it was around 9 o'clock at the Loud House and Luan had made her way home. She felt as though she had taken one less problem that was in her way out of her life. To succeed with her next plan, it required a little more care. Luan made her way upstairs. "Lincoln! I've got a few new jokes to tell ya! They'll be funny, trust me!"

Lynn peered her face out of Lincoln's room after hearing Luan call out for their brother.

"Lynn, what were you doing in Lincoln's room…?"

"He was upset about something, so I decided to cheer him up."

"Well, I'm here now...So you can leave."

"Fine, I'll go. He's not saying much anyways. Oh yeah, before I forget: Have you seen my baseball bat anywhere? I remember leaving it downstairs, but I can't seem to find it."

"I have no idea." Luan says with a slight smirk as she walked into Lincoln's room. Once inside, all she heard was her brother's sobs and cries. "Hey, Linc. How's everything going?" She looked at him facing against the wall. "Let me guess: Girlfriend problems?"

Lincoln turned his head and looked at his older sister. "H-How'd you know?"

"I'm your big sister. I need to know these things." She walked a little closer to his bed. "I'm here to cheer you up…"

"S-She really hurt me, Luan. I got a letter telling me to meet her... When I got there, all I found was another letter that said she hated me." He sniffled and went back to looking at the wall. "As I went home, all I could think about was the note. My day has been really bad, but how was yours?"

Luan looked up at the ceiling, knowing that Ronnie's body was floating in ten feet deep sewage water by now. "Perfect. Absolutely perfect." She went on thinking about her plan and how well it went. It went just like her pranks believe it or not. Subtle use of misdirection, a hint of suspense, then you hit them with the punchline. "But, you know…" Luan climbed on top of Lincoln and sat on his lap. "The night's still young."

Lincoln stared at Luan, slightly confused as to what she was doing.

Luan grabbed Lincoln's wrists and pulled them up. "And I'm not leaving until I get a smile on your face." She placed his hands on her shoulders. "What do you call a man with a spade on his head?"

"Um, Luan?"

"No, 'Doug.'"

"Luan, please don't…"

"What do you call a man with no spade on his head?" Luan began gradually sliding down Lincoln's hands.

"Lu-Luan…"

"'Douglas.'" Luan smiled and leaned in closer to Lincoln, noticing that his hands were placed on her waist.

"I won't give in, Luan."

"Oh really? Not even a chuckle?"

"I'm supposed to be upset; tears and everything."

"Well, I guess I'll have to bring out the big guns." Luan pulled out her scrunchie that had held her hair in a pony tail.

Lincoln's face turned a bright red after seeing her do that.

"What did one hat say to the other hat?! You stay here. I'll go on 'ahead'! What's E.T. short for?! Because he only has little legs! What do you call an alligator in a suit?! An 'investigator'!"

The more jokes Luan threw at Lincoln, the more they weighed down on him. He grew a smiled and put up his hands in defeat. "Luan, you can stop now!" He chuckled to himself.

"See?! Smiles!" Luan pushed two fingers against Lincoln's cheeks. "I knew my top-shelf jokes would get ya eventually.

"Well…Not exactly."

"Is that so?!"

"You made me smile!"

After hearing his words, Luan blushed and covered her mouth. "Wha-What?"

"Well...After receiving that letter, I felt like just laying in bed forever. Everyone else was downstairs doing their own thing and I doubt they noticed me. The only one who bothered to show up was Lynn, but she was only here looking for her baseball bat because she thought I took it. We ended up playing some weird game called Sock Squash, but she ended up beating me 17-0. After awhile, she just gave up. You on the other hand! You were so determined to make me happy! I love you too, Luan!" Lincoln quickly gave Luan a hug, causing her to blush more.

"Lincoln…"

"Yeah."

"You know it's your bedtime."

"Oh!"

"Don't worry, I'll stay here with you."

Luan and Lincoln crawled under the blankets and Lincoln laid his head on Luan's stomach. He yawned and closed his eyes.

"Good night, Luan."

"Good night, Lincoln."