The Loud Hollywood Stars Chapter 1: Introducing Lincoln Loud, a loud house fanfic

Hey, everyone! Glad you can make it! Now this story is loosely based on movies like Who Framed Roger Rabbit, Looney Tunes: Back in Action, and Chip N' Dale: Rescue Rangers (2022). And it is also loosely based on The Loud House, so there are going to be things that might not be like the show. If you want to see my actual understanding on the show, there are my other fanfics, although sometimes you gotta ignore the other crossovers. But enough of my blabbering. Let's get this show on the road.

Greetings, fellow readers. Now what you're about to read is a story about a nice young actor who started out small but rose to the top. Well, you're in luck. The story starts on August 30, 1990, when that actor was born at the local hospital in Royal Oak, Michigan.

"He's beautiful!" Jax and Myrtle Loud exclaimed as their little baby Toon son was given to them. The baby had a round head, a front tooth, freckles, an oval nose, and most surprisingly, white hair with a cowlick and two strands on one side! The baby cooed like a normal baby would. Then he got down, surprising the parents, and he started walking like a two year old. He grabbed a bottle full of milk off a nearby table and started drinking, then burped, then giggled.

"He seems more fully formed than I thought," said Myrtle.

"Oh, what the heck?" said Jax. "He's a Toon. Toons are like that."

"But what should we call him?" asked Myrtle.

Jax Loud pondered, then he got an idea. "Lincoln. Lincoln Albert Loud! Has a nice ring to it, if I do say so myself."

"After president Abraham Lincoln?" asked Myrtle.

"Sure," said Jax. "And the middle name is after my grandpa and he kind of reminds me of him." He looked at the Toon baby wandering around.

"Well, then. Lincoln it is," said Myrtle.

Now the description of the baby sounds a little familiar to you, fellow readers. The front tooth? The oval shaped nose? The white hair? None of those ring a bell? Well, I'm that baby. Lincoln Albert Loud is the name.

I grew up like a normal kid. Going outside. Playing video games. Exploring the world. Going to school. All that good stuff. Now here, Toons and humans live together in peace and harmony, and the toons have their own shows as well as humans when they get the chance.

I didn't have any siblings as a child, which may be shocking to you. "But Lincoln," you may say. "Don't you have 10 sisters?" More on that later, but no sisters or brothers. Anyway, I, however, had an incredibly powerful imagination. I'm an artist, so I will draw from superheroes like from Batman or Spider-Man, to Garfield or the Ninja Turtles. Yes, I was a pretty cultured child back in the 90s.

One evening, before the 20th century came to a close, when I was 8 years old, I was watching the Nickelodeon channel with my stuffed rabbit I called Bun-Bun when a certain cartoon premiered on TV.

Are you ready, kids?

Aye-Aye, captain!

I can't hear you.

Aye-Aye, captain!

OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

SpongeBob SquarePants!

Absorbent and yellow and porous is he?

SpongeBob SquarePants!

If nautical nonsense be something you wish,

SpongeBob SquarePants!

Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish!

SpongeBob SquarePants!

Ready?

SpongeBob SquarePants!

That was the theme song that stood out in my head. So did my parents. SpongeBob SquarePants. The cartoon that has been airing on TV for nearly 25 years by the time I'm writing this. Now saying that it's nearly 25 years old just makes me feel old. That cartoon inspired me to be who I wanted to be. A person who works for film and television.

So my mission to become a filmmaker was born. I starred in multiple school plays during my school years as an actor and set designer, filmed my friends' escapades, wrote some stories, and edited a few videos. I read a lot of books and watched programs about filmmakers and actors, and learned that these people who want to be in or make films and television shows go to California. Most specifically, Hollywood.

So when I went to the University of Southern California in 2006 since Toons matured more quickly than humans. They gave me a bachelor's degree in film. After that, I helped out in other programs that aired in the early 2010s, like Regular Show, Scooby-Doo: Mystery Incorporated, and The Cat in the Hat Knows a Lot About That! Most of the time, I was a coffee boy and other times a cameraman, but I really wanted to have a show of my own.

Something worth mentioning is that I am now an adult yet I still look like a kid. The only difference is some hints of growing hairs on my face, but I shave, mind you. I also wear a green jacket over an orange and white T-shirt. I also wear navy blue jeans and white shoes. The only things that didn't change about me is that I still have the white hair and the sometimes annoying turkey tail.

I now live in a Los Angeles neighborhood near Hollywood. All I needed now was someone to offer me a role.

….

One spring morning in 2012, I woke up refreshed for the day ahead. I did what any normal person would do in the mornings. Brushing my teeth, combing my hair, feeding my pet tuxedo cat named Stella, drinking some coffee, making my breakfast of bacon and eggs, and reading the newspaper while eating my bacon and eggs. And then I decided to take a walk to stretch my legs.

As I walked, I saw a lot of familiar faces. The Banana Splits, the stars of their old Hanna-Barbera show from the 60s and their soft reboot in 2008, were taking care of their yard, with Fleegle the Beagle getting the mail and it just flew all over the place. I snickered at their antics. They do drive me bananas.

Next, I saw Spot Helperman from Teacher's Pet checking his own mailbox. I decided to talk to the guy.

"No offers for you, huh?" I asked.

"Nope," answered Spot. "Ever since my show got canceled, I have just been hitting the dirt. However, I still believe I will get another chance."

"I'm sure Disney will give you another chance," I told him. "Sure, your movie bombed but that doesn't mean your life is bombed."

Then we heard coughing. It was Coconut Fred from Coconut Fred's Fruit Salad Island, the show that got canceled after one and a fourth seasons.

"Yeah, you tell him, young Lincoln," he coughed. "I don't believe my life is bombed either."

"Yes, Coconut Fred!" I called. "That's the spirit."

"And that audience will like me for who I am too," he grinned. "Not like last time, when my voice coach said my show is just a SpongeBob knock off and WB just shut it all down. But I am willing for another chance. I mean, you just help out with other programs I don't really care about, but that doesn't mean you don't care. If they give you enough money, they give you enough money."

"Sure," I said. "I mean, it is the 2010s, and everything is changing. Animated movies nowadays are switching to CGI, but I have hope that 2D films will continue to shine. Who needs a film to look realistic when it can feel realistic?"

"Ooh!" said a voice. It was Cat from CatDog. "They're having a Toon party at the Santa Monica State Park! You three should come!"

I looked at Cat. Dog was not conjoined with him like in the show.

"That's awesome, Cat, but where's Dog?" I asked.

"That obnoxious son of a literal bitch?" Cat replied, annoyed. "He just had to go on his own spy show. He had been connected with me for far too long. Doesn't help that that stupid sponge just had to have all the fame from Nickelodeon studios. It stinks!"

"But he still kept Nick going," I told him. "But I did like your show too when I was younger."

Cat's expression changed from annoyed to happy. "Thanks, Mr. Loud. I really needed that. You know, with an attitude like yours, you are destined to have a show."

"Thanks for that, Cat," I said. "Even though, honestly, I feel a bit weird not seeing you with Dog."

"I've been getting that comment for 7 years straight," Cat explained. "I honestly miss the guy. He and I were such a good duo. Don't ask how we went to the bathroom."

"Wasn't going to," I said. Then I checked my watch. "Ooh. I gotta get going on my walk. Gotta stay in shape after all, otherwise I'll die."

"Toons don't die, Lincoln," said Coconut Fred.

"Still need some exercise," I told the hated coconut. "Well, see ya later, guys!" I walked off.

I checked the invitation. July 5, 2012. Sounds good to me. I then decided to get some entertainment beyond my TV, so I walked all the way to a local performing arts and restaurant.

It was crowded with humans and toons alike. I was offered a table and sat down. Powerline from A Goofy Movie had just finished a song. The audience cheered as he walked off the stage. That made me glad I live in L.A. with all of these stars. A Goofy Movie was one of my favorite films growing up. Then someone tapped my shoulder. It was my waiter, but it is also one of the world's first cartoon stars, Felix the Cat.

"Felix the Cat?" I asked.

"That's right!" the toon black and white cat smiled. "You really know you're toon celebs. What's your name?"

"L-L-L-Lincoln L-L-L-Loud?" I shivered, but unfortunately, Felix noticed.

"No need to get nervous, kid," Felix comforted me. "I may be a famous cartoon star, but I'm still a being. Big fan, huh?"

"Y-Y-Yeah," I said, then straightened up. "So what are you doing here serving customers instead of acting?"

"Work's been slow since Felix the Cat Saves Christmas in 2004, but I still got it, bud," he patted my back. "So can we start with a drink?"

"I'll take water with ice, please?" I asked. Felix smiled as he wrote down my drink menu.

"Water," he murmured. "Got it. Be back in a jiff!" He started to walk off.

"Coming up next, The Moon Goats!" the announcer said.

"Ooooh!" Felix cheered. "They're my favorite bands up here besides Alvin and the Chipmunks!"

"Why?" I asked.

"You'll see," said Felix as the curtains opened.