Loud House

It started with the remote.

“No, Vanessa, it’s my turn—” Dylan snapped, clutching the remote like it was a holy relic.

Vanessa flipped her hair and turned her head with a theatrical sigh. “Oh please. You’ve been watching zombie porn for the last hour.”

“It’s The Walking Dead!” Dylan shouted. *"IT...

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