(Barely have any knowledge of the show, but that hasn't stopped me before! Everyone is eight years older. But in this story Lincoln is 18. Hope ye enjoy)

(Royal Woods, Michigan. The Loud House. Saturday, 12 in the afternoon.)

It was rather quiet in the Loud House. Lori was out spending time with Bobby, Lynn was working on her pitch in the backyard, Luan was watching videos about comedy in her room, Luna was strumming her guitar, Leni was painting her nails, Lucy was in the vents working on her poetry, Lana was upstairs fixing the sink(for the 10th time that week), Lola was having a tea party with her toys, Lisa was in her room studying the effects of radiation on livings things, while also fixing a cure for said experiments, and Lincoln was in the living room, relishing at how quiet the house was.

"Funny, I usually like how loud the house is." Lincoln sighed happily, stretching as he laid on the couch. "But it's nice to have a change of pace I guess." He closed his eyes, attempting to fall asleep. Until-

"Family meeting!" His eyes snapped opened as his parents, Lynn Sr. and Rita yelled from upstairs. He sighed, before sitting back up.

"Well, it was nice while it lasted." As he finished saying that, the house started shaking. Soon his sisters stampeded into the living room, taking their spots on the couch and tried fitting. Someone(more than likely Lynn) started shoving against him, trying to knock him off to make room.

It gave him a good chance to really see what had changed...and it was next to nothing. Sure everyone had grown a bit taller, and a few of their bodies started changing, but other than that, everyone was the same.

"Ok, ok, everyone settle down." Lynn Sr. ordered as he and Rita walked into the room. "Now, as you all know our next door neighbors, the Finkleys, are currently out of town on vacation."

"Kinda hard to forget when you cry yourself to sleep every night with them gone." Luna deadpanned.

(Flashback) (Wednesday: 11 pm)

Luna was walking from the kitchen and back to her room, after grabbing a midnight snack, when she heard sobbing from her parents room. Walking up to their door, she knocked a few times before opening.

Inside, her mother was sleeping on her stomach as Lynn Sr. laid on his side, crying.

"Dad? Are you okay?"

"I-I'm fine honey. Daddy's fine." He sniffed, sitting up and placing the framed picture onto his nightstand. In its position, she noticed it was of him, Rita, and the Finkleys smiling.

(Present)

"I miss them so much." Lynn Sr. croaked out, a tear threatening to fall from his right eye. Rita rolled her eyes and continued.

"What your father is trying to say, is that John and Carly decided to invite some of their family down here to housesit. They asked us to show them around and make sure they have a good time."

"We will not fail them!" Lynn Sr. shouted passionately, startling the family.

"Dear, calm down." Rita ordered. "But your fathers right. In these last few years, John and Carly have always been there for us when we needed them. So I want you all on your best behaviors. Got it?"

"Got it." The children replied simultaneously.

"What about Lori? Does she know about this?" Lincoln asked.

"We told her this morning before she left with Bobby." Lynn Sr. informed.

"Ok, well now that that's out of the way, we would like one of you to keep watch and to come get us when they get here. That way we can invite them over, introduce ourselves, and explain to them what John and Carly asked of us." Rita stated. "Now, who'll take watch?"

When no one spoke up, Lincoln sighed.

"Why must I be the responsible one?" He asked, breaking the forth wall. "I'll do it."

"Thank you Lincoln. The rest of you can carry on with what you were doing." With that Lynn Sr. and Rita walked back up the stairs and to their room, leaving the kids alone.

"Think they'll bring their kid?" Lana asked.

"Ya know, if they have one." Lola added.

"Maybe they'll bring a daughter! *Gasp* Maybe she'll love fashion like me!" Leni exclaimed.

"Or sports, like me." Lynn Jr. replied.

"Or comedy!"

"Or music!"

"Well, statistically speaking the kid, or kids, they may bring will be more interested in music than fashion, sports, or comedy." Lisa informed, causing Luna to pump her fist into the air. "But are none of you considering the possibility that they may bring a son instead of a daughter?"

"That'd be awesome! Finally, another guy to hang out with." Lincoln said happily, before realizing his sisters were giving him death glares. "Not to say hanging out with you all isn't awesome! I love hanging out with you all!"

"Guess we'll have to wait and see." Lucy sighed, scaring her siblings. They all forgot she was present.