It was wee early in the morning, and all of the Louds were piled into Vanzilla for a vacation to Aloha Beach. The kids were asleep as Lynn Sr. put the van into reverse.
"Now, honey. Are you sure that you gotten everything?" Rita reminded, yawning the sleep away.
"Yes, dear. Everything seems to be in tip top shape," Lynn Sr. reassured, yawning as well.
Rita nodded as she turned over to sleep, "Oh. Ok, then."
Lynn Sr. put the van in drive as he and the family drive off to enjoy themselves. Unbeknownst to everyone, someone forgot to do a final head count. Later at 10:30 a.m., T.K. risen up out of his bed, and he rubbed his eyes.
"Ooooh, yeah! We're about to turn up big time at Aloha Beach! For everyone passing their classes, Mr. and Mrs. Loud decided to treat all of us to a nice three day getaway to said place. We should be leaving in a hour or so. Now, I have to go on and get ready," T.K. explained to the reader as he leaped out of his bed.
T.K. cartwheeled into living room, fully decked out in a tank top, swim trunks, and sandals. "Alright, parentals! I'm ready!" T.K. exclaimed. A moment later, he realizes that there was no answer. "Hello? Anybody here? I said I'm ready to go!" T.K. called. Groaning, he walked into Mr. Loud and Mrs. Loud's bedroom and looked around. He didn't find anything, so he went back to the living room. "Naw, they couldn't leave without me. Could they?" T.K. asked himself.
He walked upstairs, and begin to check each room. The boy couldn't find any trace of his siblings. His claims worsen as he didn't find any of their suitcases. "Awwwwww, what?! They actually did left me! Ok, ok, they possibly left so early that they didn't make sure that they have everything and one. Which includes me," T.K. summed up.
He trudged to the couch and slumped onto it. "This sucks. I'm stuck here all alone because I didn't wake up quick enough," T.K. complained.
Something clicked in T.K. as he raised up in shock, "Alone? I'm all alone?! AW, HELL YEAH!" T.K. cheered.
At the Aloha Beach Hotel...
"Alright, kids! The reservations has been made! You can all now relax wherever you like. But don't stray too far from the shoreline, and don't cause a ruckus," Lynn Sr. ruled out.
The kids nodded as they raced down to the water. Lynn Sr. looked towards Rita, who was in deep thought.
Lynn Sr. wrapped an arm around her, "What's wrong, honey?"
"Oh, I don't know. It feels that we forgot something back at home," Rita answered.
Lynn Sr.'s grip tightened, "Rita, don't be such a worry wart. I'm sure that we have everything."
"Ahhhhh, this is the life," T.K. said.
He wasted no time in invading the fridge, and fixing himself bowls and bowls of snacks. He slurped down his lemon lime soda, and scratched his stomach in contentment. "Can anything get better than this?" T.K. pried.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Hmm, I wonder who could that be?" T.K. wondered.
He leaped over the couch, and walked to the door. He opened the door, revealing his best skating buddy, Tane Mbutabe.
"Dude!" They both greeted. They slapped hands and brohugged each other.
"What brings you down here?" T.K. asked.
Tane shrugged his shoulders, "Just skating in the neighborhood. Thought I just stopped by and hang out."
"Shoot. Why not just kick it here all day then? The rest of the fam went on vakay to Aloha Beach. I got the entire house to myself," T.K. informed.
Tane walked in, "You had me at 'kick it'."
Lincoln attempted to snorkel along the coral reef until a stray piece of seaweed wrapped around his goggles.
"Ahhhhhh! Sea snake!" Lincoln screamed, flailing his arms crazily.
He grabbed the seaweed and threw it to the deep end. It floated lazily as Lincoln put two and two together.
"Oh, heh, heh. It's just seaweed," Lincoln chuckled nervously.
He looked to his left and saw Lucy floating along with the waves. He walked towards her. "Hey Luce," Lincoln greeted.
"Hey, Lincoln. Do you ever get the feeling that you forgotten something. Like the heavens forsake a lost, fallen angel onto this cold world?" Lucy asked.
"Uhhhhh. ...Yeah?" Lincoln answered.
"I was just wondering that for sure that we forgot something," Lucy informed.
Lincoln wrapped an arm around her, "Lucy, we have everything that we need for an epic vacation. What could we be possibly be missing?"
"Jump over the fireball! Jump over the fireball, dude!" Tane yelled.
"Will you please be quiet?! I got this!" T.K. retorted. He maneuvered his character over the accursed fireball. His character jumped up, and stomped onto the final boss. The monster screamed as it dissolved into a gooey mess.
"Sweet! You beat the game, dude!" Tane cheered.
T.K. tossed the controller, "Yeah, but that was the last game that I have."
The two sat in silence as they pondered what to do. Tane gasped in realization as he came up with an idea.
"Dude! We should have a party! We could just gather a few dude and dudettes, eat a few snacks, and just chill around," Tane proposed.
T.K. squinted his eyes, "Oh, sure. We could just throw a party. Maybe, put out a search team for my corpse after my mom and pops get through with me!"
Tane put his hands in defense, "Whoa, dude. I'm detecting signs of an impending wet blanket."
"Who you callin' a wet blanket, vato? I'm living in this thing called reality." T.K. reminded.
"I'm just saying, dude. Your family is gone for a week, soooooo this a perfect opportunity for a epic party!" Tane exclaimed.
T.K. rubbed his arm nervously, "I don't know, dude."
"Come on, dude! Like I said, this is an opportunity that you can't throw away," Tane repeated.
Sighing, T.K. got off the couch and walked towards the telephone. "Tane, do not make me regret this," T.K. warned, dialing a few numbers.
"Hey Leni? Do you ever get the feeling that...you forgotten something?" Lori asked as she baked under the sunlight.
Leni looked towards her, "No, why? ...Did I forget my lucky comb?!"
"No, Leni," Lori answered.
"My lucky lip stick?!" Leni pried.
Lori rolled her eyes, "Again, no."
"My lucky-"
"For crying out loud, Leni! You didn't forget anything! You quadruple checked everything the night before," Lori reminded.
"Ohhhh, ok! Thanks, 'Ri," Leni praised.
Lori facepalmed, "You know what. Just forget this entire conversation, Leni."
"Hey, cuz! Get off that table! You weren't raised in barn," T.K. ordered, pushing a boy off the table.
One hour and a half into the party, T.K. tried to keep the party under control; however, his attempts were futile.
"Ugh, why did I listen to Tane? Speaking of, where is he?" T.K. wondered.
"Cannonball!"
T.K. looked down as the shout rang through the paper thin walls, "Aw, hell no!"
He rushed downstairs to the basement. Someone set up a large pool in the middle of the room, and Tane was about to jump off.
"Cannonball, cannonball, cannonball," The audience chanted.
"Tane, I swear to god if yo-"
"COWABUNGAAAAAAAA," Tane screamed as he leaped off.
SPLOOSH!
As Tane made his mark, a large wave of water erupted out of the pool. The wave gotten the audience and T.K. wet.
Tane reappeared at the poolside, "Woooo! Was that some cannonball! Am I right fellas?!"
Tane looked down and flinched towards T.K., who was glaring nukes back at him.
"I'll deal with you later," T.K. informed darkly. He turned to the crowd.
"Alright, everyone! Get out, now!" T.K. demanded.
Not wanting an angry party host, the crowd quickly dispersed.
"Ugh, finally! Now then, we can-"
THUD! CRASH!
T.K. facepalmed, "Ooooohhh my god! What now?!"
He raced upstairs to witness a medium sized hole in the wall. He looked to his left and saw a boy climbing to his feet as he groaned in pain.
"Aw, wicked!" The boy groaned, throwing up a hang loose sign.
He was suddenly lifted into the air.
"Whoa, bro. What gives?" The boy asked.
T.K. tightened his grip, "Boy, what possessed yo' DAMN mind to do something like that?"
"Uhhhhhhhhhhh, extreme?" The boy answered sheepishly.
T.K. opened the door and tossed him out.
He stomped upstairs to the bathroom. He climbed into the vent and crawled to Lori and Leni's room. T.K. dropped to ground and saw Lori's whistle on the dresser. He grabbed the whistle and climbed back up to the vent.
Back at the party, T.K. raised the whistle to his lips and...
TWEEEEEEEET!
"Everyone who does NOT live here has to STEP!" T.K. declared.
The partygoers looked on to him in complete silence.
THUD!
T.K. punched the wall, causing it to crack a little, "Did I stutter?! GET...OUT!"
The crowd quickly dispersed as all of them rushed out each door of the house. T.K. sighed in relief as Tane tried to sneak past him.
T.K. quickly turned his head, "You! You're helping me clean this entire mess. You had just big of a part in this as I did."
"Oh, come on, dude," Tane complained.
"If you refuse, I'll tell everyone at the skate park that you STILL watch Navy's Mysteries!" T.K. threatened.
Tane quickly saluted him, "Aye, aye, captain!"
At the hotel restaurant, Lincoln joined his sisters at a booth. "Hey, girls. What's up?" Lincoln greeted.
"Nothing much, bro. ...Do any of you dudes feel that something's missing on this trip?" Luna asked.
"Funny you asked, my musical blessed brethren. I too lack something from making this trip worthwhile," Lisa spoke up.
"Us too," Lola and Lana added.
"Hmm, what do you think, T.K.?" Lincoln asked his absent brother.
There was no answer as the girls turned towards the direction that Lincoln was looking towards.
"Tee Kee? Where did he go?" Leni pried.
"I don't know. He didn't say anything on the trip," Luan informed.
Lincoln began to put two and two together, "Guys? ...You don't think that we left T.K. at home?"
There was an awkward silence as they all rushed to Lincoln's hotel room. They opened the door to find Lincoln's bed and another bed that was supposed to be T.K.'s. They all gasped in shock, and ran to find their parents.
"Oh god, I really appreciated this, Mr. Kofi," T.K. expressed.
Kofi, Tane's uncle, is an expert in fixing walls. "It's no problem, child. Now, I have to get going. This grout should dry in one hour. Do not let any liquid get on this here grout. Bye, Tane, and don't be a stranger!"
"Yes, sir! Thanks for helping," Tane expressed.
Kofi waved to the boys as he closed the door. Tane walked up to T.K.
"Dude, you want me to clean the upstairs hall?" Tane asked.
T.K. shook his head, "No. The party didn't go upstairs. If you clean something up there, they going know that something's up."
BRRRRRRING!
T.K. picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"Oh my goodness, T.K.! You're ok! You're on speaker phone, honey," Rita informed.
"Hey, y'all," T.K. greeted.
"Ohmygosh, Tee Kee! We are so sorry!" Leni apologized.
"Yeah, dude! We didn't mean to leave you behind," Luna added.
"Please don't be mad at us," Lola and Lana begged.
T.K. put his hand to the bottom of the phone. "Ok, I know that I'm beating a dead horse here, but it still tickles my pickle that they care about me." T.K. informed the reader. He put the phone back up to his ear.
"Say out of curiosity, and not the fact that I'm up to something: when are y'all coming home?" T.K. asked.
"We should be home in a hour, champ. Just hang in there," Lynn Sr. informed.
"...Alright, bye," T.K. said.
"See you soon, son," Lynn Sr. finished.
T.K. hanged up the phone. "Oh, man. They're on their way home now. I need to head down to the store to get food and stuff," T.K. explained.
"Why not go to Flip's? It's the nearest to your house," Tane proposed.
T.K. shook his head, "Heck no! Just keep cleaning!"
On his way back from the store, T.K stopped at an intersection where Vanzilla stopped at. T.K. turned his head towards Vanzilla, and froze. In Vanzilla, Lincoln thought he had seen something. He turned his head towards T.K. and founded...nothing. Vanzilla began to drive from the intersection as Lincoln shrugged his shoulders.
T.K. breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh my god, that was close."
Later, he made it back to the house, where Tane was finally wrapping up the cleaning. T.K. tossed the groceries to him.
"Quickly, help me put the stuff up," T.K. ordered frantically.
The two got the job done as Vanzilla pulled into the driveway.
"Crap, they're home! Tane, take these bags and get rid of them at some other trash can," T.K. ordered, shoving the numerous bags into Tane's arms.
"You got it, dude," Tane replied as he walked out the kitchen door.
T.K. closed the door, and raced to the couch. He turned the T.V. as the doorknob turned.
He hopped off the couch and walked towards the door.
"He-Augh!"
He was glomped by his siblings as he was about to greet them.
"We're so glad that you're ok, T," Lincoln started.
"We couldn't forgive ourselves if anything happened to you," Lynn added.
"Guys, I'm not mad. I can't be since it's hard to keep with everyone and what they're doing," T.K. retorted.
They dispersed the group hug.
"Thanks for being understanding son. Now, it's been a long day, everyone. Get washed up, and go to bed," Lynn Sr. declared.
Lana held her Aloha Beach tiki cup, "Hey, T.K. Wanna sip of my Chocolate Vanilla Swirl smoothie?"
"Don't mind if I do, chica," T.K. responded.
She walked over T.K. and tripped over a towel that Tane forgot to put away. The smoothie spilled all over the spot that Kofi warned T.K. about. The smoothie dissolved all the grout, revealing the hole to the whole family.
Everyone looked towards T.K., who...was suddenly gone.
"Tane! Wait up!"
Author's Note: Ah, house parties: a good way to sign your will away. Anyway, hope you enjoyed this. Request, follow, favorite, and review, and I'll see you next weekend. Oh, I'm doing a episode from the show and a fan request.
Extra: Here's some info about T.K.:
Full Name: Terrence Kelli Mutombo
Age: 11
Interests: Skateboarding, dancing, and cooking
Likes: Lincoln, Clyde, the Loud sisters, Trap music, Lasagna, burgers, skating, dancing, video games, helping others, martial arts movies, fighting in general, his nunchucks, and cooking.
Dislikes: Blood, cheaters, rude people, authority and cooking
Personality: Quiet, soft spoken, wise, intelligent, resourceful, risk taker, blunt, sarcastic, and cocky
Fun Facts
T.K. doesn't go to the barber shop, he instead goes to Leni for his dreads.
His fear of blood came from a horrible skating accident a few years ago.
However, he isn't afraid of blood in martial arts movies because he knows it's fake.
He carries around a pair of nunchucks after seeing a martial arts movie, but he's not skilled with them yet.
He's proud of his cooking, but he's ashamed of it because it's girly to him.
His middle name Kelli annoys him because it sounds girly.
His father works as the head of a trucking company, but he does check on T.K. in his downtime.
His father was shot and killed by an unknown young adult in Detroit.
He was later adopted by the Louds after running away fron his foster home.
He has a photographic memory, meaning that he could remember anything from the past and replicate any martial arts move.