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Ten reasons

Chapter seven: The Final Punchline part one- Now stop me if you heard this one before…

Up in one of the bedrooms over at the Loud family's residence, on the bottom bunk of a bunk bed, Luan Loud slept peacefully. On a nightstand next to the bunk bed, the digital alarm clock read the time as five-fifty-nine AM. A few seconds after looking at this alarm clock, it suddenly changed to six AM. The instant that happened, Luan's eyes shot wide open, and a smile spread across the comedic Loud sibling's face.

Luan had a plan, you see. A plan that required as little interruption from her other siblings as possible. And what a wide variety of siblings did Luan have! The comedy-lover had nine sisters and one brother, and their ages ranged from roughly fifteen months to seventeen years. Luan needed time to herself, and being found out by any of her siblings would ruin the surprise. Luckily for her, Luan did not wake up her older sister Luna, who slept on the upper bunk.

Tiptoeing down stairs, Luan eventually made her way into the kitchen, where she removed a pan, a mixing bowl, a measuring cup, a wooden spoon, and a number of varying ingredients as quietly as she could. Oh, this plan that the comedic Loud sibling had planned was going to be her best one yet, one that she was certain would get a good laugh going…

Sometime shortly later in the morning, the rest of the family who was not stuck in California had woken up at roughly the same time. The other Loud siblings had made their way down the stairs where they were greeted by their father, Lynn Sr. The Loud patriarch had a pleasantly surprised but confused look on his face. "Hey pops, what's up?" Luna asked, having noticed the look on her dad's face.

"Luan made breakfast for us," the Loud patriarch replied, clearly unsure what to make of what his comedic daughter had done.

"Luan made breakfast for us?" Lori asked in a mildly accusatory tone, "Why would she do something like that?"

Sniffing about the air, Lana said, "I smell pancakes."

"Pancakes?" Lola, Lynn and Luna all said in unison in an excited tone.

"I bet she put hot sauce in the pancakes, though," Lori stated in an assured tone.

Once again, Lana sniffed about the air. "…I doubt that Luan tampered with the pancakes," the tomboyish Loud twin remarked, "They smell safe to me."

"Come on, Lori," Lincoln said as he turned to regard the oldest Loud sibling, "Luan went through the trouble of making breakfast for all of us. Why don't you give her a chance?"

The pleading look that she was getting from her younger brother got through to Lori in quick order. Sighing in a resigned tone, Lori said, "Fine, I'll give Luan the benefit of the doubt on this one." As the Loud siblings and their dad all walked into the dining room, Lori added, "But if she did anything, I swear I will literally turn her into a human pretzel."

Upon entering the dining room, the Louds all saw that not only had Luan made pancakes, but she had also prepared some scrambled eggs and bacon to go along with it. Also, every place at the table had a prepared plate already at it, saving time and effort for the rest of the family. Standing off to the side for the rest of the family to see was Luan.

"So?" the comedic Loud sibling asked, "What do you all think?"

"Just what are you planning?" Lori asked, her tone mildly suspicious of Luan.

"What am I planning?" Luan replied, "Why, all I did was get breakfast ready for my family. What's the harm in that?"

"Luan's got a point, Lori," Leni remarked, "You need to, like, relax. I mean, Linky's made breakfast for all of us a few times before, remember?"

"Yes, but Lincoln and Luan are literally two different people," Lori said as she and the rest of the family went up to the table. Upon getting closer, Lori noticed that there were place cards with everyone's names on them; the seat at the table that Lori had walked up to had in fact been set aside for her. Pointing to the place card at her place at the table, Lori asked Luan, "What is this?"

"I wanted to give breakfast a little extra flare," the comedic Loud sibling explained, "So I made little name cards and set them at everyone's places at the table, like at certain parties and social events."

"Oh, I know what you're talking about," Lincoln remarked as the rest of the family walked over to their respective places at the table, "That's a really nice touch, Luan."

Everyone then proceeded to sit down in their chairs. When that occurred, the sound of someone farting could be heard coming from where Lori sat, making everyone turn to face her.

"Wow Lori, gassy much?" Lynn said in a joking manner.

"It wasn't me!" Lori insisted in an embarrassed tone, "It was my shoe!" In response to Lori's insistence that it was her shoe, the twins bent over to take a look as Lori's feet.

"You aren't wearing anything on your feet, Lori," Lola pointed out, giving her oldest sister a mildly suspicious look.

"I knew it!" Lana declared as she pointed at Lori, "I knew that it was your butt this whole time, Lori! I knew it!"

"It wasn't me!" Lori insisted, her voice rising in volume slightly. Some of Lori's siblings started laughing at the fact that their oldest sister had seemingly been caught red-handed.

"Wow," Luan remarked, "I had no idea that making breakfast for you all would be a real gas!" After chuckling for a bit, Luan said, "Get it?" The siblings who were laughing at Lori's apparent passing of gas, as well as Lynn Sr., were still chuckling. The only ones who were not laughing were Leni because she didn't get it, both Lucy and Lisa because they seldom ever show emotion, Lori because she was angry, and Lincoln, who merely sighed.


All of the chairs at the dining table had chair cushions on them. As it turned out, Luan had hidden a whoopee cushion under the chair cushion on Lori's chair. With that business out of the way, Luan proceeded to work on getting ready for another Funny Business gig. The comedic Loud sibling was set to perform at the birthday party of a young Jewish girl who was turning eight. As Luan was getting the last of what she would need to perform at the party downstairs, she bumped into Lincoln.

"You got another party to perform at?" Lincoln asked.

"Mmm hmm," Luan said as she nodded in the affirmative, "I'm not expecting to get back until sometime shortly after six this evening. Why do you ask?"

"I'm just wondering," the sole Loud boy replied. Looking at all of the stuff that Luan had gotten out, Lincoln remarked, "Wow. You're going to go all out, aren't you?"

"Well I always go all out," Luan explained, "I wouldn't be a professional if I didn't."

"I can understand that," Lincoln replied in an understanding tone, "But still, this seems like an awful lot of stuff to bring with you and bring back."

"Well, truth be told, this one is kind of special," the comedic Loud sibling admitted, "The girl whose party I've been hired to perform at is…well, the mom told me that her daughter is…she's similar to you, Lincoln."

The sole Loud boy looked confused. "Me?" Lincoln said, "How is she similar to me?"

"Well, umm," Luan began, "The girl whose party I'm going to perform at, well…she was injured in the attack on your school."

"Oh," Lincoln replied, understanding what his comedic older sibling was talking about. The sole Loud boy unconsciously brushed his hand against the side of his left leg; due to the fact that Lincoln was currently wearing pants and a pair of socks, no one could tell right away that his left leg was horrifically scarred and brutally bruised, due to severe damage that Lincoln suffered in an attack on his school a little over a month ago.

"Yeah," Luan said, "The mom wouldn't go into a lot of detail about how it happened, but she's been trying to help her daughter adjust to everything as best as she can since the attack. We can all relate to that, right Lincoln?"

"Yeah," Lincoln replied with a somber nod, "We know about that stuff all too well."

"Aww, cheer up, Lincoln," Luan began in as happy of a tone as she could manage, "You know how I won't stand for anyone feeling down in the dumps at this house!" Giving her little brother a knowing look, Luan added, "I'm not going to have to bust out some of my material, am I?"

"No, no," Lincoln said, "That won't be necessary, Luan." The comedic Loud sibling noticed that her little brother still seemed a little sad, so she decided to do something that she knew would turn that frown upside-down and get a few laughs going.

Luan promptly began to tickle Lincoln.

Luan's tickling worked like a charm, as the sole Loud boy began to fill the upstairs hallway with his laughter. Upon hearing the commotion, the twins and Lucy all came out to investigate what was going on.

"Hey Luan," Lola began in a mildly confused tone, "Why are you tickling Lincoln?"

"Oh, he had a frown on his face," Luan explained, "So I decided to fix it."

"By tickling him?" Lana replied in a confused tone, her expression looking confused as well.

"Well I have a party to perform at today, and I don't have time to bust out one of my routines," Luan said, "If I had the time, I would have used a routine that would have left Lincoln lying on the floor laughing."

"It must be a new routine that none of us have seen yet," Lucy remarked in her usual emotionless monotone, "We've seen everything else so far."

"I'm actually planning to use my new routine at the party I'm going to perform at," Luan said, "If it goes well there, then I know everyone will love it!"

"If your new routine is as funny as Lori cutting the cheese at breakfast today, then I'm looking forward to it," Lana replied.

"Lana, it was just a whoopee cushion that Luan hid under the chair cushion on Lori's chair, remember?" Lola pointed out to her tomboyish twin.

Shrugging indifferently, Lana said, "Who cares? Besides, Lori had no shoes to blame it on that time, so she was out in the open."

"Well, you all take care while I'm gone," the comedic Loud sibling said to her younger brother and younger sisters. In a joking manner, Luan added, "Try not to tear everything to pieces while I'm gone, alright?"

"With Lori in charge since dad is at work?" Lincoln replied. With a gentle shake of his head, the sole loud boy continued, "Yeah, I don't see the house falling apart happening anytime soon."

"Yeah, the house is going to stay standing with the gas-master in charge," Lana remarked, chuckling a bit to herself. Luan chuckled a bit at Lana's joke as well.

"Heh, gas-master," Luan said as she got out the last bit of laughing, "That's a good one, Lana. I have got to remember it." Luan and the others went down the stairs, and Luan gathered up the supplies she'd be needing for the party she was set to perform at. The comedic Loud sibling then gave her younger siblings a final good-bye wave before taking off.


The party, as was most of the parties that Luan performed at, was a complete success. Granted, Luan had to omit a few things from the routine she had planned, but that was only because she lacked an assistant to help with throwing pies and such. Still, Luan did her best, and the kids all had a blast, the birthday girl especially.

"That was amazing, young lady," the girl's mother remarked to Luan as they talked following the end of Luan's routine and the resuming of other party activities. The two of them turned their attention to see the birthday girl beginning the process of opening all of the gifts she received for her birthday. "I haven't seen my daughter this happy since…" the mother said, trailing off a bit. Continuing in a mildly somber tone, the mother said, "…Since she was hurt in that attack."

"I can understand that," Luan remarked in a sympathetic tone, "And it doesn't seem fair that she hasn't had a lot of chances to laugh recently. Everyone deserves to laugh, if you ask me."

"You are too kind, Luan," the mother said with a nod. The mother and Luan turned their attention to where the birthday girl sat, having unwrapped a new stuffed animal of some kind. "Why, my daughter acts as if she wasn't caught up in that incident at Royal Woods Elementary," the mother remarked.

"Yeah," Luan said in a tone of agreement, "She looks like she doesn't have a care in the world right now." The comedic Loud sibling, who was currently facing the direction the birthday girl was in, turned back to face the girl's mother. "You know, I'm familiar with someone else who was also hurt in the attack on Royal Woods Elementary School."

"You do?" the mother remarked in a mildly worried tone as she held a hand over her chest, "Oh dear, that can't be good. Who do you know that was hurt in the attack, young lady?"

"My little brother," Luan remarked, her expression looking a bit somber. The birthday girl's mother was brought out of her own somber expression, shocked to hear that someone close to the comedic Loud sibling was also hurt in that great travesty.

"Your little brother?" the mother said, barely above a whisper due to being so shocked.

Nodding gently, Luan said, "Yeah. My little brother's left leg was brutally damaged in the attack. I'm kind of surprised that he still has it." The mother could not help but look worried. "But my little brother's still the same kid I've always known him to be," Luan said as she was perking right back up, "In fact, he's been my sort-of go-to assistant for performing at parties for quite some time! The reason he's not here now is because he's still recovering a bit."

"Well do me a favor when you get home, young lady," the mother said, "And tell your little brother that I wish him a speedy recovery, alright?"

"Can do, ma'am!" Luan replied as she gave the mother a salute, prompting both the mother and herself to laugh in good-nature.


That was, in Luan's own humble opinion, one of the best parties that she had ever performed at. To make matters even better for Luan, that the was the first party where a Jewish family had ever wanted her to perform at; since the comedic Loud sibling did well here, word of her abilities as a performer will spread through Royal Wood's Jewish community, thus expanding Luan's possible customer base. She may even get hired to perform at bar mitzvas now.

So, it was with a spring in her step that Luan made her way home, dragging a wagon of her gear behind her. Boy, did the comedic Loud sibling have some stories to tell her family when she got back home! Especially that one story where, while the kids were playing pin the tail on the donkey, the birthday girl had unknowingly pinned the tail on the rear end of the piñata that her mother got for the party! That sure was funny!

As Luan made her way down the sidewalk, humming a happy little tune to herself, she accidentally bumped into a man. "Hey, watch it, kid!" the man snapped, making the comedic Loud sibling flinch slightly out of alarm. Looking up, Luan saw the man in question; about as tall as Lynn Sr., the man was slim, fair-skinned person who wore a gray long-sleeved shirt, blue jeans, brown shoes, and a black beanie cap that covered what hair he had. The man also had some five-o-clock shadow that was a solid shade of black.

"Sorry, sir," Luan apologized, "I was just getting back from a party."

"Ehh, whatever," the man replied in an indifferent tone as he shrugged off what Luan did and proceeded to continue on his way. After the man had passed her, Luan could not help but get the feeling that this man was someone that she should avoid. But that was no problem. After all, Luan had someone else, or rather a number of someones, that she wanted to get back to with all due speed.


"…And that's when she combined pin the tail on the donkey with hitting a piñata!" Luan said as she finished up a story she was telling her siblings, getting most of them to laugh. Only Lisa and Lucy, who regularly don't show emotion, and Lori, who was still ticked at Luan for the stunt during breakfast, did not laugh, although in the case of the oldest Loud sibling, she could not help but crack a smile.

"Man, Luan," Lincoln said as he wiped a laughter-induced tear from one of his eyes, "Remind me to give you a heads-up when my next birthday rolls around!"

"There's no need for that," the comedic Loud sibling replied as she pulled out a calendar, seemingly out of nowhere. Opening the calendar and going through the pages, Luan said, "Not only do I have the birthdays of everyone in the family marked out, but I also have something special planned for each and every birthday. The one that I'm looking forward to the most is Lola and Lana's birthday, as that's going to be something of double-feature."

"You have everyone's birthdays marked?" Lynn asked her older sister, giving the comedy expert a mildly confused look.

Nodding in the affirmative, Luan continued, "I'm going to have to figure out how to sneak my party stuff past that super-controlling nurse who works at the home where Pop-Pop lives so that I can throw his birthday party."

"You mean Sue?" Lincoln asked in a mildly curious tone, "Actually, she was fired."

"She was fired?" Luan repeated in a mildly shocked tone as she and the other Loud sisters all turned their attention to their only brother.

"Why was she fired, Lincoln?" Lana asked.

"Because she lost one of the seniors at the retirement home," Lincoln replied.

"With all due respect," Lisa remarked, "It is quite a common occurrence for people of advanced ages to pass away."

"No, no," Lincoln said as he gently shook his head before clarifying what he meant, "Not lost as in 'passed away', lost as in 'physically misplaced'."

"…I beg your pardon?" the four-year-old genius replied in a deadpan tone.

"One of the older women who lived at the retirement had gone missing," the sole Loud boy explained to his sisters as a whole, "From what Pop-Pop told me about it, the senior woman wasn't found until she turned up somewhere over in Washington state."

"How did that woman end up literally on the far end of the country?" Lori asked, a mildly baffled look on her face.

Shrugging, Lincoln replied, "You tell me and we'll both know."

"So, one of the seniors under Sue's watch went missing," Lana began, "And that senior wasn't found until she turned up over on the far end of the country. And that's why Sue was fired." Leaning back slightly, Lana said as she gently shook her head, "There are just some things in this world that can't be explained."

"Nonsense," Lisa stated, "It's one of my goals in life to find a logical explanation for everything."

"Okay then," the tomboyish Loud twin replied to her brainy younger sister, "Explain how peanut butter and sauerkraut sandwiches are surprisingly good."

Face-palming, Lori said to the tomboyish twin, "I literally cannot believe that you and Leni both developed a liking for those gross sandwiches."

"Hey, don't knock it 'til you try it," Lincoln said when he turned to face his oldest sibling.

"But seriously," Lana continued saying to Lisa, "Explain why they taste good."

"…I stand corrected," the brainy Loud sibling remarked dryly, her tone carrying just the barest hint of defeat, "There really are some things in this world that just cannot be explained."

"Victory!" Lana cheered, pumping both of her fists into the air. All of the Loud siblings, except for Lisa and Lori, all started to laugh. Luan in particular found this to be funny, but only partly because of Lana having beaten Lisa in an argument. What really got Luan laughing was seeing that Lincoln was laughing. After what her little brother, her only brother, had gone through over the past couple of weeks, seeing Lincoln laughing and smiling made Luan laugh more out of joy rather than because something was funny.

Luan was happy to see Lincoln like this. He deserved a break.


The following day, Luan was out with Lori and Luna, helping them with getting something for their dad; Leni would have gone with them, but the fashionable Loud sibling was on one of her many trips to the mall at the time. "You know, Luan," Lori began, "I didn't really appreciate that little joke of yours from yesterday."

"Which one?" the comedy expert replied in a curious tone, sounding just a little bit apprehensive because someone just told her that they didn't like one of her jokes, "You're going to have to be a little bit more specific."

"You know damn well which one I'm talking about!" Lori snapped, pointing an accusing finger at Luan, prompting the comedic Loud sibling to flinch back out of mild fright.

"Whoa there, dude," Luna said, "Take a chill pill, Lori." Turing to regard her younger sister and roommate, Luna continued, "But seriously, Luan. Lori didn't really like how you hid a whoopee cushion under the chair cushion that she sat on during breakfast yesterday to make it look like she cut the cheese."

"Well with all of the times Lori claimed that it was her shoes making the noise, I figured that it'd be funny if it looked like she passed gas while she didn't have anything on her feet," Luan said, "I mean, it got a laugh out of a lot of the family, didn't it?"

"Yes, but not all of the family," Lori stressed. Turning her attention back to her comedic sibling, Lori asked, "Did you think I'd appreciate being made to look like I farted in front of everyone?! That I'd appreciate being embarrassed like that?!"

"Well what about all the times our sisters and Lincoln laughed because I had a pie thrown in my face?" Luan asked.

"You did all of that to yourself," the oldest Loud sibling pointed out, "Knowingly, intentionally and willingly. Did I have any say in being pranked during breakfast yesterday? Did I find any amusement in being made to look like I farted in front of the family? Well?" Luan's gaze slowly fell to the ground, as the comedic Loud was unable to look Lori in the face. "And worse yet," Lori continued, "That happened right after I was convinced to give you the benefit of the doubt."

"Excuse me?" Luan said in a mildly confused tone, turning her gaze back up to Lori.

"You decide, seemingly out of the blue, to make breakfast for the whole family one morning?" Lori explained, "I had a strong feeling that you were up to some sort of prank. But Lincoln, of all people, convinced me that you were acting in good faith. So yeah, not only did you literally tick me off by pranking me like that, but you disappointed Lincoln because he stuck his neck out for you, only for you to end up proving me right anyway."

"She…does have a point, dude," Luna said to Luan, "Our bro was totally vouching for you, but you ended up totally wasting his efforts."

"I…" Luan said, but stopped short as what her sisters were telling her began to sink in. Luan had no idea how badly she messed things up with her siblings, how much damage a simple whoopee cushion was capable of causing. The comedic Loud sibling had hoped that a little laughter would have brightened up everyone's day and would have been a great start to breakfast, but instead, she ended up causing some of her siblings to be disappointed with her.

"I'm…I'm sorry," Luan apologized in a sad tone, "I didn't know that-"

"That's right," Lori interrupted in a vindictive tone, "You didn't know."

"Woah there, Lori," Luna butted in, "There's no need to be like that with Luan, dude. The girl said that she was sorry, alright?"

"…Fine," Lori replied, "I'll let it go this time, but only because we still have a job to do for dad, and we really don't have the time for drama like this."

"Yeah," Luna remarked, "The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can get back home."

Luan didn't say anything, although she did nod in agreement. The three Loud sisters proceeded to take care of the job that their dad had asked them to do, then when that was taken care of, they all piled into Vanzilla to head off to the mall to pick up Leni before they would make their way back home.


After picking Leni up from the Royal Woods mall, the girls were making their way back home. "I found this pair of pumps that are, like, totes cute," Leni remarked as she was telling her sisters about her shopping trip, "Trust me, you girls are going to flip when you see me try them on later when we get home. Oh, I also found a new Winter scarf for Linky that I bet-"

"Wait a minute," Luna interrupted, "You got Lincoln a new Winter scarf? Doesn't the little dude already have that aqua-colored one?"

"Well yeah," Leni replied, "But that aqua scarf stands out way too much against Linky's hat, coat and boots. So, when I saw a boy's Winter scarf in orange, I decided to spring for it because I just knew Linky would love it!"

"Well isn't that sweet of you, Leni," Lori remarked, "Granted, Lincoln won't be needing to wear a scarf for a while yet, and I'm mildly surprised that Winter scarves can be bought at this time of year, but this still goes to prove that you're just too good to us. And you do have a point about Lincoln liking that orange scarf, since orange is his favorite color."

"Thanks, Lori," Leni replied, "You know, the kiosk that I bought the scarf for Linky from also had scarves in the same color as your tank-top. You want I should pick one up for you the next time I go to the mall?"

"That isn't necessary, but thank you," Lori said, "Although I may have to go with you to the mall next time you go, because I heard that there's this new frozen yogurt booth in the food court, and I want to try it."

"Ooh, frozen yogurt sounds right now," Leni said suddenly, "We should, like, get some!"

"How about you two get some the next time you head to the mall?" Luna suggested, "We need to get going home pronto. It's almost time for dinner."

"Oh yeah," Luan said, "Dad said something about trying another one of the recipes from the cookbook he forgot to return to Mrs. Santiago before…she…" The comedic Loud sibling trailed off as something caught her attention. Luan's older sisters, all of them having seen what Luan was looking at, could not blame her for trailing of the way she did.

There were two police cars and an ambulance parked along the sidewalk outside of their family's home. There was also a black sports car parked next to one of the police cars; a police officer and a man, presumably the owner of the sports car, were seen arguing about something. "What the heck is going on here?" Luna asked as Vanzilla slowly pulled up to the Loud family's residence. When it did, another police officer came up to them.

"Excuse me, but what is your business here?" the police officer asked.

"My sisters and I literally live here, officer," Lori explained, "You can ask our dad if you want."

"Officer, wait!" the familiar voice of Lynn Sr. called out, making the officer talking to Lori turn around to see the Loud patriarch come walking up. "These are some of my daughters, officer," Lynn Sr. said to the police officer, "They're just coming back from taking care of some shopping that I asked them to handle for me. They also picked one of their sisters up from the mall."

"…Alright," the police officer said as he allowed Lori to finish pulling into the driveway. When Vanzilla was parked and shut off, the four oldest Loud siblings got out and approached their father.

"Hey pops, what the heck is going on here?" Luna asked, "What's up with the police cars and the ambulance?"

Sighing in a resigned tone, Lynn Sr. said, "There's…no easy way to say this, especially given everything else he's been through over the last-"

"Did something happen to Lincoln?" Lori interrupted in a worried tone, instantly realizing what her dad was about to say.

"Unfortunately, yes," the police officer said as he turned to face Lori, "According to eye witnesses, Lincoln Loud, who I am going to assume is your younger brother, was taking a trash bag out to the garbage cans on the curb in front of the house when the sports car over there came in and hit him." The girls all gasped in shock, with Leni even beginning to cry.

"Thankfully," the police officer continued, "The sports car didn't hit your brother hard enough to cause any significant damage, and he was only thrown about seven feet forward where he ended up tumbling on the ground. However, he did suffer a nasty scrape that will require treatment at Royal Woods General."

"From what the paramedics in the ambulance told me, Lincoln should be treated before the day is out," Lynn Sr. said to his daughters, "Heck, he may even get out before dinner!"

"Well that's literally a relief," Lori said as she sighed in relief. Luna and Luan also sighed in relief, and Leni's crying even started to simmer down.

"Sir," the officer began as he turned to face Lynn Sr., "I'm assuming that you're going to want to press charges against the man who hit your son?"

"You bet that I want to press charges against that bastard," Lynn Sr. declared in a firm tone, "No one hits any of my children with a car and gets away with it!" The police officer and Lynn Sr. then began to walk and talk, to go over the process of Lynn Sr. pressing charges, leaving the four oldest Loud girls where they were.

"This is literally the lamest thing ever!" Lori declared as her temper started to rise a bit, "Lincoln needed treatment at the hospital three times in just a little over a month, getting close to two! I hope that dad sues the man who hit Lincoln for every last penny he's got!"

"Yeah," Luan agreed, "By the time that dad gets through with him, the man who hit Lincoln will be so poor that-" The comedic Loud sibling stopped mid-joke when her gaze fell upon where another police officer was arguing with the man who hit Lincoln with his sports car. What Luan saw shocked her.

It was the very same man who Luan had bumped into on her way back from the party yesterday.

END, TEN REASONS CHAPTER SEVEN

Author's notes:

Alright, confession time; Luan is a rather difficult character for me to write for. Even so, I want to do right by Luan's character, so the next chapter will see Luan at her best. …And by that, I mean her most terrifying. Also, if any of you want to know why Leni and Lana both have a liking for peanut butter and sauerkraut sandwiches now, the answer can be found in the collection of Loud House one shots. Events that occur in the one-shot collection WILL be referenced in this story, such as why Flip's store was shut down for an as of yet undetermined amount of time.

P.S.: In case no one has noticed, I edited one scene in the previous chapter (chapter six) to make the Loud siblings come off as much less mean spirited while they were watching the news.