Hey everyone, Poke'boy24 back with the reaction viewing of Kanto Gets Loud with the actual first chapter so before we go over that, let's go over the reviews…
Skull Flame: Honestly, that's the better option since with so many characters, I would be writing dialogue for close to twenty individuals and I just don't have that sort of time since the Holiday Seasons coming up which is always stressful.
Fox Boss: No, since these reaction/reading another alternate universe only acts characters from those specific realities/series they've originated from with Nana from To Love-Ru and Charlie from Hazbin Hotel for example, but that's dozens of chapters from now since I would like to also work on some of my other Stories that may or may not be put on Holiday Hiatus.
magicianofthecosmos: Thank you for letting me do this since this is your Story after all.
no6ody: Have you even read any "Reality Viewing/That Group reads/react to that" Stories before checking this since there are only three font type to choose from so no.
T.T. Coleman: I would have to ask the Authors of those first, also this is my first Reaction Story so at least let me do a few dozen more chapters for practice, okay?
Now that the reviews are done, let's get on with the reality viewing and remember I DON'T own Pokémon, Loud House, nor the Story this viewing is about.
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"So… think that can still feel or something?" Stella asked what everyone else was thinking as she walked up to the suspended family members of her White-haired friend while Zach poked/meshed his hands against Luan's face.
"It is darn creepy if ya ask me, even tha Scarecrows Mee-maw have out in tha field are less unnervin'." Liam said feeling very uncomfortable from the way the sisters' eyes were sharing at him.
"Should… Should we unfreeze them…" Clyde asked feeling just as unnerved as the Farm boy.
"{Nope, giving just how these girls act in public, I rather not have them wrecking my theater with pointless non reasonable fighting or arguing over something stupid and/or petty.}" the voice stated over the intercom before showing the group some clips of the Sister Fight Protocol where Lori and Leni fought over the same Dress they had both bought, the Twins breaking into a fight on a road trip with Lincoln, who was just reading a comic quietly, was unfairly dragged into their fight getting severely roughed up while the twins didn't even had a scratch on them, all of the Loud Sisters, except for Lily, causing chaos at the local grocery store even after promising their brother that they would help with the shopping, brutally attacking their brother over a quarter he found in the couch as well literally pulling him into their second fight after discovering a clue to a hidden treasure which was all planned by their dad to teach the value of sharing money, the sisters getting their family banned from three public pools, the list goes on as those watching just wince since it was a miracle that none of them were arrested or received restraining orders. "{So yeah, keeping them suspended is really the safer option.}" The voice simply stated after showing evidence that Lincoln's sisters were prone to start fighting for even the most ridiculous things as well clearly lacking actual common sense.
"Okay, my family problems aside, who are you since you didn't really give us your name." Lincoln said looking upwards towards the intercom while wincing from being reminded of all the fights his sisters cause even if he might had started a few of them since he probably should've put more thought into the situation at the moment.
"{Good point, I am one of many who crafts and/or view other worlds/realities, including yours. As for my name, you may refer to me by my alias, Poke'boy24.}" Poke'boy24 said introducing themselves before several Drones that look like Red-and-white spherical capsules with a Black spiral on top emerged from the ceiling startling the children while Albert and Myrtle got on guard only to their surprise and delight, the drones opened up revealing Popcorn, Soft drinks, Flippees, Pastries, and other concessions which they cautiously accepted. {Now then, let us return to our feature program as this is what the aftermath when Lincoln didn't disguise himself in the Squirrel suit.}" I said as the projector began rolling.
(Chapter 1: Pop-Pop's Proposal)
"Looks like the other me decided to pay a visit." Albert mused as he took a bite of his chilidog.
"I kind of wished I'd thought about telling you instead of going to Lynn's Championship game disguised as the mascot since wearing that costume at the beach as well the following week was not one of my brightest ideas." His grandson bitterly commented since wearing that uncomfortable suit at a hot and sandy area was not very great for his health since he'd fainted from heat exhaustion.
Lincoln was still moping as the day continued. However, it was when a car, driven by his grandfather, Albert, passed by the house. Albert then saw Lincoln sitting on the front steps, looking quite miserable. Albert then pulled up to the sidewalk in front of the house, "Lincoln, is that you?" Albert called. Lincoln perked up upon seeing his grandfather.
"Hey Pop-Pop," Lincoln greeted, as Albert approached.
"What are you doing outside? Did you forget your keys?" Albert joked, trying to help lift his grandson's mood, but to no avail.
"No. My family locked me outside of the house and has banned me from entering," Lincoln replied.
"Wait, WHAT?!" Albert exclaimed, his normally good mood turning uncharacteristically sour, "Why would they do something like that?!"
"Well, it started a few days ago. After going to several of my sister's activities, I wanted just one day off. However, Lynn insisted that I come to her softball game. She even threatened me with her bat. So, I did go, but the game ended in a loss. I went to go commend her for her efforts, saying that she'll get a win next time, and do you know what she did? She actually accused ME of ruining her game, proclaiming that I was bad luck. That's when I got one of the dumbest ideas I ever had: I figured if everyone thought I was bad luck, then I could have plenty of free time to myself. And it worked, albeit a little too well. They soon began to bar me from stuff I would've liked to be a part of, like going to the movies," Lincoln explained.
"Well, did your parents try to stop this whole mess?" Albert asked. Much to his shock, Lincoln shook his head.
"No. They bought into the lie as well. I guess they believe the word of the many over the word of the few," Lincoln replied.
"Ouch man, is that how your folks really handle arguments between you and your sisters?" Rusty asked since he'd felt the same thing when Girl Jorden framed him for stink bombing the dance.
"Yeah, every time something happens like the toilet getting clogged or getting banned from the grocery store, I'm the one who gets stuck with the blame." Lincoln sighed before casting a sideway glance towards his three red/orange-haired friends. "Not to mention the whole Polar Bear challenge as well the time Lisa was transferred to our class. Not to mention that "love advice" booth me and Clyde did for the school fair since we originally wanted to sell Chocolate Pies except my sisters, whom are all complete chocoholics I might add, devour all the chocolate bars we've saved over a couple months of allowance to buy in least than a few moments when we were preparing to start baking." He replied with a blank expression getting the three boys to look away with sheepish expression as well whistling shamefully given how everyone reacted to those incidents.
"I see. And what about telling the truth? Did you try that?" Albert asked.
"I did, but they immediately dismissed it, thinking I was trying to make an excuse to come back inside," Lincoln replied. Albert looked like he was trying to take in all of this information. Just then, Vanzilla pulled into the driveway, and almost immediately, Lynn leaped out, her bat in hand, and charged at Lincoln, swinging at the white-haired boy.
"WHAT THE FUCK?! ?!" Ronnie Anne yelled as the others either spat out and/or choked on their food/drink upon seeing that Lynn Jr. was intentionally trying to knock her own brother's head off over a softball game.
"NINI?!" Bobby exclaimed in shock hearing his little sister actually curse.
"Heh, that's usually how Lynn reacts whenever her favorite team and/or player loses." Lincoln casually commented much to his friends and grandparents shock hearing him casually say that.
"Whoa, what are you doing?!" Lincoln exclaimed, dodging each swing.
"SHUT UP, YOU STUPID JINX! YOU RUINED MY CHAMPIONSHIP GAME! SO, SIT STILL AND TAKE YOUR LUMPS LIKE A MAN FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE!" Lynn screamed, taking another swing at her brother, who continued to dodge. From inside Van-zilla, the rest of the family looked on, worried expressions on their faces.
"Maybe we should try to stop this before it gets any worse," Lori suggested.
"Good call," Rita replied, as they got out of the van, and proceeded to try and restrain Lynn, who continued to try and smash Lincoln's head in.
"No duh, Sherlock." Ronnie Anne harshly remarked since they were all just cowering inside their Van while Albert pinches the bridge of his nose seeing that his daughter and son-in-law clearly hadn't taught junior that value of good sportsmanship as well that it's okay to lose a few games every now and then since they're just for fun.
"Now you see why I don't join any of our schools' sport teams nor have any interest in them since Lynn would just force me to take part in her insane and ridiculous training methods and quote unquote "lucky rituals"." Lincoln admitted since his sister over competitiveness makes even family game night a nightmare. "Also doesn't help she always throws the board sending pieces of the game all over the room saying losers clean up, boastfully dancing on top of the dining room table, even writing losers in marker on our sisters' foreheads while shaving it on the back of mine as well uses our homework to make confetti after winning three hundred games in a row. Also doesn't help that when we all teamed up to finally beat her for once, she turned practically everything into a competition from brushing our teeth, to chugging down milk, even smacking Leni against the wall when she was just walking up the stairs as well stacking blocks and then knocking them down onto Lily." He stated softly twirling his Flippee before taking a sip as the baby of the Loud Family blew a raspberry while everyone else looked mortified hearing that their sporty sister was both a sore loser as well a horrible winner.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Lynn! I wasn't even at your stupid game!" Lincoln argued.
"LIAR! I lost the championship! I wouldn't have lost unless you were actually there!" Lynn snapped, swinging again.
"Really?! It never occurred to you that maybe the other team had a plan set in place to beat you. Or that you're no bathroom rule was hindering your teammate's progress? Or that you're all luck and no skill? Face the facts Lynn; you're acting like nothing shy of a sore loser!" Lincoln ranted. Lynn then screamed with even more rage, as she lunged at Lincoln, who continued to dodge, "Oh man, now she's really mad!" he commented, sensing that things had just gotten worse. Lynn had him cornered, as she went to take another swing, when...
"LYNN LOUD JR. THAT IS QUITE ENOUGH!" the authoritative tone of Albert boomed, causing Lynn to stop dead in her tracks. She looked up to see a disapproving look on her grandfather's face, "Inside, NOW!" he ordered. The Louds all knew that when Albert had that tone, he meant business. The Louds all quickly piled into the Loud House, with Lincoln being last, only to be stopped by his father.
Hearing the stern authoritarian tone of the retired Military Veteran caused all the kids to immediately stand to attention within their seats.
"Geez lil' Loud, your Gramps is as strict as Abuela when she wants to be." Bobby commented as he sat back in his seat as he swept the popcorn, he'd spilt over himself.
"That's my Albertross, so commanding when he wants to be~" Myrtle suggesting cooed tracing small circles upon her husband's bicep before the two shared a kiss much to the discomfort of the children present.
"Sorry sport, but with how your sister's behaving, it may be best for you to stay out here," Lynn Sr. said.
"As much as I disapprove of your father's decision, he does have a point. Just try to bear with it a little longer, Lincoln. I'll get things squared away, and hopefully have you back inside this house where you belong," Albert said, as the door was closed in front of Lincoln. Once again, Lincoln begrudgingly slumped down on the front porch.
"Ah come on, Linc been living outside for weeks, the least they could've done was let him have a chance to bathe and put on a change of clothes." Zach disgruntledly said seeing his friend still being forced to stay outside.
"That may actually be the better option since Lynn has always have a nasty temper." Lincoln reluctantly agreed with the other world's version of his Father and Pop-pop knowing just how violent his sisters can get.
Lynn had more or less calmed down but was still ticked off at her brother. But that wasn't her main concern right now. Albert had all his granddaughters, his daughter and son-in law all seated around the living room, "Now, what's this I hear about you all locking Lincoln out on purpose?" he asked, his tone indicated that he wanted a suitable answer.
"It's because he ruined my softball game against the Lions, which was the first game he had attended all season. Until then, we were dominating the league, until Stinkcoln decided to ruin it with his bad luck!" Lynn Jr. explained.
"And after that, bad things just continued to happen whenever Lincoln was around, so we figured that locking him out was the best course of action," Lori added.
"{Sure, blame everything on your only brother just because he wanted just one day to himself. And FYI, you all were clearly the cause of all those bad things because unlike you all, he at least admits his involvement whenever he made a mistake and at least tries to fix things by using actual common sense instead of just ganging up on one person saying something was all their fault without any actual proof or evidence.}" I sarcastically said showing clips of various incidence where the sisters destroyed Vanzilla over the only good seat, purposely destroyed his and Rusty's Solar System model after dressing Lucy as a Barbie Girl stereotype, Lori purposely sabotaging Leni's chance of finally earning her Driver's License, Lola and Lana nearly destroying Cheryl and Meryl's sisterly relationship just to be spokespeople for an Ice-cream Parlor, Luna crushing a slightly younger musician's dream of performing due to her own fear of being replaced by her band, also the time they all gotten mad at him for posting videos of them for his School's when Luan purposely never bother to tell her brother the golden rule of never posting without consent claiming that it was an "unspoken" rule when it was really common knowledge along with Lynn Jr. physically and mentally abusing the children of five families the older Loud Sisters were babysitting costing the families to temperately fire them along with saying it was their own children's fault for not knowing how to have fun.
"""""…""""" everyone else was horrifyingly speechless at the last clip upon seeing just what the Sport obsessed sister had done to those poor much younger kids/toddlers.
"I see. Well, then, if that's your answer, then I can say this without a bit of guilt: WHAT WERE YOU ALL THINKING?!" he yelled, causing everyone in the room to flinch, "There's no such thing as luck, good or bad! It's just an excuse that people use when things go right or wrong!" Albert declared.
"But he still ruined my game! And as revenge, he had to have jinxed my championship game too!" Lynn Jr. argued.
"Please, Lynn. Whether or not Lincoln was at your game today would not have changed the outcome," Lisa stated.
"And you, Lisa, why did you, the smartest person in this family and possibly all of Royal Woods, go along with this whole mess?!" Albert scolded. Lisa remained undeterred.
"It was all a part of a social experiment. After Lincoln purposely destroyed Lori's clubs and was banned from her golf tournament, I became curious as to why someone who thinks rationally would suddenly give in to such nonsense as superstitions. So, the nature of this experiment was to see how far the rest of the family would take this mess before the consequences reared their ugly head. That, and Lincoln got into this mess by himself, so he had to get out of it himself," Lisa explained. Her high and mighty attitude quickly faded when Albert simply face-palmed, signaling his disappointment with Lisa.
"Guess she isn't as smart as she claims to be~" Rusty sheepishly winced as he, Zach, and Liam once again felt the guilt from how they as well the rest of their class had treated their friend when the 4-year-old was transferred to their class.
"Isn't Human experimentation considered illegal?" Stella asked since she hadn't really interacted with Lincoln's second youngest sister.
"{It is, but that hasn't stopped her before since she really knows how to cross the line.}" I bluntly said showing a clip montage of said child genius performing said experiments on her siblings along with embedding tracking chips under their skin along with Mr. Grouse, collecting fecal matter as well harvesting their organs, not to mention setting up cameras to spy/record them without their knowledge nor consent.
"""""…""""" Once again, everyone was shockingly silenced as well mortified feeling like their personal privacy had been violently invaded.
"So that's why my face is constantly itchy." Lincoln commented scratching his left cheek while casting a harsh glare towards the child prodigy since she had gone from child genius to child stalker given this new renovation.
"Lisa, if you knew Lincoln was fibbing about being bad luck, then you should've tried to convince your family of that fact!" Albert yelled.
"Except Stinkcoln didn't lie, and he IS bad luck! Therefore, as punishment for ruining my championship game, I vote in favor of sending him to live with Great Aunt Ruth! Maybe rubbing those disgusting feet of hers and eating moldy pudding will teach him not to ruin our activities, especially MY sports games!" Lynn declared.
"Maybe it would be best to send Lincoln away. After all, we don't know what more trouble his bad luck could bring to this house," Lynn Sr. stated, worrying about what his family's wellbeing.
"More like giving in to your daughters' outrageous and completely insane demand over something that's plain stupid as well ridiculous." Ronnie Anne bluntly stated with her arms crossed.
"Lynn, did you not hear what we said?! All this bad luck hoo-ha is nothing more than just superstitious bullshit!" Albert yelled at his son-in-law.
"Sorry Albert, but if his sisters say he's bad luck, then it has to be true," Lynn Sr. stated, remaining an anchored ship to his beliefs. Once again, Albert face palmed.
"No, it doesn't, that only implies to DIFFERENT people, not siblings wanting to blame everything on each other since they don't want to be accountable for their own actions." Stella stated since her mother explained to her not to believe something unless there were some truth and facts to it since the rumor of Cinnamon the "Rat Beast" had been proven true since Norm the Janitor barely managed to keep the little critter a secret for over a decade.
"I literally see no problem with sending that twerp away. The less I have to worry about my dates with Bobby getting ruined, the better," Lori said nonchalantly. One by one, each of the Loud Sisters voiced their approval for Lynn's suggestion. Albert could tell he wasn't going to get through to them anytime soon, until he thought of something. A sly look worked his way onto his face.
"Geez, are all of your sisters really that selfish and self-absorbed?" Stella asked as she couldn't believe just how spoiled Lincoln's sisters were acting since they've already sealed up his bedroom and forced him to sleep outside as Bobby was unnerved by how casually his girlfriend cared more about their relationship rather than the health and safety of her own brother.
"Pretty much since Luan constantly pranks us any chance she gets while Lana just brings in any kind of animal she happens to come across. Not to mention Lori and Lola's bossy/bratty attitude and hair trigger violent temper." Lincoln commented with bitterness as he thought more about how his sisters treated him negatively.
"Well, if I can't stop you from making more of a big deal out of this ridiculous mess, then maybe I can convince you of sending him somewhere else?" he suggested. Lynn Jr. was quick to reject.
"No way! Stinkcoln ruined my game, so he has to be punished thoroughly! I want him to suffer the same way he made me suffer!" she declared.
"For fucking God sakes Lynn, it's just a game!" the middle child frustratingly stated since he's always getting ridiculous and unfair punishments for something so petty.
"Right since losing in a game or sport from time to time teaches humility as well help build character." Myrtle wisely comments since her step-granddaughter was treating a simple softball game like it was a murder trial.
"Whoa, that's way harsh, dude," Luna commented.
"Now hold on. Let's hear Dad out on this," Rita suggested.
"I have an old buddy I met back during my shore leave during the war over on an island just off the coast of Japan. I was thinking he could take in Lincoln," Albert explained.
"""""JAPAN?!"""" Clyde, Rusty, Zach, Liam, and Stella horrifyingly exclaimed since that's even further than Canada as their group dynamic was completely thrown off without their Man with the Plan, and that was over for less than a week.
"What does your buddy do, exactly?" Rita asked, suddenly sounding unsure about sending her son away.
"He's a researcher who studies the wildlife in that particular region. My thoughts were that Lincoln could help him out with his research," Albert explained.
"You mean like zoology?" Lana asked.
"In a way, yes. The animals that Lincoln will be encountering will not be the typical dogs, cats or birds that you're all used to," Albert replied.
"Girls, you're all dismissed to your rooms," Rita said.
"But we want to hear what Pop-Pop has in mind," Lola replied.
"Your mother asked you to do something, so do it," Albert calmly said, but the Loud Sisters easily picked up the authority in his voice, and did as they were told. When they were all back upstairs, the Loud Parent's then turned to the old man.
"Ok Dad, so what's this all about?" Rita asked.
"Well, if I can't convince you that this bad luck garbage is all just a bunch of crap, then I might as well play along with you. Think of it this way, if Lincoln's all the way across the world, then Junior has absolutely no excuse to blame him for anything, whether it be bad luck or something that's actually sensible. And while Lincoln is gone, I expect BOTH of you to get control of ALL your daughters, NO exceptions," Albert stated.
"O-Ok, but who exactly is this researcher friend of yours?" Lynn Sr. asked with a gulp.
"He goes by the name Samuel Oak. He's a trusted friend of mine. We've stayed in touch for years. We can do a video call with him, but I want Lincoln to meet him as well," Albert said, his tone indicating he wasn't going to argue. Rita then went over to the front door and opened it.
"Lincoln, sweetie? Can you come in? We have something we need to discuss with you," Rita requested.
"Finally, sanity prevails!" Lincoln exclaimed, as he entered the house for the first time in days, "So, have you managed to get it through to Lynn that bad luck isn't real?" he asked.
"At least ya folks are lettin' ya back inside ya home." Liam said as he and the rest of Lincoln's friend group were still calming down from the shock of their friend's alternate self being send so far away over a softball game while Clyde was hyperventilating in his popcorn bag.
"I'm afraid she was too stubborn to accept that, Lincoln. But I was able to reach an agreement with your folks," Albert replied. Lincoln then looked up at his grandfather, perplexed.
"More like bat shit crazy." Ronnie Anne bluntly commented.
"Nini!" Bobby exclaimed hearing his little sister curse, again.
"What do you mean?" Lincoln asked.
"First, before we begin, let me ask you something? How would feel about going on a sort of vacation, all by yourself?" Albert asked.
"A vacation? Where to?" Lincoln asked.
"Well, here's the thing; I have a friend over on a small region just off the coast of Japan. What I was proposing to your family was having you go there to have a little... zoological expedition," Albert explained.
"Over in Japan? That seems awfully far," Lincoln commented.
"I know it is, but that's where you get a sort of a win-win. Not only will this provide a chance for Junior to come to terms with the fact that bad luck doesn't exist, but you may end up finding your own special talent, just like your sisters," Albert explained. Lincoln took a moment to mull this over. If he were all the way on the other end of the world, then Lynn wouldn't have any excuse to blame him for anything going wrong. Not to mention, having some kind of talent that would get him a legitimate trophy in the trophy case didn't sound too bad either.
"Well, in that case, I'm in," Lincoln replied.
"Buddy, you couldn't actually go along with this?!" Clyde cried out in a panic grabbing hold of his best friend and shaking him.
"Clyde, relax, that's just me from an alternate reality since you know I'm don't plan on leaving you or the others any time in the future." Lincoln assured as he gently held the McBride's forearms calming him down. "Also, the other me does kind of make a good point since just like how you've found your talent in baking, going along with the whole going to Japan thing would be a good experience as well give me the chance to find something else besides Comics, Video Games, and Magic." He adds since just how often you get the chance to experience another culture.
"Great! But before anything else, we're going to do a video call with my friend," Albert said, as Lynn Sr. finished setting things up on the computer, "Now, I'll just punch in his phone number," Albert said, as he punched in the number, and hit dial. A few seconds passed before the other end picked up, showing the back of an old man in a lab coat.
"Ah Albert, so good to hear from you again. To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" the old man asked.
"Who's that Pop-Pop?" Lincoln asked as his grandfather just shrugged his shoulders since he'd never seen the other older man unlike his counterpart.
"Uh, Samuel? You've got the wrong camera again," Albert chuckled. The old man then looked behind him, before fiddling with the controls at the computer he was at.
"Oh, this always happens!" Professor Oak grumbled, as the screen turned to static, before his face was displayed on the screen, "Sorry about that. Now then, what's up?" the professor asked.
"I understand that some of the kids from Pallet Town that you're sponsoring are going to be heading out in a few days, yes?" Albert asked.
"Indeed. Of course, I do have one more slot open for another candidate," Professor Oak replied.
"Well, then I may have a potential candidate here that you might be interested in," Albert said, as he brought Lincoln into sight, "This is my grandson, Lincoln Loud, and he has shown an interest in becoming a Pokémon Trainer, and his parents, Rita and Lynn Loud Sr. Lincoln, this is Professor Samuel Oak, the researcher friend I told you about," Albert explained.
"""""What's a Pokémon?""""" everyone voiced the questioned in their minds.
"{Just watch, listen, and learn.}" I simply informed them as they continue to watch the screen.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Lincoln," Professor Oak said.
"Likewise, Professor," Lincoln replied.
"Uh, is there something we're missing here? What in the world is a 'Pokémon'?" Lynn Sr. asked.
"Well, I'll give a brief explanation. You see, in certain parts of the world lives an innumerable number of fantastic creatures known as 'Pokémon'. They inhabit forests, fields, mountains, lakes, rivers, oceans, and even take up residence in sprawling cities. For some, Pokémon are treated as friends and family, but they can be more than just pets. Pokémon Trainers, which is what Lincoln has voiced his interest in becoming, compete against one another in Pokémon Battles for honor and glory," Professor Oak explained, as he held up a red and white ball, before tossing it up, releasing what appeared to be a living rock creature with arms, "This Pokémon, Geodude, is just one example of the many different species you'll encounter and battle," he explained.
"Whoa! Does… Does that rock actually have arms… and an actual FACE?!" Rusty exclaimed upon seeing Geodude.
"Talk about cool!" Zach added since he knew Rock Monsters existed alongside Aliens and Cryptids.
"Wait, so these trainers actually have these Pokémon things fights one another? I'm not too sure how I feel about that," Rita commented.
"Perfectly understandable, but you needn't worry. There are plenty of rules in place to keep things from going too far. Besides, battling is how Pokémon become stronger," Professor Oak explained. Rita still seemed unsure, but it was Lincoln who asked the next question.
"So, what exactly does a Pokémon Trainer do?" he asked.
"Well, they can catch Pokémon to help bolster their teams, and they go around and battle other trainers. Of course, there is a large-scale tournament held once a year that trainers are able to enter called the 'Pokémon League', but in order to participate, trainers must accumulate a minimum number of badges from various gyms scattered throughout the region. In the case of Kanto, where I live, trainers must collect a total of 8 gym badges to qualify," Professor Oak explained.
"I see," Lincoln replied.
"That being said, there are other activities that trainers may participate in, such as Pokémon Contests, where trainers show off their Pokémon in as flashy a way as possible, and the Pokeathelon, which is a big sports event for trainers," Professor Oak added.
"Whoa, so these Pokémon are sort of like actual Animals if they can participate in events like those." Clyde comments as the part about Contests seem appearing to him.
"Tell me about it, so training these Pokémon is sort of like creating a sports team, by with Animals or whatever the rest of them might look like." Bobby added wondering if there are Pokémon that could help him better run the Mercado or performs music with.
"Especially since battling sounds a lot like wrestling if there's a big tournament for it." Ronnie Anne voiced her interests wondering if these Pokémon could be taught in other sports like Lucha libre and Skateboarding.
"Ok, I think I get the picture," Lincoln replied.
"Though before you can be given a trainer's license, it is recommended that you attend at least one semester of Pokémon School to learn the basics," Professor Oak added.
Hearing that Trainers actually had to attend School caused the children to slightly groan but understood it since these Pokémon sounded just as dangerous as they are cool if they have a wide variety of powers/abilities.
"Are these semesters the same length as regular schools, or...?" Lincoln asked. Professor Oak chuckled.
"Not to worry. I can get you into a course that can help you learn the basics quickly and easily," Professor Oak replied.
"So, will you let Lincoln try out?" Albert asked.
"I see no reason why he can't. I would be more than happy to sponsor him. So, when and where shall I pick him up?" Professor Oak asked.
"How about 10 AM at the Detroit Airport?" Albert suggested.
"That sounds reasonable. I'll see you then," Professor Oak said, as he hung up.
"Alright, we got a lot of things to do before tomorrow. We'll have to get some clothes for Lincoln to wear while he's in Kanto, as well as plenty of camping gear," Albert said.
"Oh, we'll have to get that stuff from the garage. We moved everything out of Lincoln's bedroom when we sealed it up," Lynn Sr. stated. He and Rita were met with scowls from both Albert and Lincoln.
"Wait, WHAT?" Lincoln exclaimed hearing that this version of his family actually moved all of his belongs out of his bedroom before sealing it up.
"I expect ALL of my stuff to be back in my room EXACTLY how it was before you decided to seal it off," Lincoln stated coldly, causing his parents to flinch.
"I'll be taking Lincoln to meet with Professor Oak in the morning. That will give you and the girls plenty of time to put his room back the way you found it," Albert stated, once again, causing both Loud Parents to flinch, "Lincoln, go out to my car. I'll bring your clothes when we're done collecting them," he ordered. Lincoln did so, and exited the Loud House, followed closely by the adults, who made their way over to the garage. Opening it, Albert immediately saw some boxes labeled 'To be donated'. Much to his disappointment, both Rita and Lynn Sr. went over to them, "I can't believe this... You two were actually going to donate all of Lincoln's stuff without his consent?!" Albert yelled, while still trying to keep his voice down.
"Well, the girls suggested that we do it, since they said they have no need for any of Lincoln's belongings," Lynn Sr. replied. Albert pinched the bridge of his nose, before noticing a distinct lack of furniture.
"… Honestly I kind of expected them to pawn everything off just to make a quick buck since that's clearly what Lola would do." Lincoln simply said since he'd mentioned that in his recording when he and his friends' thought Mr. Bolhofner was going to kill them because of those insane wild rumors about him.
"And what of Lincoln's furniture?" Albert asked, bracing himself for another idiotic response.
"Junior convinced us to sell it, since it was tainted with Lincoln's bad luck," Rita replied.
"Seriously, cursed objects are usually in trinkets like Jewelry, Talismans, or Idols to even common items like a Mirror or Camera. Not a dresser drawer or bed frame made from simple wood, idiot." Ronnie Anne bluntly stated casing a deadpanned glanced towards the suspended athlete since it's clear that they don't watch enough Movies or read enough Novels involving cursed objects.
"Once we're done here, bring me the money you got from the sale," Albert ordered.
"Yes sir," Rita replied. She knew when her father spoke like that, it was best not to argue with him.
"And after you unseal his room, you are to purchase new furniture for him, and leave his room unsealed," Albert added.
"Well, I suppose there goes our trip to the beach," Lynn Sr. commented, as they got the last of Lincoln's clothes that he would need.
"Seriously Lynn, you and the rest of the family banned your only Son from the house over some stupid superstitious belief and you still think you all deserve to go to the Beach, without him I might add since that's basically Child Desertion." Albert commented as he pinched the bridge of his nose while slightly shaking his head in severe disappointment since his time in the military had taught him the very meaning of discipline.
"You're supposed to discipline your children for unacceptable behavior, not reward it." Myrtle added since even though she never had a family of her own due to her duties and responsibility as a Government Agent, even she knew how to better discipline children since that how she helped trained new Agents.
"Personally, I don't think you or your daughters deserve to go to the beach after this inexcusable way you've treated one of your own," Albert stated. Rita then returned with a stack of cash, which Albert then confiscated.
"Words cannot even begin to describe how disappointed I am with the two of you and your daughters. The next time I come over for a visit, I expect all this bad luck garbage to be in the garbage, where it belongs, and each and every one of your daughters to be thoroughly disciplined, Junior especially," Albert said, as he collected the clothes, and took them to his car.
"Where'd you get that cash, Pop-Pop?" Lincoln asked, seeing the wad of cash.
"I convinced your folks to give you a little spending cash while you're in Kanto. This is just to start you off," Albert replied, as they drove off. As they watched Albert's car disappear from view, both Rita and Lynn Sr. couldn't help but think that they had made a tremendous mistake in being a part of this whole mess.
"Albert said we have to go and buy some new furniture for Lincoln's bedroom, and that it's to go unsealed until he gets back," Lynn Sr. said.
"Ok," Rita solemnly replied, as they went back into the house.
"{That's it for this scene, next I'll be showing Lincoln meeting the Professor so take this time to take care of business.}" I informed opening the door of the theater allowing them to take care of their bathroom needs. "{And don't worry, there AREN'T any cameras in the restrooms since that's sick, creepy, and unsettlingly perverted as I'm unnerve by the very thought of a 4-year-old actually being into that sort of stuff.}" I commented with a disgusted tone while everyone else shivered being reminded that every time they had used the bathroom at the Loud House, Lisa was recording them the entire time.
"Good, because that Chilidog is howling." Albert said with a slight chuckle as everyone left the screening room to take care of their personal business.
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And there you have it everyone, chapter one is done so next up is chapter two, see you all next time.