Season 5 My Version

The B-Team Rescue.

In his house, Clyde was putting cat food in the bowls of his family's cats, Cleopawtra and Nepurrtiti, as the cats happily munched on their food, Clyde smiled and then took out his walkie talkie and said into it, "Lincoln, buddy, you there?" He received no answer, "That's weird. He usually always picks up. I hope nothing is wrong." Taking out his cell phone, "I'll try calling his house and see what's up." After dialing in the number and several rings he again got nothing, "Huh, again no answer. I've got a bad feeling about this." He put his hands up to his face and shouted, "Dads, I'm going over to Lincolns."

His father Harold could be heard shouting, "Okay, but remember to look both ways before crossing the street and walk slowly on the sidewalk so you don't trip."

"I got it, dad." The young McBride made is way towards the door

Soon his other father Howard could be heard shouting, "And don't forget to bring a sweatshirt in case it rains or suddenly gets cold."

Clyde put said shirt off the coat rack into his backpack as he got to the door, "I know, dad."

As he opened the door, both his dads shouted, "Oh, and Clyde-."

Clyde stopped them and said, "Dads!"

They both replied, "Sorry." Before Howard added, "Just be safe, sweetie."

He smiled and said before shutting the door, "I know, dads. Love you."

Once again the two said together, "Love you too."

After that, Clyde shut the door and made his way to the Loud House. Upon arrival, he heard nothing from the house and saw the front yard was empty. He said to himself, barely above a whisper, "It's not usually this quiet here." Slowly making his way to the front door, he knocked and after several minutes of no one answer he attempted to open the door and he did. When he walked in he saw the living room was dark, with no lights on and no one around. Putting his hands to his face he shouted up the stairs, "Um, Lincoln, Leni, Lucy, anyone!" Once again there was silence, so he walked up the steps to the equally dark and quiet upstairs. He made his way to the bedroom belonging to his best friend, but when he went to knock on the door, he felt an arm grab his left shoulder. Swiftly jumping around and screaming, he noticed it appeared to be Lincoln with his head held down. Wiping some sweat from his forehead, "Oh, phew, Lincoln. It's good to see you, buddy. I was worried something-." He stopped when Lincoln moved his head up to reveal his pale face, green eyes, and an open mouth with green liquid pouring out. Another screamed escaped him, "AHH! Lincoln, what happened to you?" When his friend tried to grab him, Clyde ducked down and rolled over to the left, crashing into the door to the youngest Louds, Lisa and Lily. As Lincoln turned and started coming towards him, he quickly got up and opened the door behind him. Once inside he shut the door, keeping Lincoln out. He sadly couldn't rest as he heard gurgling behind him and turned to see Lisa and Lily in the same state as Lincoln, with Lisa clutching a tape recorder in her left hand. The young scientist threw the device at the McBride kid, who barely caught it. As the pair approached, Clyde screamed again, and slammed open the door smacking Lincoln in the face and knocking him back, "Sorry, buddy." Rushing to the stairs he made a bee-line for the door, but as he got off the steps, he saw Luna and Lola, just like the other three Louds, coming out of the dining room and attempting to grab him. Summersalting he got past them and stopped in front of the front door, he jumped up and in one swift motion, he pulled the door open, jumped out and slammed the door behind him, stopping his pursers. Finally able to catch his breath he shouted, "What is going on in there!?" Looking down at the tape recorder still in his right hand, "Maybe this could tell me."

Pressing play on the device, he heard Lisa's voice come out of it frantically saying, "The failed experiment," she coughed, "has spread to the whole house." After two more coughs, the message continued, "The super cold even got to me. Luckily," another cough, "it only infects if one is directly hit by the fluid from one's mouth to another's." One more cough was heard, "Unfortunately, I was unable to get to the emergency an-" three more coughs sounded, "antidote before Leni got me. If anyone finds this then," another coughing fit came on, "go to my bunker, grabbed the vile labeled X-25 and mix it wi-" yet again a cough interrupted, "with cetrice liquid and the natural produced from the mammary glands of mammals." One more time the coughs came, before the message finished, "Street name Orange Juice and Milk. Then simply get it in our mouths." One last cough was heard before the sounds of very familiar gurgling occurred.