Sooooo back again. Sorry for the week waiting. It's just I've been really busy and I think now is the time to do it so I hope you guys enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the loud House. All rights reserved to Chris Savino.

Chapter 2: What sisters are for

"Ouch" Lincoln said, as he got up.

"LINCOLN YOU OK BUDDY? I CAN GET AN ICE PACK! LEMME GET AN ICE PACK!" Clyde said worryingly, running into the dining room. Usually Lincoln would insist he's ok, but this time when he watched Clyde almost leaping into the freezer like Han solo and the trash chute, He didn't stop him.

Because this time.

It was bad.

Very bad.

As Lincoln attempted to bend his leg... Back into shape, He heard a rumbling noise. A noise he was very aware of. Then he saw it. As the room filled with smoke, he got a glimpse of the 10 headed beast on it largest stampede yet. Clyde was one of the ten. He was there instead of Lily, who was happily wandering around in her room, knocking a few potions over.

"Omigosh are you ok Lincoln?" Said Lori, not hesitating to pick him up.

Lincoln felt tears in his eyes. He didn't know if it was the fact He snapped his leg in half, or the fact that Lori was holding him so tight he felt like soon his brain would need a reboot. Either way, he was going to cry.

Lori shrieked all of a sudden. Lincoln stared at her, her hair was waving all over the place. And then CLONK.

"Groan... What happened?" Asked Lincoln, still a bit woozy.

"Lori was carrying you and she tripped." Luna said. "You were knocked unconscious."

"Sorry Lincoln... I shouldn't have been running." Lori said, looking down.

"It's alright. You were in a panic." He replied.

He looked around the room. He noticed he was in hospital.

"Excuse me, Mr and Mrs loud, can a see you a second?" The Doctor asked.

They walked out of the room. "What is it doctor?" Mrs loud asked, beginning to worry.

"Well by now you have seen the X-Rays." He said, handing an image to them.

"Yes doctor." Mr loud said.

"Well the break is sadly unfixable." The doctor said. He sighed, "Well I'm afraid that Lincoln is going to be in a wheelchair."

"Wh..." Mrs loud said, before looking towards her husband.

"For life..." The doctor said

This caused Mrs loud to clutch her head and look down. She couldn't say a word. She had gone through some emotional moments in her life, but never did she think of those words coming from the truth.

"Hang on so y...wh...i...i...i just...wh." Mr loud could hardly contain his shock. He just felt that a part of his life had just...crumbled off.

3 hours later.

"Lincoln, I wrote you a poem. It's called, 'broken'" Lucy said, holding up a piece of paper.

Legs, the things you require the most,

Almost as strong, as a metal post.

If you lose them, half your life is gone.

For you can never do, the things you could've done.

"Wait wait wait," Lincoln interrupted, "I thought I just fractured them, what do you mean lose?"

"Uhhhh...dang it." Lucy said, before quickly dashing off.

"What did she mean by lost?" He thought.

Waiting room

"Code red. I think Lincoln knows." Lucy said.

"Oh LUCY WHAT DID YOU TELL HIM!?." Lynn shouted.

"I just wrote him a poem. It was halfway that he found out." Lucy replied.

The girls argued. The argument grew to, well have al the girls in it. Lisa and Lily were the only ones not arguing. Lisa was just for some reason writing equations, and Lily was climbing on Lori.

Lincolns Hospital room

"Er..son.." Mr Loud said as he walker into the room.

"Yeh dad." Lincoln had now fully recovered from the unconsciousness.

"We have some bad news to tell you." His mother said, shaking.

Lincoln was starting to worry. He had never seen his parents like this.

"Um...you see son...the doctor has *gulp* told us that um...well...your leg is...not going to be healing.." His dad said, still worrying.

"What are you talking about dad?" He replied.

Mr loud was still too shocked to reply. "And...son...yo...your...your going to be in ...a wheelchair..."

"Wh..?" this left Lincoln speechless. All his life hopes and dreams. All the help he would need. How his life has just...changed.

"Sorry son." Mrs loud added.

His parents hugged him , kissed him, and left the room, just to give him some alone time.

Just think.

His life.

Gone.

Completely.

Ok guys! So Lincoln is in a wheelchair! In the next chapter we will see Lincoln getting his new equipment and what it is like in the Loud House. Just so you guys know the length of this chapter is from now on the length of all the others. Sorry I took a while on this one, I've been distracted.

See ya