Despite much love for their families, Lincoln and Clyde would like to have a different family life with regard to the brothers. Frustrated and exasperated by his ten sisters, Lincoln would want to stay as an only child. (This was mentioned in the episode "Ties That Bind"). Clyde, however, would love to have a little brother or a little sister, to play more and share his games. Or maybe all 10 new brothers, as Lincoln! (In some episodes, he had tried envy for Lincoln with his ten sisters, since he is an only child). So one day, the boys decided to simultaneously express their wish on the birthday cake, just below the magical night of the shooting soon their wish came true, but something went wrong.

Attention! my English, here, is not all perfect. (I'm an Italian girl).

For this reason, I have tried to write in a simple way, as best I could do.

Happy reading!

The Loud House. Sunday morning, at 7.15.

Lincoln was snoring blissfully in the cool morning air, through the open window. He mumbled something, while he sleep. Lincoln was just dreaming of fighting some magical monster, in "King of the Rings" *. As a brave warrior of the distant lands.

But the loud noise did wake up with a start poor Lincoln, causing him to fall off the bed. "Ehi?! Who's that annoys so soon at seven in the morning? Today is Sunday!"

So he went out from his room, exasperated. To go see what was going on. Soon, he realized that was now in the middle of such a mess. In the midst of his ten sisters, all already awake and full of energy. Especially, the twin sisters.

Lana and Lola played at being "Cops and Robbers", buzzing around the poor Lincoln with such confusion.

"Hey, you two! Stop your game, now! You have been giving me a headache!"

The twins laughed amused. "Sorry, Lincoln! We're just playing!"

Lincoln yelled, more angry than ever. "Yes, but today is Sunday! Why are you awake at this hour?"

"You ignore them, Lincoln." Mrs. Loud Rita replied, with her basket full of dirty clothes. "They're just little girls. they're so made. More a child is small, it is much more energetic. It's normal."

"Yes, but today is Sunday!" Lincoln had protested, pressing his ears with both hands. "It was not to make noise, to this hour"

"Oh, honey. You must have just a little 'patience. Since you're already awake, can you come down to breakfast. If you want."

Lincoln sighed resignedly. "Ok. Time to go to the bathroom, and then I arrive". So he headed for the bathroom, but then was overtaken by Lori."

"Good morning, Linc! Sorry me, but I need absolutely the bathroom! I'm in tremendous late! " And she was just about to close the door.

"Hey! Me too! I need the bathroom, me too! I have to do pee!" Lincoln protested desperately.

"A little 'patience, Lincoln. Just give me two minutes!" Lori looked really worried, about the delay.

Lincoln tried to resist, crossing his legs. "Please, Lori! As these would last two minutes, really? And then why you're already awake at this hour on a Sunday?

"Because today I've a date with Bobby. I've to make me beautiful for him! And I'm chronically in late!" Lori had stated, closing the bathroom's door.

"What? No, Lori! Please, I have to do pee!" So Lincoln began knocking on the door firmly. "Let me in! I don't resist!"

But Lori screamed, almost exasperated. "Do not break, Linc! I've to finish the trick!"

So Lincoln had to wait for strength, praying Lori came out early in the bathroom. In that moment, Luna began to scream singing and playing her favorite guitar.

"Oh, Lincon. Poor Lincoln. Forced to wait outside the bathroom! So desperate! There, there, there! Zum, Zum, Zum! What should he do noooooow?"

Lincoln was almost startled by the sudden appearance of Luna. But at the same time, even angry.

"Luna, not tingle my poor ears with your stupid rock music!"

Luna stopped singing, looking at her brother. "Ehhhh! How many stories! I was just training me for today's concert, with my friends! Bye, Lincoln! Good stay!". And she came back to play guitar, increasingly noisy.

Finally, Lori left the bathroom and Lincoln was just about to get into it, but something went wrong.

"Oops! I forgot to put the polish on the nails! "And she went back to the bathroom, leaving out again the poor Lincoln.

Lincoln sighed, frustrated as he tried to ignore the chaos of the other sisters around him. He said with an ironic tone. "But what a beautiful Sunday! Really!"

At almost the same time, to Cyde's home. At 7.20.

Clyde was still sleeping peacefully, until his alarm clock rang at the end. "Mmmhhh! What a beautiful morning! The big day has finally arrived!"

At that very moment, Howard and Harold entered with breakfast ready on the tray. "Happy birthday, Clyde!"

Clyde was happy to see his two dads who actually remembered his birthday. "Dad Harold! Dad Howard! Did you remember my birthday! Wonderful!"

"And how we can forget about such an important thing, my son?" Howard had said, with an affectionate tone.

The two fathers was sat down on the side of the bed of Clyde, to support breakfast and ... a gift!

A beautiful sparkling blue paper parcel with a nice red bow above. It was big almost as a shoe box.

Clyde's eyes were full of joy. With the typical "puppy's" eyes. "Oh! This's for me?"

The fathers nodded both, serenely. "Yes, Clyde. If you want, you can now open your gift. Or wait at your birthday party tonight..." Harold said, ruffling his son's hair.

"No, I want to open it now! I'm curious! "And so Clyde began to eagerly unwrapped the gift, opening finally the content.

The boy gasped in amazement:

Inside the box, there was a new baseball glove and a new collection of DVDs of the new season 2016 "Stark Sterk" *

"But ... but ... it's gorgeous! The best gift I ever got! Thank you, thank you!" And he began to bounce on the bed with the new baseball glove in hand, hugging his fathers.

Howard laughed happily. "Go easy on the excitement! You're squeezing me too hard!"

Clyde let go, realizing the situation now. "Oh! I'm sorry, Dad Howard! You know what, I'm too happy for the gift!"

Then after he turned to Harold. "Dad Harold, Later the two of us going to play baseball, right? I'd like to try out the new glove!"

(Apparently, Clyde has inherited his passion for baseball by his father Harold, a former champion in college. Here is mentioned in "Deficit Attention")

Harold laughed smugly. "Sure. We will do it together this afternoon. But, before, you've to go find Lincoln and other friends, to secure invitations for the party tonight. Ok? Now you go to prepare to exit."

Clyde nodded, smiling widely. "Yes, sir!"

Finally, the two fathers came together from the room, leaving alone Clyde to eat his breakfast in peace. A few minutes later, he began to dress.

But then he soon realized the confusion that you felt out. So he leaned a little through the open window, to go to see the Loud House.

(The Louds and The McBrides are probably neighbors, according to the episode description for "Overnight Success." I do not think Lincoln and Clyde are really known before at school.)

Clyde saw his best friend Lincoln arguing with his sisters, to try to get into the bathroom. There was a such vivacity. And at that very moment, Clyde felt immediately such an envious for his friend. Beginning to sigh sadly.

"Lucky him. An extended family is definitely ... ..a beautiful and colorful family. Oh, how I would love to have a little brother or little sister. But unfortunately, now I'm currently only child."

And he looked around, in his room. "This house is so nice and full of love, but so too quiet."

Despite Clyde was so happy to have a beautiful home and two wonderful parents who love him, he had felt a certain lack in his family: a little brother. Or even ten little brothers, such as those which has Lincoln.

The boy shook his head. "That's enough. Now I 've to think about my birthday party. And my dads are preparing the final preparations, down below." And so he got ready to go out.

The Loud House. At 7.28.

Lori had finally ended, leaving the bathroom. "Here I am. Now it's all yours, Lincoln. Bye!" And she went away, all in a hurry.

"It was time!" Lincoln complained, entering hastily into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, he was already dressed as he descended the stairs to the kitchen. But even there, the situation had not improved. In the kitchen, the chaos was far worse than before.

The twins had already reversed their bowls full of milk and cereals, while they dueled with teaspoons.

"You take this, Lola!" The sister Lana exclaimed triumphant.

Meanwhile, the little Lily yelled screaming on her seat, with her face all smeared with food. She cried again to hunger. "Now, here's your biberon." Rita had finally intervened after pulling out of the milk from the fridge.

Lynn, however, was struggling with her new ball, to train at the game today. And that she caused such a disaster tainting the floor with muddy shoes.

What about Lucy? She was reading aloud the last poems, to store better. Too high, her voice ... .and for this is so unbearable!

Lincoln frowned, angry. "What a beautiful day. Really!". And he went to the table for breakfast.

"Worse than that he could not go. Now I want to eat my favorite cereals…"

But Lincoln had spoken too soon. He was disconsolate after a shocking discovery: all cereals were finished!

"What? Who ate my cereals...!? " Then he looked at his twin sisters who threw away the cereals in a battle of marksmanship.

"Ah, yeah. What a stupid question ….Well, better to take a snack." And he took aim at a little box full of fragrant donuts.

But he was soon overtaken by Leni, Luna and Luan, who took turns all the donuts.

"Oh, here's a donut for me." Leni said, all euphoric.

"And for me, one with the cream." Luan said, laughing amused.

"And here, one with chocolate. Indeed, two!" Luna said, licking her lips.

So the three girls left all empty the box of donuts. There was nothing left for the poor Lincoln. The boy was angry. "I can't believe it!" You've eaten everything! This's too much!"

Rita tried to console her son. "C'mon, Honey. I know, today is a busy day. But you try to think at the party of your friend Clyde. You're been invited…. you remember? You'll have fun.".

Lincoln smiled at this thought. "You're right, Mom. I do not owe me angry about trifles. Now I hasten to get out. I've to meet Clyde, today."

He took his jacket and ran to his mother, to give her a kiss on cheek. "But, before, a kiss..."

Suddenly, he was surrounded by his older sisters.

"Now I go, Mom! Bobby expects me out. Bye!" Lori said, smacking a kiss on her mother's cheek.

It was the turn of Leni. "Bye, Mom. See you later!"

Then Luan. "I've to hurry, to give a mime show. Bye, Mom!"

And Finally Luna. "Hi, Mom. The concert is waiting for me. See you later."

Lincoln was exasperated. "Forget it." And he went out, slamming the door behind him.

"Sisters! They are so unbearable!"

When he finally came to the home of Clyde, he saw his best friend already out in the garden.

Suddenly, Harold and Howard called their son.

"Hey, Clyde! You've forgotten your jacket! " Harold said, waving his jacket.

"And here is your favorite snack!". Howard said, handing him a brown paper bag. He was still wearing the white apron kitchen.

Clyde smiled at his father. "Oh, thanks! Briefly, I almost forgot it. Thanks again."

"You're welcome, son." Harold said softly, putting the jacket to Clyde. "But remember, you're good. Attentive to the road."

"Okay, Dad Harold." Clyde said, quietly.

"Take care, you do not forget to take a bath tonight. BEFORE you go to the party." Howard said at the fine.

"Okay, Dad Howard. And you do not forget the muffins you that you have to prepare for my party."

Howard nodded. "Do not worry. It will be a wonderful celebration, you'll see. Oh God! I can't believe it ….your birthday is approaching ... and you're growing up too fast!" And he began to embrace his son, crying.

Harold tried to console his husband. "C'mon, Howie! A little 'demeanor. He isn't longer a little child."

Howard recovered eventually. "Sorry me, Hare-Bear. You're completely right. And I'm sorry you too, Clyde."

Clyde smiled. "Quiet, Dad. I understand you. I love you".

They fathers nodded, both. "We too." And they began to embrace their son for the last time.

Right in front of that scene, Lincoln felt a strong pain in his heart. Envy.

"I can't under stand… why Clyde had to complain much, for being the only child? What harm is there, living in a family without brothers?

For me, it would be wonderful to have all the attention of his parents and a beautiful house so quiet! " Then he began to sigh sadly. "Why Clyde would like to have a life full of brothers? I do not understand it."

Then he heard Clyde who greeted him cheerfully. "Hi, Lincoln! Ready for my party tonight? " Lincoln nodded, slowly. "Yes, Clyde." He was still sad.

Clyde noticed this reaction. "What is it, Lincoln? It's all OK? Maybe you're not happy for my party?"

Lincoln realized that situation, shaking his head. "What? Oh, no. Far from it! Sorry me, Clyde. It is that I was thinking about my sisters. They're so terrible, this morning."

Clyde walked, next to his friend. "Really, Lincoln? What happened?"

Lincoln shrugged disconsolately. "The usual things. They cry, they go around like crazy, changing too many clothes, dirty everywhere in the kitchen, chatting . It's Possibile that ... they are so terrible like that?"

Then he looked seriously Clyde, stopping halfway.

"But the reason is different: I tried envy of your family. You have no brothers, but you live in a beautiful and spacious house all to yourself. With the attention of parents all to yourself ! You do not know what I want to be an only child!"

Clyde was baffled, in front of this words "What are you saying? You do not know what you're saying ... You're not really serious, I hope."

"And instead it's so, for me!". Lincoln snapped, pointing to his house full of screams and noises from the sisters. "I'm serious, Clyde!".

Clyde shook his head. "I want the opposite, however. I would like to live in a family full of brothers. Like yours!"

Lincoln looked at his friend in silence, amazed. "I do not understand you, really. Why would you have brothers?"

"Because sometimes I just feel alone, at home! I would simply like to have a brother, for so many reasons! I wish I had an older brother, from which receive support of trust, good advice and great protection from bullies. I would like a younger brother, who teach my life experiences, my games, my school lessons. As a good responsible brother. It's so hard to understand, for you?"

Clyde was quite convinced, what he said. He seemed all sure.

Lincoln was amazed, for this reason. Then he lowered his head. "But I'm not so convinced. My sisters do not seem to give me much comfort, what you think.

Then he sighed resignedly.

"Okay, forget it. We've to think about your party. Ok?" And he smiled at his friend.

Clyde nodded, finally all glad. "Ok, Lincoln."

As the two boys made their way to the park to meet friends, their classmate ran to meet them.

"Hey, Clyde! Hi, Lincoln. "

"Oh! Hi, Tom! What are you doing here?"

"I go to the hills to see the shooting stars, along with my friends." Tom said, panting with excitement.

The two boys were both surprised. "What? Shooting stars?"

"Really? Don't you know it? You haven't seen he news in television, today? There will be an extraordinary meteor shower! There will then be the shooting stars."

"Oh, it must be wonderful!" Clyde murmured, dreamily. He loves the nights with shooting stars.

Tom nodded. "Yeah. Usually, before a shooting star you can make a wish."

Lincoln chuckled, amused. "Yes, I heard about it."

Tom then looked at Clyde. "You know, in my book of legends and the like, a wish can also be expressed in a birthday party. Blowing out the candles, just under a meteor shower! So, in that world your wish will be realized REALLY!"

Clyde and Lincoln were speechless. "Really?"

Tom nodded, quite sure. "Yes, so you can hope ardently, more easily and securely. Then, poof! The wish came real! "

Lincoln smiled widely. "Interesting."

Tom laughed loudly. "Yes, really! Now I have to go, guys! See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow, Tom!". The two boys answered in unison, waving.

Lincoln looked at Clyde, with a strange smile on his lips.

"Have you heard, Clyde? A desire that you will REALLY realize, thanks to the double celebration."

Clyde nodded dreamily. "Yes, maybe so I could finally realize my dream to be engaged to Lori."

Lincoln shook his head, in disgust. "Ugh, Clyde! But you only think about that? Yours is a real fixation."

Clyde shrugged. "And what can you do? I'm done so."

Lincoln sighed, slapping his forehead. "I was thinking of something more useful and necessary, Clyde. Something that can change our lives for the better."

"Which is?" Clyde asked, intrigued.

Lincoln thought for a moment, then took illumination snapping his fingers. "Well, desire to be born into a family without brothers.".

Clyde raised an eyebrow indignantly. "Again with this stupid story? But are you not ashamed?"

"Hey, c'mon! Clyde, you too can express a different desire from mine: To have a family with the brothers. The two of us we can express our desires, simultaneously, on your birthday cake. " And he made him hopeful eyes, as a puppy.

But Clyde shook his head, still indignant. "This is a very selfish. Even dishonest. Although I would like to have a family full of brothers, it can not do mica this situation." Clyde was much wiser to Lincoln. Indeed, he continued with his reasoning.

"And who tells you that this is really realize? It's just a legend! And mostly a stupid idea!"

Lincoln was out of breath, for those words. Then he lowered his head, with his face all red.

"You're right, Clyde. But I want to have ONLY one day without sisters. ONLY a day of truce. Not forever. What's wrong? I would just like to be considered by my parents, no longer be overlooked."

Clyde began to soften slowly, in front of his best friend. "Oh, Lincoln. You just learn to be patient. Just a little 'patience, and you'll see that your whole family will take you into consideration! "

Lincoln pulled up the nose. "Really, Clyde?".

His friend nodded, forking better his glasses. "Yes, Lincoln. Do not think about it anymore. Now we think to spread my invitations to our friends. " And he shot off a bunch of golden leaves, all glistening.

Lincoln rubbed his nose with the sleeve of his shirt, and then took a few invitations.

"Okay, Clyde. Let us go."

The black guy nodded, putting himself in the way. "Ok, Lincoln. But we must hurry. I want to be at home this afternoon. To play with my father, in a baseball game. ".

Lincoln nodded. "Ok. Let's go then."

The Loud House. At 16.00.

"Finally, at home.". Lincoln replied, all exhausted. But the atmosphere at home was not improved from the morning.

Still screaming sisters, like the little Lily or the hysterical Lola.

Or some lively sisters, like Luna or Luan.

Or some sisters unbearably chatty, like Lori or Leni.

It was all perfectly as before. And Lincoln was not at all pleased, for that reason.

"Oh, great! Truly magnificent!" It was an ironic phrase, this.

"Hi, honey. You're finally back!" Rita announced, with affectionate tone. "Are you ready for the party tonight? I've almost finished preparing the little pizzas, to bring to the McBride family."

"Mhhmhh. Yes, Mum. Mhhhmh." Then he headed for his room.

"Now I'm sorry, Mom. But I have to go to my room to rest. I have to be in top form for the Clyde's party. I'm very tired, now. ".

"Right, Lincoln. Go for it." She said, all quiet.

So the boy climbed the stairs, trembling with exhaustion. Suddenly, on the top of the stairs, he saw Lana that was struggling with a puppet familiar-looking.

Was MegaTrion, the little robot of his favorite cartoons.

"What are you doing, Lana?! That is my puppet!" Lincoln shouted desperately.

But Lana did not see her brother and continued to play with the little robot. "Here comes the legendary MegaTrion! Laser spinning activated! Zaaap! "And she came too dangerously on the edge of the handrail. There was the risk of dropping the doll into space, accidentally.

"Lana! No, stop it!" And he hurriedly ran to the little sister, trying to grab MegaTrion.

At the same moment, Lana seemed about to toss the robot.

"No, Lana! I said no!" And he finally grabbed Lana's arms, but this dropped involuntarily MegaTrion.

CRASH! MegaTrion had been destroyed, forever.

Lincoln's eyes widened, to the dismay. "No! Nooo! Why?" And he tried to retrieve any broken piece, everything possible.

Lana approached cautiously to her brother, really sorry. "Lincoln, I'm sorry for your puppet."

But the boy looked sourly at his sister. He was furious to the accident. "Don't come near me, Lana! You've gone too far!"

Lana was breathless. Almost about to cry.

"What you're doing, Linc?!" Lori had shouted, in front of that scene.

"Why do you shout like that?! Lana is only a small child! You must not say those words."

"Not break, Lori!" Lincoln was exasperated, seriously.

"I will not stand it anymore you sisters! All of you!"

Silence.

"What do you mean?" Lori said, eventually.

"What are you saying, Lincoln?" The mother said, in a worried tone.

"Yeah! Why do you say so?" Luna said, greatly surprised.

"Are you maybe crazy, Lincoln?" Luan murmured, worried.

Lincoln continued with angry tone. "And instead it's so! You heard right, all of you. I will not stand it anymore! How I would love to have no more to do with all you. I wish not to be born in a family with ten sisters! Never again!"

And he ran off to his room, with his eyes swollen with tears. Then the loud sharp sound of a slamming door.

Silence again.

Lana then approached her mother. "Lincoln is not saying seriously, right mom?".

Mrs. Loud nodded, trying to defuse. "Of course not, honey. He's not at all serious. He's just tired and nervous, for the party tonight. He'll get. You will see."

Lori shook her head, raising a hand to make small circles in the air. "I think instead that he has lost a screw. If he wants to stay as an only child, the worse for him. "

"Lori! Do not say this! You row to your room!"

"Geez, Mom!" Lori said with annoyed tone, and went to her room.

Meanwhile, Lincoln had his face still sunk in the pillow. "Why is everything to me? I can not stand this life! A Life with 10 sisters! What harm I have done to deserve this?" Then he raised his face and looked his mini-radio.

He would like to call Clyde, to vent all his sorrows.

But then he thought about it: Clyde had to think now at party. So he decided to postpone his outburst later, putting himself to sleep now.

The Mcbride House. At hours 18:50.

"What a nice game, guys!" Clyde was all excited, coming into the house. He had just finished playing in baseball with his father Harold.

"Hi, Clyde. Hi, Harold!" Howard greeted his family cheerfully. "I've finally finished with my Muffins!"

Already at home he felt a sweet familiar scent: chocolate and vanilla.

"How wonderful, dad Howard." And Clyde went into the kitchen, to admire the freshly baked muffins. They were still warm and fragrant.

"Mhhh. What I would like to try one, now."

"Halt, young man!" Howard said, almost laughing. "You will eat it, tonight, at your party! Now you go on to prepare."

Clyde nodded. "Okay, Dad." And he ran up the stairs, trembling all over for the party, but then stopped abruptly in front of the staircase.

Along the wall of the staircase, there were all the family pictures.

Two old photo had been very impressed him: the Howard's family and the Howard's family.

Both, the families were full of brothers and sisters, as well as parents.

The father Harold had two brothers and a sister (she is now defunct). Dad Howard, however, had only females sisters and two male cousins both took in foster care after the death of their parents.

They families were all happy. There was an incredible complicity between brothers and cousins.

Then Clyde looked other photos, down the hall to the stairs. Some depicted the small Clyde, at age 5, in arms to the two young fathers.

The child smiled happily, always.

At that age, Clyde was just been adopted. Among those photos, there was one that showed his fathers just out from the orphanage, with the little Clyde all smiling. He always smiled because he had finally found a new family who loved him for what he was.

Before his fathers arrived, he was all alone and sad. It was sad because mocked and isolated by his comrades, because of its quirks.

Due to the fact of being a child prodigy. A little nerd. A child so different from his peers.

Even the new families did not want that baby. No family want him because of his quirks...excepte Howard and Harold. They worshiped from the very beginning that child and they both knew very well what it means to be different.

For this reason, the two men they had taken him, thus becoming his new parents. In practice, they had saved him from a sure life future without friends and family.

Clyde was grateful to his adoptive parents, for this reason.*

Thanks to them, now he has a beautiful house, a loving family, a good school and good friends as Lincoln.

However, the past life in the orphanage had made it clear what it meant to be alone, without his peers. And then a life without brothers or sisters.

Clyde sighed deeply. "I wish I had a little brother.". And he gave up the stairs to the kitchen, from his parents.

Howard watched Clyde entering gravely. He began to worry.

"Hey, Clyde. What is happen?"

The boy nervously rubbed his arm. "Well, I ... .Well, I would like to ask you a question."

Howard and Harold exchanged their glances, both confused. Then they went back to look at their son.

"We're listening. Tell us as well."

"Well, usually at a birthday party you can make a wish blowing out all the candles. And that desire will become real...

so I will have what I wanted for a long time. Right?"

The two dads were confused, both silent. Harold was the first to talk to Clyde, smiling.

"Well ... yes. Look, your friends will bring many beautiful gifts tonight. Maybe you'll find something there that you wanted and you were looking so much. "

Clyde threw up his arms, almost agitated. "Oh, no. No, no, no. I did not mean it that way. I do not mean bicycles, video games and more. I mean a desire ... more serious. A more serious gift, here. A gift that will change our lives."

The dads were silent again, surprised.

"Where would you go to say?" Howard asked his son, with increasingly worried. Even intrigued.

Clyde began to babble nervously. "Well, you and dad Howard would do anything for me, because I was always happy and in place. Right?".

The two fathers nodded with certainty, even if they had not yet managed to understand what was getting their son.

"Well, for the my next birthday I would love to have a little brother! It would be a wonderful gift!"

The two fathers were almost out of breath, in surprise. Howard had dropped the bowl full of cream.

"Ah! Damn! The cream!"

Harold had instead taken immediately. He had an incredible sense of control.

"Well, Clyde. It's not a simple thing, give you a little brother. We would like much, but it's a thing….very complicated."

"And why?" Clyde asked, with almost disappointed tone. "You can not adopt another child?"

"Because it takes a long time to adopt another child. You know how long I and your dad Howie we went looking for a new child?"

Clyde shook his head uncertainly.

"Quite a lot. Definitely a lot." Harold explained, looking at his husband.

"It took years, because they were required to adopt many of permit documents, many controls and many ... social workers. It was not a simple thing, for a pair like ours. It was also necessary to go to distant places, to get everything. It was very difficult.".

"But it was worth it. At last we had found you." Howard had stated, in a trembling voice.

"Well, if for adoption really takes a long time..." Clyde said, with such calm.

"So, there are no other ways to have a little brother?"

Harold looked at him, uncertain. "Well ... Yes. There would also be the surroga... ". Then he became red in the face. "Well, alsothis's a very complicated thing. Even this is not so much easy. Even there it takes so long."

"Oh, I see." Clyde said, trying to hide his disappointment.

"And then there are other problems." Harold tried to explain.

"What kind of problems?"

"Well, here we have many things to do. Between work and home. In short, we do not know how long we will have to have another child in the family. I do not know if Howard and I manage to give you a little brother."

Clyde was left disheartened, to hear those words. "Are you telling me that I will never have a brother?"

Harold sighed, trying to calm his son. "Clyde, sometimes in our life there are some things that do not go as you would like. You must accept what gives you the fate."

Clyde shrugged angrily. "No it's not true! It can't be!". He was about to cry. "It's not right. Lincoln has ten sisters and I am still only child!" And he ran away to go to his room. Leaving in despair his adoptive parents.

"There was very bad." Howard said, with a worried expression. "We've disappointed him! This is the first time for us, Hare-bear."

Harold hugged his husband. "Maybe we should not mention our brothers...For the fact that we was so much proud of our brothers. My brothers and your brothers".

Howard pulled up the nose. "Yeah. For this, Clyde would love so much to have a little brother."

A few minutes later, Clyde collapsed on the bed. He kept muttering. "I just wanted a little brother."

Maybe Lincoln was right about one thing. So Clyde took his mini-radio.

"Lincoln? Hello? Are you still there?"

A croaking voice sounded familiar. "Yes, Cadet Clyde. I'm still here. What happen?"

"Lincoln, you are right. Really. After all, yours is not a bad idea. To make a wish, in the night of the shooting stars."

Lincoln was surprised. "Really? What made you change your mind?"

Clyde took a deep breath. " My parents. For the first time, I asked them that I wanted to have a new brother. ".

Silence. Then Lincoln spoke again. "They said no, right?".

Clyde nodded. "Yup. That's what is happened. and in addition there is another: I've quarreled with my family. It's the first time, for me."

"Oh". Lincoln replied, genuinely sorry. "Me too."

Clyde raised an eyebrow. "You ... what?"

"Me too, I have quarreled with my family now. I had said I wanted not to be born in a family with ten sisters."

"Damn, Lincoln! I'm sorry!"

Lincon shook his head, with a bitter smile. "The same here, for me. Now we're even."

Clyde nodded, then went back to business as before. "So, we will do it?"

Lincoln paused, thinking. "Maybe. But are you sure?"

Silence again.

Then the radio went back to croak. "Yup! Let's do it. It's in progress the Mission Brothers. See you tonight!"

Author: What will happen next? You will know in the next chapter!

Ta-dahhhhhh! I hope you enjoyed!

For this story, I took inspiration from two nice film: "It's a Boy Girl Thing" and "The Change-Up".

Here is the list of notes.

* "King of the Rings" is a parody of the Lord of the Rings.

* "Star Sterk" is a parody of "Star Trek".

* The story of Clyde adopted is only an invention of mine. Even a small assumptions about the origins of Clyde. Example, I do not think Clyde is from a different marriage (combined) with a person of the opposite sex, much earlier. Harold and Howard have the air to meet and be together since college. So, it is possible that Clyde was adopted and that the color of dark skin like that of his father Harold is just a coincidence (For example, their nose is so different). But it may also be that he was from a case of surrogacy. Or he was taken into custody after the death of the biological parents (Certainly, by one of Harold's brothers).