Hey guys. I'm back with another new story.

Now this one has been in my head for a pretty long time and some ideas even came to me while I was sleeping. There are actually two main inspirations for this story, which are the movies Pixels and my personal favorite Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius. With that in mind, I decided to combine both ideas into one big story, along with adding a few extra things.

And the reason I decided to do a crossover is because….well I just thought it'd be cool.

*note: all fictional characters belong to their respective owners

With all that said, please enjoy.

Out in the farthest reaches of space, a cheap homemade rocket was seen flying through space.

The pilot was none other than the sole Loud brother himself Lincoln Loud.

"Okay Lisa, I'm almost out of the atmosphere! Now what do I do?"

Lisa appears on the monitor. "Great work Lincoln. You got the communication satellite?"

"If you mean the toaster, then yes. And I've also got Air Force on my tail. And I think they want me to pull over!"

"No time for that Lincoln. Stand by with the satellite. As soon as you reach the outer atmosphere, just throw it!"

"And how am I supposed to do that? I can barely fly a plane. Let alone a rocket."

"I anticipated that. So I modified the controls so they may function just like your RC helicopter. Also I made a few additional modifications that might just help out."

"You have?"

"Well you know. I like to tinker in my spare time."

"Is that what all these colorful buttons are for?"

"That's right. Unfortunately though I haven't had any time to label them."

"Dang it."

"But if you do exactly what I say, everything should be alright…... I think."

"Fine, but you owe me big time for this!"

Back on earth, it was like any other morning. The Loud girls were all waking up and getting ready for school.

In the twins room, the tomboyish one was the first to get up.

"Alright sis," Lana said. "Time to get up."

Lola just gave a whiny groan in response.

"Come on Lola. We gotta get ready for school."

"Okay, okay." Lola got out of her bed feeling pretty grouchy. "You know waking up early puts me in a bad mood."

"Yeah, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. I kinda promised mom and dad we'd be on our best behavior. So could you please try not to do the whole you-know-what?"

"What do you mean 'you-know-what'?"

"I mean you're fussy."

"What? No I'm not!"

"Sis, you flipped out when a twig got stuck in your hair. That's why I had to vouch for you in the first place."

"So? Just because a stupid twig messed up my hair that took me hours to perfect doesn't mean I'm fussy!"

"Okay, okay. Look. Let's just both promise that starting right now, we're not gonna do anything to screw things up. Okay?"

"Fine. Just let me get dressed."

"You still using the auto dresser Lisa installed?" Lana asked.

"Yes," Lola groaned. "Of course I wouldn't mind getting myself dressed the old fashion way." Lola went into the closet and shut the door.

"Well you might wanna be careful. And go easy on the warfare."

Lola came out of the closet dressed as a viking warrior. "No thanks. This is too much even for my standards." Lola went back into the closet.

"I know right? Boy, if you ever showed up to school looking like that, Mr Huggins would go crackers."

This time Lola came out dressed as a parrot, which ticks her off even more. "Great. Nothing like an auto dresser with a sense of humor."

Just then Walt flew into the room, squawking like crazy.

"Walt! Would you cut it out!?"

The twins headed out of their room as Leni came into the scene. "I didn't know we had another bird in this house."

"It's me Leni!"

"And it talks too? You know, you sound just like my sister Lola."

Lola growled and stormed back into her room. Once she came out, she was back in her regular dress.

"Oh Lola! There you are! You just missed this big talking bird that was just here."

"That was me, Leni."

"Really? Wow. I didn't know you were part bird."

Lola just slapped her forehead as Lisa came out of her room.

"I can see that my automatic dresser was a success," she said.

"If by success, you mean it actually sucks, yes I agree with you," Lola griped.

"I will take that criticism under advisement. Speaking of which, Lana, have you checked the van lately? I believe the transmission is malfunctioning."

"I'll take care of that if you do something about that automatic food dispenser," Lana said as she went downstairs. "Otherwise, good luck with breakfast."

"And just what is the matter with it?"

Lisa's question was answered as two eggs flew into Lana's face. "You had to ask."

In the dining room, Lori handed her sister Luna a piece of toast.

"Sorry about the toast Luna. I had to make it in the oven. I can't seem to find that toaster anywhere."

"No worries sis," Luna assures. "I like my toast smoking."

Luan came by with a plate in her hands. "Yeah. And the eggs are absolutely perfect too. And that's no yolk. Get it?"

Then Lynn came into the kitchen to get some breakfast. She then opened the fridge and found a milk carton. "Milk." Then she opened the cabinet and took out a cereal box. "Cereal." She took both stuff over to the table and poured both stuff into a bowl. "Combine."

Her roommate Lucy was right next to her as she tried to reach for a spoon.

Lynn slaps her hand away. "Ah, ah, ah! This is the only clean spoon left Luce. Let's arm wrestle for it."

"I'd rather go hungry," Lucy denied.

Lynn did not care for that at all. "You know sis, you're the one person I know who can take a lot of fun out of something and turn it into a piece of garbage."

Then Lynn Sr and Rita came down with Lily.

"Well I'm glad to see you girls are awake," their father said.

Rita then noticed that a certain someone was missing. "Could one of you get your brother? He's gonna miss the bus again."

"Lincoln!" Lynn jr called. "Breakfast! Time to come down!"

Rita just gave her a stern look.

"Oh, you mean go get him. No problem mom."

Lynn got out of her chair and ran up the stairs.

Back up in space, Lincoln's rocket was still flying, but was also falling apart.

"Okay Lisa, What do I do next?"

"Okay now. Once you get close enough, all you have to do is press the red button. Or is it the blue one? No it's the red…...I think. No it's the blue! I'm positive!"

"Lisa! The rocket is falling apart! Which button is it?"

"The blue button! Try the blue button!"

Lincoln presses the blue button, but that one activated the windshield wipers. "That's the windshield wipers!"

"The red button! Hit the red one!"

Lincoln presses the red one and a car horn goes off. "That's the horn! Which one is it?"

"I don't know! I can't remember!"

"Well you better remember it fast! Because I am going to die!"

"Stop yelling at me! No yelling! Yell….yell! Yellow!"

Lincoln pushes the yellow button, and the hatch opens up. "Okay! Here I go!"

Lincoln tried throwing the toaster 'satellite' out of the rocket, but it kept coming back to him. And to make matters worse, the rocket was falling apart even more.

"Oh man! What do I do? Come on Lincoln! Think!"

He then got an idea. "That's it!"

He took out his lunchbox and took out a soda can and shook it up. He then tied it to the 'satellite', opened it up and it shot itself into deep space.

"Don't try that at home." He then saw that the soda got sprayed on his polo. "Aw great! All over my shirt!"

Then the rocket's engine blew up.

"Dang it!"

And just like that, the rocket plummeted towards the earth. Lincoln presses one last button as he was crashing down. The wings activated and the rocket started coming down more stable, but then ended up crashing onto house roofs before finally reaching a certain house.

Lynn came back down the stairs. "Lincoln's not in his room. I even checked the bathroom and he wasn't there."

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen him all morning," Lana said.

"Yeah, me neither," Luna thought. "It's not like him to just disappear like that."

Suddenly, everyone heard a crash on the roof coming from outside.

"Never mind," Lori groaned. "I think I know where he is."

Outside, Lincoln crash landed on the roof. "Oh man! If mom sees this, she's gonna kill me!"

"Lincoln Marie Loud!" His mother scolded. "I see you up there!"

Lincoln tried to hide on the roof, but it was no use. "Okay mom. Before you say anything or ground me….LISA MADE ME DO IT!"

Rita facepalmed. "Lisa, how many times have we told you NOT to launch your siblings off the roof?"

"Probably nine," she answered. She counted on her fingers to make sure. "Exactly nine. They say repetition is good for a developing brain. And for the record, Lincoln was the one who agreed to do it."

Rita turns to her son. "And just why on earth would you do that?"

"Well…." Lincoln answered sheepishly. "You remember those two kids we told you about? Well we were thinking it might be exciting to see if there were other worlds out there. So Lisa suggested we find out for ourselves using a satellite she made out of a toaster."

"Well," Lynn Sr. said impressed. "Message from another world. Wow."

"Don't encourage him Lynn," his wife scolded.

"No wonder we couldn't find the toaster this morning," Lola said.

"We can discuss that later," Rita said before turning to her son again. "Lincoln! We've repeatedly told you not to talk to strangers!"

"Aw come on mom! I'm not a baby!" Lincoln defended. "Besides, we could be on the verge of contacting with an advanced civilization!"

"I don't care how advanced they say they are Lincoln! If your father and I haven't met them, they're strangers! Right honey?"

"Well except for policemen," his father continued. "They're there to help you."

"And furthermore, I expected better from you mister. You're an eleven year old boy and you can say no to an experiment. No matter how crazy or exciting it may seem. I know you're more mature than this. You need to act like it."

Lincoln hung his head in shame. "I'm sorry mom."

"I'll let it slide this time, but anymore shenanigans like this and you will be in big trouble."

"Yes mom. Now could someone get me down from here?"

"I'm on it." Lisa pulls out a remote control and summoned a flying drone. It came out of the house and flew to the roof. Lincoln grabs hold of it and flew safely down to the ground.

"Oh you gotta admit that is pretty neat!" Said his father. But Rita gave him a glare. "But very unsafe honey. That's bad."

Rita rolls her eyes. As both parents headed into the house.

"Well, might as well just head off to school," Lincoln sighed.

Lincoln was heading out, but Lynn grabbed his shirt collar. "Hold it right there slugger. You're not going anywhere looking like that."

"Like what?"

"In that torn up shirt and those dirty pants with a hole in the knee," Lori observes. "You look like a charity case."

"Well I'm comfortable!"

"Doesn't matter. You're not going to school looking like that."

"Oh come on! Lana gets her clothes messy all the time and you guys barely say a word."

"Well she may like getting dirty," Lola clarifies. "But clearly you're more dignified than that."

"Yeah!" Lana agrees. But then got slightly offended. "Hey! Wait a minute!"

Lynn picks up her brother over her head. "Come on bro. We're gonna spruce you up."

"I don't need help!" Lincoln said. "I can take care of myself!"

"Well statistically speaking," Lisa explains adjusting her glasses. "We only have precisely 15 minutes before the school late bell. All the more reason to have us assist."

"No use fighting it bro," Luna said. "It's already decided."

The girls all dragged Lincoln into the house, much to his dismay.

Later, Lori was driving the kids to school. Lincoln was all gussied up. His clothes and shoes were completely spotless with no loose thread in sight, his hair was neatly combed and brushed right up to his turkey tail, and the girls even managed to take care of the smudges on his cheek, and he had the sweet scent of lavender flowers. But even with that, he was being grumpy the whole way.

"See Lincoln?" Lori asked. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

"I still can't help but feel like you guys went way overboard," Lincoln grumbled.

"And just what's the matter with the way we do things?" Lola questioned. "Besides, lavender is a really good smell for you."

"Well you didn't have to use all of it, you know. We're just going to school, not a ballroom in London."

"You should be glad you're not in my shoes Lincoln," Lana said. "Because if someone used lavender perfume on me, I'd snap my cap."

"Whatever."

Soon enough, the kids all got to school.

Lincoln went to his class, still in a bad mood.

"You wanna tell me what's up with that lavender smell of yours?" Clyde asked.

"It's under protest Clyde," Lincoln growls. "You can thank my sisters."

"Sheesh, I was just asking. You don't have to be grouchy about it."

Lincoln simmered down a little. "Sorry Clyde. I guess I'm just a little worked up. I know I've said this before, but you don't know what it's like to have 10 meddling sisters."

"Come on Lincoln. I'm sure you're sisters don't mean to meddle. They're just looking out for your best interests."

"Well how do you think I feel? I've got to live with them every day of my life." Lincoln drops his head on his desk. "I wonder if other kids have to face problems like this."

Hey everyone

So there you have it. I apologize if it feels a little brief, but I think it makes for a good start. Now remember what I said about this story being a crossover story? Well next chapter, I will be introducing another character. Now I'm not gonna say who it's gonna be, but I will leave a few clues. And here they are:

1) He comes from a show on Cartoon Network

2) His name only has 2 letters in it

3) He is often optimistic and willing to help out

4) he's a young boy who works at a bodega and can be described as a 'hero in training'

Can you guess who it is? Feel free to leave your answer in the reviews

And stay tuned