Author's Note: More chaos and turmoil surrounding the Loud House universe. Enjoy.

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Chapter 1: Lola's Prayers

It was late night at the Loud Residence when Lynn Sr. decided he was too tired to continue watching TV. Game of Thrones always kept his eyes glued to the screen, but he couldn't sacrifice a good night's rest.

His eleven children and wife were already in bed. His source of income was a key component to the base which held their family above water. He worked tirelessly everyday just to scrape by. Only if he could have one day off from work, just one day away from this brutal world.

His mind ached as he imagined how everyone would act if he was to stay home the next day.

Lori "Dad, you're literally driving us to school, right? Right?!"

Lincoln "Daddy, can I borrow ten dollars for a field trip?"

Lynn Jr "Dad, there's a sports game tonight. Cable bill needs to be paid."

Leni "OH MY GOD, Netflix isn't paid?!"

Lisa "How about you just print more money instead of tax forms? That's how I obtain my all science equipment."

Luan "If I had a dollar for every time I made someone laugh, I'd be rich!...Dad, I need twenty dollars, I'm broke."

Rita "Honey, I promise I'll pay the electric tomorrow, but the kids need dinner. Probably around three hundred dollars you'll need for the market. Good luck!"

Lynn Sr. was ready to invest his pennies in a good gun. One bullet is all he would need.

He solemnly dragged his feet upstairs to check in on his kids when he noticed one of their bedroom doors were open. Raising a brow in question, he entered Lana and Lola's room.

"You guys asleep?" He called out. He found himself listening to one of the girls saying their prayers before bedtime.

"God bless mommy and god bless daddy. God bless Aunt Ruth and god bless...Pop-Pop."

"Lola, I never heard you say that before?"

"Well, yeah, I do. I'm a brat at times, but it doesn't mean I don't love you."

Lynn Sr. gave his daughter a tight hug. Lana was asleep in the neighboring hug.

"How about you siblings? I know you love them."

"Yeah...we'll see."

"Night kid."

"Night daddy."

The next morning when Rita was packing school lunches, she heard her phone vibrate on the kitchen counter. With Lily in her arms and others asking questions, someone just had to add to her stress and call her."

"Luna, Lori, you both can sit in the front seats, just shut up. I'm answering the phone."

"But mom, Luna's music is literally deafening."

"It's not my fault you dislike my taste in music dude."

"Not another word out of you two." Rita demanded before answering the call.

"Hello, am I speaking to a Rita Lowe?" The caller asked.

"It's pronounced Loud, and yes."

"I'm Doctor Lawrence from Royal Woods Medical, I'm sorry to inform you I have some bad news concerning your father."

"My father? He's not in the hospital, h-he never told me he was." Rita spoke with a nervous stutter.

Seconds later, Rita's phone hit the ground. The screen of the device failed to break, but the same couldn't be said for her heart. Lynn Sr. was adjusting his shirt collar while walking down the stairs when he noticed this.

"Hon, everything okay? I just remembered we have to pay the phone bill and-"

"Forget the phone bill." Rita said before placing a hand over her mouth. Her eyes instantly reddened.

"Rita?"

"Albert is dead, and he wasn't even in the hospital just two days ago!" She exclaimed before the waterworks began. She almost fell to her knees when Lynn Sr. grabbed her in shock. She was nearly inconsolable as the kids slowly entered Vanzilla with sad looks of confusion and worry.

"Are we gonna lose the house? That would definitely make me cry." One of the kids thought.

Everyone soon found out and the rest of the day went by without much incident. However, Lynn Sr. couldn't get Lola's prayer off his mind.

About a month later, Lynn Sr. was getting ready for bed when he found Lola starring at a picture of her grandfather. She laid sat in her bed with a strong look of comfort, but small hints of sadness were apparent in her face.

"I miss him. He used to visit every week." Lola said as her dad sat beside her.

"Me too, we all do. But I assure you he's in a much better place now."

Lola looked at him with puppy dog eyes.

"Y-You sure?" She sniffed.

"Absolutely. From what I heard, that Sunset Canyon retirement home sucked big time."

Lynn Sr. received laughter from his daughter. Her giggles brightened his mood.

"You ready for bed? Your beauty pageant is tomorrow, a girl needs her rest." He said with a smile.

"Yes, but I need to do one more thing."

After placing the picture on a nightstand, she held her arms out.

"Hold my hands." She said before closing her eyes.

"Sure." He said before doing so. Afterwards, her voice echoed throughout the room."

"God bless mommy, god bless daddy and god bless everyone." She said before they both opened their eyes.

"And Aunt Ruth. Goodbye Aunt Ruth." She finished.

"What did you say?" He starred at her in suspicion. She remained silent. He spoke again.

"Why did you say that?"

"I don't know. I say a lot of things. Come to think of it, I might've hurt Luan's feelings the other day when I said her jokes are worse than her teeth. I say a lot of things."

Lynn Sr. sat in silence for a moment.

"That's okay. After all, you're only six." His voice resounded.

The very next day, a quick visit somewhere was going to turn the Loud Family upside down. Because Lola was out of the house with Rita, Lynn Sr. was losing his mind with the other ten juveniles.

"Okay, that's it!" Lynn Sr. yelled after hearing Lynn Jr. crash a motorbike through the living room wall. The house was an absolute mess without the presence of Rita.

"Lori, you're watching your siblings for the next few hours." He said sternly after heading upstairs.

"Dad, literally?!" She complained while gossiping on the phone with a friend.

"Yes, but Lana, Lisa, Luna and Leni are coming with me to Aunt Ruth's place. That good enough for you?"

"My life is literally a nightmare!" This was Lori's way of saying 'yes' to her dad's ridiculous favor before slamming her bedroom door shut.

"Love you." He shouted.

A while later, an old green and white van pulled up to the front of a house across town.

"Alright girls, we're here."

He received an orchestra of groans and complaints - which was conducted by Luna. After they all slowly exited the car in defeat, Lynn Sr. and the girls reached the front steps.

"Open up Ruth, it's your brother Lynn." He said, oddly receiving no answer.

The girls began to grow impatient after Lynn Sr. took his fourth attempt in contacting her via cellphone.

"Dad, maybe grandma is um, like, not home."

"We're visiting our aunt, not our grandmother Leni." Luna reminded her.

"Ohh...oh yeah, I forgot."

Lynn Sr. shoved his phone in his pocket before making his way down the stairs.

"Let's just go. She isn't home."

"Wait dad, check this out." Lana called out to him.

"Shush dudette, we don't want to stay here, remember?" Luna whispered.

"What is it Lana?" Lynn Sr. said with a yawn upon walking to the car.

"Aunt Ruth is right there, she's asleep in that recliner."

This stopped Lynn Sr. dead in his tracks. He quickly ran up the steps and to the window.

"That's why she won't answer her phone." He said before he checked the time. It was too soon to return home.

"Ruth, it's us. Wake up."

He knocked on the door while Lana tried to open the window before they noticed something eerie. Lana was able to open the window and enter the apartment, but all the cats in the house were whimpering, as if they were sad about something.

"Oh hey, what's wrong little one? Ruth won't feed you?" Lana joked while cuddling a cat in her arms.

Lynn Sr. took a look around after climbing inside to open the front door. After everyone made their way in, instantly covering their noses due to the thick, unpleasant stench, the father of eleven tapped the woman.

"Ruth, wake up, you sleep all day c'mon."

Little did Lynn Sr. know, it was moments earlier that Aunt Ruth breathed her last earthly breath.

"She's too still." Lisa stated before searching for a pulse.

"Cut it out Lisa, you don't want to touch her, I don't think she even bathes."

"I know father, her smell can tell you that."

Lisa was about to dive into a quick science lesson before her hand froze.

"Lisa, move your hand from her chest."

"Father, I don't feel a heart beat."

"What?"

Caught completely off guard, Lynn Sr. felt her neck for a pulse.

"No, this can't be. Oh no no no no no no no..."

"What is it dad?" Leni asked like a dimwit, receiving a smack on the back of the head from Luna.

"Oww!" Leni screeched.

"Can't you see he's busy...dad, what are you doing?"

Realizing Leni's yell didn't wake Ruth, Luna and Lana grew nervous.

"Wow, she is a deep sleeper." Lana stated before hearing her father crying.

"Dad?" Everyone said in unison.

"Why did you leave me like this, why?!"

Lynn Sr. sobbed into the shoulder of his sister before the girls realized what happened. They remained frozen as statues before tears inevitably filled their eyes. They embraced each other for a well needed hug.

Moments later, five paramedics were called to the scene.

"Okay, wait for my signal.." A female paramedic said to her team.

"Lift with your back." Another grunted.

"Okay...and lift!"

It took all five of them to carry the heavy woman to a gurney before they could move her to the vehicle. After successfully doing what was a herculean task, they gave their condolences to the Loud family.

"Doctors will inform you of the cause of death, but I'm pretty sure it was because of an unhealthy diet." The female paramedic said, now removing sweat from her forehead. "But I don't have to tell you that, it was ever so obvious with her weight-"

"Shut the hell up or you'll need an ambulance." Lynn Sr. said through gritted teeth.

"Sure thing, would you like to ride with us?" The paramedic spoke in an extremely kind tone, scared fists would fly.

"We have a car." Lynn Sr. stated in a deep voice, his angry bloodshot eyes making the woman nervous as ever.

"Okay then...I'm sorry."

She ran inside the emergency vehicle before closing the doors and speeding off. The five Louds were now left alone in front of the now vacant home.

"What do we do now?" Leni asked, still recovering from a good cry. Lynn Sr. checked the time.

"We return home babe." His voice cracked. "We go home."

"Dad, but Aunt Ruth is-"

"Just get in the car! Sweetie I don't mean to yell, but please..."

He was the last to enter the van before closing the door. He noticed Lana holding two cats in her arms, but he didn't care. It was Lana's way of coping with her pain. He thought about how Rita and Lola were probably already home. Sure enough, his phone had multiple missed calls. It was then he remembered something, his eyes instantly widening.

This was more than a coincidence. The unfortunate events following Lola's prayers had to be linked. Those wishes of good luck seemed to have an adverse affect. Either way, he didn't know what to do. He didn't wish to disturb Rita with the terrible news as she was still recovering from the loss of her father.

However, informing the rest of the kids was what he dreaded most. Just like any other dad, he hated to see his kids cry. It hurt him to the core.

Months go by and life at the Loud Residence is beginning to go back to normal. Though they had an extra large family, it seemed like they were getting smaller too quickly. Lincoln was distraught by the loss of pop-pop, but losing his aunt right afterwards had him depressed in his room for weeks. His sisters also had their ways of coping with their recent loses. Church was a frequently visited place the past few weekends.

But life was beginning to return to the ordinary. Rita had a decent work day, Lincoln had some good laughs with his school friends and his sisters did the same. Once friends began to visit, both parents knew life was finally returning to normal: Chaotic and wild.

Just like a real dad, Lynn Sr. found himself asleep on the living room couch before Rita woke him.

"The kids, they're all in bed?" He asked while stretching.

"Yeah, and as should you. We both work tomorrow."

"Right, yeah yeah I'm coming."

Rita planted a soft kiss on his forehead before going back to bed.

"Just gotta check on the kids, all eleven of them." He groaned.

After watching Lucy stare at the ceiling and Lynn Jr. name every Soccer player in existence in her sleep, he quietly closed the door to check one last room. Right when he reached said room, he felt the hair on the back of his neck stand. It was months since the last time Lola rehearsed her bedtime prayers.

And she was doing it again tonight.

He entered the room, not realizing how nervous he looked.

"Lola, why are you still awake? I see Lana sound asleep."

"Yeah, and so are her stinky animals." She held her nose before looking up at her father. "Daddy, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're eyes are big, and you're shaking. It's 90 degrees outside, I would die in here without the air conditioning unit."

Die. That simple word made Lynn Sr. even more nervous.

"Oh, ohh nothing sweetie." He produced a stressed laugh before rubbing Lola's head.

"I'll start going to sleep sooner, a princess always keeps her promise."

"That's good to hear."

He began covering the 6-year old with a light sheet when she decided to sit up.

"God bless mommy..."

She slowly turned to look up at her father one last time. She starred him straight in the eyes.

"..and goodbye daddy."

His heart was racing like formula one cars: At a dangerous fast speed. His forehead released a river of sweat as he could barely stand still.

"Lola, where are you getting this from?"

"The prayers help me sleep."

"Are you positive?" He said before receiving a nod.

Needless to say, the fear-struck man speed walked to his room. He didn't sleep one minute that night.

The next morning, he left the house early to go to work. His boss, Chef Sergei greeted him, but Lynn didn't say much.

"We got two people at table four are asking for bacon burgers, they're a riot! Grab an apron, today is going to be a busy day."

"Not today sir." Lynn Sr. responded without making eye contact. His boss starred at him.

"Lynn, everything alright? We can talk about it."

"I'm afraid it would be too much of a risk, I apologize Sergei."

Without a word, Lynn Sr. locked himself in a small office, located at the back of the restaurant kitchen. After receiving a few calls from Rita and the kids, he turned off his phone and tried to keep his distance from any human contact. Knowing his boss would give him some time to work out his problems with himself, Lynn Sr. sat alone, awaiting the inevitable.

With his eyes bloodshot with anxiety and worry, he watched the minutes and hours go by. When closing hours came round, Chef Sergei knocked on the office door.

"Listen, I don't know what's wrong with you Lynn, but the keys to close up the restaurant are in the office with you. Make sure everything is locked." The boss said after numerous attempts of encouraging Lynn to open the door. Lynn Sr. had become a hypochondriac, believing this day would be his last.

There was no way around it. The first two deaths were far too eerie to dismiss. He answered "Okay" to his boss. Minutes later, he was left alone in the restaurant.

By the time midnight arrived, he was soaked in sweat and his heart rate was alarmingly fast. With a whoop and a yell of relief, he realized he cheated death. His tactic of seclusion worked. By 1 am, he arrived home, still shocked and thankful Lola's prayer didn't have an impact on him.

His nerves still a complete mess, he stepped inside the house. His eyes met a distraught woman. She was worried and she was angry.

"When you tried to get here from work, were the trains running late again?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Lies! You don't take the train, you drive you big dummy!"

"Right. I had a long day is all."'

"Well, I don't know if you got a second job I don't know about or a side woman." Rita said without thinking. "Where have you been?!"

"Dang it Rita, stop shouting. I've had a dreadful day, alright? But since you need an answer, I went to work today." He said before dragging his feet to his room.

"You had a dreadful day?" Rita said while shaking her head in disbelief. "No mister, I had a dreadful day."

"Oh really? How so?" He turned to face her, now feeling delirious and weak.

"First, the mailman that comes everyday dropped dead on the front steps..."

Lynn Sr. starred at her for a good minute before her words hit him like a 102 mph fastball to the balls. Lola's prayer did kill someone, but not him.

Author's Note: Yep, Rita has a ton of explaining to do. Let me know what you think.