*The crowd boos and the mascot looks on with grief* Rama: *Narrates* Soon enough, the Daisy Hill Daisies hit the ball each time, thus beating the Squirrels.īaseball Announcer: Hated that Cossack dance. Rama: *Narrates* Lynn winds up and pitches, but the opposing batter slams it out of the park.īaseball Announcer: Ooh! Looks like the softball gods did not love that Cossack dance. Lynn: *doing a Cossack dance* Hutta-hut! Hutta-hut! Hutta-hut!īaseball Announcer: Hey, Pep, you believe there’s anything to these kinds of superstitions?īaseball Announcer: Well, here’s the windup and the pitch. She lifts her leg, turns her cap, tosses some dirt over her shoulder, and pats her right cheek.īaseball Announcer: Loud is performing her signature good luck rituals. She then starts doing some things to prepare for her pitch. Lynn waves to the people and her family and they all root for her. Rama: *Narrates* The crowd cheers for Lynn. Could this be another shutout for star pitcher Lynn Loud? Isn’t it, Pep?īaseball Announcer: It’s the bottom of the ninth with the Royal Woods Squirrels up 3-nothing. The mascot comes out onto the field and does a somersault.īaseball Announcer: Well, it’s a beautiful day at the park. Rama: *Narrates* I’m acquiesced and is at the game with my family and Bobby in the bleachers. Lynn: *holding her bat threateningly* Sure you won’t reconsider? Lincoln: That’s because I was supporting six other sisters at their things. My team has won our last six games, and you’re the only member of this family who hasn’t come out to support me. *to Lynn* Actually, Lynn, I’ve got some important business to attend to. Lynn: Hey, Lincoln! You’re coming to my softball game today, right? Rama: *Narrates* Suddenly, Lynn appeared from nowhere in front of me as she asked me a question. lynn loud lily loud alternate story based on true story no such luck backstories au Reblogs are appreciated to enjoy backstory lincoln loud the loud house lana loud leni loud lynn loud sr. I’m wrestlin’ my first 200-pounder, and I can’t take any chances. Lana: Uh…maybe you shouldn’t come after all. Leni: *pulls Lana away from Lincoln paranoid* “Don’t invite Lincoln! He could make your alligator trip, or jam its zipper, or break a heel! Lana: Hey, Linc, you coming to my alligator-wrestling match? Rama: *Narrates* But suddenly, Lana then pounces and hogties me… Rama: *Narrates* Later, i decided to watch something on TV.

Leni: *gasps* The horror! Maybe you should sit this one out. By the way, Leni, I’d love to go to your fashion show, but I’d hate if i make you trip, or jam a zipper, or break a heel… Lincoln: *Snapped out* Huh? *Looks at Leni* Y-yeah, i’m okay. Lynn: Yeah-huh, you are! Which is why I’m banning you from all future games. Lincoln: Oh, come on, Lynn! That is absolutely… *Realizes in shock* …true. Lynn: *jumps in, paranoid* Leni! No! He’ll ruin your fashion show just like he ruined my winning streak! HE’S BAD LUCK! Leni: *with her hair all curled* Lincoln! Are you coming to my charity fashion show? It’s for a great cause: oysters without pearls. Rama: We arrived back at our house… At kitchen, i’m having snack, just like my breakfast and reading my comic book, until… *does her Cossack dance again* Hutta-hut! Hutta-hut! Hutta-hut! Lynn: Now scram! I have to make things right with the softball gods. Lynn: My team has been dominating all season, then the one time you show up, we lose! 😠 Lynn: *holding a rotten banana peel* Stay back! You’re bad luck! *tosses the peel at Lincoln.*

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