Lincoln Loud in 1957

by vincentberkan

Lincoln Loud, our white haired friend has somehow ended up in 1957 and now has to figure out a way to get home. But there are dangers up ahead, with the Perkins Family and his sisters by his side, he challenges the foes that get in his way home. Will Lincoln get back to 2017? Or will he remain in the past forever? Based on Lincoln Loud:1975 by sky3427 and the BTTF movies.

11. Driving Miss Julie

AUTHOR'S NOTE: If anyone is asking, Ralph McCoy, the Perkin's military obsessed neighbor, is based on Ralph Kane from the 1972 animated series "Wait Till Your Father Gets Home". Like his animated counterpart, Ralph McCoy is fanatically anti-communist who is obsessed with every absurd conspiracy theory and ridiculous urban legend.

Chapter 11 : Driving Miss Julie

Written by Vincent B Berkan and Heather Trousdale.

Saturday, March 23rd, 1957

It had been over a week since the incident with Ralph. Lincoln and the Perkins' learned they had to be more careful when Ralph was around. It was that morning that Lincoln and the Perkins were eating breakfast of french toast, bacon, and sausages. Vincent was reading the paper whilst Heather fed Averell. Julie, Lincoln, and Stanley were eating. "Listen to this honey", said Vincent as he showed Heather the newspaper article, "That French news magazine L'Express reveals that the French army been torturin' Algerian prisoners." "Anything else dear?" asked Heather as she tried to feed Averell who was not having any of it. "Well", Vincent said as he turned the page, "Ah, here's some more about that Plane Crash in the Philippines." "What does it say?" "It says there was only 26 on board and only one made it out alive", said Vincent. "Ouch", said Lincoln.

Then Julie spoke up. "Hey daddy?", she asked. Vincent looked up from his newspaper. "Yes dear?" "I was wondering. I'm gonna be 16 soon". "Yes?" Vincent then took a sip of his coffee. "Can you give me a driving lesson?" Vincent nearly choked. "W-w-wha?" "I said can you give me a driving lesson?" "Well...I dunno. You're still 15", said Vincent as he turned to Heather, "What do you think honey?". "I think it's a good idea, It's never too late to start early, like I did." said Heather. "Well...okay. Why not?" said Vincent. "Thanks, daddy," said Julie. "We'll start after we eat". "Mind if I come along?" asked Lincoln. "Sure kiddo", said Vincent. "Can I come?", asked Stanley. "Sure son", said Vincent, "We'll be back soon honeybun". "Alright dear", said Heather, "I'll be at Savanna's with Averell". "Okay kids, into the car", said Vincent.

A little bit later, Vincent, Stanley, Julie, and Lincoln climbed into Vincent's Plymouth and Vincent took them out to an empty parking lot in town. Then he and Julie traded places. "Okay darling. It's simple. Just hold your foot on the brake and put it in drive and then slowly press the gas pedal go from there." "Okay, daddy." said Julie, as she put the automatic gear shifter in drive and slowly put her foot on the gas pedal and slowly moved the car forward. "Am I doing it right, daddy?" asked Julie. "Yes, darling, now let's see you back up, just put the gear shifter in reverse and look in the rearview mirror." "Okay." said Julie as she put the shifter in reverse and looked into the rearview mirror. "See anything behind you?" "No". "Good, now carefully park the park". "Alright then." said Julie, she put the gear shifter in park. "Not bad Julie." said Lincoln, you're a lot better than my sister Leni, once she drove Vanilla into the neighbor's pool." "Leni is gonna need a alot more driving practice." said Julie.

"And it's the only time I ever saw Dad cry." said Lincoln. "I see." said Vincent." "Say Lincoln, you wanna trade places with me, if you don't mind sitting on the stain?" asked Stanley. "Uh, what stain?" asked Lincoln. "That stain." said Stanley, pointing to the stain which was in the middle of the backseat. "Is that the stain where your baby brother was born?" asked Lincoln. "Yup. In fact, the car was only a few days old when momma went into labor", said Stanley. "I remember that date well, September 16th, 1956, "said Vincent, "I was in the garage giving the new Plymouth a good waxing when Stanley rushed in and told me something was wrong with Heather, when I went in, Julie told me that she went to check on Heather and told me she saw wet sheets." "I see." said Lincoln. "Then I went into the bedroom and carried Heather to the backseat of this very car. I told Julie to keep an eye on Stanley and I rushed Heather to the hospital". "Well, did you make it?" asked Lincoln. "We made it, I ran in and got a nurse. At that very moment when we were about to take her in, she had already given birth to Averell."

"Wow!" said Lincoln. "Yup, I can still remember what I said when I first saw them". "What was it daddy?" asked Julie. "Good gravy, I only had this car for 3 days and it's already got a stain!", said Vincent. He then turned to Julie. "Okay honey, now carefully do a three point turn." "How do I do that?" asked Julie. "Just back up in the opposite direction." "Okay daddy", said Julie. She then pressed the R button on the dashboard and began to reverse. Lincoln watched the procedure. "I never knew this car had push buttons", he said. "Yup, I bet you future folks never had anything like that in your time". "Actually, we do", said Lincoln. "This makes a lot easier that using a gear in the floor, I hope these push buttons last for a long time." "You know, Mr. Perkins, in the future, we have keyless cars", said Lincoln. "Keyless cars?"

"You mean you drive around without a key? Cool!" Said Stanley. "Yup, you can just put your keys in the cup holder-" "Cup holder? They have cup holder in cars in the future?" "Things we don't know." said Julie." "Say kid", said Vincent, "Are they still making Plymouths in the future?" "I dunno, I haven't seen any Plymouth ads on TV", said Lincoln, "But I did see some Ford, Chevrolet, Buick, Chrysler-", "Ah, the Chrysler corporation must've stopped producing Plymouth". "-Cadillac". "Cadillac is still in business?", asked Julie, "Cadillac makes the most luxurious cars." "Really?" "You should've seen the new Caddy's they have at Honest Paddy's Cars", said Julie. "Are they any other new car manufacturers in the future?" asked Vincent. "There's Honda, Toyota, Subaru, Kia, Porsche, Lexus, Jeep, Mercedes-Benz, and many others", said Lincoln. "Honda, Toyota, Subaru, and Kia? Those are some weird names for car manufacturers", said Vincent. "That's because they're Japanese imports", said Lincoln.

"Japanese? Well, as a WWII veteran, I'm a bit shocked that most of the cars made in the U.S. in the future are under Japanese firms. But, don't let Ralph hear you say that, I know how he is and his thing of Japanese spies and whatnot". "Understandable", said Lincoln, "I take it he fought in the pacific?" "Ralph? In combat? Heh! He's just all talk but no action", said Vincent, "He wasn't even of age durin' the war, when he tried to enlist to fight in Korea, he got rejected due to him having flat feet". "He told you this?" "Nah, his wife. Ralph would just come up with some bullcrap excuse". "No wonder his wife divorced him, she probably couldn't take his carting and his showboating", said Julie.

A little later, Julie had finished her training and Vincent was back behind the steering wheel. "Say guys, how would you like to go to the diner for lunch?", asked Vincent. "Sure okay", said Lincoln. "I could go for a milkshake", said Stanley

. "Alright, let's just stop at the house so I can get some more cash", said Vincent. After a while, they arrived at the house. Vincent walked inside and saw Heather watching TV whilst Averell was playing. "Hey honey", said Vincent, "How's the munchkin?" "He's fine. How was Julie's driving test?" asked Heather. "Smooth as butter", said Vincent, "I'm about to take the kids over to the diner for lunch. I stopped by to get some extra cash". Vincent went to his and Heather's room and got some more money. As he was about to leave. The phone rang. "I'll get it", said Vincent. He then picked up the receiver and held it to his ear. "Perkins residence. Vincent speakin'...oh hey Charlotte…...WHAT!?...You can't be serious!...Okay okay, I'll see what I can do. Thank you". Vincent then hung up the phone. "That's was Ralph's ex-wife Charlotte". "What did she say?" asked Heather. "Ralph just bought something from the Army surplus action again!" "What did he buy honey?" "A TANK!"

Lincoln, Julie, and Stanley only waited in the car for a moment while Vincent went inside. Then they saw him running outside in a rush. "Scoot over darling, I'm driving!" said Vincent. "Daddy, what's going on!?" "I just got word from Charlotte, Ralph just bought a tank from the Army Surplus Auction! I swear! That lunatic is gonna put me in my grave!", said Vincent as he turned to the kids, "Hang on tight! I'm gonna be driving like I did when I took your mother to the hospital when she went into labor with Averell". Vincent backed the Plymouth out of the driveway and stomped on the gas as he went to find Ralph.

It only took 25 minutes, but he finally found what he was looking for. Lincoln watched as an old WW2 era Sherman tank spluttered along the road. Vincent frantically honked the horn and gave out hand gestures to the tank to pull over. When it did, Vincent angrily rushed out of the car and stomped towards it. The kids watched and he began banging his fists on its side. "DAG BLASTED RALPH! YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR THIS TIME! NOW COME ON OUTTA THERE OR ELSE I'M COMING IN AFTER YOUR A**!" "What's the meaning of this civilian?" a voice said from above. Vincent and the kids looked up to see a military officer sticking his head out of the top latch. "What the!? You're not Ralph!" "Sir, I'm Colonel Thomas Wilson of the 745th Tank Battalion. We were on our way to a military display and we're late now!" "Oh...OH! Uh I'm sorry colonel. I thought you were my nutjob neighbor. You see, he's...he's a military fanatic and I thought he bought….I'm so sorry sir", said Vincent meekly.

Vincent and the kids watched as the tank left. He then climbed back into his car and drove away. "Well that was embarrassing", said Vincent. "Don't feel bad Mr. Perkins, mistakes happen all the time, we're all not perfect." said Lincoln. "Well I guess you're right. C'mon. I'll treat you guys to lunch at the diner", said Vincent. "I guess Ralph's ex wife must've got the wrong person", said Julie. "Maybe he didn't buy a tank."

Later, The Plymouth pulled into the parking lot and Vincent, Julie, Stanley and Lincoln went inside of the diner and ordered lunch. Vincent ordered a sandwich, Lincoln ordered a burger with fries, Stanley also ordered the same, and Julie ordered a milkshake. After they ate, A convertible pulled up in the parking lot. It was painted yellow and white. 3 teenage girls climbed out and headed inside. Julie recognized them. "Hey, it's my friends. Claire, Natalie, and Marsha", she said. "Hey beans and kid with the white hair, what's your name?" asked Natalie. "Lincoln." "Lincoln? After the president or the car?" "The president." said Lincoln. "Oh, I see." said Natalie. "You guys heard of Elvis' new baked biscuit?", asked Marsha. "Yup, its a bash", said Julie. "Baked Biscuit?" asked Lincoln. "It means he released a new record", said Julie. "I'll never understand teenagers these days", said Vincent as he sipped his coffee. "What's the song called?" asked Lincoln.

"It's called "All Shook Up", said Marsha. "Oh, yeah I love that one." said Claire. "I love Elvis", said Marsha. "Same here cats", said Julie. "Hey Nat, you got a quarter?" "Yeah, go get yourself a milkshake, you know what, get three milkshakes." "Okay, Nat." said Marsha. "By the way bean, the Bent-Eights are having a meeting today", said Marsha, "Leo wants to show his new wheels". "Well that's the bees knees", said Julie, "You coming Lincoln?" "Oh yeah, I'm an honorary member", Lincoln exclaimed. "Well come along cookie, let's agitate the gravel", said Julie as she and Lincoln followed her friends outside. "Teenage girls, go figure", said Vincent.

Lincoln and the girls climbed into Natalie's 1956 Buick. "Let's burn rubber", said Claire. With that, Natalie stomped on the gas pedal and they roared out of the parking lot with Julie shouting, "COWABAUGA!" After a few minutes of driving. They stopped at a red light. Lincoln suddenly heard a roar of an engine behind. He looked behind and his heart started beating when he saw a familiar looking black Ford Thunderbird convertable pulling up next to Natalie's Buick. "Uh, Julie?" "Yes Lincoln?" "We've got company and not the good kind".

Bull McCann pulled his Thunderbird up to the Buick. "Hello ladies", he said "Oh, it's you again." said Natalie. "C'mon doll, don't get yourself frosted, we just wanna check out your classy chassis' before you dames get circled", Bull chuckled along with his mates. "Bug off, McCann", said Julie, "There ain't no reason for you to be crusin' for the brusin'". "Hey hey, cool it Julie baby. We're just havin' a bit of fun. Now aren't we boys?" Bull's mates agreed whilst laughing. "Look I said get lost before I make mince meat out of you three. said Natalie, getting mildly annoyed. "Tell you what dollface", said Bull, "When the light turns green, we race. If I win, we get to take you to the dance hall tonight, and we get to pulverise the little white haired freak in the back!". "Uhhhh Natalie?" asked Lincoln. But Natalie had no intention of letting Lincoln get beat up. "If we win, you gotta wash my car for free for the next month". "You're on sweet cheeks!" said Bull. At that moment, the light turned green and both cars roared down the road as a fast speed. At first Bull's Thunderbird had a good lead, but then Natalie's " Buick caught up and overpast them.

"Now we have a good chance of-" Suddenly they felt a bump. They looked back to see Bull tailgating their car. "Bug off Bull!" said Natalie. But Bull wouldn't leave them alone, he just kept bumping into the rear of the Buick. Lincoln looked all around and saw a box of nails on the floorboard. "I got an idea", said Lincoln as he bent down to grab the nails. He then crawled over Marsha. "Hey!" "Sorry". He then opened the box and stuck his hand out. "Natalie, I have a plan, move the car over to the side so I can dump these nails on the ground!" Natalie was at first confused, but then followed up on his plan. "With pleasure", she said. Natalie carefully moved to the side and Lincoln dumped the boxes contents onto the road. At that moment, Bull's car ran over the nails and the front tires blew. BANG! BANG! ""HEY! MY TIRES!" shouted Bull. Lincoln and the girls watched as Bull's car steered out of control and headed towards a Fertilizer truck. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-".

CRASH!

The black Thunderbird crashed into the back of the truck and once again, its load of fertilizer had spilled out into Bull and his goons. "Blech! Feritilizer! I HATE FERTILIZER!" Bull shouted as he spat out the disgusting load. "TAKE THAT!" shouted Natalie. "Sorry boys, but these hot mamas ain't goin' dancin' with hoods like you!", said Julie. The Buick then drove away as Bull sneered at its passengers, especially Lincoln. "I swear to god, if I ever get my hands on that little white haired ankle biter, I'm gonna make him wish he was never born!" "Well at least things can't get any worse", said one of his goons. Suddenly they heard a police siren and then Sheriff Johnson's patrol car pulled up. "Leroy, will you ever shut that big mouth of yours up one of these days?!", Bull said as Sheriff Johnson climbed out of the squad car with his ticket book.

Lincoln and the girls soon arrived at Leo's house. They parked the car nearby and went to the front door. They knocked on the front and a woman with pale skin and jet black hair opened the door. She wore a black barrier and a black and white striped shirt with black pants and matching high heels. She looked very much like a beatnik. "Hey Harriet. Is Leo in?" asked Julie. "He's in the garage", said the woman. "Now if you excuse me, I have some things to discuss with...some friends". She then closed the door and Lincoln and the girls went to the garage. "So that's Great Gramma Harriet" said Lincoln. The gang walked inside and found Mark waiting for them. Scoots was also there working on her motorcycle. "Hey Julie baby, what's shakin'?" "Nothing much, Leo called a meeting", said Julie. "Ah yeah, he wanted to show off his new ride", said Scoots, "Now somebody hand me a socket wrench." Here you go." said Lincoln, handing her the wrench. "Thanks kid", she said. Just then, Johnny's '32 Ford hot rod pulled in. "Here comes Johnny in his Deuce", said Natalie.

"Say Lorenzo, when are you gonna tell us what's this meeting is about?" asked Johnny. "From what I heard, Leo wants to show off his new wheels. He said there was also something else, I can't remember. I guess he'll tell us when he gets here", said Mark. "Where are R.F. and Plato?" "They're running a bit late", said Scoots. She then saw a cherry red '48 Ford convertible coming close. "Ah that's R.F.'s flip top. Here they are", said Scoots. Lincoln watched as the red Ford convertible pulled into the driveway. "R.F., Plato. Nice of you to join us", said Scoots. "Sorry we're late", said Plato, "I had a ton of homework to take care of. And you know how much of a square my old man is". "Not as much as mine", said R.F., "He had me waiting outside for him".

"Now all we have to do is wait for Leo", said Mark. At that moment, everyone could see a set of headlights heading towards them. It was a small blue and white van. To Lincoln, it looked very familiar. Everyone watched as the van rolled into the driveway. Then Leo stepped out. "Hey-o cats", said Leo, "What do ya think of my new wheels? It'll make you go ape". Then it hit Lincoln. "Vanzilla!" he accidentally shouted. He then covered his mouth as everyone looked at him. "What was that Silver?" asked Leo. "Uhhhh oh nothing. It's not important. I'm just saying like, wow, that thing is big. Big like...like Godzilla", Lincoln said, trying to cover his tracks. "Godzilla? You mean that Japanese monster flick?", asked Mark. "Uh yeah", said Lincoln. "Hmmmmm, Vanzilla…..I like that. From now on, my new ride shall be called Vanzilla", said Leo. The other members cheered. "Oh good gravy, I think I just named Vanzilla", thought Lincoln. "You really outdid yourself Leo", said Lorenzo, "A Fung Van". "Ain't Fung goin' outta business?" asked Johnny. "Yeah, that's how I got this baby on the cheap", said Leo, "Ford really didn't give this brand a good name. But what I heard, they're planning to introduce a new line of cars with a new name". "What're they calling them?" asked Mark. "They're calling it, the Edsel", said Leo. "After Edsel Ford?" "Yup", said Plato. "Edsel? That's like a name of someone's uncle, it's like "Hey uncle Edsel, you gotta a car named after you. That's hilarious!" said Johnny, laughing. The others laughed too.

"Okay guys, let's cool it. Now onto business", said Leo, "Recently, Bull McCann has been getting too big for his britches. So I think he needs to be taken down a peg or two". "We already took care of that", said Marsha, "Thanks to Lincoln here". "Really?" "Bull tried to challenge us to a drag race", said Claire, "He tried to ram us, but Lincoln had a plan". "Yeah, took care of him with a box of nails, and blew out his tires. I showed him who was boss", said Lincoln. "Smart thinking Silver", said Leo. "You shoulda seen him when he crashed into the fertilizer truck, we nearly busted a gut laughing", said Julie. "I hope you beat him Leo." said Lincoln. "I will kid", said Leo. "Need a box nails?" asked Natalie. "No need, I think I can handle it", said Leo, "Although I don't think Bull McCann will be honorable to his word, so keep an eye on his hoods". "Will do." said Natalie. "Those hoods won't think twice about messing with Natalie King Cole Felix." "Natalie King Cole? After the singer?" asked Lincoln. "Yep my dad named me that right before I was born." said Natalie. "I see." said Lincoln. "Can we count on you to be with us when he race against Bull, Silver?", asked Leo.

"I'll try", said Lincoln. "That's a good boy, besides, I plan to have you as my assistant co-pilot". "M-me?! Why me?" "Because you got spunk kid. Besides, I feel like we have some sort of connection between the two of us". "I see", said Lincoln. "Anyway, that's the news for tonight", said Leo, "I'll see you cats next week". With that, the meeting ended and everyone dispersed. Natalie took Julie and Lincoln home. "What do you think about that, Lincoln? Assistant Co-Pilot?" "It'd be an honor", said Lincoln. "Good." said Julie. "Say what do you think Mrs. Perkins is cooking tonight?" asked Lincoln. "I don't know", said Julie, "I guess we'll have to find out". They arrived at the house and Julie and Lincoln got out. They watched Natalie's Buick drive away. "Say Lincoln? Why did you say "Vanzilla"?" asked Julie. "In the future, we still have Leo's old van. He passed it down to his son who then passed it down to my dad", said Lincoln, "Because of its size. We named her "Vanzilla". "It rhymes with Vanilla." said Julie, laughing. The two then went inside for supper.

To Be Continued...