Hello everyone and welcome to my Loud House fanfic. When searching for inspiration to write this fanfic. I saw a comic made by adullperson. Yes, that's the name of the artist. I saw that comic and thought. This can work.

Disclaimer: I don't own Loud House

Lincoln and Lori were driving away from Great Lake City after they said their goodbyes to the Casagrandes late afternoon. Mission Failed echoed in their thoughts. Bobby and Ronnie Anne decided to live with their extended family. Bobby and Lori promised to call and text another each day to keep their love secure. Lincoln and Ronnie Anne agreed to a similar deal, but it was Lincoln assisting Ronnie on how to adjust to living with a large family.

The long and quiet drive back to Royal Woods with only each other and the radio playing as company. It allowed them to reflect on how easy it is to take things for granted when it's right in front of you. Now it's gone. Lori glanced at Lincoln during the ride home, wondering how he's feeling about the situation. She clearly showed how she felt about her boyfriend moving with several emotional outbursts and fixing her ruined mascara.

"She's really gone," Lincoln quietly said. He was gazing out the window Lori observed his face through the window's reflection. His sorrowful eyes glistened with tears as his lip quivered. He brought his hand to his mouth, trying to muffle his cries. His sisters already had mountains worths of dirt on him so why add more to the pile.

Lori's heart shattered each second she watched him. No one wants to see a loved one in such a state. Yet Lincoln's holding it in. Why? She knows that she can get on his case like a lot, but they were still siblings. Didn't he trust her? She did her best to comfort him while on the road by placing her hand on his shoulder. The floodgates burst. Lincoln embraced his sister letting his lamentations in her chest. Lori felt. Every. Single. Wail. Her brother unleashed.

"It's okay, Linc. Just let it all out" Lori comforted now knowing what her outbursts were like. She gently his head as he continued to cry his soul out. Her top was getting soggy, but it was a minor price to pay to support Lincoln in his time of need. They arrived at a red stoplight. Lori used those few seconds to formulate a plan for Lincoln. She still had a two-hour drive to get back home but didn't want him to sulk until then. Next to them was a woman in a red Honda Civic peered in into their van. Her gaze lasted too long for Lori's liking. "HEY! A MOMENT OF PRIVACY PLEASE?!" using her drill instructor voice. The startled woman snapped her head forward. The light turned green, and Lori started to drive. Some people just don't know how to MIND THEIR OWN BUSINESS.

Lincoln became to calm down, letting out sniffs and hiccups now. He released his grasp on Lori. His face was soaked with tears and snot along with bloodshot eyes. Lori asked if he was okay. He only shrugged in response. She turned left into a parking lot of a burger joint. She exited the van letting Lincoln collect himself for a few minutes then came back. Lori handed him a bag. Lincoln browsed through the bag. It contained a large fries with a bacon cheeseburger with extra onions. She was also holding a large coke and a chocolate shake and gave it to him. She had her own bag and beverage.

"Uh, Lori?" He questioned. He knows that his sister can genuinely be kind, but that was rare.

"You going to eat or what?" She asked, putting Vanzilla into drive, taking a sip of her Sprite. Lincoln offered some of his food, but she refused to say that she bought it for him, and she wasn't that hungry. He slowly started to eat, not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth. His mood did improve a bit. Lori smirked, seeing him enjoy his food. He devoured his meal after a few minutes and unleashed a burp that would make Lynn impressed. Lincoln muttered a quiet 'Excuse me.' Lori waved it off. Lincoln was still in a somber mood but was better than before.

They arrived home in comfortable silence after some time and dump their debris in the trash before entering. The rest of the Loud sisters crowded them questioning what happened. The expression on the pair's face gave them their answer.

"I'm heading to my room guys. I got homework to do" Lincoln mumbled walking past his sisters heading up the stairs into his room.

"I'll call you when it's dinner time," Lori said. He nodded. They heard his door closed"We need to have a sibling meeting about this"

"What about Linky," Leni asked, concerned for her little brother.

"The meeting is about him," Lori answered. They quickly gathered in the Lori and Leni's room. Lori gave them a summary of the events and the aftermath.

"Little dude's taking it pretty rough," Luna replied. The girls brainstormed for anything to help their only brother. However, their involvement in his romantic life often exploded in their faces literally in Lisa's case. They concluded to not make a major deal out of it and allow Lincoln to heal. Dinnertime came around. For the first time in years. It was silent compared to the usual commotion that occurs in the Loud house. The girls tried to help in their conventional ways such as Luna with music, Leni with fashion, Luan with jokes, and Lucy with poems. Lincoln still participated in but little change. This cycle lasted for the entire weekend.

Monday. Every child's least favorite day of the week unless it's a holiday. No more fun or relaxation until the next weekend. The bell rung to signal the start of a new school day at Royal Woods Elementary. Students and teachers groaned dragging their feet back to class, preferring their souls ripped out instead. Lincoln couldn't agree more. It's almost a fact nobody like Mondays during a school week yet their mood shifts as time goes on.

Lincoln still has Monday Misery. He lacked his usual chipper attitude and enthusiasm. Mrs. Johnson called him out serval times during class for being distracted. Clyde, Liam, Zach, and Rusty noticed his dour demeanor. They tried to cheer him up during lunch with jokes and invites to their favorite hangouts at their usual table. Lincoln only shrugged and sighed picking at his food.

"Hey, Lincoln. Where's Ronnie Anne? We haven't seen her all day." Rusty questioned. The others agreed with him. Ronnie Anne was never late or absent. Plus, if everyone could bring Lincoln out of his rut. It's Ronnie Anne. However, Rusty mention her name didn't help Lincoln's mood.

His shoulders slumped, and head lowered. He stood up, claiming that he lost his appetite and carried his tray and walked out the cafeteria. The group grew concerned about this situation. A question that they wanted to be answered is What about to Ronnie Anne over the weekend.

"Woah what did you guys think happened," Rusty asked.

"Yeah Lincoln is sadder than a bull who lost his balls," Liam said.

"Maybe the government got Ronnie Anne, and her family for discovering classified information or Lincoln was replaced by an alien" Zach offered one of his many conspiracy theories.

"Look I'll talk to Lincoln to see what's bring him down. We all know that involves Ronnie Anne in some way, shape, or form." Clyde responded. The rest of the group nodded. Clyde and Lincoln were basically brothers.

"Good luck, Clyde," Rusty said. Clyde thanked him and rushed to find Lincoln. He saw Lincoln after a few seconds walking with his hands in his pockets, barely acknowledging his surrounding almost bumping into several students.

"Hey, Lincoln, wait up!" Clyde yelling sprinting to Lincoln, who stopped upon hearing his name. The two began to walk in comfortable if not awkward silence in the empty hallway. The other students either have lunch or in class, "Hey man, you good?"

"Yeah. I'm. I'm fine" Lincoln mumbled looking at the ground.

"No, you're not. Tell me what happened. Dr. Lopez always says it's better to talk to someone about a problem instead of letting it fester like an old wound. Again what happened," Clyde demanded wanting to help his oldest friend. Lincoln weighed his options. Tell Clyde or let the issue die. However, years of sisterly interrogations made him think otherwise. At least Clyde won't act like a national emergency happened. Although they were relatively calm over the weekend regarding this issue

"Remember when I said Lori and I were visiting Ronnie Anne and her extended family to try to convince her mom to let her stay in Royal Woods," Lincoln replied.

"I take it that it didn't work" Clyde acknowledged. He took Lincoln's silence as his answer.

"I don't know how to feel about this man. Yeah we can still visit, and video chat each other but … it's not the same as having her around, you know?" Lincoln confessed.

"You're taking this break-up pretty rough huh? Wait a sec does this mean Bobby and Lori broke up too?" Clyde asked, hopefully thinking now he has an actual shot with Lori.

"She wasn't my girlfriend or anything like that, but she was the first girl I've felt that way for. This was better and different than what I had for Cristina," Lincoln confessed. He recalls the embarrassing video exposing him kissing Lucy's figurehead with a wig resembling Cristina's hair. Cristina immediately swapped classes after that. The teasing, insults, people calling him Loser Lincoln lasted for weeks on end. Girls in school avoided him as he was contaminated.

It's been months since the video and Cristina wouldn't even acknowledge his existence. Ronnie Anne gave him hope. "Also no they're still dating. They're trying a long-distance relationship."

"Alright, man. If you want to talk about it. Let's do it after school." Clyde responded, feeling disappointed about his chances with Lori but helping his bro Lincoln took priority. All the times, Lincoln helped him with his issues. It's customary that Clyde does the same for him.

"Why after school, man?" Lincoln questioned with a raised eyebrow. Clyde grabbed Lincoln shoulder leaned in a while, shifting his eyes to scan the hallway.

"Lincoln. School isn't the best place to talk about don't you think? Besides it for your safety," Clyde firmly answered.

"Wait a minute, my safety? Lincoln asked. He understood that talking about it during class won't be a great idea due to the teachers calling upon them.

"Just trust me on this one, Lincoln," Clyde replied. Lincoln paid no mind to it thinking it was just Clyde being paranoid again as they continued walking.

"I don't know the whole 'for my own safety' think but thanks, bro. I … I really appreciate it" He thanked Clyde by giving him a one-armed bro hug.

"Don't worry about it, considering everything that happened." Clyde waved off. The five-minute bell rung telling the students to get to your next class.

"By the way, what's our next class?" Lincoln asked. A chill shot up Clyde's spine sending his brain into panic mode. Clyde's hair on the back of his neck stood up. He turned his head.

"Crap they know" Clyde whispered as his worst fears for the today were confirmed. The empty hallway wasn't so empty after all. They were being stalked like prey. A pride of hungry lioness ready to pounce on their prey. Lincoln looked at Clyde in confusion. Who's they? Clyde quickly grabbed Lincoln's arm and stared directly into his eyes. "Lincoln, run."

"What?" Lincoln asked fearfully before feeling their piercing gaze.

"I SAID RUN!" Clyde ordered, pushing him forward. "I'LL HOLD THEM OFF. BACK YOU FOUL BEASTS!" Lincoln sprinted as swiftly as his skinny legs can carry him. He only caught a glimpse of who was following him. Five girls around his age. He knew two of them being Cookie and Jenny, who are his classmates. The other three were unfamiliar to him as he didn't know their names. However, they each had a distinctive feature. One was wearing a panda cap. A blonde with long hair wearing a thick white turtleneck sweater. Finally, who can only be described as shy as she was in the back, hiding behind the edge of lockers.

Lincoln stopped. His palms are sweaty, knees weak, and arms are heavy. He sat down, trying to make sense of what's going on. He breathed in and out to calm himself. He waited for a few seconds to see if they were around, ready to ambush him like an assassin. Nothing. Students and faculty were just going about their day. Lincoln checked his watch. He had two minutes and thirty seconds to get to class. He got back up and speed-walked to his next class. Thankfully it's one of his favorites being art.

Art was one of the few places Lincoln felt he can be himself. He remains vigilant on his way to art. Right now. A target on his back. He made to class with a minute to spare greeting his group. Clyde made it by the skin of his teeth gasping for breath and drenched in sweat looking worse for wear but not enough for the teacher to be concerned. Then came Cookie and Jenny grinned and at waved at him. Lincoln nervously waved back.

"Hey, Clyde. You okay?" Lincoln whispered, received a thumbs up and wheezing as an answer. The bell rang for the class to begin. Lincoln started to sketch, thinking about what happened in the hallway. Why did those girls appear? Is this why Clyde wanted to talk after school? How the hell did they get on top of the lockers without anyone noticing? Was this planned and were they following them the whole time?

Class ended before he knew it and made his way to the next lesson. Lincoln felt the same piercing gaze. He couldn't locate where it was coming among the horde of students moving throughout the hallway. He saw one of them hiding in the crowd. The shy one. She began to walk towards him, smiling with her visible eye closed and the other hidden by her hair. Should he run? Nope, the crowd is too congested. Confront her like a man? Lincoln is desperately trying to grab for a plan, so she moved closer and closer.

"Hey, Lincoln, let's go or we're going to be late" One of his friends yelled rescuing him. Lincoln ran to the safety of his friends.

"Thanks, guys," Lincoln said gratefully for their help. Clyde told them whatever and are willing to help. Lincoln glanced behind him to see if the girl was still following. She stopped but continues to smile. A student broke his line of sight of her for a second to find her gone. It reminded Lincoln of Lucy but instead of appearing. It's disappearing. He ushered his friends to get to class faster.

"Soon you'll be mine Lincoln. All mine," The shy girl whispered to herself, holding a tiny figurine of Lincoln. She gave it a kiss before going to class.

This cycle continued for the remainder of the day. Lincoln's friends formed a defensive perimeter around him in class and never letting him out of their sight. Lincoln was appreciative of their efforts but was concerned as was all this necessary. He was in homeroom watching the tortuous tick waiting to be released. Lincoln kept an eye on Jenny and Cookie, who gave him glances during class. He never paid them much mind, but what happened at lunch. He wasn't going to take that gamble.

The final bell rang, and the class cheered as they rushed out of the room with Miss Johnson reminding everyone about their assignment due for the week. Some of the students still lounge around in the class. Lincoln slowly packed his bag to buy himself some time, but he didn't want to keep Lori waiting if she was outside already. Zach, Liam, Rusty, and Clyde were already out. He now must risk the gauntlet. He took his time as he kept a watchful eye as five huntresses made him a target.

He found his friends relaxing at a table and took comfort being in relative safety. However, living with ten sisters gave him a sixth sense allowing him to know if he's being watched. Lincoln eyes shifted like a guilty man and turning his head to the sides so quick his friends thought his head would twist off.

"Lincoln you alright? You're more nervous than a turkey on Thanksgiving," Liam asked.

"I'm f-f-fine guys," Lincoln nervously said. Any male would be happy for females to chasing him until it happens. Fantasy turned into a horrifying reality. However, he had his team with him. If they're together. They shall prevail.

BEEP! BEEP!

"Oh, that's my ride. Later" Rusty said, grabbing his bag and made his way to his parents' car. One team member down. Then Zach. Liam. Now just two remained. The duo known as Clincoln Mcloud. Sadly, the duo became solo as Clyde's dads arrived. Clyde looked at Lincoln, not wanting to leave him to his unknown fate. Yet he must.

"Meet me at my house as soon you can" Clyde whispered as he gave Lincoln a bro hug. Lincoln watched him leave. Now he was alone. His body was tense with sweat slowly rolling down his face as his rapid heartbeat drummed throughout his ears. He remembered Lola's breathing techniques that she used during her pageants.

"Okay, Lincoln. In and out. In and out," He repeated. His mind and body were at peace. It worked. All he had to do was wait for Lori. If only it were that easy. His breath was caught when the hunting pack from the halls appeared a fair distance from him. And he was a lowly rabbit primed for the picking.

They had him surrounded and making their way closer and closer to him. Lincoln's heart dropped with each inch. His lips were dry and gulped in anxiety. The man with the plan needed a plan. Now. Run? But run where and have Lori turn him into a pretzel about where he was?! Fight? Not even an option. He didn't know how far Lori is. The only thing Lincoln can do is submit to their demands. The girls stopped and smiled at him. It didn't comfort Lincoln. If this was any other situation. Lincoln would be ecstatic.

"Hey, Lincoln" The sweater girl smiled.

"Hey Caroline" Lincoln stuttered. Thankful that Rusty told him their names

"We noticed that you haven't been yourself today," Cookie asked, taking a seat next to him leaning close to him. "Is everything okay?"

Lincoln was confused. Was he that obvious? Cookie and Jenny made sense as they were classmates. Yet why were the other girls here? They weren't friends and in different classes. The question that remains. Why were they after him the hallway?

"Yeah you were off of it" Serena responded wearing her signature panda cap sitting on the other side of him.

"Really? Don't worry about it. I just had a rough morning. That's all" Lincoln grinned rubbing the back of his head. He was unaware how close the two girls were to him, and the other girls were tightening their fists at the pair's antics.

"It sounds more than a rough morning considering your home life," Evelyn the shy girl added.

Lincoln stumbled for an answer. Two girls at his sides and the other three in front along with the questions. This was an interrogation. Does he plead the fifth or tell the truth?

"Hey Twerp, hurry up!" Lori yelled, honking the honk. His savior. He bid his goodbyes to the groups and rushed to Vanzilla.

The girls sighed as they watched the van drive off. So close they collective thought. Mission failed

"Miss it by this much" Jenny groaned planting her head on the table.

"Don't worry, there's always tomorrow," Evelyn comforted.

"We might not get tomorrow for what happened at lunch," Caroline replied. The girls gazed down, ashamed at their actions. When they are heard that their obstacle, Ronnie Anne Santiago, was removed. They pounced and chased on Lincoln without thinking. Terrifying him.

"Jenny or I should've talked to him instead. Now he's scared of us," Cookie solemnly said observing how terrified Lincoln of them.

"We got to apologize or at least keep our distance from him for a while. This would give Lincoln time to recover," Jenny replied. The rest nodded.

"Hey we can still get him guys, but we have to change our methods" Caroline added. They can't swarm on him. One-on-one would be the preferred method. "QTs unite?" She placed her hand out. The other girls grinned and placed their hands on top of each other.

"QTs untie," they said unison. "Better watch your back Lincoln Loud. You'll be mine soon." They collectively thought to themselves crafting a plan to claim superiority over the other girls.

A chill shot up Lincoln spine causing him to flinch and look around rapid for the cause. His sisters were concerned about their brothers' actions

"Yo dude you alright man?" Luna questioned.

"I'm fine Luna," Lincoln said, feeling like a broken record. He needs to get to Clyde's house. Now. He asked Lori to drop him off at Clyde's home. Lori surprisingly agreed with no issue. Lincoln cheered to himself. Operation: Figure out why those five girls were chasing him and being suddenly kind to him while trying to get over Ronnie Anne's moving away and find a shorter name for this plan is a go.

(Whistles) Lincoln sure got his work cut off for him. What are these QTs planning for little ole Lincoln? What Clyde going to talk about? Anyways thanks for reading. Review. Favorite and follow if you like. Have a good day.