Chapter 10: Charles Takes a Bath

I'm back with the next chapter. This one is based off the Spongebob episode-Gary Takes a Bath. Next time, I'll do either Wet Painters or The Camping Episode. Enjoy the chapter!

It was a weekend at the Loud House. Lincoln was in his room, reading an Ace Savvy comic like usual. Charles was relaxing on the bed next to his owner. Then Lincoln checked his watch. It was time for Charles' bath.

"Charles, looks like it's that time of week again." Lincoln said. "Bath time!"

Charles' eyes grew big. He was not looking forward to getting a bath.

"Let's go get the water started." Lincoln said as he left his room. Charles still remained in the room. Lincoln noticed and came back. "You're gonna have to get in that tub, Charles."

Charles didn't move. "Now Charles, we can do this the hard way or the easy way. Or the medium way. Or the semi medium easy hard way. Or the sorta hard with a touch of awkward easy difficulty challenging way."

Charles just stares at Lincoln.

"So that's how you wanna play it, huh?" Lincoln glared at his dog. He had ways of getting Charles to take a bath. Lincoln's first attempt was a pet ball for Charles.

"Oh Charles, check out this new toy." Lincoln grabbed a pet ball from inside the box. "Fetch!"

Lincoln threw the toy. Charles went to catch it. The toy flew in the direction of the bathroom but suddenly came back to Lincoln. Lincoln was surprised. He checked the title on the box.

"New boomerang pet toy. Really works." Lincoln read. Charles chewed on his toy. Lincoln angrily threw the box behind him and walked away. But the box came back and hit him in the back of the head, knocking him down. The next attempt was a bomb. Well, a water bomb. It was strapped to Lincoln.

"Charles! There's a bomb strapped to my chest!" Lincoln cried. "It's gonna explode in three seconds unless you take a bath!"

Charles took cover under the couch instead. The water balloon exploded, soaking Lincoln.

"Charles, it wasn't a real bomb." Lincoln told the dog, then looked at his soaked clothes. "Great. Now I need to change."

The next attempt, Lincoln was going to use subliminal messages. "I'm now going to assault your mind with subliminal messages." Four images are shown. There was a bathtub, a shower cap, a bar of soap, and Lincoln wearing Lily's diaper. (From the episode: Cover Girls) Lincoln blushed in embarrassment from the last picture. "Sorry you had to see that."

The next attempt was Lincoln calling the dog pound.

"Hello, Royal Woods City Dog Pound. I've got a naughty dog here who won't take a bath." Lincoln told them over his phone. Someone on the phone was talking but Charles couldn't quite make out what they were saying.

"What's that?" Lincoln said. "You've gotten this excuse before?"

The person on the phone hung up.

"Dang it."

The next attempt was a game of leapfrog.

"Hey Charles, how about some leap frog?" Lincoln suggested. Lincoln jumped over Charles. "Ok, your turn." Charles jumped on Lincoln's back. Lincoln threw him towards the bathroom but his aim was off. Instead, Charles was launched at a vase and got injured.

Soon, Charles was lying down on the couch and had bandages for his injury. Lincoln showed up. "Hey Charles, how about some leap frog?" Charles threw a pillow at him.

Next attempt, Lincoln was holding a bag of dog treats.

"I've got a bag of doggie treats for the next person to take a bath in this house." Lincoln told the dog. But Lana suddenly showed up in a bathrobe, and was somehow driving the bathtub. She swiped the bag of treats and left.

Next, Lincoln performed a weird dance. When he was done, he was exhausted. Charles just stared at him awkwardly. "That didn't work either, huh."

Now, Lincoln was attempting a more complicated plan to get his dog to take a bath. He dressed up as a pirate and he hid his buried "treasure" somewhere in the house. Charles was in the kitchen eating lunch. Lincoln ran into the kitchen holding a map.

"Charles! Hey, look what I found." Lincoln said excitedly, holding out the treasure map, which was a piece of paper. "An old treasure map revealing buried treasure in this house."

On the paper, there was a drawing of the treasure leading to a palm tree, which was really the bathroom. But the word "bathroom" was crossed out.

"Let's go find that treasure, buddy!" Lincoln said and Charles followed him to the stairs. "Ok, we have to go forty paces to the left. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10-"

They soon made it up upstairs to the bathroom. "25, 26, 27-" Lincoln realized they made it to the bathroom. "40! The treasure must be in here, Charles."

Lincoln opened the door and inside there was the bathtub, painted to look like a treasure chest. "Look Charles, treasure!" Charles woofed. "No Charles, this isn't the bathtub." Lincoln kicked a bucket of paint away. "It's treasure!" Lincoln reaches into the tub to grab something. "Look! Doubloons! Don't drop em'!" The doubloons were just bars of soap.

"Ooh! Look at this broach!" Lincoln said as he took out a rubber duck. Charles barked.

"I don't know what a dog would want with a broach!" Lincoln snapped angrily as he ripped off his pirate getup. "Now why don't you just get in the tub?" Lincoln grabbed the dog and threw him in the tub. But Charles hung onto Lincoln. The boy tried many times to get his dog into the tub but Charles was too stubborn. Lincoln's eye twitched in annoyance. "Now Charles, are you gonna get in this tub or am I gonna have to-"

As Lincoln was trying to pull Charles onto the tub, he pulled too hard and bumped into the mirror, breaking it. Charles ran away after that. Lincoln groaned, and he got up but slipped on a soap bar, causing him to land in the tub. Now Lincoln was soaked and furious. "That's it, Charles! You have frustrated me for the last time! So if I can't bring you to the bath, I'll just have to bring the bath to you."

Lincoln goes to his room. He reaches under his bed and pulls out a water gun he got as a birthday present. Lincoln went to fill it up. In the living room, Charles was watching tv. Lincoln showed up. "Hey Charles." Lincoln got his gun ready. "Bath delivery!"

Charles got scared. Lincoln aimed the water gun at him and squirted water. Charles leapt out of the way and the couch got wet.

"Come back, Charles. I have something to chair with you." Lincoln joked.

The boy chased after his dog. He continued to squirt water all over the house. Charles ran to the kitchen. As he passed by, Lincoln squirted water at the dishes, getting them clean.

"Dish is more like it." Lincoln punned.

Lincoln continued to chase Charles while squirting water around the house. Charles made it outside through his doggie door. Some water came out through it. Lincoln opened the actual door.

"Water you waiting for, Charles?!" Lincoln punned again. Suddenly, Charles' barking was heard from the tree in the front lawn. Lincoln ran over to it. "Aw, stuck in a tree?" He got a ladder and climbed up to the tree branch. "It's time to clean up your act, Charles!"

Lincoln squirted water at the dog and eventually ran out of water. Then he realized Charles was short circuiting .

"Oh no! Charles! Are you ok?" Lincoln asked in concern. He dropped the water gun and climbed onto the branch. But the dog in the tree was just a robot. The real Charles was still on the ground, dragging on the ladder. He barked to get Lincoln's attention. "Charles! Bring that ladder back this instant!"

The ladder fell to the ground.

"I am really not amused, mister!" Lincoln said sternly. "You are going to take a bath and get clean right now!"

Charles barked.

"I am so the boss of you!"

Charles barked.

"It may be a free country, but you live in our house under our rules."

Charles woofed.

"Don't use that tone of voice with me. You will do what I say when I say."

Charles walked to a mud puddle.

"What are you doing? I'm talking to you, mister. Charles, get away from that mud puddle! Charles the dog, do you hear me? You have three seconds to get away from that mud puddle!"

"One!"

Charles got closer.

"Two!"

Charles got even closer.

"Two and a half."

Charles stretched his paw out above the mud.

"Don't make me say three." Lincoln warned. Charles stayed where he was. "Charles! Charles! Charles!"

As Lincoln was scolding his dog, he lost his grip, falling out of the tree and landing on his back in the mud, getting mud all over him.

"I'm a dirty boy." Lincoln moaned, defeated.

Soon, Lincoln was the one who ended up taking a bath. Charles was watching him. He barked, reminding his owner something.

"Yeah, yeah, Charles. I'm getting behind my ears." Lincoln said unhappily, using soap to clean himself. Charles smiled with satisfaction.

Hope you enjoyed this. Should the next chapter be Wet Painters or The Camping Episode? Leave a review please. Bye.