This took way too long, I know. I kinda... lost interest. I maybe come up with a few things later, but right now I got many other things I want to do.

Anyways, enjoy the ending! (super cheesy warning)

"Darn..."

He had his blancket up to his neck. He tried to sleep, but the image popped up every time he tried to close his eyes.

That dream again. Why..? He wanted to ask himself. Everything was supposed to be solved... but the dream got, worse. And the imagination seemed to be more realistic.

"Did you really believed that?" said a girl.

Lincoln just hugged bun-bun. That's what he always do when something is uncertain. Fortunately bun-bun didn't disappear this time. He felt strangely cold, so the little boy hugged it more firmly. Hoping to sleep, he tried to erase everything.

Soon eventually, the white hair managed to fall asleep. Almost had a 'tear crisis', but he made it without noticing, in other words disturbing anyone. Good boy. That was the only way he could deal with uncertainty.

Up that morning, everyone was casual as usual, with some loud sounds as expected. However, despite Lincoln went back to normal, he was still grabbing the textbook for unknown reason. But he couldn't even concentrate at the book. He just... did not feel like doing anything.

He just stared at the book, maybe waiting random sisters to break in and force him to do something. However, the door oddly remained silent.

Then, his wireless set buzzed.

"Hey Clyde."

"Hey Buddy! Long time no see. Do you feel better?"

"Yeah... I think I am." He said, but still not normal. "I... started reading Savvy again."

"That's totally good! Can I come to your house? Man, you missed a lot of issues!"

Clyde asked rather directly.

"Yeah... I think so." He stuttered. "No, I mean, that's good."

"Dude, are you nervous?"

"No... I'm fine. Thanks, thanks for that."

"It's all recovering phase. You'll get better." He replied. "Anyways, I'm going!"

But Lincoln remained silent, as if he struck dumb.

The door opened then.

"Lincoln."

"AHH!" He overreacted as if he saw Lucy.

"breakfast's ready." said the oldest sister.

"Oh, r... right." He stuttered a little. "I'll be there in a few minutes."

She would have believed that. But with his nervous eyes, she noticed something. The comics, they were lying in the trash bin, just like when the incident happened.

Lori quickly came inside the room, and closed the door.

"Tell me what's still wrong."

The boy remained silent again, again.

"I'll keep all secrets. Can you describe what's still poking you?"

"I just... don't feel like it. I don't know the reason. Just... go. I can handle it."

He said while looking down.

"Lincoln, having problem is natural. I just want you to-"

"I said I can handle it!"

He shouted, maybe in frustration. His face became immediately reddish, regretting what he just said.

"I...m sorry." He quickly apologized.

"No need to be. When do you think you'll feel like reading it?"

Lincoln hesitated. The awkward silence only flew through them-

"Hey Lincoln!"

At that time the door opened. Lincoln and Lori just looked there, seeing a black boy.

"L...Lori?" And he fainted.

"Dang it."

Not long after Clyde fainted, he woke up in familiar boy's room. Not visited for a while. Immediately, he looked for Lincoln. He was just sitting on the bed, doing nothing.

"Oh, you woke up, buddy." said Lincoln.

"I couldn't even think that she was in your room... Anyways, how are you doing these days?"

"You sounds like you're interviewing a criminal."

"Oh... sorry for that. But I'm just checking to see if my buddy's fine."

Lincoln seemed to have something to say, but rather than that he just sighed.

"I'm perfectly fine. As you can see, I'm not having any mental illness." said Lincoln, but with sarcastic tone.

And awkward silence went shortly.

"Let's light up this. Wanna play some game?" Clyde asked. "The new muscle fish has just arrived!"

"Sure. I'm interested." said Lincoln, but without even a change of accent. And the two went down to living room.

Living room was oddly silent. They played couple of games, and Clyde won perfectly. Maybe because Lincoln haven't practiced lately, but more than that he didn't even control properly.

"Dude, are you playing alright? I'm pretty sure you were way better than me." said Clyde, worrying geniunely.

"Yeah." But Lincoln always answered like he was tired of everything.

"If you're not interested... than we can do another thing. Like reading comics." The boy said. "Did you read that issue 82?"

"Not yet..."

"Great! Let's read it together." Clyde then pulled out a comic out of his bag. "Get yours."

"Too bad, I don't have it."

"You didn't buy it? That's the most viral issue out there!" Clyde shouted.

The white haired boy knew, he threw it out. But he couldn't tell it to his friend. He just minded.

"Yeah... maybe I missed it."

"Than let's read it together!" Clyde still said hopefully.

"Yeah, I will bring the snacks." And Lincoln stepped to the kitchen, unenergetic. He seemed like he had invisible flu.

Clyde liked that he was back to play, but Lincoln seemed too unmotivated. It was still not his normal form. He thought while sitting on sofa, waiting for Lincoln...

Until a finger touched his back suddenly.

"Ahh!"

He turned around. It was Lynn.

"Shh, Lincoln shouldn't notice."

"Ow, what are you doing?" Clyde talked to her silently.

"We'll explain that later. But I ask you to do one thing - distract him as much as possible!"

And Lynn back-flipped to upstairs, like ninja. Clyde didn't know what just happened, but it seemed like best to follow her words. Lincoln came, and Clyde kept him on downstairs.

"So, what are we gonna do?" said the musician.

Meanwhile all sisters were gathered in Lori's room, with Lori as leader. Then, Lisa showed up with a chart.

"Lincoln seemed to have improvement mental health, but there's still little change in dopamine level - as you can see." The little genius stated. "What means that he's not that much happier."

"Why? We did everything for him." Lucy said, as she watched everything.

"Our job is done here. He'll recover soon." said Luan. "After all, he's our sweet Linc."

However, Lori didn't seem to agree.

"No, we should do something..."

"He can make it himself."

"No, he can't!" She shouted unconsciously.

The others seemed to be a little surprised. Lori calmed down, and breathed out. The comics, she had to tell them. After a few seconds, Lori opened her mouth again.

"You all have favorite things, right?"

"Yeah."

"Absolutely."

"We don't just live all by family. We do what we want." Lori said. "That's what keeps us realy happy."

"So... that does with Lincoln?" Lynn asked.

"But we let him to do it. He's free now." said Luna.

"Yes, but he can't recover all by himself. We need to help him. Because he deserves as our family."

Lori's speech continued.

"And since we could make it to be this far. we're the one who can also change this!"

She finished her speech, and slammed the shoe. Everyone applaused silently.

"But how can we do this?" Lucy asked.

"Well, he likes science fiction and space stuffs, right?"

"Right. But how?" Lynn asked.

But Lori's face looked as if she already had a plan.

"...It's nothing more than a surprise."

She said with confident smile. With it, everyone went in a quick talk.

In downstairs, it was too silent to believe that two teenage boys are there.

"Hey Lincoln, are you watching?"

Clyde asked to Lincoln in the middle of reading. Lincoln quickly moved his head to the comics as if nothing happened.

"Yeah... yeah, this is fun. I mean... he's brilliant."

But Clyde was suspicious. The white boy yawned, obviously paying little attention. His eyes were half closed from sleepiness, like he had study last night. Nonetheless, he decided to keep reading. He would worry about Lincoln, but it seemed best to let him be now.

"...And the evil ran away to other dimension."

When Clyde flipped the last page of the comic, Lincoln was asleep. The little white haired boy looked like his little brother for now.

Looking at Lincoln, he just said himself.

"Yeah... You need time, little buddy. Get enough rest."

The other day passed like a sheet of paper. Along with other sisters, Lincoln prepared his Sunday with sleepy eyes. His sisters, however, would chuckle at him as if it was his birthday. Lincoln wondered a little, but not a great deal compared to other things they have done to him.

He rushed into bedroom after breakfast, to get his sweet weekend. But seeing him closing the door, other sisters secretly gathered.

"Right, secret plan, into action." Lori murmured.

"But we have to get Lincoln somewhere else first. How?" asked Luna.

"No worries. We got Clyde." And Lori called her phone.

Not long after, a familiar voice picked up the phone.

"Hey, Lori... Heh... Speaking of that plan..." he stuttered.

"Yeah right, this is literally going to be the best present. If you get him, we'll prepare the most awesome present!"

"I agree, but I'd-"

"So, when are you guys going out?"

"Hey!" shouted Clyde.

"I got... something to ask." He said as he scratched his hair. "Can I... rather join and prepare the party? I know Lincoln very well, so that may be very... helpful."

"If that happens, who will get him out?"

asked Lori. Clyde couldn't answer, as the rest of the sisters remained silent too. They looked each other.

"Gah, no one?"

Lori just thought over and over. But then somebody popped up out of a room.

"Hello sibling units. I just got check-ups to do in Science Fiction, which is Lincoln's favorite."

They took a look at the list.

"No teleport? No anti-gravity portals? This is science fiction, dude. We can't do anything without those."

However, Lisa still started explaining like an old professor.

"Lame. These things are scientifically impossible, proven by quantum machanics. So you shouldn't add th-"

"Oh, Lisa, you go and keep Lincoln outside!" said Lori, quickly blocking Lisa's mouth.

"Yeah, we have no other choice." Luan added sarcastically.

"But, I'd like to participate in this great scientific-" The little genius said, only to be ignored by everyone.

"Problem solved! Plan on action!" Lori shouted, as the rest of the sisters went immediately.

"Ah man." Lisa was the only person sighing, in the middle of everyone cheering.

After some minutes, the white haired boy was at the middle of Gus n' Grubs. Lincoln sipped his coke next to his burger. On the opposite site, there sat Lisa Loud.

He took a bite of the burger awkwardly, and waited for the young girl. She wasn't doing anything besides writing a checklist without saying a word, and rolling her eyes occasionally.

"...So, you called me here for your psychological experiment? What is it?"

asked Lincoln.

"Come on, it's been two hours since you've veen doing nothing. Are you just watching? I've already run out of things to do.

Lisa shrugged, and put down her checklist. As if she was bored of it. She cleared her throat, and finally spoke up.

"Oh... yes. It starts now, and what you did before was just to relieve you. I don't have any side-goals."

"What do you mean side goals?"

"Like distracting... No! Let's just get into it. Number one, do you suffer from insomnia?"

She said like rapping. And the little genius quickly re-checked her list.

"Uh... no. But hey, you should tell about the purpose of this experiment first." answered Lincoln.

"The... purpose? Of course I do." She stuttered. "It's to check if you have any aftermath after that incident. That... you know."

"Oh... okay." He said normally, after one more sip of the coke.

"Speaking of which I'm still sorry about that. I failed to consider the pure effects of preserving childhood, like-"

"No-no. You don't have to be sorry about that." The white haired boy quickly answered. "Just go ahead."

"Okay... Number two: Do you have any bad dreams about it?"

Lincoln freezed for a moment. And with crawling voice, he answered "...yes."

"Alright... Then number three: do you still sometimes feel like you're failing?"

"...yes." He answered again.

"Number four: do you have regrets about not going to academy?"

"...yes." His voice got weakened over and over.

"Number five... do you think you should get out of childhood quickly?"

But then, Lincoln hit the desk loudly.

"Stop it. This is getting obvious." He said, more angrier than she has ever heard of. His eyebrows frowned, toward her.

"Hey Linc, I have to say this is pure purpose of-"

"Zip it. I know. They sent you to deal with my problematic, fragile brain that needs extra-ordinary care." He said sarcastically. As he was saying, his face became more and more reddish.

"I know I'm such an idiot. 'Oh, it's just past, so get over it and recover'? But unfortunately, I'm too weak to do it! So you might wanna trap me in a case, because I can't make it alive by myself!"

His sarcastic speech continued.

"And they'll be waiting for me with a cake. I'm not that dumb." And he finished his enraged speech. Lisa struck dumb, as if her brain couldn't compute it. She just stood there, fearing if he would do any harm.

But Lincoln just sighed deeply, and sat on the couch.

"You know, I would be really grateful if you were actually going to hang out with me.

I really like when you grab that burger with these little hands." said Lincoln. "But still, I expected too much from you..."

The white haired boy sighed once again. His voice calmed all of a sudden, and His eyebrows went down.

"...I'm sorry about what I just said. Guess I made another enemy myself." He sighed. "Stupid Lincoln, when will you live in reality..."

Lisa watched all of this, Lincoln playing all by himself. It was a shame that she could do nothing, as a genius. Mind was too difficult to solve, she thought.

She had no other choice. He outsmarted her. The little girl felt guilty for the first time, not jealous. Lisa looked down, and began to mutter.

"Yes, you're right. I was trying to distract you." She said. "I was thinking wrong. I'm dumber than you. I didn't know what you wanted."

Then she tore her checklists apart.

"Stupid, stupid. The experiment had major flaw, why didn't I know it? Problem fix, direction of the support..."

"Lis,"

"Don't worry, I'll make a perfect thing for..."

"Lisa." Then he gently put his hand on her shoulder, who was breathing roughly.

"Guess I'm still your big brother. You can't do anything without me." He said, calming her down. As the little girl sighed out deeply and started to breath normally, Lincoln started to speak.

"You don't need to support me. I just want you to treat me like everyone else."

"What does it mean 'like everyone else'?" She asked in curiosity. "My apologies. I'm not that good at abstract things since my brain didn't go through puberty-"

"Uh, no need to explain." He replied. "It means... you don't need to think me special. Of course, sometimes I need support. But like everyone else, I just want enough for my problem and dream. Not something like surprise party."

Lincoln explained, more calmly than ever. While Lisa was taking her bites, he continued to speak.

"...Though they'll expecting me in the house with surprise party. Uhh, when are we going?" asked Lincoln. Lisa checked the clock, and said to him.

"Wait another 20 minutes please."

"And by then they'll be ready?"

"No. By then I'll ready." said Lisa, grabbing her small burger and smiling. Hearing this, Lincoln just grinned and sat aside.

one third hour later, the house was again in their sight, and the yard and the dog house too. The house was oddly silent, though Lincoln already knew what they're doing.

"I can't believe they're doing this just for me. It's not even my birthday."

"Think like the theory of relativity delayed your time to your birthday again." Lisa said, right besides him.

"I have to admit, they did great job managing to keep the secret from Leni." said Lincoln, but his face was still disappointed.

"But it's still old surprise party, which happens 12 times in our house annually. I can already imagine. 'Oh Lincoln, thanks for coming to our family' something like that, with a cream cake and a blueberry on top."

"Or is it? Think like you've never experienced it before."

"Okay, okay." He replied soullessly.

When they arrived at the front door, Lisa stepped aside as if she was expecting something. Lincoln sighed, and grabbed the doorknob.

Finally, he opened the door.

"Oh, what a surprise-"

But ahead of him, was something much special than what he expected.

The room was all black, with those yellow and white luminous stars shining across every side. He couldn't distinguish where he was stepping, as everything was black just like space. He felt like he was in a scene of interstellar.

Bust most importantly, down the floor, he could see a sign, saying 'mars' on red surface. Along with half poorly drawn craters, there was sofa transformed into shiny white space base.

His mouth remained open, speechless. As the white haired boy was gasping, someone with white suit apporached to him. Before Lincoln could notice, the girl put glass helmet on his white head.

"You should wear space suits in the space." said the blond haired, tall girl. And she tapped his arm. Lincoln could see who it was.

"Woah... Lori... what are these things?"

"I thought you know more than any of us." said Lynn, also entering with space suit.

And starting from her, all families appeared with white space suits, with glass helmet.

"Of course I do know. This is Mars. I mean... what are these for?" Lincoln asked, tilting his head at this new level of surprise.

"Just consider this rehearsal for your dream, bro." said Luna. "Cause you know, you can't go to Mars twice."

"And we thought this was the real way to cheer you up." said Rita.

"Yeah, we are not that dumb as you think." said Lisa, who just got in also with space suit.

"We were worried if you were fully recovered. So we prepared you with this!" said Leni. "Though, I can't understand."

"You... you think I'm recovered?"

However, Lincoln responded with rather serious tonne. Hearing this, everyone started to be worried again, as the smile went off...

"I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT!" He shouted, cheerfully for the first time. He ran over to them like a child,and hugged his family, though his arm couldn't fit all of them.

"This is the best gift I've ever recieved in my life!" He smiled widely, enough to show his teeth. "You have really paid me off. Thank you, thank you!"

said Lincoln, hopping like he's on trampoline.

"No, we should thank you. If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't know the problem even existed." said Lori. "Because you know, we're weird, and sometimes we don't even know."

"It's okay to be weird! I'm so thankful that you're my family. I love you guys!"

He said, still burying his head in the family.

"We love you too."

And they hugged each other again. After then, he cheerfully shouted.

"So, who's for astronaut?"

"Me!" Lisa shouted first.

"And who want to read my poem about universe?"

"Me!" shouted Lincoln. And they all began to chatter.

The Loud House went childish once again. Some dreams may seem impossible and ridiculous, and the hobbies may be like baby. But sometimes, it's not all about growing up alone. It's about staying together.