The next day, Ginger and Lincoln set out to find more survivors and supplies. At first hope was lost, but they managed to find traits of survivors. Which are footprints, scavenging activity, dead monsters and fighting activity.
Ginger: Okay. What do we do?
Lincoln: We can search the deserted plaza to find out any survivors.
Ginger nodded as Lincoln led the way. They were walking down every street to navigate them to the Nicktropolis Plaza: a former place where they hung out. Consisting of a mall, stores, movie theater, diners and salons of every kind. Not to mention as a common place where food trucks would come too. They soon arrived at the parking lot where vehicles were stationary and remained untouched.
Ginger: The plaza.
Lincoln: These are the good things. Where we and our friends used to hang out.
Ginger: Now it is nothing but a distant memory.
The duo sighs as they go to check for survivors. They went up to a food truck and saw if it was a trap. At first, they heard something and assumed it was a monster. However, out came from the food truck were Otto, Sammy and Twister who were unscathed.
Both: Guys?
All: Lincoln? Ginger?
Ginger: It's us.
Twister: What happened to you?
Ginger: Don't ask.
Lincoln: But we're glad we found you.
Otto: Us too.
Ginger: Where's Reggie?
Samey: Gone. Don't know where she is.
Ginger: Oh god.
Lincoln: But we can try to look for her.
Otto: I guess.
The group sets off to go find Reggie. They searched the inside of the mall to investigate. Ginger searched the left, the 3 boys searched the middle and Lincoln searched the right. Everyone was desperate to find their friend (Otto is Reggie's brother) and to get her safe.
Otto: Where are you? Where are you?
They soon were a rustle coming from a pile of rubble. The group looked to see it was moving on it's own. Lincoln points his rifle at it to fight. However, the rocks moved. Out of the rubble was a purple-haired Hawaiian American girl. It was Reggie Rocket! But except she wasn't herself no more, instead her mouth and face was covered in blood, claws appeared on each of her hands, her purple hair was now long, one of the lens of her red and blue sunglasses were busted out, her magenta T-shirt with a yellow rocket design was all blood up, her army camouflage pants were mangled, tore up and covered in blood, and she was barefooted: via missing her red sneakers.
All: Reggie?!
Reggie was now feral and savage as the radiation must have turned her feral. The group runs as fast as they can away from her. They ran past various furniture but Reggie was catching up to them, due to her running on all fours easily.
Ginger: We have to keep running.
Twister sees a box on a trashcan and throws it at her. Reggie leaps over it as the group heads for the exit. By the time they did, the feral Reggie felt light hit her lights and retreated back inside.
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Crossover Fallout
FanficIn a former world of fun and happiness, Lincoln Loud and some friends would have to survive and get to a new home. As this will be an adventure of a life time where they'll go from fighting enemies to knowing dangers.