(A/N: hello, everyone! I'm back with another Loyd House fic, and yes- I'm doing a different ship this time, so apologies for my Jordacoln fans. Now, I know I said my next TLH fic would be whichever won the vote (which was Lincoln Gets Limber), but as soon as I saw the Thanksgiving episode, this idea came to my head, and I think it works better if I start now, with Christmas coming up. At the moment, my plan is to get this done over nine chapters (though it could go over), releasing chapters every three days (so that one chapter is released on Christmas Day). Once this is done, I'll finish my overdue (extremely, for some) requests, and then that will be my next big one.

With that said, thank you for reading and enjoy!)

In the small Michigan town of Royal Woods, it was Christmas Eve, and snow was gently falling down onto the streets below. Children were excited for what was to come the next day, while parents were both amused by their childrens' enthusiasm and tired from the flurry of preparations that they would be making, but everyone was feeling the holiday spirit, regardless of who they were.

In one particular house, dubbed 'the Loud House' by many for the residents' surname and nature, everyone was busy grabbing presents from under the tree and carrying them outside, all wearing their typical winter attire. In one of the rooms, the family's eleven-year-old sole son, Lincoln Loud, was finishing wrapping one last present, adding a silver ribbon to the gold-papered package and tying it in a bow.

"And… done!" He said proudly, before grabbing it and the other presents from his desk. As he prepared to leave, he looked at the viewers. "Oh, hey, guys! Happy holidays! Now, I know it's not surprising to hear how Loud my family is, especially given it's nearly Christmas, but this year, we're all especially excited. You see, after Thanksgiving, the Casagrande family and our family decided that we should spend Christmas together as well. Since we hosted Thanksgiving for them, they'll be hosting Christmas for us, and not only that but we're all going to be spending a couple of days there. Also, because there's so many people in their family, we made the agreement that we would each buy one present for three members of the opposite family. For instance, I bought gifts for CJ, Bobby and Ronnie Anne, while Lori bought gifts for each of the Santiago's." He opened the door and stepped onto the landing. "It's gonna be weird spending Christmas away from home, but it'll be cool to see Ronnie Anne and her family again. But, let me tell you- some of my family were NOT happy when we found out that we'd be opening the rest of our presents when we get back." He chuckled to himself. "I honestly thought Lola was going to turn into something like Godzilla when our parents told her."

"Lincoln!" He heard his father call. "We'll be leaving in five minutes! Do you have everything ready?"

"Yeah, dad!" He called back as he approached the stairs. Carefully, he began walking down the stairs, keeping an eye out for any loose sports equipment, tools or science equipment, as well as making sure Geo wasn't on the stairs again, but fortunately, Lincoln made it to the bottom without dropping his presents. After breathing a sigh of relief, he walked over to a brown van, the side painted with a picture of a wolf howling next to a mountain. Stood next to the open back doors was a burly man, wearing a purple checkered cap, gold nose ring, black leather jacket with white t-shirt, blue jeans held by a black belt with a gold buckle, and black boots. "Hey, Chunk."

"Hello, Lincoln," Chunk replied in his thick British accent, tipping his cap to the white-haired boy, "and merry Christmas to you, lad."

"You too, Chunk." He walked around to place the presents in his hands into the truck, then paused before keeping a hold of the present he had just finished wrapping with a bow. "Actually, I think I'll hold onto this one."

Chunk laughed loudly. "No worries, Link. It's looking pretty full in there, anyway."

Lynn Sr, wearing a blue coat over and woollen hat over his usual attire, walked up to the Brit. "Thanks again, Chunk, old chap!" He spoke using his fake British accent.

"No worries, Mr L. It's like I told Luna, I've got a gig up there, it's the least I could do."

"And we appreciate it. We know the way, so just stick close to us, alright?"

"Will do."

Lynn turned to his son. "Come on, Lincoln." Lincoln nodded before following his dad to Vanzilla. Since the vehicle was already full otherwise, he took the last available seat next to Lori, who was eagerly chatting away with Bobby on her mobile phone. While he didn't like that he had gotten the slanty seat, he wasn't too bothered by it. He fastened his seatbelt while his father got in the driver's seat and did the same. "Everyone fastened in?" Looking in the mirror, he saw all eleven kids nod in response, except for Lori who was distracted by her phone call. "Alright, let's go."

After turning the engine on, Lynn began to drive, with Chunk following closely behind. Throughout the drive, Lincoln sat there peacefully, staring out the window, zoning out his sisters' usual chaos, from Luna's singing and Luan's jokes to the twins' fighting and his parents' awful music tastes. It wasn't until Lori noticed his fingers drumming against the gold and silver parcel in his hands that his focus was broken.

"So, Lincoln," she spoke, having hung up with Bobby a minute before, "how come you wanted to bring that present into the van?"

"Huh?" After taking a second to realise what she said, he looked down at the gift and shrugged. "I dunno."

She knew he was lying, the smirk on her face telling him this. "Well, it must be pretty important if you kept a hold of it." She leaned in a little. "Is it for Ronnie Anne?"

As was the case for anything involving Lincoln and a girl, this caused all of his sisters to gain an immediate interest and stop whatever they were doing- even Leni, who was usually dazed by rides in Vanzilla, brought herself to full attention. This sudden amount of attention, naturally, caused Lincoln to feel uncomfortable. "Y-yeah, it is."

"Aww!" The ten girls all went at once, causing their brother to blush.

"That's, like, TOTES sweet of you, Lincoln!" Leni praised.

"I'm sure your girlfriend is gonna love it!" Lori assured.

Lincoln groaned with a frown. "How many times? She's NOT my girlfriend! We're just friends, that's it!"

"I dunno, bro," Luna teased in a sing-song voice, "looks like you might be giving the gift of love as well."

"Plus, no boy would put a bow on a gift unless it was for the girl he liked," Lola argued.

"Yeah, Lincoln, is she your 'bow'?" Luan joked, followed by her signature laugh. "Get it?"

A chorus of groans replied, as per usual. "A silver bow on a golden box, perhaps the key to her heart's locks," Lucy spoke, her poetic rhythm contrasting with her monotonous voice.

"Guys, I'm telling you, we're just friends, and that is that."

"Your necessity in repudiation suggests otherwise, and that you do indeed harbour ardour for the female latin homosapien," Lisa suggested, though her verbose choice of words caused everyone to look at her blankly. She sighed, then rephrased it to be more simple. "He's denying that he loves Ronnie Anne."

"Because I DON'T!" He pinched at the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Why is it so hard for you guys to accept that a boy and a girl can be friends and nothing else?"

"It's because it's you and Ronnie Anne, not some random kids." Lori put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't you remember how upset you were after she finally agreed to move in with the Casagrande's?"

He frowned. "Well, yeah, but that doesn't mean I love her. I just… missed her, you know?"

Lori smiled. "I know you did." She leaned over to give him a hug. "And you know we're just teasing you, right? Still, I'm sure she's going to love what you've got her."

He finally allowed himself a small smile. "Thanks, Lori."

"So, what did you get her?"

Lincoln scoffed. "Not a chance. I tell you guys, one of you is bound to let it slip," he explained, causing laughter throughout the car.

After a three-hour long journey, Vanzilla finally pulled up near the Bodega, the city streets also glistening with snow. People were out and about as per usual. After turning off the engine, Lynn turned to the kids. "Alright, we're here," he told his children. "Now, since Chunk needs to head to his show, we're going to take the presents up first, then come back for our luggage. I shouldn't have to remind you how to behave while staying with the Casagrande's, so let's all be on our best behaviour, okay?"

"OKAY!" They all responded, before getting out of the van. They approached Chunk's van, the burly man opening the back door so they could get to the presents inside. One by one, they stepped up to collect their own presents.

"Here you go, Luna," Chunk said to the rocker Loud, handing her a small gift wrapped in red paper. "A little something from me to you."

"Aww, Chunk," she cooed, smiling as she accepted it, "you didn't have to do that."

"Yeah, I know, but one of my gigs paid a little extra, so I got you something for being a friend."

"Well, thanks, dude." She reached into the van and pulled out a similar sized gift wrapped in purple paper. "This one's for you."

His eyes widened as he accepted it, reading the tag that said "to Chunk, from Luna", then looking back at he girl. "Blimey! Is this for real?"

"As real as it gets."

He chuckled, smiling happily. "You're too kind, Luna. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas."

After grabbing her gifts out of the van, she stepped to one side so Lincoln could grab his. He placed the present he held in the car on top of the other two, then lifted all three up. "Hey, Lincoln," he heard Chunk say to him, so he turned to face the Brit. "I hope the girl likes the gift you got for her."

Lincoln blushed. "H-how did you know it was for a girl?"

He smirked. "Just call it a hunch."

He winked, causing Lincoln to blush more. "Th-thanks…"

After everyone else had got their presents out of the van, Chunk closed the back doors and got in the driver seat. Leaning out through the open window, he smiled to the Loud family. "Merry Christmas, everyone!"

"Merry Christmas!" They all called out, waving as they saw the roadie drive away to his next destination.

"Alright, everyone, let's get inside before we start freezing!" Rita called out, leading her family towards the door.

Inside the Casagrande's apartment, everyone was getting things ready for the arrival of the Louds. Rosa was preparing food, CJ, Bobby, Carlino, Carlota, Maria And Hector were helping to decorate, Frida was taking photos, Carlos was reading off facts about the holidays, whilst Carlitos was playing with Lalo and Sergio was flying overhead. Their activities came to a sudden stop when they heard the doorbell ring.

"They're here!" Rosa called out, prompting everyone to gather in the hallway. Hector walked over to the radio and turned it on, tuning it so that it played some Christmas music. She brushed down her apron before opening the door, a big smile on her face. "Hello!"

Everyone began speaking over each other, greeting the respective family members as Rosa invited the Louds inside, shutting the door once they were all inside. "And hey! Happy Holidays, everyone!" Lynn spoke up.

"HAPPY HOLIDAYS!" They all called out.

"How was the trip here?" Hector asked.

"It was okay. Thanks again for having us."

"Nonsense," Rosa refuted. "You allowed us to join you for Thanksgiving, it is only fair that we return the favour."

"Hey, babe!" Bobby called out, pushing through the crowd so he could hug his girlfriend.

"Oh, Boo Boo Bear!" She cooed, handing her presents to Leni so she could hug her boyfriend. "It's so good to hold you right now."

"Same here, babe."

"So, where should we put the gifts?" Rita asked.

"We were just in the middle of decorating the tree," Frida explained, "but feel free to place them next to it."

"Can we help?" Lola and Lana both asked at the same time.

Frida chuckled. "Of course you can."

Everyone began chatting amongst each other as they made their way into the living room, the Louds making their way one by one to approach the tree and put down the presents down by the tree. As he did so, Lincoln looked around and noticed someone was missing.

"Hey, uh, where's Ronnie Anne?" He asked.

While his sisters all looked at each other with knowing looks, Carlota approached the white-haired boy. "She's in her room still," she told him, "I tried to get her to come out before you guys got here, but she chose to stay in. Maybe you can get her to come out."

There was something about her tone that he couldn't quite place- it was familiar, but he didn't fully recognise it. "Okay." He walked away, oblivious to the wink that Carlota shot to Lori. Since Ronnie Anne has shown him what her room was like when she first moved in, he had no trouble finding it, approaching the former closet and knocking on the door. "Ronnie Anne? It's me."

"Lincoln?!" She responded. She muttered something to herself, something he didn't hear, before adding, "Hey. Uh, happy holidays, I guess."

"Happy holidays. Uh, are you planning on coming out? Everyone's here, I'm sure Lori wouldn't mind seeing you. Plus, I've kind of been looking forward to seeing you again."

Had the door not been shut, he might have seen her blush. "… Dang it." She sighed heavily, ore unlocking the door. "Alright, but… don't laugh, okay?"

Lincoln looked confused as the door slowly opened. "Why would I… laugh…"