I don't own The Loud House.

I guess most of you like this story because we ended up getting ten reviews almost right away. If this keeps up then I'll have the whole story posted by the end of February haha. This chapter is a continuation of the last, as you'll see. The following days will be almost split into a day for each 2 chapters. It was a bit of a challenge to see how I would write this story with only 7 days to work with but I think I did a good job.

Also, I want to add something that I forgot to mention in the last chapter in my excitement to posting the story. I got help with coming up with the title to this story from Siege. As you all may know by now he's a buddy of mine and we bounce ideas off of one another. So if you like my stuff please go check out his stories as well. He's got several one shots that you can read that are great as well as long fics that he's been working on. And if by some miracle you haven't checked out Aces Wild, I highly recommend that you read that.

Now enough rambling from me. Enjoy.

Terms of A Dress

Chapter 2

After having a quick tour of the Loud House, Lincoln had taken her outside for a walk so that she could see part of the neighborhood. Normally, she would've been thrilled to go outside and do something, even walk, but she was still dressed in that stupid dress that Ronnie and Sid made her wear. She felt very self conscious about her appearance because she didn't do girly. She was a tomboy and she felt comfortable like that. But it wasn't like she was forced into doing this, no, Nikki was doing this because she lost a stupid bet. And the terms of the bet were humiliation instead of money. Nikki sighed, she should've gone with the money.

It was a nice sunny day and there was a gentle breeze that blew in cool air to refresh them. It was nothing like in the city where in the wind seemed to be a hurry to get somewhere. And she was enjoying just talking with Lincoln, laughing at his corny jokes, and teasing him for being a dork. Nikki had only hung out with Lincoln a few times when he would come to visit the city to see Ronnie Anne. And she instantly felt drawn to the white haired boy. She didn't know why but she liked him a lot and that was before she got to know him. She talked to him some more and she realized much to her dismay that she had begun to crush on him hard. And for some dumb reason she confided in Ronnie and Sid about her crush on him.

At first, she thought that Ronnie Anne would skin her alive but thankfully she was cool with it. She and Lincoln had dated, or at least tried to, back in the day but they were just friends now. And Sid said that she had a little crush on him but that the distance was too much for her. So Nikki was pretty much given the green light to date him but there was a problem, they lived 3 hours apart. So Nikki had pretty much given up on the idea of ever dating Lincoln, much less getting a chance to confess her feelings to him. But now because of a bet she had a chance to tell him how she felt. And she was hundred percent sure that Ronnie Anne had planned it that way. That bitch.

Still, Nikki felt compelled to at least thank the hispanic tomboy, begrudgingly at least. If it weren't for that stupid bet, she wouldn't be staying at his house for a whole week. Though she wished she could've done it in her own clothes at least! All of the clothes that they packed for her were very girly and so totally not her. She didn't even know how to wear a skirt!

It was nearing 5 in the afternoon when they came to a stop by the nearby park. Lincoln had bought her a flippy, which he swore up and down were a million times better than icees. But she knew the truth, they were the same shit just called a different name.

They were sitting down on a bench under the shade of a tree and Lincoln was telling her about the time that Lynn, his 5th oldest sister, wrestled him to the ground and managed to hogtie him with the help of Lana, his fourth youngest sister.

"And then they left me in the mud while they went to grab a soda." Lincoln said, laughing at the memory. "It wouldn't have been as funny if I didn't know how to break free from things like that."

Nikki laughed. "Dude, that's bullshit. No way you can escape being tied up like that. What are you, houdini now?"

"I swear I can. My sister Luan showed me the basics of how to break free. She's good at things like that." Lincoln told her. "If you want I can give you a demonstration later on. Lynn would only be too happy to hogtie me again."

"That's crazy man. You getting done in like that by your sisters." Nikki sighed. "It sure sounds like a lot of fun, living with all those sisters."

"It is." Lincoln answered truthfully. "We're a big family and sometimes there isn't a lot of money to buy expensive things like video games or computers so a lot of the time we make our own fun. But it's not always easy, we can also get on each other's nerves as well."

"Dude, I can imagine. Ten girls living together...how do you survive when they're on the rag?" Nikki asked, looking at him in wonder.

"On the rag?" Lincoln asked, raising his right eyebrow in confusion.

"You know...their periods?" Nikki clarified.

Nikki was a naturally blunt person. She tended to speak her mind no matter who it was and it had gotten her in trouble more than a few times. She also didn't shy away from embarrassing topics if she was curious about something. Like right now for instance, she just had to know how he did it to survive that unbalanced hormonal minefield.

"Oh." Lincoln blushed as he understood what she meant. He looked down at his lap before glancing in her direction. "I have a system."

"Dude, snow top, you gotta give me details man." Nikki said, throwing her hands in front of her. "You can't leave me hanging like this!"

"Why do you want to know? Don't you have...those as well?" Lincoln asked, his face still slightly red from their discussion.

"Of course I have periods, dude, I'm a girl." Nikki said, brushing her hair out of her face. "But like, you live with ten of them and like half of them go on theirs at the sametime, probably. Am I right?"

Lincoln sighed. "If I tell you, can we please change the subject?"

"Totally, dude." Nikki nodded.

"Each of my sisters have certain moods that they switch to when it's their time. And I know who to avoid and when to avoid them. I also have little care packages set up for each of them with everything they like. Chocolates, gatorade, several different kinds of magazines, etc. each one is personalized for them and it helps them get through it." Lincoln explained. He then looked up at the leaves above them. "They really appreciate what I do for them and it's nice that I can help them, even if only a little bit."

As Nikki listened to him speak, she couldn't help but feel like maybe Lincoln was too good to be real. He was like a fucking saint or something. Did he ever do anything wrong? She didn't have any siblings but she was having a hard time imagining doing even half the things he's done for his siblings. It sounded exhausting if she was being honest. Incredibly sweet but fucking exhausting.

"Dude...have you gotten a stiffy while wrestling Lynn?" Nikki asked. She wanted to know if he even felt like that towards girls considering how noble he was. If she didn't know any better she would think that she was speaking to the freaking pope!

"W-What!" Lincoln jumped in his seat, startled by her question. "W-What kind of question is that?"

"Relax, snow white, I just want to know if you've ever had a boner before." Nikki said as she leaned back against the bench. "It's not like I asked if you've seen your sisters naked or something."

Lincoln's expression changed from surprised to guilty and embarrassed.

"Oh my god, you have to tell me what happened now!" Nikki said, leaning towards him.

"There's not much to tell. There's 11 of us running around at all hours of the day. Sometimes we just forget to knock or lock a door behind us." Lincoln explained. "I've seen all of them just like they've all seen me. It happens."

"Oh...I thought it might have been something else like you secretly hid in their closet or something and watched them change." Nikki said, sounding somewhat bummed out.

"What kind of person do you think I am?" Lincoln asked her, feeling slightly offended.

"I think you're too good to be true, Frosty." Nikki said without thinking. "You're practically perfect, it's like I'm speaking to Jesus fucking christ!"

This made Lincoln laugh. "You think I'm perfect?"

"Lincoln," Nikki said using his name in a rare form of seriousness. "You're the only boy among ten girls, you're not the oldest yet you act like it, you're not a girl yet you're sensitive to their needs, and you are so selfless that I honestly have a hard time believing you're real." Without thinking she reached out and cupped his cheek. "I'm afraid that if I reach out and touch you that my hand is going to just pass right through you."

"But I am real." Lincoln reached up and placed his hand on top of hers. He stared into her blue eyes and he tried to search them for answers. For a moment they just sat there until he noticed Nikki suddenly turn red and her eyes widened.

"A-Anyways, Silvervale, h-how's about you tell me about the bad things that you've done?" Nikki said, pulling her hand back and trying her best to not seem embarrassed.

With a smile, Lincoln told her some of his less flattering stories about his misadventures including the video about himself kissing the balloon with Cristina's picture on it.

"Dude, no fucking way you did that!" Nikki said as she tried not to laugh.

"It's true. The video is still up on youtube." Lincoln took out his phone and after a moment he handed it to her and let her watch.

And Nikki almost died laughing. She was clutching her sides, desperately inhaling air only to expel it once more as she laughed and laughed and laughed. Normally he would have probably been bothered by someone laughing at him like that but strangely enough he found himself enjoying the sound of her laugh. It wasn't very graceful or musical, in fact she tended to snort when she laughed. But still he enjoyed the sound that she made.

Eventually she calmed down enough to be able to talk and she turned to look at him. "Oh man, John Snow, that was bad. Why would you do that?" She asked him.

Lincoln shrugged. "I told you, my sisters were upset with me and I wanted to make it up to them."

"This is why I think that you're too good to be true because I would never do something like that if it meant I'd be a laughing stock instead." Nikki said. She replayed the video and stopped at the part where he kissed the balloon. "Who's this chick anyways?"

"That's Cristina..." Lincoln said, his tone somewhat subdued.

Noticing the shift in his mood, Nikki knew that something bad must've happened. "Did she see the video?"

"Everyone at school saw it." Lincoln sighed. "She was my first crush but I didn't have the nerve to talk to her. So I practiced..."

"What did she do?" Nikki asked. "I mean, after she saw the video?"

"Well, unfortunately, in saving my sisters from humiliation I ended up humiliating her instead. She was so creeped out by the video that she ended up transferring classes." Lincoln said.

"Do you still dig her?" Nikki asked, wondering if perhaps he still liked that girl.

"Nah..." Lincoln said with a wave of his hand. "I moved on not long after that. Or rather, someone moved on onto me."

"Let me guess, Santiago, right?" Nikki asked, grinning. She had heard all about how Ronnie Anne tried to get his attention and while she didn't approve of her methods, she did find some of them funny.

"Yup, Ronnie Anne began to bully me. I thought it was because of the video and that maybe Cristina was trying to get back at me but after some detective work with my buddy Clyde, we found Ronnie Anne to be the culprit." Lincoln said. "I tried to confront her, following some advice from my sisters, and let's just say that Ronnie Anne likes to talk with her fists." He mimed a fist crashing into his eye.

"Santiago told me that you two dated but she never gave me any of the dirty details." Nikki said as she leaned into and bumped his shoulder. "Did you two ever kiss?"

Lincoln blushed. "Yea, we kissed."

"Did you two do anything else?" She asked. She leaned more into him, hoping to get him to spill the beans. And as she did, she noticed that his blush seemed to get more intense. "You did, didn't you!"

Lincoln was having a hard time concentrating on Nikki's questions. As the taller girl leaned into him, the angle at which she twisted her body towards his gave him a very unique vantage point. In attempting to avoid her gaze, he glanced at her chest and he could see that Nikki was not wearing a bra. His face turned red and he could feel himself heat up from the sight. Turning away from her, he tried his best to control himself.

"N-Nikki...um...you're...um..." But he couldn't bring himself to say it so he pointed down towards her chest.

"What?" Nikki looked down, wondering what he was pointing at, and she saw that her dress hung loose enough that she was giving him a clear window to her bare chest. Like lightning, she reached up and clutched her dress closed, pulling away from him. Her face felt like it was on fire and she was just as red as him.

Neither spoke for a moment and it got awkward between them. But Nikki wasn't the type of person to usually let things like this continue. She would normally laugh when things like this happened, after all she had torn her pants on numerous occasions while skateboarding. But this time it was different because she was with the boy she was crushing on. Still, she didn't want to end things like this on the first day that they got to hang out together.

Looking for anything that she could see that would break the ice, she glanced down and grinned. "So you do like girls, huh?" She asked him, her face still red but she grinned playfully nonetheless.

"What do you mean?" Lincoln asked as he turned to look at her, confusion clear on his face.

"Your little friend is awake, Hi-Ho Silver." Nikki pointed down towards his lap.

Lincoln looked down and he saw that there was a noticeable bulge in his pants. With a cry, he jumped up from the bench and he turned his back towards her. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-" He began but he stopped when Nikki put a hand on his head.

"Don't worry about it, Linco, I'm flattered, really." Nikki said, patting his head. "At least I know that this stupid dress that Santiago and Chang put me in was worth it."

Lincoln tilted his head in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Nikki gestured at her dress. "These aren't my usual duds. I lost a bet to Santaigo and as a result I had to dress up like this when I came to see you." Her shoulders slumped as she hung her head and sighed. "I'm not much to look at so I had my doubts about playing dress up."

"I think you look very pretty." Lincoln said honestly.

Nikki looked up and saw the sincerity in his eyes. He really did think that she was pretty and a warmth spread throughout her chest that made her feel a joy that she hadn't before. Grinning, she playfully punched him in the shoulder. "Awe shucks, Snowbunny, you're gonna make me blush."

"Well, you do look cute when you blush." Lincoln admitted.

This time Nikki did blush for reals and she glared at him for pulling a fast one on her. "You know what, I take it back. This dress wasn't worth it."

Lincoln just chuckled as he watched her pout.

End of chapter.