A/N: My first Loud House M-rated story, hope you enjoy

It was thirty minutes to noon as the school day was in session. The middle-child stared blankly at his test. Only things that echo his mind was the ticking clocks, tapping pens and the endless amounts of bored yawning. Like any kid, he just wanted the day to end already, especially when he had a full month of summer ahead of him. No kid wanted to spend half of their summer still in school. Lincoln was one of the unlucky ones to attend as high school has proven to be a challenge for the middle-child.

Fortunately, it was the final day of summer school. Now he was starting to see how his older sisters felt handling this level of education. He could only imagine how college would be. It was anything but a walk in the park for the teenage white haired child. Through countless glances, he took more boredom yawns. As he turned to the final page, he thought long and hard on most of the answers until something popped up in his brain. It was not until ten minutes before noon as he finishing the final preparations.

When the long hand reached twelve, the school bell rang. It right on schedule as Lincoln had completed his last page. A great relief to him and other students that the day was over filled the air. The homeroom teacher bid the students a nice rest of the summer, Lincoln hopped out ready for a good day.

He inhaled the summer breeze as he went outside. On his way home, Lincoln rushed no matter how much sweat and energy he was burning. He could already anticipate the vacation plans his family had. A nice family vacation to the bright open lands at getaway spot; it was a Loud family tradition, and with how much has changed over the years with improvements, he could hardly wait.

It was not until his smile disappeared as he came to the house. Not only Vanzilla was not in the driveway, he found the house completely quiet. It was not like his household to silent through the day. This usual sight left him head scratching for a minute. Lincoln's first thought was that few members have left and some were at the house.

"Nice timing Loud!" The old neighbor shouted. It was the typical greeting of the grouchy neighbor.

"Hey Mr. Grouse, did you see my family leave by any chance?" Lincoln inquired.

"Yeah they left on vacation an hour ago, leaving me look after the house." Mr. Grouse replied grumpily as usual. "It's nice to have some peace and quiet around here. I think they left you a note inside."

He hoped he was only imagining this. Lincoln could not, nor did he want to believe that his family left without him. Then again, it was not the first being left behind. As he checked the rooms, it was still as quiet as he witnessed. Not even a sight of animals was present. Not Lana's pets or the Loud family house pets were present in the house. The house was completely deserted; it was almost as if the Loud Family had moved. Lincoln bet Mr. Grouse would love that very much. He would celebrate all day if that happen. Lincoln came across a letter on the table.

Sorry Lincoln, there has been some last minute changes to the schedule so we had to leave without you. There was no way they were going to delay for long so we had to take the last minute request. I hope you understand. I left some money on the counter but on the bright side, at least you have the house all to yourself.

PS

Enjoy the rest of your summer, love mom

"Hey Lincoln, what took you so long?" Lincoln imitated his family. "Oh nothing guys, I was too busy on an important test that may or may not break my grade. Well congratulations on your hard work Lincoln." Lincoln said in himself using sarcasm.

While one part of him would enjoy the peace and quiet in the loudest house by himself, the other half of him was upset. He wanted to go on the family vacation. He tried not to be too upset as he decided to make the best of his home stay. With his chaotic family, this opportunity only came once. It was going to be a long four weeks. Lucky him. Now as teenager, Lincoln was used to being home alone so often. Now that his five older sisters were in college, Lincoln was the oldest of the house. It was just him and his little sisters living in the house. Although being the oldest came with its fair share of responsibilities, he was getting use to even at sixteen. Nevertheless, who was he kidding, there were still much to learn at his age. Well he might as well enjoy the month before the new school year while it last.

For the first few hours, Lincoln occupied his time with his usual activities. Lincoln first task was a list of his Ace Savvy comics. New or old issues, his interest in the hero never faded, reliving the adventure of his favorite superhero. Couple of hours later, Lincoln spent on his video game console, competing on that can get the highest score and battling players online. As the evening had fallen, Lincoln went to catch the episodes of ARGGH!

Through TV and endless munching on potato chips and other cushion snacks, Lincoln's boredom kicked in. ARGGH, Dreambout, and Desert Storm were on reruns as there were no new episodes at the time. Even in the DVR guide had proven to be false of its episode descriptions. Still without his family around, the pleasure of their favorite shows did not feel the same, neither was his time around the house. Now Lincoln was starting to wish that he were at his family vacation spot Weeping Willow Resort & Lodge, a Loud Family tradition for their vacation spot. Now that he had some new improvements made to the resort, he was dying to go there, only to fail. He bet they felt so lucky enjoying their sweet time over there.

Trying to get his mind off the family vacation, Lincoln took a scroll throughout the neighborhood. He did not care where he was going so long as he got a walk. Throughout his scroll, his first sight was a couple also preparing for their family vacation, another sight was a man and woman jogging, and the final glance he came across was a child doing his evening chores. Lincoln had to admire their ambition enduring the summer heat like this. He wondered if they were superhuman.

While continuing his walk, he heard a screech nearby. Following his ears, it led him to a familiar house. On sight, he saw someone with a handful of bags, no doubt heading out on their vacation as well. Lucky them. He saw the person struggling to keep her balance and could not see where she was going.

"Here I got it." Lincoln aided the person, keeping them from falling over.

"Oh thank you so much," she said, regaining her balance. After a careful glance, the two of them exchanged surprised looks.

"Ms. Johnson." Lincoln replied to her.

"Why hello Lincoln!" Ms. Johnson greeted her former student.

"Long time no see, Ms. Johnson." Lincoln greeted his homeroom teacher back.

Lincoln stood a few inches tall to his former homeroom teacher. Ms. Johnson was even amazed to see how Lincoln was no longer the little boy she knew from her class, he was now a grown up teenager. Ever since the elementary school graduation, the two of them have not seen each other.

As he helped her up, he also caught sight of her summer outfit consisting of dark green short shorts, red spaghetti strap shirt, orange bandana and sunglasses with her hair all the way down. It was a clear indication that she was heading out on her own. As Lincoln saw, ring finger was still absent after five years, which indicated still no man in her life.

Lincoln decided to ask. "Are you going somewhere Ms. Johnson?"

"Yes, I'm heading to the beach port with a friend for a few weeks, while my vacation time is limited." Ms. Johnson said.

"Lucky her," Lincoln mumbled, while helping her out with her luggage.

"And what are you doing around here?" The teacher asked.

"Unfortunately, my family left on vacation without me, so just getting some fresh air." Lincoln sadly replied.

"Oh my, that is dreadful." Ms. Johnson said feeling sympathy for the middle-child. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's alright, I'm not too disappointed."

Ms. Johnson phone vibrated. "Excuse me; I got to take this call." She walked a few steps away from Lincoln. "So are you all set?" She answered the phone call. "What! What do you mean you have last minute plans? The teacher argued over the phone. "Come on, we had this trip planned for months!"

Lincoln only heard half of the phone conversation as he continued to load the luggage, yet he knew it was not pleasant. The yelling and venom in Ms. Johnson voice was a clear indication of that. Knowing her Ms. Johnson was never the type to lose her temper so easily. Boy, he would certainly hate to be on her bad side. After the fifth bag, the, phone chat ended with Ms. Johnson growling in disappointment.

"Um Ms. Johnson, is everything ok?" Lincoln asked out of concern, hoping that he will not get his head bitten. All the years of living with his sister's, Lincoln knew how difficult females could be.

The homeroom teacher tried her best to hold her anger in, not letting Lincoln notice it. Before she face Lincoln, she took a calming breathe. "Everything is fine Lincoln, my friend just called off on me last minute, something about a death in the family, if a gerbil even qualifies as one."

Seeing the disappointment on Ms. Johnson face, Lincoln knew how that felt. There were times where his plans did not go effectively. Most of the time, they would often backfire. Well nothing, he can do as he loaded the last bag.

"Well it looks like you are all set up Ms. Johnson." Lincoln closed the trunk.

"Thank you Lincoln, I really appreciate the help." Ms. Johnson smiled at Lincoln.

"No problem Ms. Johnson." Lincoln answered.

Turning his heel, Lincoln walked away from his homeroom teacher. As Ms. Johnson witnessed him leaving, a thought came into her head.

"Say Lincoln, would you like to come with me?" Ms. Johnson offered.

Lincoln froze at his tracks. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, you can be my honorable assistant. You know assist me here, assist me there, the works."

"Gee I don't know." Lincoln was uncertain. "I would not want to ruin your personal time."

"Oh not at all, I can use the friendly company. Moreover, there is a carnival with lots of games going on at the port of Michigan I am going to. That sounds like a lot of fun right?"

Lincoln thought about it for a second. It was one of the fewest times; he went on vacation with someone besides his best friend Clyde and his family. At this rate, what did he have to lose; anything was better than being bored at home for the next few weeks. Moreover, since his family was on their vacation, he figured he should have one too. It should not be fair that he had to miss out. In addition, it would be a blessing to Mr. Grouse. It was an excellent opportunity knocking at his door. What did he have to lose?

"Why not? I will go." Lincoln accepted the offer.

"Splendid Lincoln, this will be most exciting." Ms. Johnson chirped, clapping her hands.

They stopped by the Loud House; Lincoln was quick enough to get his stuff. He joylessly packed his best summer equipment as it was going to be a long summer. He can hardly wait to inhale the beach breeze. He slipped on his Ace Savvy button up shirt and blue jean shorts. It may have not been anywhere with his family or friend, but at least it would certainly be something. From what Ms. Johnson had described, it sounded fun enough.

"Do your parents know you're going with me?" Ms. Johnson asked.

"Oh they will be fine. I'll just leave them a note saying I was going to the beach." Lincoln instantly decided, not that they would be concern with him right now. "Hey I'm having trouble loading my stuff in here."

"Let me handle it, I'm sure I can make room."Agnes assisted. "It's quite simple really; all you have to do is make some minor adjustments."

Lincoln stood by as he watched his former homeroom teacher make room in the trunk. Bending her back, he was able to get a clear view of her rump. He watched as her short shorts pressed against her bottom barely showing her underwear. Much as he averted his eyes at first, at the same time he could not take them off her, no doubt his hormones kicking in at his age. For any teen, this was natural, but this was Lincoln's former elementary school teacher. Heaven knows that he would hear his best friend Clyde rant on everyday on how Lori has gotten more attractive, physically speaking. Sometimes Clyde would even talk to Lincoln about his dreams of Lori, which would often go to unpleasant territories. As Dr. Lopez and Lincoln thought, he needed to get his mind together.

"There, it should be all done." Ms. Johnson said, lifting herself back up. "Something wrong Lincoln?" Noticing Lincoln's eyes was not on her.

Lincoln swallowed spit in nervous sweat. "No it's nothing, guess the heat must be getting to me." Lincoln instantly denied tugging his collar.

It took approximately fifty minutes to leave Royal Woods as they pass the sign. With seat back and clean air breeze, the middle-child relaxed in the red Pontiac nice cushion in the two-door car. A nice change of pace rather than dealing with Vanzilla's on and off air system. Even after all these years, he still wondered why his father would never part with Vanzilla, since by the car's age it has seen better days. Looking at the GPS it was clear they still had ways to go.

While engaged on the road trip, Lincoln stared at the window. The car moving he watch the birds and clouds go by like an endless loop. In addition, he could believe he was on a road trip with his former homeroom teacher, yet she had the curiosity to invite this young teenager. Still, to Lincoln anything certainly beat staying in a boring home for the next few weeks. He figured he could use the fresh outdoors. I mean how anyone could ever deny the lovely sunny beach.

Along the ride, when Ms. Johnson was not looking, Lincoln took glances at her long exposed legs. He watched as they rotated between pedals. Since he was so used to seeing her in her long dress and socks, it was a first seeing her in different clothes. For the summer weather, it at least made sense. Jean pants would usually help or prove fatal in harsh hot weather.

It was a long to hour trip as Lincoln fell asleep the whole ride. After a few pokes to his shoulder, he was awake. The two of them have arrived at a port town of Michigan, very far from Royal Woods. By the waters and harbor, it was clear that Lincoln was far away from home. He also saw a nearby fair going. This was going to be quite a trip as Lincoln thought. They made it to the Star Hall Suite. Luckily, despite it being busy, they found parking.

"Hello, I have a reservation." Ms. Johnson made it to the front desk.

The desk clerk looked on the computer. After a few scrolls, she found Ms. Johnson's name. "Ah yes Agnes Johnson, we have you here on our reservation list. You are right on time." The clerk replied. "We also received notice that your guest cancelled, so is it just you?"

"No, my replacement is here." Ms. Johnson answered. "He's outside carrying the bags."

Lincoln held both his and Ms. Johnson bags at once. He literally had his hands full. Two bags held on both arms, and shoulders carried the two other bags. With so much at once, it was hard to navigate, let alone move as his legs wiggle with every step. Lincoln's body felt like heavyweights, as they wanted to give out at any second.

"Hurry along dear." Ms. Johnson called out, teasing Lincoln a bit. As the foot stepped inside the front door, Lincoln tripped, causing the bags to fall on him. "Try to not damage anything precious dear." Ms. Johnson warned.

"So it's just you and your son?" The clerk inquired. By how young Lincoln was, it was very clear that Lincoln was not her husband when she referred to the boy as dear. Now that was out of the way, she presented Ms. Johnson and Lincoln room keys. "Enjoy your stay."

"Keep up with the bags Lincoln." Ms. Johnson continued to tell Lincoln. "I don't want anything to get broken in there."

Lincoln grunted as he struggled with the bags. "Yeah, easy for you to say, you're not carrying anything." Lincoln felt his muscles burning as he tried to keep himself up.

"That's not true, I'm carrying my purse." Agnes teased the boy.

"Very funny." Lincoln said not amused by her wisecrack.

"Here we are."

Agnes and Lincoln made it to their room. It was a one-bedroom suite, equip with a couch, personal kitchen and outside balcony. Added to the mix were nice marble floors and perfectly shampoo carpeting. This room definitely spelled luxury suite. This was going to be fun. Another thought occurred to Lincoln, he was going to be living in the same room as his homeroom teacher. Was it even right? Then again, he was able to pass as her son, so no worries there.

Disrupting his thoughts, Lincoln tripped again. When picking up the stuff, he caught a glimpse of a framed photo. It contained a picture of Ms. Johnson and a man. Judging by the way Agnes hung to the man with a smile, it was clear that they were inseparable. One of the only times she was happy, not that she was happy now. He questioned if she has a boyfriend. If so, would she have still brought him along? Lincoln also caught glance of a label on the photo. The words he read was, "I'm sorry" which already brought more questions to his mind.

"Lincoln what are doing, I told you to be careful?" Agnes called from the bathroom. "That's precious stuff there." She reminded.

Lincoln quickly packed away the fallen items. "I'm sorry Ms. Johnson, clumsy me."

It was a minutes as the teacher was done freshening up. As the snow-haired child turns his back, he was stunned at what he saw. Sure Ms. Johnson was good looking before, but this was different. On her face, Agnes was well equipped with bubblegum glitter lipstick and velvet eyeliner.

"Something wrong Lincoln?" Ms. Johnson inquired.

"No;" Lincoln stammered, blushing over the appearance. "It's just I never seen you with makeup before."

Ms. Johnson raised a curious eyebrow. "Oh, is it too much?

Lincoln shook his head. "No, it's quite the opposite Ms. Johnson; I think it looks lovely on you."

"Aw thank you, aren't you sweet?" Ms. Johnson replied flattered, pinching Lincoln's soft cheeks as if he was a baby. "Either way, the den is yours while I get the bedroom, just don't leave a mess."

"Hey, not all boys are messy."

Lincoln watched as the red haired woman tied her hair, while retaining her pencil as a hair tie. He felt her touch on his cheek even if it was not the first time he had his cheeks pinched. Lincoln knew she had a fun wild side, but never a charming one to make his heart melt. Even at the age of eleven, Lincoln thought she was a beautiful woman. He thought any man would be fortunate enough to have her. Could he have been one of those fortunate ones? After all, he did not forget that Ms. Johnson did invite him on the trip.

The day took place at the wondrous beach town of Travelers Coast. Lakes stretched more than miles long the Michigan coastline. Holding the camera phone, Lincoln took in the beautiful sights as if he was an out of city tourist, which in his case he was. Ms. Johnson could not help but delight over Lincoln's curiosity. She watched as the boy eyes wonder all over the beach town. It was not until Ms. Johnson pulled the boy out of the way of an incoming bicyclist, much to his carelessness.

The first destination Lincoln and Ms. Johnson ventured was the local Café. Lincoln and Ms. Johnson were fortunate enough to get a seat by the terrace; there they got a good view of the sun, the migrating birds, and the wide-open beach. It was a beautiful view that stretched more than a block long. Lincoln could see let alone taste the excitement right in front of him. He could already list the activities he wanted to do at the beach. Furthermore, he wondered if Ms. Johnson shared the same enthusiasm as he did as he watched her glare peacefully at the beach with her sunglasses over her head and hair down.

When the waiter came in presenting the two French Vanilla coffees and cinnamon cake, it suddenly brought his attention back to his homeroom teacher. With the way he was with Ms. Johnson alone, he had to convince himself that it was not a date. Lincolns mind debated tings to talk as about his nails tapped on the wood table, since he was with an adult woman. Sports, cars, comics, games, Lincoln's mind was a literal blank. Breaking the silence, Ms. Johnson started a conversation. "So how has everything been with you Lincoln, enjoying the new school life? From what I hear it seems like high school is a big change from elementary Lincoln."

"Definitely a change, it's pretty good so far, despite that painful state exam." Lincoln sips his coffee.

"Ah the state exam; I can't tell you how much difficulties I had with it when I was your age." Agnes remembered. "It took me more than five tries, so through studying, late nights and five coffees, I was able to pass. As for college exams, I needed ten coffees."

Ms. Johnson and Lincoln laugh together.

"I bet that had you rushing to the restroom a lot." Lincoln joked.

"Yeah it did, many girls even questioned if I had a health problem at that point. I was glad to know it was all worth it in the end. So are you freshmen?"

"I'm actually a sophomore, moving up to junior grade pretty soon."

Ms. Johnson smiled. "That's good, you're doing well. I should expect no less from my former student."

"Ever since I graduated you did warn me about the challenges ahead as well as my sisters even if they do have different views." Lincoln slices a chuck of the cinnamon cake.

"Lots of people have different views of higher schools Lincoln, some like it and some hate it, but in the end all it comes to is overall experience." Agnes explained to Lincoln. She also takes a bite of the shared cake. "But don't think your education is done just because you get out of high school, there is still a lot more to learn as you grown up."

"I know." Lincoln says as he remembered first seeing his oldest sister off to college and out of the house. Lynn, Rita and her siblings were both sad, but happy to see her go. Lincoln could only imagine how it would be if he left the nest someday. Still, this day, the family has communication with the eldest.

Lincoln and Agnes finish their coffee. The two of them rise from their spot and get set to go after Agnes leaving some money. As the two exit the coffee joint, Lincoln feels a tug on his hand.

"Come now Lincoln, we have a full day ahead of us." Agnes gave a wink to Lincoln. She led the white-haired boy as he followed his former teacher through the sunny horizon. "I hope you're ready for an exciting week."