Finally, the two boys made it to the Loud house. But when Lincoln opens the door, he finds his sisters standing right in front of him.

"Hey," Lincoln greeted. "How's it going ladies?"

"Whatcha up to Lincoln?" Lola accused.

"What? What makes you think I'm up to something?"

"Your hair's all messy and you're sweating like crazy," Lynn points out.

"Oh that? You know, it's just been really hot outside and….."

Lori gave her brother the stink eye. "Lincoln!"

Clyde reveals everything rapidly fast. "There's a video game tournament at the arcade and Lincoln's trying to persuade his parents to let him go tonight!"

Lincoln slaps his forehead. "Dang it Clyde!"

"What? I can't help it! Lori's stink eye gives me jitters!"

Lincoln then turned to his sisters. "Okay fine! My secret's out! But please don't say anything! I'm waiting for just the right moment to ask mom and dad!"

"Oh, Dad's not home," Leni explains. "Mom's in the kitchen."

"Whatever," Lincoln grumbled. "Just let me handle this alone. I've got a presentation that's sure to be convincing enough."

"I don't think that's gonna work bro," Luna said.

"Yeah," Lori agreed. "It didn't even work when we tried to convince mom and dad to let us go see our movie marathon."

"See?" Lola points to Lori. "I told you we should've gone down there earlier to go stand in line, but noooooo, you said we had to finish our chores."

"Lola," her twin argues. "Mom and Dad would have blown their stacks if they saw us take off and leave. You gotta be responsible sometimes."

"And that's exactly why we couldn't get tickets to the event because all you could think about was mom and dad's stacks."

"Why would you wanna go to that tournament anyway?" Lynn asked. "It's just a bunch of geeks pressing buttons while staring at a screen and their thumbs getting cramps."

"You guys don't know what you're talking about," Lincoln argues. "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and there's no way I'm missing it!"

"It's more like you're wasting your time if you ask me," Lisa said.

"Well I didn't ask you. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go get my suit and presentation boards. And if it's all the same to you, I would appreciate it if you stay out of my way. Please and thank you."

Lincoln headed upstairs, while his sisters were still scoffing.

"If he thinks that video game skills are gonna come in handy in his life, that boy is screwed in the head," said Lynn.

"I concur," Lisa agrees.

"Like video games can save people's lives one day," Lola scoffs. "As if."

Rita was in the kitchen looking for her son. "Lincoln! Where are you?"

"Hi mom." Lincoln appears right behind her in his blue suit and his hair combed. Next to him was his best friend Clyde.

"Oh! Lincoln! You surprised me!"

"Sorry mom. Didn't mean to scare you. I guess Lucy's pop-ups are growing on me."

"It's okay sweetie. Nothing I'm not used too. How was school today?"

"Oh you know. It was okay. But first I have something to show you."

10 minutes later

Lincoln was wrapping up his persuasive presentation. "So it stands to reason that these technological advances are able to improve the mind of the young player as well as an increase in their competitive nature. Which brings me down to this question." Lincoln came down to his knees. "Please may I go to the video game championship tournament tonight?"

"I'm sorry. But no. It's a school night."

"Thank you so much Mom and might I say…" Lincoln pauses for a moment. "Did you just say 'no'?"

"Yes," Rita answered.

"Yes!"

"No."

"No?"

"Yes."

"Yes!"

"Okay now I'm confused," Clyde said. "Do you mean yes as in yes, or yes as in yes, you said no?"

"I mean yes, I said no," Rita answers.

"Ah."

Now Lincoln's smile dropped. "Aw come on!" He whined. "All my friends are going and everybody that matters is gonna be there, mom!"

"Lincoln," Rita said sternly. "I matter, your father and sisters matter and you matter. But, you're not going. Maybe we can go next week."

His mother went into her room.

"Well I guess that's that," Clyde said.

"Ugh! I can't believe it! I spent hours planning that presentation and she just flat out told me no! This has never happened before!"

"What about that time when you tried to ask your parents for money for those SMOOCH tickets?"

"Okay other than that." Lincoln reaches into his backpack. "There's gotta be something in here that'll change her mind." Then he pulls out a handheld remote control. "How'd this get in there?"

Lincoln started fiddling around with the remote, but unbeknownst to him, that was what controls his RC helicopter. As soon as Lincoln noticed this, he tried to stop it, but the toy went out of control.

"Uh Lincoln? I think you should turn it off now," Clyde said worriedly.

"What do you think im doing here?"

Unfortunately, the helicopter grabbed Clyde by the shirt collar and carried him away. "Lincoln! Stop this crazy thing!"

"I'm trying!"

No matter how many buttons he pressed, the helicopter just kept zooming around the living room wrecking everything in sight. Until finally, the toy ended up crashing into a wall and it, along with Clyde, fell to the floor.

Rita heard all the commotion and came out of her room. "Lincoln? What was all that noise…..?"

Rita was at a loss of words as soon as she saw that the living room was a complete wreck.

"Oh! I just remembered! I was supposed to wash my um…. I have to take out the uh….I gotta go!" Clyde made a dash right out the front door.

Rita stood right in front of her son looking quite upset. "Lincoln."

"I didn't do it!" Lincoln defended.

"Really, because it looks to me like your remote control helicopter just went haywire and wrecked everything in the living room."

Lincoln was stunned. "I take it back. You're right on target."

"Lincoln, I'm very disappointed in you. I thought you were more mature than this. Clearly I was wrong."

"But mom, I….."

"Sweetie, I don't wanna hear another word. Until you can learn how to behave, I don't want you leaving your room for the rest of the night."

"But…."

"No more buts! Just go! Your father will have a few words to say to you when he gets home."

"Alright…" Lincoln decided not to argue and made his way up the stairs, dragging his feet along the way.

Upstairs, his sisters were watching the whole thing.

"Well that totally blew," Lynn said.

"I've never been so humiliated in my life," Lincoln mumbles.

"Aw shake it off little bro," Luna said. "It's not like it's the end of the….."

"This is all your fault."

The girls looked pretty shocked at what Lincoln said.

"What did you just say?" Leni asked.

Lincoln stopped and turned to face his sisters. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"

"How is it our fault!?" Luan confronts.

"This was none of your concern! I didn't ask for any of this!"

"What do you mean?" Lucy asked.

"You're the reason I'm a weak link! All you guys do is meddle in my life and make things worse for me!"

"We were only trying to help," Leni said.

"Yeah!" Lola agrees. "If it weren't for us, you probably wouldn't even remember how to breathe!"

"We're just looking out for you," Lana said. "Because we love you."

"Well you're suffocating me!" Lincoln argues. "I don't need your help! I can handle my own problems and I don't need you constantly butting into my private affairs!"

"Hey!" Shouted Lynn. "Don't pin the blame on us! If you didn't act like such a baby, maybe mom and dad would actually let you go to the tournament!"

"I only act like a baby because you guys keep treating me like one! You never leave me alone, you never let me do my own things and you smother me even when I say I don't need your help!"

"Well you don't have to get mad Lincoln," Lana said.

"I'm not mad! But I've had it! I have had it! You guys are the reason I'm nothing but a wuss, and I'm sick of it! Sometimes I wish you would all just go away!"

Lincoln stormed right into his room and slammed the door.

"Do you think Linky was serious?" Leni asked.

"Come on Leni," Lori says. "Lincoln's just a little miffed right now. He'll get over it."

"Yeah, Lori's right," Lynn agrees. "Link's got skin tougher than a rhino."

Meanwhile, out in the far reaches of space, the toaster satellite from earlier is still floating around. When suddenly, it gets picked up by a tractor beam. Once inside the ship, a robot servant takes it away.

The robot in question was red, and had a round head structure. He took the so-called satellite to the throne room of the spaceship. The man in charge was a man named Dr Eggman.

"Sir! My lord!" The robot exclaimed. "I have discovered this. It appears to be some sort of alien transmission device."

However, the leader was not amused. "Tell me. When did it become acceptable to approach my throne UNANNOUNCED!?"

"Oh yes of course my liege! I do so humbly apologize."

"You're lucky you're under contract. Otherwise I'd have you sold for scraps."

"WAIT!" Just then a yellow cubicle robot henchmen came crashing in, slamming face first into a window. "Oh I missed it. Can I scold another?"

"No."

"Oh please sir?"

"I said no Cubot!"

"Oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please….."

"I would love for that to stop."

"...oh please, oh please!?" Cubot then took a look at the toaster. "Oh what have we here? Ahem. As Dr Eggman's robot henchmen, we are the official checkers of the new things to be checked."

"Oh brother."

The robots fiddled with the device, and then a piece of toast popped out of it. "It's alright! It's alright! I'll handle this!" Cubot assures. "Hello!"

The toast gave no response.

"What galaxy are you from?"

"Cubot!"

"Where is your leader?"

"Cubot! Stop it!" Eggman groans. "It's toast."

"Oh." The dim witted robot picked it up. "Hello toast! I greatly admire your ship!"

Cubot kept hitting the toaster, which in turn activated the transmissor. "Beginning transmission from earth."

Just then, a video message of Lincoln appears on a giant screen.

"Greetings from Royal Woods. I'm Lincoln. Lincoln Loud. I come in peace."

"What's he supposed to be?" Eggman questioned. "Some kind of short eared rabbit?"

Then a dog can in and began sniffing the lens.

"This here is my dog, Charles. This place that I'm standing in is my room. That's where I sleep."

Lincoln then took out a picture of him and his sisters. "And here's a picture of my sisters Lori, Leni, Luna, Luan, Lynn, Lucy, Lana, Lola, Lisa and Lily."

Eggman got surprised. "Freeze that image!"

The video pauses and Eggman takes a closer look at the photo.

"They look…..perfect! Orbot! Trace the origin!"

"Affirmative." The robot searches the database and plots the coordinates. "Location found. Message delivered from a small rocky planet consisting of 71% H2O and 29% land. A planet commonly referred to as earth."

"Excellent! Set a course to this 'earth'. The search is over!" He laughed maniacally.

With that, the spacecraft made its way towards earth at warp speed.

And so it begins