really are an overprotective and very concern parents to their son. Just like the day of their sleepover when the gave him the humidifier, dehumidifier, medication, and a picture of the whole family.
"Lincoln, we're next!" Lola calls out as Lincoln looks around and notice the line was now short for apparent reasons. The group heads up the booth and paid their way to enter. Later the whole family scattered to do their separate ways. Looking around, Lincoln could tell this was going to be a day with his best friend to have a well time.
"Lincoln, if we hurry to the Milk Shake we might be in a short line" Clyde said as he pointed to the ride they attend to go. Lincoln remember the ride very clearly when he and Lana got tickets from Lana's winning pageant prize. Although he wasn't happy when his mouth was open when the impact of someone's vomit came contact to his face.
With a smile, he agreed, but right before he could move another step, he felt something grabbed his shoulders. "Wait, Lincoln, I need your luck to win this amazing cook-off competition" his dad explained, pointing at a large white tent with a sign on the front that contains an image of Tippy the cow holding a large pot, and reads dairyland chili cook-off competition. Lincoln was disappointed to participate in his father's competition.
"But, dad, I'm going to the Milk Shaker ride with Clyde, can't I go for one ride?" Lincoln said, but his father didn't agree.
"Sorry son, but the competition's registration will be over soon. The grand winning prize is two all season pass to Dairyland entrance for the whole year, and I get to meet Timothy McCole face to face!" he said with excitement.
"But, dad, I… did you say two season passes to dairyland park?" he asked as the thought of the passes could be his if he wins the cook-off.
"Yes, and meet Timothy McCole!" he explains. Lincoln wanted to spend some time with Clyde to ride the Milk Shaker, but the thought of the passes to come back to park at any time was much too satisfied the boy, even Clyde since he heard the whole thing.
"That's amazing!" the duo friends said in union, but Lincoln wanted to make sure of something. "Dad, so if you win, can I have the passes?"
Without listening to his sons question as he sees a pair of cooks heading inside the tent, causing him to draw Lincoln by the tail of the suit "Yeah, sure, whatever you want, now let's go!" he said as he speed walks to his destination, while Lincoln fell and was dragged by his tail and scrapped by his bottom. He didn't mind at first since the thought of winning the tickets was his only priority.
"Alright, now dad, what do I do?" he asked. Expecting he might have a part to his father's role in this competition.
"Nothing, just take an empty seat and let your luck do the thing" he explains his purpose in this event. Lincoln didn't like this response from his father, but if it meant to win the pass, it might be worth it. On the upside of this, the event takes place in a large tent where no sun rays could make his suit anymore hotter but he so wrong. Just as they entered the tent, the number of grills and open areas of the roof (to let the smoke out) made the place feel like an oven. The place a lot warmer than outside, the light sun rays from the open areas of the roof made the place feel raise the temperature to point of a greenhouse.
"Dad, this place really boiling me" he explains. The suit made it more difficult for the boy to get used to, and the air is rather hard to breathe.
End of part one...
