Hey guys. I'm back, with a brand new story. Now I would like to point out that I haven't forgotten about the Loud House Tales. In fact I still plan on continuing it, but it turns out I have more story ideas that I wanna do as separate fanfics. So I decided to do a crossover fanfic that would be a mix of both the Rugrats Go Wild (Klasky Csupo) and (Dreamworks) Madagascar (including the Madagascar video game)

Now here's the reason behind this. As soon as I read codywrasman's Lincoln and Harvey fanfiction, I really loved it, but I felt that it was a shame that it's the ONLY Loud House/Harvey Beaks crossover and I thought that Harvey Beaks deserves more respect and appreciation. And yes, Harvey Beaks did become one of my favorite modern cartoons. So after giving it some thought, I decided to do a crossover story of my own. I hope you enjoy it.

Loud House belongs to Chris Savino

Harvey Beaks belongs to CH Greenblatt

Both shows belong to Nickelodeon

Chapter One: The Announcement

The story begins with a horizon sunrise. Lincoln is seen flying through the air on a vine and running through the field of grass. Just then, a mysterious person appears from behind the bushes and sneaks up behind him.

"Surprise!"

The whole thing turns out to be a daydream and Lincoln's best friend, Clyde, happened to wake him up from it, startling him in the process. "Clyde! I thought I told you not to interrupt me when I'm daydreaming! I get stressed enough as it is without any blockheaded jokes!"

"Aw, come on Lincoln. I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday."

"Oh. Well thanks. But you didn't have to do that."

"Yeah, but I wanted to. Oh! That reminds me! Close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Come on, just do it."

Lincoln closed his eyes and held out his hands. Clyde takes something from behind his back and placed it in his hands.

"Okay, you can open them up now." Lincoln opened his eyes and sees that in his hands is an official Ace Savvy snow globe. "Happy birthday!"

"Whoa! Thanks Clyde. You shouldn't have."

"These haven't even been on the shelves yet. And to think. Another year older. Preteen, double digits, the big 1-2." Clyde noticed that Lincoln looks a little depressed. "What's the matter? Don't you like it?"

"Oh, no. It's great."

"You hate it. Augh! I knew I should've gotten the Ace Savvy alarm clock. That's the one, that's the big seller."

"No, it's not that. The presents great. Really it is."

"Then what's wrong? It's finally your birthday. Aren't you happy?"

"Just look at me, Clyde. I'm eleven years old, and I live in a house with 10 sisters. Who wouldn't be happy on a day like this? Well, to be perfectly honest….me. I mean I'm grateful I have a big family, loving parents and plenty of friends, but I'm just not sure if it's enough for me."

"I'm still not getting it."

"I guess I'm just bored is all. All day long it's just the same thing everyday. We barely go anywhere, we barely do anything and we barely meet any new friends."

Clyde can't help but feel slightly offended.

"Don't get me wrong, Clyde. I mean you're the best friend a guy could have, but don't you ever want more friends? Like don't you ever wanna see what else is out there?"

"I see your point and I guess I do."

"I'm just saying that I need a little change in my life. Another year is passing me by and still nothing ever changes. I mean, you ever noticed how many birthdays we have and yet we don't really age that much?"

"Yeah, that is pretty strange. You think we might be stuck in an infinite time loop?"

"Either that or someone waved a magic wand to grant a child's wish that we'd all be the same age forever."

"That's a possibility."

"Could be."

"Look Lincoln. You can't always focus on what can go wrong in your life, or you'd have no reason to enjoy your life. Things only change if you make them change. Why don't you go see what your sisters are doing? Maybe they can cheer you up."

"I don't know."

"Come on. You should at least go talk to them. You've always been there for them, and they have a chance to be there for you."

"I guess you're right. Thanks Clyde."

"No problem, buddy. Now I gotta go. My dads are waiting. See ya." As Clyde leaves out the door, Lincoln thinks about what he said.

"Maybe Clyde is right," Lincoln thinks to himself. "Nothing's gonna happen unless I make it happen. And I guess my sisters can help me a little." With that, Lincoln exists his room and headed towards the end of the hallway. He then knocked on Lori and Leni's door and the former goes to answer it. "Lori, just the sister I wanted to see."

"Come on, Lincoln. I remembered it's your birthday today, okay? You don't have to butter me up."

"Butter you up? I was being sincere, sis. It's good to see you."

"Okay, okay you caught me. Look, I did get you a little something, but with all that was going on I haven't had time to wrap it yet."

"Why? What's been going on?"

Just then, Luna busts out of her room with cords all tangled around her. "Dudes! I need help!"

"That's been going on," Lori confirms.

"Hey Luna."

"Hey. Happy birthday little bro."

"Thanks. But how come you're all tangled up?"

"I was getting ready for my rehearsal but I'm having a little trouble with my stuff."

"No kidding. 4 shows in a month. And I thought I had to deal with a lot of stress."

"Well it's actually more like 5, but who's counting? And with all due respect from what you do everyday, it's not too easy trying to regain my energy after each performance."

"I can help you. If you want."

"Nah, I wouldn't want to put more stress on you on your special day."

"Don't worry, I don't mind. Honest."

"Well, okay. If you insist."

Lincoln helped Luna carry her things out into the backyard. Luna told him how to set up the lights on a stage and where to put the speakers. Once everything is set up, Lincoln takes a rest. "Well that takes care of that. Looks like my work here is done."

"Maybe you ought to swing by some of the others. You look like you need a little pick me up. Nobody cheers up a boy like a comedian, right? I'll see you later tonight. Now if you'll excuse me."

"Okay, see ya." Lincoln goes back into the house and up the stairs. "I wonder if Luan can cheer me up. No matter how bad I think things are, they're always somehow better for her."

Just as Lincoln was heading to the back of the hallway, he heard a noise coming from the twins room. He goes over there and sees that his young pageant sister causing a ruckus. She then regained her composure as soon as she saw her brother. "Oh hi Linky. Sorry I can't chat right now, but as you can see, I'm in the middle of something."

"Lola, what's going on?"

"Oh nothing really, except of course for the germs. And then there's my pageant gown that needs to be washed, and there's the fact that I've been waiting for my pedicure for the past 38 minutes! Oh boy! This is the end! How can you stand it!?"

"Okay…...I'll see you later, Lola."

Lincoln leaves the twins room and heads to the bathroom. But as soon as he opens the door, a bucket falls off it and gets him all drenched. "Ah great! Now I'm all soaked!" Lincoln then takes a sniff at what he's drenched in. "But why do I smell so good?"

"That's because I used cologne." Lincoln turned around to see Luan's head pop out of her room.

"What was that for?"

"Oh just a little something I like to call 'the prank for good'. You're welcome. Happy birthday Link."

"Thanks Luan." Lincoln was rather annoyed that his sister pulled the prank, but also thankful that she did it out of love and compassion. "Well, I guess she saved me the trouble of taking a shower."

Lincoln then heads downstairs and into the front yard. Outside, his sister Lynn is with her roller derby teammates. "Well, look who it is. Happy birthday little bro." Lynn said playfully punching him in the arm.

"Thanks Lynn," Lincoln says rubbing his arm. "I really wish she would stop doing that," he muttered.

"Look Lynn-sanity," her teammates taunted. "Are you gonna race or just stand there like a wet noodle?"

"These guys wanna race you?" Her brother asked.

"Yep."

"Do they know about the—?"

"Nope."

"So they're just—?"

"To the max. Look, as much as I love a challenge, I don't think this race is even worth my time."

"Oh I see," her teammates insulted. "Taking advice from that little white haired mouse of yours."

Lincoln feels incredibly insulted. "Did you just call me a mouse?"

"I-I-did you-?" Lynn stuttered.

"They just called me a mouse!"

"Nobody calls my brother a mouse and gets away with it," Lynn muttered to herself. "Listen you guys! You can taunt me all you want, and maybe you can pummel me to a pulp, but nobody, and I mean nobody ever makes fun of my brother, except me! Just for that, it's time for you to put your money where your mouth is!"

"Ha!" Her teammates laughed. "You think you can beat us? You don't stand a chance."

"You guys don't know what you're talking about!" Lincoln steps in. "Lynn is the greatest athlete I've ever known! She can beat anyone, anywhere, anytime at any game!"

"Yeah! And to prove it, I'm gonna beat you guys in a roller derby race!"

"Yeah!"

"And my brother Lincoln is going to be the mediator!"

"Yea—wait! What? Me? You want me to mediate?"

"Come on Lincoln, you'll do great. All you gotta do is see who gets to the finish line first."

"Lynn, I don't know. What if I'm no good at this?"

"Lincoln, you'll do fine. It's just a simple task. What do you say, little brother?"

"Well…..okay. I'll do it."

Lynn and her teammates are at the starting line (which is basically the Loud House)each with their roller skates on. "Okay!" Lincoln announced. "The rules are simple. All contestants must go a full two laps around the whole block. And whoever makes it around back her is the winner. Now….On your mark! Get set! GO!"

The racers started going around the block. At first, Lynn is going at the same speed as her teammates, but soon starts falling behind. She then remembered how her teammates were mocking her brother and gets determined to beat them at their own game. So she starts giving it all she's got and during the last few seconds, she reached the finish line at almost the same time as her teammates. However a camera shot the last second of the race. Lincoln goes over to the camera and takes the photo. "And the winner is…" the photo shows Lynn falling down, but her ponytail reaches the finish line first. "…...Lynn Loud Jr. by a hair! Zing! Get it?"

"You keep making jokes like that and you're gonna give Luan a run for her money," Lynn said with a sarcastic unamused look. "But seriously, nice mediating little bro."

"Thanks Lynn. Looks like my work here is done. Guess I'll kick it on back to the closet."

"Aw, Lincoln. Don't be so down in the dumps. Cheer up. It is your birthday after all."

Lincoln then heads to the garage and finds Lana and Lisa with a bucket of worms. "Hey, whatcha guys up to?"

"Sorry Lincoln," Lana said. "That's classified."

"Classified? To who? Doesn't look like you're doing much of anything."

"For your information, elder brother," Lisa confirms. "We are in the middle of an important training operation. Trying to train Lana here how to use fishing rods in emergency situations. The only problem is that she keeps EATING THE BAIT OUT OF THE BUCKET!"

Lana is shown eating worms. "What? I can't help it!"

Lisa just pushed her glasses into place in frustration. "As you can see, the operation isn't going so good. But since you're here, would you care to observe?"

"Eh, why not?" Lincoln gives in. "It's not like I've got anything better to do, anyway."

The kids are at a nearby pond. Lana is sitting on the edge of a cliff next to the water while Lincoln and Lisa watched. "Alright Lana," Lisa ordered. "Time to prove yourself worthy in the field. As soon as you're ready to cast, lower the fishing lure into the water. And once your ready to release, just bring it back up. Remember, this takes careful precision, perseverance and patience."

"You got it, Lisa," Lana confirmed.

"And one other thing. DON'T EAT THE BAIT!"

Lana was about to drop the worm into her mouth, but then stopped. "AUGH! Fine!" Lana sits down on the ground and casted her line. She starts catching a bunch of fish and puts them in a bucket of their own.

"Lisa," Lincoln says suspiciously. "Are you really training Lana or are you just making her catch fish for you?"

"Eh, a little bit of both. Mostly that second one." Lisa then turns to Lana. "Well, looks like you've got some serious skills as a fisherman. The field requires some creativity. Now, using the fishing rod, I need you to catch a few things. They might come in handy later."

Lana then catches various things like a birds nest, a hat, a boot, a blanket and a picnic basket.

"Well done. Now for your next lesson, you'll need to use your fishing line to swing from that tree. Just wrap the line around that branch."

"You got it!" Lana tried to cast, but everytime she keeps missing. With every failed attempt, she gets more and more frustrated. "Augh! This is impossible!"

"Hey Lisa," Lincoln asks. "Mind if I talk to her?"

"By all means, dear brother."

Lincoln goes over to help his sister. "This is hopeless!" Lana complains. "How am I supposed to do this!?"

"Lana," Lincoln comforts. "Calm down. There's no need to get mad."

"Well I am mad! This is just too hard for me!"

"Well you're making it harder by getting so angry. I can help you, but first you just need to relax."

Lana then takes a deep breath to calm herself down. She then takes another for good measure. After that, she feels a little more satisfied. "Huh. That did feel good."

"See? Now do you feel more calm?"

"A little. But how am I going to get this right?"

"Lana, I believe you can do this. You just have to remember these 3 things. Precision, perseverance and patience. Step one: precision. To get the precise results, just focus on your goals, and nothing else. Just focus on the branch and you'll be alright. Step 2: perseverance. The important thing is to keep on going and never give up, no matter how hard it seems. And finally, step 3: patience. If you get too mad, you'll start to mess up. Just stay calm and focus on what you're doing. If you can do all that, you'll do great."

"You really think I can do this, Lincoln?"

"I do sis. Just remember what I taught you."

"Okay, I'll try." Lana tries to concentrate. "Come on, Lana. You can do this," she said to herself. "Just focus, keep on going, stay calm and don't get mad." Lana focuses on the branch and prepares to cast. The fishing line wrapped around the the branch really tight. She hangs on to the fishing pole and swings on it before finally letting go and landing in the pond. "I…..I….I did it? I did it! I really did it! I can't believe I did it!"

Lincoln, Lana and Lisa then head back to the house. "I must admire your tactics," Lisa complimented. "That was some first class training."

"Thanks," Lana said. "But I couldn't have done it without my brother. Thanks for helping me Lincoln."

"Anything for my little sister."

"Now if you'll excuse us, we have some unfinished business to take care of." Lana and Lisa then leave as Lincoln looks suspicious.

"Those girls are cooking something up," Lincoln thought to himself. "Hmmm. I wonder if Lola's cooled off enough to talk." Lincoln goes back into the house and upstairs to the twins room. "Hey Lola."

"Hi Linky," Lola greets. "Sorry I forgot to wish you a happy birthday earlier. Sometimes I get wrapped up in my own problems."

"Yeah I know. What's wrong this time?"

"It's Lana's pets. They think they can just scatter around wherever they want and they leave a filthy mess all over my side of the room. And who do you think has to clean all that up?"

"You?"

"What? No! I have Lana do that. But she always waits to the last minute because she's so lazy! It drives me NUTS!"

"Well have you ever tried cleaning up the mess yourself?"

"Eww! No way! Can you imagine if a pageant queen like me would be seen picking up trash? Let alone living in it? I'd never hear the end of it."

Lincoln then gets an idea. "Whatever you say Lola. You're probably too much of a sissy to handle it anyway."

Lola stopped in her tracks. "Excuse me?!"

"No offense, Lola. But you couldn't clean this mess yourself even if you wanted to."

"What?! I could so!"

"No you couldn't. This is a job for someone who likes to get their hands dirty. Not a cute little prissy sissy like you."

"I'll show you who's a sissy! I could clean up this room in a flash all on my own!"

"Okay then little miss universe. Prove it."

"Okay then I will!" Lola then takes off her pageant gloves and puts on a pair of latex gloves. "Time to take out the trash." Lola then sent all of Lana's animals back to their cages and cleaned up their messes. She then finishes the process by washing the windows, making the beds, steam cleaning the carpets and organizing the closet. "See? All finished."

Lincoln looks inside and sees that the room is completely spotless. "Yep. I'll never doubt you again Lo."

"Well you shouldn't because….." Lola then realized what just happened. "Wait a minute. I just cleaned the whole room by myself. You tricked me! Well played."

"Lola, I only did that to teach you a lesson. Sooner or later, you're going to have to start doing things yourself. Even when it involves doing something you hate."

"I guess you're right."

"Well anyway, I'm gonna go take a nap. Let me know when when it's dinner time." Lincoln goes back into his room and then lays on his bed for a little alone time.

There's the first chapter of my new story. Now there's a chance some of you are thinking 'Where's Harvey Beaks if this is supposed to be a crossover story?' Well don't worry, they're going to be appearing in a later chapter. Now I don't know exactly when the next chapter will be released, but I am working on them in advance, but also out of order at the same time. So stay tuned. So long everybody!