It's a typical morning at the Loud House, with all but one of the louds partaking in the normal Saturday routine.

The odd Loud out was none other than Lincoln. The young boy searching his home for a nice, quiet place to get some privacy in the storm of the house.

"Oh hey guys, what up?" The young eleven-year-old with white hair greets. "Now I know what you guy thinking, 'Lincoln what are you doing in basement?'" He carefully checks his surroundings and continues, "Well you see, I can't let my sisters find out what I planning. If you've been with us long enough, you know just how crazy they can get when they meddle in my life."

Then, he goes into his pocket and pulls out a red flyer decorated with a red rooster, "I want to perform in the Royal Woods Annual Talent show, but there's a small problem: I have no idea what to do! So I'm going to try some different things and hope I can find my talent."

Suddenly, the basement door swings open, and the oldest Loud child walks in, carrying a hamper of dirty laundry. "Crud," Lincoln whispers, "If she sees the flyer, she'll tell the others and then everyone will get involved!" And so, he stuffs the piece of paper in his pocket and puts on a sheepish smile.

"Hey Lincoln, what are you doing down here?" Lori asks

"Nothing! I think I should be going up stairs." Lincoln then begins to slide his way over to the stairs.

"Hang on." Lori grabs Lincoln's arm. "Why don't you tell me the real reason you're down here."

"I told you already…", Lincoln nervously responds.

That's when a particular piece of paper catches her eye, "Hey, what's that?" And with that, she reaches for it

"No please Lori, don't look!"

Yet, it's too late, and his sister he the flyer in hand, "Huh, a talent show." The final two words echo through the home.

Immediately, Lincoln turns and declares, "You see in this house there certain words you shouldn't say… And Lori has just said two of those words."

Suddenly, the floor above them shakes as the rest of the louds run into the basement. And with that, Lincoln knows that this is not going to be an easy day.

"Lincoln are you going to try out for the talent show?" Lynn asks

"No, I'm not."

"Then why did you tried to hide the flyer?" Lori cut in.

"Umm… because…" Lincoln responds, only to remain silent.

"O-M-G! You were like totally going to do it!" Leni cheers.

"Actually I was only planning to do it if I found something I could do."

"Well, have you?" Lori asks, her excitement building.

Lincoln shakes his head, "No, since I've only thought joining the show."

"You should totally play the guitar, link." Luna cuts in.

"Luna you know I can only play a few notes on bass!" Lincoln responds.

"Well how about, doing trapezes act?" Lynn suggests, motioning the jump.

"No, I don't want to die young."

"How about a comedy show" Luan goes.

This goes on for a few minutes, with each sister proposing an act that is better suited for themselves rather than their kid brother. After they all give their suggestions, Lincoln goes up to his room and drops on the bed, exhausted from dealing with his sisters.

"Well, that's half of my Saturday gone. Man, I can't believe I can't find a single thing to do for the talent show. Why am I the black sheep of this family?! I literally have no special talent that I can show off. It's unfair! All of my sisters have something they could do, but me? I've got nothing!"

Then he begins to count on his fingers, "Lori has multitasking, Leni has fashion sense, Luna has music, Luan has comedy, Lynn has athleticism, Lucy has poetry, Lana has plumbing and risk-taking, Lola has pageants, Lisa has smarts, and Lily has… well maybe I guess I'm not alone for now." He plops himself on his bed, "Sometimes, I wish I could have just one of my sisters' talents… then I wouldn't have this problem. Or maybe I'm thinking this too much."

The young boy then stands up and walks over to his door… only to reveal his four-year-old scientist sister waiting for her.

"Why, hello fellow sibling. I would like to ask for your assistance involving my prototype virtual reality system."

"Huh?"

"I need your help testing a video game." Lisa flatly responds.

Lincoln hesitates, "I don't know Lisa, you remember what happened the last time I agreed to help you out."

"Don't worry." Lisa adjusts her glasses, "I didn't account for the damage our siblings could do. So this time, I'm closing the door as precautionary measures."

"Still…" Lincoln speaks with concern in his voice, "I don't know… what if something goes wrong?"

"Will assure you that nothing bad will happen" Lisa assures.

"Alright I'll do it, Liz." Lincoln sighs in defeat, "Just be careful."

"Will do."

And so, Lincoln follows his younger sister into her room. Immediately, a large device stands before him, its random wires and cables connecting to a shoddily set up chair.

While Lily is nowhere to be found.

"Hey Lisa, why is Lily not in her crib" Lincoln asks.

"Like I said, I made sure that none of our siblings would be a problem."

"So what's this thing supposed to do?"

"I'm glad you asked. It's supposed to allow the user experience a virtual simulation that not only let you see, but feel someone else's point of view." Lisa responds with pride filling her voice.

"Oh." Lincoln goes, before the realization hits him, "Wait what?! That's amazing Lisa!"

"Thank you." Lisa responds.

"Did you program it yourself?"

"Yes."

"When did you learn to code?" Lincoln tilts his head, "I never saw you study that stuff."

"I learned the basics last night, since I had a base already set."

"Really?" curiously approaches the chair.

"Yes, it's amazing what you can find on the Internet. Now wait here let me start the device" Lisa walks over to a small control panel built into the wall. "All righty then, Lincoln I would require you to sit down in the chair."

And with that, he complies.