The Loud House: Sunset

While the rest of the Loud family were gathered inside, waiting for Lynn Sr.'s famous casserole (his word's, not anyone else's), we turn our attention to a big tree in the yard.

The tree had the famous brown leaves, the common indicator for the fall season, but there was also a wooden treehouse built within, which is where the teen (and one pre-teen) boys of the big family were currently residing.

The boys were gathered all in one cluster, laughing and joking about random things.

"And then, I took center stage and totally rocked out to my heart's content, brahs!"

The boys cheered at the finishing of Luke's speech; well, all except for Lincoln, who bore a pensive look on his young face.

"Man, that must've been slammin'!" Lynn commented.

"Oh, you better know it!"

"Yeah, I bet when you were comin' home, you took the Highway to Hell! Hahaha! Get it, guys?" Lane joked, making Luke laugh, Loki roll his eyes, and Loni...

"Oh right. Wait hold on, I don't get it."

"Of course you don't," Loki responded offhandedly, more concerned with his phone. "So, 'Stink-oln,'" he continued, "anything you wanna tell?"

Lincoln looked up at his brothers, unsure. "Uh, well, I mean, I don't know if it's that important."

"C'mon, you gotta come up with somethin', brah," Luke rang.

"There is one thing, though."

The five brothers listened intently. "I, uh, I-I think I gotta a crush on Ronnie Anne."

The teens gasped and whooped in excitement at Lincoln's declaration, hi-fiving each other while doing so. "Jeez, guys, it's not that big a deal.."

"WHAT?!" Loki shouted, putting his phone down and grabbing Lincoln by the shoulders. "No, this is literally a big f**kin' deal. Our little brother's growing up so fast." The eldest blonde pretended to wipe a tear away.

"Soon, he'll be applying shampoo and cover-up on his lazy days."

All the boys inside turned and stared at Loni. "What? What I do?"

"So, how'd you find out?"

Lincoln scratched his head. "Uh, it came to me after she punched me in the shoulder and pulled my pants down in front of everyone. She just looked so...cute."

"Dude," Loki began. "That means you want her bad. Like 'I can't live wit' out chu' bad." The eldest blonde chuckled, imitating his girlfriend. "I remember the same thing with how I felt about Beebe. Anyway, you should totes tell her."

"That's the thing, I'm kinda nervous on how I should tell her."

"Don't worry, about a thing," Luke sang. "Cause we got some pro tips for you, little dude."

Lincoln turned toward the reader. "Oh brother, why'd I choose now to bring this up?"

"Here's how'd I do it: ya walk up to her and start hittin' on her. Just go 'Hey dollface. How do you do...that thing with ya mouth," Lane suggested, laughing the whole way through. The jokester then turned toward the readers and said "Goodnight everybody!(*)"

"That's a retarded idea, bro," Lynn commented, shaking his head.

"Yeah. Besides, innuendos should literally come as a last resort," Loki clarified. "Now shut your clown-ass up, Lane."

"F**k you, peach fuzz," the comic retorted.

"You should literally just pour your heart out to her," the eldest blonde instructed. "Just let her know how much she makes you feel. Be tender."

"*Cough*Sap*Cough*" Luke joked, with all the others snickering.

"Girls love that shit, Link. At least Beebe does."

"I don't know if you guys know, but Ronnie Anne isn't exactly the 'touchy-feely' type," Lincoln explained.

"I got one, I got one," Lynn blurted. "So 'Stink-oln', she play any sports?"

"Yeah, I've seen her skateboarding and doing basketball," Lincoln answered. "What exactly does-"

"-Anyway," Lynn continued, "if you wanna get this girl, all you gotta do is challenge her and beat her at a sport. Once you prove your dominance, then you tell her. Afterwards, she'll be jumping all over you."

"Or she'll get mad and punch him in the face again," Luke retorted.

"But wait, doesn't that mean she likes him still?" Loni asked, confusion lacing his tone.

"...That's the smartest thing you've said so far, Loni," Lynn said.

"Thanks, I-hey!"

"Link, brah," Luke began, moving closer to the ash blonde boy. "You just gotta be all cool and calm about it. Just go 'Hey babe, whaddya say, we goin' out Saturday night?"

"I don't know, that's a little too forward for me," Lincoln stated. He looked down at the wood paneling. "What if she laughs at me?"

"Or, you can sing her a love ballad, just don't be a pussy about it."

"And you call me a sap," Loki mumbled, crossing his arms.

"You can talk to her about fashion, shopping, find out what brand her clothes are-"

Lane interrupted Loni. "Heh, see Loni, we're trying to get him a girlfriend, not a boyfriend."

"Yeah, man, that's so faggy," Lynn said, hi-fiving Lane.

"Ain't that the truth."

Loni scowled and flipped both of them off.

"Alright look guys," Lincoln spoke up. "I appreciate this and all, but maybe I should do this on my own. Without any of your suggestions, or meddling, or-"

"I think we get it," Loki replied. "Fair enough, right guys?" Everyone else nodded.

"But thanks for the help though," Lincoln said.

"No prob, 'Stink-oln'. All part of the Bro Code."

"Come in boys, it's time for dinner," Rita, the Loud matriarch barked out. The six adolescent boys all climbed out of the treehouse (well, Loni tripped and fell out).

Loki went over and punched Luke in the shoulder. "Oww! What was that for?"

"No one calls me a sap," Loki replied.

"Pile on Loki!" Luke rang out; all five of the younger siblings proceeded to jump on the eldest.

(*) If you don't know that reference, you have no childhood; I'll give you a hint: it has to do with Lane's voice actor.

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