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—Nicktoons Love in The Loud House—

Lincoln started to slowly wake up. "Ugh, my head… where am I?" He looked around and took in his surroundings. He was in a white hospital room, he looked outside the window and saw nothing but black outside. His sisters were sleeping on a couple benches. He felt something warm on his arm. He looked to his right and saw Lucy asleep, slowly waking up.

"Lincoln?" She said as she saw him staring at her, her face stained from tears. "Lincoln!"

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Lucy…what happened?" He said, his voice dry.

"You went into an epileptic shock." She explained.

"What? How?" He said, seeing Lynn stir.

"Linc?" She yawned.

She got up, and Luan fell over due to leaning on her. Causing said jokester to wake up.

"Huh wha?" Luan said, drool still coming from her mouth before wiping it.

"You alright Lu?" Lynn asked.

"What's goin' on?" She said, clearly half-awake.

"Lincoln's awake!"

This got Luan fully awake. She literally appeared next to his bed in the blink of an eye.

"Lincoln you're okay!" Her speed even surprised Lucy.

"Hey Luan." He spoke with a smile as both she and Lynn wrapped their arms around him. Lucy gave a smile of her own and joined in on the hug.

"I'm glad you're okay." Lucy spoke as a lone tear slid down her face.

"So are we." Luan and Lynn said as Luna got up.

"Hey dudes, what's up?" She yawned.

"Lincoln, that what." Luan said jokingly. Luna gave a smile at her attempt to lighten the mood. The door opened to reveal a female doctor.

"Doctor Palmer?" Luan said.

"Good, you're awake."

"Doctor, what…happened to me?" He said.

"Well, you aren't in any immediate danger." She looked at her clipboard. "We've run some blood tests and it appears you've been diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes." She explained.

Lincoln paled. "By that look, I'm guessing you're not too keen on giving yourself shots. Or you've lost someone who had it." She spoke. She was right in both accounts; their grandmother had died because of it. Lincoln was in deep thought of the news he was just told.

"You will have to stay for a while so we can run more tests to see if there is anything else or something overlooked." She said before leaving the room.

Lincoln said nothing as he was still in shock. His parents… or rather, the Loud parents, probably never knew cause he was a baby and probably didn't show any signs, and if he did they just didn't notice.

'I can't believe this actually happened to me.' He thought with disdain, but he knew it could've been worse, he could've been dead or in a coma.

That's when he felt Lucy grasp his hand, her hidden eyes tearing up.

"It's okay, we'll get through this." She told him quietly, so that the others wouldn't here.

Ronnie-Anne is in a full body cast, pissed off. She was currently plotting her revenge.

"I'll get that Goth bitch back… and then Lincoln will be mine." She said, groaning in pain.

"Thanks Luce." He spoke with a smile, gently squeezing her hand.

Lisa was watching everything with a smile, she of course was smarter than everyone. And knew when not to ruin something, especially what they had.

So she just went back to sleep, along with a tired Lynn, Luan, and Luna. While Lucy just sat by Lincoln's side, both of the gradually falling asleep.

Lincoln found himself in a dark room. "Hello?" He said, his voice eternally echoing. The lights flickered around and it was his hospital room, but… not. The walls were stained with blood spatters, the bed was tossed and bloody, machines were broken and sparking.

He went to the door and found it was locked. He then heard evil laughing behind him.

"Who's there?"

He could tell it was a girl. He looked around and saw shadows surrounding the space around him.

"Lucy, is that you?" He asked walking closer.

The entire space around him was complete engulfed in darkness. He heard slicing behind him, followed by a heavy thud. He turned his head and nearly threw up at what he had seen. His parents were hanging upside down from hooks, Clyde had a hole in his chest, and Cristina was missing her head. The last one got to him the most. His sisters dead, all lying on the ground, including Lily. Their throats slit and a message carved into their faces…'You're mine'. He counted the bodies and only saw 9. The only one missing was… Lucy.

He heard the laughing again, he turned and saw Ronnie-Anne coated with blood, holding a large butcher knife, standing over the mutilated corpse of Lucy. Lincoln threw up a little and glared at her. "You bitch!" Ronnie-Anne just had a large terrifying smile on her face. "Did this for you Lincoln. So that no one could ever tear us apart." She said happily.

Lincoln ran at her in rage, only to phase through her, her body disappearing. Lincoln fell to his knees in front of Lucy's body, crying heavily.

"Lucy no! I'm so sorry!" He said looking into her emerald cold, lifeless eyes, his hands coated in her blood. He looked up and saw Ronnie-Anne again. Pure rage filled his body, he clenched his fists tight, and ran at her, however she disappeared again. Heavy tears fell from Lincoln's eyes like a waterfall. He looked up. "WHY!" He shouted.

"Lincoln?" He heard Lucy's voice echoing everywhere. He looked around and saw the bodies fading away. The blackness around slowly turned white.

Lincoln woke up in a panic, he heard his heart monitor beeping rapidly. This in turn woke Lucy up. "Lincoln what's wrong?" She asked in concern. He just held her tight, whispering what he had seen in her ear.

Lucy was shocked by this. "It's okay, I'm not going anywhere Lincoln." She said as a few tears slid down her face. 'That bitch, she'll pay for making him like this!' She thought, turning her attention to Lincoln. She kissed him and cuddled with him. "I love you Lincoln."

"I love you too Lucy." They both stayed like that for the rest of the night, unaware that a certain someone made a quick recovery and was watching them.

"I'll get you, you emo whore." Ronnie-Anne said as she jumped out the window, completely forgetting she was on the 22nd floor. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

*CRASH!*

"… I'm okay!"

*4 days later*

Lincoln was released from the hospital, he now had a medical pack for his medicine and blood tester. His vision was slowly getting worse, but he could still see well. He was happy, he was still surprised by the information he was told, that he was adopted. But at the moment, he didn't care.

He had climbed into the van and was greeted by his sisters.

He got in and they drove home, thinking that nothing bad would happen again. Oh how wrong he was.

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