Disclaimer: We don't own Loud House or Pokemon. All rights to Loud House belong to Nickelodeon. All rights to Pokemon belong to Nintendo and Game Freak. All rights to the "It's (Not) Your Fault" Loud House comic goes to JaviSuzumiya on DeviantArt. Credit for the story idea goes to SuperSonicBros123.
Lincoln's Had Enough
Lincoln was in the bathroom looking in the mirror at his tired expression as he washes his hands after using the toilet. After staying in his room for a long time, along with the fact he didn't have the Tinkle Tube (patent pending), he left it to do some "business on the throne".
"How did things get like this?" Lincoln asked himself. "One minute, I'm in a relationship with Stella, along with helping the Moon Goats prepare for the Rock Parade Festival's 'Battle of the Bands' competition; next thing I know, an altered photo of me and Sam kissing completely ruins everything, making Luna hate me, turning Sam into an outcast, and making Stella dump me." The stress of everything that happened was finally starting to get to Lincoln. "I promise myself if I ever find out who made and posted that stupid photo, I'll force feed the person one of Lily's used diapers!"
Letting out a sigh of frustration, he turns off the water and exits the bathroom, only to see his sisters, except for Lily who was at a checkup with their parents, glaring at him.
"Hello, Lincoln." said Lori with a frown and angry tone.
"What do you want?" asked Lincoln with a frown of his own.
"We want to talk about you stealing Sam from Luna!" said Lola.
"I didn't take Sam from her!" shouts Lincoln. "I am not in the mood to deal with any of you right now; I've had a very stressful several days, so let me go back to my room!"
"No, Lincoln! We are going to talk about what you did!" said Lori.
"Yeah, we saw the photo of you and Sam kissing!" said Lynn Jr.
"That photo was altered!" said Lincoln.
"Can you prove it?!" asked Luna. As Lincoln looks at each of his sisters, his eyes settle on Lisa and she remembers something.
"Lisa has video surveillance cameras all over the house, right?" asked Lincoln.
"Yeah, so?" replied Lori.
"SO, if she keeps footage recorded and stored, she can just look at what happened that day to see that I'm telling the truth!" said Lincoln.
"Such things are beneath me." said Lisa with a scoff.
"What?!" Lincoln responds. "There's a way to get things back to the way they were, and you refuse to try for a stupid reason?!"
"You're just trying to avoid taking responsibility for what you did." said Lori.
"I am not, and how is trying to clear my name 'avoiding taking responsibility for my actions'?!" asked Lincoln. "And you're one to talk about not taking responsibility for actions Ms. Blames her farts on her shoes!"
"It was my shoes!" exclaimed Lori.
"Like any of us actually believes that?!" replied Lincoln. "And it's not like any of you really takes responsibility for mistakes and actions you all made and did in the past!"
"Like what?!" replied Lori.
"Does Luan take responsibility for all the physical, property, and psychological damage she's caused with her over-the-top April Fool's Day pranks?! Does Luna take responsibility for all the noise complaints we get from neighbors for her excessively loud music?! Did Lynn take responsibility for losing that one softball game that got her calling me bad luck despite the fact that I only went to it because she forced me to?! Does Lola take responsibility for her aggressive behavior when she goes ballistic when she doesn't get her way?! Does Lisa take responsibility for property damages caused by her lab explosions or stuff that happens to us when she uses us as test subjects without our permission or us knowing about it?!" asked Lincoln, making said sisters look away.
"Now you listen to me, Lincoln..." Lori started to say.
"Why should I?!" asked Lincoln.
"Because I'm the oldest!" said Lori.
"There you go again; using the fact that you're the oldest to get what you want!" exclaimed Lincoln. "If I had a dollar for every time you did that, I'd have more money than even Lola would know what to do with!"
"What?!" Lori responds.
"Being the oldest means you have a responsibility to the rest of us, but all you do is lock yourself in your room and text all day! I've done more for our sisters than you ever did, and I never made them do anything for me first! You're nothing but a spoiled little brat in a teenager's body!" said Lincoln. Lori could only stand there with a stunned look and jaw dropped.
"Calm down, Lincoln." said Lucy, actually sounding scared.
"I will NOT calm down!" said Lincoln. "I've done plenty for you too, Lucy! Such as helping you with your poems; taking the fall for you clogging the toilet with your stupid Princess Pony book!" The sisters, except Lucy, were surprised by the last fact.
"Wait a minute! That book was Lucy's?" asked Lola.
"I'm pretty sure you've all been through my room lots of time because you can't help but pry into my personal life!" exclaimed Lincoln. "And all the times you did, have you ever seen anything even remotely related to Princess Pony at all?!"
"Now that you mention it, no." said Lola.
"But why did you tell us that the comic was yours and that you were the one who clogged the toilet?" asked Leni.
"Because Lucy was afraid of all the teasing she would've had to endure, so I took pity!" said Lincoln. "I gave up going to that Ace Savvy convention I've been waiting weeks for, took a punishment and weeks of teasing from you girls that I should've let her take, and all I got out of it was a creepy comic from her!"
"Lincoln, settle down!" said Lynn.
"Why should I listen to you?!" asked Lincoln.
"Because I'm your older sister!" said Lynn.
"Sister?!" replied Lincoln. "You've been less of a sister to me and more of a bully I have to live with until you move out!"
"W-W-What did you call me?" stammered Lynn as she stared at Lincoln with shock.
"A bully!" said Lincoln. "You think I like your Dutch Ovens?! Do you think I like being called 'Stinkoln' most of the time by you?! Do you think I enjoy being used as a practice dummy for when you want to try out or demonstrate a new wrestling hold or martial art move?! You even went so far as to threaten me with a baseball bat to make me go to that one game!"
"Why didn't you tell Mom or Dad she did that?" asked Lori.
"What good would that have done?!" asked Lincoln. "You girls have a lot of power over them and they would've let her get away with it!"
"Would you stop yelling?!" shouts Lola.
"Oh, big surprise; little Ms. High and Mighty thinks she can boss me around because she dresses like royalty, despite the fact she's almost half my age!" said Lincoln, making Lola recoil. "I've done plenty for you also you little self-serving spoiled brat! I've helped you with your pageant training, I've attended your tea parties whether I wanted to or not, I switched out that bad yearbook photo of you, I've helped you learn to read; and after all that, you still blackmail me to make me do things for you, you attack me for even the smallest reasons, and you manipulate me for your amusement like when I had those Noise-B-Gone Earplugs, making me do all those things for you and our other sisters!"
"Linky. Please stop yelling." said Leni. Lincoln snaps his head towards her, making her flinch. Lincoln then takes a few seconds to collect himself.
"I won't yell at you, Lana, and Lily as much because you all haven't done nearly as much stuff to me as our other sisters have in the past." said Lincoln. Leni and Lana let out sighs of relief. But then Lincoln gets an upset look on his face. "But that doesn't mean I'm not mad at you for turning your backs on me during the bad luck incident!" Leni and Lana flinch in response. "You willingly throw me out of the house with just the clothes on my back and made me sleep outside like a stray animal without even a blanket to keep me warm with or a tent for if it rained, feeding me through a cat flap, selling all my furniture, without any thought for my feelings of well-being!"
"Lincoln, calm down." said Lana.
"No! I've been calm long enough!" exclaimed Lincoln. "After all the nonsense I had to put up with from you girls, especially that stupid Sister Fight Protocol and the bad luck incident, and now accusing me of something I didn't do, I've had enough!"
"Hey, we're getting off subject! This is about you stealing Sam!" said Luna.
"I... DID...NOT...STEAL...SAM!" said Lincoln. "I may have done some stupid things myself in the past, but I would never intentionally ruin a relationship, especially yours and any of our other sisters'! And also, if I did 'steal Sam', which I didn't; it wouldn't have happened if YOU didn't bring up Sam's father to her and drove her away in the first place!" Luna suddenly had a blank stare on her face.
"I...I..." Luna started to say.
"I don't want to hear it!" said Lincoln. "You started this mess, you fix it, and this time, I'm not lifting a finger to help you!" He then storms past his sisters and goes into his room, and slams his door shut, leaving them in stunned silence. Later, Lincoln was lying on his bed, looking up at the ceiling.
End of Chapter 2