While I am planning out the next chapter of Lincoln Phantom, I have decided to write some one shots. This first one is a request from Barbacar. In this one shot, Lynn gets shot out of a canon. Lincoln Phantom is near done. Keeping a Secret is in the planning phase. And I have a few one shot ideas. If you have an idea that you want me to write, PM me. Don't comment it or I'm gonna get reported again. Let's get into it.
The Circus. A one of a kind place. Recently, the circus drove by Royal Woods. Children were begging for their parents to buy tickets. The Louds managed to get tickets. They were the lucky winners of a trivia for the final 12 tickets. What a coincidence! 12 tickets.
Upon arriving, the Louds are dazzled. There are balloons. There are animals. There are clowns (the good kind.) Not the 30 year old pedophile virgin. Not the shape shifting child killer. Not the gay serial killer who set that trend for clowns. Each one of the loud kids, oldest to youngest, were all excited.
"It's literally been forever." Lori says.
"I love this place." Leni follows.
"The memories are coming back, dudes." Luna exclaims.
"I'm so mesmerized, I can't even think of a pun." Luan says.
"Thank God." Lynn exclaims, replying to Luan's comment.
Everyone turns their attention to Lynn. She sheepishly smiles at them.
"I was talking about coming back here."
Everyone looks back at the sights of the circus. Lynn really was glad about being there. She was also talking about Luan as well. This was too beautiful a moment to be ruined by a crappy pun. Lincoln stares off. His mind clouds up with nostalgia. Ah, nostalgia. Reflecting back and remembering the times when life was good. His memories go alway to their first trip to the circus.
Lincoln was age 6 when they last went. Rita was at home with the twins, who were too young to go at the time. The Louds were watching the festivities of the circus. The grand finale was a stunt man getting fired out of a cannon. He shot through 3 flaming hoops before landing into a pool. Everyone in the crowd went nuts, including Lincoln.
Lynn taps him on the shoulder, while wearing a determined grin.
"You liked that, huh? Well, one day, that will be me you're cheering." Lynn says with a determined tone in her voice.
"As if?" replied Lincoln.
"I bet you I will do that."
"Fine. If you say so. For every year you don't, you have to give me ten dollars."
"And when I do, you have to pay me back. In full!"
Lincoln panicked at that. Only for a moment though. He pulls himself together and accepts the bet. He extends his arm out.
"I accept." Lincoln exclaims.
Lynn spits on her hand and extends it out. Lincoln recoils and pulls his back.
"I am not shaking that."
Lincoln is pulled out of his nostalgia-induced thoughts when Rita calls his name.
"Lincoln. Take your seat." Rita said.
The Louds take their seats. For Lana, Lola, Lisa, and Lily, this is their first time being here. At first, their expressions remain unfazed. Their expressions quickly change as soon as the show began. Their faces lit up like skyscrapers in New York on Christmas Night. Rita and Lynn Sr. never saw a more heartwarming sight
The first act was a simple juggling act. The performer needed a volunteer. Luan eagerly raised her hand and they beckoned her to the stage. Both of them began juggling apples. They started with two, and people kept tossing them apples. Eventually, Luan and the juggler were each juggling six apples at an ungodly speed. After about a minute, they stop juggling and all of the apples are sent flying into the crowd. No one was hurt. Instead, they all caught the apples.
"I'm glad that we were the apples of your eyes. Get it?" Luan joked.
The crowd roars with laughter and applause. Luan and the juggler both take a bow. This was a very life changing moment for Luan. She told a cheezy pun and was showered in cheers for it. After the juggling act, there was a trapeze act. The person walking was at least 100 feet in the air. It was death defying. At one point, the trapeze artist started walking backwards. Everyone in the audience gasped. Lola covered her eyes.
"I can't watch." Lola cried out.
For a moment, everyone thought that they were seconds away from seeing someone fall to their death. However, they were wrong. The person walking on the trapeze made it to the other side. Everyone sighs in relief and applauded. That stunt had all the spectators on the edge of their seats. Imagine watching someone do something that would get them killed in seconds.
The third act of the night was a clown performance. Why people hate clowns, I don't know. They are not always the weird, creepy, perverted pedophile serial killers Hollywood potrays them as. A clown car drove onto the stage. The door opens and about ten clowns came out. Several of them walked off stage, leaving three to give a highlight. The act starts with the three clowns using squirt flowers to spray each other and the audience. Then, they rode around on unicycles while handing out balloons. One of them rides up towards the Louds.
"What balloons do you little girls want?" he asks.
Lola shied away a bit. Lisa and Lana on the other hand, wasted little time answering.
"I want a puppy." Lana answered.
"I too wish for a puppy." Lisa said.
Normally, Lisa doesn't have time for childish activities. However, this is the circus we're talking about. That is one of the top three places no little kid could resist. The top two are the Zoo and Disneyland. Once Lola saw what Lana and Lisa got, she ushered herself closer.
"Do you have a crown?" Lola asks.
"A crown? That'll be a challenge." the clown replies.
He pulls out several balloons. After about a minute or two, he reveals the crown he made. He places the crown on Lola's head.
"EEEH! Thank you Mr. Clown."
"You're welcome."
The three clowns walk back onto the stage. Their performance ends with the three of them pelting each other with pies, much to the amusement of the audience. The audience roars in cheers and applause for the three clowns. The main event was a stunt man getting shot out of a cannon. The only problem, the stunt man was nowhere to be found. The ringleader walks onto the stage, microphone in hand.
"I regret to inform you that the stunt man has been hospitalized in a car crash. The show is over. We deeply apologize." the ringleader says.
The crowd begins to boo loudly. However, a bold and determined someone is not about to let this show die.
"I'll do it!"
Everyone gasps and looks at the person who said that: Lynn. She has her hands on her hips and she's wearing a grin on her face. There is no way the great Lynn Loud Jr. was gonna let the show die. You know what they say: The Show Must Go On! She walks her way through the crowd.
"I said it. I'll do it. I promised someone." she says.
Lincoln is beginning to grow nervous. Lynn was doing this. At least the Lynn he knew. Once she sets her mind to something, there's no changing it.
"Do your parents give consent?" the ringleader asks.
"She does." Lynn Sr. and Rita says together.
After getting suited up, Lynn crawls legs first into the cannon. One of the attendees lights the fuse. Another attendee lights the three hoops on fire. The fuse burns out and Lynn shoots through the three hoops and lands into a pool. The crowd applauds for Lynn. Lynn stares smugly at Lincoln.
"Pay it up, Lincoln." Lynn demands.
"I don't have it. I'll do anything." Lincoln replies.
"Anything?"
"Yes. Anything."
"I know just the thing."
A few minutes, Lincoln is also suited up. Two cannons are set up. The attendees light the fuses.
"Why'd I let you talk me into this?"
"You owe me."
The two fuses are burned out. Lynn and Lincoln are shot into the night. They both scream out in bewilderment. They fly out of everyone's sight. Rita begins to worry.
"Where are they?" Rita exclaims.
"I can answer that." Lisa replies.
Lisa pulls out a weird remote control like device. She presses a button and two dots blink on the screen.
"They landed in the community pool."
"Okay. Let's go." Rita replies.
The Louds drive off to find Lynn and Lincoln.
That's it. Chapter one of my new story. I call it the "Twenty shot." This was requested by Barbacar. Hope you enjoyed it. If you have an idea, PM me. Goodbye and goodnight!