loud house lincoln death fanfiction

She was ecstatic and lively and contagious and… hopeful. Lincoln finally decided to stop manipulating his sisters and tries to be nice, but his sisters still treated him like dirt. Takes place after no such luck. They looked at each other, their nervous glances reluctantly meeting. Lori felt like she was the only one that was mad. Three patrol cars and an ambulance had arrived five minutes later, and voicemail had been sent to the loud parents. Her mind was lost and her joy was shattered. It took a minute of self-reflection for her to feel like an idiot for the second time. Not to us, not to her. The color would still be visible as it seeped into her nightgown and her bed sheets. Here Lincoln was, pulling everyone out of their ordinary lives and placing them back with a fresh grievance. It was a scratch but her pride was the one thing that was truly wounded. The Lieutenant told the parents that Lincoln was found in France inside a church. Needles were placed on Lincoln's cheeks, chest, and hands to get blood inside him. Her eyes lingered through the scapes of the walls and frolicked around nothingness. cjrules10576 Aug 28, 2019. Lucy and Lisa by themselves. She looked at Lynn one last time, making sure she was asleep. The father was in the back, dragging himself along, watching as his daughters effortlessly carried his son away. She never knew where he was getting all that money, but she would've easily traded it all for Lincoln. But that wasn't helping. She was usually carefree and joyful but how can she be that when Lincoln, the one thing that made her happy, was gone? The carpet grew colder and she slowly approached the empty room. Her mind ran ahead of her. The Loud House - Echo Canyon (Simpsons Reference) Only 5 Louds are featured here in this fanfic, (Lincoln, Lana, Lily, Lynn Sr. & Rita) to match The Simpsons family. Her bloody rushed quickly and normally, but her chest ached. She said with a giggle. She brought a curious hand to her cheeks and felt the water run down the side of her face. But in reality, the two men were sentimental. Her balled fist loosened and her vain faded. Heartless. They curled up in bed, looking at an empty space and waited. But thanks to the World War, business picked up and things have been going back to normal. His prepubescent chuckles and yelps brought an autumn warmth to Luan's heart. He remembered with a smile just a few weeks ago when his plan to get the sweet spot had completely failed, ending up in a similar situation. He held it was care and guilt. After leaving the ceremony, the day felt normal, ordinary, natural. Everything came alive again. At that point everyone huddled up at the front door, looking for answers. She didn't want her older sister to feel this way too. She forgot. She didn't know what to do with this new feeling. Her eyes would close and her heart would soar with peace as she pressed his warm face against her loving chest. But most importantly, they foolishly waited for Lincoln to barge through the door with that same, glowing smile of his. She growled and wiped her wet hands on her apron. His voice was faint and echoey. There was an actual body in the casket. He faked his death, ran and spent eleven years away from his loving and grieving family. This Frank guy can go fuck himself. Lori laughed on the inside. A thin line at first, but then the blood would start oozing out. A little closer. She got up, the bed creaking loudly, and walked out of her room. She just wanted a way for the pain to leave, but she couldn't let herself have that simple satisfaction. Her kids probably remembered, they were there. Just to see him for a minute. She made sure the blade was up on the right side. After a long case of writer's block and finishing up school, I'm back with a new fanfiction. She wanted Lincoln. Her hands stopped shaking. Her mind ached and her heart was torn. Damn, Rita cried and really made a scene. (Lincoln is in his room reading a comic. And another is fanon Lincoln because the fans use him to flanderize to be an egdy boy and he think his sisters hates him. All her sisters looked at her like she was dying, and she wanted to, but she was just crying. She fell to the ground and whined. A clouded memory of Lincoln ran through her mind. What were those again? Lucy then started to talk to the other sisters. Lincoln's head tilted sideways, like a curious puppy. Whenever Lucy was bored, that was the little routine she'd pull off. Fred? The one he loved so much. A little closer. Lori and Lincoln are on a golf field. "I am." She was awake and living in hell. Burying a body under Lincoln's name. Her mistakes and wicked actions ran through her mind, but she stopped at a man she remembered. She hardly talked to him, but his face was recognizable, his name wasn't. Lincoln then finds out about a little secret his siblings were hiding and got the worst end of the stick She imaged that everyone did. But she wouldn't mind, as long as he didn't let go. Lucy was crying through quick gasps of air. She was trying to sooth Luna with shushes, but it wasn't helping. Everyone does it once in a while. A sudden wave of anguish washed over him and before he knew it, the father had silently apologized to Lily. Lincoln was the only one that was gentle to her. The Lieutenant and a couple men were a good distance away, their heads hung as they silently prayed. Over and done. Her mind was shrouded in a cloud of confusion and despair. The eldest man brought a fist to his lips and cleared his throat. Leni whined. It was Lincoln. She wasn't. Leni couldn't simply disappear. He didn't want to convince himself that his son was dead, he simply refused. She's awake, Lucy assured herself. She needed Lincoln, but he was gone too. This funeral was beyond your average, conventional funeral. "Luan," he called out. Just In. The children were just like before. Lynn was sleeping, Lucy thought at first, but then argued. She reached for her back and unzipped the dress, all its weight falling off of her and down to the cold floor. Their world was crashing around them as the feeling of a tight, ominous grip squeezed their hearts. She'd consider herself beyond stoic if she didn't cry once in her lifetime, but she didn't see it happening so soon. For happy memories, maybe? It was a nice sunny day when the Louds were sadly informed, by a lean and tough man named Lieutenant Oz, that Lincoln was found dead. The two eldest sisters curled in their beds and made themselves as little as possible. Her noisy sniffles gave her feeling away. At some point, Luna's legs grew heavy. Her back melted and fused with the world. Lincoln was gone. Whatdoyouwant? She was a little mad at this guy, but whatever. A ghostly weight was pressing her down, dragging her soul down to hell. But she couldn't. I'm glad of how to story played out, but more importantly, i'm happy that all of you enjoyed both parts! Lucy: I got something to confess. Lucy felt like an idiot. His words would be scornful and blunt. He ran around the sun, the grass tickling his feet. (It's snowing at the Loud House while cold winds are breezing throughout the horizon and snowflakes are falling on the ground. Thing is that i'll have to be more careful around the house because of my chest, but I bet they wont be messing around. The dark approached from the corners of her eyes. She still couldn't tell, but she didn't care. (Luna enters.) Lynn sunk her sharp tooth into her lower lip as tears ran down her eyes. Waited for sleep, waited for hope and waited for the pain to go away. Because the Louds would've had nothing if it wasn't for him. I give credit to Smile.Huezera for story asisstance. Then sold my stuff. She thought of it but… it was repulsive. Whatever it was, she was scared. It was a kind of a final gift to Lincoln. So, where's Lincoln, she foolishly thought. The taste of iron blood eventually ran down her tongue. Whatdoyouwant?". That's what eleven years does to a person. Something funny. She talked about death and disparity with lightness because if she let her guard down once, then it'll hurt much more than the facade of owning up to it. What do I do at a time like this? Luna was broken. Lincoln blew himself up in an old abandoned factory at the far outskirts of the city. Not making even the slightest bit of sound. Loud House fic - Sleeping Like A Loud Premise: Lincoln is depressed when Lisa leaves for a few days and thinks the sisters don't trust him with Lily. What of it? She was merely inches away from her pale skin but she stopped herself. He turned around and looked at Luan, waiting for her to follow. LUNA: Hey dude. Her mother cried and wailed. All her sisters cried when they found out that most of their stuff had to be sold. She told the man to get the fuck of her property. A fanfic that took a month to complete, but i'm happy with the results of it. She hid her face in the palm of her hands. The other was a young man, smooth skin and baby cheeks. She was like a hero in a sense. For all his generosity, the least his family could do was give him a comfortable rest. The Louds were strong, a united force that was unbreakable as long as they stayed together. The eldest cop talked like he was reading off a script that was well engraved into his mind. Where am I? A nightmare? To hold and cherish him for a split second. Rita wanted to know what happened. The good news is that to make this a good Loud House Harem, I'm going to develop the romance between the Lincoln and his sisters and whatever other girl I'll add to the thing. Luan hoped that her sister was deep in sleep. It was extremely selfish and unimaginable, the empty days and hopelessness that the family had to go through, only to wind up back here. It had everything you needed to know about him: Reading that over and over was completely crushing. A massive pressure sat on her chest and her body felt numb. Lori noticed it too. That always brought color to Lucy's face. This is my very first fanfiction, I hope you enjoy it. At that moment, a raindrop fell on the wooden casket. • Classmates: "Oooooooo! There was no way she can act strong. I readed the fanfic! She was crying. More like Idiot, Liar, Bastard. Lincoln's face has changed so much over the years. Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy/Family - Chapters: 13 - Words: 25,338 - Reviews: 295 - Favs: 144 - Follows: 141 - Updated: 11/15/2019 - Published: 3/22/2017 - Status: Complete - id: 12415899 Trivia. They marched, not carrying Lincoln alone, but their burdens and sorrow. That would've bugged Lincoln all day. Deep down, she knew it wasn't because when she made it to that heavenly paradise, her whole life fully lived and Lincoln eagerly waiting to hear it all, Lincoln would be proud. No angelic tears for Lincoln Loud. To develop the romance without rushing it all in one chapter, I decided to create arcs for all the girls that Lincoln will have in his harem. Rita was furious. The cold steel burned her fingers. Classmate #3: "And there's a heart!" Lincoln said to the readers. at age 14 lincoln loud starts going through a goth phase. Lincoln ran around in circles. She flinched. At least, that's what the police told the Louds. The gravestone read: Lori read it again and again and again. There was no light in her eyes, just an empty, shocked face. There was a nicely folded American flag in the Lieutenant's hands. He was doing something. Major Character Death (42) Include Categories F/M (302) Gen (181) F/F (107) Multi (79) Other (44) M/M (25) Include Fandoms The Loud House (Cartoon) (658) Gravity Falls (12) Star vs. Lisa's face was frozen and stoic, much like the other three, but the fat tears that ran down her cheeks were truly her own. She tried to get up but couldn't. A rush of pure dread and sorrow ran through Lucy's body. Her chest was tight and breathing felt impossible. She knew what she was doing. She was calling for help, but she couldn't talk. But he wasn't here. Both mother and father took a random spot on the wall and stared. She couldn't tell if Luna saw her leave or not but it didn't matter. She would bury her cheeks into his soft hair and get lost in his blissful smile. She hoped that wasn't too much to ask for. Lincoln was sitting on his house's entry, watching his sisters practically fight to the death for a good place in the van. The ceremony was vacant, leaving the Louds to mourn with peace and quiet. They slithered up to their rooms and to their beds in utter silence, as if a gentle glass would break by the sounds of their rough voices. Maybe if Lincoln knew Lily like this, he wouldn't have let go so easily. She gripped her fist and a vain boldy presented itself. It ran down the side of the slick casket and disappeared. The man was dressed in his green, sharp uniform with ribbons sprayed on his chest. Her gaze was ghostly, seeing through everything. And for what? Though, no one knows why he didn't change his last name. Lynn loosened up his black tie and tossed the matching hat off his bolding head. "Oh hey. Her ultimate fear would be her symbol. The Lieutenant called Lincoln a brave, strong and honest soldier, one like no other, but that was a lie. Yeah right, what true friend doesn't show up to his other friend's funeral. At least, that's how it sounded like. But how do you calm down a calm person? They didn't look at each other or talked to each other. Morning at the Loud House, in the kitchen: Lincoln: Sweet, there's still two toaster puffs. Just a single drop, like a tear from an angle. France? The cold steel in her palm stung a bit. The sky was suddenly replaced by grey clouds. Off-Screen Announcer: Oh, how long will this rampage continue? He looked different. It eventually comes out, and it's a sloppy joe with a note on it.] She would walk in and he would instantly notice. It wasn't easy, you know, going to Lincoln's funeral. They didn't know how the little goth would've reacted, so they tried to calm her down before any happened. So, for his sake, that was the first and last time she cut herself. It was Lynn, Luna, and Lori that managed to keep a straight face. The parents were much more wrinkly and bent. FINALLY!! Losing Him is a The Loud House fanfic by TvFan2244.. After events of "No Such Luck" Lincoln is treated by his whole family as a living talisman. Lincoln: "What?! Luan was lying down on her side, her bed was absorbing and soothing her in a hug of warmth. She repeated, quietly. The wet grass scratched her knees and the cold wind brushed against her back, somewhat supporting her and telling her to push on. In actuality, Lincoln was a weak, lying coward. A meaningless dream? Ugh, just thinking about it made their stomachs turn. She remembered crying only once in her entire life and it was all Lynn's doing. So, she let her heart cry for a second and then tricked the sorrow. Lincoln worried about his sister too much for his own good but for Leni the most. They managed to walk through fire and still come out kicking. X-overs 37. The end. He's Irreplaceable (The Loud House) Fanfiction. The 10 sisters, Lori, Leni, Luna, Luan, Lynn Jr, Lucy, Lana, Lola, Lisa, and Lily Loud, were all in an argument. Lucy looked to her side and saw Lynn, her back was towards Lucy and looked like a stubborn child. Then she turned to the gravestone. Lori dug her sharp nails into the palm of her skins. She knew his room like the back of his hand. Her arms were stretched out and her cheek pressed against the mattress. The cut hurt with an electric sting. (Lincoln reads a book "How To Die") Lincoln: I'M DEAD! Luan noticed and before her mother could fall, Luan reached out and held the casket up. zachgamer4427 Sep 24, 2019. lincoln loud's deathbead. With a mental agreement, both mother and father dragged themselves to their shared bed. "Watch me, Luan," he said as his soul faded with a chuckle. Your IP: 70.39.249.241 Loud House crossover fanfiction archive. It was more spiritual if anything. The Loud sisters went to their respected rooms. It only took two minutes for his sisters to begin another crying session before they're made to part. Maybe it was rowdy, stingy girls that picked on her? My 2nd fanfic on the wiki. There were four other scorched bodies in the factory but they were unidentifiable, way beyond recognition. Probably at home, sleeping or something. FanFiction. Lily was in his arms. Please enable Cookies and reload the page. Her hand quivered above her wrist and the blue vain was taunting her. The Lieutenant eagerly told the parents that Lincoln was serving in the military under a different name: Logan Loud. He was shirtless but he wore a pair of green shorts. The only son and brother, Lincoln Loud, was not in the argument, however. Her dull thinking and stoic heart clouded her mind with idle actions. It's not that hard. Unfortunately, since the detectives and cops are idiotic bitches, they "accidentally" mixed the bodies. The overwhelming misery and pain ran down her spine like ice. She looked back up at Lincoln with a worried expression. This being her first time, Lucy expected her blood to gush and run out of her body, but when she slowly loosened her grip and looked at her wrist, the cut was as thin as a paper. Her eyes were wide and her mouth fell. But this time Lily was grabbing onto her mother's legs and burying her teary face into her mother's thighs, selfishly crying for the brother she never knew. Their smooth breathing was matched, growing heavier and heavier. All Loud House Crossovers. But Lucy would've smiled, her hand still grasping her sliced wrist, because, at that moment, she would've known he'd care. Classmate #4: [reading the note] "Happy Sloppy Joe Tuesday, Lame-o. She was trapped, she needed Lori but she was gone. GO! She answered the door and two cops stood there like Giants. Leni looked at Lori for a while longer, making sure she was okay. Forum. And if she could be just a little selfish, she'd make Lincoln wait for a bit longer. She could put an angel to shame. She sobbed. She imagined the quick relief of the razor smoothly running across her skin. All the sisters were kind of cruel to Leni, but only because they wanted to toughen her up. He wore a look of sadness, or was it pity? Her sobbing was mute and her life was absent. (Vanzilla stops by a canyon) Lynn Sr.: Well, here we are! They just needed to wait a bit, but Leni would find comfort in Lincoln's company alone. The heavy bags under his eyes pulled his face down. Their tones were soft and tender. Or maybe it was the troubles that her family went through? The sad news came in a week ago. This feeling was so foreign, so alien that she felt like screaming. The three tried to keep their tears at bay, but they were failing miserably. A rancid taste of action on her part but that wasn't like her. And it was pretty good! Leni stretched her neck and turned. The one with all of them in it, smiling and genuinely happy. Lori was broken, just like everyone else. Rita forgot how Lincoln died. Premise: When Lincoln finds out that Clyde and Lynn are in love with each other, he doesn't know how to feel about it, making Lola think he doesn't approve. The story takes place after the Loud family kick Lincoln out of the house after believing he is bad luck; this leaves Lincoln to question if his own family even loved him at all. One's face was sharp and old, his eyes were as tough as he looked. Smile until it doesn't hurt anymore? She knew her family would be sad, the same way they feel sad for Lincoln. It brought a painfully smug smile to her face when Lincoln finally broke and followed her around, like an obedient puppy, constantly asking, "Whatdoyouwant? But I had to warn the mascot suit to protect them from my bad luck." They both stood firm. She could hear her heart beating in her ears. My sixty-sixth fanfiction. The gravestone was upright and tall, around waist level. Reply. They'd stare at each other for a minute, the room grew thick with a tight awkwardness. She kept sinking her nails into her palms. He was much taller and less boney. Like I stated before, I don't write these stories to fuel more hate into an episode, but because I … Everyone did, actually. So no rushing of romance. He was disappearing into the tall, golden grass as he ran further and further. The blade fell from her grip and into the darkness. Come in to read stories and fanfics that span multiple fandoms in the Loud House universe. She was feeling a swarm of emotions, but couldn't seem to show a single one. The Death of Lincoln Loud This fanfic is darker and this is how I thought about how the ending of "Requiem for a Loud" by UnderratedHero will be. This time was a bit different though. The mother's eyes were glossy, her lips curled and her legs trembled. Her stomach felt shallow and empty. In actuality, Lincoln was a weak, lying coward. It was a normal spring day in The Loud House. The goth's gloomy view and interests of everything dark changing instantly. At that moment, she decided that her happiness outweighed everything else. It was one of the priciest gravestones that the Louds could afford, but still simple and eloquent. His face was rough and chiseled. Lincoln wouldn't want to see Leni like this: crippled, heartbroken, and bleak. The one with the brownish, dirty tint. A prideful ambition? Rita said that this was some kind of fucked up joke, but a tiny piece of her felt the truth behind it all. She looked down and her legs wouldn't move. Leni's lips curled again, painfully. Everyone, but Lincoln and Lynn put their attention on Lucy. The author would like to thank you for your continued support. Her life spiraling out of control? She knew the cops told her, but she honestly drowned them out. I was wondering if you would like to join us to watch TV. The little princess buried her face in the crack of her sister's neck and hid. "Watch me," he called out in the far distance. Her room was painfully quiet. No, the reason was because Lucy was crying. Goosebumps wrapped around her pale skin and she shivered automatically. Her eyes felt cold as she pushed away… a dream? Lincoln: (to reader) Oh, hi. Night time at the Loud house, the siblings had gotten done with their pre-bed routine, and walked off to their respective bedrooms. She remembered Lincoln calling that fool his "friend". Well I lied to my family about being bad luck and they all banned me from the house and made me sleep outside. A curtain of silence fell on the Louds as they left their van and walked into their home. And she was, rightfully so. Her attention was needed elsewhere. The sound of the weeping family rang in the air, but some stayed strong. Not just a quick shock, but true pain and harm. It was an explosion, if she could recall. The cold had a better grasp on her as the chilly draft touched every inch of her body. Her first sorrow was one that was crafted without ostentation or design. She desperately wrapped her hand around the wound. Luan tried to chase him but her body was chained to the ground. She looked at her family, crying still. Something damp touched her leg. Her family went through their fair share of pain, but how in the hell was this fair. Lucy's room was illuminated and coated in a light blue, but she stayed focused on the ceiling. Her eyes were wide and her heart raced. Her nightgown felt loose and oversized. Pokémon 33. She just didn't want to see it. My 39th fanfic, sequel to "No Such Luck". Enjoy, because I hope it's worth the wait. A mysterious icy breeze brushed against her skin and the radiant glow of the moon seeped in through the bedroom window. (After all of that, the house was went under repair and Lincoln went on a wheelchair. Hm, they tried to look tough. He jumped and rolled in a meadow now. Lincoln … But no, Lincoln threw his family aside. Leni's hopes fell. Lincoln bled to death, that part he didn't say. Lynn watched tentatively, her eyes moving all around the casket then to her family. Fresh tears ran down her face again. Lincoln ended up dying a week shy of the doctor's proposed two weeks. His sisters hadn't actually fully forgive him for trying to cheat them into that. She sighed and faced the wall again. Money was definitely no problem, Lincoln made sure of that. Yes, their eyes were full of sorrow, but they needed to stay strong for their younger sisters. Even though Lincoln knew Lisa probably knew about death and similar stuff, she was still 4 years old, and decided to not mention what he, Leni, Luan, Lucy and Lynn had seen. She felt alone as she plummeted into an abyss of endless darkness. So that's how the Louds ended up here, at this funeral ceremony with a bodiless casket. Fun Facts This takes place before The Loud Phantom. All that was left of herself was an empty shell of fleeting emotions, the sorrow and pain were all that remained. "Call down and breath," she remembered Lisa saying. Her eyes were open but she could only see darkness. Then, Lincoln would reach out, squeeze Lucy's pale cheeks real quick and go back to whatever it was that he was doing. Her mind went to Luna. Luan's heart skipped a beat. Her wrist fell and the blade made distance. Yeah, that's it. Rita pushed the dark veil over her face and pushed the shoulder straps off her smooth skin. Her heart tightened and she caught her breath. Lisa was gonna be here but, I think she’s too smart so I replaced her with Lana instead. Her bones felt weak and her flesh felt gross. Lincoln was in his room and he sighs. Ignore everything and move on like nothing ever happened? She felt her back grow heavy, a gaze fell upon her. Leni could vaguely imagine herself and Lincoln standing in that cloudy, utopian city waiting for the rest of her family. The eldest five have already moved out and the rest were on their way. It was fabricated by her poignant mind in an attempt to find relief somewhere. [The episode begins with Lincoln at school sitting with his friends at the lunch table trying to get something out of his pants. Any time he laid a hand on that casket, his stomach burned and his heart ached. The Louds mourned and sobbed. Lucy brought the tiny blade up to the light, it shined with a divine glow. Lincoln would have loved Lily, all her sisters do. Lori was hiccuping and choking in between gasps of air. She was keeping her eyes on the gravestone because the sight of her brother made her sick. He was young and frail, about five years of age. She couldn't believe it, no one could really. It was a nice, warm sunny day, during Saturday in Royal Woods. Leni was facing the wall, her nose almost touching the frosty paste. The older sisters learned their lesson too!) She thought. If Lincoln was here, he'd be screaming at her, bandages already in his hands. The loud symbiotes (a loud house... by omegacrow-nexus 65.6K 510 37 When a space rock crash lands in the loud family's backyard, Lisa loud began to run some tests on it. Her heart flickered and her mind started. He tried to carry it too, but he couldn't do it. Lynn sighed. More. It was until a random soldier from Michigan recognized Lincoln as 'the kid who died' from eleven years ago. Loud House fic - Sleeping Like A Loud Premise: Lincoln is depressed when Lisa leaves for a few days and thinks the sisters don't trust him with Lily. Sit down in their living room and talk it out? Her hand wrapped around the icy knob, turned it and opened his bedroom door. All the Louds gently wept. The light in her eyes faded and the white walls closed in on her. Upstairs, the air was still. A tube was up Lincoln's nose and he had an IV on his left arm. She helplessly watched as Lincoln disappeared into the tall grass. She noticed and it stung her heart. She was a goth, talked about pain and hopelessness but she never meant any it. Lincoln is inside his room drinking a mug of hot cocoa) LINCOLN: Now that's good cocoa. Her shoulders fell and her muscles relaxed. They assumed that was Lincoln's body. Leni was wailing like a child, crying and choking on her sobs. She was planted firmly in place, her legs folded Indian style. She looked down and tried to trace the things in her room. Surprisingly, the candles that light up the room were dwindled down and useless. She placed a strong hand over her mouth, tears ran down and sunk into the cracks of her fingers. His arms would wrap around her back and crush her with a deadly hug. Lincoln's body lied peacefully in its bed, having all of the color drained from it. She looked at Lori, but she was facing away. She reached over to her night table with a swift hand. Leni and Lori both sighed sadly. The sky was grey, boldly showing it's sorrow. Her attention was everywhere, except where it counted. She tried to ring up any memories before this. Her laughter was warm and contagious but only because it was mimicking Lincoln's. Lucy battled with herself. She laid on her bed, still as a rock. Her lips painful curled. Lincoln's got a girlfriend!" Lincoln had a different name, no home, and no family. The beautiful stars lost its amazing spark, simply turning into lights in the sky. She put the blade between her finger and brought the blade down. If you are on a personal connection, like at home, you can run an anti-virus scan on your device to make sure it is not infected with malware. Landing with a muffled grunt. Lincoln is Dead is a Fanficion Transcript: (Lincoln is walking to the living room) Lincoln: It is a good day to be not dead! Community. The memory was fresh as the eldest sisters and their mother lifted the casket high into the air. Night covered the world in a coat of darkness. He would've stayed and everything would have been different. And it always made her happy. 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