On a rainy Saturday in The Loud House, Lincoln sat alone in his room, his head resting on his hands as he gazed out of the window. The room was filled with the soft melodies of his sisters practicing their various talents. Lori was on the phone, negotiating with a college recruiter. Leni was designing a new fashion line, Luna strummed her guitar, and the list went on. They were all so talented, and their talents seemed to shine brighter with each passing day.

His parents praised them endlessly, and the townsfolk of Royal Woods couldn't stop talking about the amazing Loud sisters. But what about Lincoln? He was the only brother, the only boy in a house overrun by sisters with unique gifts, and it felt like he had no place in this sea of talent.

"Hey, Lincoln," Lana called out as she walked past his room, carrying a tray of cookies. "Want some cookies? I just baked them."

Lincoln managed a weak smile and nodded, taking a cookie from the tray. "Thanks, Lana."

"Are you okay, big brother?" Lana asked, sitting down next to him on the bed. "You seem down."

Lincoln sighed, munching on the cookie as he confessed, "I just feel like everyone only notices you guys and not me. It's like I'm invisible."

Lana put an arm around his shoulder, trying to comfort him. "You're not invisible, Lincoln. You're special in your own way. You just haven't found your thing yet."

Before Lincoln could respond, the doorbell rang, and the entire family rushed downstairs to answer it. There stood a group of impeccably dressed individuals, all wearing dark sunglasses and holding briefcases.

"Good evening, Loud family," the boss of the group said with a charming British accent. "We're from a top-secret spy organization, and we've been keeping an eye on your family for some time, You can call me Agent Kensington."

The Loud family exchanged puzzled glances. "Spy organization? What do you want with us?" Rita asked.

Agent Kensington smiled and handed Lincoln a letter. "We're inviting you all to London, England. We believe Lincoln here has a unique talent that could be of great use to us."

Lincoln opened the letter and read it aloud, his voice trembling with excitement. "They want me to join them as a spy!"

The letter was the catalyst for an adventure the Loud family could never have imagined. With hearts pounding and excitement coursing through their veins, they embarked on their journey to London, England. Their destination wasn't just the bustling city; it was a hidden base nestled deep within the heart of a massive mountain range.

Upon arriving at the base, the Loud family marveled at the sheer grandeur of it all. The entrance was cleverly concealed within the rugged landscape, and a hidden elevator swiftly carried them down into the depths of the mountain. The massive steel doors closed behind them, sealing them off from the outside world.

Once inside, the family found themselves in a spacious, high-tech hub filled with monitors and advanced equipment. It was a control center beyond anything they had ever seen, with computer screens displaying data from around the globe.

"Wow, this place is amazing!" Lori exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder.

But that was just the beginning. The boss of the spy organization, Agent Kensington, led them through a series of corridors that branched off from the central hub. They discovered room after room, each designed to cater to their unique interests and needs.

Leni stepped into a spacious art studio, complete with easels, canvases, and every art supply imaginable. "This is like a dream come true!"

Luna found a recording studio that was nothing short of state-of-the-art. "I can't believe this place! I'm going to rock this joint!"

One room was filled with high-end fashion design tools and fabrics, and it made Leni's heart skip a beat. "I could create the most fabulous designs here!"

Lola and Lana had a room fitted with all kinds of gadgets and gizmos, perfect for their inventive minds. "Imagine the experiments we can conduct!" Lana said, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

Lucy discovered a quiet, gothic-style library that looked straight out of a Victorian novel. "I may have found my new writing sanctuary."

The next day, after a well-deserved night of rest in their incredible new base, Lincoln was eager to start his training as a spy. He had always been resourceful and quick-thinking, but now he had the opportunity to hone those skills to perfection. The training facility within the mountain base was impressive, equipped with cutting-edge technology and seasoned instructors.

For hours, Lincoln underwent intense physical training, learned the art of disguise, and delved into the world of cryptography and espionage. He absorbed knowledge like a sponge, his determination shining through. When it was time for the final test, he faced it with unwavering confidence.

As Lincoln completed the test, the instructors couldn't help but be astounded. He had scored a perfect 100/100, a feat that was virtually unheard of. Agent Kensington, who had initially recruited him, approached with a smile.

"Lincoln, I've been in this organization for years, and I've never seen anyone perform like you did today," Agent Kensington said, genuine admiration in his eyes. "Your skills are unparalleled, and your quick thinking is nothing short of remarkable."

Lincoln blushed, humbled by the praise. "I couldn't have done it without the training and support you provided."

The instructors and agents who had been observing Lincoln's training gathered around, and a murmur of agreement rippled through the room. They were all impressed by his abilities, and it was clear that they held him in high regard.

Agent Kensington turned to the group and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, I officially decided to no longer be the boss because I have found our new boss, He is ways better than I am!."

The room erupted in cheers and applause, and Lincoln's heart swelled with pride. But then, Agent Kensington continued, his tone becoming more somber. "However, there's one hurdle we need to overcome. To officially assume the position of leader, you must become a citizen of England."

Lincoln's excitement dimmed, realizing the implications of this requirement. He was proud of his heritage and his family's roots in Royal Woods, but becoming a citizen of another country was a significant decision.

"I need some time to think about this," Lincoln said, his mind racing with conflicting emotions.

The agents nodded in understanding, and Agent Kensington placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Take all the time you need, Lincoln. We believe in you, and we'll support whatever decision you make."

After his conversation with Agent Kensington, Lincoln retired to his room within the mountain base, deep in thought. He put on his favorite blue suit, a symbol of confidence and determination for him. As he gazed at himself in the mirror, he knew he had a tough task ahead of him – convincing his family to move to England and make this new life their own.

Lincoln took a deep breath and headed to the common area where his sisters and parents were gathered. They were discussing their recent adventures and the amazing opportunities the spy organization offered. But as Lincoln approached, the conversation quieted, and all eyes turned to him.

"My family," Lincoln began, his voice steady and resolute, "I've decided."

His family leaned in, eager to hear what he had to say.

"I want us all to move to England and make this base our new home," Lincoln declared.

A hush fell over the room as his family exchanged puzzled glances. They had built their lives in Royal Woods, with friends, school, and a sense of belonging. The idea of leaving it all behind was daunting.

"But Lincoln," Lori began, her voice hesitant, "we have our lives in Royal Woods. Friends, school, everything..."

Lincoln knew he had to address their concerns. He cleared his throat and said, "I understand how difficult this might be, but think about it. Back in our old home, we had one bathroom for all of us, and it often led to chaos."

He watched as his family members recalled the countless times, they'd argued over bathroom schedules and how frustrating it had been.

"But here," Lincoln continued, "we have multiple bathrooms, a place for each of you to explore your talents and interests without stepping on each other's toes. We have the opportunity to become something greater, to protect the world from the shadows."

As Lincoln spoke, his family began to see the possibilities that lay before them. They remembered how cramped and chaotic life had been in their old home, and how this base offered them a chance for growth and fulfillment.

Finally, Luna spoke up, her eyes shining with newfound determination. "Lincoln's right, guys. We can't pass up this chance. We've got each other, and that's all we need."

One by one, his sisters and parents nodded in agreement, their hesitations melting away as they realized the potential of their new life. Lincoln's heart swelled with pride as his family united in their decision.

"Then it's settled," Lincoln said with a triumphant smile. "We're moving to England."

Lincoln had come a long way since that fateful day when he first received the invitation to join the spy organization. Now, dressed in his sleek black spy attire, he stood in the dimly lit briefing room, ready for his first real mission. His heart raced with a mix of excitement and nervousness. This was the moment he had trained so hard for.

As he looked around the room, Lincoln noticed a girl about his age sitting quietly at one of the briefing tables. Her eyes were sharp, and her posture exuded confidence. She had an air of competence that immediately caught his attention. This was Corinne, his partner for the mission.

Agent Kensington, who had been overseeing Lincoln's training and had recently taken over as the organization's leader after Lincoln's initial refusal, stepped forward. His expression was stern, his disappointment evident. Lincoln knew he had a lot to prove after his previous blunder.

"Lincoln, this is Corinne," Agent Kensington introduced. "You two will be working together on this mission. It's a crucial assignment, and I expect nothing but the best from both of you."

Lincoln nodded, determined to prove himself. He extended a hand toward Corinne with a friendly smile. "Nice to meet you, Corinne. Let's show them what we're made of."

Corinne shook his hand, but her grip was firm, and there was a subtle hint of skepticism in her eyes. "Likewise, Lincoln. Let's hope you've improved since your last performance."

With the briefing concluded, Lincoln and Corinne headed out to carry out their mission. It was a high-stakes operation involving infiltrating a secret criminal organization, gathering intelligence, and dismantling their operation from the inside.

However, as they progressed through their mission, Lincoln's inexperience and nervousness got the better of him. He stumbled over his words during interrogations, failed to blend seamlessly into the undercover role, and even triggered an alarm that nearly compromised their entire operation.

Corinne, on the other hand, was sharp, composed, and highly skilled. She had to step in and clean up Lincoln's mistakes repeatedly, which only added to her frustration. It didn't take long for the disappointment to spread among the other agents involved in the mission.

When they returned to the base, Agent Kensington's face was grim. He summoned Lincoln to his office, where a feeling of dread settled over him.

"Lincoln," Agent Kensington began, his voice heavy with disappointment, "I had high hopes for you, but your performance on this mission was subpar at best. You put not only yourself, but also Corinne and the entire organization at risk."

Lincoln's heart sank as he realized the gravity of his failure.

"I'm sorry, Agent Kensington," Lincoln said, his voice filled regretfully.

Agent Kensington sighed and shook his head. "I'm afraid I have no choice but to relieve you of your position as our leader. You are no longer fit to lead this organization and you, and your family, must leave the base within a day with your stuff."

The words were like a punch to the gut, and Lincoln felt a crushing weight of disappointment and shame. He had let down his family, his team, and himself.

After the devastating news of his demotion, Lincoln trudged back to the base, the weight of his failures heavy on his shoulders. He knew he had to face his family and deliver the news of their imminent departure. The thought of disappointing them once again gnawed at him like a relentless storm.

As he entered the base's common area, Lincoln stopped in his tracks, his heart pounding in his chest. There, on the floor, lay a crumpled piece of paper. It looked like a hastily written note. He picked it up, and his eyes widened in shock as he read the message:

"Your beloved family has been taken by S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E. If you want to see them again, meet us at the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. Come alone, or they will pay the price."

Dread settled in Lincoln's stomach like a lead weight. S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E. was a notorious criminal organization known for their ruthlessness and cunning tactics. They had been a thorn in the side of the spy organization for years, and Lincoln had heard tales of their heartless kidnappings and extortion schemes.

Lincoln's first instinct was to rush to Agent Kensington and the other agents for help. But he remembered the bitter disappointment in their eyes when he had failed the mission. They had no reason to help him now.

Still, he had to try. He burst into Agent Kensington's office, the note trembling in his hand. "Agent Kensington, you won't believe what's happened. S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E. has kidnapped my family. We have to do something!"

Agent Kensington looked up from his paperwork, his expression cold and unmoved. "I'm sorry, Lincoln, but your family's situation is not our concern. You've failed us once already, and we can't afford to divert resources to your personal problems."

Lincoln's heart sank, and he felt a surge of anger and frustration. "But they're my family! I can't just abandon them."

Agent Kensington's voice remained firm. "You'll have to find a way to rescue them on your own. We have more important matters to attend to."

With those words, Lincoln was dismissed from Agent Kensington's office, feeling utterly helpless. He knew he couldn't rely on the spy organization for help, and S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E. had made it clear that any attempt to involve others would endanger his family's lives.

Determined and desperate, Lincoln set out alone, the weight of his family's safety on his shoulders. It was a daunting task, and he was up against a ruthless enemy, but he couldn't bear the thought of leaving his beloved sisters and parents in the hands of kidnappers.

As Lincoln made his way towards the outskirts of town, his mind raced with worry about his family. He couldn't afford to waste any time, not with the lives of his sisters and parents hanging in the balance. As he rounded a corner, he was startled to find himself face to face with Corinne.

She looked at him with a mixture of surprise and guilt, her eyes avoiding his. "Lincoln, we need to talk."

Lincoln couldn't hide his frustration. "Corinne, I don't have time for this right now. My family's been kidnapped, and I have to—"

But Corinne interrupted him, her voice trembling with remorse. "Lincoln, it's my fault."

His anger and impatience immediately gave way to confusion. "What are you talking about?"

Tears welled up in Corinne's eyes as she finally met his gaze. "I sabotaged your mission because I was jealous, Lincoln. I was so jealous that you got to be the boss while I've been working for the organization for years, and they never gave me that chance. I felt ignored because I'm a girl, and they only kept me around because I was useful on missions."

Lincoln's eyes widened in shock as he processed her confession. "You sabotaged the mission?"

Corinne nodded, her voice trembling. "I didn't realize the consequences until it was too late. My actions led to your family getting kidnapped, and I can't live with the guilt anymore. I shouldn't have let my jealousy get the best of me."

Lincoln felt a complex mix of emotions, but anger wasn't one of them. He understood what it felt like to be overlooked and underestimated. He knew the sting of being in the shadow of others.

Corinne's tearful admission of guilt had a profound impact on him, and he realized that they were both victims of a system that had failed to recognize their potential. He put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Corinne, I forgive you," Lincoln said with sincerity. "We all make mistakes, and I understand why you did what you did. What matters now is saving my family. Will you help me?"

Corinne's eyes lit up with hope, and she nodded vigorously. "Yes, Lincoln. I want to make things right. I'll do everything in my power to help you rescue your family."

Lincoln smiled, a newfound sense of determination welling up within him. He wasn't alone in this mission anymore, and he had someone who understood the weight of being underestimated and overlooked.

With Corinne by his side, Lincoln infiltrated the secretive S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E headquarters, their determination unwavering. As they descended into the depths of the enemy's lair, they encountered S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E agents one by one, incapacitating them swiftly and without mercy. They moved like shadows, their training and desperation propelling them forward.

But as they reached the top floor, where the heart of S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E lay, they were met with a shocking revelation. The Boss, the mastermind behind the criminal organization, was none other than Jeff Miller.

Lincoln's eyes widened in disbelief, and he pointed his weapon at Jeff. "You're the Boss of S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E?"

Jeff Miller, his face twisted with bitterness, nodded slowly. "That's right, Loud. Ever since you foiled my plans to make Georgia peaches the most popular fruit in the world, my life took a dark turn."

Corinne raised an eyebrow, her gun steady. "Peaches? That's what this is all about?"

Jeff's voice quivered with anger as he continued, "My wife Carly, she decided she wanted a better life, a life without me, and she took our child Ryan with her. I lost everything because of you, Loud!"

Lincoln and Corinne exchanged glances, realizing the depth of Jeff's obsession and resentment. It had driven him to become the ruthless leader of S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E.

Jeff clenched his fists, his rage unabated. "I'll make you pay for what you did to my family. I'll take yours from you, just like mine was taken from me."

Lincoln's voice trembled with fear and desperation as he demanded, "Where is my family, Jeff? Tell me now!"

Jeff Miller's sinister grin widened as he reached for a nearby control panel. "Oh, I'll show you exactly where they are."

With a cruel press of a button, a large screen flickered to life, revealing an agonizing sight. Lynn Sr., Rita, and their ten daughters were trapped inside a rocket ship, their faces filled with terror as they pounded on the thick glass walls, pleading for help.

Lincoln's heart sank, and Corinne gasped in horror. "No! Let them go, Jeff! This is madness!"

But Jeff's eyes gleamed with malice as he explained, "You see, Loud, I'm going to send that rocket ship straight into the sun. They'll burn, their skin will melt away, and they'll die a slow, agonizing death."

The shock of Jeff's cruelty left Lincoln and Corinne speechless. They could hardly believe the depths to which he had sunk.

"You monster!" Lincoln shouted, his voice filled with rage.

Jeff's laughter echoed through the room, a twisted and maniacal sound. "Call me what you want, Loud, but this is the price you pay for ruining my life."

As the rocket ship's countdown to launch began, Lincoln and Corinne knew they had little time to save their family from a gruesome fate. They would have to act fast, confronting the heartless villain before them and praying that they could outwit his diabolical plan.

With a surge of adrenaline, Lincoln and Corinne lunged at Jeff, determined to stop him from carrying out his monstrous plan. They fought fiercely, but Jeff's ruthlessness gave him the upper hand. He was relentless, striking with calculated precision.

As Lincoln struggled to fend off Jeff's attacks, his eyes darted around the room, searching for anything that could help. And then, in a stroke of luck, he spotted a strange device on a nearby table. It had a single button, and a label that read "Translocation Device."

With no other option left, Lincoln snatched the device and pressed the button without hesitation. Instantly, the world around them seemed to warp and shift.

Jeff's triumphant grin vanished as he found himself trapped inside the rocket ship, surrounded by the terrified faces of the Loud family. Panic filled his eyes, and he began to pound on the glass walls, screaming for mercy.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Lynn Sr., Rita, and their ten daughters appeared alongside Lincoln and Corinne. Their confusion quickly turned to relief as they saw their son and brother.

Lincoln wasted no time. He glanced at the rocket ship's countdown timer, which was rapidly approaching zero. Jeff's screams for mercy grew desperate and pitiful.

"Lincoln, please! Stop the countdown!" Jeff begged, his voice trembling with fear.

But Lincoln's eyes remained cold. "You suck Jeff, You don't deserve to live, Go fuck yourself in hell."

The rocket ship hurtled through space, its laughter morphing into agonizing screams as it approached the blazing inferno of the sun. Jeff Miller watched in horror as the intense heat and radiation began to take their toll on his body. His skin blistered, bubbled, and melted away, and his screams echoed into the void until they were silenced forever.

Back in the S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E headquarter, Lincoln and Corinne had their arms wrapped around the Loud family, who clung to them in a tight, emotional embrace. Tears of relief streamed down Rita's face as she held her son close.

"Thank you, Lincoln, Corinne," Rita whispered, her voice trembling with gratitude. "You saved us."

Lynn Sr. nodded in agreement, his voice choked with emotion. "We can never repay you for what you've done."

Lincoln and Corinne exchanged smiles, their hearts filled with warmth at the sight of the reunited Loud family. They can't believe that they were able to get rid of S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E all by themselves.

As the Loud family and their newfound saviors, Lincoln, and Corinne, exited the S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E headquarters, they were greeted by a bright and sunny day. It was a stark contrast to the dark and treacherous ordeal they had just overcome. The sky seemed bluer, the world felt safer, and the warmth of the sunbathed them in its comforting embrace.

However, the peace and serenity were soon interrupted by the familiar voices of the Loud sisters. They had been waiting outside, and their teasing grins couldn't be missed.

"Ooh, look who's all lovey-dovey!" Lana teased, winking at Lincoln and Corinne.

"Yeah, we saw the way you two were fighting off Jeff Miller," Lori chimed in with a sly grin.

Lincoln rolled his eyes, accustomed to his sisters' playful banter. "Come on, guys, Corinne and I are just friends. There's nothing romantic going on."

The sisters exchanged knowing glances but decided to let it go for the moment. They were just relieved to have Lincoln and their parents back safely.

However, their attention was soon diverted as a convoy of sleek black vehicles pulled up nearby. Men and women in sharp suits emerged, and one of them, a tall figure in shades, stepped forward. It was Agent Kensington, the leader of the spy organization.

"Lincoln, Corinne," Agent Kensington greeted them with a nod. "We received reports of a rocket ship being sent into space. Can you explain what happened?"

Lincoln wasted no time in recounting their harrowing encounter with S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E, the kidnapping of his family, and their ultimate victory over Jeff Miller.

Agent Kensington listened intently, his expression shifting from curiosity to admiration. "You managed to thwart S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E all on your own. Impressive."

Lincoln held his head high, feeling a sense of validation. "With Corinne's help, we did it."

Agent Kensington nodded, then turned his attention to Lincoln. "I want to apologize, Lincoln, for not helping you when you first needed it. I underestimated your abilities. Would you consider becoming the leader of our organization again?"

With Agent Kensington's offer still lingering in the air, Lincoln took a moment to reflect. The weight of leadership had been a heavy burden, and he had come to realize that being a spy organization leader wasn't the life he truly desired. His family and the love they shared were what mattered most to him, and he longed for a simpler, more ordinary existence.

Finally, he made his decision. "I appreciate the offer, Agent Kensington, but I've realized that being a spy and a leader isn't for me. I prefer a normal life with my family, away from all the danger and secrecy."

Agent Kensington nodded, understanding Lincoln's choice. "I respect your decision, Lincoln. Your family always comes first."

Lincoln turned to his family and Corinne, a smile on his face. "There's something I want to do before we go, though."

Curious, his sisters and Corinne exchanged glances, wondering what he had in mind. Without further ado, Lincoln cleared his throat.

"As my first act as the boss," Lincoln announced, "I'm appointing Corinne as the new leader of the Spy Organization."

The Loud family and Corinne were taken aback, their surprise evident. Corinne, in particular, looked stunned by the unexpected turn of events.

"But Lincoln," she began, "I never aspired to be the leader. This is your chance."

Lincoln shook his head, his resolve unwavering. "Being a spy leader isn't my dream, Corinne. It's yours. You've always been more suited for this role, and I know you'll do a fantastic job."

Corinne's eyes welled up with gratitude and disbelief. She had never expected this turn of events, but she knew that Lincoln's decision came from the heart.

The Loud sisters crowded around their brother, their eyes shining with pride and warmth. Leni was the first to speak, her voice filled with emotion. "Lincoln, you've always been special to us, not because of what you do, but because of who you are."

Each sister echoed Leni's sentiment, expressing their love and appreciation for their brother. They reminded him that his kindness, compassion, and unwavering support had always made him special in their eyes.

Tears of gratitude filled Lincoln's eyes as he realized the truth of their words. He had never needed to be a spy leader to feel special. He had always been special to his family, simply by being himself.

With their hearts brimming with love and understanding, the Loud family gathered around Lincoln, enveloping him in a warm and tight group hug. It was a moment of pure connection, a reminder of the unbreakable bond they shared as siblings and as a family.

Lynn Sr. and Rita joined the embrace, their tears of relief and gratitude mixing with those of their children. They had all faced incredible challenges and had emerged stronger, together.

Amid the tight-knit family hug, Corinne couldn't help but feel a deep sense of happiness and fulfillment. She had never sought the role of leader, but now that it had been bestowed upon her by Lincoln, she felt a newfound sense of purpose and determination. Her dream had finally come true.

As the family hug began to slowly disperse, Corinne stepped forward, her eyes shining with appreciation. She embraced Lincoln tightly, her gratitude overflowing.

"Thank you, Lincoln," Corinne whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "You've given me the opportunity of a lifetime. I promise to make you proud as the new leader."

Lincoln smiled, a sense of contentment washing over him. He had found his place with his family, and he knew that Corinne was more than capable of leading the Spy Organization to even greater heights.

After their harrowing adventure, the Loud family returned to the familiar streets of Royal Woods, their true home. The air was filled with a sense of relief and joy as they embraced the comforting routine of their everyday lives.

Lincoln, in particular, couldn't wait to share his incredible journey with his best friend, Clyde. He pulled out his phone and dialed Clyde's number, his excitement evident in every dial tone.

Clyde's voice crackled through the line, and he sounded genuinely surprised. "Hey, Lincoln, how's it going?"

Lincoln couldn't contain his enthusiasm. "Clyde, you won't believe what happened! I became a spy for a week, took down S.U.S.P.E.N.S.E., and saved my family!"

Clyde's gasp of amazement echoed in Lincoln's ear. "You... a spy? That's incredible! I can't believe it."

As Lincoln shared the details of his adventures, Clyde listened in awe, hanging on to every word. He couldn't fathom how his best friend had gone from an ordinary kid in Royal Woods to a daring spy who had faced danger and triumphed over evil.

Finally, Lincoln wrapped up his story, his heart filled with gratitude and love for his family. He looked directly at the readers and spoke from the heart.

"I wouldn't trade my family for the world," Lincoln declared, his voice filled with sincerity. "No matter how I feel. I will always love and support them, and that's what makes me special."

The sun set over Royal Woods, the Loud family basked in the warmth of their love and unity, knowing that no matter where life took them, they would always find their way back home to each other.

Meanwhile, In the dark and fiery depths of Hell, Jeff Miller found himself in front of Satan, the ruler of the underworld, who gazed at him with amusement. Jeff trembled, his fear palpable as he awaited his punishment.

Satan's deep, echoing voice rumbled through the abyss. "Ah, Jeffrey Miller, you've finally arrived. Your deeds on Earth were... interesting, even for my standards."

Jeff swallowed hard, unsure of what awaited him. "What is my punishment, Lord Satan?"

Satan leaned in, his eyes gleaming with otherworldly wisdom. "Your plans, Jeffrey, to get rid of the Loud family and make Georgia peaches the most popular fruit were quite lame, even for a place like this."

Jeff blinked in surprise, not expecting such a response from the ruler of Hell. "Lame?"

Satan nodded, a sardonic grin forming on his face. "Indeed, and in Hell, we appreciate a bit more creativity in our evil schemes."

Confusion filled Jeff's mind as he tried to comprehend his fate, but then it dawned on him. "Wait, why am I still here? What's my punishment?"

Satan's eyes glinted with mischief as he waved his hand, conjuring a clone of Jeff beside the original. The two Jeffs stood facing each other, one bewildered and the other filled with torment.

At first, Jeff couldn't fathom why Satan had created a clone of him. But then it hit him, a painful realization that twisted his gut. The last words Lincoln had spoken to him before the rocket ship's fiery descent into the sun echoed in his mind.

"Go fuck yourself, Jeff."

Satan's laughter echoed through the fiery depths of Hell as he watched the torment in Jeff's eyes. It was a punishment that would haunt Jeff for eternity, a twisted irony befitting the depths of Hell itself.