Author's Note: I do not own The Loud House or any other story depicted. I also make no money from it.

'Things Are Happening,' spoilers ahead.

Also, I looked into a little bit of the math, I was WAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY OFF. I'm sorry, Zoryan. For the misleading information. In my message to you earlier.

If a group consisting of Jigsaw, Rocket, and L has the same meaning as a group consisting of L, Jigsaw and Rocket, it's a combination.

If a group consisting of Jigsaw, then Rocket and THEN L is NOT the same meaning as a group consisting of L, then Jigsaw and THEN Rocket, it's a permutation.

It doesn't MATTER which order the eight go into the quarterfinals. I need to shut up. It's two minutes till midnight as I'm typing this. The story has already been copied here.

Chapter 2

"The first universe I went to… everyone was already dead. I more or less expected that. But what I didn't expect was HOW they died."

He takes out a handkerchief out of his pocket and blows his nose.

"It looked like something from Liby's movie collection. My sisters… my parents… even Lily… oh god. They were all… connected. I just couldn't believe… I had chili not two hours before and I think the mask I wore blocked some of the stench. I wanted to puke so badly. They couldn't have been dead for any more than a month. Flies...maggots every fucking where. It still haunts me today. Seeing them all… sewn together like that. I… I think the Lincoln from that universe made an effort to save them. That was all before he was stabbed to death. Lisa, you saw what I saw, and were horrified."

Lincoln wipes his eyes, wanting to scream at the top of his lungs, but he ended up restraining himself.

Jigsaw bursts through the front door of the Loud House. Struggling to breathe.

"Why would you show this to me, Overseer!?"

"Haven't you seen Saw 4? YOU CAN'T SAVE EVERYONE! They were dead when I found them! We're not supposed to be doing anything in this universe! We're supposed to move forward!"

"Apparently, the time stone that he has only works when it wants to, and the lavender gem can only heal, not revive the dead.

So there I was. Face down on the overgrown front lawn of my childhood home, when all of a sudden, I was teleported to the next universe I was supposed to react to.

I landed face first in a fucking sandbox.

And it was in front of Liby, who just so happens to be at the playground waiting for someone.

Yeah… you knew about the sin kids too. They must have repulsed you. I had an earlier vision of Liby Loud a year ago after fighting Finn Mertens, but this time, I had to have a fucking CONVERSATION with her! Can you believe that!? I was cursing at the Overseer in my head the entire time! It's a good thing I had that mask."

"I know you're here for a reason. I also know all about you and those games of yours… Jigsaw!"

Lincoln disguises his voice under his mask by using his iconic one.

"Liby Loud. You are a small piece of a large family that is beyond redemption. Given enough time, even the deepest, darkest secrets end up seeing the light of day... Lincoln Loud has used his body as an instrument of abuse."

"ABUSE!? EXCUSE ME!? Dad doesn't abuse us! If anything WE were the ones abusing HIM!"

"I don't care how it all happened or why it happened. I was told that you once ran a detective agency for kids. One would think that you would have some integrity… AND CALL CPS ON THAT BASTARD!"

"I did want to help people; that's true. I was just getting started, but I did want to help people. I'm not very funny, you see, and I would argue my mom isn't either. I love my dad very much. I'm also fine with sharing him. Sometimes with my sisters and even sometimes with my own mother."

"God. I can't tell which is more nauseating, hearing her TALK, or that FUCKING human centipede!" Lincoln thought.

"But enough about ME! JIGSAW! Let's talk about YOU! You're probably just some random guy who just so happens to win one of the games, and now you've worked your way up with this… 'Jigsaw Requiem.' You want to kill my dad but you don't really kill, do you? You would just make dad kill himself in a different way that is not found in the traits of other horror movie icons. The Saw series as a whole is just stupid!"

"You're wrong, Liby. Lincoln Loud doesn't deserve a chance to live! I won't grant him one! TO HELL WITH KRAMER'S PHILOSOPHY!"

Liby was shocked. A Jigsaw that won't give people a chance to survive? Technically, it happens in the actual franchise, but still.

"WAIT! What if I…"

"I swear to God, I won't hesitate to kill you too!"

"How about… in exchange for letting my dad live…

I'll let you do whatever you want to me."

Now it's Lincoln's turn to be surprised. This 14 year old girl…

"Gross. Gross. Gross. Gross. Gross. Gross. Gross. Gross."

"THAT DOES IT! LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT THE REAL ME!"

Lincoln quickly takes off his mask and throws it aside, revealing his face to Liby.

She covers her wide open mouth with her hand. Another Lincoln?

"I may have S.T.D.s, but you're the sicker one here!"

He looks up at the clear sky.

"OVERSEER! GET ME OUT OF HERE BEFORE I LOSE IT AND KILL SATURN HEAD!"

"Okay, Jigsaw. Okay. You passed the test. Now ONNNN to the next one."

While still processing his playful tone, a large, blue pillar of light from the sky encapsulated Jigsaw, accompanied by heavenly music.

Liby stares in shock, a Lincoln Loud she wants to know all about is going to go away. It wasn't fair to her.

The Overseer, satisfied with the show he created, 'raptured' up Jigsaw from the universe.

Liby turns her attention to the pig mask.

"Heh. Forgot your mask."

She picks it up.

And inhales whatever scent she can get out of it. Her eyes rolling to the back of her skull.

"Yeah… that was the only mask I had. I'm maskless. I never thought to create spares. You know, that wasn't the universe you went to, Lisa. The one YOU went to was one where the Loud family was much more… cult-like. With Lori, who may or may not be this 'high-priestess.' I really don't know. All I need to know was that the CPS was called."

Lincoln scratches his nose. Maybe Lisa didn't need to be reminded of that.

"With my hatred for that girl still fresh in my mind, he threw me into the third universe. Which is WORSE than the other two! There was some sort of… fighting competition. 18 different girls wanted to marry an eleven year old Lincoln… and do adult activities."

Lincoln rubs his eyes, he still couldn't believe what he saw.

"I think they were in the quarterfinals. While I could be as violent as I wanted to Lincoln Loud in the previous universe, but in this one, there's just teenagers and little kids everywhere looking at… what they really shouldn't be looking at. I don't want to hurt anyone under 18. Yeah, sure, I threatened to kill Liby, but that was just an empty threat. I didn't have my mask and maybe that was for the best. The Haiku in that universe likes horror films and she would probably throw herself at me as soon as she sees a real-life Jigsaw Lincoln. Regardless of her opinion of the franchise. Hell, the only adult in the entire room I could see was Ms. DiMartino. Maybe if I wasn't gay at 12 years old, I would have wondered what she looked like naked."

He let out a long sigh and buried his face in his hands.

"Now I know. It wasn't just her, either. They all were. All the contestants. Including… I still have trouble remembering what I said. I just… snapped."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Jigsaw is seen trying to intentionally blind himself with his black robe.

The contestants, the audience, the security, and the Lincoln Loud of that universe have shocked expressions on their faces when they found themselves looking at another Lincoln Loud.

"CEASE AND DESIST… WHATEVER THE HELL THIS IS! OR WE'LL… WE'LL BRING BATMAN OVER HERE AND SEE WHAT HE THINKS OF THIS! HE'S NOT ABOVE KILLING KIDS!"

The audience, as well as those in the 'seats of champions,' spoke quietly to each other. Who is Batman? A superhero nobody knows about? Is he anything like Ace Savvy?

The voice of the Overseer rang in Jigsaw's head.

"Maybe one day in the future when things are different. But right now, we shouldn't do anything. I really don't want an angry review from you know who."

"And who exactly is that, Overseer?"

Jigsaw points to Lincoln Loud.

"YOU GET ONE CHANCE TO DO THE RIGHT THING! ONE!"

"Jigsaw… shut up."

"The whole thing was two weeks ago. I still don't know what the Overseer meant by 'review.' And who the review is FROM! Anyway, I managed to stop one. You stopped another one four years ago, that's two, and the Overseer stopped one in his seventh year of ruling and another one on his ninth and I can't say he's seen one since. So that's four total. That just leaves… shit, another 2,300 universes we haven't even touched. 18 times 16 times 14 times 12...until 4. Divide by 7 times 5 times 3 times 2, other numbers cancel out. MATH IS HARD! And those are just the ones we KNOW about! There could be many other 'Fight for the Link' tournaments happening. The Overseer 'raptured' me out of that universe, creating another show for the audience. By that time, I lost the will to even think. How could universes like this even exist? It was like God is playing some sick joke on me just because I have the curiosity to explore what is out there instead of staying where I'm supposed to stay. I knew that there's another universe coming my way… and I'm gonna get traumatized. I already felt like trash. I couldn't just toughen up like the Overseer did. This really isn't for just anybody."

He clears his throat.

"Terry Powell… he had been roped into a situation he didn't ask for. The same could be said for everyone else, but… the Overseer told us about him before. He was one of the last people he saw before he…

There was some kind of… pheromone in that fountain. Something I thought only would exist in fantasy or science fiction… but this is the multiverse.

I met eyes with that Lincoln for a split second while they… well…

(Saw Theme Song- Hello Zepp)

I didn't feel like trash. I didn't feel anything. I couldn't think. I couldn't feel. All I could find myself doing is stare, and not all that well at that.

I just… sat there… on the grass. I think other people became affected. The cops did their job. Whatever they were paid wasn't enough.

The Overseer practically held my hand through the events that followed thanks to his yellow gem.

I saw it all: the trial, the abortions, the humility…

*Sniff*

And the suicides.

You saw your dead body stare right back at you and that's when you decided to end it all. The explosion. You wanted to make it look like an accident and we fell for it.

Can you believe after everything I FELT… the Overseer STILL wouldn't cure my S.T.D.s. He just informed me of your suicide. What was it I said earlier, 'Given enough time, even the deepest, darkest secrets see the light of day.' When I said that, I thought 'WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING! I SOUND STUPID!'

I won't lie; I wanted to kill myself too. Jump off a building and just end it all, the Overseer won't catch me."

Remembering the thought, he chuckled.

"That was when he decided to give me something else. I remember the violins. The beautiful music with each note. He gave me a tape recorder with that recorded symphony. I play it everyday. That's when I realized… everybody has their way of coping. A way to… get away from it all. Bob Bryant had his sunsets, The Overseer and Kronos have their fountains, L has his sweets, Sol has Ronnie Anne, Rocket has his family, and Mellark…

Oh, Mellark. I really do love you. But you have Jordan. What kind of man would I be if I try to take him away from you?

I know it's selfcest but you won the Hunger Games! I can't win that!

I'm getting off track. As for me, I have the violins.

Maybe we'd all go crazy without these things. It's strange.

As for you… well… I guess it doesn't really matter now. What's done is done. I'm glad I could find a chance to talk to you again, Lisa. I'm glad that they didn't have to bury me near you. Next time I come back here, I'll bring those flowers."

Lincoln smiles and walks to his car. There's somebody else he has to talk to.

"I know that what I did wasn't right and I want to apologize. I need to remind myself that we are family. There's just no excuse for what I've done, but I need your help with something."

Lincoln is seen sitting across from Luan at her apartment, with a sorrowful look on his face.

"It's okay, Lincoln. You have forgiven me and I have forgiven you. Is there anything I can do to help?"

Lincoln clears his throat.

"Okay, there's a lot that I need to get off my chest. I got a lot of talking to do. But first, we need to get in contact with Clyde. He forgave me a long time ago."

Luan smiles at her younger brother.

"Speaking of stuff on your chest, what's with that shirt? Now THREE of my siblings wear purple."

"Luan, Luna wears VIOLET purple, Lily wears LAVENDER purple, I wear MAGENTA purple. It's my new favorite color."

"AWWW! I miss the orange shirts! Why did you switch?"

"I just… want to change things up a little."

That wasn't the whole truth. After seeing Liby wear orange, he decided to never wear that color again. The shirts he bought are also v-necks.

"Well, whatever it is that needs fixing, I'm sure we'll figure it out."

"Heh. Yeah? But can we fix YOU!? Luan."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, I'm not fixable. I have almost every S.T.D. in the book!"

Almost immediately, a look of shock crept across Luan's face as she feels her chest tighten. Her younger brother, who she loves and will never hurt again, has S.T.D.s.

"D-does your… girlfriend know about this?"

"Luan, allow me to clarify. I got S.T.D.s from having unprotected anonymous gay hookups. Mostly in public bathrooms. Which I do to try to forget the things I saw."

'W-what?"

"I don't know what you REALLY think of me, Luan. But I do know that I'll continue to do what I do best. You should know that I'm part of a special council now. I've gone through a lot of pain before and there's going to be a lot of pain coming my way in the future. But that's part of life. Throughout history, people found ways to cope with pain, and it led us to the beautiful engineering of today. My instructor, Mr McClain, taught me something.

I actually ended up learning this lesson twice myself.

To Engineer is Human!"

Author's Note: I would like to thank Flagg1991, Zoryan El Muerto, and Captain Dodge for permission to use their stories in my fanfiction. Without people like them to inspire me, I wouldn't even be writing. I would have been wasting my time playing video games instead of actually doing something productive.

When I first had the idea for this story, it was just going to be the Hahadavis parody. I wanted to do something different than those who would take complete episodes of Spongebob Squarepants or Ed, Edd, n Eddy and format them to the Loud House. I would take what made the video funny, something that the audience would enjoy remembering, and build a story around it.

As an official fanfiction writer, I can only say that the only thing people can remember from a story is not what the characters say or do, but how the story as a whole made them FEEL!

I just write whatever appears in my mind, even though I reject about two-thirds of all ideas.

Thank you for reading and have a great day!

Jigsaw will return in Yu-Gi-Oh! Wrath of the Gifted