Hey guys, this is just a random idea I had. NSL, and no it doesn't relate to death or running away (I already have a fic for that). If you enjoy it, I'll continue. Quick shout to BlueprintMan, who read and suggested the title. You're awsome man. Without anything else to say

Leeeeeeeeeeeeet's go.

"Alright, let's do this again," Lincoln thought to himself, as he placed the squirrel head on.

One thing Lincoln had to do after being obliged to wear the suit, was to become the newest mascot of the Squirrels team. The old mascot taught him one thing or two about cheering up the people, and Lincoln actually appreciated. At the very least, there was no one really aiming at him, since most people were actually watching the game.

That day was the final of the softball championship. And once again, Lynn was the one with the bat. Lincoln did his job, to run near their team's bleacher's, keep signing to the audience, and shaking the head of little kids (and often get a half eaten snack thrown at him in the process). After he did that, he took a spot by the side of the seats, and took off his head for a second, to catch some air. That thing was really hot inside.

He placed the head back on. Suddenly, he felt something on his body. Probably a bee or a mosquito entered his suit. He began running and jumping, trying to get that thing out of his costume. He could hear claps, probably Lynn had scored another home run, but he couldn't tell, he was to busy. After loads of failed attempts to get rid of the insect, he ran inside the school, so he could remove the inconvenience.

He saw the little animal fly away, though he couldn't really say what exactly it was. He realised people had gone silent, before beginning to clap again, but this time with much less strength and willing to do so. After coming back from the school, he saw Lynn along side with its teammates. He saw a fotografer getting closer, and Lincoln ran towards the rest of the team. As the mascot, he was technically part of the team. He got just in time for the picture. The fixed smile in the costume hidden Lincoln's expression. He wasn't exactly sad, but rather tired.

After that, all of the teammates shake hands, celebrating the victory. Lincoln usually was never congratulated. Not that Lincoln believed he was absolutely important in the middle of a game, but a thanks would be nice.

Then, a man, wearing a black suit and a tie, came across the team, alongside the girls coach.

"Girls," he said, "This is Mr. Grebinski, he goes around the country searching for new talents in sports,"

"Thanks," Mr. Grebinski said. "Like most games, it was pretty average. But in the end, there was something that actually surprised me. The talent, the skill, the one that made the crowd go crazy, me included, in the end of the game, is something I can't let it pass,"

Lincoln turned towards Lynn, just as her teammates. It wasn't a surprise that she would be chosen to go to a next level when it comes to sports. Yes, she is debatably the reason why he is in that suit in the first place, and Lincoln was still a little pissed about that, but even he can't negate her abilities.

All of the girls made a semi circle around Lynn, as she posed with pride as Mr Grebinski went towards her and… simply went around her, and approached Lincoln.

"You, little… are you a boy or a girl? Anyways, what is your name?" Mr Grebinski asked. Lincoln removed his squirrel head, revealing his short white, and a bit sweaty hair.

"My name is Lincoln. Lincoln Loud," he said

"Well, Mr. Loud. For a boy at the age of thirteen…" Mr Grebinski

"Actually, I'm eleven," Lincoln said

Mr Grebinski eyes seem to grow a little bit. "Really? Well, that's even better. There are loads of good talents as a player, but people often forget how important mascot is for cheering. And your performance was perfect. I guess the crowd showed you that,"

"Performance? Perfection? Wait, when the bee was inside the suit, and I began jumping, people thought it was planned?" Lincoln thought

"Anyways, I wanted to invite you, Lincoln Loud, to work as the mascot of one of the biggest softball teams in all of MIchigan. What do you think?" Mr Grebinski said

Lincoln had to agree that was the most stupidest offer ever. He looked at his 'teammates', all of them were shocked, even Lynn seemed surprised, giving everyone thought she was the new talent. But he had to agree, using a suit for a job was much better than a personal obligation.

"We have a deal," Lincoln said