Hey guys! This is the first bonus episode for my "Luna is Strange" series, and hopefully not the last! You should probably go read that first so it makes more sense, but I'm not your keeper.

Anyway, this will be short, three chapters to be exact, and I don't expect you guys to take it very seriously. It's meant to just be a fun bottle episode.

Enjoy!

There are many reasons to groan in the Loud House.

It gets frustrating eating the same seven meals every assigned day of the week. Everyone except for Lincoln has to share a bedroom, and even he still struggles for genuine privacy. The walls are paper thin, and no can keep a thought to themselves. It gets too hot in the summer, and there's never any ice. It gets too cold in the winter, and there are never enough blankets. Lucy's doom and gloom contrasts with Luan's love of all things comedy. Lori is always on her phone. Doorknobs seem to come and go like yesterday's newspaper.

And there's only one tiny bathroom.

And at the moment, it is occupied by Lynn Loud, Jr.

And… Whatever's going on in there…

There's a lot of groaning.

About what- the other Loud siblings can only guess.

"Maybe she's still upset about the Lions losing," Lori speculates.

"What Lions? Like in the zoo?" Leni asks.

"Not like real lions dude. The football team," Luna explains.

"Ehhh, real lions are cooler," Lana adds.

"I'd say that doesn't make sense, but I'd be LION! Hahaha!" Luan jokes.

Everyone just ignores her lame pun.

"Maybe she's experienced true heartbreak, or succumbed to existential dread… Sigh…" Lucy contributes.

"Heartbreak?! Lynn's stone cold?! You really think she'd be upset over a stupid boy?!" Lola argues.

"Hey, don't sell her short. She was just as excited as we were when the whole love letter thing happened," Lori rebuts.

"Well I think she's brushing her teeth! Some people are noisy brushers," Leni speculates.

"That's stupid!" Lola argues. "She's probably mad because Mom yelled at her for not helping with the dishes last night!"

"She didn't yell at her stupid. You weren't even there!" Lana yells.

At this point, they're all speaking over each other, getting louder and angrier like hens in a henhouse.

Finally, Lincoln butts in. "Have you guys considered that she might just be using the bathroom?!"

Everyone just kind of looks at each other, until Luan breaks the ice.

"That still wouldn't explain why she's down in the DUMPS! Or why she's so POOPED! Hahaha!"

"Luan's got a point. She's been real stand-offish lately. And she's been in there for like, half an hour, so that's not it," Luna claims.

"Yes, it is unlikely that that is the correct reason. Lynn takes approximately 124.7 seconds to go number one, and approximately 313.2 seconds to go number two," Lisa states.

"That's not weird at all," Luna thinks as everyone looks at her with chagrin.

"Guys, what's the big deal? So Lynn's been a little moody lately…" Lincoln says.

They all think back to how she freaked out about there not being enough cheese in the fridge, when there was almost a whole block left.

And how she was a total jerk while watching the new Ace Savvy movie with the family, constantly moaning about the plot and the acting.

And screaming about how Francisco hadn't texted her all day after he literally just texted her.

And how she punted Cliff out the door for scratching his post to loudly, and unintentionally flaunting his little pink sphincter.

"Okay, so she's been cranky. Everybody gets cranky sometimes?" Lincoln tells them.

"You don't get it Lincoln. Lynn's been pretty bad. It's just a girl thing," Lori says.

"So, you mean like-?"

"Don't finish that sentence if you know what's good for you," Lisa politely suggests as the older girls snarl.

"Right," he simply says.

Just then, they hear Lynn bash her way out of the bathroom door.

Lola gasps. "She didn't flush!" she whispers to Luna.

She makes her way downstairs, looking very unhappy.

Everyone acts casual, doing their best to avoid acknowledging her and setting her off.

It doesn't work.

"What?!" she angrily shouts.

Nobody says anything.

But sure enough, it's Lincoln who speaks up.

"Nothing?..." he simply says with a nervous shrug and smile.

The other sisters all don deathly serious expressions.

"It was nice knowing you," Luna thinks.

Lynn trudges over to him, looking even angrier than before.

"Nothing?!..." she says with bloodshot eyes, grinding her teeth.

Lincoln cowers in fear- completely, totally speechless.

"WELL GOOD FOR YOU LINCOLN! It must be nice not having to worry about NOTHING!" she screams.

For a moment, she just stands there, clenching her fists, flaring her nostrils.

Her vengeful complexion is broken by a sudden, disgustful grimace, and she huffs.

She turns away, and trudges out the front door, slamming it behind her.

Lincoln is still frozen, petrified.

The girls all wait until they're sure she won't be back, then they rush over to him.

"Lincoln, say something?!" Lori cries, snapping her fingers in his face.

"Oh great, she broke him. I guess I'll have to use my rewind powers and stop him from saying anything stupid again…" Luna tells herself.

Fortunately, she doesn't have to, because he comes around.

He dramatically exhales.

"He's alive!" Lola exclaims.

"Alright everybody, give him some space. Let him breathe…" Lana tells them, gesturing them to move aside like a police officer in the movies.

"Lincoln, are you okay?" Leni asks.

He finally speaks. "You know what? I think I'm staying out of this one. For real this time. I'm out," he casually declares, and he turns to head up the stairs.

The girls are stunned. It's sort of Lincoln's unofficial job to find out what's wrong with his sisters and help them solve their problems.

Not this time though.

"Ugh- Nice going Luan! You made Lynn yell at Lincoln!" Lola shouts at the comedienne.

"Me? I'd say you're heads not LINCOLN straight! Hahaha- but seriously. Not my fault."

Lola huffs. "Hmph… Well nice going Lana! You made Lynn yell at Lincoln!"

Again, everyone starts fighting and yelling over one another.

Except for Luna though. As every superhero ever has said since Amazing #15…

"With great power comes great responsibility."

So, she sneaks away from her hostile sisters, and creeps up the stairs.

She just barely catches Lincoln's arm posting a "Do Not Disturb" sign outside his bedroom door.

"Dang. Little man's serious… Well, I guess it's up to me to make sure Lynn doesn't seek and destroy…"

As she turns away, she notices that her and Lucy's bedroom door is barely cracked open.

"Hmmm… I'm not one to snoop, but I do have my rewind powers now… So I guess she's getting struck by a smooth criminal…"

And that's all the reassurance she needs to actually go through with this.

Luna makes her way into the adolescents' room, being mindful not to step on anything important.

At first glance, nothing seems out of the ordinary. Lynn's got her balls, nets, and other sporting goods scattered around her side of the room. Lucy's got her prized possessions- her diary and Edwin, placed safely by her coffin. There's no sign of Fangs though, and she's not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing, but she rules it probably has nothing to do with Lynn's recent behavior.

"Okay, maybe there's something around here that could help me figure out what's going on…" she thinks aloud, looking under Lynn's bed.

Nothing there but cleats and a hockey stick.

She rises up, meeting an inconspicuous Lucy.

"AHHHH!" Luna shrieks.

"What are you doing?" Lucy simply asks.

Luna catches her breath.

"Dude, you almost flat-lined me!" Luna retorts.

"Are you in here because of Lynn?" she asks.

"Yeah, I am actually," Luna guiltily confesses.

"Sigh… You're better than this Luna. It's not good to go through other people's things…"

"I know…" she agrees.

"But if you are going to snoop, her phone may be a good start," Lucy says, pointing to the phone on her bed, ignoring her own words of wisdom.

"Oh," Luna simply utters.

She looks at Lucy's bangs where her eyes should be- she hasn't seen them in so long she's not sure if they're even there anymore, as if to ask for her blessing.

She just looks back with her familiar blank expression, and that's enough for Luna to go by.

"Alright, just this one time, I'll check it out. But don't be a Loose-Lips Lucy," she says.

"I actually don't care enough to gossip. Not unless it involves vampires or morticians," Lucy rebuts.

Luna picks up Lynn's phone, and turns it on.

"Dang it… There's a pin…" she says.

"What's her digits dude?"

Suddenly, they can hear the front door being barged through and slammed shut.

"Oh… Lynn's coming! Get out of here!" Lucy tells her.

But little does she know that Luna has a secret weapon.

"Don't worry about it. Just tell me!" Luna cries.

"If she finds you in here-"

"I said don't worry. Tell me the bloody pin!" Luna cries, slipping into her British accent.

Lynn's now trudging up the stairs. "I swear if Francisco texts me just 'Hey-' I'm gonna shove my bat right up his-"

"Uhm, uh, try her birthday?!" Lucy guesses.

Luna quickly punches in 1130, but it's no dice.

"Son of a- Alright, let's try this again Luce," she says, holding up her hand.

"What are you-?" Lucy tries to get out as Luna proceeds to rewind.

*REWIND*

"I actually don't care enough to gossip. Not unless it involves vampires or morticians," Lucy rebuts.

Luna picks up Lynn's phone again.

"Lucy, quick- what could her pin be?" she blurts out.

"Hmm, try her-"

"It's not her birthday, I just know," she cuts her off.

She imagines she's raising a brow, but it's hard to be certain.

"Okay, her jersey number?" Lucy suggests.

"That's too small, dude!"

Suddenly, they can hear the front door being barged through and slammed shut.

"Oh… Lynn's coming! Get out of here!" Lucy tells her.

"Oh bloody heck" Luna groans in her accent, punching in 01. No luck.

"Quick, gimme something else," she pleas.

"Lynn is coming," Lucy repeats, enunciating her syllables.

"This would be so much easier if she just knew I could rewind…"

"I know that! One more hint man! I gotta have that cowbell!" Luna yells.

"Hey, are you in my room?!" Lynn calls from the stairs. "Cause if you are, I'm gonna shove my bat up your-"

"Lucy!"

"You're on your own," she simply says, rushing out the door.

"Oh bloody-"

*REWIND*

Many rewinds later, Luna still hasn't cracked the code. Worse yet, all the rewinding is beginning to take its toll on her.

"Your nose is bleeding," Lucy tells her.

She checks to make sure, and she's not lying.

"Dang it… I can't keep doing this. I'm just gonna have to call it quits…"

Suddenly, they can hear the front door being barged through and slammed shut.

"Oh… Lynn's coming! Get out of here!" Lucy tells her.

Luna decides it's best to heed her advice this time, and get out of dodge.

Unfortunately, she's too weak, and she stumbles to her knees.

"Luna?!" Lucy cries.

Lynn's feet are stomping up the stairs.

"Just get out of here dude, I'll be fine," Luna insists.

Lucy hesitates. "I'll buy you some time," she says, and she makes her way out before Luna can tell her: "Don't go…"

"Shoot Lunes… You just got Lucy in trouble…" she scolds herself.

Outside, she can hear Lynn and Lucy's encounter.

"Hey," Lucy begins.

"What?!" Lynn angrily replies.

"Uhm- CAN I GET YOU TO TELL ME YOUR LOCKSCREEN PIN?!" she says loudly enough that Luna would surely hear.

"What?! Have you been going through my phone?!" she responds.

Luna is still too weak to even get to her feet, so she decides to make her way inside of Lucy's coffin for refuge.

"You're lucky you're such a creepy little pip-squeak, or I'd shove my bat right up your- Ugh!"

"Good job, Luce," Luna thinks as she closes the casket lid.

Lynn stomps into the room.

"Ugh, I swear she better not have gone through my phone or I'm gonna put her pet bat in the microwave…" Luna hears her muffled voice say.

She can hear the springs of Lynn's mattress as she carelessly plops down on her bed.

"Ahh what the heck now?!" she curses.

For a moment, there's silence, then she begins speaking again.

"Hey Polly, what's up?" she says to her friend over the phone, trying to sound friendly.

"Yeah, I already talked to her… No, I didn't tell her about it…"

"Well you know what Polly, I'll tell you what you can do with those roller skates! You can- Ugh!" she shouts, presumably because her friend has hung up on her.

She can feel Lynn's phone thump on the casket lid.

"Stupid Polly and her stupid roller skates. It's not my fault you can't find them. I swear I'm so close to quitting the team. These girls and their drama…" she complains before letting out a sickly groan.

"Oh, ah…"

"So you wanna go through my stuff, huh Lucy? Well, two can play at that game," she sinisterly says, and Luna hears her trudge toward the coffin.

"Well… I did it my way…" Luna thinks.

The casket lid opens, and she's met by Lynn's posterior.

She lets out a grody fart, and slams the lid shut without even looking inside. "Heheh! Ow," she laughs, then groans.

Luna covers her face with her shirt, and endures the suffocating flatulence as Lynn makes her way out of the room.

"Oh, my sweet lord!" she blurts out as she escapes the gassy casket, gagging and coughing.

When she's regained her composure, she peeks her head out the door to make sure she's clear. Lucy is still there, and gives her a thumbs-up.

"Nice defense," Luna says, offering a high five.

Of course, Lucy leaves her hanging.

"So, any luck?" Lucy asks.

"Well, she said something about maybe quitting the roller derby team, so I don't know, maybe she's just tired of drama with her teammates?" Luna speculates.

"Really? I don't think Lynn would ROLL on her teammates! Hahaha!" Luan says, sneaking up on them.

"Maybe she's overexerting herself. She plays like, literally every sport," Lori interjects, also popping out of nowhere.

"I think she needs a new toothbrush!" Leni adds, and by now everyone except for Lincoln and Lynn have joined in the conjecture.

Again, they all speak over one another, and Luna's the odd woman out.

"Whatever's going on, I've gotta figure it out. It's getting too loud in the Loud house."

Let's try something different with this bonus episode. Rather than giving you guys a playlist, why don't you tell me about your favorite LH characters.

Thanks for reading, as always.