It started just like any other day in the Loud house. Lincoln was chilling in his room, reading comics in his undies, as per usual, when a certain sports obsessed sister barges into his room unannounced…again.

"Hey Linc! Sorry to interrupt your comic book time but I have something amazing to tell you!" She chipperly announces

"What is it, Lynn?"

"10 sports, 10 competitions, back to back. Winner gets a trophy and a first-place medal."

"Ok, I guess that sounds…"

"Let me finish, Lincoln! Not only do you get the glory of winning, the winner also gets anything they realistically want!"

"So, I can't make Lori my slave for a day if I win?"

"I HEARD THAT, TWERP! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU'LL BE A…"

"I was thinking more along the lines of me buying you the latest issue of Ace Savvy…if you win."

"So, why talk to me about your contest?"

"Before I open it to all siblings, I want us to test out the events, just to make sure it's "safe.""

"But why come to me? Surely, there are more athletic siblings than me. What about…Lola?"

Lynn scoffs at his assertion.

"Lola?!"

Lola, being the attention whore that she is, comes out when she hears Lynn call her name.

"What?" She declares indignantly "I was in the middle of a very important tea party with some guests who are VIPs, so you'd better have a good reason for dragging me out here!"

"Oh, I wasn't calling you. I was just mocking Lincoln."

Lola looks at her big brother, who has an inadequate visage plastered on his face…it's pitiable, really. Lola almost feels sorry for him.

"What did he do this time?"

"Well, I wanted him to test out my 10-sport competition with me, but he thinks he's too much of a weakling to do it! He thinks that you're a better candidate than him when it comes to sports, but I know that the pageant princess would never muddy her hands with such barbarity that comes with the contest."

Lola goes over to Lincoln and tries to reassure him.

"Linky, I think you should do it."

"What? Lola, why do you…"

Lola shushes him.

"I know you're capable. Maybe not physically but mentally... I expect you to think I would choke on my own vitriol before admitting this but I truly do admire you, big brother."

Lincoln is on the verge of tears. He always thought Lola was out to spite everyone else, so hearing her admit that she actually cares about someone… it means a lot.

"It's like the magic fat kid said to the white pencil. You're strong in the real way. Now, show Lynn how strong you REALLY are!"

Lincoln feels his spirits lifted after Lola's talk with him.

"Well, I have to get back to my tea party. Some of the guests are getting really cranky that their benevolent princess isn't regaling them with her presence. I shall have to bid you good day. We will see each other soon, so until then…"

Lola leaves and heads back to her room.

"I'll do it." Lincoln asserts

"Excellent! But I have to forewarn you, there are no mental sports, so if you're thinking chess will be one of the 10 sports, you're sorely mistaken. Alright, the decathlon is ready! I already set up the equipment we need to play the sports.

"Decathlon? But that already exists!"

"But all of us know 4 of those events are running; So, I made a harder custom decathlon! Are you pumped up, Linc? Because I am! I'm so proud that I made this. So please, give it all you got, because I'm going all out!"

"I wouldn't have it any other way."