Yes, I already know the complaints. Yes this is an NSL fic, so if you don't like those, than feel free to leave. I just like writing them, and if you don't like reading them, don't bitch about it in the comments, and instead read something you would rather read.
Now that I hope to have the NSL haters out of the way, I hope you enjoy.
Lincoln had just gotten kicked out of the house, and isn't happy about it. "To think this all started with me using bad luck for some alone time." Lincoln muttered to himself. He yelled to the family in the building "Hey, can I at least get some stuff from my room to entertain myself!" To which the family immediately shut down. "Sorry, but we can't let you back into the house under any circumstances bro, hope you understand!" Lynn jr yelled back to Lincoln who was a bit upset outside. After this, Lincoln was understandably upset, and decided that earning back the trust of his family was pointless. Seeing how his family was, he decided that it would be easier to win the hundred meter dash with no legs, than it would be to convince his family to let him back in.
With all of this happening, Lincoln went to the one place he could turn to in a time of crisis. After a long walk, Lincoln had finally reached his destination. Lincoln knocked on the door, and sure enough, Clyde was home. "Hey Clyde, can I crash here for a while? My sisters got all into some luck superstition, and banned me from the house." Clyde took a moment to listen to Lincoln. "Hey, if my brother is having family problems, who am I to turn him away." Clyde said with a shrug, inviting the white haired boy inside.
Meanwhile in the loud house, the family were feeling great, seeing how their bad luck charm was gone. "So, what should we do first, now that we don't have to deal with bad luck anymore?" Lynn jr asked enthusiastically. A few moments later, a disgusting stench found it's way around the room. "Ok, who's turn is it to change Lily?" Lori asked whilst holding the baby in need of a new diaper. "I think it was Lincoln's turn" Luan said before realizing that their brother was banned from the house. "Ok, so it was Luans turn it seems." Lori said handing the baby off to the family comedian. "Dang it" muttered Luan under her breath as she went to change the baby.
As the day went on, nothing very eventful happened, however things weren't as they should have been around the house. Lucy was having trouble with her poetry, and Lola was having issues with her pageantry training. Rita and Lynn Sr had asked their daughters why Lincoln wasn't in the back yard, and were told that Lincoln was staying at Clyde's house. Nobody had a problem with that, as that means they wouldn't have to worry about Lincoln being stuck outside, and didn't have to worry about superstition. The day had come to an end, everyone was a bit more tired than usual. As they began to go to sleep, suddenly an argument broke out from Lola and Lana's room. "Just ignore it, it'll stop in a few minutes like always." Luna said as she tried to go to sleep. Two and a half hours had passed, but the twins showed no signs of quieting down. "Ok dudes, why are they still arguing, they usually finish at this point." Luan bitterly asked as she was very tired. "I don't know" yelled Lori from her room, "Usually Lincoln would have put ... a stop ... to them... by now."
Lori realized why the twins hadn't stopped arguing for so long. "LYNN, you got rid of Lincoln, so you put a stop to the twins fighting!" Lori yelled. After hearing this, Lynn jr was a bit annoyed. "Hey, I'm tired too, and I have a game tomorrow, why can't Luan do it!" Lynn yelled in response. "Why should I do it" yelled Luan. Whilst arguing over who would stop the twins, the entire family was up for another half an hour, trying to decide who would stop the twins. Finally, Lynn was decided, and she got up to the twins room, and shortly after, the fighting seemed to settle down. Everyone else was about to go back to sleep, and than the fighting picked back up, even louder than before. Lynn had joined the argument, causing noise for almost the entire night.
Meanwhile at the McBride residence, the sole loud sone had some of the best sleep in his life.