So I've finally decided to make the other story I have planned, I still have another one but I'll get to that one next time.
For those of you wondering, the character is not an OC. This story is actually a crossover with Loud House and the new show Hilda. Fanfiction don't have an actual category for Hilda/Hildafolk, which means that I can't really put it in the crossover section. So I'll just put it here instead.
If you guys are curious, Hilda is actually a great show. It's one of the best shows I have ever watched, it has a great story and an amazing cast with actual chemistry. It's definitely worth your time.
The story picks up after Episode 2 of Hilda, but instead of moving to Trolberg, they move to Royal Woods. It probably doesn't make any sense in cannon to the show and the they might not even be in the same country(I think Hilda takes place in Scandinavia), but let's just roll with it.
Also, Hilda's age was never really specified in the show, but I think she's around seven in the books. In this story though, I aged her up to eleven, Lincoln's age.
Loud House is owned by Nickelodeon.
Hilda is owned by Netflix and Luke Pearson.
You Can't Live There Forever - The World is A Beautiful Place & I am No Longer Afraid To Die.
Lincoln Loud's life was boring.
Sure. He had ten sisters who had various and unique personalities, but the excitement tends to wear out after eleven years. The boy eventually got used to Lori's bossiness, Leni's ditziness, Luna's loud music, Luan's pranks, Lynn's sportiness, Lucy's creepiness, Lana's lack of hygiene, Lola's prissiness, Lisa's lab explosions, and Lily's stinky diapers.
Getting through a day was no task anymore. It was just as natural as blinking or breathing to him. It was normal to him now. Though, he couldn't deny that Lucy still got the drop on him from time to time.
But despite their problems or even the times they had fought, he'd still end up loving them anyway. And maybe that's what gave his life excitement, the fact that they would all fight and make up in less than a day had always intrigued him.
His life was still boring though...
So when news had hit that a new neighbor was moving quite literally next to them, Lincoln's life didn't seem as boring as watching paint dry. Granted you were to watch paint dry with ten other people who were noisy and obnoxious.
The Louds were getting new neighbors.
Lincoln chuckled in amusement. "If you have a family as big as mine, you're bound to go crazy! If you had ten sisters and privacy that is basically nonexistent, I wouldn't blame you for going nuts." He said with a laugh, " Lucky for us, we got used to it." His smile dropped, "The neighbors? Not so much..." He put on his orange shirt.
"We basically drove them insane! To the point that they actually moved away!" He said. "I just hope the new neighbors don't end up hating us..."
He fixed the button on his shirt, making sure to look good for the new tenants. The whole family was planning to greet the neighbors and give them a warm welcome to their town.
They can only hope that they don't scare the new family away.
He fixed his hair and looked at the mirror, his reflection staring back at him. He was looking at himself, or more specifically, his white hair. He had always had it since he was born, they told him it was a rare condition or something. It didn't matter to him. Now the boy didn't hate his white hair, in fact he loved it.
Yes, it made him look like an old man. Yes, it was very distracting. Yes, people constantly asked him about it. And yes, he was often insulted for it, but he still-
Wait. What was he trying to prove again? He sighed and opened his door.
He just hoped the neighbors didn't think he was weird because of it.
The only brother walked down the stairs and was met with most of his sisters and his father, gossiping about the new residents.
"I heard they're some sort of rich snobby family." Lori gossiped, sitting on the edge of the couch.
"No way dude," Luna denied, sitting on the other end. "I heard that they lived out in the wilderness."
Lola scoffed. "I doubt it, how can they afford a place here then?" Lola rebutted, as she sat beside the eldest sister, "They're definitely a rich family."
"People from the woods can be rich too, you know." Lana added, irritating her twin.
"I heard that they have a dog." Lynn Sr. said, equally as curious about the new family.
"And I heard it was bad to gossip about people." A voice behind the patriarch said, scaring him. He turned around and was met with an annoyed look from his wife.
"Sorry honey, just trying to bond with the kids..." He said in an embarrassed tone. The matriarch rolled her eyes and saw their only son by the stairs.
"Oh! Lincoln, I need you to go to the new neighbors." She instructed as the only brother went down the stairs.
"I know, Mom. I'm just waiting for the others." He said, walking to his parents and sitting on the arm of the sofa chair.
Rita shook her head at Lincoln. "No, Lincoln. I meant that I need you to go their now." She emphasized and Lincoln looked displeased.
"Why?" He whined, his voice audibly cracking.
Lynn Sr. leaned in to his son. "Let's face it Lincoln, out of all your sisters, you're the least... extreme." He whispered.
Lincoln opened his mouth to retort, but found what his father said to be true. He wasn't as crazy or as over the top like most of his sisters, which was the main reason why he was opted peace officer of the family. He begrudgingly accepted the compliment. Though a question had popped into his head. "Why can't you guys do it?" The boy asked.
"I think it would be nice for the neighbors to be greeted by a friendly face." Rita said, "Me and your father don't exactly look... Lively," She admitted, pinching Lincoln's cheeks. "but you look much more energetic and adorable!"
"Mom!" The boy lightly moved his mother's hand away from his cheeks. He couldn't be called cute. He's eleven now.
"That and we think you need new friends." Lynn Sr. added earning a glare from his wife.
"Lynn!" She scolded, smacking him on the back of the head.
Lincoln raised a brow, confused. "What's wrong with the friends I have?" Asked Lincoln with a frown on his face. Were they a bad influence or something?
Lynn Sr. noticed the distraught on his son's face and realized his poor words. "No! No, no! You're friends are great!" Lynn said and his son's face brightened, but he was still confused. "You just don't have a lot of friends..."
"I have a lot of friends!" Lincoln defended. "I almost have twenty! That's a lot."
Rita cringed, "I'm glad you see your close enough with your sisters to see them as friends, but they don't count."
What? Pfft, he didn't count his sist- "They don't?" If that was the case then that would mean he only had five friends. He thought, before a realization popped into his head. Four actually, considering he and Ronnie hadn't talked since she had moved away.
"No, it wouldn't really count since they're your family." The father admitted and it felt like telling a kid Santa wasn't real.
The boy sighed in defeat. "Fine. I'll go to the new neighbors." He got up from his seat and moved past his parents. He guessed he actually needed more friends, since he apparently only had four. Plus, it was nice to know that he would be the first to meet the new neighbors.
He opened the door and stepped outside the chilly weather. It was almost December, which meant snow was coming, which meant more fun for everybody. The boy walked down the steps and treaded onto the side walk, he walked to his left and onto the neighbors' house that was on the corner of the street.
It was a nice home, he thought, it wasn't too big, but it wasn't too small either. It had two floors just like his house and a fairly sized backyard as well. It had a pastel yellow color and a red roof,
It also had a pool. Lucky.
He'd love to own a house like that one day, he didn't want a house that was too big or small, or one that looked rich.
He just wanted a house that he thought was cozy. Fortunately for him, the Loud house was cozy enough for the boy.
He walked up to their steps and knocked on the white door, "I'll get it!" A muffled voice said through the door, the voice sounded young and feminine, the boy picked up an accent too.
The door opened and he was met with a girl his age, she wore a black beret hat and had a scarf around her neck, she also had an orange sweater on, along with that was a blue skirt over black leggings, and orange boots.
But what caught his attention the most was her hair. It was blue.
The boy stared at the girl's hair and couldn't help but admit that it looked really nice.
"Hello." The girl greeted in an accented voice. British maybe? The girl waved at the boy and Lincoln sheepishly waved back. "Who are you?" She asked.
"I'm Lincoln. Lincoln Loud." He replied. "I live right beside you," he pointed to his house, "My family and I wanted to welcome you and your family to the town, since you're new here."
"Well, I'm Hilda." She said, sheepishly putting her hands behind her back. "I guess I'm your new neighbor."
The boy saw something small move behind her, he spotted a tail just before it had entered another room. Guess they do have a dog. Hilda looked over the boy "Where's your family?" She asked. Lincoln looked at Hilda with a raised brow. "You said that you and your family wanted to welcome us." She said with a chuckle
The boy looked back to Hilda, "Oh, right. Some of my sisters are still getting ready. It's hard for us to get things done fast since there's a lot of us..."
Hilda looked intrigued, "Really? How much?" She asked.
"Well..." Should he actually tell her the truth? He didn't want to overwhelm the girl, but then again, everyone was already on their way. "There's thirteen of us."
Her eyes widened, Oh no. "Thirteen?! That's amazing!" Lincoln sighed in relief, she took it pretty well, she even seemed excited. The previous neighbors were actually scared by how many they were.
"Yeah, it is. It can get pretty crazy though." He admitted. There was silence for a while, though Lincoln swore he heard another voice, with Hilda leaning into her shoulder as the short time passed.
"No, I don't think his hair is weird. I actually think it looks nice." She blurted out, and Lincoln looked at her in confusion.
"What?" Lincoln asked, surprised with what she had just said. The boy gained Hilda's attention, who looked at the boy in panic.
She bashfully grabbed a handful of her blue hair. "Oh! N-nothing... Just talking to myself." She said, though Lincoln could tell she was lying. "So, uh, your family, what are they like?" She asked and Lincoln completely forgot her comment.
"It's great!" He exclaimed. His sudden shift in mood had surprised Hilda. "Having ten sisters can be a little hard, but it's nice to know I have a lot of people with me. My mom and dad are great too." He said and Hilda's eyes widened once again.
"Ten sisters? That's a lot of family members compared to mine." She said.
"How many are in your family?" Lincoln asked,
Hilda chuckled, "it's just me and my mum." She admitted. Despite the sad comment, the girl still kept a smile on her face. "But I wouldn't trade it for the world."
Lincoln smiled at the girl. Funny, he said that about his sisters too. Sure they can be rough or annoying, but he's somehow found peace in all the chaos. And that's something he would never give up.
"Hilda? Who's that?" A feminine voice said, she also had an accent like the blue-haired girl. A brunette woman had walked by, she wore a red turtleneck and black pants, along with slip ons. The older woman spotted the two on the door way and a smile had formed across her face. "You must be our neighbor." She said kindly, "What might your name be?" She asked as she walked to the duo.
Lincoln was about to answer, but was beaten by the girl. "His name is Lincoln! Did you know he has ten sisters?"
The mother shook her head, "No I did not know that." She looked to the boy, "It's nice to meet you, Lincoln." She said politely, "I know this might be a lot to ask, but would you mind helping Hilda settle in?" She asked, "We don't know anyone here and I think it would be great for Hilda to have a friend. She didn't have any friends when we lived in the woodlands." She added.
Oh. So them living in the wilderness was true?
"Mum!" Hilda whined and Lincoln took note of how she said the word 'mom'.
Lincoln smiled at the mother, "I'd be glad to have Hilda as a friend. She seems like a nice person." The boy said. That and his parents did say he needed more friends, right? Two birds, one stone.
Hilda smiled at Lincoln in gratitude and it made the boy feel... weird, "You seem like a good person too, Lincoln."
The two continued to stare at each other until they heard footsteps. A lot of foot steps. "Ah, you must be Lincoln's family." She said sheepishly, surprised to see such a large family. When she asked for more people around, she didn't mean this much.
"Yes, we are." Rita said. "Welcome to Royal Woods!" The family waved and greeted the two new neighbors. Rita handed Johanna a tray, probably lasagna, or Lynnsagna as their father liked to call it.
"Thank you, very much." She said, accepting the gift. "I'm Johanna, and this is my daughter, Hilda." The girl waved back to them. Johanna looked to her daughter, "Hilda, why don't you introduce yourself to the others?"
Hilda frowned and looked at her mother in confusion. "But you just told them my name." She pointed out. "I don't see the point of introducing myself again."
"I meant, tell them something about yourself." She frowned at the girl. "We really need to work on your social skills."
Hilda groaned and walked to the Loud sisters, slightly overwhelmed by their amount. Johanna looked to the parents. "Sorry about that, Hilda never had any human friends back home."
Lynn Sr. and Rita looked at each other. "Human friends?" The latter asked and Johanna's eyes widened.
"She, uh, only played with her pets." She lied, but fortunately the two didn't catch on.
"That must be very lonely." Rita said sympathetically, Johanna noticed the awkward tension and almost cringed.
"It is, but we barely noticed it." That was another lie, Hilda may not have noticed it, but her mother definitely did.
The Loud parents nodded, "May we come in?" Lynn asked, but was met with an apologetic look from Johanna.
"I would let you in, but we're haven't really finished packing yet." She said truthfully, "It's quite a mess, really." Johanna felt bad, she already liked the Loud parents from just one conversation, she didn't want to push them away.
Luckily, she didn't have to.
"That's a shame." Said the father, "I guess we'll see you around them, neighbor." The two turned other way and was just about to call their children if it weren't for the single mother.
"Wait." Johanna called out, "Maybe we could go to your home instead?" She suggested. She wasn't fully comfortable asking that, it felt like she was just barging into their homes, into their lives. "If it's alright with you, that is."
The two looked at each other once again before smiling at each other. "Of course." The mother said, "We'd love to invite you. Though we need to warn you," Rita added, "our kids tend to be... chaotic." She informed and Johanna laughed.
There was a lot of them, no question, but they looked nice and she doubted they could cause trouble, "I'm sure it'll be fine."
It was not fine.
That is the end of the first chapter! What do you guys think so far?
I'm not sure yet if I'm going to turn this into a full series, but let me know what you think.
Everything in Hilda is cannon in the Loud House, with a few modifications of course, but characters such as Alfur, Twig, and Wood Man still exist.
Again, give Hilda a try, it's a great show with an amazing art style, that and it basically has the lore of Gravity Falls and Over The Garden Wall, but with the cheeriness and humor of Adventure Time.
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