Hello everyone! I know what some of you might be thinking, but I just had to write at least ONE "No Such Luck" fanfic. It is by far my least favorite episode with "Brawl in the Family" being a close second. But before you all start judging and disregarding this, I want you to know that I've read a lot of NSL fanfics and have seen that some of them follow similar formulas. Therefore, I've decided to write mine in some more unique ways that I'm sure some of you might not find in a lot of other stories. So I advise you to read through the chapters I've written and wait for the next ones.

"ORDER IN THE COURT! ORDER IN THE COURT!" the judge impatiently demanded for the umpteenth time and struck the sound block with her gavel, but the arguing and bickering between the two parties continued and the whole courtroom was in disarray.

One party consisted of the prosecutor, two agents (one a woman and the other a man) each wearing a badge with the initials CPS (Children's Protective Services), and 11 year old Lincoln Loud. While the prosecutor and the CPS agent were in a loud heated argument with the other party, Lincoln just sat in his seat burying his face in his hands in disgust and embarrassment. The white-haired boy clearly didn't like how things were going. He also looked like he was not in the healthiest state. His eyes were a little red, the bags under them were bigger, and he had slightly less color in his skin. The way things were escalating was starting to make the poor kid feel even sicker than he was already feeling.

The opposing party consisted of the rest of Lincoln's family, his parents and nine of his sisters, and their defense attorney who just sat in his seat face palming. Apparently he also didn't like how this trial was turning out. Albert, Rita Loud's father, was sitting in the public gallery holding his infant granddaughter, Lily Loud, in his left arm and face palming with his right. He was clearly embarrassed at the way his daughter and her family were behaving. Rita, Lynn Sr., and their nine daughters were aggressively proclaiming innocence to the other party. However, Lynn Jr. and Lola were mostly hurling childish insults at their accusers. Lynn Jr. was also ranting about all of this was really Lincoln's fault, but he just ignored her.

After a while, Lincoln lifted his head from his hands for a moment and looked over at the opposing party, which was his own family. The only person who looked back at him was his family's defense attorney. Both of them looked absolutely miserable and really didn't want to be there. The white-haired adolescent gave the lawyer a sympathetic look and nodded his head as if saying 'Yeah, I know how you feel.' The lawyer nodded back to let the sickly-looking boy know he understood him before rolling his eyes and burying his face back in his hands. Lincoln then lay his face down on the table in front of him as the aching sounds of arguing and ranting continued to fill his ears.

After a moment of nonstop bickering between the two parties, everything froze and the entire courtroom went silent. Everyone had frozen in the position they were in. It was as if someone had hit the 'pause' button and stopped time.

"Now I know some of you are probably a little confused and asking 'Lincoln, what did you and your family do this time?'" Lincoln narrated but then paused to let out a few coughs. "Well, if you allow me to explain –"

"Oh no you don't!" his sister Lynn Jr. interrupted. "You're not turning them against me too, you accursed jinx! I'll be the one who will tell them what happened."

Lincoln let out an annoyed groan. "Fine! Go ahead, Lynn. Good luck convincing them."

"Surprised?" Lynn asked the readers. "What you think Stinkoln is the only one who can see you guys? He just talks to you more than the rest of us. But not this time. This time I'll tell you how we all ended up in this lousy predicament. But I must warn you all, this is a very sad story. The tragic tale of a magnificent young woman. She was chosen by the softball gods and destined to be the greatest athlete in history. That is, until she was cursed by her no good brother and betrayed by her stupid and ungrateful fans, friends and family! This is her story. Actually, this is my story. Now in order you guys to truly understand that what I'm telling you is true, we need to go back a little to before we all ended up in this so-called courtroom and then this'll all make sense."

Then time started rapidly turning backwards as if it were a movie being rewound. After a moment of rewinding, it stopped at a scene of a younger Lynn Sr. playing ball with an infant Lynn Jr. in the backyard of their home. Both were standing ten feet from each other.

"Whoops! That's a little too far back," an embarrassed Narrator Lynn said. "But you gotta admit, I was pretty cute back then and I already had the makings to become a great sports star."

"Alright LJ, catch the ball." an excited Lynn Sr. said gently tossing a soft little red ball to his one year old fifth born daughter.

Little Lynn waddled around trying to catch the ball. However, she missed it, tripped, and landed on her belly. This humiliating accident caused her to start crying. Reacting quickly, her father quickly grabbed the ball, lifted his baby girl back onto her little feet, and spoke in a loving and supportive tone to calm her down.

"It's alright, LJ. It's okay. You'll always be my little winner no matter what," then he gently rolled the ball to her from a much closer distance. Her face beamed with happiness and pride when she caught it, and so did his. "See Junior, you're a very lucky girl. And no matter what you do, we'll always be proud of you. You're a winner, LJ. And winners never lose."

The support and praise from her father and the great triumphant feeling from catching the ball made Little Lynn Jr. want to play more sports and become the greatest athlete ever. With her goal decided, she would grow and work hard to make that dream a reality by any means necessary.

"So adorable," Narrator Lynn commented. "But anyways, let's move ahead to more current events now."

With that, time began to fast forward twelve years into the present. Now it was time to see how everything came to be.

And there you have it. The first chapter of my first NSL story for this website. Thank you for taking the time to read this and hope you're looking forward to the next one.

Now before any of you take your leave, I'd like to share with you a couple major unique elements I've made in this story that I hope will peek your interest:

Lincoln is NOT the one who gets his family in trouble with the authorities. Also, despite the way his family has unjustly treated him, he is one of the few characters who is the least hostile toward them.

Although what the Louds have done to Lincoln was inexcusable, they are NOT the worst characters in this story.