A/N: Normally, I wouldn't make something like this until one of my other stories was finished, but I just had this on my mind for a while, and I couldn't get it out of my head. Also, it was the only thing helping me get through a particularly stressful night at work. It's probably not wise to be juggling 3 stories at once, but this one won't be as long as the other two (like maybe 5 chapters at best). With that said, here's the run down:

It goes without question that Dance Dance Resolution ended on a positive note, but there's just so many ways that night could've failed horribly. So, I'm going to use the simplest method: what happens when you have 4 dates who don't know each other, and you're caught in the middle? If anyone knows how this usually goes in real life, then you probably know how this is gonna go down.

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING from the Loud House.

The Sadie Hawkins Dance, one of the few times young kids might actually find interest in one another and have a chance to act on their feelings, the other being senior prom. They say, it's supposed to be the most important part of a girl's life. At least, that's what the Loud sisters agreed to. Lincoln himself wasn't too sure about it, as his dad told him at one point that your wedding was the most important piece of your life. Still, the 11 year old white haired child found himself strolling the streets to his school on a calm, warm night, going to a dance he didn't even plan on attending. He should've expected his sisters to be waiting for him at the door, wondering if Ronalda asked him out to the dance. Instead, he said that she didn't ask him. There was some truth to this: he hid from her all day, so she didn't get the chance to ask. Instead, he had plans to go to the arcade with Clyde as there was a two-for-one deal going on, and they weren't going to miss out on this.

Lincoln thought his lie would've worked, that none of his sisters would question him further and let him mind his own business. In fact, the lie did work, a bit too well...

Without his knowledge or consent, four of his sisters managed to scrounge up dates for him at the last minute. Lincoln was initially shocked at the news, and as such he was forced to come clean. Now, his sisters practically guilt tripped him into going to the dance with four girls who probably didn't know each other. Lincoln didn't know what his sisters told their friends, but they must've spruced up their stories about him, because no girl in the school would even think to ask him out, besides Ronalda. If it weren't for the fact he'd be crushing the hearts of four girls, he would've just kept up his lie and meet up with Clyde at the arcade like they originally planned. Now...it seemed like he was walking towards a lion's den...

"Clyde, I have a bad feeling about this...how am I supposed to handle four dates at the same time?" Lincoln said uneasily, his hands in his pockets.

"Don't worry. I got everything we need to make sure things go smoothly." Clyde replied, carrying a large backpack. He pulled it to his front and opened it up. "Binoculars, stopwatch, dossiers on each of your dates, and lastly, a hidden microphone and receiver." The African-American pulled the small receiver out. "You'll need this."

"Thanks..." Lincoln looked at the device oddly before fitting it on his ear. "This is either going to be the luckiest day of my life, or ruin my reputation forever..."

"Why's that?"

"I've watched enough shows with my sisters to know that having multiple dates never, ends well...not only that, it seemed like my sisters didn't even talk to each other about who I should go with, since they just realized they each got me a date at the last minute. And I know what you're thinking, why didn't we just go to the arcade and say we went to the dance? Easy answer being, those girls would've told my sisters, and I'd get pummeled once I got back home..."

"Actually, I would've told you that it's not wise to break a lady's heart..." Clyde corrected.

"That too...I may have dug my own grave by lying to them, but no one said they had to get me a date..."

"They were just feeling sorry for you. You can at least appreciate that they were looking out for you."

"True." Lincoln could see the school in sight. His nervousness increased with each step. "Well, let's get this over with..."

The two kids entered the school and walked towards the gymnasium, where the dance was being held. Clyde entered first, scouting the place for any sign of a certain Hispanic tomboy. He took a high stance on the bleachers and didn't spot any trace of purple hoodie anywhere. Tapping a button his mic, "Clyde to Lincoln, gym is clear. No Ronnie Anne in sight"

Lincoln gave a sigh in relief. "Good. If Ronnie Anne saw me here with 4 different girls, I'd be deader than disco..."

"If you need me, I'll be in the rafters, like your eyes in the sky."

"Wait, aren't you afraid of heights?"

"Y-Yeah...but I'll manage! Especially if you want this night to go smoothly." Clyde said nervously.

"You're a real trooper Clyde. A real friend..."

"Thanks." Clyde responded before cutting off.

Lincoln entered the gym himself, taking note of the festivities. Like any typical large scale dance party, you had the snack table, a DJ playing various songs, and even a small section where couples could take photos. He also noticed Mrs. Johnson handing students small pieces of paper. Curiosity peaking, he walked over to his teacher.

"Hi Mrs. Johnson. What's with the papers?"

Agnes takes out another and hands it to Lincoln. "Oh, it's just a small raffle we're doing." She smiled.

"Really?" The boy replied, wondering what the prize is.

"Yep. The winner gets to have lunch with me in the teacher's lounge."

Lincoln's smile faltered at this. "Oh...ok?" "Guess they couldn't think of anything else?..." He said in his mind.

Walking further into the gym, Lincoln spotted 3 of his friends hanging next to the volley ball cage and some mats, trying to look cool. He became a little amused by this, and decided to see what was up. "Hey guys. You get any dates?"

"Nah. We're just here for the raffle. I always wanted to see what it was like inside the teacher's lounge." Liam replied.

"I heard that the teachers get way better lunches than the students in there. I hope I get to eat a crab salad!" Rusty stated, his mouth beginning to water as he fantasied about the possible meals he could get.

"And like that, we lost him." Zach grinned.

Lincoln heard a beeping in his ear. Looking up, he saw that Clyde was in position high above the floor. The glasses wearer looking like he was having some difficulty keeping his composure, but he managed to tough it out. "Ok, well you guys do what you're gonna do. I need to be somewhere else." Lincoln told them before disappearing into the crowd.


For the next 10 minutes, things seemed to be working perfectly. Lincoln met with all four of his dates, who oddly, but not surprisingly, had similar interests with those of his corresponding sisters. Tabby spoke in a British accent like Luna, and was even an aspiring musician. He wasn't sure if she had an actual instrument, but it'd be cool if she did. His second date, Giggles, wasn't too bad either. Coming from a clown school, she was pretty nice, had a good sense of humor, and if he had to be honest, her jokes were better than Luan's. Next was Haiku, an emo like his 5th youngest sister. Aside from the dark and depressing mood, he did enjoy spending a few minutes with her. Haiku could become a nice poet like Lucy, maybe more so since it appeared she didn't have as much problems figuring out rhymes. His last date, Polly Pain...she sure put the 'pain' in her name.

Coming from Lynn's roller derby team, she was just as physical as his athlete of a sister. Lincoln honestly felt he spent more time being flung around than actually dancing with her. Didn't help that she used a couple derby moves on him. While Lincoln was managing to juggle his dates around thanks to his friend keeping a heads up, Clyde was having the opposite effect. His acrophobia had started to kick in the longer he stood in the rafters. He managed to keep himself stable enough to direct Lincoln, but soon found himself getting dizzy before vomiting into a paper bag. Clyde finally had enough and needed to come down, so he notified Lincoln before heading to the gym's bathroom.

Inside the restroom, Clyde threw the bag away and washed his face clean. The door opened a second later as Lincoln walked in. "You ok buddy?"

"Yeah. Just needed to get my head on straight. I'm feelin' better now though."

"Ok." The Loud boy replied, a small frown on his face. He was beginning to feel guilty about bringing Clyde into this mess. Last thing he wanted his friend to do was accidentally puke on someone. The amount of embarrassment that would've occurred would be harsh beyond comprehension.

Clyde spat out the sink water he had in his mouth. "Ok. I'm ready to go back up." He smiled.

"Actually Clyde...I think you should sit this one out..."

"Huh? Why?"

"Well, I don't want you to puke again. Plus it might accidentally land on someone. But I want to thank you for your help tonight. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been able pull this off at all...I don't like the fact I had to lie to these nice girls several times, but I couldn't leave them hanging...plus I don't know what'll happen if they catch me with one of them..." Lincoln stated in fear.

"Yeah...that'd be crazy...but, are you sure you got this Lincoln?"

The boy nodded. "What's the worse that could happen?" Lincoln asked before opening the bathroom door. However, two literal seconds later, he slammed it shut. Clyde was confused as Lincoln looked like he had seen death in the face.

"Dude, what's wrong?"

"R-Ronnie A-Anne's here..."

"What?!"

"I said, Ronnie Anne-"

"I heard that part. But are you sure?"

"I saw her face Clyde...I couldn't be any more sure than that."

Clyde walked to the door and cracked it open. Sure enough, he spotted the purple-hoodie wearing tomboy looked around in the crowd. He slowly shut the door back, growing nervous. This wasn't gonna go according to plan. All they had to do was keep Lincoln's dates happy and ensure they slipped out before the dance ended to avoid being seen with any of them. With Ronalda here...this just threw a HUGE wrench in their plans. No doubt she was looking for Lincoln, but how was he supposed to keep his dates satisfied with Ronalda looking around? She'd no doubt pummel him if she saw him with another girl. Clyde looked back at Lincoln, who was using an empty paper bag to quell his hyperventilation.

"Lincoln?" The nerd asked. He got no response, other than Lincoln muttered about how bad his situation just became. "Lincoln! Snap out of it." He slapped his friend.

"Ow...huh?"

"Lincoln, this whole operation is compromised. We gotta pull out while we can..."

"I can't Clyde...no matter how we look at it, I'm gonna be a dead man...if I snub my dates, my sisters will find out and punish me, and if I go out there, Ronnie Anne will see me with one of them and kill me...there's just no way out...I'm gonna start writing my will..." Lincoln said in defeat.

"Lincoln, come on. You've been in these kinds of situations before. Surely you can think of something, right?"

"I-I guess...maybe if we can sneak out of here without getting noticed, we'd be in the clear..." Lincoln peaked outside and saw that Ronnie Anne had moved further into the gym. He then spotted his 3 other friends. "Or...maybe we don't need to." He smiled, a plan forming in his head.


Sneaking through the gym, Lincoln and Clyde made it over to the punch table and hid beneath it. They signaled for Rusty, Liam, and Zach to join them soon after. They talked through the idea of hanging out with Lincoln's four dates, hoping to get them to join in since the three didn't have any dates to begin with. As expected, the three boys were nervous about talking to girls, even Clyde was, since he didn't expect that he had to play a part in this. Unfortunately for Lincoln, his three friends were a tad too anxious to participate with the plan. As such, they bailed, making up various excuses ranging from needing to be home or saying they had a 'thing' to do. This night was starting to become worse by the hour. He wished he just told his sisters the truth from the start. At least then he'd only get a massive chewing from them, followed by Lori telling Bobby to have Ronnie Anne drag the boy to the dance.

Lincoln's body shook as he started to sweat bullets. "Well...there goes that plan..."

"Welp, time for Plan B." Clyde stated.

"Cry for our mommies?..." Lincoln asked.

"Probably, but, let's get out of here before we get caught."

Lincoln nodded before getting out from under the table. The two walked low through the crowd, using the various students and teachers as cover to avoid Ronnie Anne's gaze, as well as those from Tabby, Giggles, Polly, and Haiku. Unfortunately, something just had to come back to bite him in the butt.

"Ok students, it's 8 o'clock. Time to see whose the lucky student that will join us in the teacher's lounge!" Mrs. Johnson announced. She dug her hand around in a basket filled with tickets for a few seconds before pulling one out. "And the lucky student is...Lincoln Loud!" She looked around for her student, but didn't see him. "Lincoln? You still here?"

A spotlight suddenly shined on the duo, Lincoln silently cursing himself for entering that raffle. "Clyde, if I don't make it, you can have all of my Ace Savvy comics!" Lincoln told his best friend before breaking into a sprint, the spotlight chasing after him. He wondered why whoever was controlling the lights kept trying to point it on him when he clearly didn't want to be seen. Not only that, but he knew that spotlight would lead all four of his dates directly towards him. As he kept running, he lost track of where he was in the crowd due to focusing on keeping his distance from the light, only to bump into Tabby, who was next to a speaker by the stage.

"Lincoln? Where ya been mate? You left me standing out here!" She asked in a worried tone.

"Wait, you?" Polly said, rolling up to them. "He's with me!"

"Wrong." A patter of honking was made as Giggles strolled up to them. "He's with ME."

"Correction. He's here with me." Haiku suddenly added, surprising the others.

"Lincoln...what's going on here?..." Tabby asked, folding her arms. The glare she gave told him that she was clearly pissed, same with the other three girls.

"Girls, I'm sorry! I can explain!"

"Explain what? Explain the fact you were trying to flake on us?!" Polly accused.

"N-n-no! That wasn't my intention!" The boy stammered.

"Well, it seems like it since it seems you've been hanging with these other girls!" Tabby yelled.

"L-Look, this wasn't even my intention. I didn't even want to come to the dance!"

The four girls let out a gasp. By now, those who were close enough to hear took notice, and even the DJ had momentarily stopped playing, a loud scratching sound cutting off the music. This caused the rest of the students to become disgruntled due to their rhythm being interrupted.

"So, you think I'm not good enough for you?..." Haiku said in an angry hushed tone, tears appearing on the corners of her eyes.

Lincoln felt even more guilt at his choice of words. "Look, Haiku, that's not what I meant. My sisters had-"

"Don't you dare bring Luan into this! She said you were the nicest boy ever with a sweet sense of humor. But clearly, she was wrong..." Giggles told him. "All I see, is a lying, two-timer, cheater!"

Lincoln was growing steadily frustrated at the fact these girls weren't letting him get a word in. He swore that they were just like his sisters, always wanting to enforce their opinions onto him without him voicing his own. That's probably why they got along with them so well, aside from the obvious common interests. He could turn tail and run, but that'd just make things worse and prove the girls right. Didn't help he was being demonized in front of most of the student body. Some of the girls were probably muttering in agreement while a few boys were a bit envious that Lincoln managed to have four dates compared to their zero. Best thing he could do now, was try to save face and explain how it came this in the first place.

"Look, would you just give me a minute to explain first?!" Lincoln was met with silence, which he used to his advantage. "I didn't want to come to the dance because...I was trying to avoid someone..."

"You mean us, right?..." Polly said, cracking her knuckles.

"No, Polly, I meant-" Lincoln was interrupted again, but this time physically. Polly jumped on him, two fists colliding with his chest. Apparently, the derby girl had a temper that matched Lynn's, so her patience wasn't that high. As the two tussled on the floor, the 3 girls looked at each other in anger before joining in. Lincoln screamed as he was being beaten on by 4 girls, defensively curling into a ball as he was whacked repeatedly, parts of the student body cheering his 'dates' on. Thankfully, the teachers came up and dispelled the fight before it could get any worse.

Clyde came up and grabbed a still curled up Lincoln by his pants before dragging him to the door. "We thank you for your time! Have a good night!" He said quickly and sheepishly before exiting through the doors.


After dragging Lincoln a safe distance from the gym and around a corner, Clyde consoled his best friend. "You ok Lincoln?..."

Lincoln uncurled himself after noticing he was in the hallway. Looking at his reflection on one of the mirror's attached to a corner ceiling, he noted that his injuries weren't too bad; just a few scratches and maybe a bruise or two beginning to form on his face. He also had some small wheel marks covering his body, no doubt from Polly kicking him.

The boy gave a sigh. "This night was a total disaster Clyde...you were right...we should've just bailed when we had the chance...four girls hate me now, I embarrassed myself in front of the whole school, again...a-and I think Ronnie Anne probably saw everything..."

"You're darn right I did..." Spoke a familiar voice.

The boys turned and saw Ronnie Anne staring at them with a harsh glare, but it was mostly directed at Lincoln. The girl took her hands out of her pockets, revealing her twin fists as she stomped towards them.

"R-Ronnie Anne, it's not what you think. I-It wasn't even my fault!" Lincoln pleaded before he was yanked up by his collar and slammed into one of the adjacent lockers. Clyde would've tried to stop her, but he doubted she'd listen to him. And, she might bust his nose in the process.

"You better have a good explanation as to why I shouldn't erase your face right now! How could you do this Lincoln?! What made you go out with not one, but four girls?!" The Hispanic girl yelled.

"I-I..." Lincoln cringed as he was slammed into the lockers again.

"I'm not hearing anything!" Ronalda pulled a fist back, ready to deck him.

"Four of my sisters felt sorry for me when I lied to them saying you didn't ask me to the dance! I said I waited for you, but I was actually ducking you all day! I didn't expect them to get me any dates, so I had to tell them the truth! They forced me to come here!" Lincoln finally yelled out, holding his hands in front of his face.

Ronalda took a moment to process this information. "...Even if that's true, why didn't you just keep saying no?..."

Lincoln opened his mouth to speak, but the words died in his throat. He wanted to say that he didn't want to disappoint the girls his sisters set him up with. He just wanted everyone to be happy. Ronnie Anne did have a point; he could've just said no regardless of what his sisters did to him, but he let them convince him to come to this stupid dance. Now, he literally sat in a metaphorical grave, where no one was happy and it only made things worse on his end.

"That's what I thought." The girl growled as she pulled him close. Lincoln could practically see the fire burning in her eyes. "I'm only gonna say this once Loud...whatever feelings I had for you, they're gone now...I thought you felt the same way for me, but clearly you're just what those girls said: a lying, little, cheater...I wasn't even going to ask you to come to this stupid dance. I was going to ask you, if you wanted to go to the arcade, because they have a two-for-one deal tonight...but since I couldn't find you, I came here, only to learn that you were seeing someone behind my back...you better be prepared for Monday, cause I'm going to make your life a living nightmare, for the rest of the school year. Comprende?..." The bully threatened.

Lincoln nodded fearfully before his former friend and secret ex threw him back against the locker, leaving to slump to the floor. The girl walked away from the two, hands in her pockets as she headed for the school's exit. While Ronalda was furious, Lincoln could see the pain and sadness she was masking. The biggest clue to this was the small tears she was clearly holding back. Ronalda may have been heartbroken, but for Lincoln, this was a nightmare that came to pass. Of all the things he was worried about on how this night could go south, this was possibly the worst possible result. It wasn't just one of his 'dates' being angry, but all of them were angry at him, he probably the school's laughing stock again, but nothing could compare to the fact that Ronnie Anne was back to being his actual bully now. After all the abuse he went through, only to find out that she actually liked him, the boy made it look like he couldn't care any less about that fact and just spat on her feelings.

Lincoln sniffled as he felt like he was going to crying any minute. He brought a hand to his eyes to try and stop himself from doing so, but it just seemed to make it worse. Being both sad and frustrated at the same time, his other hand curled into a fist. He was angry at himself for not standing up to his sisters for what clearly was a bad idea from the start. He could've just gave a straight no and be done with it. What his sisters would've did to him couldn't have compared to what happened just now. And speaking of Luna, Luan, Lynn, and Lucy, he was heavily upset at them right now for a few good reasons. Before he had more time to dwell on it, he heard the doors of the gym opening up, followed by a massive amount of footsteps. Not wanting to be seen by the student body, Clyde and Lincoln made a hasty retreat to the exit.


At the Loud house, the girls were up to their usual antics on a Friday evening. Leni was in the kitchen making a smoothie, Luna was upstairs having a jam session, Luan herself was on the couch watching a comedy show, Lynn was kicking a soccer ball in the house, and the twins were busy arguing over who knows what. None of the girls knew where Lucy was, but with Lisa and Lily, in a rare moment of cuteness, the former was trying to convince her baby sister to put her diaper back on. Lori was absent from the house, as she was out on a date with her boyfriend in celebration of their two younger siblings going to the dance. The parents were going to be gone for the weekend, as their dad had to visit a close relative of his. Four of the girls in the house were hoping that their brother was treating his dates properly, otherwise they'd have to teach him a lesson on how to be a proper gentlemen. Their friends hadn't texted them yet, so they were completely unaware of how the dance turned out. At one point, the four argued on who Lincoln would choose to have as an ideal girlfriend, but eventually stopped, as they figured their brother would decide on his own.

Outside the house, Lincoln stood in front of the door. He had been standing there for a few minutes, trying to ready himself for what was to happen. He didn't know whether his sisters found out about the dance fiasco, but they would find out either from their friends, or him telling them since he still had a few bruises on his face. He was also pretty sure his eyes were still red since he cried a bit on the way home. In the end, it'd be better if he told them before their friends could voice the lies they cooked up. Clyde gave him his best condolences, but that was really the only thing he could do at this point. Everything else was up to Lincoln...

Taking a deep breath, he slowly opened the door. Poking his head in, he saw Luan on the couch, who quickly took notice of the front door opening. "Hey Linc! How was the dance?"

Lincoln looked at the floor before stepping further into the house. Luan's smile faded when she noticed the bruises and marks on his face. "Woah. You look like someone ran you over with roller skates..."

"That's because someone did..." The boy replied before closing the door.

"Seriously though, what happened to you?" The comedian asked, showing some concern.

"Long story short...it was a bad idea to have four dates to a dance..." Lincoln rubbed one of his arms.

"What?!...You didn't bail on them did you?..." Luan asked suspiciously.

"He what?!" The familiar voice of the family's athlete rang through the house. Lynn slid down the stair's railing and landed on the floor. "Did you bail on your dates?!"

"No Lynn, what happened was-"

"Haiku just texted me." Lucy spoke as she appeared behind Lincoln, making the boy jump in fright. "She said she's never met someone who could be so untrustworthy in her lifetime, until now."

"So you did bail on them!" Lynn accused.

Lincoln squinted his eyes in anger. "Would you guys just SHUT! UP?!" He yelled, startling everyone in the house. "I'm tired of not being able to explain myself before someone interrupts me! Now you three are going to pipe down and stay quiet so I can speak! Ok?!" The three girls nodded. Those that were upstairs poked their heads out to see what was going on. Leni poked her head out of the kitchen, sipping on her drink. "This whole night was a complete disaster! I didn't bail on my any of my dates! They thought I was cheating on them with each other! I asked you girls hours ago how I was supposed to handle this, and all you said was 'not our problem bro, you dug you're own grave, and now you gotta lie in it'. " He said in a bitter tone. "Well guess what? It turned into a really, big problem!" The boy gave a sigh and looked at the floor. "Look...I may have lied about Ronnie Anne not asking me to the dance...turns out she just wanted to ask if I wanted to go the arcade...I wanted to go there with Clyde, but it would've been good to go with Ronnie Anne too...but that's beside the point. The four of you got me a date, but didn't even bother discussing it with each other first, then you practically forced me to go to that dance because you're more worried that I'd ditch them instead of other, more glaring issues, like one guy having to handle four different girls without being seen with each other! And you know what's the worst part? Ronnie Anne actually showed up! Do you know how hard it was to handle four dates and try to avoid getting seen by her?! It was next to impossible! Not only did I get caught in the middle of it all and get pummeled by your friends, Ronnie Anne heard all of it and now she doesn't want anything to do with me anymore!" He gave a small sniffle after that last part.

The girls gasped. "Lincoln, I'm so sorry. We didn't know things would turn out like that..." Luna stated with a frown.

"You're sorry?..." Lincoln asked, his voice barely above a whisper. The apology may have been sincere, but considering everything Lincoln experienced in the past few hours, it felt rather shallow to him. "YOU'RE SORRY?!" He yelled, making the girls flinch. "A 'SORRY' ISN'T GOING TO FIX THIS MESS! SAYING SORRY ISN'T GOING SOLVE THE FACT YOUR FRIENDS THINK I'M A LIAR AND A CHEATER! SAYING SORRY ISN'T GOING TO FIX THE PUBLIC EMBARRASSMENT I GOT FROM ALL OF THIS! SAYING SORRY, ISN'T GOING TO FIX THE FACT THAT RONNIE ANNE IS GOING TO LITERALLY BULLY ME TO NO END NOW! I GET THAT YOU WANTED TO HELP, BUT NO ONE SAID YOU HAD TO GET ME A DATE! AND IF YOUR IDEA OF HELPING WAS RUINING MY SOCIAL STANDING, THEN YOU DID A VERY GOOD JOB ON THAT PART! I SHOULD HAVE NEVER LISTENED TO YOU GUYS IN THE FIRST PLACE!" The boy panted, his voice getting a little hoarse. "I told you girls this back when Ronnie Anne first started bullying me, DO NOT meddle in my business. But did you listen? NO...so thanks for ruining my life..." Lincoln stomped up the stairs and past his shocked and confused sisters. Everyone flinched when they heard his door slam shut.

Luna, Luan, Lynn, and Lucy looked at each other in guilt as they digested their brother's words. Individually, their phones vibrated as they got texts from their friends. Checking them, it was clear they weren't happy about the dance, at all. Each text had something along the lines of berating their brother and not appreciating the fact the sisters lied to them about how good they made him sound. The girls also apparently said something about getting detention for a few days for starting a fight.

"Dang it..." The quartet said collectively.

"So, like...what just happened?" Leni asked.

Luan was about to respond to that, but stopped when she heard tires screeching to a halt outside. Whatever it was drove off a second after, and in the few seconds that followed after that, the girls heard someone stomping up to the door. Lori slammed the door open, and it was clear she was very pissed about something.

"Where is that little two-timer?..."

A/N: Yeah...Lori isn't happy. Lincoln's not happy, his dates aren't happy, Ronalda certainly isn't happy, NO ONE is happy about what just occurred right now. In the original episode, I liked that Lincoln's friends helped distract his dates long enough to get them to like them, so when he was discovered, it wasn't as bad. But, had this not happened, well...it could've turned out like this. Doesn't help that Luna, Luan, Lynn, and Lucy were unsympathetic in the fact they could've unintentionally screwed their brother since they didn't realize what they did until it was too late. I really think they should've asked Lincoln if he still wanted to go to the dance instead of just going through what they planned. But, that's what life lessons are for. When you make mistakes, you gain something from it. Let's just hope they can fix this mess before it gets worse.