Note, I don't own the loud house, all rights go to Viacom and Nickelodeon. I also don't own Spongebob, all rights go to Stephen Hillenber.

Summary!

Lynn Sr. is challenged to a cooking competition with King Jupiter, the Roman God of Lighting and king of the Gods.

Let's begin!

Chapter 14: Jupiter's Spatula

Prologue

Today was Sunday, May of 2018, Leni was due to Graduate just next month, Lynn Sr. was driving Lincoln in Vanzilla to his new restaurant. Recently, Sergei and his family had to return to Russia so he left his restaurant to Lynn Sr. After a couple of weeks, Lynn Sr. was about readdy to open up his new restaurant.

It was called Lynn's Place.

"We're here." Lynn Sr. said in excitement

Lincoln came out of Vanzilla and saw that Aloha Comrad has now turned into Lynn's palce, which was just a diner with a sign that said 'Lynn's Place!' on it.

"Well come on in." said Lynn Sr.

Father and Son then went in the restaurant. It looked like an average diner and it lacked pizazz. Just like the Krusty Krab.

"Sergie allowed me to use some of his dishes but my famous Lynnsagna is sill there." said Lynn Sr. 'We open in 1 week."

"It looks great dad but what about workers?" asked Lincoln.

Lynn Sr. then thought about it. Since Leni was still employed at Gus' Games and Grub and Lori graduated High School and moved in with Bobby in the city.

"Right, we need someone." said Lynn Sr. "But who is so desperate enough to work at a diner." Lincoln shrugged at this. "We need someone with no life, someone who takes minimum wage, someone who needs work so badly because she or he needs it to pay for something he or she wants. Someone who might be gay as well. But who?"

Just then Luna's girlfriend, Sam Sharp, came in.

"Hey Mr. Loud." said Sam. "I heard your new restaurant is opening soon. Well guess who needs a new job tom pay for a new guitar and necklace for mine and Luna anniversary?"

Lynn Sr. then thought about it for like 2 seconds. "Your hired."

Sam then did a victory dance. "Yeah!"

"Come on, I'll show you your new uniform," said Lynn's Sr. as he showed Sam her new uniform. "My future Daughter-in-law."

Lincoln then looked at his Job application and ripped it apart. He then sighed and went home crying.

One week later

The grand opening was a success, Lynn's Place was so busy and overbooked that he had to ask Rita and Luna for extra help for the night. Through out the entire week everyone was talking about Lynn's Place, Bruce Shroud's 80's restaurant from across the street look lame. Bruce was super mad.

We then see Lincoln and Lynn Sr. browsing through Fry Cook Museum making noises at every rare item they see.

"Behold the ultimate cooking utensil, the golden spatula!" said Lynn Sr.

In front of him was a golden Spatula said to be owned by King Jupiter. It was stuck inside a grease. Francisco tries to pull the spatula out and fails.

"Hey Dad, look what it says here." Lincoln then reads the plaque. "Many have tried to pull the spatula from this ancient grease but all have failed."

"Only a fry cook worthy of King Jupiter himself can wield..." continued Lynn Sr.

"...the golden spatula. Wow!" Lynn Sr. and Lincoln said in unison.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh! Take a picture of me and the spatula!" Lynn Sr. said as he runs up to the spatula and holds it. "Okay, I'm ready!"

Lincoln is about to take a picture until.

"Excuse me, do you know where the menu section is?" asked an old lady.

"Menu section? That's easy, it's over that way." Lynn Sr. says as he pulls the spatula out and gray clouds appear above him. "Uh-oh."

The old lady in a deep voice says "Holy smokes!" and runs away.

"Rude. Hey, the light changed." said Lincoln.

"Uhh, Lincoln..."

Just then a lightning bolts strike

"Hold on, almost there." said Lincoln as clouds open to a mysterious figure comes out that is known as...

King Jupiter appears. He wore a to toga with sandals. He has white hair, white beard, and was very muscular. He was basically Zeus from Greek mythology, but he's Jupiter, the Roman God of Lighting. He's totally different from Zeus. Okay no he's not.

"Yes, yes, at last! Someone worthy of being the royal fry cook. Who has freed the spatula from the grease?" asked King Jupiter.

"Uhh, I did, Mr. Jupiter, sir. Lynn Loud Sr.." said Lynn Sr.

"A fine jest, boy. You are but a lowly guy." said King Jupiter. Lynn Sr. goes droopy each time he is insulted. "Puny, insignificant, a commoner. Therefore you could never be fry cook to a god and this is why it is funny!" King Jupiter then laughs. "Now step aside as I seek out the true fry cook." King Jupiter then searches for the real spatula taker. "No, no. Mmm-hmm, you're too short, no..." soon comes up to a hot dog stand. "Ah!"

"But, but..." said Lynn Sr.

"A purveyor of foods." said King Jupiter as he chuckles. "Yes, you must be my new fry cook."

"Uhh, sorry, King Jupiter. I don't make them. I just sell them." said the Hot Dog Vendor.

"Then who pulled out the spatula?" asked King Jupiter.

"Uh, he did. " said the Hot Dog Vendor as he points to Lynn Sr.

King Neptune then laughs a second time. "It is even funnier a second time!" He then destroys the hot dog stand with fist. "You there, the one with the blue hat!" He said to Francisco.

"Who, me?" asked Francisco.

"You have the physique of Atlas!" said King Jupiter.

"Thanks, I work out." said Francisco.

King Neptune then laughs. "Make poses with me!"

"Okay!"

Both then proceed show off their muscles "Body slam!" they body slam each other.

"You pulled the spatula from the grease!" said King Jupiter

"Nope, that was Mr. Loud." said Francisco.

Lynn Loud Sr. then smiles.

King Neptune then gets a little peeved. "This joke has gone far enough! Where's my fry cook?" Everyone then runs except Lincoln. King Jupiter knew that Lincoln looked less likely to be a fry cook, but he did have better hair then Lynn Sr. "Certainly you with your prodigious girth would know who can flip a burger to suit a royal palate!" Lincoln, confused since his strength was only below that of a puppy, points to Lynn Sr. "What? Am I expected to believe this bald-ish man is royal fry cook material? I don't suppose you have any proof?" Lincoln then shows King Jupiter the photo he took of Lynn Sr. holding the spatula. "Ha! This thing is unfit to even scrub the royal tail fin! And besides, it's not just enough to pull a spatula from a greasy griddle. There are certain qualities that a royal fry cook must have."

"Like?" asked Lynn Sr.

"The royal fry cook must be, you know, left-handed." said King Jupiter

"Actually, I'm ambidextrous." Lynn Sr. says as he shows off his ambidextrous moves.

King Jupiter then snaps fingers."Also, the royal fry cook wears red underwear." Lynn Sr. then shows his red underwear. "No, blue." Lynn Sr. shows his blue underwear. "Uh, The royal fry cook's wallet contains..." Lynn S. takes out his wallet. "His big toes are..." Lynn Sr. gets ready to show something about his foot. "Uhh, he has six..."

Lincoln then contemptuously mocks Neptune. "He is the new royal fry cook and you..."

"Silence!" shouted King Jupiter as he zaps Lincoln.

"Is it hot in here or what?" asked Lincoln as he falls over.

Lynn Sr. then gasps. "Lincoln! You hurt my friend! You're not a king, you're a bully and a liar!"

King Jupiter then grabs Lynn Sr. "So, little one, you think you have what it takes to become my royal fry cook? I will prove your worthlessness. You shall be tested with a challenge!"

Lincoln ,faint, down below, mocks Neptune again. "Bring it on! my dad can handle any..." Lincoln gets zapped again. "Ouch."

"Your son's arrogance will cost you dearly. There will be two challenges." said King Jupiter.

Lincoln mocks Neptune again. "Only two? What are two challenges to someone like my dad, Lynn Sr.?" Lincoln gets zapped again.

"Three challenges!" proclaimed King Jupiter.

"Three?" Lincoln laughed contemptuously as he mocks Neptune with sarcasm. "Three challenges is nothing. Might as well make it 500 challenges!" Lincoln gets zapped again.

"Enough!" shouted King Jupiter as Lincoln gets zapped into a dust pile.

"He'll settle for one." said dust Lincoln.

"There will be but one challenge. You will face me in: The Ultimate Cook-Off!" said King Jupiter.

"I will accept your challenge if you fix my son." said Lynn Sr.

"Ah, yes, the white haired one. I shall restore him." said King Jupiter as Lincoln gets zapped to normal.

"Dad? Dad?!" Lincoln turns around as we see that his face is now on the bottom of his body above his legs. "Dad? Oh, there you are!"

"How you feeling?" asked Lynn Sr.

"Pretty good." said Lincoln "Say, have you gotten taller?"

"And now, see the fate that may lie ahead." King Jupiter then summons the clouds. "For if some minute chance you meet the challenge, your reward will be great." opens the clouds. "Behold!" King Jupiter shows Brian Stepanek taking a shower and he screams; Jupiter quickly closes the portal and blushes. "Hehe. Whoopsie! Now, behold!" He then opens the clouds again and shows the city of Olympus. "My beloved home of Olympus. A prize worthy of Apollo. You will reside here in this glorious palace, cook only for me, and be a god! The god of fry cook!"

"Hey, that sounds pretty good." said Lincoln.

But if you should not succeed, you must give up fry cooking forever!" said King Jupiter. "What do you say?'

"I'm ready." said Lynn Sr.

"Very well then. To the Jupite-dome!"

At the Jupite-dome.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Ultimate Cook-Off!" said Flip. Everyone cheers "All right, mates. First to a thousand lasagnas wins. Shake hands." King Jupiter and Lynn Sr. shake hands. Lynn Sr.'s arm turns red.

"May the best man win." said Lynn Sr.

"Go back to your corners and when the bell sounds, come out cooking!" said then talks to Lynn Sr. "Don't worry lad, I have total confidence in you."

Flip has a lot of money in his hands. "Put it all on Jupiter!"

"I'm not good enough to cook in Olympus, Lincoln. I should have never taken the challenge." said Lynn Sr.

"Don't give up on your dream, dad! People used to tell me: 'Lincoln, you'll never amount to anything. You'll always have your head in the clouds.' Well, just look at me now." said Lincoln. Just then bell dings. "Go get 'em, tiger!"

(Keep in mind, I don't know much about cooking Lasagnas so all this information is from online.)

King Jupiter starts making his Lasagnas and so does Lynn Sr.

King Jupiter makes his very quickly with help from citizens of Royal Woods and his magic. Lynn Sr. takes his time going through each important step to make sure his Lynn-sagna comes out right. King Jupiter summons large amounts of wheat from the ground and zaps them into noodles.

King Jupiter summons the sausages and beef, and summons the Vulcan, the God of crafting to slice them all. Lynn Sr. makes sure a tomato is perfectly aligned. He carefully slices the tomato with the golden spatula.

King Jupiter zaps the garlic, while Lynn Sr. rubs sticks to create a fire. King Jupiter uses magic to cook hundreds of noodles, beef, sausage, ad garlic. Lynn Sr. patiently waits for the meat to cook above the campfire.

King Jupiter uses magic to assemble the Lasagnas. King Jupiter laughs while the Lasagnas rain down. Lynn Sr. puts ketchup on two tomatoes to apply faces on them. He applies a cheese "blanket," kisses a tomatoe.

Lynn Sr. then starts reading a bedtime story to the tomatoes. "Once upon a time..."

King Jupiter still laughs, while the Lasagnas assemble in a square-based pyramid. Lynn Sr. puts the top finished Lynn-sagna on his one plate. "Perfect!"

In the end the score is King Jupiter: 1000 Lynn Sr.: 1

"I win!" cheered King Jupiter. Everyone then cheers but Lynn Sr. "Loser! Free Lasagnas for everyone!"

Everyone chews a bite out of the Lasagnas that King Jupiter made and they spit it out immediately. "Fools! Have you no taste buds? There's nothing wrong with these, they're delicious!." King Jupiter then sniffs one. "Ooh."

Everyone complains different complaints that King Jupiter needs to try one of his Lasagnas.

"You can eat it all,"

"come one!"

"Chew it!"

"Why don't you eat it?"

"Try it!"

"Eat it! Eat it!"

King Jupiter throws his Lasagna out. "Okay, mine's no good. But what makes you think his will be any better?" King Jupiter grabs a Lynn-sagna from Lynn Sr. "Give me that!" King Jupiter eats it and begins to like it. "Mmmm. Why it tastes so good, I think I'd like to try it a second time!" King Jupiter spits it out and eats it again; the crowd groans in disgust.

"So, uhh, what do you think?" asked Lynn Sr.

"Yours is superior. Therefore, I concede to you, Lynn Loud Sr., you win." said King Jupiter.

Everyone cheers.

Linoln and Lynn Sr both begin to dance "Yeah! We're going to Olympus! We're going to Olympus!"

King Jupiter then laughs.

"What's so funny?" asked Lynn Sr.

You, Lynn Sr." said King Jupiter. "That repulsive white haired freak in my palace? There's only room enough for one white haired man in my palace."

"You mean, my family can't come?" asked Lynn Sr.

"No, of course not." said King Jupiter.

"And my friends?" questioned Lynn Sr.

"Ah, the only friend you need, dear boy, is the royal grill." said King Jupiter

Lincoln is now crying and wiping his tears with a tissue. "It was nice knowing you, daddy!"

Flip walks up to Lynn Sr crying. "I know, Flip, I'll miss you too."

"I lost me bet!" said Flip in tears.

"Come Lynn Sr., grab your things! It's time to depart..." said King Jupiter as a 2-seater bike appears. "To Olympus!"He then rings the bell.

Lynn Sr. then begins to cry. "I... I... I don't wanna go!"

"It's too late now." said King Jupiter. "I can't live without your burgers. You're going to be a god and like it!" King Jupiter then zaps Lynn Sr. and he becomes a muscular god. But being the same size, he looks a little strange. "Maybe we do have a problem."

Lynn Sr, in a booming voice then says "Wait, Jupiter! I have another idea!"

Cut to Lincoln walking in 'Lynn's Place' still looking the same when King Jupiter changed him back to normal but with his face on the bottom.

"Good morning, Loud crew." boomed Lincoln

"Hi, Linky. What'll you have?" asked Sam. But do to Sam's beauty, Lincoln drools stupidly. Then Sam hears King Jupiter shout. "Can you excuse me, Linky?"

Sam then calls Lynn Sr. "Mr. Loud, our trainee is having trouble."

"I'm on it." said Lynn Sr.

We then see King Jupiter, in apron, in the kitchen trying to cook Lynn-sagna and failing.

"The accursed stove has burnt my finger. Feel thine own wrath, stove!" King Jupiter then uses his powers to zap the stove. "Haha!"

"What did I tell you about using your powers, trainee?" asked Lynn Sr.

King Jupiter Sighs. Embarrassedly puts arms behind his back. "Uh... Perfect Lynn-sagnas are made with love, not magic."

Fin!

Please note that this will be the last Loud House/Spongebob fanfict that I will be posting as a one shot. As of now, they will all go directly to 'Lincoln Orange shirt' I hope that clears it up okay. So please go favorite and read 'Lincoln Orangeshirt'.

Thanks for reading. Please leave a review. Until next time. This is Issac Flores, signing out.