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Lincoln Loud in ; "Falling Loud".
A fan fiction in homage to "Falling Hare". A Looney Tunes short.
Written by GF.C. 05-020-2020

(Scene 1: Royal Wood's air base. We pan out across a large hanger of planes, and zoom in on a sign which states; "Welcome to the Royal Woods Air Show and Tour. Tickets on Sale from 3 PM to 7 PM".
We continue to pan across till we come to a street leading into the base. From there we see Lynn Sr. and Lincoln Loud along with 3 smaller "Lincolns" whom were referred to as "The Loudlets", Willon, Dillon and Punkin' Loud. As they get closer to the base, Dillon Loud jumps up and down with joy. on Lincoln's head.)

Dillon: OH BOY! OH BOY! OH BOY!

Lincoln Loud: Ow! Ow! Ow! Dillon!!!

Willon: C'mon Linc. You can't blame him for being a little excited. We're excited too.

Lincoln: Ok. It's strange how my sisters and mom didn't want to come along too. Lana would've loved to look at all the mechanical structures of the planes, and mom could tell lots of stories about how she used to fly.

Punkin: Yeah. Strange in deed.
(We cut briefly back to the Loud's living room and we see the 10 sisters along with Rita in casts, hooked up to IV's and heart rate monitors.)

Rita and the Sisters in unison (accept for Lynn Jr. who's in a complete body cast): STUPID LOUDLETS!
Lily Loud: (angrily blows a raspberry) Poo! Poo!

(cut back to Lynn Sr. turning into the base's parking lot.)

Lynn Sr. : Well boys here we are. The Royal Woods air base.

(Willon, Dillon and Punkin' run towards the window where they step on Lincoln's legs in the process. Their eyes light up as they drive by various planes.)
WDP: OOoooooooh. AAAaaahhh.

Lincoln Loud: ( clenching his teeth) Please get off of my legs.

WDP: Ok. (they hop off Lincoln's legs and get back into their seats.)

Lynn Sr: (finds a parking spot.)Have a great time boys.

Lincoln: Wait a minute dad. You're not coming with us?

Lynn Sr: Nah. After we went to an air show here last time, I've been having some really bad head aches.
Besides your little cousins really want to go.

(The Triplets do puppy eyes. Lincoln sighs)

Lincoln: Ok. But stay close to me guys.

WDP: (Salute Lincoln, but secretly have their fingers crossed)
(As Willon, Dillon and Punkin' get out of the car, Lincoln begins to persue them, but falls over suddenly. )

Lincoln Loud: Oof! What the?! (looks and sees that the lases of his shoes were tied together.)

Lincoln Loud: (with an annoyed look on his face) figures.

(Lincoln Loud unties his shoes and heads off in to the air field. While there he purchases 4 tickets and some snacks. After the air show, they explore the hangar.)

Punkin: WHooo-Hooo. That was amazing.

Willon: Yeah! When those jets did both a barrel roll and a dive I thought they were going to crash, but then Blammo! They pulled up and kicked butt!

Dillon: (imitates a jet noise and runs around Lincoln and his brothers.)

Lincoln: (covering his ears while holding an ice pack on his head) Please Dillon not so loud. Oooo

Punkin: (is gopspacked when he sees a huge fighter plane)

(Willon and Dillon also join in. Lincoln notices this and dawns a pair of glasses, a tie and a motorboard [a graduation] hat and steps in front of the plane.)

Lincoln: (smartly) Ah yes the TB 1000 X Bolo. It's the world's largest plane that served in the Royal Woods War in porting food and water to soilders as well as mail.
(he continues rambling, while Punkin' motions Willon and Dillon to board the plane. Cause they were board of hearing him talking.)

Lincoln: And that's why this plane's so famous... (looks and sees that the Loudlets are gone and his eyes bug out a bit.) Huh?! Fellas? Willon, Dillon, Punkin'! (he stops and hears giggling coming form inside the TB1000 X Bolo)

Lincoln : Oh no! They couldn't be... (he steps into the plane and his jaw hits the floor as he sees the trio fiddling around with the controls of the plane.)

(Willon, Dillon and Punkin' play around with the buttons.)
Punkin: Wheeee!!!! This is more fun than a shooting range.

Dillon: Or chasing squirrels with hammers.

Lincoln: (yelling) HEY ! GET A WAY FROM THERE!!!

Dillon Loud: (looks and sees that the ignition keys are in the engine. He looks at the camera with a sly look on his face. and turns it.)

(the engine revs up)

Lincoln: (freezes) Oh no....
(The plane takes off at a sharp angle causing Lincoln to slide back and literally splatter against the wall. He manages to peel himself off and crawl across the floor.) Must... Get... To... Control Room.
(The plane then goes horizontal causing Lincon to smash head first into the Control Room's door, making his head go into his body. He then pops it back out and has a dazed expression on his face while stars whirl around his head.)

Lincoln: Ooooooo.

(As the plane flies, Willon, Dillon and Punkin' are having a blast. Mean while in the back, Lincoln was calling them in a soothing manner, all while holding a wrench behind his back.)

Lincoln: Willon. Dillon. Punkin'. It's your cousin Lincoln. Where are you? (he lifts up some cloth.)

(Punkin' Loud sneaks up behind him, kicks him in the butt and hides. He pops out from behind a crate to razz Lincoln.)

Punkin': Haahhahaha hah ha ha.

(Lincoln fuming, takes the wrench and throws it at Punkin, but it manages to make break a lantern. Punkin' sticks his head out and sticks his tongue out at Lincoln.)

Lincoln: (now all red with anger from head to toe revs back getting ready to charge the Yellow clad runt. He closes his eyes, as he revs up his feet. )

(Punkin' Loud casually opens a door, as Lincoln charges, but Dillon uses a rotating stool and sends Lincoln out one of the side doors.)

(As Lincoln Loud charges, he looks down and sees that he's suspended in mid air. He freezes and briefly turns into a "Dumb Bunny".)

(Lincoln falls, but mananges to flap his arms at a rapid pace and jets back to get inside the plane, but no sooner has he done that, he slips and slides on some banana peels. We see Willon and Punkin' eating the bananas, which create a trail to the right side of the plane's door opened. )

Lincoln: WHOA! WHOA! EEEEK! (is sent out the door) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!

(Willon and Punkin' close the door and are just about to walk away, when they hear frantic banging.)

(Willon and Punkin' open the door and look out, only to see nothing. However, it turns out that Lincoln was clinging to the door for dear life as he has a terrified expression on his face as his heart pounds with "4F" labeled on it)

Punkin: Willon, do you hear a thumping noise?

Willon: It's probably just some tools in the back. Now where did cousin Lincoln go?

Dillon: (still driving the plane) He's probably street pizza by now.

(Both Willon and Dillon give the "Wait a Second" look to each other, and see that Lincoln's clinged to the door. Dillon gives off a sly expression, reaches into his pants, pulls out a large spatula,sticks it behind Lincoln and prys him off of the door, only to have Lincoln slam into the back of the plane in a shape of a quarter and roll flat on the bomb drop.)

Willon: ( grabs "BOMB Release" lever ) Goin' down, Loud? (pulls the lever and Lincoln drops downward but dangles from his legs by a wire)

(The plane then swings towards two mountains with a very narrow space. Lincoln's eyes bug out of his skull. He zips up back into the plane, removes Dillon from the steering wheel and manages to turn the plane just before it crashed.)

(inside Willon, Dillon and Punkin' fan Lincoln who was breathing heavily. But they can't celebrate just yet, for the plane begins to nose dive straight down. The plane goes faster, and faster towards the ground)

Lincoln Loud: ( looks out side and turns white as his hair as he passes out.)

(Willon, Dillon and Punkin' are filing their nails)

(The plane continues to plummet. The wings tear off. Lincoln sees this, lets out a "yelp" and literally melts down in his seat. The Loudlets are just chill, playing cards.)

( The plane beings to get closer to Earth. Lincoln peers out again as his whole body turns green and makes a "I"m going to throw up" face. The Loudlets play with Yo-Yos)

(Almost towards the earth, we see Lincoln spinning around in the window. As he's upside down, he screams)

Lincoln: EEK! AH! OH! EEK ! AH! OH! EEK! AH! OHHHH!!

(The Loudlets decide that Lincoln's had enough, put on parachutes, pick him up and all 4 of them jump out of the plane. Well, 3 jumped, Dillon just dropped Lincoln.)

(Lincoln screams as he plummets towards the air base's ground, while The Loudlets open their chutes. The plane crashes dead center, as the 3 gently float downward. With lightening speed, they fix up the TB 1000 X Bolo as good as new. Lincoln however lands straight to the ground in the shape of a literal pizza)

Lincoln Loud: Owwww.

(No sooner had they finished two Militant men show up.)

Soilder#1: Jerry! Did you leave your keys in the iginition of yet another vechicle? Again?!
Soilder #2: Daaah, no Harold. I only left them in that plane right there.
Soilder #1: (face palms)

(The two soilders take notice of the Loudlets and Lincoln)
Harold: Say. The four of your didn't just take this plane on a joy ride, did you?

Jerry: Duh, yeah; that would be bad.

The Loudlets: (giving off the most innocent faces you've seen, as Lincoln is seen dazed and twitching on the floor.) Why no sir.

Harold: (giggles) Ok. Carry on ya little scamps. (notices Lincoln, still flat on the ground) And, uh... is your little friend alright there? He looks like he's seen death more than once.

Dillon : Oh, our cousin'll be fine.
Willon: He just needs some bed rest.
Punkin': (saluting) sirs.

(both the Loudlets and the soilders giggle. We cut back to Vanzilla driving at night. We see Lynn Sr. driving back to the Loud house)

Lynn Sr: So, did you guys have an "air-mazing" time at the air show?

Dillon: Oh, yes. In fact, we're just "plane" crazy about it.

Lynn Sr: And Lincoln, did you have a wonderful time too?

(Lincoln Loud makes airplane noises, laughs maniacally and takes out a mallet and starts hitting himself in the head with it.)

Punkin': He's had a great time Uncle Lynn. In fact you might he's up in the air.

(All four giggle as Vanzilla drives off in the distance an iris out)

End.

Description
Lincoln Loud in ; "Falling Loud".
A fan fiction in homage to "Falling Hare". A Looney Tunes short.
Written by GF.C. 05-020-2020

(Scene 1: Royal Wood's air base. We pan out across a large hanger of planes, and zoom in on a sign which states; "Welcome to the Royal Woods Air Show and Tour. Tickets on Sale from 3 PM to 7 PM".
We continue to pan across till we come to a street leading into the base. From there we see Lynn Sr. and Lincoln Loud along with 3 smaller "Lincolns" whom were referred to as "The Loudlets", Willon, Dillon and Punkin' Loud. As they get closer to the base, Dillon Loud jumps up and down with joy. on Lincoln's head.)

Dillon: OH BOY! OH BOY! OH BOY!

Lincoln Loud: Ow! Ow! Ow! Dillon!!!

Willon: C'mon Linc. You can't blame him for being a little excited. We're excited too.

Lincoln: Ok. It's strange how my sisters and mom didn't want to come along too. Lana would've loved to look at all the mechanical structures of the planes, and mom could tell lots of stories about how she used to fly.

Punkin: Yeah. Strange in deed.
(We cut briefly back to the Loud's living room and we see the 10 sisters along with Rita in casts, hooked up to IV's and heart rate monitors.)

Rita and the Sisters in unison (accept for Lynn Jr. who's in a complete body cast): STUPID LOUDLETS!
Lily Loud: (angrily blows a raspberry) Poo! Poo!

(cut back to Lynn Sr. turning into the base's parking lot.)

Lynn Sr. : Well boys here we are. The Royal Woods air base.

(Willon, Dillon and Punkin' run towards the window where they step on Lincoln's legs in the process. Their eyes light up as they drive by various planes.)
WDP: OOoooooooh. AAAaaahhh.

Lincoln Loud: ( clenching his teeth) Please get off of my legs.

WDP: Ok. (they hop off Lincoln's legs and get back into their seats.)

Lynn Sr: (finds a parking spot.)Have a great time boys.

Lincoln: Wait a minute dad. You're not coming with us?

Lynn Sr: Nah. After we went to an air show here last time, I've been having some really bad head aches.
Besides your little cousins really want to go.

(The Triplets do puppy eyes. Lincoln sighs)

Lincoln: Ok. But stay close to me guys.

WDP: (Salute Lincoln, but secretly have their fingers crossed)
(As Willon, Dillon and Punkin' get out of the car, Lincoln begins to persue them, but falls over suddenly. )

Lincoln Loud: Oof! What the?! (looks and sees that the lases of his shoes were tied together.)

Lincoln Loud: (with an annoyed look on his face) figures.

(Lincoln Loud unties his shoes and heads off in to the air field. While there he purchases 4 tickets and some snacks. After the air show, they explore the hangar.)

Punkin: WHooo-Hooo. That was amazing.

Willon: Yeah! When those jets did both a barrel roll and a dive I thought they were going to crash, but then Blammo! They pulled up and kicked butt!

Dillon: (imitates a jet noise and runs around Lincoln and his brothers.)

Lincoln: (covering his ears while holding an ice pack on his head) Please Dillon not so loud. Oooo

Punkin: (is gopspacked when he sees a huge fighter plane)

(Willon and Dillon also join in. Lincoln notices this and dawns a pair of glasses, a tie and a motorboard [a graduation] hat and steps in front of the plane.)

Lincoln: (smartly) Ah yes the TB 1000 X Bolo. It's the world's largest plane that served in the Royal Woods War in porting food and water to soilders as well as mail.
(he continues rambling, while Punkin' motions Willon and Dillon to board the plane. Cause they were board of hearing him talking.)

Lincoln: And that's why this plane's so famous... (looks and sees that the Loudlets are gone and his eyes bug out a bit.) Huh?! Fellas? Willon, Dillon, Punkin'! (he stops and hears giggling coming form inside the TB1000 X Bolo)

Lincoln : Oh no! They couldn't be... (he steps into the plane and his jaw hits the floor as he sees the trio fiddling around with the controls of the plane.)

(Willon, Dillon and Punkin' play around with the buttons.)
Punkin: Wheeee!!!! This is more fun than a shooting range.

Dillon: Or chasing squirrels with hammers.

Lincoln: (yelling) HEY ! GET A WAY FROM THERE!!!

Dillon Loud: (looks and sees that the ignition keys are in the engine. He looks at the camera with a sly look on his face. and turns it.)

(the engine revs up)

Lincoln: (freezes) Oh no....
(The plane takes off at a sharp angle causing Lincoln to slide back and literally splatter against the wall. He manages to peel himself off and crawl across the floor.) Must... Get... To... Control Room.
(The plane then goes horizontal causing Lincon to smash head first into the Control Room's door, making his head go into his body. He then pops it back out and has a dazed expression on his face while stars whirl around his head.)

Lincoln: Ooooooo.

(As the plane flies, Willon, Dillon and Punkin' are having a blast. Mean while in the back, Lincoln was calling them in a soothing manner, all while holding a wrench behind his back.)

Lincoln: Willon. Dillon. Punkin'. It's your cousin Lincoln. Where are you? (he lifts up some cloth.)

(Punkin' Loud sneaks up behind him, kicks him in the butt and hides. He pops out from behind a crate to razz Lincoln.)

Punkin': Haahhahaha hah ha ha.

(Lincoln fuming, takes the wrench and throws it at Punkin, but it manages to make break a lantern. Punkin' sticks his head out and sticks his tongue out at Lincoln.)

Lincoln: (now all red with anger from head to toe revs back getting ready to charge the Yellow clad runt. He closes his eyes, as he revs up his feet. )

(Punkin' Loud casually opens a door, as Lincoln charges, but Dillon uses a rotating stool and sends Lincoln out one of the side doors.)

(As Lincoln Loud charges, he looks down and sees that he's suspended in mid air. He freezes and briefly turns into a "Dumb Bunny".)

(Lincoln falls, but mananges to flap his arms at a rapid pace and jets back to get inside the plane, but no sooner has he done that, he slips and slides on some banana peels. We see Willon and Punkin' eating the bananas, which create a trail to the right side of the plane's door opened. )

Lincoln: WHOA! WHOA! EEEEK! (is sent out the door) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!

(Willon and Punkin' close the door and are just about to walk away, when they hear frantic banging.)

(Willon and Punkin' open the door and look out, only to see nothing. However, it turns out that Lincoln was clinging to the door for dear life as he has a terrified expression on his face as his heart pounds with "4F" labeled on it)

Punkin: Willon, do you hear a thumping noise?

Willon: It's probably just some tools in the back. Now where did cousin Lincoln go?

Dillon: (still driving the plane) He's probably street pizza by now.

(Both Willon and Dillon give the "Wait a Second" look to each other, and see that Lincoln's clinged to the door. Dillon gives off a sly expression, reaches into his pants, pulls out a large spatula,sticks it behind Lincoln and prys him off of the door, only to have Lincoln slam into the back of the plane in a shape of a quarter and roll flat on the bomb drop.)

Willon: ( grabs "BOMB Release" lever ) Goin' down, Loud? (pulls the lever and Lincoln drops downward but dangles from his legs by a wire)

(The plane then swings towards two mountains with a very narrow space. Lincoln's eyes bug out of his skull. He zips up back into the plane, removes Dillon from the steering wheel and manages to turn the plane just before it crashed.)

(inside Willon, Dillon and Punkin' fan Lincoln who was breathing heavily. But they can't celebrate just yet, for the plane begins to nose dive straight down. The plane goes faster, and faster towards the ground)

Lincoln Loud: ( looks out side and turns white as his hair as he passes out.)

(Willon, Dillon and Punkin' are filing their nails)

(The plane continues to plummet. The wings tear off. Lincoln sees this, lets out a "yelp" and literally melts down in his seat. The Loudlets are just chill, playing cards.)

( The plane beings to get closer to Earth. Lincoln peers out again as his whole body turns green and makes a "I"m going to throw up" face. The Loudlets play with Yo-Yos)

(Almost towards the earth, we see Lincoln spinning around in the window. As he's upside down, he screams)

Lincoln: EEK! AH! OH! EEK ! AH! OH! EEK! AH! OHHHH!!

(The Loudlets decide that Lincoln's had enough, put on parachutes, pick him up and all 4 of them jump out of the plane. Well, 3 jumped, Dillon just dropped Lincoln.)

(Lincoln screams as he plummets towards the air base's ground, while The Loudlets open their chutes. The plane crashes dead center, as the 3 gently float downward. With lightening speed, they fix up the TB 1000 X Bolo as good as new. Lincoln however lands straight to the ground in the shape of a literal pizza)

Lincoln Loud: Owwww.

(No sooner had they finished two Militant men show up.)

Soilder#1: Jerry! Did you leave your keys in the iginition of yet another vechicle? Again?!
Soilder #2: Daaah, no Harold. I only left them in that plane right there.
Soilder #1: (face palms)

(The two soilders take notice of the Loudlets and Lincoln)
Harold: Say. The four of your didn't just take this plane on a joy ride, did you?

Jerry: Duh, yeah; that would be bad.

The Loudlets: (giving off the most innocent faces you've seen, as Lincoln is seen dazed and twitching on the floor.) Why no sir.

Harold: (giggles) Ok. Carry on ya little scamps. (notices Lincoln, still flat on the ground) And, uh... is your little friend alright there? He looks like he's seen death more than once.

Dillon : Oh, our cousin'll be fine.
Willon: He just needs some bed rest.
Punkin': (saluting) sirs.

(both the Loudlets and the soilders giggle. We cut back to Vanzilla driving at night. We see Lynn Sr. driving back to the Loud house)

Lynn Sr: So, did you guys have an "air-mazing" time at the air show?

Dillon: Oh, yes. In fact, we're just "plane" crazy about it.

Lynn Sr: And Lincoln, did you have a wonderful time too?

(Lincoln Loud makes airplane noises, laughs maniacally and takes out a mallet and starts hitting himself in the head with it.)

Punkin': He's had a great time Uncle Lynn. In fact you might he's up in the air.

(All four giggle as Vanzilla drives off in the distance an iris out)

End.