I got an idea, decided to write it, and this is what came out.
After Lincoln decided to try using the squirrel suit to mask his luck, things hadn't been the best for him. He was kept, and dragged to everyone's events all the time, and wasn't allowed to do his own thing. Suddenly one day was the end. "That's it! I've had it with this damn luck superstition!" And as he said this, he pulled off his squirrel helmet, and yelled out his mind while everyone yelling at him to put on the head again. Whilst the argument was going on, a car skid was heard, and suddenly there was a gaping hole in the front of their house. As this happened, the family just looked at Lincoln in anger and disbelief. "We told you to put the head back on!". Again Lincoln kept arguing with the head off, and a few moments later, the house caved in. Everyone was alright, but were furious.
Lincoln had enough of this, as he walked down the road muttering about how much crap he had been put through. As he walked, he noticed that a path of calamity followed this time. Houses could be heard cracking, the road began to break apart, and telephone poles began to fall over. "Hmmm, I wonder if I may actually be bad luck?" Lincoln said as he put the squirrel suit back on. As the head slid into place, the calamity stopped. Lincoln decided to test this further. He walked for a while with the squirrel suit on, and good things started happening. Another person Lincoln passed suddenly got a phone call about receiving a promotion, while a nearby mother got to hear her babies first words.
Lincoln decided to keep testing further, and went to the town scrapyard . After he arrived, he took off the mascot costume, and suddenly, an explosion was heard. Lincoln looked to where he heard the sound, and saw that the car crusher seemed to have malfunctioned. The car in the machine exploded, and caused the device to become irreparable. A few seconds later, the mountain of car parts in the center of the yard collapsed. "Interesting" said Lincoln as he put the costume back on. "Is seems that maybe this costume makes me emit bad luck while I'm not wearing it, and good luck when I am. After this Lincoln decided to run away. He decided that he couldn't put his family through with him, but also that with his new "squirrel luck", he would be able to survive on his own.
Shortly after, Lincoln ran into a shady looking group of people on the street, who then surrounded the boy. "Give us your money, or we'll turn you into roadkill, chump. Seeing this gave Lincoln an idea, to which he took off the mascot costume. Suddenly, a loose AC unit had called on one of their heads, and instantly killed the man. Everyone, including Lincoln, was shocked, as a man was killed right in front of him. Suddenly a few flowerpots from above were also knocked over, and hit the other men square in the head. Lincoln just stood there looking at the scene, and realized something. His bad luck seems to get worse the longer he's in the suit, and better the longer he's out of it. The luck also only seemed to react negatively to his surroundings, but positively towards the boy. Lincoln suddenly smiled as he put the suit back on, and took the money out of the thugs pockets. "Let's see if I can put this ability to good use." Lincoln said as he made his way further into town.
