As clouds began to cover most of the sky and start to flow over the bright sun, loud bells began to ring loudly and send waves of noise all throughout the semi-empty part of town it originated from. Park cars scattered along large patches of dead grass, surrounded by random headstones with nothing but a first and last name on each of them. The atmosphere uncomfortable with a tense pull of a wrong kind of excitement that has yet to come. In the center of cars and headstones, was a small church, it's white wooden walls starting to turn into a light yellow color from age, the fairly large windows marked slightly with smudges all over, and it all being complete with huge brown doors that were taller than a full grown man. Both had crosses engraved into each of them.
The aftermath of a wedding was all that was left. A car with bride and groom, Paula and Jordan Hapshatt riding off into the distance to start off their 'wonderful' life together. Various family members and friends chasing after them, like rabid dogs chasing after a raw piece of meat on a stick. The only people left behind were old college friends Lincoln Loud and Ronnie Anne the exception of a few workers of the church stood in front of the closed doors. A tall blonde man with a white haired female on his right and a messy haired brunette man on his left.
A conflicted Lincoln with unspoken feelings stalked around the oblivious tanned girl next to him, he wondered when would be the right time to speak of what his heart held… if he wasn't too pussy to do so.
"Isn't it just wonderful, Lincoln? The tanned woman spoke in a dreamy voice as she looked up from the flowers and into the distance, thinking of her parting friends, "Why, just a few moments about she was just plain old Paula Munroe… Now, oh now she is Mrs. Jordan Hapschatt."
Lincoln kept his eyes glued to the floor as he slowly started to walk towards a giant sign with a big red heart on it, it read in bold lettering: ROYAL WOODS, HOME OF HAPPINESS.
Yeah… home of happiness.
"Yeah, Ronnie Anne. Jordan is a lucky guy."
"Yes." Ronnie Anne stares after Lincoln with wide eyes as she saw the man began to look conflicted, downright almost constipated. She began to follow him as she clutched onto the bouquet.
Linc looked up slightly and hummed, "Jordan will even be in line for promotion in a year or two."
"Yes." Ronnie repeated like a broken record with the same uppity tone she has always had her entire life
After a moment of silence, Lincoln inhaled sharply before turning to face Ronnie Anne. He exhaled slowly as he began to fiddle with the pocket of his pants. He began to feel as if now was the right time to come clean about what he had been planning for Ronnie.
Hm… Maybe he wasn't such a puss after all.
"Hey Ronnie?" Lincoln murmured, barely making eye contact with the female before him.
"Yes, Lincy?"
"I've got something to say."
Ronnie Anne hummed with her beady felt herself take mini steps towards Lincoln, as if she wasn't close enough already.
"I-I really love the, umm, skillful way," The is white-haired man barely managed out, sounding like a nervous kid that got caught doing something horrendously bad, "You beat the other girls… at the bride bouquet."
Blushing heavily as she smiled goofily, Ronnie Anne whispered 'Oh Lincoln' like what he said was a romantic speech worthy of the Nobel Peace Prize. She let the dying flowers cover her face to avoid any kind of gaze from Lincoln that might make her blush more. Good luck there for a man like him.
A clap of thunder roared through the empty-ish lot as Lincoln looked up dramatically and started for the church. See now, if you didn't start to hear the same little music they heard in their minds or didn't even know what was going on, you'd look at them from afar as if the asylum accidentally let a few well dressed patients loose. Nope. You were dead wrong. You'd be just as surprised as anyone else when Lincoln began to sing.
Lincoln
The river was deep but I swam it!
Ronnie Anne followed him closely as she heard the other white-haired woman and brunette man chime in and sing her name.
Man & Woman
Ronnie
L
The future is ours so let's plan it
M + W
Ronnie
L
So please don't tell me to can it
Linc sang as he finally reached the steps of the church, he turned around sharply to Ronnie Anne and gave her a look of desperation. This dude must really wanna get laid.
M & W
Ronnie
L
I've one thing to say and that's
Dammit, Ronnie, I love you
Once Ronnie reached him and was close enough, both started to lean in slowly, lips puckered and eyes beginning to close. At last moment, Lincoln yanked himself away and ran backwards as he sang some more.
L
The road was long but I ran it
M & W
Ronnie
L
There's a fire in my heart and you fan it!
M & W
Ronnie
L
If there's one fool for you then I am it!
M & W
Ronnie
Lincoln then whipped out a piece of chalk from the pocket located inside his suit jacket. How lovely. Turning to the church doors and ignoring the stares of the other two workers, he began to draw a small heart that came out more sloppy towards the end as he turned back to Ronnie.
L
Now I've one thing to say and that's
Dammit, Ronnie, I love you
Ronnie Anne squealed loudly as she flung her arms out. With a fast beating heart, she ran towards Lincoln and into his own arms. He spun her around with a laugh before setting her on her feet and kneeling on a single knee. He pulled out a small black box that shined against the dim rays of the sun. Ronnie gasped loudly as Lincoln opened the box and revealed a nice size ring.
L
Here's a ring to prove that I'm no joker
There's three ways that love can grow
That's good, bad or mediocre
In a hurry to put the ring onto Ronnie Anne's finger, Lincoln accidentally let the ring slip in between his own thin and long ones. The couple scrambled onto the floor in a panic to retrieve the ring in which Ronnie did first.
Lincoln
Oh R-O-N-I-E I love you so!
The tanned woman knew he had spelled her name wrong, but she didn't care as she slid the ring onto her hand and stared at it dreamily before running into the church letting Lincoln, who was leaning in for a small peck, fall onto the floor chest first.
"Oh it's nicer than Paula Munroe had!" Ronnie sang harmoniously, she looked at the ring with an adoration Lincoln had very much wished she gave him, but let it go. He chased after her into the church and came to a halt as his chest bumped into her back. He looked around at the two workers from outside that suddenly appeared on the inside, now accompanied by an unknown female worker with black hair. She focused on wiping down the wooden benches and paid little attention to them as they continued with their little… thing.
Ronnie
Now we're engaged and I'm so glad
The workers again found themselves singing along with the younger couple, replacing the white flowers in big white vases all along the church with all black ones in vases of the same color.
Workers
Oh Lincoln
Ronnie
That met mom and you know dad
Workers
Oh Lincoln
Ronnie Anne then slid her arm down towards Linc's and slipped them together. She stared at him dreamily as she felt her heart race faster than a nascar.
Ronnie
I've one thing to say
And that's, Lincoln
I'm mad for you too
The two lovers began to slowly skip up the aisle, arm in arm. Not too far the three workers walking the same way but far off on the other side of the church. The heroine laying her head on Lincoln's shoulder, making him smile widely.
Ronnie
Oh Lincoln
Linc looked at her breathlessly.
Lincoln
Oh dammit
She caressed his cheek.
Ronnie
I'm mad
Lincoln
Oh Ronnie
Ronnie
For you
The two finally stopped a few feet from the altar. Lincoln turning to Ronnie Anne and staring at her with an immense love in his eyes that anyone could see whether they were up close or miles away. Ronnie Anne, however, has caught a glimpse of her ring that shined on her finger and looked at it with the same eyes her fiancée had.
Lincoln
I love you too-oo-ooo
Both
There's one thing left to do, Ah-ooooooh
Lincoln parted from Ronnie Anne and wandered to the far side of his left, his hand on his chin and his fiancée following him not too close. Next to them, the three workers reappeared into the room, this time carrying a matte black coffin that was two sizes too small to fit an adult body… still, neither of them paid any attention to it as Lincoln skipped around Ronnie Anne with a big smile on his face.
Lincoln
And that's go see the man who began it
When we met in his science exam it-
Made me give you the eye
And then panic
Lincoln then grabbed Ronnie by the shoulders, making her look up at him fast with wide eyes. His expression melted as he studied her face and felt himself grow happy for the billionth time this day. She felt her lips tug up st the corners and eyed Linc the same way.
Lincoln
I've got one thing to say and that's
Damnit, Ronnie, I love you
Running into her lover's arms, Ronnie felt a burst of warmth spread through her body from her head to her toes. She felt Linc's hands slide down from her shoulders and into her hands where he intertwined their fingers together. The two spun in circles, almost as if they had been slow dancing far into the distance… but in reality only going a couple of feet.
Lincoln
Damnit, Ronnie
Ronnie
Oh, Linc, I'm mad
Lincoln
Damnit
RONNIE
Suddenly everything came to a stop. All was silent and the three workers stood quietly behind the small casket. They looked at the couple with patience, only waiting for them to wrap it up. Lincoln then licked his lips before he began to get on each of his knees in front of the altar, Ronnie Anne following obediently.
Ron & Linc
I...
Love...
You.
The two then leaned in instantly after they finished, pressing their puckered lips together for a peck. A sigh coming out from both of them as they pulled away and basketed in the light that beamed from the stained glass above their heads.
Somewhere, inside a dimly lit office.
Surrounded by large bookcases filled with bland looking books, a rather large man with a balding head and unattractive mustache sat on a leather dark brown chair. With a cigarette in his hand and a blank face, he turns his chair fast to face you.
Staring into your soul with brown lifeless like eyes, he opens his dry mouth to speak, "I would like, and if I may, to take you on a strange journey."
The man jumps out of his chair fast and speeds walk towards one of the bookcases behind him. Your eyes try to keep up with him so you don't focus on the name of the book in which he pulls from the shelf. Opening it, he lets a few pages brush past his fingers to reveal the middle contents. A large picture of a white-haired man you know all too well, then flipping to another page where there was also a large picture of a certain tanned woman you knew the moment you laid your eyes in it.
"It was a fairly ordinary night when Lincoln Loud and his new fiancée Ronnie Anne Santiago, two young and ordinary healthy kids, left Royal Woods that late hour to visit to visit a Dr. Clyde McBride."
He put the book down soon after closing it before straightening himself out, making eye contact with you once more.
"It's true, there were dark storm clouds, heavy, black, and pendulous, towards which they were driving. It is also true that the spare tire they had was badly in need of some air. But of course, being kids and on a night out, they weren't going to let anything spoil their evening events."
Laying his palms flat on the desk, his stare towards you darkened.
"On a night out."
He then leaned in, getting closer and closer to your face. His face luminated by the glowing decoration globe on his desk. You're heart pounds fast but you keep your cool, allowing him to continue.
"It was a night out they were going to remember for a very, very long time."