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The epilogue based on Nosferatu676's Lincoln's Valentines

Nine months later after the Loud Sister's passionate night of the romantic tutoring of Lincoln on the virtues of Valentine chocolates and sisterly "rewards". Life in the Loud House has returned to normal. Mostly. A jovial and familiar scene plays out in the family dining room. It's November and Thanksgiving in the Loud House home! Sisters and family gather around, a turkey sits in the middle of the table and the sisters are laughing and joking with one another along with the parents. Painted smiles adorn their faces as they laugh and pass around dishes. Lana is trying her best to keep her pet frog Hops from jumping on the table, Lori is helping Leni with her plate, Luna is using bread sticks as drum sticks nodding her head to a jam, Luan is laughing after telling a joke, Lucy is arguing with Lynn about the broccoli's feelings, Lola is bragging about her last pageant win and Lisa is counting the peas on her plate. Only Lily seems actually happy high in her high chair, mushy carrots and mashed potatoes with gravy on her plate.

"Calm down girls, don't crowd the table! Everyone gets a piece!"

"You've got a beautiful bird there honey! And the turkey looks pretty good too!" The family laughs at their father's joke.

"You made the turkey dear and you make the same joke every time!" Rita laughs back, keeping tears from falling.

"Turkey deer? I just see a turkey?"

"There's no deer, Leni, just turkey." Lori smiles nervously

"I know someone who's getting hit with a drumstick!"

"I think you're in love with this turkey, dear!"

"Don't worry, you're the only turkey I'm in love with honey!"

"So there's deer and honey? Where is it? Inside the turkey?"

"No Leni, there's no deer-"

"Pass the potatoes!"

"Oh I'll pass the potatoes alright, food fight!"

"No fighting! I hope you kids appreciate the time I put into this meal!"

"Pass the gravy here, Luna!"

"Here comes the gravy boat, Love, exciting and new! Here comes the Gravy Boat! Come aboard, were expecting you!" Luna sings back passing the gravy to Lana.

The sisters continue to talk and laugh over each other with forced smiles, avoiding eye contact with the one member sitting at the end of the table, a sour look on his face. Staring down at his empty plate.

"H-hey! How about we say grace!"

"OOH! OOH! I want to say grace! Rub a dub dub, thanks for the grub! Yay God!"

"Be serious Luan."

"Will you say grace, dear?"

"OK! Rub a dub dub, thanks for the grub! Yay God!"

"How about we all say what're we thankful for first? I'm thankful for, thankful for Lori being here before she moves!"

"I'm going to miss you too Luna."

"Not me!"

"Don't joke around Junior, you all are going to miss your sister!"

"I'm thankful for the mall! And Mrs. Carmichael for letting me keep my job! And Lori lending me her clothes, she was going to burn it all away, can you believe that?!"

"I'm thankful for Linc-I mean, I-I'm thankful for, for Linc-For Lincoln, not going to,-" Luan stutters and looks down at her plate keeping her smile on as her eyes water. Luna just rubs her back shushing her.

"H-How about Lincoln! Lincoln! What are you thankful for?"

The rest of the family look a the end of the table at Lincoln with smiles spread their widest. The strain of it being the most pain they endured during the last several months. Lincoln hasn't moved from his spot or bothered putting food on his plate at all, sulkily looking up with a glare.

"I'm not going to pretend my sisters didn't rape me."

The family just goes back to filling their plates with food and continue eating in silence.

Alternate ending to Nosferatu676's Lincoln's Chocolates parody ending

"H-hey! How about we say grace!"

"OOH! OOH! I want to say grace! Rub a dub dub, thanks for the grub! Yay God!"

"Be serious Luan."

"Will you say grace, dear?"

"OK! Rub a dub dub, thanks for the grub! Yay God!"

"How about we all say what're we thankful for first? I'm thankful for, thankful for Lori being here before she moves!"

"I'm going to miss you too Luna."

"Not me!"

"Don't joke around Jr. You all are going to miss your sister!"

"I'm thankful for the mall! And Mrs. Carmichael for letting me keep my job when I needed time off! And for Doctor Linnaeus who was super nice with everything. And Lori for lending me her clothes, she was going to burn it all away, can you believe that?! And mom for lending me her clothes"

"We get it Leni."

"I'm thankful for Lincoln not calling the FBI on us, Ha Ha Ha, geddit?-" Luan laughs along with everyone, Luna just shaking her head.

"H-How about Lincoln! Lincoln! What are you thankful for?"

The rest of the family look a the end of the table at Lincoln with smiles spread their widest. The strain of it being the most pain they endured during the last several months. Lincoln hasn't moved from his spot or bothered putting food on his plate at all, sulkily looking up with a glare.

"I'm not going to pretend my sisters didn't r-." A loud SMACK was heard as Lincoln was interrupted with mashed potatoes to the face. Five other gurgling babies in high chairs sat surrounding him, laughing and making a mess as Lincoln sighs and cleans his face before helping the new additions to the family. Wearing onesies dirty from the food. Its like looking at the older sisters as babies again. They're even color coded. Loan in a blue onesie like her mother used to wear. Liena in a small seafoam green dress designed by her mother Leni. Lyra in a purple shirt too big for her but tied up in knots to fit her better, Luna, her mom's old shirts. Hair combed neatly and adorned with a bow. Liby in a yellow plaid onesie matching her mother's dress. Lacy in a red jersey made for babies with the name LYNN #1 on it.

"You want to try that again, dear?" The parents were the least amused but this was a holiday. They're not going to be that hard on their son as long as he cleans up after their grandchildren.

"Yeah, I'm thankful for being a dad before being a teenage dad. That would be the worst." Lincoln just drops sarcastically as he's wiping the faces of his children and helping them eat.

"Save it for your therapy sessions, Lincoln, that's what we pay her for. You have to take responsibility yourself now you know." The family just goes back to ignoring Lincoln and return to their food. Not leaving much to Lincoln if he was going to continue being a crybaby, you reap what you sow after all.

"What's for dessert?"

"Lincoln baked a pie."

"What kind of pie?"

"Chocolate!"

Lincoln looks back up in horror at his mistake. He sees more disappointed looks from his parents, but it wasn't his fault this time, there were no fruits to make for the pie! The sisters just give Lincoln a half lidded smirk as they finish their plates.

"I think we're ready for the pie now..."

A/N From Nosferatu676's Lincoln's Valentines story. Highly recommended if no one has read it yet. Special Thanks goes to BluePerson2021 for the help. Stories on here will be updated irregularly sorry.