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T.K., and Lincoln were in Lincoln's room, helping Lucy out with her spelling words. She had an important test on Friday, and she needed to do her very best. T.K. was looking over Lucy, while Lincoln is saying the words, and spelling them.
"Ok, Luce. Your next word is grapefruit," Lincoln instructed, looking over the list to her.
'Got it," Lucy nodded as she scribbled down the word in question. T.K. tilted his head as she gave him her paper.
"Did she get it, T? Lincoln pried. Grapefruit is one of her more difficult words.
"Well, almost. You missed the I, chica," T.K. revealed, returning the paper back to her with the correct spelling of the word. Lucy moped after looking over, and realizing her mistake.
"Dang it! I don't think I'm going to pass this test. I can't even spell 'grapefruit' right. …I'm going to fail, sigh," Lucy lamented, looking downcast.
T.K. grasped her shoulder, "Not with that attitude! You just need to practice more often. You have an entire week before the actual test." He'll be damned if he let her quit; she going to pass!
"Yeah, Lucy. We'll be with you every step of the way. We believe that you can pass with flying colors," Lincoln predicted confidently.
"Or in you case, flying monochromes," T.K. added.
Lucy's mouth curved into a small smile. "Thank you, brothers. My dark pit of a heart swell with every affectionate impression." The boys were her life savers at times: whether Lincoln's telling her to be comfortable with herself, or T.K. sending her bullies running. Lucy feels…safe whenever she's around the two of them.
"Alright, the next word is sequoia," Lincoln instructed, grabbing the list once more.
THUD!
"Lincoln, come on! I need someone to test my new shoulder pads on!" Lynn exclaimed excitedly. She held black shoulder pads that seemed close to her and Lincoln's size.
"We're kinda busy with Lucy, Lynn. Maybe later?" Lincoln proposed with a hopeful smile; however, Lynn didn't go for it.
"What? What's so special about helping boring Lucy with her boring words," Lynn jeered, poking a thumb at Lucy. Lucy gave her an offended look from the shot.
T.K leaned back towards the wall with a sarcastic look. "Well, one thing: it's the right thing to do." Lynn scoffed at this before turning back towards Lincoln with a frustrated look.
"Come on, Linc. Are you going come help me or not?" Lynn asked for the last time.
"Like I said, Lynn. Later," Lincoln reinforced, turning towards Lucy to resume her studies. Lynn growled, and spiked the pads on the ground.
"Are you serious, Lincoln!? 'Not now, Lynn. Some other time, Lynn. I'm tired, Lynn.' How come that I ended up with such a wuss like you," Lynn remarked rudely, slamming the door. Lincoln was shocked! Normally, Lynn would understand and walked away, but the fact that she got mad at him, and called him a wuss for simply saying later. It made him…a bit sad to know that she felt that way about him.
"Hm, talk about being salty," T.K. snarked, shaking his head.
"She finally releasing her inner demons into the world. …How come I can't do that?" Lucy questioned as T.K. turned to her with an unamused look.
He shook his head, "Not helping, Luce." Lucy raised her paper to her face defensively.
"Sorry," Lucy apologized meekly. Meanwhile, Lincoln was still sad from what Lynn called him. T.K. snapped his fingers in his face.
"Hey, Lincoln. Lincoln! Snap out of it!" T.K. yelled, shaking Lincoln out of his trance.
"Huh!? W-what?" Lincoln pried nervously.
T.K. sighed, "Focus, Lincoln. We need to finish up with Lucy, so that we can finish up our project." He, Lincoln, and Clyde had a science project for Mrs. Johnson that's due on Monday. It was a roller coaster made out of foam pipe insulation. The coaster was to explain how potential energy was converted to kinetic energy.
"Oh, right. Thanks. Ok, Luce. Spell sequoia," Lincoln began once again.
One hour and a half later…
"Alright, one more piece! Annnd…done!" Clyde declared, placing a piece of insulation onto a pile of glue. The project looked like one of those extreme, huge roller coasters that they see on T.V. Lincoln placed a chrome marble onto the top. The marble rolled down a slope before turning around a curve. It gained speed from rolling down a steeper slope, and it went through a loop-de-loop. The marble rolled down to the final piece: a spiral. Round and round it goes as it rolled through a hole in the middle of the spiral onto the landing pad.
"Man, there's gonna be no match for our project, brothas. We'll get an A plus fo sho'," T.K. gloated, rubbing his hands together. Lincoln and Clyde nodded in agreement.
"Yep, that's the grade that three hardworking, creative, and responsible kids like us deserve. Celebratory sodas?" Lincoln proposed, pulling a cooler full of sodas from the side of the couch.
"Don't mind if I do," Clyde replied, pulling a grape soda out.
T.K. pulled a lemon-lime soda, "The sweet taste of victory. I liked the sound of that if it involves food and drinks." He popped open the soda, and gulped half of it down. Smacking his lips, he looked around before noticing a wire underneath the couch. He grabbed it and held it to his face, "What is this?"
BOING!
Suddenly, an airbag shot from underneath the table, sending the boys' hard work up into the air. It crashed into the ceiling, crumpling from the impact. The project fell back downward as it crashed and broke apart. The boys' jaws dropped from the whole ordeal. "You have got to be kidding me," Lincoln groaned in disbelief.
T.K. rubbed his temple and growled, "We have to start over again!? I don't think it's worth it at this point. When I get my hands on whoever did this, and I think I know who did it." With a glare, he turned towards Luan, who looked at the entire scene with a coy smile.
"Hey, guys. You look a little crushed. Ha, ha, get it?" Luan giggled, containing herself. Lincoln stood up in anger.
"The project's trashed. How could you, Luan?" Lincoln glared, trembling in anger.
"Yeah, give me a good reason not to turn you into a makeshift jackhammer with those buck teeth of yours," T.K. jeered, earning a glare from Luan. Lincoln and Clyde burst out laughing from the roast.
Luan growled, "Stop it! That's not funny, boys!" She was growing angrier by the minute. Anymore, she'll erupted like human volcano.
"That's actually funny, unlike your puns, Luan. Face it, T.K.'s funnier than you," Lincoln deemed confidently before the three burst out even more laughter. Luan stomped over to Lincoln, and gave him a great, big push. T.K. and Clyde stopped laughing immediately, and looked on with shocked looks.
"Oh, so you know how to be a comedian, huh, Stink-coln!? Lemme tell you something, runt: I have more knowledge about being funny in my pinky than you have in simpleton brain of yours. And another thing, I-"
"Luan!"
She turned her head towards Luna, who was standing behind her with her arms crossed. Luna wore a fierce glare that Luan returned tenfold.
"What!?" Luan responded, getting in Luna's face.
"That was very uncool of you to sabotage the boys' project like that. Why don't you just leave before a fight breaks out between the four of you," Luna suggested, keeping her cool. Luan became even more enraged.
"W-what!? Luna, did you hear what th-"
"Now, Luan!" Luna barked, pointing upstairs. Luan groaned loudly before she stomped up to her room. Luna turned to the quiet trio with a softer glare. "Now, dudes. I don't condone my sister being mocked. You three should know better than that. Especially you, T.K.," Luna pointed out insightfully, causing T.K. to turn away in embarrassment. "However, the least that I can do is to help out in rebuilding your project," Luna proposed with a grin. T.K. and Clyde brightened instantly.
"Thank the Lord. There's still light at the end of the tunnel," T.K. hoped, grabbing various pieces off of the ground.
"Thanks, Luna," Clyde expressed, grabbing a glue bottle. Lincoln again was saddened from what has transpired. First, Lynn called him a wuss, and now Luan called him a simpleton. Then again, he did say that Luan's unfunny, so he did deserved it. It was heartbreaking that two of his sisters really thought that way of him.
T.K. snapped his fingers, "Lincoln, we need a hand over here! We need to get this done, pronto!" Lincoln snapped out of it, and grabbed nearby pieces. T.K. noticed him being more quiet, like if Lincoln was in distress. "Say bruh. You feelin' ok?" T.K. wondered, placing the coaster pieces on the table.
"Y-yeah. I'm good," Lincoln lied, placing down pieces as well. T.K. gave him a long, hard look to see if Lincoln was telling the truth. Lincoln froze as his brother looked him up and down, scanning him like a robot for discrepancies.
T.K. slowly nodded, "Uh huh. Ok then. Just makin' sure. Luna, pass me the glue."
The next day…
Lana burst threw the door. "You guys really think that I can perfect a mud pie?" Lana wondered happily as Lincoln and T.K. followed behind her. T.K. patted her head, messing up her already messy hair.
"Young sista, you can do anything if you put your mind to it," T.K. promised as Lana giggled from the affectionate gesture. Lincoln smiled before giving his critique.
"Now, Lana. It's now how you pack the mud, it's how dry the mud is when yo-"
"LINCOLN!"
The three winced from the shrill voice as Lola stomped to them, She had one of her dresses in hands as she tapped her foot impatiently. "Well!?"
"Well, what? You drawing a blank here, chica," T.K informed, crossing his arms.
Lola rolled her eyes, "Not you, you dope." She pointed to Lincoln. "You! What's the meaning of this!? Lincoln was getting confused. What could Lola mad at him for whatever reason?
"What are you talking about, Lola?" Lincoln questioned, wanting to put her at ease. He was answered by Lola throwing the dress at him.
"You used the wrong scent! You know I liked strawberries and cream. Why did you use lavender?! Now the judges are going to think I'm inconsistent because of you!" Lola blamed, turning red by the second.
Lana picked her nose, "Screaming all over a smell of a dress?" She and T.K. share a knowing look.
"That doesn't sound petty at all," T.K. remarked, unamused at the reason behind this. Lola shot a death glare at the two, making T.K. raise his hands in defeat while Lana hid behind him in fear.
"I-I thought I try something different. There's nothing wrong with that," Lincoln defended nervously. Sadly, it did nothing to calm Lola down as she got in his face.
"You're wrong, Lincoln! There's everything wrong with using the wrong fabric softener scent! Gosh! You are like that one dog in the kennel that nobody wants because it acts up all the time, and it screws up any order it receives. And guess what!?" Lola asked, grinding her teeth furiously. T.K. and Lana were appalled by her rude behavior.
Lincoln sighed heavily, "What, Lola? Lola backed off from him, staring him down with a stern glare.
"Because of you, my reign as pageant queen is over! Now, I have to give my crown to…Lindsey Sweetwater,' Lola growled, already hearing the crowd cheering her eternal rival. She tossed the dress down and walked away, "Thanks a lot!"
Lana took off after her, "Lola, get back here! That wasn't nice! Apologize now!"
T.K. looked towards Lincoln, who was looking down to the ground. T.K. couldn't get a good look towards his face. T.K. stepped towards him, "Linc, are you o-"
He was stopped by Lincoln's hand. Lincoln himself silently walked to and up the stairs. T.K. shook his head. "This is bad. Why do I feel that it's going to get only worse from here on out?" T.K wondered worryingly to the reader. He walked to his own room.
Two hours later…
"Thanks you for, like, helping guys. Now, these custom bandanas are going to look totes cute on the two of you," Leni remarked, shutting off her sewing machine. She grabbed the bandanas, a navy one for T.K. and a orange one for Lincoln, and walked to the two, who was sitting on her bed. "Here you go!"
T.K. smiled, "Aw, velvet bandanas! Dope!" He gave her a thumbs up. Lincoln did the same as well.
"Yeah, Leni! Thanks!" Lincoln expressed, displaying a wide grin. Leni gushed at the gratitude before wrapping the two in a big hug.
"Like, it makes me so happy to see you two happy! Oh, I almost forgot! Linky, can you go downstairs for some more thread? I wanna sign the bandanas before I give them to you," Leni asked, releasing the boys.
Lincoln nodded, "Sure, sis! Be right back." Lincoln dashed to the door, and opened it. He raced out of the room; however, he didn't get far before bumping into Lori, who was on her phone and she not paying attention. "Oof!"
CRACK!
"Hey, watch it, twerp!" Lori exclaimed, picking herself off of the floor. She looked towards her left, and grabbed her phone. Upon a closer look, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped in horror. Her phone screen was cracked to the point where she could barely see it, and it wouldn't turn on. Lincoln looked on with a curious look.
He tapped her shoulder. "Lori, is everything ok?" To his surprise, Lori turned to him with a look of pure rage. Lincoln didn't know whether to run or calm her down, due to being petrified from her glare. Lori snatched him up, and slammed him to the wall.
"You idiot! Do you know WHAT you just done!? How else am I supposed to keep in touch Boo Boo Bear when I don't even have a phone!?" Lori shouted, slamming Lincoln into the wall with every word for emphasis.
Lincoln struggled against her grip, but it was no use. "I'm sorry, Lori! M-maybe you can use the house phone to stay in touch," Lincoln proposed.
"No! The main reason for my personal phone was to have a sense of privacy from you, and everyone in this house! Now, I have to work twice as hard at work to buy a new phone because you couldn't literally watch where you are going! When I leave this place, I am going to literally miss you least of all, you geeky, untalented insect! Why don't you do us all a favor, and literally run away," Lori ranted, throttling Lincoln crazily. T.K. stuck his head out of the room, and ran to stop Lori. Leni followed after him.
"Lori! Calm down! It's just a phone! You are acting like you are never gonna see Bobby again," T.K. remarked snidely, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Lori, stop! This is, like, very cruel of you! It was an accident, Lori! He didn't mean it!" Leni pleaded, pulling on Lori's arms. Eventually, the two succeeded in dragging Lori away from Lincoln. Meanwhile, Lincoln plopped to the ground with tears threatening to fall out. Leni pushed her into the room, closed the door. "Linky? Are…you ok?" Leni asked nervously. T.K. step up to Lincoln and sat by him.
He wrapped his arm around him, "Linc, bruh. You good? Don't worry about Lori. It was an honest mistake," T.K. reassured, patting his back.
It fell on deaf ears as Lincoln tossed off his arm, got up, and ran to his room. T.K. and Leni looked towards Lincoln's door. "This is not good. I need to go talk to him. Leni, you go and calm Lori down," T.K. ordered. Leni nodded while watching T.K. walk up to Lincoln's door. He tried to open it, but Lincoln locked it. T.K. placed his ear on the door, hearing weeping sounds.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Lincoln, open up. I need to talk to you. You look really down. Please?" T.K. prodded, twisting the knob. There was no answer. He knocked again, "Lincoln, come on! You can't keep yourself locked in your room forever!" Again, no answer. T.K. sighed. "Fine, take the time you need. You know where to find me, cuz," T.K. informed, walking away from the door.
At midnight…
Lincoln placed a note on his pillow. He grabbed his backpack, and holstered it around his shoulders. He took a good look around his room for the last time, taking in every knick knack, toy, article of clothing. With a great sigh, Lincoln crept out of the room. Cliff snoozed in the middle of the hallway without a carefree in the world. Lincoln smiled at this, petting the black cat. He resumed his deed as he crept downstairs, being careful of the creaky and brittle boards. He finally reached the front door knob. Lincoln takes in all of the living room, relishing the good memories he had along the bad memories he had recently. "Goodbye, family. I hope that you can have a enjoyable life without a wussy, simple-minded, dog-like, untalented incest like me," Lincoln whispered sadly, tears streaming out of his hands. Quietly, he opened the door, slid outside, and closed the door.
The next morning…
"Oh, yeah. That's the stuff," T.K. remarked in bliss, rubbing the hot towel all over his face. He scraped the crust out of his eyes, and dug the wax out of his ears. He tossed the towel into the dirty clothes hamper. He then walked out of the bathroom. He didn't get far before bumping into Leni, Luna, Lucy, Lana, Lisa, and Lily. They all had worried looks on their faces.
"Tee Kee, have you seen Lincoln? He's going to be late for school," Leni pried, clutching Lily close to her.
Lily shrugged, "Poo poo, Kahlee?"
"I…I don't know. He been cooped up in his room all day yesterday. He probably left early for school," T.K. replied, putting on a uneasy look.
"I dunno, dude. Lincoln usually loathes the two mile-long walk. He could be still down from Lori ripping into him yesterday," Luna recalled, causing T.K. to shift his attention to her.
"Wait, how did you know about that?" T.K. questioned.
Lisa adjusted her glasses, "You do realize that there are paper thin walls in this household, dear masculine brother. We heard everything, but we were too frightened to help out."
"What are we gonna to do? We can't just let 'em mope around! As siblings and adopted sibling, we need to help Lincoln," Lana rallied.
Lucy nodded, "Although, the anger and depression is breathtaking. I can't stand seeing Lincoln so down, sigh. So who's with me?"
"Yeah!" They all cheered. They all began to walk towards Lincoln's room to investigate before…
"All of you up there are literally going be left behind if you don't come down here right now!" Lori shouted while everyone cringed from her yelling.
"Right after school," T.K. declared quickly, running downstairs to get his stuff. The girls rushed into their rooms to get their own stuff.
At recess…
Ronnie Anne Santiago was a lot of things: a prankster, rebel, and a tomboy. But she was never a girl that tended to worry a lot; however, she hadn't seen her boyfriend in secret all morning long. She always figured that a star student like Lincoln would never miss a day in school. She need answer now, and she knows who to ask. She found her source hanging with Clyde and Krystal at the monkey bars. "T.K.!" Ronnie called, catching both of the boys' attention.
"Yo?" T.K. responded, dropping down from the bars. Ronnie walked up to him with her arms crossed.
"Have you seen Lame-O at all today? It isn't like him to cut school," Ronnie explained, hiding her concern. T.K. scratched his head as he groaned.
"Ugh, I really don't know, Ron. I thought he left early for school because he wanted to be alone. Things have been heavy over at the house lately. Some of the girls been acting some type of way," T.K. replied.
Ronnie was shocked, "So you don't know where my boyfriend is!? Don't you and Clyde be around him the most." That was no excuse for her boyfriend being missing.
"Yes, we do, and we aren't going to get nowhere with you questioning us!" T.K. yelled, attracting nearby kids. Clyde step in between the two.
"Heh, heh. Nothing to see here folks!" Clyde reassured, watching the crowd disperse. He sighed before turning towards Ronnie, "What he's saying, Ronnie: we're doing our best to find him."
Krystal patted her hand reassuringly, "We promise he'll be back safe and sound, chica." Ronnie sighed
"Then why wait? Clyde, do you still have a spare walkie talkie for me and Ronnie?' T.K. asked as he planned something big. Clyde reached into his pocket and pulled out the objects in question.
"Sure, but why?" Clyde questioned. Krystal and Ronnie turned towards T.K. with confused looks.
T.K. took both talkies and handed one to Ronnie, "Because, we're going investigatin'!"
Outskirts, during the afternoon…
Lincoln trekked through the vast forest, taking in the majestic beauty of the animals, plants, and the overall scenery. "I can see why T.K. enjoyed running away. The vast amount of places that I can go is awesome!" He remarked in awe, stepping over a log. His stomach began to growl as he set his stuff on a rock. He took a bag that was filled with food, particularly peanut butter and sauerkraut sandwiches. He took out one of the sandwiches and plopped on the ground.
"Ah, this the life. No rude, angry sisters, no parents, and no annoying neighbors," Lincoln listed, munching down the sandwich. "Although, I kinda miss Leni's hugs," Lincoln lamented as he took another bite. His eyes widened as he realized what he said, "What am I saying? Running away is for the best. I'm sure that they'll understand. Even Ronnie Anne," The boy continued his feast as a twig snapped, causing him to look towards the source of the sound. Finding nothing, he shrugged and continued eating. Another twig snapped again as Lincoln zipped his head towards the noise that came from a bush.
"Who's there? T.K., if that's you, then there's no way that I'm going back with you," Lincoln argued, turning away from the bush. The bush began to rumble as if something in there did not like what Lincoln said. The rumbling continued as Lincoln stood from the ground with an irritated look. "T.K., NOTHING you said is going to make me come back. NOTHING!" Lincoln punctuated, stomping his foot. The rumbling became aggressive as a low growl bellowed. Lincoln became nervous, "T-That is you right, T.K.?"
Lincoln was wrong as a grey wolf leaped out of the bush, snapping its jaw. Screaming, Lincoln rolled out of the way. The wolf landed roughly as it quickly got up. It slowly crawled towards Lincoln. Lincoln put his hands up defensively, "Nice wolf. You really don't want to eat me, do ya? I can give you some serious diarrhea," Lincoln lied, stepping back. The wolf continued its murderous trek, not scared by Lincoln's empty warning. "Uh, nice doggie?" Lincoln begged one more time. The wolf reared it back, preparing to leap.
Lincoln turned around and ran, "Can anything go my way for once?!
At the Loud House…
Getting in the house was the easy part, since nobody was home during school hours; however, finding the actual reason that Lincoln left was the hard part. T.K. lifted the couch on one side but he didn't find anything. T.K. growled, "Grr, we need to find something, ASAP. Who knows how the others will react when they find out?" As he thought about how he's going to cover for Lincoln, his walkie talkie buzzed. "You got something, Anne?" T.K. asked in expectance.
"Y-Yeah, just c-come up here," Ronnie answered, her voice breaking down like she was going to cry. Feeling concerned, T.K. dashed upstairs. He opened Lincoln's door to Ronnie Anne, sitting on the ground, sniffing, and holding something in her hand.
"What's that?" T.K. pried, pointing to the paper in her hand. Ronnie just handed him the paper, and dropped to her bottom. "To T.K. and the sisters that care about me. If you are now reading this, I'm already long gone.. I just can't take verbal and physical abuse anymore," T.K. began, his eyes widening in horror. As he read this, a previous memory came rushing towards him like a tidal wave.
"How come that I ended up with such a wuss like you,"
"I'm very sorry that this had to come to this point, but any moment longer, then I would gone insane from this ordeal," T.K. continued as another memory erupted his mind.
"Oh, so you know how to be a comedian, huh, Stink-coln!? Lemme tell you something, runt: I have more knowledge about being funny in my pinky than you have in simpleton brain of yours,"
"T.K., please look after everyone, and stay out of trouble yourself. You can be just as much of a hothead like Lola and Lori," T.K. growled, becoming angry at the real truth behind Lincoln's disappearance. Once again, another memory invaded his mind.
"You are like that one dog in the kennel that nobody wants because it acts up all the time, and it screws up any order it receives,"
"One more thing, T. Tell Ronnie Anne that…I'm sorry that our relationship had to end this way. I hope that I can come back one day when everything had settled down. Good bye for now, Lincoln," T.K. finished, crumpling the paper, and throwing it away. He pounded the wall in rage as a final memory flashed his mind.
"Now, I have to work twice as hard at work to buy a new phone because you couldn't literally watch where you are going! When I leave this place, I am going to literally miss you least of all, you geeky, untalented insect! Why don't you do us all a favor, and literally run away!"
"Those! Low! Down! Dirty! Heifers!" T.K. roared, cracking the wall further with every punch. Ronnie Anne stopped crying, and looked up from her knees.
"T.K., calm down! We need to focus, and find Lincoln soon! We can't do anything if we let our emotions get the better of the two of us!" Ronnie urged. T.K. stopped long enough for him to listen to her. Sighing heavily to calm himself down, T.K turned towards her.
"You right. But could we start? We've got no leads," T.K. pointed out, raising his hands in the air in exasperation, Ronnie wiped her tears, and began to think. She snapped her fingers in realization.
"I know it isn't much, but how about asking the townspeople for any leads. They're bound to seen Lincoln at some point today," Ronnie proposed eagerly.
T.K. rubbed his chin, "Hmm, it's worth a shot. Let's do it for Lincoln!" He held his fist out.
"For Lame-O!" Ronnie retorted, bumping T.K.'s with her own.
Back in the woods…
Lincoln dodged tree after tree, trying to get away from the wolf. The wolf was steadily onto his trail; it was determined to get its dinner. Lincoln hopped over a gap and turned left. Slowing to a walk, Lincoln crept away from the wolf. He kept his eye on it, hoping that it wouldn't sniff him out. "Alright, I gotta keep qui-YAHHHHHH!" Lincoln screamed as he back up off a small cliff. The boy tumbled and tumbled as he became dirty and bruised from the dirt. He rolled off from the cliff, "Uh oh, ahhhhh!"
THWACK!
He smacked his head onto a large rock before slamming to the ground. Weakly, he look up at the wolf, who heard him screaming the entire way down. The wolf turned around to return to its cave. Feeling his consciousness fading, Lincoln shed a few tears. "I…wanna…go…home."
In a previous part of the woods…
T.K. and Ronnie rode through the forest with haste on their bikes. "Flip said that he went in this general direction. Normally, I wouldn't give him the time of day, but we need every help that can get," T.K. stated, bunny hopping over a rock.
"Yeah, Flip can come through for us when the matter is about something other than money," Ronnie remarked, ducking under a branch.
"Ahhhhh!" A scream stopped the two in their tracks. "Lincoln!?" They pedaled rapidly towards the boy's screams of distress. In the distance, they both saw a wolf crawled off. T.K. was the first to stop; he hopped off his bike. He dashed towards the edge, and looked down. Lincoln was sprawled on the ground with his eyes closed. Ronnie caught up to him as she followed his gaze. She gasped before traversing the steep landscape slowly, being careful to not slip. T.K. followed her, and the two reached Lincoln in record time.
"Oh my god, Lincoln!" Ronnie cried, leaping towards the unconscious boy. Lincoln's clothes was torn from the tumble down the cliff side, he was covered in dirt and mud, and he was bruised and cut up. She gave him the biggest hug that she could manage. T.K. sighed in blissful relief, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Ok, now that we found him. Let's get him to a hospital, asap!" T.K. ordered, wrapping Lincoln's arm around his neck. Ronnie did the same with his other arm. The three traveled the safe way back up to their bikes for Lincoln's sake.
Later at night at the hospital…
"Is he gonna be ok, doc?" Ronnie asked in distress, clamping on to the railing of Lincoln's bed. The doctor looked up from his notes with a sincere smile. Lincoln watched from his hospital bed with a tired look.
"Yes, Miss Santiago. Lincoln has cuts, bruises, and a mild concussion, but he will be fine. Might I asked that how he got this way?" The doctor pried with a curious look. T.K. and Ronnie gave each other nervous looks before turning back to the doctor.
"He had a terrible skateboarding accident which involved thorns, tumbling, and screaming," T.K. lied, hoping that the doctor will buy it.
"Hmm, I see. Now, Mr. Loud. Please get some rest, but try not to go to sleep. Now, I'll be taking my-"
SWOOSH! THUD!
"Linky!" Leni exclaimed, bursting through the double doors with Luna, Lucy, Lana, Lisa, and Lily. They all rushed up to the bed, and hugged him. Lincoln hissed in pain from the multiple hugs.
"Too tight!" Lincoln groaned as the girls let go from him. Luna planted herself on the side of the bed.
"Dude! Where were you!? Your school has been calling the house ever since we've gotten home! Didja skipped!?" Luna questioned with an upset look. Lincoln turned his head away with shyly as T.K. grabbed her attention.
"It's a long story. Now, where are the others? I want to have a little chat with them," T.K. remarked darkly.
Luna jabbed her thumb at the door, "They should be here right about…"
SWOOSH! THUD!
"Lincoln! Thank god that your alright!" Lori exclaimed, again bursting through the double doors with Luan, Lynn, and Lola. T.K. hopped from the bed with a cross look; he stopped them with an outstretched hand.
"Uh uh! Do not take another stop forward!" T.K. demanded, crossing his arms. The four were confused from his hostile attitude.
"What are you talking about, T.K.?" Lola pried, stepping towards Lincoln's bed. She was stopped by T.K.'s outstretched leg, and she was pushed back towards the group.
"Don't play dumb! Because of you, you, you, and YOU, Lincoln ran away this morning and Ronnie and I had cut school in order to find him!" T.K. argued as everyone sans Lincoln and Ronnie gasped from the reveal.
"What's makes you think that we drove our brother away? We love him!" Lynn exclaimed, stepping up to T.K with an angry look.
T.K. rolled his eyes, "Denial, that's to be expected from someone who thinks that anyone that can't hang with physically, is a certified wuss!" Lynn reared back her fist and threw it at T.K. He dodged it as Lynn threw another one. He rolled out of the way, while Lynn came at him for one more swing. He sidestepped, sticking his foot out.
"Woah!" Lynn bellowed, tripping over his leg. She went flying towards the wall, smacking against it, and sliding down from it. Luan went and made sure that she was ok. Lola stomped up to him with a enraged look.
"What is wrong with you, you big bully!? You can't just push because of something that we didn't do!" Lola yelled. T.K. chuckled to himself as he glared at her.
"Bully, huh? That's sounds ironic, coming from you. Now, move, lil' pup," T.K. ordered darkly, staring her down. Lola tightened her glare.
"No," She responded, venom leaking out of every syllable. Rolling his eyes, T.K. snatched her up by the neckline of her dress. He turned her around, and reared his hand back.
"Hey, as princess, I DEMAND that you put m-"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Tears welled in Lola's eyes as T.K. placed three good swats onto her bottom. T.K. set her down gently, watching her run behind Lori.
"Jeez, you been askin' for that since the day I meet ya!" T.K. shouted as he was pushed to the ground by Lori.
"Calm down, twerp! You are literally out of line!" Lori demanded angrily.
"Oh, the worst banana of the bunch! You know, you got sum nerve treating Lincoln like you did yesterday. Also, I'll give you outta line," T.K. hissed, standing before her, He turned towards Lincoln and the others, "Hey everyone, guess what!? When all of your are in a life and death situation, and it's down to Lori to save her phone or us: she'll probably go for her phone on the spot," T.K. deemed as everyone gasped.
Lori's jaw dropped for a good second. She then fixed her face into a fierce glare. "You…you asshole!" She screeched, rushing towards T.K. He moved out the way with a roll. She went for another one, and T.K. rolled again. For the third time, Lori feinted another grab attempt, making T.K. roll right towards her. She snatched him up in a sleeper hold, "You're going to regret what you did, Terrence!"
T.K. struggled against her lock, but Lori had a grip on her. Realizing this, T.K. did the only thing that seemed fair. He opened his mouth, and bit down on Lori's forearm.
CHOMP!
"Yeouch!" Lori yelled, letting go of T.K. He then ran up to Lincoln. Lori ran right after him, while T.K. held Lincoln by the head towards her. She stopped in her tracks. Lincoln averted his eyes away from her shyly.
"Look at this boy, Lori. Look at him! This boy is a blessing to your life, my life, and everyone else in this room. Yes, he may have his faults, but his heart blows all of that out of the freakin' water! You going to throw this all away over a piece of glass, plastic, and metal!? You don't deserve a brother like Lincoln! In fact, none of you deserve Lincoln," T.K. declared angrily, pointing Lori, Lola, Lynn, and Luan for clarification.
It was a like a sucker punch toward the four, especially Lori. She dropped to her knees as mascara-stained tears began to dropped. 'I-it's true. I really do care about that phone more than anyone of you in here. W-what I did yesterday was…inexcusable! Lincoln, I understand that you don't l-literally want to speak to the four of us after this; however, I want you to know that I am deeply sorry. With sisters like us, you deserve better," Lori stated in despair.
"Me too," Lola added, looking past Lori's legs.
Luan helped Lynn up, "Us three, Link."
T.K. calmed down, and walked towards Lori, "Hey, it's never too late to start fresh." He clasped her shoulder affectionately. Lori clasped his hand in return.
"Lori," Lincoln called. Lori stood up and walked towards him.
"Yes, Linky?" Lori replied.
Lincoln motioned her to him, "Closer," Lori leaned in closer. Lincoln wrapped his arms around her in the biggest hug that he could managed. Lori was shocked at first, but then return the hug in full force. Lola, Lynn, Luan, and everyone else quickly followed suit. Ronnie gave him a full on kiss. T.K. looked on with tears in his eyes.
"Beautiful, just…beautiful," T.K. remarked in happiness. Leni looked at T.K.
"Aww, Tee Kee! You're crying," Leni gushed in giddiness.
"No!" T.K. lied. He gave a second though before joining in the hug, "Aw, what the heck!"
Lincoln turned towards Ronnie, "So does that mean we are, you know?" Ronnie responded with a snuggle.
"Yeah, Lame-o. Besides, I can care less of what people think about after what just happen today," Ronnie commented nonchalantly.
Author's Note: Damn, I'm such a procrastinator. Sorry for taking so long doing this. Sorry again because I need some time off for an essay that's due at the end of the week. Three more things, I'll be focusing on more humor based stories now. Dinodude, I'll be doing one of your requests after a story from me, and I'll stop writing episodes from the actual show, and do more original work.
I'm such a lazy ass. SMH.