A/N: Hey guys, I'm back with Chapter 15!

I really appreciate all the positive feedback I've been getting, so with that being said...let's get to basics.

I don't own The Loud House nor The Expendables whatsoever, they belong to their rightful owners.

Now let's get onto to the story, I shall see you...AT THE BOTTOM!

As Lincoln was putting on cologne, he heard a knock on the bathroom door. Curious to know who it was, he opened the door to see Tool standing outside with a caring smile.

"Heard you're going out with your lady friend, is that true?" He asked with his usual soft voice.

Lincoln didn't know if Lee or Toll Road told him, but one thing was for sure...it was getting embarrassing enough already as it is.

"Yes." Lincoln plainly said with his cheeks turning slightly pink. Tool just snickered and went to the kitchen to get a shot of whiskey, while Lincoln texted Bonnie to if she was ready.

Hey, I'm all good to go. Just let me know when you're ready and I'll be there. Lincoln texted her and waited on the couch for a reply.

The Duncan Residence

The Duncan sisters were out of options for what Bonnie should wear. They had gone through every outfit that involved a skirt, or jeans and possibly every single pair of clothing that would be good for the weather. "Well squirt, looks like you'll have to wear a plain buffalo flannel and pants because I've run out of options." The elder sister sighed as an idea struck Bonnie's head...a good one; indeed, it was a last resort option she had saved almost a year back.

"I got an idea! I've been saving this outfit for a special occasion." Bonnie exclaimed as she went into her closet and pulled out a box that contained a specific piece of clothing. She pulled the box towards her sister and it showed to be a short sleeved emerald green blouse.

"I think that works, Bonnie...now no funny business." Brooke said, while heading out the door, with a wink towards her sister as the redhead threw a ball of socks at her sister, blushing with anger and embarrassment.

All Bonnie could do was chuckle after a minute or so of being calm. She then put her blouse on and got all cleaned up before texting Lincoln back. She was extremely nervous about going on her first date, but she was ready and was also sure she would never get an opportunity this nice.

As Bonnie got her phone out, she was getting more and more nervous...it was a good nervous, but she was trying to push it away.

I'm ready to go. You and your caretaker can start heading my way. -Bonnie

Bonnie messaged Lincoln and she waited in the living room for a reply. So many thoughts were running through her head at that moment. She wasn't sure what to say on their date, she had to make sure not to say anything embarrassing about herself or Lincoln.

She was about to ask her mom for advice when she heard her phone go off. "We're on our way now." Lincoln texted back as Bonnie read it while failing to notice her mother coming in the room.

"Well, what are you all dressed up for, honeybun?" Mrs. Duncan asked sweetly as Bonnie blushed in shock. "Uh...I'm just going over to a friend's house for a bit." Bonnie said trying to avoid her mother going into her usual 'SMM or Southern Meddling Mode' as she liked to call it.

Mrs. Duncan raised her eyebrows in confusion, her daughter would never go over to her friends with clothes like that. When Brooke was her age, she had never gone out wearing stuff like that, unless it was a special occasion. Could her youngest daughter be going out on a date!

A big smile broke out on her mother's face; and at that moment, she knew it, she just knew that her daughter is going out on her first date!

"Oh Bonnie! Why didn't you tell me you're going out with a boy?" Mrs. Duncan squealed with excitement as she wen-t into her usual Southern Meddling Mode, which Bonnie didn't like whatsoever.

"Mom, stop it! It's not like an official date, I'm just going to get Fro-Yo down the street." Bonnie complained while she played with her red hair. Mrs. Duncan was now even more eager to find out the boy her daughter was going out on her first date with, so she couldn't hesitate to ask one bit.

"So...who's the lucky boy dating my beautiful angel?" Mrs. Duncan asked with such curiosity and...Was that a devil like grin on her face? Bonnie blushed deeply as she was now more embarrassed than ever.

"Like I said, it's just a little date at the frozen yogurt place up the street and...Lincoln asked me out." Bonnie finally spilled the beans as she heard her sister come in from out of nowhere and scream with their mother.

"I KNEW IT! SHE'S FINALLY GOING OUT!" The matriarch and eldest sister squealed with excitement as Bonnie just sat there on the couch waiting for their moment to end. "Why didn't you tell us that Lincoln had asked you out, sweetheart?" Mrs. Duncan asked as she beamed with excitement while Bonnie didn't answer, until her phone buzzed.

Bonnie, we're outside. -Lincoln

Lincoln texted her as she got up, while trying to ignore her sister and mother's crazy meddling. Bonnie didn't mind a bit of meddling from her sister or mother, but it really got annoying when they overdid it. She made it outside to see Lincoln waiting with Toll Road by their car; happy to see them, she walked up to Lincoln and hugged him.

"You ready?" Lincoln asked as they broke apart from the hug.

"Yep, I just went through my mom and sister meddling me from this whole thing." Bonnie explained as Lincoln knew what it was like to go through when his sisters did it to him about Ronnie Anne.

"Are you two going to talk all day or do you want me to drop you off at the frozen yogurt place?" Toll asked with a cheeky smile while both 11-year-olds blushed and got in the back.

After a minute of driving, Lincoln decided to compliment Bonnie's outfit, out of common courtesy. "You look nice in that blouse, Bonnie." Lincoln commented her as she blushed a bit to the compliment.

Toll looked in the rear-view mirror to the 11-year-olds talking and having a good time. It almost brought a tear to his eyes, he had always wanted to raise a child of his own; but if he dated at least once, it would always make him keep his employment a secret even more and his date would always be fleeting.

The two 5th graders just laughed and talked all the way to the Frozen Yogurt place down the road, as it was a beautiful day for Fro-Yo anyway since summer was approaching. Toll pulled into the parking lot and the two 5th graders got out to head into the shop.

"Now, I'll be back to pick you both up in an hour. You two have fun." Toll said pulling the car out of the parking lot. As the two watched Toll leave the Fro-Yo place, Lincoln stuck his arm out in a gentleman like gesture for Bonnie to wrap her arms in.

Lincoln held the door open for Bonnie, who was surprised...but went with it, and made their way to the counter, where they walked up to counter and ordered their yogurt.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The lady behind the counter asked as Bonnie and Lincoln began to ponder about what they wanted.

"Can I get a vanilla frozen yogurt with Oreos?" Bonnie asked the lady behind the counter as she waited for Lincoln to order his. "I'll take a chocolate vanilla swirl." Lincoln stated as the cash register had brought up their total, 5 dollars. So, Lincoln dug into his pocket and pulled out 6 dollars, just to be safe if there was tax.

The two got their Fro-Yo after a minute of waiting and went to a booth to eat their frozen treat to talk about life and all.

Tools Shop

While the two were on their date, everyone had gone to the shop to give an update on what they had got for Lincoln or his party preparations. The minibike that Barney ordered had finally arrived and was tucked away at his house, Caesar had got nice US Geography posters for Lincoln to hang in his room, Yang got a recipe for a cake that he had lying in his cookbook, Lee got the decorations and Gunner knew a pizza recipe his family used to make on rare occasions back in Sweden when he was little. Tool had got Lincoln three gift cards for GameStop that had 50 dollars on them, but Toll Road was still not at the shop yet.

"Anybody know where Toll Road is?" Barney asked as the guys shook their heads while milking their beers.

"I think he said was going to get a dog at the humane society for Lincoln as his present. I'm not sure what breed he's going to pick." Lee explained as the leader passed a picture around of what the minibike looked like.

"Barney that is one amazing looking bike for Lincoln's age. I think he'll love that thing to death." Caesar commented as he passed it on.

"Yep, that should hold up until he's able to drive a car." The Swede stated as everyone else nodded in agreement.

As everyone else glanced at the photo, drank a few beers, and talked mostly about useful and useless shit they either wanted or didn't want in their lives, Barney's phone rang.

The leader answered it and saw the number was...Toll's! "What's up Toll Road? The guys and I are at Tools waiting for you." Barney noted as they heard the man chuckle from the other side of the phone.

"Umm guys...I'm actually having trouble finding the right dog here at the humane society." Toll stated as Lee cackled out loud. "I fucking knew it! I knew you wouldn't be able to find the right breed!"

Barney was ready to knock Lee out, but he wasn't sure what breed Toll could get. Just as the demolition's expert was about to give up, Tool had an idea.

"Barney, pass me the phone, I know a breed of dog that'll be perfect for Lincoln." The Liaison stated as the veteran did so. Tool was now talking to Toll Road on the phone about what the perfect breed was for Lincoln to have as a pet, in fact...it was the best breed that could stand the weather in New Orleans.

The conversation had gone for a good solid ten minutes until Tool returned with a good look on his face. "Well, good news is I told him the perfect breed he should get, but the bad news is he's behind three people for the dog adopting line, so it should be another hour or so before he gets here, and I can put the dog in my room here until Lincoln's party." He finished while setting his hat on the counter by the chopper.

While the guys were discussing the party preparations, Toll Road was in line at the humane society.

New Orleans Humane Society

Toll was in line, irritated and behind three people. It was going to be at least a half hour before he would be able to look at the dogs and see if they had the dog that Tool recommended. It was extremely hard to focus on the task in hand due to kids pointing at the man and a few adults making a few comments about his abnormalities. Toll had been the butt of all jokes, but he had learned to push it all away due to that he couldn't solve his problems with a punch or two.

As the line got shorter, a woman who was around her mid 30's and dressed like she owned the place; she did. Her name was Kristy Vermillion, and she was going through her paperwork on her clipboard; but as soon as she saw Toll's face, she knew that his face was not a new one...it was and has been a recent face. She had seen that ear and some of his facial damages before, it was a couple times she had seen him outside on the street by the entrance in his car, with a confused look to see if he would enter the Humane Society; maybe he was looking for a dog before but didn't have the courage to take care of it properly. So why was he here now?

She walked up to him in the best way possible without being nervous. "Excuse me, are you willing to adopt a dog today, sir?" Kristy asked Toll, as the man turned to see the woman, obviously confused.

"Yes, I was wondering if you had a specific breed I'm looking for." Toll stated as Kristy nodded slightly.

"Well, I could help you with that, if you will kindly follow me." She replied as Toll followed the woman, while also trying not to stare at her ass swaying from side to side every now and then.

She led the demolitions expert to a room full of dogs from all sorts of breeds to colors and sizes: From German Shepherds, Border Collies, Bulldogs and to Rottweiler's. Toll scanned the room for the specific one he was looking for...then he saw it. A small black Australian Shepherd in a cage at the far end of the room. It looked almost a year old, maybe it was a year old but no older than that. Kristy noticed Toll staring at the cage where the Shepherd was in and stepped forward. "We just got her in the other day; the family wasn't able to keep her, so they brought her to us." She explained as Toll moved forward towards the cage slowly.

Toll just studied the dog like it was an experiment, it had black all over it with grey and white mixed in, she also had beautiful blue eyes and...does she have wolf in her? Oh, she was perfect, this dog was the perfect dog for Lincoln!

"What percentage do you think this'll be a good pet for my son?" Toll asked with the lie as the lady put on a cheerful smile.

"Well, this Aussie Shepherd is a mix between a Wolf as well. They are very playful with children, especially toddlers." Kristy explained as Toll started ruffling his fingers against the cage to get the dog's attention.

"I think this is the dog I want to adopt. Whatever paperwork it takes to adopt it, I'll fill out." Toll said as Kristy nodded slightly and stuck out her hand to introduce herself to the man.

"I'll get the paperwork ready, by the way, I never introduced myself: I'm Kristy Vermillion, I'm the owner here and you are?" Kristy introduced herself as Toll stood there, thinking of what his response should be. He was asking himself if he should say his real name or his nickname...it was going to be a bitch to decide. "Josh Kendrick, and it's nice to meet you, Kristy." Toll stated as he gave her his real birth name and returned the handshake, which none of the guys have ever heard his full name before, not even Caesar.

"Well Josh, I just have one question before we can go any further with the adoption process." Toll listened to her as they both took a seat down on the bench. "Have you been driving in a black Toyota Sedan, parking on the street by the entrance and just staring with a confused look on your face for the past 2 weeks?" She finished as Toll knew she caught him by the balls. It was true, for some time now, he had been waiting on the street outside the humane society wanting to get a dog, but the real reason was that Kristy had caught his eye and most importantly...she stole his heart. He was embarrassed to admit it, but goddamnit it was true, who knew a woman this beautiful could steal a tough guy's heart!

"Yes, I have. I was just nervous about coming in here to pick out a dog, but if I said the wrong thing, it wouldn't end well on my part." The man explained as Kristy was caught by surprise.

The whole thing with Toll Road and his APD did get to him in the past, but it had gone down a bit so it wasn't as severe. "I understand, there may be some problems with whatever you're struggling with...no offense." Kristy said apologetically as the man waved her off softly.

"Its fine, I'm glad I was finally able to come in and pick out the dog I want to get for my kid's 12th birthday." Toll said with a smile as the woman just giggled.

"Well, why don't I get you the paperwork so I can set you on your way, Josh." Kristy replied as she led him into the office next door to fill the forms out.

Sometime later, Toll Road (or Josh Kendrick) was walking out of the humane society with his and Lincoln's' (mostly Lincoln's) new puppy. Kristy said that the puppy was not aggressive whatsoever but needed to house broken and given a bath. He placed the cage with the shepherd pup that was inside behind his seat.

"You'll make a perfect pet for Lincoln and me. But I don't know what to call you…" Toll stated while softly ruffling his fingers against the cage so the Aussie could lick them. "...eh I'll work it out later." Afterwards he put the car in gear and made his way towards the shop.

Back with Lincoln

Lincoln and Bonnie were laughing along to their conversation which involved all sorts of experiences that were embarrassing or only plain ridiculous. Bonnie was pleased to hear all the good things that happened to Lincoln but was still angry that he had to go through all of what he had told her the other day.

They had finished their frozen yogurt a while ago and were just blowing time until Toll got back, so it was just the perfect opportunity for the two to like each other more and more. Bonnie also had a little secret that she wanted to tell Lincoln, but she didn't know how he would take it. "Lincoln, I have something to tell you." Bonnie said as Lincoln looked at her with concern.

"I never told you this but...I know martial arts as well." The redhead explained as Lincoln looked shocked to what he had just heard. If Bonnie knew martial arts, why didn't she use them on Arthur in the past?

"Really? You know martial arts? You don't look like the type to take martial arts...no offense." Lincoln admitted as the redhead just giggled while flicking his cowlick. "It's ok. But yeah, I started taking Shotokan Karate and Judo when I was 6. But I never really used it that much since my parents were right by my side to prevent any mishap...just like with Arthur." She finished as Lincoln put hand on her shoulder softly, showing that he cared.

"What belts are you?" Lincoln asked curiously.

"I'm a Black belt in Karate and black belt in Judo. My parents wanted me to take martial arts just in case I needed to defend myself. So, I trained at the best dojo my parents could find, and to this day it's been getting better and better; because more and more kids are joining every couple of months." Bonnie explained as Lincoln was gob smacked. Just then, the owner of the frozen yogurt place came up to them and had a concerned look on his face. "I don't mean to interrupt your little date, but we are going to be cleaning the place and closing up for the day." The owner stated as Lincoln and Bonnie nodded softly towards the man and made their way towards the exit.

As Lincoln opened the door for Bonnie, he was about to pull out his phone to text Toll when he heard a girl's voice bellow.

"BONNIE! IS THAT YOU?!" The voice shrieked as both Lincoln and Bonnie turned to see an African American girl, who had dreads that were half neat and half kind of messy, she wore a white tank top and a purple t-shirt over it, black jeans and blue converse.

"Hey Chloe! It's me alright, how ya been!" Bonnie replied as they both hugged. "I've been alright, just watching my brother go crazy around the hou-who's the white boy you got with you?" Chloe said as Bonnie playfully smacked her on the arm.

"This is Lincoln, a friend of mine, and the new kid at school. He just wanted to take me out for some Fro-Yo." Bonnie explained as Chloe's eyebrows raised for a split second, before easing with a plain smile. "Well, I never expected you to be going out with a cutie like him. But what can you do? At least you scored a good one...am I right?" Chloe pointed out at she was delivered a punch to the arm by her redheaded friend, who was obviously angry.

"We aren't a 'thing' yet. Now quit it Chloe." Bonnie spat as Lincoln placed a hand on her shoulder. "Toll said he's on his way. So why don't we just wait here until he gets here." Lincoln said softly as Bonnie smiled softly and nodded.

Chloe obviously thought he was perfect for Bonnie and decided to leave them for now. "Anyway girl, I'll see you at school tomorrow, so we can talk about this." Chloe said while walking away.

The two sat on the curb just waiting for Toll to arrive, when Bonnie cleared her throat, loud enough for Lincoln to hear. "I also have something else to tell you."

Lincoln gave her a look that told her that he was listening. "I'm also kind of a tomboy that loves airsoft and I will only get dirty from that and only that, if it goes near the mud, of course." Bonnie confessed as Lincoln just sat there with his mouth opened wide enough for a family of flies to have a meeting in.

"Y..You like airsoft and getting dirty to a minimum?" Lincoln asked as Bonnie looked down with shame. The young hacker lifted her chin up softly with his fingers and moved a strand of red hair out of her eyes. Bonnie flashed a small grin the kind gesture that Lincoln was showing, but she was not looking forward to telling her sister or mother how good the date went.

"Maybe...we can go play airsoft for our four-day weekend coming up." The redhead suggested as the two put their foreheads together, while Lincoln flashed his good old goofy grin. "Hopefully, I'll be back before it-" Lincoln was cut off by a car horn beeping, turning out to be Toll Road pulling up and cockblocking the young merc once more. "-ends. I seriously hate it when we get interrupted while in the middle of conversations." Lincoln finished as the two got up and headed towards the car, Bonnie giggling along the way.

The two got in and got settled in, but when Bonnie was texting her mother, Lincoln looked at Toll in the mirror and saw him smiling. Lincoln shot him a look that said, 'You really love doing this to me don't you'.

Toll drove back towards the neighborhood so he could drop Bonnie off for the night, while Lincoln and said girl were just relaxing in the back seat. The drive was quiet, the man had the window down and felt the upcoming warm air hitting his 'queer' ear, it felt nice since New Orleans wasn't the hottest place in the south, but it did get warm here.

Toll pulled up the Bonnies house and saw that her mother was waiting for her outside, obviously waiting to use her 'SMM' again. "Bonnie, you're home." Toll said while nudging her softly, catching the girl's attention.

"Thanks again Mr. Road for taking us. And thank you Lincoln, for taking me out for Fro-Yo." Bonnie said while flicking his cowlick, making him blush and smile simultaneously.

"Have a good night you two." Toll stated as Mrs. Duncan shot the man a wink. But before she could head inside with her daughter, Toll whistled to get her attention. He mouthed 'call me later, it's urgent', Mrs. Duncan understood and nodded slowly before heading inside.

Then Toll drove back towards the house as Lincoln was still in his own little world of 'La-La' land, the man noticed Lincoln in his trance, so he just didn't wanna say anything.

The got home and Lincoln immediately realized that they were home and made a break to his bedroom, while Toll laughed out loud. As Lincoln made it back in his room, he was more and more into Bonnie within the minute, but it was getting harder and harder not to jump the gun and make a move too early.

Lincoln then looked toward the audience and whispered. "Hey, sorry I haven't talked to you in a while, it's been pretty hectic over the last week or close to it being two. But I'm back in school like nothing ever happened, making big money, working and hopefully...getting into a new relationship. Plus, I'm traveling the world in my employment, so it's actually great, I get to see the sights of every part of the world we're assigned to from either Bonaparte or a different contractor. I'm also glad that I'm seeing the bright and dark side to this business, because I get to help out the government and I also see what dangers are trying to harm the United States." Lincoln finished as he sat in his computer chair to watch Netflix on his computer later.

Outside the room, Toll was on the phone with Mrs. Duncan explaining Lincoln's party details on Thursday after school. "So, we're having the party over here as soon as he gets home from school. I already have what his birthday dinner is going to be, the decorations and the cake."

"Okay, I'll let the girls and my husband know so they can get him a card or something." The southern mom replied sweetly.

"Anyway, I gotta go for the evening. I'll see you tomorrow." Toll stated as he hung up quickly to avoid detection from Lincoln. But before he could head to kitchen to fix stuff for dinner, the man's phone rang once more, he recognized the number anywhere...it was Lincoln's principal!

"What could she want at this time of day?" The man asked himself under his breath as he answered the phone.

"Hello?" Toll asked towards the principal on the side.

Back inside the hacker's room, Lincoln was wearing his white t-shirt and shorts, completing a small workout routine that consisted of 15 push-ups, 20 reverse crunches and 30 climbers. Every muscle in his body was burning, not as bad as when he started working out with the guys, but it was burning.

Then as he was just finishing, he heard a knock at the door. Stopping to take a breather, he sat in his computer chair to see what was up.

"Come in." Lincoln stated as Toll walked in with a good smile on his face. Confused, the hacker just sat and waited to see what the man wanted.

"I got a call from your principal; now before you say anything, she was able to look at your grades from your school back home, and she is impressed. She wants you to graduate elementary school on time, maybe even early than expected." Toll explained as Lincoln's eyes were wide from the information, it sounded amazing.

"R...Really? I can graduate elementary school early?!" Lincoln exclaimed as Toll put one hand up, clearly showing he wasn't done explaining. "But, she wants to see if you can take a test; a seventy question test for social studies. Regular graduation for 5th graders is May 30th, but she wants you to see if you have what it takes to complete this test, so you can graduate with other students. Now, if you do take this test and score at least a 90% out of 100% or better, you'll graduate on May 16th." Toll finished as Lincoln lit up like New York City on New Year's Eve.

Lincoln didn't know he would get the chance to graduate elementary school early, it was 2 weeks early, but he wasn't complaining. "I'll do it. But I'll need to see what I need to study in social studies." Toll nodded to the hacker's acceptance of stepping up to the plate.

"Alright, I'll call your principal and let her know that you made the final decision." Toll replied as he got on the horn while leaving the room. Lincoln turned back towards the audience with a relaxing smile. "And now, I have an opportunity to take this important test in order to graduate early." He finished explaining while settling down for the day and do his homework.

"Who are you talking to?" Toll asked as Lincoln turned towards the man. "NOBODY!" Lincoln replied quickly and went to do his homework.

Next Morning

It was 6am sharp, and Toll Road was laying in his bed just thinking about how long it would be before the beans were spilled about his birth name. But he really did not care, even though he wanted to keep it secret for as long as he could, the demolitions expert could care less if the rest of the team knew. He wasn't going to lie, he was an unusual man with unusual problems; they weren't as bad as they were years ago, but pretty close.

He looked over at his digital click he had for some apparent reason, when he had a perfectly good Motorola Droid Turbo on the charger. The time read 6am; groaning, the man got up and went to go get in the shower for a new day. It was Lincoln's birthday tomorrow, so he wanted everything to be perfect, even though it wasn't with his family, the hacker could still call them on Skype. But who knows if he wanted to speak to them after the little rant he had, it was true, but he needed to get it out.

He got out fresh clothes for the day and went to get in the shower so maybe, just maybe, he could forget all his troubles. Toll turned on the shower and just stood under the shower head, while the water ran down his bare body. Grabbing a bottle of body wash, he squeezed a generous amount onto his hands and began to scrub.

After countless minutes of scrubbing, Toll rinsed the soap off his body and began to get ready for what the day had in store for him. He decided to make a good breakfast for him and Lincoln, since it was early out for the young Expendable; since he still wanted to gain muscle and keep his body in shape, but he felt like Lincoln should put on a pound of fat or two so it would match with muscle as well.

As Toll got his clothes on, he still had one thing on his mind: Kristy Vermillion. God, that woman was in his mind like it was permanently glued there. She was a gorgeous woman, but if he was even able to date such a woman, he would have to try even harder to keep his employment a secret. And that's just the tip of the iceberg, because Caesar would always make matters worse by bringing up that his ear was either a bag of courage or that he just got lucky.

Once he was dressed, he went to go wake up Lincoln. He walked into his room and couldn't help but chuckle audibly; Lincoln was spread out on his bed, not even under the covers at all. He put a hand on the 11-year-old's shoulder and began to wake him.

"Lincoln, time to wake up." Toll softly said as he saw the white-haired hacker's eyes open slowly. "Hmmm, morning Toll." Lincoln said in a groggy tone, obviously he was tired. "I know you're tired, but look on the bright side, every day is a new day." Toll stated in a calm voice as Lincoln looked up and giggled.

"Start getting ready while I make breakfast. Does bagels with cream cheese and fruit sound okay?" The man asked as Lincoln nodded while rubbing his eyes, trying to get the sleep out of it.

As the demolition's expert made his way out of the bedroom and out to the kitchen, he began to think if it was right for Lincoln to go on recon with Barney and Lee. He did strike Gunner, and Barney already made his decision, but it still felt like shit would hit the fan.

While Toll was making breakfast, Lincoln got his clean clothes out and went to start the day. "At least I don't have to wait in line for Lori to take 2 hours getting clean, Luna's singing or Lynn blowing the toilet up." Lincoln stated quietly to himself as he turned on the water. Whilst doing so, he took off his clothes and looked in the mirror; he had noticed his abs had started to develop more and more slowly, his arms were getting muscle on them and the fat around his face had begun to go away as well. He jumped in the shower and began to think if he could make other friends at school, but if he couldn't, it was worth a try.

As Lincoln showered, he began to think about the test he was going to take. It sounded amazing, but he wanted to ask his principal when he gets to school, just to make sure. He then ran a finger softly where his wound was, it was a bit swollen, but it was getting better.

After his shower, Lincoln was in his room slipping on blue compression shorts with a white t-shirt. Just as he was going to put his black jeans on, his phone was ringing.

"Who's calling me this early?" The hacker said confused as he picked up the phone.

"Hello?" Lincoln answered as he then heard a Swedish accent on the other side.

"Hey kid, sorry to call this early, but Toll said he needs me to pick you up a bit early since we need to show you around the guns and cleaning equipment." Gunner said as Lincoln knew it was the firearms stage he was entering.

"Okay Gunner. But can we work our way up from small weapons to large?" Lincoln asked the Swedish mercenary.

"Oh definitely. Anyway, it'll be around close to eleven or so." Gunner said as he was heard rummaging around in his bed.

"Gotcha. I gotta get ready for school so I'll see you then." Lincoln stated as he heard the man make a sound as if he was saying yes.

They hung up the phone and Lincoln finished getting his clothes on, which consisted of black jeans and his blue and black short sleeved buffalo. He then made his way to the kitchen where Toll had just set the table with their breakfast, and it looked incredible.

The table had cream cheese that was in many flavors; regular, strawberry, blueberry and many more. It also had two bowls of fruit from strawberries, bananas, pineapples, and mango as well as two glasses of orange juice. It looked like a breakfast from heaven, nothing like this would ever last in the Loud House. "Did Gunner call you about him picking you up from school early?" Toll asked as Lincoln nodded while sitting down at the table, getting his bagel with strawberry cream cheese and orange juice.

"Yeah, he did. He wanted to show me the weapon maintenance and how to keep the weapons in check and in good working order." Lincoln explained as the man got his juice and spread the blueberry cream cheese on his bagel.

"Now, just in case any kids give you trouble, there's this old military cadence we usually sing when we have a successful op. It goes like this…" Toll said as he began to sing the cadence to the 11-year-old.

Beware, Beware, Walk With Care

Careful What You Do

Or Mumbo Jumbo's Gonna Hoodoo You,

Mumbo Jumbo Is Gonna Hoodoo You,

Boom lay, Boom lay, Boom lay, Boom!

Lincoln was speechless to the words that Toll Road spoke, but it did seem to creep him out a bit. "Now, use that as a scare tactic so no one messes with you. But I don't want you to get in trouble either, so try not to use it unless you absolutely need to." Toll said as Lincoln nodded slowly.

"Now let's eat so we can swing by Tools place and hang for a bit." Toll said as Lincoln nodded and began to eat their healthy breakfast.

En Route to Tools

As the two were in the car, almost at Tools Shop, Lincoln kept repeating the song in his head. It had such more of a meaning than just being a regular old military cadence. Toll parked his car outside the shop and the two went inside to chill where the liaison had set up a lounge area that had a TV, couch, and a bean bag chair. Soft rock was playing in the speakers that Barney and Tool had hooked up a couple years ago, as well as the TV had the daily morning news on.

"Hey Tool! You here at all?!" The demolitions expert yelled as he saw the little elevator being coming down with said man and a hot blonde chick that had her breasts poking at her tight shirt and Daisy Duke shorts that looked like it was missing instead of 99%, it was missing about 99.5%.

"I'll see you same time tomorrow?" Tool said with a small smile as the country girl giggled as pecked the man's cheek. "Sure thing, baby." The girl replied as Tool spanked her left ass cheek playfully as she walked off. Then he noticed Toll Road and Lincoln watching the whole thing. Tool cleared his throat while getting off the elevator, he made his way towards his seat to smoke his pipe.

"Anyway, so what brings you both here this early in the morning?" The wild haired man asked as Toll and Lincoln sat down in chairs.

"Just here to chill for about half hour to forty-five minutes until I have to take him to school. Then Gunner is gonna pick him up around close to eleven so he can show him how to clean our guns." Toll said while pointing to Lincoln.

"Well hopefully Gunner won't go scaring the kids because of his size at the school." Tool explained in a safe term.

"He won't, trust me. He's clean, remember?" Toll stated as the liaison nodded. "Now Lincoln, why don't I show you the tattoo you'll be getting when you turn 17 and complete, you're first official field operation." Tool said as Lincoln sat his backpack down and made his way towards the stationary chopper that people sat on when getting inked.

"I got a picture of it just in case we need it. I always keep it here in my folder by the colors." Tool said as he pulled out the drawing of the black raven on top of a skull with the word 'Expendable' on a simple scrolling message you would see in the sky behind a small plane.

"That looks...awesome." Lincoln managed to push out as Tool put a hand on his shoulder and had a caring smile. "Now, there are 3 locations you can get this: your forearm, bicep or back. I'd prefer you get it on your forearm because it'll hurt less." Tool explained as Lincoln held the drawing with awe.

"We'll worry about that when the time comes, Tool." The demolitions expert said as he got out a deck of cards and began a game of solitaire while waiting for time to go by.

The Duncan Residence

Mrs. Duncan went to wake up her youngest daughter; since it was almost 7am and she needed to tell her about Lincoln's birthday party. She crept in her daughter's room to see both her oldest and youngest sleeping together in the bed. It was almost too cute not to disturb their slumber, but Bonnie needed to get up for school, and she also wanted to see the look on her daughter's face when she hears about Lincoln's birthday.

She made it over to her youngest daughter and began to gently stroke her red locks. "Bonnie, time to wake up." Lindsey sang softly while shaking her daughter simultaneously.

Bonnie's eyes began to creep open slowly, but she covered up quickly, so her mother didn't see the blush on her face when she saw her two daughters cuddling, like they used to when they were younger. "Mom, I'm too tired." Bonnie groaned as the blanket was pulled off her body. "Ok fine, stay home today, I guess. I just won't tell you that it's Lincoln's birthday tomorrow and that I was going to take you to get something for him." Lindsey said with a very evil grin, leaving Bonnie to immediately shoot up from her slumber.

"LINCOLN'S BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW?!" Bonnie yelled, waking Brooke in the process. Brooke slightly mumbled, wondering what the ruckus was all about.

"What's all the yelling for, huh squirt?" Brooke asked rubbing her eyes. "Mom just told me that Lincoln's birthday is tomorrow, and I need to get him something ni-" Bonnie was cut off due to getting a face full of pillow, thrown by her sister. "Will you quit shouting?" Brooke commanded in a stern tone but quiet tone.

"Sweetie, why don't we get Lincoln a discount card for Eagle Eye Airsoft. Since you told me that you and he are going there this 4-weekend starting Saturday." Lindsey said as Brooke raised her eyebrows cheekily, wanting to tease her younger sister again, but her mother gave her a look that told her not to start this early in the morning.

"I'll take you to get his present later after school. Now you get ready for school, young lady." Lindsey said as her youngest daughter got out of bed to get ready.

After 15 minutes, Bonnie was clean from her shower, wearing a nice t-shirt that had a Luke Bryan picture on it and wearing her usual jeans. She checked her backpack to see if she needed to restock on pencils, erasers, and whatnot as she was approached by her father, who looked very groggy with a cup of old black Joe in his hands.

"Morning buttercup." Jack said as Bonnie got the jug of orange juice from the fridge, totally ignoring her father. "I hear Lincoln took you out on a date last night." Jack continued as Bonnie stopped pouring her juice before it could overfill, leaving her in embarrassment.

"Yes daddy, he asked me out to get Fro-Yo yesterday. But I don't wanna be meddled about it either, I already have Mom and Brooke doing it and I don't want you to either, no offense dad." Bonnie finished as she drank her juice and gave her father a hug before heading out the door to her bus stop.

Later with Lincoln

Lincoln and Toll were on their way to the school, driving through the warm morning breeze. Toll and Tool had talked about Lincoln's party preparations while said hacker was checking his homework over to see if he missed anything, and they were also lucky the dog was sleeping when they got there, otherwise Toll's present would be ruined.

Lincoln had a question about the test he'd be able to take in a week; it was like weights on his shoulders that he couldn't take off. "Do you think I'd be able to pass the test, Toll?" Lincoln asked the demolitions expert. Toll looked at him with concern and put on a caring smile.

"If you study your ass off and put your mind to it, then it's possible." Toll said as they pulled in front of the school. They piled out and made their way towards the building, where Lincoln saw a group of at least 3 kids crowded by the door doing god knows what. Then as soon as they eyed Lincoln; they wanted to 'welcome' the new kid to the school, but they didn't expect Toll Road to with the hacker. They were immediately scared by the man's ear and face, because he did look like he killed people with his bare hands, even though he did kill Dan Paine with his fists in Vilena.

The boys scattered like mice as soon as they saw Toll put a stern face on, even Lincoln didn't notice. As soon as the two reached the principal's office, she was waiting for them, smiling with such charm. "Good morning, Lincoln. Joshua, I really appreciate you informing Lincoln of the test." Mrs. Roberts commented while Toll just smiled cheekily.

"No problem, I mean it'll be good for him to be working on some extra credit during the summer before he goes to middle school." Toll replied as he winked at Lincoln while the principal's back was turned.

"Anyway, I'm gonna head to my locker and hang around there until class starts." Lincoln said as he left the two adults to talk.

Royal Woods High School

Lori was at her school, in the classroom, getting her supplies ready for the day, of course. But she couldn't feel anything else but bad for Lincoln right now; having to deal with inmates preying upon him like he was a good-looking girl. Then she remembered all the things he had said, all the things that he had to go through, how the girls were immature and made Lincoln feel like he was an outsider for things in the Loud House by blaming him for things he didn't do as well as embarrassing him along that long road.

Lori's friend, Becky, walked into the classroom to get the day started. As she sat her backpack down on the desk, she saw the look on her friend's face; knowing her friends little brother in juvie was pretty bogus, she was still Lori's friend. He did turn Lori's sophisticated party into a fun one that had class along with style and character. Lincoln also made Becky laugh, so he was an alright little dude.

"You okay, Lori?" Becky asked as said blonde turned towards her friend in disgust.

"No, I'm not! My only brother is in juvie, called us out and now he has to spend his birthday alone." Lori ranted as Becky was taken back by her friend's attitude. She was just about to say something before Lori said something that made her whole day feel like it was getting the shit stomped out of.

"I hope he gets beat up and enjoys not having us call him for his birthday. Because right now, I could care less about that annoying twerp; we'll have less noise at the house." Lori scolded as Becky gasped audibly to what her friend had said. She was talking about her only brother, spending his birthday in juvie, alone. Becky ran towards Lori and pinned her against the wall with force; she was lucky there was no one else in the room, because it would get crazy.

Lori was surprised from her friend's insane behavior shot her a deadly look. "What's your deal Becky?!" The redhead just pushed the question away and gave Lori an angry look.

"Your sweet little brother is in juvie, and you don't even care! I always knew you were a bitch, now you just made it official." Becky spat coldly at the blonde, who couldn't find any words to reply with.

"How dare you talk to me like this! We've been friends for 3 years and now you're treating me like I'm nothing!" Lori replied as the redhead got off of her from the wall.

"I'm so glad I'm graduating early in a week, so I don't have to deal your shit. I'm also glad there's a university that accepted me in New Orleans, so I don't go to college with your ass! We are done being friends, Lori Loud!" Becky yelled as she got the final word and left the classroom in a huff.

Lori could not believe what just transpired; she had gotten into an argument with her good friend, almost gotten into a scuffle and now she lost her as a friend as well.

Back with Lincoln

Lincoln was at his locker, putting his books for class later on in it. As he was finishing, Bonnie was behind him, about to scare him when Lincoln knew automatically that she was there. He spun around 180 degrees and almost got into stance, which surprised the redhead.

"Whoa relax Lincoln, it's just me!" Bonnie giggled as she held up her hands in peace. Lincoln put on a smile and lowered his hands to talk to his friend/crush.

"So, what's today's lunch menu?" Lincoln asked as the redhead put her stuff in her own locker, thinking simultaneously. "I'm not sure, we'll ask when it's lunch time." Bonnie replied as she closed her locker and leaned against it.

"Can I ask you something?" Lincoln asked as Bonnie put on a look that said she was listening. "I'm all ears." She said sweetly.

"Do you know anyone that knows parkour; to get around the city faster?" Lincoln asked as he and Bonnie heard a voice.

"I can help you with that!" A voice came as another 11-year-old jumped out of the vents and landed on his feet with precise accuracy. He looked to be Native American but looked to be Cherokee. He was wearing grey henley with brown cargo shorts that went to his knees and blue converse. The boy also had long black hair in a ponytail that went to his shoulder blades, he also had a toned build on him, and hence why his arms had a bit of muscle on them.

"Really, you know someone?" Lincoln asked as the boy nodded while sticking his hand out.

"The name is Dakota Jones, and yes I do know someone that can help you get around 'The Big Easy' faster." Dakota introduced himself as Lincoln returned the handshake.

"I'm Lincoln Loud. What were you doing in the vents if I may ask?" Lincoln asked as Dakota looked up at the vent and back at the white haired 11-year-old while shrugging his shoulders.

"Anyway, this guy is top legit and has had some connections with his friends that are in the French Special Forces. He's been practicing ever since he was 12, now he's 25 and is in athletic shape." Dakota explained as Lincoln was super impressed that his new acquaintance knew someone like this. "Plus, he's been helping for 2 years, that's why I can do what I can to this day." Dakota threw in as well, making Lincoln liking him more and more as a good guy.

"Are we able to meet him sometime?" Lincoln asked the Native American as he smiled. "Well, not today because he's gonna be going to Los Angeles so he can visit family for a week. But after he gets back, we can totally go meet him." Dakota said as Lincoln nodded his head in acceptance.

"Guys, I hate to break this up, but we gotta get to class in a minute." Bonnie stepped in as the two boys laughed lightly and the trio all headed to their classes.

Later around Lunch Time

The cafeteria was full of students from 1st to 5th grade; the noise of the laughter and chatter echoed throughout the whole place. Lincoln was with Bonnie at a table eating chili cheese fries with corn and juice until a 5th grader who had blonde wavy hair and was wearing a blue tank top and grey cargo shorts with black running shoes sat next to the redhead. "Hey Bonnie, how ya been?" The boy asked as said girl kept eating her food, totally ignoring the boy.

"Are you still mad at me for breaking your airsoft rifle; I said I was sorry." The boy stated as Bonnie just scoffed and looked at him.

"Sorry doesn't cut it enough, Damien. That rifle cost me $390, plus it was my primary backup! Luckily, I was able to get a better one for the same price." Bonnie spat as Lincoln rubbed her hand softly to get her to calm down, which it did.

"Who's this guy? And it what is up with his hair?! Is he the gender bent version Snow White?" Damien asked numerous questions as Bonnie stepped in before Lincoln could.

"Okay, you are being such a drama queen Damien. Plus, that didn't make any sense, Snow White's hair is black, not white." Bonnie stated as they heard someone clear their throat. Almost everyone looked and gasped at the source of the noise. Lincoln and Bonnie also looked up, not in surprise, but mostly in relief. Damien wanted to know what everyone's problem was now.

"What's everyone freaking out-" He looked behind him to see a tall blonde giant, Gunner, glaring down at him. "-about?" Damien squeaked out as he attempted to get out of the giant's sight.

"Go. And you better leave Lincoln alone." Gunner sternly said with his Swedish accent kicking in. Damian nodded as he ran like he had fire ants in his ass.

Gunner softened his gaze and looked towards Lincoln, who was smiling like a British cheeky bastard. "Ready to go?" The giant asked as Lincoln nodded, gave Bonnie a goodbye hug and left alongside the chemical engineer to get his stuff from his locker.

At the Expendables Warehouse

Gunner pulled his 2013 Camaro up the warehouse and the two got out to work with the firearms. "Alright, we're gonna work with just handguns today, then we'll work out way up as we go along." The giant explained as Lincoln put his backpack down, ready to get to work.

Gunner got out a Beretta M9 so he could start out and show Lincoln how to assemble, disassemble and load properly. They spent mostly 15 minutes going through how to take off the slide of the gun from the rest of it just by a pin. It was going smoothly, until Lincoln wasn't able to push the push in all the way, hence why the slide wouldn't go back.

"Uh Gunner, can you help me?" Lincoln got the swede's attention as he showed his error.

"Yeah, let me show you a little trick. Next time it almost happens, make sure to put the tips of both thumbs on pin and push down, it'll go in every time." Gunner explained proudly, as there was no one to examine his brief glory, except Lincoln.

They finished working on the Beretta M9 and went to work on a Glock 22. It was a bit of a challenge for Lincoln because they went to work on the internal guts on the firearm.

Just as they were halfway, Toll's car pulled up alongside Gunner's. The man got out and was surprised to see Lincoln finally working on weapons. He made his way over to the two and sat down by them.

"So, how's it going you two?" Toll asked as Gunner pulled the slide back to see if it would jam or not.

"Going good. I picked him up from school and pretty much scared half the cafeteria with my appearance." Gunner chuckled as Lincoln rolled his eyes while smirking. Just then, Toll's phone started to ring, and the man went to answer it. It was Caesar, and he had exciting news.

"One second guys." Toll said as he went to talk to Caesar outside. "Anyway, since we're almost done, I wanted to ask you something about your life before you came to us." Gunner said as Lincoln raised his eyebrows to the sentence.

"Were there any good and happy moments with you and your family?" The Swede asked as Lincoln sighed, but nodded slowly.

"Yes, there was happy moments. But I just feel like there are worse than good. I always remember being cocky, arrogant and lazy where I didn't wanna do simple tasks sometimes or even be with my family because I just wanted alone time, plus I feared what they might say." Lincoln explained as Gunner put on a caring look on his face and let all the information flow into his ears.

"Now I know I should've done things way differently to feel like I deserve to be there. Instead, I treat my family like there the bad ones which in some cases they are, but I do feel like some of the things I yelled at them for were my fault. That's why when Church and I were in the hotel room when I first came here, I promised to let my old self die and let my new self be born; no more cocky, arrogant, and lazy Lincoln Loud, from now on, there will be a persistent, logical and smart Lincoln Loud." The hacker finished his mini speech as Gunner pulled the young Expendable into a hug, making him blush of course.

"I have a plan that'll hopefully turn you into a nice gentleman for when you go back to your family, but I gotta run the idea by the others first. I also want to see if you can take yoga and acrobat classes to be more flexible; you might need it in combat as well." Gunner finished explaining as Lincoln had to accept the fact he would need to excellent shape for when his first actual mission came in 6 years.

"Hey Gunner!" Toll called, apparently, he was done with his phone call. "Yeah, what's up?" The tall swede replied as Toll came up to him and whispered in his ear, luckily Lincoln was wiping his hands clean of gun oil.

"Caesar found a nice car for Lincoln's 16th birthday present. I'm going to go help him file the paperwork, so all Lincoln has to do is get his license when the time is right." Toll whispered to Gunner looked surprised. Toll walked to his car and was heading to see Caesar, but not before honking and rolling down the window to catch Lincoln's attention.

"Gunner's gonna take you back to his house for a bit until I can pick you up later!" Toll hollered through his car as he drove off. Gunner was about to pack everything up and take Lincoln back to his house and hang out. "Can I ask you something, Gunner?" Lincoln said as the swede almost yanked out his custom Beretta from his back pocket, realizing it was only Lincoln.

"Sorry. Yeah, go ahead." The Swede replied as Lincoln gave him a serious look, which confused the man. "If I may ask; what was it like when you first joined the Expendables? And what was up with you and the drugs?" Lincoln asked as Gunner didn't expect this question at all.

"Well…uh...when I first joined, it was kind of crazy for me. I remember I used to get into trouble a lot when I was younger, before I joined the Swedish Special Forces. My mother wasn't a happy one to be honest, she didn't like it when I got into scuffles and arguments. Then I turned my life around the year before I enlisted. I was in the military until I was 24, then I kind of got into trouble again. After 15 more years of bullshit and trouble, I met Barney in a bar fight, and he admired my skills, so he offered me a place on his team; hence why I'm here today. Now for the drugs part, I got into it 6 months ago and was given many chances before Barney kicked me off the team after the Somalia job." Gunner explained as Lincoln stood wide eyed to what he had just explained.

"Let's head to my apartment and watch movies. I'm actually supposed to be waiting for my brother so him and I can go over his therapy sessions." Gunner said as Lincoln and him cleaned up and headed towards the swede's apartment.

The swede had thought about asking if Lincoln wanted to do community college when the time came; but he immediately dropped the idea due to it being too personal.

The drive was peaceful, and it was nice today as well. Gunner had thought what it would be like meeting Lincoln's family when the time came; learning all the bullshit that he went through really wanted to give the parents an earful.

Once they had got to the apartment, Gunner decided to show Lincoln some of his pictures of when the man was younger. He grabbed one of them which showed an 18-year-old Gunner Jensen; he was wearing a simple but light button-down shirt and cargo pants and he had long hair back then too.

"Wow, you kind of had my mom's long hairstyle going on." Lincoln commented as the Swede just chuckled and continued showing Lincoln his old photos.

While Gunner and Lincoln were looking at pictures, Toll had pulled up to Caesar's house where he was waiting in front of his garage, smiling wide. "All right, where's the car you got?" The demolitions expert asked as Caesar opened the garage and what stood there amazed the man. In the garage was a 1968 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500, in its original condition too!

Toll was speechless, he didn't know what to say. "Where did you get it?" It was all he could say as the black man just pocketed his hands and stepped towards his comrade. "I knew a guy who hooked me up with this. It's in my name for now, until Lincoln gets his permit, license and is able to get insurance plus all the other shit. I got it for 100 grand, all the work that needs to be done is put new air in the tires and fresh gas." Caesar explained as Toll smiled with his brother in arms and the two began putting fresh gas from a jerry can as well as new air for the tires.

Later that Day

Toll had picked up Lincoln at Gunners and made it back to the house for a workout routine of Leg Raises and Weighted Sit Ups. The plan was to work on Lincoln's muscles and raise his martial arts skills. Yang also had an old technique which could help Lincoln have super sharp senses, like he used when the Asian was in his younger days and in the military.

As Lincoln was in the workout room doing Leg Raises, Toll and Yang were in the kitchen, drinking a beer while talking about the Lincoln's party. "I pulled out a sponge cake recipe that my grandmother used to make me when I was incredibly young. So, I should be able to make it tonight and have it ready by tomorrow after Lincoln gets home from school." Yang said after cracking a second beer open, while Toll hadn't even finished his first.

"I never tried any sponge cakes in my life, so...I'll trust you for this." The queer eared man said as Yang put his hand on the taller man's shoulder in a trusting way. Right on time, Lincoln walked in the room in his workout clothes and drenched in sweat, wondering what the two men were talking about.

"Whatcha talking about? The hacker asked curiously, but before Toll could speak, the doorbell rang, and he went to answer it. When he opened the door, there was nothing but a rock that had a note tied to it. Raising an eyebrow, he read it and noticed it had Lincoln's name on it. "Hey Lincoln, come here." Toll commanded in a stern tone, which Lincoln did right away.

"This has your name on it." Toll said as he handed the note to the hacker. Lincoln took the note and read it aloud. "It says, 'I know where you live, and I will get you for what you did'. I think I know who wrote this." Lincoln said as Toll started to get angry as the young Expendable cut him off before he started to get even angrier. "But, I know it's not Arthur! Because I don't think he would try anything after our last encounter; plus, didn't Barney and you take him to his dad?" Lincoln asked as Toll calmed down and nodded.

"So…who do you think wrote it?" Toll asked as Lincoln thought for a moment before finally getting the answer. "I think it was this kid named 'Damien', who apparently broke Bonnie's expensive airsoft rifle and made her mad about it. So, I stepped in when it looked like she was about to blow up like the Hindenburg, then Damien was going off on me until Gunner popped in and scared him off. So...that's why he wants to get back at me, but we can't be sure until we're positive." Lincoln continued as Toll wasn't sure how to react to this, he possibly had another kid that wanted to hurt Lincoln; but he wasn't going to let it happen.

"Let's not worry about it now. We'll worry about it if it starts to get serious; let's figure out what to make for dinner." Toll replied as Lincoln nodded and went to take a shower. Yang had some stuff to do at home, so he had to leave and tend to those tasks, leaving Toll and Lincoln to themselves.

"You wanna just do grilled cheese sandwiches and call it good for the night?" Toll called out to the hacker while said 11-year-old poked his head out of the bathroom door, which was enough for Toll to confirm.

Barney's House

The leader was talking to Bonaparte on the phone about the upcoming mission in Romania. It just didn't make sense; they had taken down rival mercenaries before, so why these? What made these motherfuckers so special? He just had to wait and see what they were doing before taking them out. "I still don't get it, Bonaparte. Do you think these guys are looking for something or what?" Barney asked as he heard other man just sound like he was shrugging his shoulders.

"I don't know Barney. But I do have the team's coordinates though. This guy's name is Jose Delgado, and he has a nice scar going down his face, from his eye, over his nose for some apparent reason and down his cheek. He also has dirty black hair and has a gold front tooth, so he should stick out like a sore thumb." Bonaparte described the target as Barney pulled the photo from the files.

"Alright, what weapons do you think they'll be carrying?" Barney asked as he heard Bonaparte looking through his files he had. "Most likely AK-47's or M16's. But I'd take those custom rifles you got, just in case." Bonaparte explained as Barney nodded and rubbed his facial hair. He also had to restock at the warehouse, so no one would go run out of ammo or grenades during a gunfight. "I'll call you before we head to Romania, all right Bonaparte?" Barney said as he heard an 'mm hm' from the other side of the phone, then hung up.

Barney just couldn't put his finger on why the task would be so easy; all the team had to do was eliminate them for no reason, maybe it was competition? Who knows; the veteran would just have to wait and see for himself when they find this 'Jose Delgado'. He would worry about that on Friday night, because tomorrow was Lincoln's birthday; and he was going to give him a good party.

The Next Morning at Toll's

Today was Lincoln's 12th birthday. Which meant the guys would give him the best birthday he would ever have. Toll Road got up around 6am to wake Lincoln up; but first he would have to let Tool in since they arranged to surprise the hacker with his new dog/present. Toll went outside with his compression sleepwear on to meet the liaison; he pulled up in his truck and smiled at the demolition's expert, with the Aussie pup in the passenger seat.

"All right brother, you ready?" The wild haired man asked as Toll took the leash and nodded. They both went inside to Lincoln's room and made sure the dog was quiet and to not wake him up. Lincoln was curled up and facing them; so, Toll decided to let the Aussie wake the 11-year old up by surprise! They let her loose and made sure there wasn't any dirt on her paws, which there wasn't and let her lick Lincoln's face to try and wake him up for his special day.

She jumped up on the bed and began licking the hacker's face; which got him laughing. Toll and Tool began chuckling lightly as Lincoln began to wake up thanks to the puppy. Toll smiled and sat down in the computer chair to wish Lincoln a happy 12th birthday. "Happy Birthday, Lincoln." The demolitions expert stated as said 11-year-old looked surprised and sighed.

"I forgot it was my birthday. God I'm so stupid, but…why? Why even wake me up with a dog if I'm not family? I'm just the Expendables' hacker and your coworker." Lincoln explained as both men looked very shocked to his words. "Kid, just because you're working for Barney and working with us doesn't mean we're not gonna celebrate holidays and your special days with ya'." Tool stated as Lincoln looked at them with a tear in his eye; happy that the guys were there for him, no matter what.

"Is this dog..." Lincoln started to speak as Toll cut him off as politely as he could. "The dog is yours; well, ours for the house, mostly yours since it's your birthday present Toll."

Lincoln couldn't believe what he was hearing from Toll Road; he got him a dog for his birthday!

"Thanks Toll, I...I..." Lincoln couldn't finish his sentence because he started to cry tears of joy; while the demolitions expert wrapped him in a heartwarming but comforting hug to calm him down. Tool just smiled at the sweet scene as he began to pat Lincoln on the shoulder before giving him his present and departing.

"Here's your present from me to you." Lincoln accepted the present with wide eyes; he got 150 dollars' worth on 3 GameStop gift cards. Tool half saluted him with both his index and middle finger, and he set off back to squeeze in a couple more hours of sleep. "You want me to make you chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast?" Toll said as Lincoln almost began to drool on him; he loved chocolate whatsoever! Then his stomach grumbled while Toll chuckled to the sound.

"I'll take that as a 'yes', am I right?" Toll said as Lincoln had a lopsided grin, which was enough for Toll to understand.

"Okay, take a shower and get dressed while I get breakfast ready for the two of us." Toll said as he ruffled up the boy's hair and let the Aussie puppy outside to do her business. While Lincoln got his shower stuff ready, he began to wonder if he should call his mother to talk about what happened the other day. But for now…he would enjoy his shower, those delicious chocolate chip pancakes and the rest of his birthday. He was entering to be a preteen, so there would be changes on his body that he would have to control.

After his shower, Lincoln got into his compression shorts and began to apply deodorant while addressing the audience. "Well, today is the day I turn 12 years old. And here I thought the guys would forget my birthday and I wouldn't celebrate anything with them, but I thought wrong. Now I have a new dog, a chance at a new relationship with a very cute redhead, new job and it's my birthday...can life get any better!?" Lincoln exclaimed to himself as he heard a knock at the bathroom door. "Your breakfast is getting cold. And are you talking to yourself in there?" Toll pointed out as Lincoln blushed with embarrassment while he finished getting dressed so he could enjoy his birthday. Today was going to be a great day!

A/N: Sheesh, this took a long time.

Now, I have to address this; I wanna see what you guys think of me redoing this slightly with fixed grammar, rewritten errors, changed scenes and added info.

I shall see you guys in the next one…ADIOS AMIGOS!