So yeah, I'm gonna get straight to the point, I had...mixed feelings about No Such Luck, it started semi-okay, but I think a few lines were crossed when Lincoln was kicked out of the house and his furniture was all sold, at the point yeah I didn't like this episode.

As much as I love The Loud House, the only episodes I really hate are the ones where Lincoln is the source of ridicule and gets tossed around a lot by his sisters I mean seriously, No Such Luck is up there with Brawl In The Family as my least favorite episode, so I decided to write this story.

Now I know that there are those that may argue that it was Lincoln's own fault that he decided to pretend to be bad luck, but the kid just wanted some time by himself, I can relate to that and as stated above, kicking him out was seriously not cool, considering the fact that kicking out a minor is illegal. So yeah, you might expect the police to get involved. Also, this kinda made the parents and the sisters hypocrites, in The Ties That Bind, the parents said that they would never actually get rid of any of them and the sisters would never let them kick Lincoln out, since he's their only brother. I'm just saying, it's a perfect example of Aesop Amnesia.

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The aftermath of a baseball game would often incite a feeling of accomplishment for the team that wins it, but it could not be said for Lynn Loud Jr., she was staring glumly at the ground, anger and disappointment written all over her face, she only gets like this whenever a) one of her sports equipment gets broken, b) she gets cut from one of her teams, or c) when she loses a big game, unfortunately it was the third one. It was the second game her and her team the Squirrels were playing this week, she thought for sure that she would win this time, at the beginning of the game she was so full of confidence, the same usual confidence she had at every one of her competitions, especially when such that one such element that was missing from the previous game, that she was convinced was the cause of the problem s in the first place. However, it seems like it was destiny that she failed again, near her was a baseball bat that was broken into pieces, courtesy of her, she smashed it to the ground in frustration. She glanced an envious glare at the other team, as they celebrated their victory, that was supposed to be her and her team, not them, what she wouldn't give to throw a few baseballs their way, but such conduct would not sit well with her coach. Plus it would show poor sportsmanship, she wouldn't want to hurt her image.

"Hey junior." she looked to see her father and her family (minus a certain white haired boy) walking to her with sympathetic smiles. "You'll get 'em next time. Come on. Why don't we get on home?"

Sighing she got up. "Whatever."

As the family walked, the kids went to the parking lot where Vanzilla was waiting. The father reached into his pocket, but oddly he felt nothing, his pockets only carried his wallet, but nothing else. "Huh, that's odd."

His family looked curious. "Is something wrong, honey?" Rita asked.

"I don't know, I can't seem to find the darn keys, I didn't drop them at the field did I?" he rubbed his head in thought.

"Um, pops?" Luna tapped him on the shoulder, gaining his attention, she pointed to the glass window, looking inside they all saw that the keys were still in the ignition.

"You left the keys inside?" Lori asked, giving her father an incredulous stare. "Are you literally serious, dad?"

In response, he sweated nervously. "Uh, guess I was too preoccupied with the game."

"Don't worry, I'm on it." Lana said as she grabbed a rock and threw it at the windshield, breaking it, making it easy for him to unlock the door. "There, your welcome." the tomboy twin wiped her hands in satisfaction.

However, the senior Lynn could only cringe. "I just put those new windows in."

Lana lost her smile. "Oops."

"No worries." he assured. "I can always bring it into the auto shop...again...which will cost more money...heh." Soon, they were all in the van. "Okay, everyone have their seatbelts on?" his answer were nods. "Alright gang, here we go." he turned the keys, but the motor wouldn't start, he tried againn, but the vehicle was still in its place. "What in the?"

"I'll check it out?" Lana said, taking out her tools, she went out of the van and went to the hood, opening it, she went to work on fixing up the engine. "Okay dad, try it now."

He did so and it finally turned on. "Great, nice work sweetie." he complimented his daughter as she got back in. With that, they began the drive back home, while they sat in silence, Lori was texting on her phone, then the van hit a bump on the road and she accidentally, dropped it to the front.

"No, my phone!" she tried to grab it by jumping to the front, distracting her dad.

"Lori, stay in your seat!"

Her father's order fell onto deaf ears, as she tried to get it from the front of the vehicle causing him to swerve from his formerly straight direction, if he had looked at the road, he would have seen that he passed a red light.

After a brief scuffle, she was able to find her device. "Phew, that was a close." she sighed in relief, but shrieked. "Ah! The screen broke a little!

"Lori, that was dangerous!" her mother sternly chided her oldest daughter. "Who knows what could've happened?"

Before Lori could respond, police lights were seen, Lynn Sr. saw the door mirror, and saw a police cruiser coming up at them. "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." he grimaced, he stopped as the policeman stepped out of his car and faced him. "Is there a problem officer?"

"You do realize that you didn't stop at a red light, sir?" the cop informed him.

"What? No I didn't." The officer pointed his thumb to the back, the patriarch of the Louds looked to where he was pointing and saw a few cars that were pulled over near each other, the drivers shook their fists at him in anger. "Oh." he winced in guilt. "Sorry about that."

"Driver's License." the officer held out his hand. Sighing in defeat, Lynn Sr. took the license from his wallet and gave it to the policeman, he inspected it for a minute then didn't give it back. "Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you and your family to exit the vehicle."

Lynn Sr.'s eyes shot open in shock. "Excuse me?! Why?!" he demanded.

"Your license is expired."

All the father of 11 could do was drop his mouth open. Much to the outrage of his family, he complied with the officer's orders, they watched helplessly as their family minivan was towed away. The policeman then hopped into his car and drove away, leaving the family with no way home.

"Well, that's just great." Lola scowled in annoyance, but then felt some thing wrong. She reached at the top of her head and felt nothing but her hair. "My tiara." she whispered. "My tiara was in the van!" he cried out, she made an attempt to chase after the tow truck. "Wait, stop, your carrying precious cargo!" she cried out, but predictably it was in vain.

"That's enough princess, we can always buy you a new one." her father comforted her, then he addressed everyone. "Okay everyone, look like we'll have to walk our way home."

As they walked, Leni was applying makeup on her, but if she had been looking like she was supposed you, yhen maybe she would have noticed the rock on her path, she tripped and fell on the floor. "Owie!" she cried, as she got up she had a look of horror. "Ah!"

"What's wrong, did you break something?" Lori asked.

"Worse, my dress is ripped!" she sniffled at the torn piece of fabric she was holding which was indeed form her present clothing.

"Oh come on." Lynn scoffed, it was evident that the jock was still bitter about her loss. "That's just dumb." she raised her arms to emphasize it, but accidentally shoved Lucy in the process, making her drop her poetry book, it was thrown across the road until it fell right through a manhole and into the sewers underneath.

The goth turned to her athletic sister. "Not cool." though her voice was as emotionless as it's always been, there was clear anger. "I worked hard on a lot of poems."

"Oh, go cry me a river."

"Please cease your bickering." Lisa rolled her eyes. "I highly doubt it'll help with our current predicament."

Lily sniffled a little, but Rita soothed her. "Aw don't worry sweetie, we'll get home soon, besides things can't get any worse."

Oh, how wrong she was.

On a another part of town, the sad, depressed form of Lincoln Loud was strolling through the area, his hands were deep in his pockets, tight now this was the only place he could think of being in right now, considering the fact he got kicked out of his own home, by his own family no less, he was ad, and angry both at his family and at kind of himself, really, now that he thought about, maybe pretending to be a bad luck charm around his family wasn't that great of an idea, he only wanted to have more time by himself, he didn't think they'd go far as to actually keep him out of every thing they do, worst of all, kick him out. So, right now he can only go here, he already went o the arcade and comic book store, but honestly he'd want nothing more than to be back home, with his family, he heard a ringtone from his carpet, he took out his phone and saw that his best friend Clyde was calling him. "Hello?"

"Lincoln? That you?"

"Yeah, it's m Clyde, what do you want?"

"I haven't heard from you for a while buddy, some guys say they've seen you around the city. Everything alright?"

"Oh yeah, I'm having the time of my life." he replied, one could plainly notice the nasty sarcasm in his voice.

"Doesn't sound like it."

Lincoln sighed, other than Ronnie Anne, Clyde was the only other person he can't help but pour his heart out to, and so, he told him everything; about how Lynn blamed him for her loss in the first game, and how he came up with the stupid idea of putting up a whole charade about him being a bad luck charm, which resulted in him getting casted aside by his whole family, being treated like he was some sort of threat to all of them, needless to say Clyde was horrified.

"So they just kicked you out?! That is messed up!"

"I know right? I just wanted to have more time away from them, okay and hey Lynn forced me to go to her stupid game, but when she loses, it's automatically my fault." he threw his hands up. "But, hey, you know what? That's okay, I mean, at this point I'm actually used to it by now."

"Used to what?"

Something began to stir inside Lincoln, a fuel of anger and frustration that has been held back for some time, but now it's beginning to come out into the open. "Oh it's nothing serious Clyde." Lincoln replied with a snarl. "You know, it's just that whenever something goes bad for our family, when Lori has a fight with Bobby, when one of Leni's dresses gets ruined, or when my sisters fight each other, I'm always the one that has to be held responsible,! It's never any of their faults because they're girls, they are just so perfect aren't they? They could never mess up as bad as me, because I'm the only boy in the family, I'm the slob, the one who always messes up everything; I'm not gonna lie, some of the bad stuff are my fault, I've got flaws, that much I can admit, but they are no better alright, Lola always has blackmail us into doing stuff for her, Lori takes advantage of being the oldest sibling to get her way, Luan gets a sick thrill form pranking us, Lisa thinks it's okay to experiment on her own family, and Lynn is basically the bully of the family, she always wants to roughhouse with me and doesn't care if I get hurt, and apparently they don't care at all about me that they just threw me out, even my own parents did that! Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if they sold all my furniture!"

...Beat.

"Um, are y-you done?"

The white haired boy took a deep breath, and calmed down from his rant. "Yeah, I'm cool, just really needed to get that out of my chest." he looked down on the ground. "I don't know Clyde, sometimes I wonder if they even love me at all."

"What? Come on Linc, your their only son and brother."

"Which is exactly the problem, I'm the odd man out pal, the only kid that didn't turn out to be a girl, and you know something? Maybe it was some sort of curse, I mean, who knows? Maybe they just all wish that I can just die!"

"Woah, take it easy dude, you're talking crazy!"

"No, no maybe that is what they want, none of them asked to have a brother or a son, they were completely comfortable with only having girls, so maybe mom and dad didn't intend to have a sixth child, maybe I was just some mistake, they were probably planning on aborting me or putting me up for adoption, but decided not to because they didn't want to seem like heartless monsters, which they are! And now, they regret it! Heck, the sisters would be free of some kid who was a comic book geek, a kid who likes Dairy Land more than the mall, a kid who doesn't have more in common with them because he's a boy!"

"Dude come on, so what they did was pretty much the definition of heartless. But they're still your family, why don't come over to my place? We can talk this out, heck I could call Dr. Lopez over, she's pretty good at this."

Lincoln just laughed. "Oh, I don't know if that's such a god idea buddy, I mean why invite someone who's bad luck into your nice, little, home." he scowled, as he hung up." With that he was all alone, his eyes were close to dropping fresh tears, it took a lot of emotion to say all that, and inside a part of him wonders if that really was true. In the 11 years since his birth into the Loud family, he always tried to convince himself that no matter what happens, his family would always love him, but after recent events, he was starting to question it.

Then he heard something.

"Someone stop him!" he looked and saw an adult male wearing a bandana around his face, carrying a purse full of cash, one thing to take note of, was that he was carrying a gun, he just bumped into Lincoln. "

"Oof!" he grunted, seeing the boy, he pulled him back up. "Watch where you're going you little shit, and give me all your money!" he pointed the gun at Lincoln, who could only widen his eyes.

"Santiago! Your shifts over!" the boss yelled at him.

"Got it boss." Bobby Santiago replied as he exited the food shop, it was the recent job he had this week, he was saving up money to buy Lori, his girlfriend, a new bracelet. He hummed a happy tune, until he heard a loud bang sound.

"Oh my god!"

"Someone call 911!"

Booby stopped his tune and ran over to see what all the commotion was all about, he saw a masked with a gun run away, then he saw something else that made his blood run cold, it was Lincoln Loud, bleeding on the floor. "Dios mio." he whispered in horror, he rushed over to Lincoln and kneeled down and almost threw up as he saw the deep gun shot wound on his shoulder and on the right side of his chest, he was gasping loudly, likely he was suffocating, the Hispanic boy tore off a big piece of his shirt and placed it on the wound, he remembered doing something like this when he worked in the emergency room. "Little Loud, bro, look at me." he instructed. The boy could only so that.

"Bobby..."

"Just hold on, your-your gonna be fine." his big brother figure soothed. "Hey! Someone call a doctor! Anyone, help!"

"Bobby." Lincoln addressed him, making the teenager turn to him, to his surprise, Lincoln actually smiled, seemingly in content. "It's okay." the boy's eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness.

"Lincoln?" Bobby called, but got no response. "Bro?" he tried again, only to get no answer again. "LINCOLN!"

Don't worry, he's not dead.