NOTE: This whole mini-series is meant to be a satire of the dramatic Loud House fanfics out there, like "Lincoln is Done", for example. (Sam=me, the author, not to be confuse with Luna's crush)
Hope you guys enjoy!
[The story starts with Lincoln and Sam playing Smash 4 on their 3DS's.]
Lincoln: Yeah! I'm going to beat you with one of my Falcon Punches, Sam!
Sam: Not if I get you with one of my Bonus Fruits and Fire Hydrant!
[A screen showing "This game's winner is... Captain Falcon!" shows up on both of their screens.]
Lincoln: Yes! Whoo!
[Lincoln gets too excited and his 3DS slips out of his hands and out his door, which then leads to the 3DS landing on Luna's bagpipes, which blows away Lana's skateboard. The skateboard collides with Luan's special Jack-in-the-Box, which launches a pie at Lori's prom dress in front of Lori & Leni's door.]
Lincoln: [gasps] Lori's prom dress! It's ruined!
[Just then, Lori comes up the stairs, talking to Bobby on her phone as usual, until she sees the damage done to her prom dress.]
Lori: I picked out the perfect tux for you to wear, Bobby. No, not puke, Bobby. Puce. It's like a reddish brownish. But, I couldn't find any space in the closet for it, because of all the stuff Leni has in there, so I- [gasps in horror at her ruined prom dress] I'll call you back. [hangs up] Who could've- [spots Lincoln's orange 3DS]
[Lincoln looks through his slightly cracked door to see an enraged Lori, and then he quickly closes it. Lori's head turns red as steam exits her ears]
Lori: [at the very top of her lungs] LINCOLN!
[A frightened Lincoln swiftly locks the door and barricades it.]
Lincoln: Come on, Sam! We gotta run! [looks around the room for possible escape routes] I got it! Through the window!
[Lincoln & Sam were about to go through the window until Lori punches Lincoln's door so hard, there's a huge gaping hole in the door and all of the stuff barricading it fell all over the room, fortunately not hitting either Lincoln nor Sam.]
Lori: Now you're gonna get it this time, Lincoln!
Sam: [runs in front of a terrified Lincoln] If you want to get to my best friend, you're gonna have to get through me first.
[Lori grabs Sam and chucks him towards the stairs, where he falls down and screams]
Lincoln: Sam!
[Cut to Sam falling down the stairs, doing Bobby McFerrin-esque scatting in the process.]
[Cut back to Lincoln's room, where Lincoln is held by the shirt by an angry Lori.]
Lincoln: [crying] I'm sorry, Lori! I didn't mean to ruin your dress! Please don't turn me into a human pretzel!
Lori: [menacingly] Oh, don't you worry, Lincoln. I'm not turning you into a human pretzel. I actually have something better lined up for you.
[Lori drags Lincoln to her room, throws him on the floor, and locks the door behind her.]
Lori: No one's going to save you this this time, twerp! Don't you go anywhere! You stay right here! [goes into the closet and pulls out a belt]
Lincoln: [terrified beyond capacity, crying] No! Please, Lori! Please give me another chance!
Lori: You have been given far too many chances!
[Lori slowly walks up to Lincoln and starts whipping him mercilessly like there's no tomorrow. Lincoln, in the process, is yelping for help and bawling his eyes out.]
Lori: DON'T YOU EVER DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT TO ME AGAIN! DO YOU HEAR ME?!
Lincoln: [bawling] Yes!
Lori: DO YOU HEAR ME?! [whips Lincoln several more times]
Lincoln: [bawling] Yes!
Lori: [unlocks her door] NOW, GET OUT OF HERE, YOU WHITE HAIRED FREAK!
[Lincoln runs out of Lori's room, past 8 of his sisters, bawling his eyes out.]
Luna: What you did to Lincoln was WAY harsh!
Lori: DO ANY OF YOU WANT TO GET WHIPPED NEXT?!
[The sisters are instantly silenced.]
Lori: That's what I thought. [slams her door]
Sam: [comes back the stairs] Hey, guys. What did I miss?
Luna: Hey, Sam. Do you know what happened when Lori burst into Lincoln's room?
Sam: Well, she was super angry at Lincoln for unintentionally ruining her prom dress. I was trying to protect him from her, but Lori threw me down the stairs. And I'm just now regaining consciousness.
Luna: Well, about what you missed, Lori whipped Lincoln with a belt. HARD.
Sam: [surprised] Excuse me for a second. [goes to get a glass of water downstairs and goes back up to the hallway, drinks some of the water, then spit-takes] She did what?! I gotta go and make sure Lincoln's okay.
Leni & Luna: Us too.
[The three go over to Lincoln's room and notice the huge hole in the door. They look through it and see that a severely bruised Lincoln is in a fetal position on his bed facing the wall, holding Bun-Bun in his arm, fondling his hair, sucking his thumb, and crying.]
Leni: [concerned] Lincoln?
[After the mentioning of his name, Lincoln jumps up onto the ceiling, shaking]
Lincoln: [screams] Don't whip me again, Lori! Please don't whip me again!
Luna: Actually, it's me, Leni, and Sam. Just come down from the ceiling, bro. We want to talk to you.
[Lincoln drops from the ceiling and falls into Luna's arms. She then gently sets Lincoln back on his bed.]
Luna: Me, Leni, the other sisters except Lily, and Sam know what Lori did to you.
[At the mere mention of Lori's name, Lincoln instantly starts bawling his eyes out into Luna's shirt.]
Luna: There, there. Let it all out, Linc.
Lincoln: [wiping off his tears] Sorry for ruining your shirt, Luna.
Luna: It's okay, bro. Besides, I have a ton more of these shirts in my closet.
Lincoln: It's just that, [starts crying again] I feel so abused. Lori violated me. She took my innocence.
Luna: It's okay, Linc. We'll get through this situation, by any means necessary.
Lincoln: [wiping off his tears] Really?
Luna: Really.
[Luna, Leni, and Sam hug Lincoln for comfort.]
Luna: So, do you want us to sleep with you tonight to keep you company, and so that you-know-who doesn't come back to finish the job?
Lincoln: Yes. I would really appreciate it. Thanks, guys.
Leni: Thank goodness. Because I didn't want to sleep in the same room with a sibling abuser. And I really didn't want to end up sleeping on the couch.
Sam: Don't mention it, buddy. Also, I'm sorry I failed you back there.
Lincoln: It's okay. You against an angry Lori is like a toddler going up against a Mexican bull.
Sam: Now that I think about it, that's a pretty accurate analogy.
[Leni and Luna get in both sides of the bed, with Lincoln in between. Then, Sam goes to the end of the bed and goes to sleep, much like a dog.]
Lincoln: Good night, guys.
Sam, Leni, & Luna: Good night, Lincoln.
[The four go to sleep.]
TO BE CONTINUED