Now before we begin, I just wanna let you know that this story is a continuation of one of the recently aired episodes, Game Off.
So I'm just warning you that this may contain spoilers, so if you haven't seen the episode yet, I would recommend that you check that out first before reading this story.
Otherwise, enjoy
On this particular day in the Loud house, Lincoln was on the couch playing his Total Trash Takedown video game. And was very far into it, thanks to the help of his younger sister Lana.
After many hours, they finally got to the last level where they had to defeat the Trash King. It took some effort and elbow grease, but at last, the game was finally completed.
"Ooh! My turn!" Lana tried to grab the controller.
"Lana, we talked about this. Are your hands clean?"
Lana groaned as she showed him her hands. "Ugh! Yes, I washed them before I came downstairs."
"Palms and knuckles included?"
"Right under the fingernails. Now can you please let me play?"
"Well…...alright. You've earned it." Lincoln hands his sister the controller.
"Aw yeah!"
And Lana began to play. She got about as far as Lincoln did, but when it came to defeating the trash king, she ended up failing.
"It's not possible!" Lana shouts.
"Aw, cheer up Lans," Lincoln assures. "You'll get it."
"Easy for you to say. You're a video game wiz."
"Well, I don't mean to brag. But don't worry, you've still got four lives left."
Lana perks up. "Yeah. You're right! I'll make up for lost time."
"That's the spirit."
So she began to play again. Unfortunately though, she ended up losing all four of her other lives and going back to the start, leaving her completely exasperated.
"Dang it! That was my last life!"
"I thought for sure you had it that time."
"Aw, I'm never going to defeat the trash king!" Lana moped.
"Sure you will, Lana. You've gotten way better at this game than me."
"You're just being nice. Everytime I get to the trash castle, I end up losing."
"Yeah, defeating an arch-enemy is never easy. But there's two important things I've learned from living with you girls. One is that if you're gonna use the bathroom, you gotta be as fast as you can. And two, if you want to defeat an enemy, you gotta become the enemy."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you got to think like the enemy. Put yourself in their shoes. Try to see things through their eyes and visualize yourself as them. Once you understand more about the opponent, the easier it will be to defeat."
Lana was stunned. "Since when did my brother get replaced by a Sensei?"
"Trust me, Lana. As you get older, you'll learn."
That night, Lana was still playing the game, but this time she had to take her hat off because her hair was all frazzled and she had noticeable bags around her eyes (more so than Lincoln at that in fact).
It wasn't long until Lincoln came down to check on her. "Lana, come on. It's late."
"I can't stop now! I'm so close to defeating the trash king!"
"Sis, you're six years old. You need your rest."
"I can sleep later."
"But wouldn't you rather play when you're more awake? I mean, if you end up making a mistake because you're tired…"
"Then I'd have to go back to the start," Lana realized. "Maybe you're right. I'll just continue tomorrow."
"Good." So after Lana paused the game, Lincoln picked her up and carried her upstairs. "Come on sis, let's get you to bed."
But even in her room, Lana had trouble sleeping.
"Ugh! I can't stop thinking about that trash king! What is it about him that makes him so powerful?"
She then remembered what she heard before.
"What was it Lincoln told me? That's it! To defeat the enemy, become the enemy. Maybe if I pretend that I'm the trash king, I'll have a better understanding. But what could I use?"
She looked towards her closet and found a bunch of stuff. What she found was a royal robe, her green rubber boots and her lucky plunger.
"This'll make a great scepter."
So she put both her boots and robe on and held the plunger in her hand.
"Not bad, but there's still something missing."
Finally, she spotted on the top shelf was Lola's cheese crown that a friend gave to her at Dairyland.
"I guess Lola won't mind if I borrow it."
So she took that crown out of its case and placed it on her head.
"And the pièce de résistance. Perfect! Not bad if I do say so myself."
But her smile dropped.
"Too bad the trash king is just in the game. It's not like I can be just like him."
Then she perked up once again.
"Or can I? Why should I be just plain old Lana Loud, when I can be THE TRASH QUEEN?!"
The next morning in that same room, Lola awoke from her bed. But she noticed something was off. Not only was her twin's side of the room all soiled and trashed, which was something she was used to, but the trash was also on her side and all over her bed.
"What on earth?!"
Another thing she noticed was that Lana was at the foot of her bed dressed like a queen.
"Lana? What are you doing up at this hour? And why is my side of the room a filthy mess? And why are you wearing my cheese crown?"
"Do not question the queen's choice of wardrobe. This is my domain. The domain of the trash queen."
Lola rolls her eyes. "Whatever weirdo. Look, I gotta go powder my nose. But when I get back, my side better be spotless." And she made her way to the bathroom.
It wasn't long before Lincoln made it to the bathroom by the time his sister came out.
"Hey Lola. What's gotten you so grumpy?" Then a scent in the air made him gag. "And what's that awful smell?"
"Lana trashed our room. And I mean trashed it!"
"Yeesh. I know she has a habit of it, but I never expected her to go this far."
Soon enough, everyone else started to notice the smell.
"What is that P.U-trid odor coming from?" Luan asked.
"That would be my room," Lola claims.
That's when her twin stepped out of her room dressed in as a trash queen outfit. It appears that the inside of the room was trashed even more, because as she opened the door, the smell came out even stronger than before.
All the kids (sans Lola) were quite surprised.
"Lana?"
"That's Trash Queen Lana to you! I rule this kingdom with my royal plunger of power! And that means you all are my loyal subjects and have to do whatever I say!"
Everyone was confused.
"Say what now?"
"Alright, what's this about Lana?" Lori questions.
"Do not question me. I am your ruler. And you shall all serve me and cater to my every whim."
"Serve you? Excuse me!" Lola was about to pound her twin, but was stopped by her brother.
"Hold that thought, Lola."
"Lincoln, what are you doing?"
"I think Lana just wants to have a little fun," Lincoln thought. "Let's just play along for a bit. Just to keep her happy."
Lola rolls her eyes and mutters to herself, "I just know I'm gonna end up kicking myself in the butt for this."
Lincoln turns to his little sister. "Ahem! What is it that you request, your highness?"
"Now, from this moment on, you shall all refer to me as the Trash Queen and obey my every command! And if they refuse, they will be thrown in the dungeon….FOREVER!"
They were all a little surprised at that outburst. But Lana continues.
"Now bow down."
The kids did as they were instructed and Lana came forward with her scepter, or plunger.
Lincoln was first. "I hereby dub thee, my loyal servant, Sir Lincoln the helpful."
Then came the rest of the girls. "And you shall all be my loyal subjects. Ladies Lori and Leni, you shall be the royal cooks, lady Luna the Loud, you are the player of the lute, lady Luan the silly, you shall be my royal jester, ladies Lynn the Strong and Lucy the Dark, you both are my royal knights."
"At least it's not a total loss," Lynn shrugs.
"Lady Lola the fussy, you are also my head servant."
"Hey!" Lola shouts. "I resent that position!"
"And lady Lisa the smart shall be the royal scribe."
"And what about lady Lily, might I ask?" Lisa wonders.
"She shall be my personal animal caretaker."
"Now what shall you have us do, oh great trash queen?" Lincoln groveled.
"For my first order of business, I command you to…" she noticed a bunch of toys scattered around. "Put away all these toys."
"That's not fair!" Lola complains.
"I'm the queen."
Soon enough, the toys were all picked up, but the trash was all piled up.
And of course, since taking out the trash is usually Lincoln's chore, Lana requested that he dump the trash everywhere.
"I dont get it," he thought. "Why'd you tell us to pick up the toys if we were going to end up trashing the place?"
"Because," Lana explains. "The toys were getting in the way. There wasn't enough room for trash in the trash castle."
"I had to ask," Lincoln muttered.
"Hmmm…...I feel needy. Lincoln, fetch me some nourishment."
But her brother wasn't amused by the way she asked. "Lana, we say 'please' around here, remember?"
"I'm the queen."
Lincoln rolls his eyes. "I know you're the queen, but don't be bossy. If you keep it up, you'll end up like the girl in that story who bosses people around to get what she wanted, and then gets eaten by tigers. And let me tell you, she got what was coming to her."
"Well I'm telling you that if you don't get me my food, you'll get what's coming to you."
"Fine. As you wish, you're trashiness."
"And when you're done, tell Lola I'm in need of her presence immediately."
So Lincoln stomped down to the kitchen to fix Lana a PBJ. However, he wasn't too satisfied with her treatment towards him, so he ended up grumbling to himself.
"Ugh! I get no respect! And with everything I do! It's always 'do this for me, Lincoln', 'get that,' 'Lily needs another diaper'! Well, one of these days…"
"Are you talking to yourself again?" Lincoln looked down and saw Lola, who just got down the stairs.
"Oops! Sorry Lola. Didn't see you. Also Lana needs you in her room."
"What!? Why didn't she ask me before I walked all the way downstairs?"
"She said she didn't want to bother you. But she got over it."
Lola growled as Lincoln went back up the stairs.
Once back in the room, he gave the sandwich to his sister. Lana took a bite of the sandwich, but immediately spit it out. "This is jelly and peanut butter. I only eat peanut butter and jelly."
And she threw it right into his face.
"Like I don't have enough to put up with," Lincoln muttered.
By mid afternoon, things were getting a little crazy. Well, I should say more crazy (considering their usual track record).
But when I say crazy this time, you wouldn't believe it. Because this was the point where the kids were all treating Lana like a real queen.
She was using the living room couch as a throne and the whole house was full of garbage.
Lori and Leni were fanning her, Lynn and Lucy were massaging her shoulders, Luna and Luan provided entertainment, and everyone else was acting as servants.
The pets weren't exactly spared either. While they were well nourished, they were given the task of pulling around a 'horse drawn' carriage. Including Hops.
As you can tell, everyone besides Lana was unhappy.
"Lana, I'm glad you're having fun," Lincoln said. "but don't you think you're taking this game a bit too far?"
"What makes you think this is a game?" Lana questions. "Did the queen give you permission to question her leadership?"
"No, but….."
"Unless I request it, you have no right to question my leadership."
"Okay, I'm sorry. But can we at least clean up some of this trash? It's starting to sere my sinuses."
"Yeah!" Lola agrees. "And I hate the smell of garbage. Let alone the whole house smelling like garbage."
"I think not!" Lana argues. "This is the trash queen's domain. Therefore, it must forever be trashed."
"If you ask me, this place is trashed enough as it is," muttered Lynn.
Luan chuckles at that, but they both earned an angry stare from the young trash ruler.
"Uh Linky? We need to talk," Lola whispers. "Lana?"
"Excuse me?"
"Terribly sorry, trash queen Lana, may I and the rest of your servants have a moment to discuss amongst ourselves?"
Lana thought it over. "The queen could use some alone time. Very well, you have five minutes."
"Thank you."
So they all huddled up together.
"What's this about Lo?" Lincoln asked.
"This is about Lana. I don't think she's playing any game."
"What makes you say that?"
"Let's look at the facts, shall we?" Lola began listing the things with her fingers. "She starts dressing up in royal clothing, she bosses us around, she threatens to punish us if we don't follow orders, and on top of that, she's even referring to herself in the third person. I mean, who even does that?"
"This is just a wild guess," said Lynn. "But I would say: you."
"Speaking of which," Lincoln wonders. "How often does Lola refer to herself in the third person?"
"Only when she's really mad," Lucy answers. "And siblings are involved."
"Hey! I can hear you!" Lola intervenes. "Can we just get back to the conversation at hand?"
"What hand?" Leni asked.
"I believe what Lola is trying to say is that Lana has come down with a terrible case of tyrannical overpowerment," Lisa explains.
"Oh, that sounds serious. Do we have any medicine for that?"
Everyone looks annoyed.
"She meant Lana has gone powermad," Lori clarifies. "People go crazy when they get power."
"I'll say," Luan agrees. "She's gotten too big for her britches, and that's no joke."
"Come to think of it," Lincoln thought. "That sounds a lot like Lola."
"Yeah, well….argh! I'm the only one who should be able to do that, alright?! I just think Lana is taking her role of being a queen too far."
"Now you're starting to sound like mom," Lincoln comments.
"No I don't!" That was the point where Lola's voice actually did sound like Rita's.
"She's right, you know," Lucy states. "Lana is beginning to act like a real tyrant."
That's when they heard Lana call out. "Where are my servants?! The queen is about to lose her cool!"
"See what I mean?"
"Guys, I know this looks bad," Lincoln reassures. "But let's just play along for a little bit longer. Then eventually, she'll get worn out and stop being queen."
"Fine."
"But if you're wrong and she throws us all in whatever she's calling a dungeon, she won't be the only one who's gonna be worn out," Lynn threatens while pounding her fist.
Lincoln gulps.
The kids went back to their 'duties', but then something made a vibrating sound.
"What is that wretched noise?"
Lincoln took out his phone. "That's just mom calling from the mall. She asked if we needed anything."
But unfortunately, Lana was even more uptight. "The queen is getting restless! Lola, bring me another cushion for my back! Lori, get me a cherry soda! Lily, make sure Hops is well nourished! And Lincoln, tell mom I request a new pair of overalls! These straps keep coming undone."
At this point, everyone was getting annoyed. Especially Lola.
"If there's anything I hate more than trash, it's being bossed."
Many hours had passed, and everything had gotten into a big mess. And I don't mean the trash.
Back downstairs, Lincoln was all alone in the living room pacing around, thinking to himself.
"Aw, this is all my fault. Because of me, Lana's taking being queen way too far. The girls aren't happy, the pets aren't happy, now I'm not happy either."
Then he heard a familiar call from atop of the stairs. "Lincoln! The trash queen requires your assistance!"
Lincoln sighs. "Well, can't be worse than what I've already been through."
But of course, he was wrong.
"This is exasperating."
In the twins room, all the Loud kids were crouched down and piled up in a pyramid. The tallest ones including Lori, Leni, Luna, Luan and Lincoln were at the bottom, Lucy, Lynn and Lola were on top of them, and Lisa and Lily were at the very tip top.
"I always felt like a footstool," Lucy compared. "But this is even more degrading."
"No talking!" Lana orders. "Now that my pyramid is complete, the trash queen now has an even higher throne."
Then one by one, Lana climbed up to the top of the pyramid, stepping on everyone's back in the process. Of course, no one who was part of the pyramid was not pleased, especially since the soles of Lana's boots were completely soiled in mud. Then once she got at the top, Lana stood, looking proud.
"Am I delusional?" Lisa wonders. "Or have we recently become doormats for our sister?"
"Both," Lola answered.
But at the very bottom of the pyramid, Lincoln's stomach was beginning to turn. "Oh man, I shouldn't have had that burrito for breakfast."
"Lincoln, whatever you're thinking, you might want to hold it in," Lynn warned.
"If I hold it in, I'm gonna burst."
"Don't do it!"
"But I gotta!"
"Don't you dare!"
"I can't help it!"
And that one thing he did?
Well…..he burped.
And that one burp shook the whole pyramid causing everyone to fall down.
"Lincoln!" Lola scolds. "Did you have to burp?"
"Uhhhh…...excuse me?"
Of course, Lana (or rather the queen) was not pleased. "That's it! The queen shall not tolerate this insubordination! To the dungeon with all of you!"
"She can't be serious, can she?"
But Lincoln was wrong, as the Louds were all sent to the dungeon (aka the basement).
"Okay, maybe she was."
"Well she sure doesn't mince words," Lisa stated.
"This is madness!" Luna shouts. "Our sister has gone nuts!"
"How are we gonna stop her?" Lincoln wonders. "She's got the king's madness. Or in this case, queen's madness. I think that video game really went to her head."
"Oh, so it's that stupid game of yours' fault that my twin's now a tyrannical overlord, is that it?" Lola ranted.
"You didn't use the talk, did you?" Lucy asked.
Lincoln looks sheepishly. "Well…."
All the girls gasped.
"Linky! How could you?" Leni accused.
"In case you haven't noticed, Lana tends to take things literally!" Lori continues.
"I was just trying to give her the confidence to defeat the trash king," Lincoln defended. "I didn't think she'd take it to the extreme."
"What did you expect to happen?" Lisa argues.
"Alright, I'm sorry. How do we snap her out of it?"
"There's only one way!" Lola suggests. "We must overthrow the queen!"
"I knew this would come in handy." Luan pulled out a water bottle with a nozzle on it.
"How are we gonna stop her with one of your props?" Lincoln asked.
"You'd be surprised Link. Just one spray in the face and her rain of terror is over. Get it?"
"As much as I despised that pun," Lisa stated. "Something must be done."
"Are you guys sure about this?" Lincoln asked.
"Sorry bro, but it's the only way," Luna assures. "We're not gonna take it anymore!"
Lincoln still had second thoughts, but as much as he hated to admit it, the girls had a point. "Okay! Anything to get Lana back! I'm in!"
As the kids all marched up the stairs, they were faced with another plan.
"And how exactly are we supposed to get out of here with the door locked from the outside?" Lola said, losing her patience.
"I could probably devise a strategy to disassemble the doorknob, which in turn could…"
But just as Lisa was explaining, the knob turned and the door opened, revealing the ones who unlocked it were Charles, Cliff, Walt, Geo, El Diablo, Izzy and Hops.
Lisa sighs in defeat. "I guess that works too."
Back in the 'throne room', Lana was sitting on her trash covered bed feeling satisfied.
"Ah, much better. Who needs servants anyway? They're just dead weight."
"Your reign of terror is over, sis!"
The trash queen turned around to see her servants (aka her siblings) standing right in the doorway.
"What do you think you're doing? Out of my way," Lana commands.
But nobody moved an inch.
"I command you to get out of my way!"
"Are you going to make us, Lana?" Lola mocks.
Lana realized she was outnumbered. "No! He is! Sir Lincoln the helpful, take them and yourself back to the dungeon!"
But Lincoln stood his ground.
"Is your hearing impaired? As your queen, I order you to take care of them!"
"Sorry Lans, but I'm sticking with these guys. I think it's time for you to stop being queen."
Lana laughed sarcastically. "Did I hear that correctly? Are you suggesting I give up my queenship? Who says your job is to give suggestions?"
"Well, I just thought…."
"Your job is not to think! Your job is to do what the queen demands! And I demand you to send everyone to the dungeon!"
But he still did nothing.
"Do it now or I'm throwing you in the dungeon myself!"
Lola stepped in front of her brother. "You're gonna have to throw the two of us in!"
"Make that three," Lucy agreed.
Then Leni. "Count me in!"
Then Lynn. "And me!"
And Lori. "And me!"
Then Luna and Luan. "And us!"
"That goes for me too!" Said Lisa.
Even Lily agreed. "Eh ee! (Translation:and me!)"
"Face it Sis," Lola says. "You're all alone. Your reign of terror ends now!"
Lana (or rather the trash queen) was not amused. "How dare you rebel against my power?! I'm giving you just three seconds to get your butts to the dungeon….OR ELSE!"
Lincoln and the girls backed up as Lana kept coming forward with the scepter in her hand.
"Three…...two…..ONE!"
"Zero!" Lincoln pulled out the water nozzle and squirted it in his sister's face.
Once she was all wet, Lana regained her consciousness.
"Ugh…...what happened? How come I'm all wet?"
Then she noticed her siblings were all staring at her angrily.
"Why are you guys looking at me like that?" Then she looked over herself and noticed the robe, the crown and the staff in her hand. "Oh, that sums it up."
"I'll say it did," Lincoln says with his arms crossed. "As if losing my last life in my game wasn't bad enough."
"And I thought Lola was power mad," Lori scolds.
"Okay, I know it looks bad," Lana said. "But guys, you gotta believe me! I don't know what happened!"
"Save it, sis!" Lola shouts. "You can just sleep in your room by yourself from now on!"
"What?! You can't! I was just kidding! You guys can take a joke, can't you?"
"Not this one," Luan said.
"Come on, let's get out of here," Lola leads.
"Go back to your lives citizens," Lisa instructs. "Show's over."
"Might as well get the house cleaned up while we're at it," Lincoln suggests.
And they all headed out the door. Even the pets.
"Aw, come on! Not you guys too!"
Including her favorite amphibian.
"Hops! Hops, please! Please, listen to me!"
Hops just looked back for a second before slowly closing the door with his tongue.
"No! No, come back!"
But it was too late. Nobody came back. Lana was all alone.
Over the next few days, things weren't going so well. It was as if nobody wanted to talk or even look at Lana. Even when she was fixing the pipes, no one gave her a 'thank you'. If that wasn't enough, she even slept alone in her room while the pets were sleeping on the couch and Lola went to go sleep in Lincoln's room.
It wasn't until a few days later when she finally had enough, so the next morning…
"Alright Lori," Lincoln groaned. "This meeting better be important."
"Yeah!" Lola agrees. "I have pageant training to attend to."
"But I didn't call this meeting," Lori confirms.
"That's because I did." The girls and Lincoln saw Lana walk into the room, and unsurprisingly, they weren't too happy. "Now before you scold me, I've called this meeting to apologize for my behavior. I realized that I was way out of line."
Lori was the first to speak. "Well you were being pretty…."
"Cranky," Lynn finished.
"And bossy," Leni continues.
"And a real control freak," Luna concludes.
"You kinda acted like Lola," Lisa pointed out.
"Hey!" Lola shouts.
"Except she doesn't put up a stink," Luan jokes. "Get it?"
Lana sighs. "Lincoln was right. It was just a dumb game, but I was even dumber for not realizing it was taking control of my life. I'm really sorry. I'll try not to let that happen again."
"You better not," Lola says. "Because if anyone gets to be treated like a queen in this house, it's going to be me."
"So….what do you say? Are we all good?"
Everyone just sat with unsure looks and crossed arms, meaning that Lana wasn't going to get the answer she was hoping for.
"Come on! After all I do for you? Not even you Lincoln?"
"Don't get me wrong Lana. You're my sister, but what you did was over the top, so….."
Lana lowers her head. "Okay, I knew it was a long shot. It's okay, you don't have to forgive me. I understand."
Then Lana headed towards the door dragging her feet along the way. "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the backyard. But I doubt anyone's going to need me for anything anymore."
And so she left.
Out in the backyard, Lana was in the tire swing looking depressed.
Her siblings noticed and came up to her.
"Hey Sis," Lincoln greeted. "Mind if we join you?"
"I guess. If you like being around me anymore."
"Lana, listen. My advice wasn't meant to be taken literally. I think it's great that you took an interest in my new game (at least one of you girls did), but you gotta remember, it's just a game. The Trash King doesn't really exist."
"Yeah, I know. But he was just so cool and so powerful! He got to rule a kingdom full of trash and everything! All I ever do is fix pipes and play with animals. There's nothing special about me."
"Of course there is. So maybe you're not ruler of a trash kingdom, but being Lana Loud is just as important, if not better. It's okay to pretend you're a fictional character, but you shouldn't make it forget who you really are. I mean, look at me. I still dress up as Ace Savvy from time to time, but I could never be a full time superhero."
"Really? But I thought you liked being Ace Savvy."
"I do. But I enjoy being plain old Lincoln Loud even more. Sure, being a superhero is great, but I'd rather be what I was meant to be: a good brother who always helps his sisters."
"I guess I wouldn't want you to change that. But does this mean that I can't pretend to be the Trash Queen anymore?"
"Lana, as long as you stay true to yourself, because Lana Loud is special in her own way, you can pretend to be whoever you want."
"Really?"
Everyone nodded.
"Just don't go cuckoo again," Lola says.
Lana just had to smile. "Aw, thanks guys."
Then everyone shared a hug.
Moments later, Lincoln was playing Total Trash Takedown, when Lana came into the scene.
"Hey Lana, why don't you join me? I could use another player."
However, Lana was unsure. "I don't know Lincoln. After what happened, I'm kinda taking a break from that game."
"Come on, Lans. Just try it for a bit. It's not gonna hurt you."
"Hmmmm….well…...that does kinda look like fun. Okay."
So she leaped onto the couch and began playing.
Then after a while, Lincoln began to feel hungry. "You know what I could go for? A sandwich. I wonder if we have any peanut butter left."
Then Lana hopped off the couch. "Wait! Why don't I make you a sandwich?"
"Thanks Sis, but you really don't have to."
"Don't be silly. I insist. Your wish is my command."
"Well okay. Thanks."
Then Lana ran off, leaving Lincoln both confused and satisfied.
"If there's anything that makes Lana special, it's being helpful."
Now in case all of you are wondering, yes there's a reason why I wanted to do a story inspired by the recent Loud House episode Game Off. Despite that (along with its sister episode Deep Cuts) currently being the one of the lowest viewed episodes in the entire series, I thought it was one of the best Lana episodes of all time (alongside Toads and Tiaras of course).
And if you're curious about the cheese crown, that was actually given to Lola in the episode Community Disservice. If you want to know more, go check out the episode for yourself.
Now originally, I was going to have this story be similar to the Arthur episode Arthur's Computer Adventure, but then I realized that doing that would just make it the same as the Loud House episode it was inspired by. So instead, I decided to go with the generic 'addiction to video game' plot done in most cartoons and then decided to take it a step further by adding in a side plot. Which I will admit resulted in a story that was far greater.
I might plan on doing some more episode continuation stories, but you'll just have to wait and see.
Stay tuned everyone
