Sorry if this chapter took a bit longer to come out than usual. There was a lot of action that had to be described in great detail. Thus far, I've managed to release at least 2 new chapters a week, and I'm planning on sticking with my goal. I've had a lot of positive feedback both in my discord server and in the review section, and I'm very glad people are enjoying my story. I read every single review, and I'll make sure to have each chapter be as good as it can be.

Also, don't forget what Lola had thought last chapter; "Her brother needed salvation". What could that mean?


The Casagrande apartment was in it's usual state of chaos. Carlino looked around, making sure the kitchen was empty. Once he was sure, the 6 year old hopped up on the counter, and reached into the cabinet to grab a cookie from the cookie jar. What he didn't know, however, was that the kitchen shutters were wide open, and his mother had seen the whole thing from the dining room. "You put that back right now, you Ñino malcriado!". She stormed over to the kitchen entrance, but within an instant, she found herself in the air. The family dog, Lalo, had run right into her, knocking her off her feet. Seeing his opportunity to flee, Carlino reached his hand into the cookie jar.

Unfortunately for him, in his haste, he had clumsily knocked over the jar when he took his hand out, due to the fact that he was holding several cookies too many. The cookie jar hit the ground and shattered. "Cookie! Cookie!" squawked Sergio, the family parrot. The bird flew into the kitchen, and started pecking away at the cookies that had fallen on the floor. "Sergio! Bad bird! You'll get sick!". Ronnie Anne chased the parrot into the kitchen, trying to pull the cookie-loving bird away from the mess spewed out on the floor.

Bobby, hearing all the commotion going on upstairs, put down his sticker gun and went up to investigate. What he saw when he walked into the living room could be described in one word; chaos. By now, the Casagrande grandparents were trying to quell the situation, but seemed to only be making things worse by adding themselves to the chaos.

Carlos, the Casagrande father, walked into the living room while looking down into his book. "Did you know that Thomas Jefferson and John Adams died on the same day, exactly fifty years after the declaration of independence was signed?". Before he knew it, the professor was knocked over by Lalo, who was running away from Rosa and Hector. The grandparents continued to chase the dog.

"Mi Marido!" cried Frida Puga, rushing to her husband. "Are you okay?!".

In the midst of this chaos, the doorbell rang. Ronnie Anne, being the responsible and mature individual that she was, ran to greet the visitors. "I'll get it!".

Once down the stairs, Ronalda opened the door, and saw Lincoln and his older sister, Luna. Why were they here?

The Latino girl greeted them, confusion clear in her voice. "Erm, what's up?".

"Hey, Ronnie Anne" started Lincoln. "You know how you said I have a lot of explaining to do?".

Ronalda nodded as she recalled yesterday afternoon, when she had to break up a fight between Lincoln and Luan. Before Lincoln was able to explain why he had shown up outside her door wearing a ridiculous superhero outfit, he rushed off, saying that his grandfather got into an accident.

"Well… you might want to sit down for this".

Ronnie Anne invited Lincoln and his sister into her apartment. As she took them to her room, she was careful to stay out of the sight of her family. Ronalda was not prepared to be teased that her 'boyfriend' had given her a visit. When they reached Ronnie Anne's room, the three of them sat down. Luna pulled out the desk chair to sit in, and Lincoln sat with Ronalda on her bed.

Lincoln explained everything. How he had broken the model house, how his sisters declared war on him, how Clyde had knocked him unconscious, how he was blamed for Albert's accident, and how Lynn had saved him from certain doom.

To say Ronnie Anne was mad would be an understatement. At certain points, she would be so enraged, Lincoln would have to pause his story just to calm her down and make sure she didn't march out of the house and storm all the way over to the Loud residence just to give his sisters a piece of her mind.

Eventually, Lincoln finished his story, ending with the fact that Lynn was currently being held hostage.

"So," said Lincoln, "We're going to need to come up with some way to save Lynn".

Ronnie Anne smiled. "Then we better get planning, lame-o. Your sisters are in for one hell of a surprise when they find out the queen of pain is on their case!".


"Luna's back!". Luan pressed her pair of binoculars to the living room window. She was on lookout duty.

"Odd" said Lola, hopping down from the couch. She held up the TV remote to pause the princess channel. "Why's she coming back after what we did to her last night? I thought we scared her off for at least a few days". The pageant princess signed. Was her work never done? "Girls!", she yelled. "Luna's here!".

The Loud sisters had planned for the return of the rock star. She had refused to join the war effort, and Lola had dubbed her an obstructionist. As such, she would be attacked nonstop while she was in the house until she joined the war effort. If she refused, the attacks would not cease until she left the house, leaving the rest of the sisters to carry on their war in peace.

By now, the 15 year old had walked up to the front porch of the Loud residence. She took out her keys, and opened the front entrance. Pushing the red door forward, Luna was greeted with the sight of 7 of her sisters looking forward at her, frowns on their faces. It reminded her of the time Lincoln had come home after he had uploaded the embarrassing videos of them to his school's website, and opened the front door to find all ten of his siblings waiting for him in anger.

Luna, however, was angry as well, and did not try to hide it.

"I HATE HIM!" she yelled, storming past her sisters. She started for the stairs.

Lola was quick to run in front of Luna, stopping her in her tracks. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's going on?!"

The musician paused, and turned to face her sisters. "Lincoln!" she said. "He's a backstabbing, two timing, garbage human!".

This honestly confused the Loud sisters. Wasn't Luna on Lincoln's side?

"I found him in the park, and offered him my coat" continued the rock star. "And he attacked me! He and some of his no good friends actually tried to pummel me!". Luna clenched her fist, visibly enraged. "They got a few good punches in, but I got out of there quick".

The Loud sisters felt sympathy for their sister. They knew it was no fun to be ganged up on. Lola, however, wasn't quite sure what to make of Luna's story. She squinted her eyes as she listened, skeptical.


"I HATE HIM!". That was his cue. Lincoln heard Luna's yell from all the way from downstairs, letting him know that all of his sisters had gone to the living room in hopes of finding out why Luna had come back to the house. The boy kicked open the top of the cardboard box. After digging his way through inflatable balloons, juggling balls, and even a unicycle, he finally reached his way to the top of the box. Lincoln gasped for air. The small holes that he had cut in the bottom of the box gave him very little oxygen, so naturally, he was very relieved to be breathing normally again.

Even in his moment of relief, Lincoln made sure to focus on the mission at hand - rescuing Lynn. He made his way to Luan's door, and took a peek in the hallway, making sure that it was empty. Once he saw that it was sibling-free, Lincoln tiptoed his way down the hall, being sure not to make a peep. Every time he passed a room, he made sure to look inside for Lynn. While there was no way to be sure exactly what room Lynn was being held captive in, Lincoln had reason to believe that his athletic sister was upstairs, where his parents rarely checked. If she was downstairs, or in the attic, it would complicate the mission. It was already hard enough, trying to avoid 7 sisters.

By now, Lincoln had made it to Lynn and Lucy's shared room. He turned the doorknob, and slowly walked in, still being careful to be as quiet as possible. What he saw when he walked in angered him. Lynn was tied down to a chair in the middle of the room, scratches visible on her body. Lincoln knew that the rest of his sisters would be furious with her after she freed him last night, but he didn't think they'd go this far. Still, the boy was ecstatic to finally see his sister again. "Lynn!" The girl looked up at him, and a wide smile grew on her face. Lincoln could see hope in her eyes, something he could tell she was missing for awhile. He ran over to the athlete, and started to untie her.

"What do you think you're doing?".

Lincoln jumped, startled. He quickly turned around, only to see Lucy. Luna must have forgot about her, otherwise she never would have gave me my cue. Lucy was the Loud sister to always be neglected.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't ring this bell right now, Lincoln". Lucy reached up and grabbed the string connected to the bell system that Lincoln himself had set up. He remembered when he and his sisters were paranoid of a burglar stealing their stuff, so they had worked together to set up a system in case they were robbed. Apparently, Lola had repurposed the bell system for Lucy to use if someone came for Lynn's rescue.

"Lucy…" started Lincoln. The boy knew he would have to convince his younger sister to let him leave with Lynn. Every word he said mattered, and one mistake could compromise the entire mission. If he upset Lucy, she would not hesitate to ring the bell. "I don't ask much of you… please, just let me go this one time".

"You and Luna forgot about me, didn't you?".

She was right. If Luna remembered to also check for Lucy before giving Lincoln the green light to search for Lynn, this confrontation would never have happened.

"Yes, I forgot about you. Truth is, I've forgotten about you a lot… and I'm sorry".

Lucy nodded, and crossed her arms.

"But," Lincoln continued. "I've also done my best to be a big brother. Remember when I covered for you that time about the, uhm, comic?".

Lincoln spoke in vague terms, making sure only Lucy could understand that he was referring to the time he took the credit for clogging the outlet with the Princess Pony comic, even though she was the one who did it.

"That was pretty nice of you", admitted Lucy. "But you hurt Pop-Pop, and you still need to learn your lesson".

'Learn your lesson'. Lincoln cringed at those words. Fueled by anger, the white haired boy made his case. "What 'lesson' do I need to learn, Lucy?! If you think Pop-Pop got in that accident because of any reason other than himself, you're being delusional! When I visited him at the senior center, he was a mess! He made himself put sunblock on indoors, he made himself take a nap at 7 AM, and he refused to even have a splash fight with me! This is the same man who beat navy seals in a paintball tournament just a week before that!".

This was new to Lucy. Thus far, she had only been told about Lincoln's visit from Lola's take, and she had made it seem much worse than Lincoln's version.

"I've been dealing with this garbage for too long, Lucy! I'm the punching bag of this family! I'm the butt of every joke! I'm homeless right now, if you didn't know!".

Lucy's opinion on Lincoln was changing. She didn't know he had it this bad; the girl had never thought about it in detail.

Lincoln's tone changed back from anger to pleaful. "So, the least you can do is let me go with Lynn. Just this once, Lucy".

Lucy sighed in her typical fashion. Not actually sighing, but verbally saying "Sigh".

"Just this once, Lincoln. Lola won't be too happy with me, but you've given me reason to believe Lola shouldn't be the one I'm looking up to".

Lincoln stood in awe. Had he really just been successful?

He smiled. "Thanks, Lucy".

Unfortunately, before he could even begin to untie Lynn, Luna ran into the doorway. "We've got company, dudes!". She slammed the door behind her, locked it, and put her back up to it. The stampede of the rest of the Loud sisters could be heard running up the stairs, and banging at the door. "They started to suspect I was lying! We gotta get out of here, stat!".

"LUCY!" screamed Lola. "You open that door up, RIGHT NOW!".

The goth girl began to shake. Lincoln knew that no one liked having Lola mad at them, and Lucy was no exception.

"That won't happen, Lola!" yelled back Lincoln, still untieing Lynn. "I tied Lucy down on her bed, there's no way you're getting in here!".

Lucy picked up the hint, and rushed over to grab hope. If she tied herself to her bed, it would look like Lincoln had done it, and then the rest of her sisters would believe that Lincoln had gotten the drop on her. They'd still be mad at her for letting her guard down, but at least they wouldn't know she had betrayed them.

The Loud sisters outside continued to bang on the door.

"I can't hold much longer, dudes!" warned Luna.

Lincoln's original plan was to free Lynn, sneak downstairs into the kitchen, and escape out the back door. That obviously wasn't an option, now.

"What are we gonna do?!" asked Lincoln, still struggling to free Lynn.

Lucy used her head to motion to the air vent near the ceiling of the room. "Use the vents, they'll lead you downstairs, then you can run out the front door!". She spoke loud enough for Lincoln, Lynn and Luna to hear, but quiet enough so that the sisters trying to break into the room wouldn't know that she was helping their sworn enemies.

By now, Lincoln was nearly done freeing Lynn from the chair.

"Big Bertha, coming through!". Lana could be heard with her favorite power tool; a chainsaw she had been gifted that Christmas. The tomboy started to cut open the door.

"And… got you!" Lincoln had finally freed the family athlete. He got up from his knees, ready to run to the vent, but was stopped by a giant hug from Lynn, who had been mostly quiet up until now.

A tear ran down her cheek. "Thank… you…"

"I'd hate to cut your emotional reunion short, dudes, but if you haven't noticed, there's a chainsaw cutting through the door!

Lincoln, Lynn, and Luna ran over to under the air vent opening. Luna, being the tallest, jumped. She tried to grab hold of it, but it was no use. The vent was too far off the ground.

"Use this!" Lynn quickly pulled the chair she was previously strapped down to under the air vent. The rock star hopped up onto it, and tried jumping once again to reach the vent.

"Get on my back, dudes!".

Lincoln jump on his sister's back, and Lynn quickly followed, jumping on Lincoln's back.

"We can't make it!", complained Luna. Unfortunately, she was right. Even with herself, Lincoln, Lynn, and the chair, Lynn was just out of reach of the air vent.

Lucy put down the ropes that she was using to tie herself down to the bed, and raced over to her siblings. "I'll lift you up!"

"Lucy, put those ropes back on! They'll know-"

"Just let me lift you!".

Reluctantly, Luna allowed Lucy to stand on the chair, and expend all her might lifting the rock star up by the waist. Of course, the 8 year old couldn't do much to lift three of her siblings, but she had managed to hoist Luna up a couple of inches in the air. That was all she needed.

"Got it!"

Lynn grabbed the air vent, and hoisted herself into it. Once safely inside, she turned around, and extended her hand down to Lincoln.

"Grab on!".

Much to her brother's surprise, she was able hoist him up into the air vent within seconds. All the years of sporting apparently must have made her pretty strong.

"Lincoln, I'll grab your feet, then lower you down to grab Luna".

"But-".

"Just do it! We don't have time to think of a better way!".

Lincoln wasted no more time arguing. He did as he was instructed; Lynn grabbed his feet, and lowered him down. Luna, still standing on the chair, hopped up, and swung her arms to try to grab Lincoln's hand.

"Lynn, I need to go down further!".

"This is the best I can do! Luna, jump higher!".

Lynn's feet were split open, being supported by either side of the open vent. She knew if she went down any further, she would slip.

Lucy grabbed Luna's feet "I got this!". The 8 year old did her best to lift up her sister. This time, it was easier, since now she was only bearing the weight of one person and not three.

In that moment, Lana's chainsaw had finally cut a hole in the door. Lisa, Lola, Lana, Luan, Leni, and Lori ran through the gap.

Just in the nick of time, Lincoln was able to grab Luna's hand. "Got you!".

Lynn wasted no time, and almost instantly lifted up both Lincoln and Luna into the vent.

By now, the rest of the Loud sisters were under the vent where Lincoln had just narrowly escaped.

"We need to follow them! Stack on me!", said Lori.

"It's no use," objected Lisa. "By now, our male sibling could have gone anywhere in the maze of ventilation. Following him would be a complete waste of time".

"In that case," piped Lola, "We need to cover every exit of the vent! Lori, head to the kitchen! Leni, go to the living room! Luan, head to your room!". Lola gave each sister still on her side a place to be. She made sure to cover every possible exit the pipe system could lead to, leaving one sister to spare. That sister was Lola herself, who had some unfinished business to attend to with Lucy.

"So," she said, walking up to the 8 year old. "You decided to backstab your sisters?".

Lucy gulped.