Dragontitan: Thanks and probably, less than likely, yes, yes, possibly and yes and I don't know when I'll make another one for Leni, hopefully it'll be soon.
StarMendes: Thanks and no, not at all.
Jss2141: Thansk and I'll see what I can come up with.
Guest: Yeah I didn't feel like making it into a lemon but thanks all the same.
Deadpool rules: Yeah it was, wasn't it?
Questionmark: Let me write a few ideas down and see what I can come up with.
He23t: Coming right up.
Enjoy.
The Loud family sat in the living room, staring at the front door with large smiles on their faces. The doorknob tunred and the door opened and Lincoln in his millitary atire walked in, "Lincoln!" everyone cheered and Lincoln jumped back, placing his hand on his chest and panted.
His parents walked up to him and his mother hugged him while his father lightly punched him in his arm, "Welcome home solider."
"Uh...thanks dad," he looked at his sisters in confusion, "Lori, Leni, Luan, Luna, Lynn? What are you guys doing here? I thought you guys moved out years ago,"
"And you expected us to miss you coming home from overseas?" Luna smirked and shook her head, "Not a chance, bro."
Lincoln half smiled and nodded, "So how was it?" Lana asked and Lincoln looked at her, "Did you kill a lot of people?"
"Lana, you don't ask something like that," her mother hissed and looked at Lincoln with a soft, "Why don't you sit down honey and unwind,"
"Yeah thanks..." a loud whistling sound filled the air and Lincoln's eyes widened, "Air raid! Everyone get down!" everyone looked shocked as Lincoln pulled his parents to the floor and covered them with his arms.
"Uh...Linc?" Luan said and Lincoln looked up with seat running down his face, "There's no air raid. Mom was just making tea,"
"Tea, of course," he stood up and helped his parents, "Sorry, I've been overseas for a while, I'm probably just tired." everyone looked at him with concern looks on their faces and Lincoln headed towards the stairs, "I'm just going to lie down for a while." everyone nodded as he slowly walked up the stairs.
Lincoln sat on his bed with his right hand cupped over his eyes and he shook his head, "What the hell was that downstairs? So mom was making tea, big deal, but why did I react that way?" he sighed and laid back with his arms behind his head and he stared up at the ceiling, "Like I said I'm probably just tired. It's been a long time since I've been home." he closed his eyes and fell into a restless sleep.
Lincoln tossed and turned in bed as sweat ran down his face and he muttered to himself. His eyes shot opened and he shot up and screamed in terror as he panted with cold sweat covering his body. He looked around his room and sighed as he shook his head. The door flew opened and his sisters rushed inside, "Are you okay Lincoln!" they asked in unison.
"Yeah," he coughed and stood up, "Just uh...just thought I felt a rat crawling across my face." they looked at him in confusion and Lincoln arched a brow, "What?"
"Lincoln...you've been tossing and turning since you came up here," Lisa slowly said, "We heard you and not to mention your little preformance downstairs...Lincoln I've been doing some studying and I think you're suffering from PTSD."
Everyone looked shocked and Lincoln chuckled as he shook his head, "What? No way, I don't have PTSD," they looked at him, "I don't, I just thought I felt a rat on me."
"Well if you say so," Lynn arched a brow, "Why don't we all go downstairs, make some popcorn and watch a movie?" everyone nodded in agreement and walked out of the room and down the stairs.
Everyone sat in the living room and Lori walked out of the kitchen, "Okay, popcorn will be ready soon." they nodded and looked at the TV as a movie played on the screen.
Loud popping sounds soon filled the air and Lincoln's eyes widened and he shot up and looked around, "It's an ambush!" he sisters looked up at him in shock. He looked at his sisters and snapped, "Men we lost Jankens in this mess! We need to return to..."
"Lincoln!" Lori snapped and shook him by his arms, "We're literally in our own home! We're not in the warzone or anything like that!" he panted and looked around in shock, "Are you okay?" he nodded, "Are you sure?" he nodded again, "Where are you and who is with you?"
"I'm in the house I grew up in and I'm with all ten of my sisters," his sisters sighed and Lori let him go, "Sorry...I'm probably suffering from..."
"PTSD, like Lisa said," Lucy voiced, "You need help Lincoln. We can go to therapy..."
"No therapy," he said firmly and looked away with his arms crossed.
His sisters frowned and Leni sighed, "Well at least let us help you Linky. We're your sisters and we love you,"
Lincoln refused to look up and he heard Lily, "Lincoln," he looked at his 6-year-old sister, "Please let us help you?"
He looked around and all his sisters stared at him with frowns on their faces. He sighed and shook his head, "Okay," they all smiled at him, "We'll start tomorrow. I'm just too tired right now," they nodded in agreement and everyone sat back down as Lincoln's sisters kept a close eye on him throughout the night.
This is going to have a couple of parts to it. As always enjoy everyone and please let me know what you all think.
