It is a Monday afternoon, a simple after-school period. Just having finished today's classes, Lincoln is about to step in to his house when he sees Lori, as usual, texting on her smartphone. He takes this opportunity to approach her.
"Hey, Lori," Lincoln greets his eldest sister, "So, I need to ask this question. Since you might be an expert on this." However, Lori is entirely engrossed on texting that she ignores her brother's words.
Lincoln sighs, then spouts, "It's about love."
Hearing that makes Lori halt texting and get into Lincoln's discussion. "Hold on Bobby. Lincoln needs help. Will get back to you sweetie," Lori reads her text message for Bobby and faces Lincoln. "So what is about you and Ronnie Anne?"
"Well, half of it is. Listen, how are you able to say 'I love you' to someone you love?" Lincoln asks.
"You mean to Bobby? And only to Bobby?" Lori clarifies.
"Well, sorta," the 11-year-old Loud brother mumbles.
Afterwards, Lori answers in a way that is knowledgeable for her, "Well, we literally look at each other with sincerity and intimacy. Then, we say those three words." Lori sighs in romantic bliss, "'I love you, boo-boo bear'. Every moment like that, it's like we give it our all, as if those are the last words we hear from each other. You know love doesn't have to be felt. It has to be given."
Lincoln then makes a shift in topic to say these words, "Well, in that case, I love you Lori."
Just at the sound of Lincoln's voice proclaiming those three words makes her startled. "What did you say?"
Lincoln repeats, "I said 'I love you Lori'. I love you as a great sister."
This makes Lori grow flushed at what she could respond. "Uhmmm, great. That's great," she happily implies with nervous jitters.
"Well, see you around." Lincoln walks to his room, leaving Lori petrified. She then asks herself, "What does he mean 'he loves me'? I boss around him, but he loves me?" Then she abruptly asks, "What is love?"
And at that inquiry, she has her imagination jump to where she is seated at the back of a car, with Will Ferrell's Steve Butabi and Chris Kattan's Doug Butabi at the front, merrily bobbing their heads to the tune of Haddaway's "What is Love". Lori can only frown on this and tells to the readers, "Seriously?"
And there goes my shortest story ever. Actually, this is supposed to be part of a larger story but I decided to reserve it for more room of ideas. Don't worry, because it will tackle a controversial subject matter. So, it needs time. Just look upon this as a footnote for that story. And yes, it ended in a silly cliffhanger manner.
For now, let's get into Halloween mode, for I am preparing the next chapter of "A Thing from Upstairs", a trick-or-treating episode featuring Lana and another fear-mongering story.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Loud House, Saturday Night Live or A Night at the Roxbury.