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One shot #2

Lincoln was in his room, reading comics. Suddenly, he heard a loud and angry Lynn call his name, "LINCOLN!". Suddenly, the door was kicked open. Again. He came across 9 angry sisters. The weird thing is, they were all... vibrating... Except Lucy. She was the only one standing still. "Are you guys... vibrating?" Lincoln asked. "Why did you break our trophy case?!" Lola yelled. "Huh?" Lincoln asked. "We've had it with you, Lincoln. Now, we're going to teach you a lesson." Lori said angrily. "What?" Lincoln asked confused before they all jumped on him.

Suddenly, everything went black. Then, a bright light became visible. As it became more visible, he could tell he was in a hospital room. He saw that his left arm had a needle in it. As he put his hand on his head, he felt a something fluffy wrapped in tape. As he took his hand off, he noticed small amounts of blood on the tips of his fingers. "What... happened?" he asked himself.

Suddenly, a nurse came in and saw Lincoln. "Oh, my goodness! You're finally awake!" she said. "Ma'am, what's going on?" Lincoln asked. "You're in a hospital because you hit your head. You were in a coma." the nurse said. "How long?" Lincoln asked. "About a month." the nurse said. "A month?" Lincoln asked. "Can... Can I please see my family?" Lincoln asked. "Your sister is coming up right now." the nurse said. "Wait... which sister?" Lincoln asked. "The older one. Lucy." the nurse said, which left Lincoln in shock. "If you need anything else, just press the button." she said before leaving. 

Lincoln sighed in stress. What was going on? Did she just say, "The older one?".

Suddenly, Lincoln saw his little sister walk in. She put a hand over her mouth running up to him. "Oh, thank goodness you're ok, Lincoln." the little goth girl said, hugging him. "Lucy... what's going on? What happened?" Lincoln asked, Lucy continued to hug him and not let him go. "You don't remember?" Lucy asked, putting her head up, letting go of him. Lincoln shook his head no. "You hit your head really hard, then." Lucy said. "I hit my head?" Lucy asked. "Let me tell you the story." Lucy said, "What I remember is that you came running out of your room to the bathroom. Then you just started vomiting. The next thing I saw was you on the floor with a big gash on your forehead. You were passed out.". "Really? I don't remember any of this. What about our sisters?" Lincoln asked. "Don't worry about Lily. She's safe with mom right now." Lucy said. "And our other sisters?" Lincoln asked. "Other sisters? Lincoln, we don't have any other sisters. What are you talking about?" Lucy asked. "Is this a prank? Did Luan put you up to this?" Lincoln asked. "Who's Luan?" Lucy asked. 

"What is going on right now?" Lincoln said, "Am I going crazy?". "Lincoln, it's just you, me and Lily, that's it." Lucy said. "I don't understand this." Lincoln said. "You must have had a really strange coma." Lucy said. Suddenly, the doctor came in.

"Mr. Loud, finally awake. We were worried there for a little bit because we thought we were losing you." the doctor said. "Where are my other sisters?" Lincoln asked. "Lincoln, I told you, it's just you, me and Lily. We have no other siblings." Lucy said. Lincoln put a hand on his head and sighed in stress. "You must've hit your head very hard. Do you remember anything before all this?" the doctor said. Lincoln shook his head "no". "I'm afraid it might've given you amnesia." the doctor said. "Amnesia?" Lincoln asked.

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It cuts to Lincoln walking out of the hospital with a fresh and new bandage on his forehead. He was with Lucy and their mother who was holding Lily. "I just don't get it. I don't have 10 sisters? Only 2?" Lincoln asked. "Oh, I could NEVER imagine having 11 children." Rita said. That sounded so surreal to him. He's not dreaming, he knows he's awake. 

Suddenly, they all walked up to a car. It was a small red van. "No Vanzilla?" Lincoln thought, "Vanzilla doesn't exist, snap out of it, Lincoln.". The white-haired boy put a hand on his head before sitting in the front passenger seat.