User blog:Amelia Lonelyheart/Fanfic: Lynn Loud and the Woodland Fireball

Premise
Lynn Loud is having trouble sleeping one day. After hearing a bright light followed by a mysterious noise, she gets awfully curious and decides to check it out. Of course, dragging Lincoln along for the ride. A semi-lighthearted friendship adventure story between the two, heavily inspired by Alien Abduction stories.

Authors Note (Prelude)
So, I'm not sure about you guys, but after reading darkfic after darkfic, I wanted something more lighthearted. Theirs nothing wrong with darkfics, and I enjoyed most the ones I read, but I instead wanted to write something a bit more cheerful, but not outright fluff. So I propose to you, an adventure friendship story with science fiction themes. Hope you dudes and dudettes enjoy.

Chapter 1: CRASH! BANG! EXPLOSION!
It was a quiet night, a very, very quiet night. Growing up in a house as chaotic, energetic and busy as the Loud residence, Lynn became accustomed to the "never quiet, even for a moment" atmosphere of the place, so to be awake in the darkest; and most quiet; hours of night was simply dreadfully boring. She simply laid awake in her bed, looking at the ceiling. Her hands grew tired of throwing balls against the wall, and her attempts at waking up Lucy so she could talk to someone failed more times then Lynn could count, and that is not hyperbole.

Lynn was so bored, she even tried striking up a conversation with Edwin, only to quickly realize the bust had no personality. Honestly, Lynn had no idea what Lucy saw in the millennium old creep. Okay, maybe creep is a bit strong, but you get the picture. Lynn looked around her surroundings, looking for something to past the time.

Bug Lucy? Can't. Lynn had to be paired with arguably the most quiet and stoic Loud, only really rivaled by Lisa. Even if Lynn managed to wake up the vampire wannabe, she wouldn't really want to do anything.

Play ball? Lynn never thought she'd say this in a million years, but she was kind of burnt out on balls. Well, Lynn slowly started to realize the problem. She wasn't so much bored, she craved companionship. Living in the Loud residence means she was always around others. For better or worse, she always had company. With that being taken away, she felt more lonely then she ever really felt before.

She could wake one of her sisters, but they'd probably be very cranky and angry. Lynn was strong, but their is nothing more scary then an angry Loud. That was for darn sure. Her thought process quickly changed, changed for the better, at least in her mind. Sure, her sisters may be a no-go, but her brother would, whether he wants to or not. She cracked a smile and got out of bed, not even attempting to be quiet or remotely "stealthy".

However, as she made her way towards the door, she began to hear an odd sound. It sounded metalic and it rung. It sounded kind of like a car breaking down, only lighter and more "sophisticated" and it repeated a soft "mur" noise. The sound was jarring on it's own, but the weirdest aspect of the sound was that..it was coming from the sky?

"What the heck is that?" the sports loving girl blurted out, not making an attempt at an "inside voice", as no one in the Loud residence tended to do.

The tomboy quickly ran to her window, to see if she could get a glimpse of whatever was causing the sound. It sounded to metal to be a plane, to soft to be a helicopter and to skyborn to be a car. She jotted her eyes every which, trying to get some heads or tails of what just happened. After a few seconds that felt like hours, she heard what appeared to be an explosion sound, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw what looked like a giant fireball.

"What the heck just happened!?" Lynn nearly screamed, not out of fear but out of excitement. She knew she was going to spend this night. She quickly made haste towards the door and towards Lincoln's room. She knew her brother was a lover of all things sci-fi. He and his dorky friends loved watching cheesy science-fiction movies. He even collected dolls for giant robots and proudly placed them in his room. He would love this, and he would love her for bringing him along. Right?

Meanwhile, in the closet of a room, the sole brother in the Loud litter wasn't exactly having the best of night. The poor kid was having a nightmare.

His eyes were practically pried open by horrifically sharp "claws" from some unearthly device as Lincoln found himself strapped to a metallic table in a stainless metal room. He could barely make the room he was in out, but it looked...off. Like it wasn't made by humans, but made to resemble things made by humans. He couldn't quite put a finger on it, but the geometry of his surroundings just wasn't right. The room looked like some sort of medical office, with weird vials and large machines that did God only knows what. He tried to struggle, but it was no use, he couldn't move an inch. He tried to scream for help, but to his horror, he was mute. Suddenly, he heard a door swing open. The hinges let out a horrible, screeching metallic noise as a tall, vaguely humanoid being inched closer to the horrified boy. The being was draped from "head" to "foot" in a clean, crimson robe, with its eyes of pure malice, glowing a sickly green. After what felt like hours, the alien entity looked over Lincoln, it's sickly eyes gazing directly into the boys soul and muttered these words: "Sup, bro".

"Huh?" The boy replied, feeling a light tap on his cheek. The dream faded away and the white haired kid finally awoke from his slumber. Getting up, he rubbed his eyes

"Just a dream" he muttered under his breath after letting out a short and quiet sigh. Tired, Lincoln tried climbing back in bed, only to be caught by the silhouette of "someone" inside his room.

"AH, STRANG-" the frightened boy nearly screamed before his mouth was shushed by the hand of the silhouette.

"Cut it, dude. You want to wake the entire neighborhood?" the silhouetted figure asked, obviously a bit annoyed.

"Lynn" Lincoln replied, his fear quickly shifting into annoyance and deadpan snark, "What? Did Lucy kick you out, again?"

"What? No" Lynn shot back, starting to get ticked off at her brother "Look, dude. I saw something...something weird" she whispered, shutting the door of his room.

"Weird?" Lincoln asked curiously.

"Yeah...Just a few minutes of ago, I heard somethin' in the sky. It wasn't a plane, or helicopter, it sounded like one of them...uh...ufos from your movies"

"You mean U.F.O.?" Lincoln replied, his curiosity starting to peak. Lynn could be inconsiderate, violent, overly assertive, but not a liar.

"Yeah, whatever" she replied, still a bit ticked off "Anyway, I saw it with my own eyes. It crashed in the woods, I even saw it explode" Lynn contiuned, obviously getting a bit

"Wait, really?" Lincoln replied, genuinely intrigued.

"Yeah! And we're gonna go check it out!" The tomboy proclaimed, now enthusiastic as can be. "As much as I would love to make first contact, it is a school night, Lincoln replied, kicking himself mentally for saying that. He was giving up a potential profound moment between communication between two worlds for one bad day of school.

Lynn's expression went from excited to glum. It's not that she wanted to see what crashed, it's that she wanted to see what crashed with Lincoln.

His face now painted with embarrassment, he started to scratch his head. Even in the bad lighting he could see the sheer disappointment in her eyes. His sister turned around and walked off. Lincoln was really kicking himself now. Not only did he miss out on first contact, but now he made his sister sad. That was the point where he knew something had to be done.

"Hey, uh, Lynn", Lincoln called out. He shouted not loud enough to wake the others, but didn't want it to be quiet enough to just so Lynn could hear him.

"Yeah?"

"Just give me some time to get dressed and I'll be ready" he called back, now with a smile on his face and an awkward, forced happy expression.

The sports loving sister didn't seem to notice the faux expression painted across her brothers face, she was just plain happy. She dashed towards her brother and gave him a big hug

STUFF
It seemed like as soon as the boy got comfortable in his bed, he was startled by another loud noise. His door swung open, the face of his direct older sister peered in with a cheeky smile.

But all those thoughts quickly subsided.

Sweat running down his head, Lincoln was in this oh so familiar hallway, his sisters various bedrooms littered the walls. Only now, they were chained up. His sisters were no where to be found, to make matters worse, the sound of a crackling fire echoed throughout the house, seeming to lack a source. Tried as he might, the boy could not pry any of the doors open. He desperately tried to break down Lilly and Lisa's door, but the door felt like iron; unmoving. He began to make haste towards the stairs, to check the the entire house. As he ran down the stairs, the sound of crackling fire yielded, and was replaced by a mechanic "mur" noise. The stark change in sound caused the boy to become distracted. In his distracted sprint, he slipped and plummeted down the stairs, his last look upon the floor below was a distinctly metallic slab.

He woke up which a quiet yelp and then a sigh.

"Just a dream" he muttered to himself and curled up back in bed, now cuddling Bun Bun harder then ever. The past few weeks have been remarkably stressful for the poor boy. Coppled with family drama, progressively dropping grades and the trials and tribulations of love.