The LoudBusters 13

Ok my loyal readers here's crossover of a different type... This time I've added Ghostbusters to my Loud House story hybrids. But this is based off the Ghostbusters/Ghostbusters 2/Ghostbusters: The Videogame (Realistic version)/Ghostbusters: Afterlife timeline. What if during the stream crossing that defeated Gozer in the first film damaged the dimensional fabric between the Ghostbusters dimension and the Loud House? Sending ghosts in their world. Now Lisa will be the one alongside Liam & Lucy in creating the tech to capture and contain the spooks. Frankly if Elisha Gray and Alexander Bell can both independently create the telephone then Lisa Loud can develop the proton pack equipment. Rated K+ for mild innuendo, a dark tone/plot, scary monsters, or frightening monster descriptions.

- chapter 13 - Gross-Out Ology

An hour later in the R & D section of their bunker HQ the team were going to study the slime sample they recovered from deep underneath Tall Timbers Park. Set up on a very tech laden table was the large cylindrical container holding said sample of the evil green stuff, and just as a precaution Liam was ready to fire off his proton stream at it. "Tries anything step back I'm gon' shoot it." Liam added also glaring at it.

"Clyde. I am dying to find out more about what this stuff is." A flustered Zach said to his darker skinned friend.

Sadly, before Clyde could even say a word Rusty cut him off. "I'll tell you dudes one thing. It's evil." Rusty said glaring at it.

Taking a deep sigh after the long shower she so desperately needed Stella took a seat by the boys. Her casual white tank and slim jeans would be an eye turner for guys but right now she and the boys had more pressing things on their minds. "Well, I feel better now. Lisa, I kept some of the residue from our uniforms... Boys don't give me that look, Lisa in her own words needs it for "future studies". Don't know what got into us after we fell in it, but we almost killed each other an hour ago."

Even Lincoln did a few things he regretted under the goop's influence. He almost beat up Lynn. He almost beat Lola up. Lynn almost beat Lola to a pulp. Then they both almost bashed Lola's brains in together. "Stella I was almost ready to bash my sister's face's in. It even got Clyde mad. Buddy no offense but it's pretty hard to get you really mad."

Naturally Clyde had to agree to that, this ooze made angrier than he'd ever been his entire life, something he was deeply ashamed of. "Eh, tell me about it. It was even worse than when I got mad during those dodgeball games in middle school. I was ready to strangle him."

"This stuff is potent. Whatever it is." Zach said looking it over.

"It reminds me of that time you guys went to Jordan's pool party, that got me steamed. But this stuff is way worse." Liam admitted recalling that time years ago, still the party gave the others the necessary karma.

"So, everyone what is on our schedule today? There haven't been any calls. Leaves more time for research and development." Casually Lisa said going over some notes from the filing cabinet. "Seems the plasm sample is our current subject. I trust residue samples from your uniforms were kept Zhau?"

Casually Stella nodded, as carefully Clyde delicately set two long wires into the jar of goop. Mostly to test its electrical conductivity. "Lisa we've been experimenting with the ooze we found at the abandoned sewer tunnel. Careful with it. We don't know what'll set it off.''

"Oh, hey you guys. How goes the ghost catching? Any sighting of Elvis yet?" A really energetic Lynn asked suddenly dropping by the HQ, making an Elvis joke. Not the first one the team had heard mind you.

The Elvis joke had everyone just scowl at her, Lynn knew that joke was bad. "Tough crowd huh? Maybe a little exercise will get yer brains back in gear. Do a jog. Breakdance. Go for a run. Works for me. Maybe even play some b-ball?" She stopped her dribbling and spun it on her finger.

"Uh Lynn you do realize we're busy, we've got a lot of tests to run on this... eh slime." Stella told her.

"Yeah, the tests are really important." Zach nodded.

By now the athlete was fed up with her brother's goopy science experiments, she wanted him off his butt and get outside for a bit. "Seriously Linc ya got better things to do than sitting here on yer butts with stupid slime!" She went so far as angrily pointing at the sample.

Then the goop did the strangest thing, it gurgled and bubbled almost sending a thin dollop at the loudmouth athlete. "Huh?! Lynn do that again. I mean yell at it again.'' Lincoln said astonished by its behavior.

Oddly though, Lynn didn't even notice, shaking her head Lynn figured she'd might as well and humor her brother. "Whatever. Your slime is stupid.'' She said bored.

The slime sample then gurgled and bubbled, almost angry at Lynn's insults towards it, sending another dollop at her. The jock's eyes went wide as golf balls, her insults were making the goop angry and gurgle at her. Again, Lincoln told her to try a third time. "Go ahead Lynn yell at it one more time.''

"You slime are the stupidest thing I've ever seen.'' She deadpanned to it again reacting the same way... gurgling aggressively.

Blinking Lynn wasn't sure what to make of this stuff, it acted like Lola losing a beauty pageant. Like a hissy fit. "Ok... How's it doing that?'' She asked confused as could be pointing at it.

"Ahah, I think I understand it now. This slime is psychoreactive as in psychomagnotheric. It responds to various human emotional states.'' Her jaw dropped Lynn wasn't the smartest in the family and couldn't understand the big fancy words Clyde was using. So, she asked for a proper translation from Clyde.

"Uh Clyde psycho-what now? In dummy terms.'' She asked him.

"Psychomagnotheric. In a sense negative human emotions materialized into this viscous, psychoreactive plasm which in my honest opinion has explosive supernormal potential. Though that origin is tenuous at best. It might even be from a tear of the space time continuum.'' Lisa told her.

Sighing Lynn picked at her ear; her sports brain didn't know what that meant either. "Say what now?! Again, Lisa dummy terms. Or as you always tell us street terms or whatever.'' Lynn grumbled.

So, things fell to Zach and simplify Lisa's technical jargon. "Basically, this stuff actually feeds on bad feelings. You call it names, get angry, and even crazier give off a lot of hate this goop goes nuts. It's also why we almost killed each other an hour ago after falling in it. So far, we've only seen it get mad.'' Zach mentioned from his notes.

"You ain't kidding." Cringing Lynn recalled that fight, it was brutal, more than how they usually get.

Glancing at the notes, Stella deduced the opposite reaction was possible with the slime. Afterall emotions weren't inherently bad, it was how the person handled them that mattered. "But we should be able to get positive reactions too. But what to try with it?'' Stella asked herself out loud.

"How 'bout some tunes? Music anybody?'' Rusty suggested with a huge grin on his face.

The redheaded Buster then grabbed the stereo, looking through the many songs available. "I'd advise you Mr. Spokes NOT to play any heavy metal, hard rock or aggressive rap. It might cause additional aggressive behavior in it. But I know just the song to test. "Best Thing Ever" is perfect. It's our family's favorite.'' Lisa cautioned him.

"We should follow it up that one Luna wrote for that darn song contest. What was it again? Oh yeah, now I remember it was "What Everybody Wants".'' Lynn recalled.

Thus, Rusty pressed the play button as "Best Thing Ever" started playing and the sample reacted, with some ripples moving through its container. The slime started sloshing around inside the cylindrical container, over and over again. Then shockingly the container jumped, a few inches to one side before bouncing to the other. "Oh, it dances. IT DANCES!" Lynn realized her eyes bugging out of her face.

The slime shot high into a geyser of goo jiggling and waving around, almost like it was dancing like Lynn said. The sight of the slime busting some dance moves while upbeat bubblegum pop music blasted from the stereo was something the team thought they'd never see in a million years. It was the funniest thing they'd seen since they'd started this job, dancing slime. Who knew?

This was most fun Stella had had today. "Shake it slime!" She cheered.

Indeed, the goop continued to splash around and jiggle as even Rusty started cheering it on. "Yeah, that's the good stuff, that's the cool dance moves!"

The slime turned into a skinny stream that continued to slosh around and wiggle, getting all jiggy with itself. It was having a good old time just partying there in the bunker. "Wow! Dance to it slime! Go for it!'' Lynn hollered cheering it on.

As Liam turned off the music, he gave everyone his two cents on this whole thing. "Hoo boy that was weird. Now I've seen everything... goo that dances. Pretty good moves too."

Jotting down the results of their experiment Lisa was taken aback by the slime's behavior. She expected positive results, but these results were completely unexpected. "Apparently it seems to like peppy pop music. Interesting behavior. We should try some smooth jazz, symphonic, blues and classical later." She noted.

In a rather goofy tumble down the staircase Haiku landed square on her butt, with a sorry look on her face. "Dang it. Lisa, I tried to stop her honestly. Frankly you need a security detail guarding this place."

Whom was she trying to stop? Why Darcy of course Lisa's best friend, having barged her way down to the R&D room, as Haiku tumbled down said stairs. A very unflattering look for the goth. Nevertheless, Darcy seemed as bright and chipper as ever. "Hey there Lisa! What kinds of cool crazy experiments are you running today?"

The studious brunette gestured to slime sample which had Darcy do a double take. This goop was the thing they were experimenting on. Granted Lisa had done plenty of weird experiments over the years but in Darcy's mind this took the proverbial cake. "This. Slime. Take my word for it but call it names you'll be surprised what happens. Go on be my guest."

Shrugging the brainy girl's friend didn't see any reason not to give it a go. "You slime! You stink! You stink like a hot summer dumpster!"

As you'd expect the slime gurgled and bubbled angrily much to Darcy's amazement, her eyes went wide as saucers. Also, as expected Lisa figured that would her BBF's reaction. "Yes, Darcy the slime dislikes negative human emotional states. In short it hates being called names. That right there is the result. We're still running tests on this plasm. If you'd like to help Darcy by all means help."

Quickly the brainy child's friend went about putting on some safety goggles & gloves as Lisa requested a necessary chemical ingredient. ''Darcy, pass me the dimethyl chlorinite, please."

Unfortunately, she'd no clue what dimethyl chlorinite was much less how to spell it leaving her confused. "Huh?" So, her brainy galpal pointed to the needed chemical, a pink liquid set in a tall beaker. "Oh that."

While she wasn't as brainy as her BBF Darcy always thought in the back of her mind Lisa could dumb down her technobabble... for people not as smart as she is. Afterall not everyone graduated college at age four and earned several degrees. But would it kill her to not flaunt it so much? "Uh Lisa nothing against science and all but wouldn't it be easier to just call it the "pink stuff"?"

Thankfully Lisa understood Darcy point of view, science was often very complex, with shortcuts often signaling disaster. So being very technical was simply a matter of necessity. "Technical definitions aside Darcy there are far too many chemical compounds imbued with the color pink. That is why everything has a specific designation. Or a name. But to be frank science can be very complicated. If only it was easier just calling it "pink stuff"."

Glancing over towards Clyde gave yet another instruction for the experiment. "Clyde, continue aeration of the plasm sample. In fact, increase by 2%."

Keeping the aeration tubes in the sample he increased the air flow by two. "Continuing aeration Lisa. What exactly is this going to do I might ask?"

The sample began to bubble like someone blowing air into milk through a straw. The bubbles built up but overall were much smaller than those in dairy. "Too early to tell. Perhaps agitation by aeration will yield unknown reactions." She replied adding another set of electrodes into it.

Then Lisa flipped a switch, as several amps of electricity coursed through the slime. Which didn't really cause much reaction, oddly. But during all of this, feeling out of place Lynn knew this was the geek's club, the place of brainy people, not for jocks. But she still wanted to do something so she wouldn't feel useless. "Anything I can do?" She said rubbing her arm nervously.

Scratching her chin in thought Stella wondered what task the Loud family's athlete could even do. "Well, you could carry the beaker over to Zach. He wanted to have it listen to some quantum physics lessons by Lisa. And please don't try to punt it." Stella warned.

That remark simply had the athlete glare at the lone female Ghostbuster, she was called Lynnsanity for a reason, but she wasn't that insane. So, Lynn went about carrying the large beaker only it started gurgling & bubbling angrily. It must've somehow remembered Lynn was the one badmouthing it. "Hey! Hey! Cut it out! Knock it off! Behave slime!" Lynn argued with it while trying to keep the container steady, along with her feet.

The stuff was fighting her, so she almost lost her footing, but Lynn managed to regain her already unsteady footing. But then the container rocked back and forth so hard she ended up tripping, falling flat on her face. The beaker went flying, as everyone braced for the chaotic impact. "Oh no... This ain't good... '' Zach gulped backing up a bit.

The beaker shattered as the glob of slime hurtled right to the floor, where it splattered! The two long electrified wires then fell into it juicing it with several more bursts of electric current! Arcs of energy coursed through the sludge which quickly reformed. The glop bubbled, gurgled, growing bigger and slivered its way towards the group. Panicked Rusty grabbed his proton gun aiming at it. "That's it! Killin' it now!"

Gesturing for Rusty to hold off the blasting Lincoln saw it start gurgling or possibly shake, like it was reforming itself into something else. "Huh? Lisa, look it's turning into something. Trying to shapeshift.''

The slime then reshaped itself into a... a hand. Of all things. That was one thing none of them would've ever bet on it doing. "It's... a hand.'' Stella said simply.

The ghostly slime hand offered itself for a handshake, unnerving the group of youths. When they were too scared to do it, the thing seemed hurt. Like they'd hurt its feelings almost. "This is another new one for us." Rusty remarked sarcastically. "Still lemme blast it." He said taking aim at it.

"What a remarkable metamorphosis." Lisa remarked slowly walking around the slimy hand, viewing it from just about every which angle. "It's change of form aside we still should perform the established tests."

Nervously glancing at the ghastly hand Lincoln then looked to Zach. "I'm not even sure what kinds of tests you can do on it now." The conspiracist confessed.

As the group brainstormed ideas suddenly Lynn's face contorted into one of the smuggest looks, she'd ever put on. "Oh, I got some ideas. They're crazy but so crazy they just might work."

The brainy child's brow went up, Lynn the sporty meathead had a good idea for them to test on the slime. Lisa mentally scoffed at that very notion. Sarcastically she asked what Lynn had planned. "You do? And what pray tell, are they? I really hope they don't involve lifting weights or karate chopping bricks elder sister."

"No. Do some baseball practice with my derby team. Nice huh?" Lynn said, looking pretty proud of herself right then.

That only gave her a string of groans, moans, and blank stares wondering just how she came up with that truly stupid idea. Still Lynn pointed out other tests needed to be done on it. "Hey, you guys said you needed tests done. Let's see if some baseball practice gives you anything. I'll go call 'em up."

-later

After waiting not too long, Lynn's teammates rolled into the bunker HQ, and frankly they were hopelessly confused on the whole slime testing thing. Something Margo even pointed out. "Wait Lynn, you want us to play baseball with some goop?" Ever the levelheaded friend to the Loud family jock Margo figured Lynnsanity had actually lost her sanity for once.

The sample: still shaped like a hand drumming its fingers waited patiently for the derby girls to make a decision. "Are you kidding? You want us to play in front of that thing?" Blinking a bit even Lainey was confused by this.

What exactly was this stuff, and why was it in the shape of disembodied hand? A tad bit curious Nadia looked at it as it offered itself for a handshake. Cautious she poked it, it felt like touch half set Jello. "Yeah, what is it exactly? Feels like wet Jello."

Since Nadia rudely declined its handshake, it angrily pointed at her, spooking her a bit more. "Somehow an accident happened, and their sample turned into... this." Lynn confessed, nervously hiding the fact she dropped the stuff.

Though to be fair the slime threw a tantrum, with Lynn falling on her face, it just didn't like her. And that was what really worried her brother. "Yeah, I wonder how." Her brother deadpanned.

Eventually though the girl's practice game came right down to the wire, Margo was on third base ready to run for home plate, but only if Lynn could whack a ball high over the city block. Her BBF cheered for her to strike a homer. "C'mon Lynn send me home! Throw it right down the ol' alley! Strike a homer!"

The family's athlete spit on her hands so she could get a good grip on her bat, then she spat a big glob of spit on the grass. Finally, she turned her baseball cap backwards just the cool factor. For good measure Lincoln thought. As for pitching was Lainey, ready to waste Lynn with her specialty, a powerful paralyzing perfect percussion pitch. Or her P-Max Pitch. Then she threw it as Lynn swung as hard as she could, whacking it sending flying well over 1216 Franklin Avenue, and two blocks past it.

Quick as a flash Margo ran like her life depended on it straight for home. "Gotta run now! Gotta run now!" She shouted still running. She saw the home getting close but so were pitcher, closing in on her, so Margo slid hard on her stomach. That kicked up a huge dust cloud. The ghastly hand was acting referee for the game. "Ok what was it? Out! Safe? Safe! Out? Safe?! Out!? C'mon tell me!" Margo ranted.

Thus, Handy declared Margo safe, though it did the action as best it could one handed. "SAAAFE! WHOO!" She hooted and cheered.

Watching all of this from the sidelines Zach was jotting down notes about the result of the slime test. ''Huh looks like Handy's doing a pretty good job for a referee. Gotta admit it but Lynnsanity actually thought of a good test."

''Handy?" Lisa said, her brow raised.

Indeed, the brainy sister of the Loud's was skeptical of attaching a proper noun to the slimy entity, as in a proper name. In her mind it wasn't professional or scientific. Names meant you could get too attached to the test subject. "Lisa, we have to call it something." Clyde pointed out.

She could've said something, but Lisa thought better of it simply grumbling a few unmentionables. He did have a point as it didn't make sense to keep calling it "plasm" or "sample". Sighing Lisa might as well go along with it. "Fine."

Smirking Liam patted her shoulder. "See that wasn't such a chore now, was it?" He joked rubbing it even more.

That remark had simply Lisa roll her eyes in frustration. "Subject dubbed by my compatriots as "Handy'' seems to have absorbed much of my scientific traits particularly my penchant for mathematics. The bubblegum pop music combined with the potent surge of electrical energy seems to have animated the plasm. More research is needed for explaining this anomaly.'' Lisa said into her recorder recording her notes on the strange slime hand.

"Well now that Handy's here. What do we do with it fellers?" Liam asked, bringing up a very good question.

What should they do with Handy Clyde thought really pondering the idea? Sell it to a lab? Keep it? Show it off like some sideshow kind of thing? "Simple Liam we keep it around. Study it." Clyde said.

"Great another spook we gotta babysit.'' Rusty complained.

"Oh, c'mon Rusty Handy could be really useful around here. Fetching drinks, pranks, and finding more about this mood slime stuff.'' Stella pointed out.

"Huh? Oh thanks... '' The slime hand handed him a chilled soda, much to his shock. "Y'know maybe he's not so bad.'' To that remark Handy gave him the thumbs up. Just then Rusty checked his watch. "Dang it. I almost forgot... I got a date with Polly at the derby rink. Gotta run guys. Bye." He said running out the doors, probably getting hold of his dad to give him a ride there.

-to be continued

This chapter went on to be a bit longer than I thought it would, partly why it took so long to write and post it. I really hope you like it, so read and review please. Ok everyone with this chapter posted the first two major story arcs (Arc 1: Origins/Arc 2: Slime-Ology) are now complete. Chapter 14 is the start of arc 3: Other Voices. Previously introduced elements will be recurring and foreshadowing the story's grand finale. Ok references, I'll give shoutouts to all readers, whoever can correctly guess the references the characters make. Be it anime, manga, comics, books, live-action, animation, or games it doesn't matter. See if you can guess any. And yes, I just had a slime hand play baseball and dance to some bubblegum pop. Thank you very much.

I hope you'll enjoy this story so please review it. Please read and review this and my other stories which range from: Yokohama Night Monsters, Power Rangers Dimension Legends, Loud House: Rise of Akira, ELG The Series, EL Digital Saviors, Cybertronian Invasion, Loud House Build Fighters, and Maverick Hunter KLN to satisfy your craving for bizarre crossovers. This is the bit where I mention saying good night, folks and take care this has been writer TURP signing off for the night. I hope you enjoy this new crazy story.