I was kind of nervous how you girls are doing. Though I don't mind entertaining the guests, but there's this one fella who is so overdrinking the punch, I still kept my mind on you. But Lynn wasn't that concerned yet.

"Honey, why the long face?" Lynn Sr. asks his face after noticing her worried expression.

"Oh, nothing," Rita hesitantly answers. "Just minding about the party. But I think your photocopier there must have been too much on the punch." She then points out to that fella.

"Nahh, that was Richie. Kind of annoying but fun," Lynn Sr. answers in a relaxed manner. "Why? Is something else wrong? Was it that tie?!"

"No, no. It's just I feel is something wrong is going on now."

"Honey, it's just the stress kicking in. Let's have fun. It's a Christmas party. Time to have fun!" Lynn then picks up a tray and gives it to his wife. "Speaking of, the guys love your hors d'oeuvres. Let's gather some more." He then insists but taking his wife to the kitchen premises.

"Oh…okay…" Rita then reluctantly helps prepare the appetizer with her husband.

I just feel the maternal instincts at that moment. I knew something is wrong at this picture. But in the meantime, might as well take the moment to calibrate with healthy snacks. That is when you came in, Lori.

As mentioned, Lori, dressed as an angel stumbles on her folks in the kitchen, feeling preppy. "Hey mommy, hey daddy, do I look so stunning?"

"You look heavenly, sweetie," Lynn Sr. replies.

Rita then approaches her daughter. "Lori, I thought you went upstairs?"

"Well, I was being busy. Angel duties, mommy," she answers.

"Great you're here, Lori. Now can you do me a favor and check your sisters and your baby brother?"

In response, Lori whines about it, "Mom, you told me that I could serve the food to the guests while perform to them as an angel?"

"I know, sweetie," Rita replies. "But can you help me for the moment? Mommy really needs a help from an angel. You are an angel, aren't you?"

"Yes, mommy," young Lori pouts.

"Good. Now be a good sister and check out your sisters and your brother, please?"

"Fine, but I get to have my own musical number, right?"

But Rita takes authority to her. "Please check on them, honey. And make sure your brother is safe. Or else."

"Fine!" Lori then marches begrudgingly to the room, while she grumbles on this direction. What she does not capture is the rather serious tone of her mother's command.

Just at that look on your face, I sensed that something might go wrong in the proceedings. Well, I bet you kids know how to handle yourselves. Or at least I know.

Back on the girls, they desperately search for their baby brother around the room, in hopes that he has not escaped the room. They search under the bed. None. They look inside the cabinets. None. They inspect the drawers. None as well. They examine the entire room from top to bottom. Baby Lincoln officially got out of their watch and crawled out of the room.

"Linky's not here, guys!" Luna shrieks.

"Maybe he's tricking us and he is invisibible!" Leni utters.

Luna projects, "Now how would he be invisi…invisi…whatever it means when no one can see you?"

"There's only one place where our baby brother went," Lynn addresses with pointing at the opened door.

Luan then expresses, "Well, I guess it's time to rattle him out. Hahaha. Get it?" It goes to the annoyance of her other sisters.

"We have no other choice dudes! Let's go!"

At Luna's encouragement, the sisters sneak out of their room as the loud Christmas music echoes throughout the halls of their house. But as they are about to tiptoe their way out, Leni, Luna, Luan and Lynn literally bump into Lori, who is about to go to their room.

"LORI!" the girls yelp.

"Girls, what…are you…literally doing out of the room?" Lori asks.

The girls try to give their own excuses simultaneously, but they only baffle Lori.

The older sister then silences them. "Woah…hold it. What's going on here?"

"Nothing!" the girls deny.

"Surely, nothing at all, sis," Luna justifies.

Leni then naïvely adds, "Yeah, definitely not looking for Lincoln, who was missing. Of course not. That would be bad!"

After their sister unintentionally slip out the trouble, the sisters scold her, "Leni!"

"Lincoln's MISSING?"

"Lori, calm down. We are trying our best…here…" But Luna's pleas are not ample to calm her sister down.

Flames appear in her eyes, which somehow did not bother Luan. "I gotta say: Lori has a bright vision. Haha!"

"Too soon, dude," Luna utters as Lori vents in front of them.

"WHY CAN'T YOU BUZZOS FOR ONCE DO SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T LITERALLY MAKE ME IN TROUBLE? WHY?" After that, Lori takes deep breaths to calm her temper down. But steam bursts through her nostrils and her ear canals.

Lynn is dumbfounded to see this through. "Man, do that again!"

However, for some reason, Leni reasons to Lori, "Hey Lori, I know you could be mad. But Lincoln is probably out there, lost and…what is that word?"

Luna then answers for her, "Scared?"

"Yes! And scary!" Leni continues, "So, we cannot do trouble if we start looking for him now and let no one think we did something wrong. So?" She then ends with a gleam on her face.

At one breath, Lori calms down. "You know for once from being smart as a brick, you have literally become smarter than one."

Leni takes that too much as a compliment. "Oh, thank you Lori! At least I'm smarter than a brick!"

"Keep it down. It's not a good thing." The older Loud sister then points out to the others. "Alright, let's find Lincoln no matter what. But for good matters, I have to blame you all for this. Deal?"

Even though their sister offered them this much of a bargain, they all agree with the deal to search for Lincoln immediately outside of their room.

My maternal instincts still kicked in, even when I joined in the party games. In the conga line, it still kicked in. In serving the perfect ice cream dessert, it still kicked in. Even in that game where my right leg was tied to your father's, I still feel that motherly instinct.

Thus I head to the next activity I can think of: gift-wrapping.

After Rita mysteriously slipped out of the party, Lynn Sr. searches for her, only to find her in their room, wrapping gifts randomly. "Honey, everything okay?"

"Oh Lynn! I hate to be bothered. So doing gifts now, you know? Have to do a lot for the party…"

But as she hysterically wraps the gifts, which are mostly trinkets, her husband calms her down, "Sweetie, we can take care of the gifts later. Let's have fun!"

Rita then asks, "Is it fun, you know, feeling something wrong might happen and that you have try to make everything perfect not for it to happen?"

Lynn tries his best to comfort her. "Ohhh sweetie, you are already perfect for me. You don't need to make this perfect."

Convinced after her husband embraces her like a child, she utters, "Well fine. It's the stress kicking. But the gifts still need wrapping."

"I'll handle the wrapping while you take a break in the kitchen. I had a special Christmas meal, just for you."

"Awww…you wouldn't…"

"Oh, why wouldn't I? Your special chef…"

After a rather intimate moment, which the Loud matriarch would not spill to her young children, Rita then walks to the kitchen to rest on the food. She mostly digs on to the finger food, since they are easy to consume.

Then, a tremor shakes upon the fondue that was left near the sink. It was from the pot where the chocolate was stored.

That is when I heard something. It was something from a horror movie. A vibration from the pots and pans. I grab a nearby spoon to protect myself. Is it a creature from outer space? Was it a gremlin? Or a giant rat? Or a supernatural occurrence I may have not heard of?

Slowly but surely, Rita flips the lid of the pot open, only to find her infant son Lincoln smothering himself in molten chocolate. "Ohhh Lincoln, what you're doing in mommy's special chocolate?"

As she lifts him out of there, Lincoln unintentionally throws some chocolate on her dress while giggling playfully.

"You rascal. Shouldn't have made you and your sisters chocoholics." She immediately regrets that moment in her pregnancy where she ate a lot of chocolate cake that Lynn gives to her. Thus, as she is carrying her next baby (Lucy), she vows to herself, "Well, I'll not take up chocolate anymore. Although…" With no other choice having syrupy chocolate on her hands, she licks it off. Though, she stops immediately. "Well, time to wipe this chocolate off of you."