The Loud House A Tattler's Tale Novels & Stories

Not only were Avery's children rude, but they were also cruel! What kind of sick joke was this?! "Layla Tate! Take a look at whose house you're in right now!" Elliot roared, trying to teach her a lesson. "Didn't your mother teach you to knock before entering someone's house? Also—"

[Thud] When Tanya heard a loud sound, she looks at the floor and saw Athy pushing Lucy’s face away from her while trying to kick her and Lucy clinging to Athy like an octopus. “Seriously guys?” Tanya looks at them and lets out a sigh as if she’s tired from all of the chaos she has to deal with because of her kids. --- “Find me a reliable detective, unlike the last one you gave me” Elaine coldly said to her assistant sending shivers to her assistant. After speaking, Elaine hangs up the phone call by touching the screen on the car and continues focusing on driving.

Across the lobby, I spotted Sheldon's parents. "Lizzie!" Candice Clem came charging at me, eyes blazing. "So this is what you've been doing—hiding my grandsons from us, running around with another man!" Before I could react, she snatched the ultrasound printout from my hands. One glance, and her voice shot through the whole waiting room. "You tramp! Sleeping around and getting yourself knocked up—how dare you disrespect my son like this!" Then Sheldon's father, Patrick Clem, jumped in, pointing his finger at me like a judge at trial.

Taylor says, from the floor, where she’s losing a wrestling match to Lily over a wooden spoon. "He's been pointing at empty rooms and saying 'you know' for an hour. It's the most threatening house tour I've ever been on." He gives up at the table. We're halfway through a roast pork loin Gloria swears she didn't fuss over and obviously fussed over, when Nathanial stands with his glass raised. Gloria says, "Nathanial," in the voice, and for once he ignores the warning. "They already know. Taylor knows, Natasha knows, you told them when we were still waiting to tell people."

"So, I guess no entertainment this weekend?" Tanner nearly spit her drink. "You are so bad. No, mom's been gone all week." Mr. and Mrs. T have sex every night. Tanner and I don't go listen at the door or anything, but you can't ignore it. They are loud. We think it's hilarious. I'm sure my folks have sex too, but they are real quiet. I actually listened at their door once. I almost got caught by my older brother. "Well, I can't help it. My boyfriends have been losers compared to them."

"Day before yesterday. Room next to the master bedroom." I said it at the same time he did—quiet, but dead on. The room lit up like someone dropped a firecracker. "Hahaha, Vanessa, you finally stopped pretending." "C'mon, with our status, who needs the good-girl act?" "Keep it hidden and you're golden. Glen's deaf. He'll never know." The second they said my name, Vanessa's smile cracked. Her face iced over. "Don't let Glen know about this."

"Why would a respected professor assault someone like that? What, is she blind to her own condition?" "A compulsive gambler isn't a good person. The police should really investigate her." "This housekeeper is terrifying. No one will dare hire her again." "So this whole performance was just to scam money to pay off loan sharks?" Just as netizens were verbally tearing into the mother and daughter, the paternity test results came out. A staff member named Evan Brooks walked into the hall, holding the report. When he looked up and saw the nude photos, he awkwardly lowered his head.