Yup, another one-shot I'm turning into a multi-chapter story. Ain't I something else? XD

I was going to end it as a one-shot, but then I saw how well received the story became, and I also kinda have a soft spot for this version of the pairing. There's just something about it that seems... charming, and makes me want to write more about it.

And hey, it's something sort of new, why complain?

However, I won't sugarcoat the fic and act. There might be times where

Hi everybody, it's Lincoln again. You may be wondering why I'm coming back to this story, specially since last time I talked about it, I probably implied I wouldn't go back to it. I mean, it was so embarrassing on so many levels, and not just on my end either. But, if I have to be honest, the story didn't end there...

And I'm kinda of glad it didn't.

But, I'm not going to get ahead of myself. Let me continue this story a week after it happened...

It was around midday at the Loud House, where Lincoln was sitting on the couch, surfing through the TV hoping to find a channel that could catch his attention. He was still a bit stunned about what happened last week, the day he found out that Paige, the girl he was crushing on... was actually a guy.

Not only that, but due to feeling so... awkward and nervous about the whole situation, he said some things without thinking about it. So yeah, if there was anything on TV he could watch to get those thoughts off his mind, then he would watch it! Definitely!

"Welcome to the Blarney the Dinosaur Feel-Good Show!"

Dang it.

"I love this episode."

Lincoln flinched and turned around to see, not Lucy, but Lola and Lana sitting right next to him. Lana was sitting on Lola's lap like a doggy, while Lola petted Lana and stroke her chin.

"This is the episode where Blarney tries to help Bleronica try write a love letter to Blayden!" Lola chirped before giving her brother a pleased look. "I don't know why you were in the mood to watch this show, Lincoln, but thanks for putting it on anyway!"

"To be honest, I wasn't in the mood to watch this show," Lincoln sighed and looked at the ground. "I was just channel surfing for a show that could help me forget about... something, that's been bothering me since last week."

The other sisters suddenly came out of various hiding spots as Lola inquired, "Is this something you want our help with?"

"Honestly, I don't know if you'd be of much help," Lincoln put a hand on his cheek. "I mean, I could talk to you about it, but-"

"Lincoln, if you're worried we'll make fun of you or tease you about whatever's on your mind, then I promise you we'll be as supportive as we can be, and not do anything that could make you feel unsure about anything," Lynn stated as she walked to her brother's side. "At the very least, tell us a little bit about what's happening, give us some context to see if we really can help you or not."

The boy scanned his surroundings, and seeing he was surrounded by his concerned sisters, he took a deep breath, and explained:

"Last week, I was requested by Paige, the "girl" I have a crush on, to go to the boys' bathroom, where she told me-"

"Stop right there, I think the issue you're dealing with is rather obvious," Lori suddenly interrupted. "You feel literally incredibly nervous because not only do you think you should've taken the first step, but the fact that whatever Paige told you, she did so in an awkward location."

"Wait, what?" Lincoln raised an eyebrow.

"Lincoln, there's nothing wrong with you not taking the first step," Lynn sat next to Lincoln and put a hand on his shouldeer. "Some of your classmates, or whoever gave you the idea, may've made you think it's a bad thing, but it's really not."

"However, I will, like, agree with you on the deal with the location," Leni remarked, with the other sisters nodding in agreement. "I mean, the boys' bathroom? Really? Surely there's, like, a dozen or so better locations to tell somebody something."

"That's not the issue! Well, the location was an issue, but you get the point!" Lincoln jumped off the couch, and turned to his sisters. "The thing's that-"

And then, without warning, a letter was slid down through the door, which Lincoln immediately noticed. He ran to the letter, his sisters following suit, and the next thing he noticed was that the letter was sealed with a heart shape.

And there was "For Lincoln Loud" written at the side.

"Oooh, it must be a love letter for you!" Lana remarked, before sniffing the letter. "And it has that "I wanna be more than friends" scent to it!" Looks like whoever sent this letter really likes you, Lincoln."

As the sisters spoke to the others, wondering what the letter contained, Lincoln took a deep breath, and slowly opened it before reading:

"Dear Lincoln, I'm sorry for the awkwardness of our last interaction at the bathroom. I was thinking we could hang out at the park? You know, to try and remedy the awkwardness? My phone number is at the very end of this letter, give me a call if you wanna talk more about it, or just talk in general. With love..."

Lincoln paused, and put the letter down before finishing, "Paige."

The sisters gasped, and the girly side squealed or otherwise showed joy for Lincoln, while the tomboy side seemed proud and happy for him. And as the boy looked at the letter with a concerned expression, Lisa walked to him and patted his back as she said, "While I'm not someone for emotional investment, I will congratulate you for achieving another level in your relationship with this Paige girl."

"Yeah, dude, after whatever happened at the bathroom, this has to be so relieving!" Luna remarked before petting her brother's head. "You're a step further with your crush than most of us are with our own crushes, now that I think about it."

"I guess you could say we could take a Paige from your book," Luan giggled. "But seriously speaking, way to go, Lincoln!"

However, the compliments and congratulations fell on deaf ears, as Lincoln couldn't believe what he just got. He learned last week that Paige was actually a guy, and yet here he was, a week later, having just gotten a love letter from him! Not only that, but he was asking him to talk with him at the park, he even added his phone number in the letter!

"Well, I guess there's only one thing left to do," Lincoln swallowed his fear and wrote down the phone number. "I'm gonna give Paige a call..."

Yup, that really just happened, and I did give him a call afterwards. We talked for a bit, and we both came to an agreement: We would meet tomorrow at the center of the park, at the time nobody would be around so that Paige could talk, since if he talked when people were nearby, they would probably be curious about "a girl speaking with a masculine voice."

Now, I don't think his voice is all that masculine, it's more along the lines of gender-neutral to me. But I can see why he's concerned, and I will admit, it does make sense, so I agreed to his terms.

As for my sisters? Well, of course they tried to meddle in my life. I guess they were just worried about me, since they just told me to be myself last time I wanted to try impress a girl. A lesson that's effective, but one that I've heard more than enough times already, thank you very much. I talked about it with them, and they agreed to leave us alone.

So, next day, when the park would be at it's most quiet, I went to go see Paige...

Lincoln entered the empty park and took a look around, just to verify that, if the park wasn't desolate, that at least there would be a very small number of people in there. Luckily, he saw nobody else around.

Nobody else besides a certain blonde guy, that is. Paige.

So he ran up to Paige, and as soon as the boy noticed him, he smiled, making Lincoln blushed.

"Hey, uh, I got your love letter, and, I'm sorry, but I just have to ask," Lincoln glanced back at the letter, then back at Paige. "Why?"

"Well, the only other option I could think of was to train a pigeon or a parrot to deliver the message for me, you know, like in medieval times," Paige scratched the back of his head and looked elsewhere. "And believe it or not, birds and I don't exactly get along, so-"

"No, I mean," Lincoln paused and took a deep breatht. "Why did you send me a love letter?"

The blonde boy looked away and blushed, "Well, I remembered how after you sent me the love letter, I did nothing with it, and after thinking about it, that felt... unfair. I mean, you're not the first guy to send me a love letter, but at the same time, I wanted to at least cheer you up... but, at the same time, I was afraid you'd find out my secret back then, and I was worried that you would cringe or see the times we spent together in a negative light-"

"I would never do that!" Lincoln exclaimed, only to quickly correct himself, "A-And by that I mean, after all you did to cheer me up, I wouldn't see those moments in a worse light just because you were a guy. Although, I'd probably fumble on my words like before."

Paige raised an eyebrow, prompting Lincoln to explain, "You see, when I found out you were a boy, everything that came out of my mouth, came out of nerves and awkwardness, okay? I wasn't thinking straight, and I just said what I thought at the moment."

"Yeah, I had the same problem as well, what with my explanation and the relationship stuff," Paige then remembered something. "And, if you don't mind me asking, after thinking about it some more, is there anybody, in specific of course, you think could have a problem with our relationship, if we had one that is?"

"How do I put this in a way you won't get the wrong idea?" Lincoln hummed to himself. "Paige, there's this girl I like, as a friend, who moved into a big city a long time ago. Her name's Ronnie Anne, and her moving away was, in a way, the reason we met at Gus' Games and Grub."

"Oh, so she's the reason you were sad?" Paige frowned. "And, I'm assuming you're worried she won't take it kindly to see you and me, being "girlfriend" and "boyfriend"?"

"Yeah, Ronnie Anne's the toughest girl in my school, and she kinda had to hide it by pestering and demeaning me, so people wouldn't tease me about our relationship," Lincoln scratched the back of his head and looked at the sky. "It worked for the most part, but then I started getting some sort of feelings from her, I grew used to her demeaning tactics, and then she moved away."

If Paige's silence was any indication, he was... a bit lost. "So, to recap, you're not boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Nope! Just a pair of friends whose relationship is much more complicated than it probably should be!" Lincoln laughed about it for a moment, then looked at the ground and twiddled his fingers. "But, getting back on topic, I'm worried that if we do start a relationship, that she'd get the wrong idea and beat me up for it. She's... kinda prone to violence, if you get on her bad side."

Paige rolled his eyes. "I can only imagine."

The boys laughed for a moment, and as soon as the laughter died down, Lincoln and Paige avoided eye contact, trying to think of something to say, or a way to continue the conversation without making it awkward. And then, Lincoln remembered the boy asked about a relationship merely moments ago.

"Paige, I think we need to hang around a little bit more before we can think about our relationship beyond being just friends," Lincoln scratched the back of his head. "I mean, I don't think you know that much about me, and so far the only thing I know about you besides the fact you like that dancing game at Gus' Games and Grub, is... well, you know..."

Paige looked at the ground, and Lincoln followed suit, only to cheer up when he realized what he said. "Gus' Games and Grub! That's it!"

"What about it?" Paige inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"We could hang out at Gus' Games and Grub to try and get to know each other better, while having a good time playing the games available!" Lincoln explained, scratching his chin as he said, "I can't do it today, though, I have to do some stuff back home, but I'm free tomorrow!"

"Same with me, but only during the evening at around 3 to 4 pm," Paige clasped his hands. "Will you be free at least during that time? If not, we can book it for another day-"

"No, don't worry, I'll be available," Lincoln clenched his fist and gestured to give Paige a fist bump. "3 to 4 pm, at Gus' Games and Grub?"

Paige clenched his fist and silently nodded before the duo did a fist bump. And so, with that said and done, Lincoln bid farewell and waved goodbye as he walked back home, with Paige returning the wave as he left.

So, I basically booked a date with Paige to the place where we first met. Isn't that romantic? Not that this is supposed to be a romantic date or anything, we're just hanging out to try and get to know each other better, that's it!

As for where my feelings stand right now? Well, I got to explain everything to him about what I said and how nervous I was, so anxiety over that's out of the window. But, if you want me to be completely honest, I'm still quite conflicted, and I'd rather wait until we actually hang out at Gus' Games and Grub before I say anything conclusive.

And hey, who knows? Maybe not only will my feelings become clearer, but I could even gather up the courage to ask Paige what he thinks about this as well! After all, you know what they say.

Tomorrow is another day. And hopefully a good one, too.