"I can
explain." Said Lincoln. Squidward then burst into the tent.
"So
it's true!" He pulled Lincoln out of the tent and revealed his true
identity. "I knew there was something wrong with you; he's
underaged!" Heffer, Harold, and Sid gasped, as Lincoln reminded them of a
certain football-headed boy from Sid and Harold's childhoods. Squidward threw
Lincoln to the snowy ground.
"You
deceiving brat!" Said Squidward.
"My
name is Lincoln." Said Lincoln. "I did it to save my father and
sister."
"You're a disgrace!" Said Squidward.
"I
didn't mean for it to go this far."
"Ultimate
dishonor!"
"It was
the only way. Please, believe me." Squidward just scoffed at that.
"Captain,"
He said to Ronnie Anne. "Are you ready for the execution?" Ronnie
Anne took Grandpa Albert's sword and was about to slay Lincoln, but then she
dropped the weapon.
"A life
for a life." She said. "My debt is repaid. Now men, let's move
out."
"But we
can't just leave him here!" Said Squidward. Ronnie Anne then grabbed him
by the shirt.
"I said
move out." She said, and the troops all left Lincoln behind.
A little
while later, Flecko set up a fire, and Lynn put her '1' blanket on Lincoln.
"I was
this close." Said Craig, trying to find an arrow to roast marshmallows
with. "This close to impressing the ancestors, getting the top shelf, and
my own movie. All my fine work gone to waste." He found an arrow and
stabbed a marshmallow with it, and roasted it by the fire.
"Hi."
He said to Lincoln.
"I
should never have left home." Said Lincoln.
"Hey,
come on." Said Craig. "You went to save your father's and sister's
lives. Who knew you'd end up shaming them, disgracing your ancestors, and losing
all your friends?" The fire then went out. "You know, you just gotta
learn to let these things go." The snake then started to cry.
"Maybe
I didn't go to save dad and Luna." Lincoln thought out loud. "Maybe
what I really wanted was to prove I could do things right for once. So when I
looked in the mirror," He held his helmet on his lap and saw his reflection.
"I'd see someone worthwhile. But I was wrong." A tear came down
Lincoln's face. "I see nothing." He threw his helmet to the ground.
"That's
because this needs a little spit, that's all." Said Craig, spitting on the
helmet and rubbing his coils with it. "Let me shine this up for you. Now
do you see something worthwhile?" Lincoln didn't respond. Craig then saw
his reflection in the helmet.
"The
truth is we're both frauds." Craig confessed. "Your ancestors never
sent me. They don't even like me. You risked your life to help the people you
love. I risked your life to help myself. At least you had good
intentions." Flecko then looked at himself through the helmet and he began
to cry.
"What?
You're not lucky? You lied to me?" Craig then looked at Lynn. "And
what are you supposed to be? A sheep?" Lynn growled at Craig again.
"I'll
have to face my parents and sisters sooner or later." Said Lincoln.
"Let's go home."
"Yeah."
Said Craig. "This ain't gonna be pretty. But don't you worry, okay? Things
will work out. We started this thing together, and that's how we'll finish
it." He then hugged Lincoln's hand.
Suddenly, a
familiar bird flew to where the Coons were buried. Oonski dug himself out of
the snow and shouted in anger at what happened: Many of his best soldiers got
killed. However, there were five survivors besides Oonski: A beaver with yellow
fur and a purple nose, another beaver with brown fur and a red nose, a green
rabbit, a large rat, and the white rabid dog. Once they reunited, the remaining
Coons headed for Hillwood. Lincoln noticed this, and quickly picked up his
sword, got on Lynn's back, and started heading right to Hillwood.
"Home
is that day." He said, pointing to the left.
"I have
to do something." Said Lincoln.
"Did
you not see those Coons?" Said Craig. "They popped out of the snow,
like daisies!"
"Are we
in this together or not?" Asked Lincoln.
"Then
let's go kick some honey buns!" The four of them then headed off to
Hillwood, New York.
Author's Notes: I am aware that Clyde and Timmy would also be considered underaged, but I feel like Clyde's dads, Harold and Howard, are more like nurses. Timmy joined the army because he, like Lincoln, wanted to save his aging father. However, I imagine Mr. Turner's (they never revealed Timmy's parents' first names) condition to be a bit worse.
Author's Notes: I am aware that Clyde and Timmy would also be considered underaged, but I feel like Clyde's dads, Harold and Howard, are more like nurses. Timmy joined the army because he, like Lincoln, wanted to save his aging father. However, I imagine Mr. Turner's (they never revealed Timmy's parents' first names) condition to be a bit worse.
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