Oh I think you're crazy

Can't have my love

Oh I think you're crazy

Can't have my heart

So crazy boy

A bright, peppy KPop song played as a crowd of people cheered. The surrounded Lincoln and Ronnie Anne as they watched the TV screen intently, stomping on the arrow pads as needed. Ronnie Anne's feet moved at an alarmimg pace, whereas Lincoln seemed to put a bit extra flair into his moves. Ronnie Anne smirked at him

"Nice moves Lame-o" she said "Who taught them to you? A one-legged monkey?"

"Last I checked you had two legs, Ronnie Anne" Lincoln fired back

Ronnie Anne frowned before raising her foot to kick Lincoln in the butt. Only for him jump off the pad, leaving her to kick the air, making her lose her balance and fall over. He quickly jumped back on the pad and kept dancing as Ronnie Anne struggled to get back up and finish her dance. Once the song had finished, everyone could see that Lincoln had a higher score. Ronnie Anne grumbled in anger

"Cheater" she mumbled

"Cheater?" Lincoln repeated "You stomped on my foot in the first round and tried to kick me in the second. How am I the cheater?"

"You just are" Ronnie Anne said in annoyance "Now hurry up and pick the next song so I can kick your butt!"

"Okay, but you missed it the first time." Lincoln said, scrolling through the options. "Oh, here we go."

With a smirk that caught Ronnie Anne's curiosity, Lincoln picked out the next song. He took his place on his dance pad and the two began to take the first steps as the song began to play.

Clock is ticking...

Time is running out

Every second counts

Overthinking...

I can't turn it off

So I'll turn it out.

All we know is La La La La La

Ronnie Anne looked at Lincoln with a slightly incredulous gaze. "Dude, you're into bubblegum pop music?"

Lincoln shrugged. "Yeah. So? We just did Kpop. You know you like it too."

"Yeah. I do like it." Ronnie Anne admitted. "You know what else I like?"

"What?"

Ronnie suddenly grabbed the waist of Lincoln's pants and yanked downwards on them forcefully. The next thing the boy knew, his pants were around his ankles and his red victory undies were exposed for all to see. Ronnie Anne let out a laugh and pointed at him tauntingly.

"The look on your face right now! That's the best!" She jeered, continuing to dance while Lincoln struggled in his awkward predicament. "What's the matter Lame-O? don't want to keep dancing?"

Lincoln frowned at her and then stopped trying to dance. To her surprise, he grinned and then kicked his pants off to the side. Ronnie, as well as many onlookers, were completely confused by the action.

"Go ahead and laugh." Lincoln said. "But the joke is on you, Ronalda. I can dance even better when I'm comfortable."

He resumed dancing, quickly making up for the time he lost after he had been pantsed. The sight of him not only dancing without his pants, but doing even better than before, left Ronnie Anne dumbfounded. She began to miss her steps and tried to focus on the screen. But she had trouble keeping up. It wasn't just distracting to dance next to Lincoln like this, it was a bit unnerving. She never would have guessed her plan would backfire. There were people watching him for crying out loud! When did he get the nerve to just let something as embarrassing as this slide?!

Before long, the song was over and Lincoln had won. Again. He retrieved his pants and put them back on, then turning to give Ronnie a winning smile.

"Wow Ronnie Anne. Even when you cheat you can't beat me"

"Shut it!" Ronnie said, blushing angrily. "And just what the heck was that? Since when are you cool with being seen in your underwear by so many people?!"

"Have you forgotten how many times you've pulled my pants down in public before? Pretty much everyone in fifth grade has seen you do it before you moved. Plus the time you got me in the city. I think I'm just used to it by now. Plus, there was no way I was gonna pass up the chance to defeat you after you tried that sneaky stunt."

"Yeah, well whatever. Good game." Ronnie Anne said.

She turned to leave, thinking of grabbing some snacks and finding something to do. But she spotted Carlota and suddenly remembered what her older cousin had instructed her to do after her rematch with Lincoln. Carlota smiled at her and subtely gestured for her to go ahead with it. Ronnie blushed and looked back at Lincoln, quickly meeting his eyes before looking down at the floor.

"Hey, since you're so good at dancing, maybe we can do it again. D-downstairs this time. In the VIP area. A...A slow one...okay?" She said, her voice becoming meeker with each word.

Lincoln blushed. "Oh, um...yeah." He said, rubbing the back of his neck. "That sounds good to me. Meet you down there in a little bit?"

Lincoln watched Ronnie Anne walk away, heat and redness slowly rising into his face. A peal of whistles, catcalls and cheers rang out from behind him. He turned to see a group of his party guests, grinning at him, some making kissy faces at him.

Lincoln frowned. "Okay, cut it out."

"Oh c'mon Lincoln." Joey said. "Don't be embarassed. There's no shame in your game!"

"And besides." Becky added. "Your sisters aren't here so somebody has to make a big deal out if this."

"Ay Lincoln." Frida said as her eyes began to well up. "Ustedes dos se ven tan lindos juntos."

"Now Frida." Maria said. "He's embarassed. No need to make this any more awkward for him."

"Thank you Ms. Santiago." Lincoln said.

"It's funny though." Carl said as he walked up to the other boy. "You aren't embarrassed about dancing in your underwear in front of so many people, but Ronnie Anne asks you to slow dance and all of a sudden your face looks like una cereza grande."

There were a few snickers before Lincoln stormed off. "I need a soda." he grumbled under his breath.

Maria leaned over to her sister in law, and whispered a question into her ear "Did you get a picture?"

Frida held her cellphone out to Maria. On the screen was an image of Lincoln and Ronnie Anne after their match, struggling to look at each other. Maria smiled widely as she sent the picture to her own phone.

"And there's my new wallpaper." she said.

-Back outside-

Vanzilla was parked about a block away, and the rickety old clunker shook about as the Loud Sisters chattered nosily about their latest idea.

"This is perfect!" Lori said after hanging up her call with the Royal Woods Police Department. "There's no way the police would just let an eleven year old hold a party, completely unsupervised with so many people. When they come down here and see that, they'll be sure to shut down the party."

"But Lori." Leni said. "I thought you said you wanted to get in to the party!"

"I did. And now I don't care anymore." Lori said "Since it's not happening, I'll settle for just shutting the party down and getting back inside our house. I'm tired of being stuck out here!"

"I dunno about this" Lucy droned "I'm upset that Lincoln would do this, but getting him in trouble with the police seems to be going overboard."

Luna nodded in agreement. "Luce has got a point" she said "Don't you think calling the cops on our little brother is going a bit too far? Mom and Pops are gonna freak when they find out!"

"That's our brother's problem." Lori said a touch tersely. "He has this coming. We gave him the chance to let us in. We asked nicely and he just had us kicked out. I just wish I could call the police a second time to rat him out."

"Well, you could do that." Luan chimed in. "You could use Lisa's phone. It's got a voice changing function on it, and it also has a number randomizer function so it won't show up in their systems as the same number. You might be able to get faster results if you call them. multiple times."

Lisa cleared her throat. "And how exactly do you know about the enhanced functions on my communication device?" she asked.

Luan's eyes darted around nervously. "Well...I can assure you that it's not because I use your phone to make crank calls on the weekend!"

Lisa rolled her eyes before handing her phone to Lori. "Let's just get this over with. But before initiating another call, do a quick test to ensure that the voice modifier is functioning. It does occasionally require a miniscule period of time to activate."

Lori, following Lisa's directions, turned the voice modifier on. She waited for a moment and then took a short, steady breath before dialing the number for the police station again. Once the call was answered, she began to speak. To her and the other sisters, she sounded the same. But the person on the other end of the call would never have guessed they were speaking with the same teenage girl who had just called them only a few minutes before.

By the time she finished the call, Lori was smiling wickedly. "Oh, this is too good. I might just feel sorry for Lincoln. If he has the common sense to apologize to us later on. After he gets busted."

A sinister chuckle escaped the blonde's throat as she dialed again. She began the new call not too differently than the ones before, her smile not leaving her face for even a moment.

-Back inside-

Lincoln was standing at the end of a line for the bathroom. It was a little longer than usual given the large number of people in the house, but he was used to waiting. Plus it was refreshing for the young boy to see some different faces there for a change.

As he anxiously waited at the end of the line, Girl Jordan spotted him and greeted him with a small smile. She seemed a bit antsy to Lincoln, shifting her weight slightly from one foot to the other. It was something he had seem many times before with his sisters and parents when stuck in the bathroom line and he could sympathize. Being towards the back of a long line when you had to go was the worst.

"Hey Girl Jordan." Lincoln said. "Enjoying the party?"

Girl Jordan nodded. "It's been a lot of fun. Um, out of curiosity...there wouldn't happen to be another bathroom that you forgot to mention, would there?"

Lincoln shook his head. "Sorry. Just the one. My parents had one in their room, but it had a bad plumbing problem and got completely ruined. There was also one out in the garage, but my parents had my sister Lana get rid of it for some reason."

"Oh, dang it!" Girl Jordan whimpered. "I don't think I can wait much longer!"

"Try not to think about it too much." Lincoln advised. "I find it helps if you have something to keep you occupied while you wait. Keeps your mind off of the need to go. We can talk about stuff if it you want. Do anything fun lately? I mean, besides coming to my party?"

She giggled. "Not really. But my dad and I are going hiking next weekend."

"Cool. Where are you going?"

"Munising. We're going to leave bright and early and make a day out of it. I'm really looking forward to going." Jordan said before pausing and letting out a giggle. "Oops, poor choice of words."

Lincoln laughed with her. The two continued their conversation as they waited for the line to shorten. In what felt like no time at all, girl Jordan found herself finally getting her turn to use the bathroom, rushing inside the moment the door opened and shoving boy Jordan out.

Lincoln hummed to himself while he awaited his own turn in the bathroom. He felt someone tap him on the shoulder and turned to find Carlota standing behind him. She looked a bit annoyed and Lincoln could tell she had something to say.

"Oh...hey Carlota. Is something up?"

"No, not really." She said. "Just didn't want to interrupt you while you were talking to that friend of yours. You're pretty popular with the girls, aren't you?"

"Huh? Um, maybe. I never really thought of it like that."

"Well let me just say this. If Ronalda had seen you two, she might have been a bit jealous."

Lincoln let out a quick laugh. "Ronnie Anne? Jealous? Just because I was talking with a friend?"

"A friend who is a girl." Carlota said. "And yes, she might be. She certainly seemed a little jealous when she saw you being friendly with that other girl earlier. You do know that she still likes you, right?"

"Well yeah, of course I do."

"Good. Then you should make sure to let her know how you feel about her. Tell her during your dance downstairs. It may not have seemed obvious, but she's really excited to get to share a nice, slow dance with you."

"Are you sure we're talking about the same Ronnie Anne?" Lincoln asked, tilting his head a little bit.

Carlota smiled. "As sure as I am that the two of you make an adorable couple."

Lincoln blushed. He was about to tell Carlota that things weren't like that between him and Ronnie Anne when he heard someone calling for him. Hank came up the stairs, a sense of urgency about him and told him he needed to come to the front door. Lincoln, who was grateful for the excuse to walk away from the conversation he was having, quickly followed Hank down to the door where he found a police officer waiting for him.

Lincoln looked up at the heavyset, ponytailed woman with a look of curiosity. It was the same police officer who had arrested his mother some time ago.

"Good afternoon, Officer Schoffner." Lincoln said respectfully.

"Hello Lincoln." she said. "Are you parents home right now?"

"No ma'am." he said. "Is there a problem?"

"I'm afraid so." she answered. "We've received multiple complaints of loud noises coming from a party being held at this address."

Officer Schoffner poked her head in though the door, looking through the crowd of people. Some of them were chatting happily, some were playing video games, some were eating. She frowned at what she saw as it was not what she expected.

"Although." she said. "Clearly this party isn't quite as wild and noisy as I thought. One of the complaints was that the noise could be heard from a block away. It seems we were fed some exaggerations."

Lincoln shrugged. "I didn't think we were being that loud." he said with a chuckle. "Even though this is...you know, the Loud house"

Officer Schoffner smirked a bit. "So you said you're parents weren't at home?" she asked "Well then who's supervising this party?"

Lincoln fidgeted nervously, he didn't want to lie to a police officer. "No one really." he said after a moment.

"So your parents just let you hold a party with no adults around?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well...no" Lincoln said "My grandparents are here. My friends' mom and aunt are here, my teacher and school principal are here. My old tutor is here and he's in college. I invited plenty of adults to my party."

She nodded. "Is that so?" she said. "Hmm..."

Lincoln began to get a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach as the policewomans gaze settled on him. As his eyes flitted around nervously, they came to a stop on, what was unmistakably Vanzilla coming down the street. His eyes narrowed at the vehicle. It became obvious to him very quickly that his sisters must've been behind this. Returning his attention to Officer Schoffner, he cleared his throat.

"Officer, I understand if you're not sure about leaving just yet." he said, smiling at the idea that had just formed in his mind. "I know how this looks, being called to a house where a kid is having a big house party. There are adults here, so it's not unsupervised, but...I suppose you don't like the idea of leaving with a kid in charge of a party that you've already been called to once."

"You're right." she said. "I don't."

"Well..." he said. "Maybe I can offer you a way for you to make sure that my party doesn't get out of control."

"I'm listening."

A few moments later, the sisters could see Lincoln stepping aside to allow the officer inside. Lori beamed at the sight and leaned back in her seat. A happy sigh passed through her lips and she looked towards the house with a feeling of accomplishment washing over her.

"We literally should have done this in the first place." She said. "Now it's only a matter of time until everyone has to leave and we get to back inside."

"First thing I'm going to do when we get in the house is drag Lincoln into the bathroom so his face can get a good look at the inside of the toilet bowl." Lynn said, grinning wickedly.

"Not before I get through with him you won't!" Lola snipped. "I swear, if anyone messed with anything in my room, he is gonna regret it!"

"You really think he let people into our rooms?!" Lana asked, looking a bit worried. "I don't want a bunch of strangers near my pets!"

"Relax, little dudettes." Luna said. "Our bro wouldn't let that happen."

"And even if he did, he'll be answering for it soon enough." Lori said. "Just you wait, any minute now, we will be back in our home and Lincoln will be stuck in his room until our parents come home. Then he is literally going to be grounded for this, big time."

The sisters sat patiently, waiting for the first of the guests to leave. But not a single person came out over the course of the following five minutes. Those five minutes became ten, and then fifteen. It wasn't until nearly half of an hour had passed that Lori began to sense something wasn't right.

"Why is this taking so long?" She asked, leaning over to stare at the front door. "What is the officer doing in there?"

The answer to her question came quickly, and from a place she did not expect. A new text arrived on her phone, one with an image. And that image made Lori let out a gasp of shock when she saw what it was. Officer Schoffner was singing karaoke with a group of guests around her, clearly enjoying the show.

"I...I...I..." Lori stuttered, eyes stuck on the image.

Luna leaned forward and peeked at her sister's phone, a couple of the other sisters joining her. In no time at all, the others quickly became aware of what was going on. Their reactions were all more or less about the same as Lori's. A text message suddenly appeared underneath the picture

"I invited Officer Schoffner" Lori read "But since she had to work, she couldn't attend my party. Thanks for giving her a reason to answer her invite"

Lori squeezed her cellphone so tightly, you could almost hear the plastic frame cracking under the force of her fingers.

"I don't know about you dudes, but I say it's time to throw in the towel." Luna said. "If even a cop won't get Linc to stop his party, then nothing will!"

"I concur with Luna." Lisa said. "The authorities were sadly ineffective and therefore, we have no other options available to us at this time. It seems that we need to just await the departure of the many people Lincoln invited into our household."

Lori let out a groan of frustration and rested her head on the steering wheel. "Yeah. I give up. Let Lincoln have his stupid party. I don't care anymore."

"C'mon Lori!" Lola whined. "We can't give up now. We can't let Lincoln win!"

"Yeah!" Lynn exclaimed. "After everything Lincoln's done we can't let him beat us! We've gotta find another way inside!"

"I don't think we can." Lori said in an exhausted tone. "We've tried asking him, tricking him, jumping him, and calling the cops on him. I am literally out of ideas."

"Well there's gotta be something we can do." Lana said. "Maybe we could pay him to..."

"Pay!?" Lynn said. "You seriously want to pay our brother to let us in our own house?"

"No!" Lana replied. "Of course I don't want to but...well...I don't hear anybody else saying they have an idea!"

"Maybe if we cry and beg?" Lucy suggested. "You, me, Lana, Lisa and Lily.. You know how Lincoln is when he sees that we're sad."

"Whilst taking advantage of our brothers' nurturing instincts is a sound strategy." Lisa piped up. "There's still the matter of the two neanderthals guarding the house. They would undoubtedly tell him of our distraught emotional states. From there, Lincoln would simply choose not to come outside so he doesn't have to see us."

"Fair point." Lucy said with a heavy sigh.

"Maybe we should do it the old fashioned way." Lola suggested. "I'll just text him that if he doesn't let us in, that when we do get in, I'll send some of Luan's most embarrassing footage of him to everyone in town!"

Luan shook her head. "Sorry Lola." She said "But this is Lincoln we're talking about. He's got thicker skin than a rhino. If he's willing to post an embarrassing video of himself, then us posting one isn't gonna bother him one bit."

Lori hit her head on the steering wheel, honking the horn for a quick burst. "Let's just forget it." she said with a clear sound of exhaustion in her voice. "We'll just wait until the party is over. Nothing we do is going to get us inside. Not even..."

"Dada!" Lily said, pointing out the window. "Mama!"

The girls looked to see Lily with her faced pressed against a window. They all looked out of Vanzilla's windows to see thier father in a car approaching their house. The car passed by Vanzilla just slowly enough to see Rita sitting in the back. Lori's chest inflated with joy when she saw them, as did the other sisters.

"Mom and Dad!" Leni said excitedly. "Maybe they can make Lincoln invite us in!"

"Not 'maybe'. They literally will make him do that and they won't take 'no' for an answer!" Lori said, feeling a rush of optimism. "Let's just see what Lincoln has to say when they hear what he's done!"

Lori flung open the door and leaped out of her seat. The other sisters followed her as the vehicle that brought their father and mother pulled over in an available spot up ahead. As their parents waved as their ride took off. They took notice of their daughters coming towards them and they went to meet with them.

"Hey girls." Lynn Sr. said. "How was your trip to the mall?"

"Oh, it was just fine." Lori said. "But what isn't fine is what happened when we got back home. Lincoln kicked us out of the house! We've been out here for more than two hours now!"

"Yeah! And any time we try to go inside, he makes these mean bullies pick on us!" Lola said, letting a few crocodile tears fall down her face.

"They sprayed us with soda and chased us away from the house!" Lynn added.

"Not me! They used girly soap-water on me! It was horrible!" Lana griped.

"I, like, got attacked by a pig!" Leni said.

"Whoa, whoa. Slow down a minute." Their father said. "Did you say you've been out here for more than two hours?"

The girls collectively nodded.

"All of you?" Rita asked, putting her hands on her hips.

They nodded again.

"I see." The mother said, a mildly disapproving look in her eyes. She turned her gaze to her youngest and reached out, letting a warm smile come to her face. "Hey there, sweetie. Want Mommy to hold you?"

Lily cooed happily and reached for her mother. The woman took her baby girl and turned to move towards the house with her husband and other daughters in step with her. Hank and Hawk watched from the front porch as the group approached. When they got to the first step of the porch, they drew their water guns and readied themselves.

The girls all stopped in their tracks. They wouldn't have guessed that Lincoln's goons would pull their soda-filled weapons on a pair of adults. But neither Rita or Lynn Sr seemed to be worried. The two looked back at their daughters and gave them confident smiles.

"Just wait here, okay girls?" Their father said before taking the first step up onto the porch. "Hey there, I'm Lynn Loud Senior. My wife and I are the owners of the house."

Hank and Hawk lowered their water guns instantly and stepped aside, Hawk getting the door.

"Sorry about that. Head on in." He said to the man and his wife.

"Thanks fellas." Lynn Sr. said, walking past them.

"Thank you." Rita added, following her husband to the door.

The girls all gave Hank and Hawk smug looks of triumph. Lori went to follow her parents, eager to witness what was about to go down inside of the house. She could already picture the look on Lincoln's face when their parents started to yell at him. It might have been a bit wrong to enjoy that thought, but right now she wasn't going to concern herself with that.

"Oh, hang on a second." Rita said, turning to face her eldest daughter. "Lori, is the diaper bag still in Vanzilla? Could you get that for me, please?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Sure thing." Lori said. "Hey, one of you go and get Lily's diaper bag for Mom."

"On it! Be right back." Lynn said.

The jock tore off towards Vanzilla, returning shortly after with the bad. She handed it to Lori who in turn passed it to their mother. Rita took the bag and then set it down, placing her hand on the door.

"Thanks, Honey. I'll look after Lily from here on. You just keep an eye on your other sisters until the party is over, okay?"

"Wh-what?!" Lori blurted out, eyes going wide.

"And don't worry." Lynn Sr. said. "I'll see about holding onto some of the food your brother has downstairs for dinner. You girls behave now, love you!"

And then Rita shut the door, leaving the nine girls completely petrified in shock. Lori slowly sank down to her knees, her stunned expression frozen in place. The other sisters had matching looks, although many of them could not remain still for long.

"Dude!" Luna spat out, looking completely dumbfounded. "He...they...and...DUDE!"

"Lana?" Lola asked, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes. "Did Mommy and Daddy just shut the door on us and leave us outside?"

"Uh-huh." Lana answered, nodding as she began tearing up as well.

The twins started to cry in tandem, holding each other as they wailed. Lynn also had a little moisture in the corners of her eyes, angry tears that didn't fall while she ground her teeth and clenched her fists. Hank saw this and readied his water gun again, only for Hawk to stop him.

"I don't think that we need to worry about them anymore." He said.

Hawk gestured towards Lori, who was slowly getting up. Her eyes were sullen and her arms drooped. She turned to leave, her sluggish movements drawing the attention of the other eight girls. The sight of their big sister looking utterly defeated quickly drove home the message to the rest of them. They followed, not one of them saying another word as they went. Although Lynn did take a moment to throw a scornful, dirty look in the direction of the house before she brought up the rear.

Once Lori reached Vanzilla, she opened up the side door and climbed into the very back seat, laying down on it. The other sisters all finding seats to occupy, Leni sitting in the driver's seat since Lori left it vacant. Minutes passed by with more silence until Lynn began to crack her knuckles.

"So I've been thinking." She said. "And I don't care if I get grounded. First thing I'm doing the next time I see Lincoln, is punching him right in the mouth."

"No you aren't, Lynn. Now shut it." Lori said from the back seat.

"But..." Lynn began.

"No buts!" Lori snapped.

"You'd better listen to her, sis." Luna said to Lynn. "I wouldn't push it if I were you. I think we might be in enough trouble as it is. Mom and Dad didn't let us in for a reason. Maybe we had this coming."

"Luna, you had better shut up too." Lori said. "I literally don't want to hear it right now. We failed and Lincoln won. We didn't get into his stupid party and that's it."

"Um, but Lily got inside." Leni pointed out. "That, like, counts for something, right?"

Lisa sighed. "Leni, I admire your attempt to remain optimistic, but we need to face the facts. Lily was permitted entry, yes. But she is still very young."

"Yeah Leni." Lynn said. "It's not like she would enjoy it as much as we would."

-Meanwhile, inside of the house-

A crowd of onlookers cheered down in the VIP area. They were gathered around the dance floor where a tiny, yet talented young lady was busting a move.

"Go Lily!" they cheered. "Go Lily! Go Lily!"

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