"Hey sisters, I'm gonna go hit Del Taco for lunch. Want to come?"
Lincoln was with her sisters on the couch when he got up and explained where he was going.
Lori looked up from her phone and gave Lincoln disgusted expression. "Del Taco? Why would you want to go there? It smells like the bathroom when it gets clogged."
"I just felt in the mood for it, that's all." Lincoln shrugs.
"Listen, you can go to Del Taco if you want to, bruh. But don't come crying to me when you smell like expired onions." Luna says.
"Their onions aren't expired. I was planning on not crying to you guys anyways."
"Don't let the door hit you on the way out!" Lola exclaims as Lincoln gets his mom and dad to join him. When Lincoln was leaving the house, the door hit him on the way out.
Lincoln's sisters laughed at the irony, but Lincoln just rolled his eyes.
"We're here." After a short drive, Lincoln's mom pulled up to the place and Lincoln stepped out.
Del Taco; Lincoln loved the food there. It was one of his favorite Mexican Food places around. Lincoln stepped inside and looked around. There were a few people who were sitting at a few booths and eating their Mexican delight. Spanish music was playing quietly in the background as he got in line.
A few seconds later, Lincoln's parents walked inside the place after him.
"We've got a busy schedule Lincoln, so let's make this quick." Lincoln's Father tells his son.
"And let's take it to go." Lincoln's Mother adds.
"Sounds good to me." Lincoln shrugs.
Lincoln's sisters didn't really like Del Taco that much, so none of them came with him. It was just him and his parents. Lincoln walked up to the counter with his parents by his side.
Lincoln looks up at the lady and orders his food: "I'd like a shredded beef burrito with beans and sour cream, please."
"I'll take a ground beef taco, please." Lincoln's Father adds.
"Make that two." Lincoln's Mother orders after her husband.
Lincoln's parents pay for the food and find a table to sit at while they wait.
Lincoln almost felt a bomb drop in his stomach. "Excuse me, I'll be right back." Lincoln walks to the bathroom and opens the door.
When he walked in, he found that the bathrooms were surprisingly clean, for a fast food restaurant, anyway.
"See? Del Taco takes care of their bathrooms more often than my sisters think."
All of the stalls were full, and no one was using the urinals.
"Oh man, just my luck."
But, right on cue, someone walked out of one of the stalls.
"Sweet." Lincoln walked in, unbuttoned his pants and sat down.
When Lincoln finished, he went to reach for the toilet paper, but he slipped and he hit his head on the toilet.
"Ow! That hurt! Good thing I didn't die from that or anything." Lincoln said.
He walked out of the bathroom when he was finished. By the time he got back, his parents already got the food that was given to them.
"Let's get a move on, Lincoln." Lincoln's Father said.
"Okay, let's go."
As the three of them were walking out of Del Taco, Lincoln faces the audience and says his thoughts outloud.
"What? You were expecting something crazy to happen, like the beef being made of people? Or having awkward love with one of my sisters? This is a kid's show, man."
The End
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