After a day of sulk, Lucy lets it pass and dozes off to sleep. It is one thing for one of her siblings to react sulkily to one of her poetic creations. But it is another for the rest of her siblings to react the same way. So, what better escape than for her to sleep it off.
Uneventfully for Lucy, she enters to a dream.
It is a bright and scenic sunset that Lucy stumbles upon on a hill. She watches the sun goes down gradually and beautifully. Its rays touch the fields below, giving an orange light illumination down below.
At the descent of the sun comes the night. Lucy grins in happiness as she feels her enjoyable hours are coming. And just at that thought, a dark aura surrounds the hill. A cold breeze touches her skin. The night fog starts to swarm the area.
Lucy proceeds to climb uphill as she is expecting the arrival of her beloved one. And there, emerging from the thick mist is her beloved one, the vampire Edwin.
She grins in serenity, finally getting to see her kindred spirit after the previous night to arrive with his waving cloak, his velveteen vest, his glistening hair, his deathly eyes and his galvanic fangs. It is no question why Lucy Loud would adore this immortal prince of darkness.
In usual fashion, Lucy welcomes him poetically, "Oh, Edwin, my love. Your luminescence on your skin glows the darkest parts of my heart, your immortal youth is a visage that never tears us apart. May the crescent never fade, for your light everlasting; To you, I seek comfort whenever I need resting."
Smitten by her words, Edwin responds with a voice that is reminiscent of David Bowie as the Goblin King in Labyrinth, only with a prepubescent tone, "My dear Lucy, I knew you would wait for me till death do us part."
"Oh Edwin, if only our love is possible to the world," Lucy utters sweetly.
"How could it not be possible?" the immortal asks back.
"Well, my family. How would they accept you? How would they accept my love for you?" Lucy states her worries.
"Lucy, you're so short-sided. Your family already loves us."
Lucy is perplexed by what Edwin implied. "What? What are you talking about?"
"Come with me to the hall. I think you will find it lovely." The hundred-years-old vampire then takes Lucy's hands and guides her to his residence seated at the darkest point of the hillside. This time, Lucy feels the aura transitioning from a Twilight-ish mode to a Hammer Films-like one. And if that does not perplex her, the mist gets thicker and thicker. Her surrounding gets darker and darker. And the resulting feeling is a true-to-life gothic atmosphere.
After minutes of walking, Lucy never mutters a word, only leaving her with fascinated but unnerved emotions. They finally reach the gates of Edwin's den, where the latter opens the colossal gates with his telekinetic powers. He then elatedly takes Lucy to his manor.
The house is of sharp Gothic architecture. From the manor walls to the roofs, the whole place resembles that of a 14th century structure. The windows reach around two stories. And the wooden door is just as tall as the windows. It is truly the ideal details that Mary Shelley and Anne Rice would describe in their novels.
Edwin guides her to the staircase, and they enter the manor. A surprise to her, they stumble upon a festivity that resembles more of a matrimonial ceremony. He then commences the event, "Dear acquaintances and loved ones, let me introduce you to my beloved, forever and ever, Lucy."
"Greetings Lucy," the guests monotonously greet her.
"Now, we should thank Lucy for this occasion, for her light shone to darken the souls of the peers around us. For without her spirit, we would be nothing," Edwin declaims.
This claim confuses and troubles Lucy. "Uhmm Edwin, I don't know what you are talking about. What do you mean 'my spirit darkens the souls of the peers'?"
"Let me show you." He then points to the organ player from the balcony, who is playing a gothic version of "Friendship is Magic". The organist then turns to Lucy, revealing it to be Luna draped in a black dress and black makeup.
"Luna? What happened to you?!" Lucy shouts to her.
"There's just the right darkness in music. Music is so dark," she utters incoherently.
Right after her, two minions in full-body cloaks fetch her.
"Come with us," the minions demand to Lucy, revealing them to be Lola and Lana.
"Lola? Lana? What's going on?" she asks.
But the dark twins keep pushing her to the front. Edwin grins at this feat.
"Guys? What are you doing?" she keeps asking.
Along the way, the music gets louder as the twins bring Lucy in front. Behind her, darker versions of Lori and Leni sport a veil on her.
"What's this?" Lucy utters, "Lori? Leni? Why are you making me wear this?"
"Futility is what runs in the bloodstream, literally," Lori voices out.
"Joy is a venomous feeling. Only the melancholy is what defines me," Leni follows.
But Lucy persuades them, "Girls, I may have the same feeling when I'm around, but it doesn't you should be like that too."
"Too late to reconsider," the emo version of Lynn utters to her from behind. She then pushes Lucy to a wooden chair and straps her arms on the wooden rests.
A dark version of Lily additional straps her legs to the chair. "Lily?"
"We must let darkness light the way. You are the darkness," Lynn states.
"Lynn, doesn't that sound oxymoronic?" Lucy responds.
"Oh, an ox's blood, bitter but not as was this soul who would never see the sweet taste of victory," Lynn declaims.
"Okay Lynn, you've gone absurd," Lucy says.
But the occurrence gets eerier when the guests suddenly chant an ancient horror tune, conducted by a mad scientist version of Lisa.
"Raise your melodies, underlings," Lisa instructs, "We need to raise the amplitude to 90 decibels to weaken her." Just as Lisa predicated, Lucy tries to rub off the loud chant from her head.
Luan then emerges from the dark while operating a marionette of an executioner. "Dear sister, we have come Lucifer you. Now let the girl of the dark come to light."
"Luan, that punchline doesn't make any sense," Lucy blandly utters.
"No, but this would shed some light for you," she says as she prepares to horrifyingly suck out her soul like a Dementor.
Lucy tries to evade her, but Luan continues to extract her good will.
Edwin is proud at this sight. "Oh Lucy, you really changed everyone's lives. Your darkness became their light. Now, you have one pinch of light left in you. And you'll be part of the dark forever."
"No, please!" she pleads.
But the ceremony has begun.
"Alright, let us all proceed to the front," Edwin instructs the people, to which they do, making them surround Lucy. "Lucy has decided to love me for eternity. And she will fulfill this love by offering herself to darkness and embrace it forever."
Just at that revelation, Lucy cries out in fear. "No! No! Please no!"
"Face it Lucy. You love the dark. You love me," Edwin stresses.
"Yes, I love the dark. I love you Edwin. But I cannot let you cover me and my family in darkness," Lucy pleads.
"Give in Lucy. You cannot deny yourself."
And behind Edwin comes a hardcore emo version of Lincoln, which shocks Lucy. "Lincoln! No! Not you Lincoln!"
"Now, dear boy, you take the lead."
With that, Lincoln begins sucking Lucy's soul, inviting her to a life of eternal darkness. The rest of her siblings take turns in sucking out Lucy's soul that still has blemishes of light in her. The sensation is the same torture as Dementors would do.
Lucy tries to sway away. But the siblings continue to capture her soul.
"No! No! no! Guys no!" she begs in pain. She breaks down as she feels intense agony on thinking that she was behind all these, including submitting to her lovelorn immortal love.
"NO!"
And just like that, Lucy wakes up from her nightmare. She sees herself back to normalcy, except that Lynn is still sulking, even in her sleep.
"That was close," she remarks, "I thought it was real. That's it for too much. Though I'll still finish Sleepy Hollow. But I just hope tomorrow would be normal."
Unfortunately, next morning's breakfast has the Loud siblings slowly and sulkily finish their breakfasts. Their parents bring out their concerns.
"Kids, what's going on? Are you okay?" Mr. Loud asks.
"Is it the eggs? Are they filled with too much oil?" Mrs. Loud follows.
"What's the sense of eating breakfast when a day will just break so fast?" Lincoln emotes.
Fed up with the oversentimental aura, Lucy encourages herself. "That's it. I need to bring my brother and my sisters back to normal. But how?"
