Darkness was soon lit up by light as it grew bigger and bigger. It was Logan Anderson, who has just woken up from his sleep. The sun from a window was shining bright, irritating his eyes for a little bit.

Logan: Mgh….

He rubbed his eyes, and pulled a blanket to cover his face…

Wait a minute,

Logan opened his eyes; he didn't remember a blanket being placed on top of him before. This seriously confused and somewhat frightened him a little bit. He looked around; nothing unusual seems to be in the room. The exact same as it was last night. He wanted to go back to sleep, but after about 10 minutes, he found himself having a hard time.

Logan: *sigh* Oh well. Time to wake up anyways.

He slowly got up, and stretched his limbs. Well, today's the day. The day that he'll be accepted into his new family. He grabbed his suitcase and Rexy, in case they reject him, and walked towards the basement door. He got a little bit of reassurance that they may accept him due to the blanket from earlier, but hey, better safe than sorry they say.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard the front door opening. Immediately, he ducked down, leaving only his eyes to see what was going on. He could see 2 people walking away from the house. He couldn't see their faces, but they sound happy.

Man: Bye kids. Lori, remember; you're in charge of the house now.

Then he heard a voice coming from the front as well.

Voice: Yes, dad.

Then the adults got inside their car, and were about to drive away, when all of a sudden.

Woman: Hey, Lincoln. There's a special surprise waiting for you in the basement.

Before anyone else could react, the adults soon drove away. Logan widened his eyes. So someone did come into the basement and put a blanket on him. But why? Why would they? He's just a piece of trash.

He then heard the sounds of footsteps leaving the front door and to other parts of the house. Logan grew a bit scared. They were parents apparently, and they already have children. And whoever they were, there were LOTS of them. From the sounds of the footsteps, there must be at least 10 of them.

Logan: Heh, full house.

So he decided to continue on with this acceptance. But then he realized; what if this family was as bad as the last one? Plus with many more siblings, his torment could be worse. Oh boy, and with the parents gone, something bad will surely happen now.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a pair of footsteps coming from upstairs rushing downwards. Panic soon overcame him and he quickly dropped his luggage, and himself and Rexy behind the boxes. Immediately, the door downstairs popped open. Someone was downstairs. Oh, why did the woman want them to check downstairs?

In the main floor of the basement is an 11 year old boy with white hair, an orange shirt and blue jeans walked inside, eye widened with anticipation of the surprise. His name is Lincoln Loud, the only boy in the enormous family of 10 other girls. With him is the family dog Charles, a Pit Bull Terrier. Lincoln searched and searched, but there didn't seem to be anything surprising.

Lincoln: Hm? What happened? I thought she said the surprise was here.

Charles looked on, until he picked up a scent from near the door. He sniffed about, moving closer to the door before his nose picked up and landed on a bag of luggage. He barked, getting Lincoln's attention.

Lincoln: Hm? What is it, Charles?

He walked over to where Charles is standing. That's when he widened his eyes. There is a red bag of luggage on the floor. Logan from his hiding spot widened his eyes.

Lincoln: What is this?

Then Charles began to whimper, as he looked at his master with sorrowful eyes. Lincoln grew curious and decided to open it. Inside were some clothes and toys.

Lincoln: So this 'intruder' is a little kid. But who could it be?

Lincoln searched through the bag. Inside were several toys of dinosaurs, G.I. Joe action figures, as well as pictures and clothes. Once he got to the pictures however, he got a good look at one of them. It was a little boy, 4 years of age as well as a 17 year old girl with red hair tied to a ponytail. Lincoln smiled at the picture, but then looked at the boy. The boy has black eyes, short, curly brown hair and a toothy grin. Lincoln then felt something tugging at the inside of his heart. It felt…longing. Then he remembered something.

Lincoln pulled out his phone, and scrolled through the pictures. At the section of 2014, he looked at the picture of his entire family. There were his sisters; Lori Loud, a 17 year old girl who is the oldest of the children, and is usually cynical and sassy, but is very caring towards her siblings and acts as a secondary mother to them when the situation calls for it. Next, there's Leni Loud, a 16 year old blonde girl who is beautiful and kind, but dumb (and it doesn't have anything to do with her being blonde). Next up, there's Luna Loud, 15 years old and a wild and upbeat musician who is a fan of rock. Then there's Luan Loud, a 14 year old prankster of the family who often makes…not too funny puns, and has a ventriloquist dummy named Mr. Coconuts. Then there's Lynn Loud, the 13 year old athlete who likes to wrestle a lot. Up next, Lucy Loud, an 8 year old gloomy emo goth who rarely shows emotion, but makes good poetry. Up next, Lana and Lola Loud, who are 6 year old twins. Lola acts as a bit spoiled and can be very scary when she's angry, and Lana is her tomboy sister who loves to get her hands dirty (much to her twin's annoyance). And finally, there's Lisa Loud, who is a 4 year old girl and who graduated college at an early age. The youngest, 15 month old Lily Loud was not born at the time the picture was taken.

Lincoln searched through the photo and found a small 3 year old boy who is clinging onto him and Lori like a monkey holding onto 2 ropes. He then looked back at the other photo, and widened his eyes; the boy in his phone is the EXACT same one as in the photo. That must mean that… Lincoln began to hyperventilate.

Lincoln: L-L-Lo…Logan. He's alive….

That was when he heard Charles barking at the boxes. He turned to see him happily waggling his tail and panting.

Lincoln: Hello? W-Who's there?

There was silence for a moment, before a small voice peeped out.

Logan: I-I'm sorry, mister. I-I'll leave if you want.

Lincoln immediately felt his heart flutter in a panic.

Lincoln: No. Nonono. Don't be upset, don't be scared. I'm not mad. You can come out if you want.

Again, nothing happened for a moment, then he could see an eyes coming out, looking at him.

Logan: A-Are you sure?

Lincoln: It's alright. I won't hurt you.

Charles: Bark!

Logan immediately retracted back, scared of the dog.

Lincoln: Sorry, it's just my dog, Charles. Charles, back off for a second!

Lincoln says it in a demanding voice, making Charles look at him, then he obeyed.

Lincoln: There. See, he's gone.

Logan's eyes became visible again, and looked at Lincoln. He could also feel a scent of longing from within his heart. But he doesn't know what or why.

Lincoln: Trust me.

Logan thought he would hear intimidation in his voice, but all he could feel from it is nothing but…love and kindness. Something no one other than Ellen bothered to show him. Without realizing it, he slowly came out of his hiding, and soon, his full body came out into view. Lincoln silently gasped, and covered his mouth with his hands as he smiled, tears streaming down.

Lincoln: I-I…Logan Loud…

He whispered it, and Logan couldn't understand him.

Logan: Excuse me?

Lincoln couldn't control himself; or rather he didn't WANT to control himself, as he immediately ran over to him and hugged him as tightly as possible. Logan immediately tensed, but stopped struggling as he began to hear crying on his shoulder.

Lincoln: *sniff* Logan…I missed you so much, little dude.*whimpers* I'm glad you're home and alive…

Lincoln stroked Logan's hair with his fingers. Logan for some reason didn't struggle. Not because he couldn't but rather from how much affection the boy was showing him, he didn't WANT to secretly. But there was something that was confusing to him.

Logan: W-What do you mean I'm back home?

Lincoln widened his eyes, as fear began to spread all over his body. He immediately released his hug.

Lincoln: What do you mean? I'm your big brother, Lincoln Loud.

Logan looked at him in confusion.

Logan: I don't remember having a brother.

Lincoln was beginning to feel disheartened at the boy's sudden amnesia.

Lincoln: You don't remember?

Logan shook his head. Lincoln immediately backed away, and more tears began to shed from his tear ducts. Logan could see him being upset.

Logan: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.

Lincoln tried to regain his composure, but the thought of his little brother not remembering him makes it very hard to do so.

Lincoln: N-No. It's okay, Logan. I…I need time to compose myself.

Logan: Okay. So, this is where you live?

Lincoln wiped a tear as he slowly began to go back to normal.

Lincoln: Yep. The Loud House, as we like to call it.

Logan nodded in understanding.

Logan: Wait, you have any siblings?

Lincoln: Yep. 10 girls.

Logan: Wow. That's got to be a large and loud house to live in.

Lincoln: Hence the name LOUD house.

Logan understood.

Logan: Oh. Heh.

Lincoln gave him a smile.

Lincoln: Do you want to meet them? I bet they're gonna FLIP when they see you.

Logan pondered for a moment, then shrugged.

Logan: Okay.

Lincoln: Now to warn you; they're a bit cuckoo, but they're our sisters.

Logan: They're my sisters too?

Lincoln nodded, and then he took his hand. As they walked, Charles walked behind them, nuzzling against his legs.

Logan: Hey, girl.

Lincoln smirked.

Lincoln: That's Charles, and he's a guy.

Logan: Oh…Hey, boy.

Lincoln covered his mouth with his wrist to muffle his laughter. Even after years of being missing, he still loved his naivety.

They reached the door of the basement, but Lincoln gave him an idea.

Lincoln: Hey, Logan. Stay here in the basement. I've got an even better idea.

Logan: Okay.

Lincoln left the basement, leaving him alone with Charles.

Lincoln approached the living room where one of his sisters, Lori was typing on her phone like usual.

Lincoln: Hey, Lori.

Lori looked at him.

Lori: What's up, Lincoln?

Lincoln: Well… have you ever MISSED anyone in particular?

Lori: Nope.

Lincoln: Hm. So, do you remember having another brother some years ago? Before he went missing?

Lori stopped tapping on her phone and looked at him.

Lori: Lincoln, you sure you're ok?

Lincoln: You don't remember our brother, Logan?

This made Lori widened her eyes a bit.

Lori: W-What? L-Lincoln, of course I remember Logan. Yeah he was wild, but he was my brother, and I loved him.

Logan heard the conversation from the inside, and pondered something, He felt like he knew of a girl named Lori, but he still wasn't sure.

Lori: Why are you asking this?

Lincoln: Because…well, he's…down in the basement.

Lincoln giggled for a bit, but Lori was not amused. She sighed, walked to him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

Lori: Look, Lincoln. You can't keep doing this to yourself. I miss him, believe me I do. But he would not want you to hang on to the past. He would want you to move forward.

Logan heard what she said, and felt his heart strings tugging.

Lincoln: But I'm telling you the truth. He's in the basement.

Lori: Please, Lincoln. I've moved on months ago, please…

She began to grow tears.

Lori: I've just accepted his death. Don't make me start over again.

Lincoln: Trust me. I'll show you to him.

Lincoln took her hand and began to escort her to the basement. Lori was still unsure about Lincoln, thinking he may have a screw loose and may need to go to therapy. Lincoln opened the basement door to reveal…no one. Lincoln widened his eyes in shock.

Lincoln: Uh…Uh, I-I thought he may be here.

Lori gave him a glare, arms crossed. Lincoln began to panic.

Lincoln: No. No, I'm telling the truth; Logan Loud was here.

Lori clenched her left fist, her breathing hitching, tears streaming down even harder. But just before she could scold him for it, a small voice stops her. This voice made her anger immediately fade away.

Voice: I'm sorry; I just needed to get my stuff, Mister Lincoln.

Lori widened her eyes, her eyes turning to her left to see a small, familiar looking boy with his stuffed T-Rex, and his luggage.

Lori: Logan…

She said it at first in a whisper, thinking that he may vanish into thin air at any moment.

Lincoln: Eh? Eh? Whaddya think?

Logan: H-Hi. I think Mister Lincoln here knows you or something.

Lori began to cover her mouth in shock, dropping her phone.

Lori: LOGAN!

She immediately scooped him up and hugged him as tightly as possible, sobbing profuriously in happiness. Logan looked at Lincoln, wanting him to tell him what to do. Lincoln shrugged and made a wrapping arms motion, motioning him to hug her back, which he did. Lori then began to kiss him in the hair firmly and furiously.

Lori: Oh, I missed you so much you little dweeb.

Voice: What's going on down there?

It was Lynn, and she was getting out of her room upon hearing Lori's crying.

Lincoln: A surprise for all of you.

Lincoln giggled again. Then, Lola spoke up.

Lola: Is the surprise to help me and my make-up?

Lori: It's…It's Logan! He's here!

Lori said as she sobbed harder than ever before, wanting nothing else than to be with her little brother again. Immediately, voices from upstairs began to become more audible as the sisters rushed in. When they see the boy in Lori's arms…phew, their reactions are amazing to Logan. All of them immediately joined in on the hug. All 9 of them. Logan was a bit squeezed and found it a little bit difficult to breathe, but it's tolerable. The sight made Lincoln laugh.

Leni: Oh my goodness please let this be reality.

Lola and Lana: Oh, Logan we missed you so much you big dope.

Even Lucy sounds broken as she hugged him.

Lucy: Don't ever leave us like that again.

Logan was now beginning to be confused.

Logan: Uh…what? Have I been here before?

At once, all of the girls immediately stopped crying and looked at him.

Lori: W-What? Don't you remember what happened?

Logan: Um…not really.

Lincoln then spoke, causing everyone to turn to him.

Lincoln: Yeah, they seem to have given him amnesia. To make him forget about us.

All the sisters were terrified, as Lori looked at Logan with concern. Her little brother…her favorite monkey, forgot everything? Lori thought,

Lori*thoughts*: Oh, when I get my hands on his abductors, I swear I'm gonna-

Lincoln: Lori, you okay?

Lori snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Lincoln.

Lori: Hmm, I don't know. My lost brother here forgot everything. That's all, no big deal.

Logan: That was sarcasm, wasn't it?

Lori: Yeah. Of course I'm not alright, Lincoln.

The other sisters nodded in agreement.

Logan: I'm sorry I worried you guys. Please don't beat me for it.

That made the other sisters look at him.

Leni: Why would we do that?

Logan: …Because I'm a freak, invading your home. Even though I was dropped off here?

Everyone was silent for a brief moment. Then Lincoln patted him in the head.

Lincoln: We don't think you're a freak, little guy. You're our brother.

Leni: Yeah, who's the big boso who told you that?

Logan: My dad? He's the one who constantly beats me for messing things up. In fact last night, he whipped me pretty good last night. Though looking back now, I did kind of deserve it.

He spoke to them with a typical, normal tone while Lincoln and the girls were horrified.

All: What?!

Logan was a bit tense now at their tone.

Logan: What?

Lynn: Your "father" beat you with a belt last night?!

Lucy: And you act like it's cool?

Logan nodded.

Lola: What did you even do to deserve that anyway?

Logan: Well, I talked back to him about how I was tired of the way he treated me. I even got a cut from the belt last night in my back.

Lori: Show us.

Logan was turned around, and his back shirt was pulled upwards. The girls gasped at the sight. Lynn of course was peeved.

Lynn: Oh that's it. When I find him, I'm gonna make sure he never takes another breath of air again.

Logan: It's alright, one of my sisters treated me.

Lincoln: Sisters?

Logan: Yep. I had 3 of them; only one, Ellen was very kind and loving to me. In fact she knocked dad out with a crowbar, treated me with medicine and drove me away to here. And now, here I am.

Logan smiled upon ending his story. Lincoln and the others were amazed.

Lincoln: Well, it's a good thing she did that and leave you here with us.

Lori: Yeah, sounds like she took care of him for us.

Logan: …Not good enough for you, isn't it?

Girls: Nope.

Lincoln: Of course. Look, what happened in the past, stays in the past. Right now, I'm just so glad your back home with us.

Lincoln and the girls hugged him again.

Logan: Ack. Not again…

The hug lasted for several minutes until they decided to release him.

Logan: But guys, well girls and ONE guy. I don't remember ANYTHING here.

Lincoln: Not a problem. We're Louds. We can show you the ways of how we live again, and in no time you'll get your memories back.

Lincoln ruffled his hair. Logan smiled a bit. Then he heard a rumble. Logan and everyone else looked down.

Logan: Oops. I'm hungry.

Lincoln: Alright, no problem. Lori will fix us our breakfast.

Right when Logan was about to protest, Lori spoke out,

Lori: You betcha. Don't worry, you little rascal. I'll fix you up the best breakfast you'll ever have.

Logan: Well, okay.

And so, it is set. Logan has been reintroduced into the family of Louds. But doesn't remember anything. We'll see what happens later.

Today is a BIG day for Logan and the Louds.