I'm following a lazy, unoriginal trend just for shits and giggles. As always, I'm being more or less of a moron, wandering throughout many places. Let's see what I can accomplish before the end of this year.

Lynnette Loud is my OC, another child of the Lynncoln ship, which some of you will recognize as Nnyl Duol, the clone of Lynn Loud featured as primary villain from fanfic TLH: 2039, which is just one iteration of her. This is more of her home HC design. Thank God for Forlorn Hope for providing his own OC. Love that guy! ...I think he's dead tbh. Idk.

Lynnette was the second daughter born to Lincoln and Lynn Loud, with Lacy being the first-born, ahead by three years, and Lynn the Third being the third and youngest one, behind Lynnette by three years. She was much like her mother, what with all the love of sports and interest in martial arts. What made her different from Lynn was that she was an aggressive brat, with a temper that rivaled that of her aunt Lola's own when the diva queen, and six-time Ms. Universe pageant winner was around her age.

Lynnette had more of a hard-on with fighting over sports, aiming to be a great fighter. Lynn was her punching and kicking bag, while Lincoln, on the other hand, felt he could not really get down onto his second daughter's level, especially when he hadn't a clue on how to fight the way she was learning to. Thankfully, he was able to use Lacy as an excuse to spar on most days. Lacy held back, more softer than both Lynn and Lynnette in honesty.

Lynnette, who looked nearly identical to Lynn, but less than Lacy was with her own resemblance to their mother, dressed slightly more girlier, beating her mother in th at angle. She packed a blue skirt and a regular white t-shirt, hairstyle more like her brat cousin Leia's rather than a silly ponytail. Luckily, she maintained her mother's hair color rather than being a white-haired freak like Lupa Loud.

There was that mystery on why Lupa didn't live with them, as Lynnette was under the belief that Lupa was her half-sister, fathered by Lincoln. They had met once, but Lupa was quiet, and looking a little under the weather. The kid was only an eight-year-old back when they first met, but now she was older. Now, they all were.

Lynnette was currently twelve years of age, which made her older sister fifteen. Until today.

Today was Lacy's Sweet Sixteen Extravagant Event, which was hosted at their place, and let me tell you, it was packed. Most of their many cousins and aunts were there. Out of all the cousins they had, only three were of the male gender. Those were Lemy, Lyle and Bobby Jr, and no other male was there. Weirder still, Lynnette had not really met any of her uncle's, save for one Uncle Bobby, who was married to blood aunt Lori Loud. They had not just BJ, but a blonde daughter known as Loanne.

The other cousins included Lemy and Lyra Loud. From the get-go, Lemy was short from Lemuel, a biblical name that was of aunt Luna's choosing. Lynn was not one to hold secrets, so it became known that Luna wanted both of her kids to be boys. Lyra's name was pre-planned as Lord, due to Luna being a so-called woman of God, however nutty that sounded. But nonetheless, Lyra, out of the two kids, read the Bible from time to time. Lemy would one day get there.

Leia was the single child, born to Lola Loud. Unlike Lola, Leia was into academics and extracurricular activities, and had formed her own little gang of girl scouts, founded on the goal to help the poor and needy. Secretly, she was in it for power and publicity, but Gwen and Marsha, her two lackeys, were oblivious to her greed.

Liby was a soft girl nerd, hopelessly in love with literature that predated the fifties. Not only that, but she found that she deeply admire the noire and mystery genres of media and literature- You could catch her watching a Sherlock Holmes movie and reading noire comics at the same time.

Loanne was an awkward blonde, paranoid too, maybe. Lynnette saw Loanne the least in her life, so there was no real time they spend around her. Not that she wanted it. To her, Loanne seemed like the social awkward type, and it had been proven correct when first daughter Lacy had told her.

Liena was a fatass who would snatch your Twinkie without considering your feelings. If she wasn't fat, she'd be every boy's cocksleeve dream. Pretty soon, she'd develop diabeties. Her younger brother was around Lemy's age. He let his sandy blonde hair grow out to the max, which made him suited for an effeminate serial killer. He might've actually been gay, but Lynnette didn't mind it. The two were physically polar opposites; one skinny, one tub of lard. Oh, how I love making fun of Liena.

Lupa was ravenous and bitchy, a stone-cold nature that Lynnette could get down with if Lupa had an appetite for punching while she had her charms of vulgarity. Somehow, she, Lacy and Liby became an inseparable trio. Them, Liby and Lupa... More closer to them than-

Lynnette coughed, sitting in her chair at the far end of the table, barely eating away at the alive of cake in front of her. Something amiss. She didn't identify it. Lacy, the one girl who she could never best, was at the center of both parties, with the kids and adults congratulating her. Congratulating her for something so...

"Pointless," she cursed in heated anger.

The clusterfuck of Louds took up most of the doorway, so she couldn't weasel her way out of the kitchen if she tried. She and Lacy weren't that close to begin with, even though Lacy often tried to bond with her. Hell, Lacy and Lynn the Third were closer to each other than she was with either of them, truth be told.

Lynn the Third was more like her father, a growing she-nerd who had a fixation on comics books, superhero movie franchises, and plenty of over stuff that made her number one in Lincoln's eyes. Number... One... In his eyes.

Lynn the Third was happily eating cake as she was dressed elegantly for the occasion. Her red dress made her look lively, and especially with her hair set quite fancy. Lizy, their youngest cousin of nine years old, came up to the third Lynn. "Hey, Lizy!"

Lynnette closed her eyes and rotated her head back. She was bored, not at all wanting to be here.

"Thirdie-Birdie! I brought this new bunny, but mom said to not let her out, so we brought her in a cage! You have to come see it!" Lizy's eyes definitely sparkled with an infinite source of life as she shared with her.

"Aw, a bunny!" She stopped eating and scooted back in her chair, ready to get up. "Lead the way, Lizy-Fizzy!"

Nicknames. Cute. Lynnette didn't have one of her own, but she who did was Lacy, nicknamed Lacer-Beam by daddy dearest. As far as it went, they established nicknames amongst each other. Lupa was Snowflake. Liby was Libster. Too much, not enough care. Or... Maybe Lynnette was not at all... Interested?

She sighed heavily, which summoned Snowflake to come to the aid of the damsel in distress. "You can't be bored, can you?"

"Parties aren't really my thing, Icebot," she said unto Lupa.

"Icebot? Well, that's a new one," Lupa chuckled, taking a seat by Lynnette. "Why aren't you over there with big sister Lace?"

"I mean I'm happy for her, but..." She didn't know exactly what it was, but something was definitely putting her off. Something she could not explain, but only feel feep inside. "I just..." She sighed again before going further. "I don't know..."

Lupa narrowed her eyes, and noticed that Lynnette was staring mindlessly at Lacy, who was now the object of picture-taking among her peers. "She didn't do something, did she? Like, a fight?"

"Uh, oh- No, nothing like that. We... We rarely fight-" She stopped and though over her words. We... Never... Fight...?

"Well, that's good. As much as fights are funny sometimes, Lacy is a good girl, and you... Well, I'm sure you're... Good..." Lupa raised her shoulders. "I would hope so, anyway."

Cough.

"Hmmm... Sorry, something is just... Bothering me. I can't explain it." At least Lynnette admitted it, and it was something, at the very least.

Lupa coughed before continuing. "Hey, I know that we don't really know each other all that well, but your sister... She's..." The stone that was Lupa's heart made it hard for her to open up. "Like, Lacy is one of my best friends. Your sister, and Liby. We're like... The guys from Chronicle. You ever see that movie?"

"Uhhh..." Lynnette shook her head and raised her shoulders to say no.

"Well, what I'm trying to say is that we're real close, and you telling me that you're, what, distant from her- Well, that irks me enough to say a few words. As a girl who isn't all too friendly with enough people, I know what I mean when I say it's not exactly cool or let alone a good thing to stray away from family."

Lynnette turned her freckled face to Lupa, curious about what she meant. "What, don't tell you're like that, too?"

Lupa nodded, letting out a chuckle. "Oh, it's my MO, if you know what that means."

"Mmmmm," Lynnette went softly.

"Are you happy for her? Like, talk to me, Lynnette. What's the problem here?"

How could she really answer it? What did she, a twelve year old who put no effort to bond with her family outside of her interest parameters, possibly know about this? Was it that she was... Not at all favored as top daughter? Was she responsible for that? Or... Was it that her rough nature made it... Made her more intimidating to the lot?

It was never her own fault. It was how she was. Maybe that made her better than Lynn or Lacy... Or quite possibly the worst, depending on how it would be seen by the select people close to the family.

"You know..." Lupa began again, while the brunette was attentive only to her inner thoughts. "It was only recently that we were talking about college. Liby is one year away from graduating, and your sister will soon be eighteen." Lupa held up two fingers to signify how many years Lynnette had left to patch up the rocky relationship. "Two years, girl. Lacy's got this dream, you see, and she wants to get there."

"Really?" Lynnette never bothered to find out, but assumed that Lacy was likely to end up somewhere where she could play a sort of sport, whichever one it was. And now that she thought about it... She didn't know Lacy at all. No, she didn't really know her parents and sisters under the surface. Lynnette let her head droop down, looking like she had failed an objective, or lost a fight. "Why do I feel this right now?"

"I can't answer that, for I haven't any ideas on it, but..." Lupa pointed at the gang of Louds, specifically Lacy, who was now currently piggybacking Liby, howling with laughter. "It's never too late, you know."

"That's flattering that you care about me, but I think I know how to live, thank you very much," Lynnette protested. "You can stop worrying about how close I am-"

Lupa slammed one of her own hands onto Lynnette's own. The impact made a meaty sound after, whiche caught the young brunette off-guard.

"Hey, what's the big idea? I'm gonna-,

Lupa pressed a finger to the girl's lips, further shutting her up. "Uh-uh-uh, I'm not here for a fight. If you wanna go there and act like some hard-ass, just know I won't try to fight you."

Lynnette hawked in silence at the albino.

"But I what I do want from you is to stop being so damn stupid. You only have one life, and life does go fast, so I'm telling you now." Lupa's tone had escalated from a soft tone, already graduated to more of a semi-angry mother, strict from not only the voice, but from her heart. "Come on kid, lay it on me. What's been gnawing at you? Why are you being like this?"

"Oh, no, don't- What were you expecting from me?" Lynnette crossed her arms, forming a discontent face. "It's not like I'm doing anything bad."

"No, it's... It's bad, I really mean that." Lupa moved up from her chair, lightly bumping Lynnette's shoulder. "They love you, and you're letting them down, failing them. Failing, the opposite of succeeding. And you're born into a champion faction, how is that gonna look on them?"

"Psssch... You mean to tell me my mother is more interested in what I achieve rather than-?"

"So, this is about your mother? My aunt Lynn?" Lupa analyzed and assessed the situation. "What about her?"

Lynnette shook her head and looked out the window just above the kitchen sink. "No, I..."

"Oh..." Lupa ran a hand through her short, white hair. "You feel like you're under valued, is that it?"

Lynnette scoffed and began tapping impatiently on the table. "You can go away now."

"Yeaaaaah, no," Lupa denied. "Liby was stuck to me like glue when I was being all bitchy, and now I'm here, applying the same tactics to you. And don't think you can escape this. If it's not me to point you on where to grow a garden rather than burning one, it will be cousin Liby, that I can promise you."

"Liby..." Lynnette repeated.

"Yes, Liby. Her heart is made of pure gold, even though I don't always like her thinking. But she cares, and she proved it to me. As did Lacy, you know. They both are good girls, so why not you? You know, Lacy does wonder that herself."

"Wait, what?"

"You get mentioned, Lynnette. It's been building up for awhile, and she shows concern for you. It's like you don't want to be part of the family, but you just want to like, do what you like, and that's it. I mean, I get that, I was down that road, too."

"Hmmmm..."

"But I'm not saying you don't have to change who you are. From what Lacy tells us, you really love to throw hands, and I can get down with that, heh. But, listen, you just have to like, compromise with them. Make them feel like you care about them, but you don't have to show it completely. Do them favors, talk with them..."

Lynnette gazed into Lupa's eyes. The white-haired cousin's eyes glazed with truth, and Lynnette was able to see that Lupa was not here to plant ideas, but to push her down a lighter path. Yeah, the brunette was different from them. Not only did she have a knack for being aggressive and violent, but she put up a shy-girl act around the many strangers she'd see at school. Classmates and teachers made her uncomfortable, with the exception somehow being the jock and bully types. Something about them, maybe it was their similar nature to her that she associated with. Maybe Lynnette was a bad girl in the making. Who could know for sure?

"Remind them you exist and that you're there for them, because maybe just one day, you'll make them stop being there for you. And who knows..." Lupa then jerked to the direction of the seat where little Lynn the Third was just minutes ago. "Maybe you already have."

Lynnette opened her mouth in surprise. She accepted Lupa's words after being told of these deep words of a sad truth. The outcome. The outcome could be one where she was estranged from them. Lynn. Lincoln. Lacy. And her sweet little sister who stopped coming to her when she wanted a partner to play tag in. She... Lynnette was utterly failing them. But... No, that- That couldn't be right. She was just... Following what she thought was relevant. She went to school, came back from school, and went on for exercises, sometimes training with Lynn, when she didn't use the dummy Lincoln bought for her a few months back.

And it hit her. He bought it so that-

She looked at her fists. Those fists... Her nature. Was it... Bad?

"Lynnette?" Lupa looked puzzled, curious about what went on in her mind. "Hey-"

The poor brunette closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "No, no, you're right... Geez, I feel like... I feel like such a jerk," she painfully admitted.

"Hey, it's alright, cousin," Lupa consoled. "Take it nice and slow, and never rush this. My advice, start it soon. If I have to hear Lacy talk about you again, I'll be tempted even more to slap some sense int you."

"So... She talks that much of me, huh?"

Lupa laughed. "Girl, you have no idea."

"Yeah, I'll bet," Lynnette added, forming a fair smile. "So..."

"Yeah, I think I got the drill, Lupa. Thanks."

"Yeah, now go to her and wish her a happy birthday, if you haven't already. Whether you do it right now or not is no concern of mine, but just make sure that you get to it today." And with that, Lupa got up and took her cue to leave. Her hands ran right into her sweater pockets as she formed back with the Loud crowd.

Lynnette was all alone again, tending to her thoughts. Lupa had a point, and there was no denyijg the reasoning. Lynnette was more or less of a selfish kid out of the three daughters, never really thinking for what they'd expect of her. She thought that, up to here, life was simple and easy. But this wasn't. And she understood that one day, there would be changes within her family. Lacy was hastily getting older, and eventually, she would move out, maybe forever if Lynnette didn't bother to establish a sisterly bond with her. And the same could be applied to Lynn the Third.

Lynn the Third, a sweet nine-year-old who was growing up quickly, and more in daddy's footsteps rather than mommy's. She seemed more interest in her school studies than anything, and her favorite subjects were math and history. An oddball to middle child, but it was nice to know that she was into those. Lynn was fluent in basic math, so she played tutor for her youngest child up until the multiplication and division processes had come, and Lincoln became the upgraded tutor.

That was their special bond, while Lynn and Lacy had their classic basketball minigames.

And Lynnette felt alone while she herself was off on her own quests. It was all getting a little clear to her, despite being this age, where she should have been thinking about muscular boys and learning how to perform perfect roundhouse kicks. Then Lupa had come and gave her a good dose of "what is and what should never be."

It was slowly giving her pain. Two years... Where would she be in two years? What was going to change? Change... That was what Lupa said. Lynnette didn't have to change, but rather, level herself to some sort of compromise. Maybe she did need to be a little sefless and tranquil.

Her temper and desire to fight was somewhat of an issue that kept growing ever so slowly. It didn't have to necessarily stop, but she just had to cut back on it. Now, she needed to dig deeper behind it. For some cruel reason, she had that nature, and finding out the source would prove to be no easy task. For all she knew, and for all she could piece together, it was just inside of her, passed down by one or both parents. That didn't make her bad, but it sure made her feel like she was doing wrong.

Yes, she needed to cool it down. And she then got up from her chair, after sitting in it since before the rest of the family tree huddled around while it was time for Lacy to play birthday girl. She blew out the candles of her round chocolate cake and cheered for herself, followed by the others cheering her on. All but Lynnette, who gave not a damn.

Lacy grabbed both Bobby Jr and Lyle, beginning to lift them both into the air for strength testing. Bobby Jr turned out to be more heavier. Lupa was recording away while snickering at Lyle. "I always knew you amounted to a shrimp, shrimp," she teased the skinny brat.

Lyle turned tomato red and looked away. "This just means that I'm healthy when you get right down to it."

"You suggesting I'm fat, Lupa?" Bobby Jr countered at her. "Is it because I'm half Mexican?"

"Pssssch, race card won't topple me, you little shit," Lupa scoffed.

"Lupaaaaa, what did you promise?" Lacy asked the white-haired troll, raising an eyebrow. "No foul language-"

"Aw, c'mon, Lacer-beam-"

"Yeah, pottymouth witch," Lyle added in. "No swearing for you!"

"What they said!" Bobby Jr laughed.

Lacy let go of both boys after she lifted them fifteen times. "Say, where is Lemy right now?"

"Bathroom," Lyle revealed.

"Interesting you would know that, bucko," Bobby Jr said softly. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were sucking his-"

Lynnette broke the circle, coming in without warning. Lupa had wrapped up filming and look to her direction, half-smiling at her. The two boys were cut-off by her appearance, only stuttering about, unable to be their R-rated selves around a girl younger than them. And not just any girl, but the one girl related to them whom they knew to be short-tempered, and that alone terrified them. As if Leia herself wasn't bad enough.

"Oh, hey sis," Lacy greeted casually. "Enjoying the party?"

"It's alright, I guess," Lynnette answered with a blank expression. "Happy birthday, by the way."

That got Lacy to smile widely, and so did Liby. "Awww, thanks, little sister!"

Lupa had her phone ready in her hands, set on camera mode for a photo. "Hey, why don't you and Lacy pose for a picture? Lacy only turns sixteen once, gotta make it count, right?"

"Oh, um-" Lynnette felt like she was being set-up, but it was all in good tidings.

"Hey, yeah! That's a great idea!" Liby agreed, gently pulling Lynnette to her sister's side. "You two look so adorable!"

Lacy wrapped an arm around the middle child. "You mean we look strong, right? You best believe we are two of a kind! Yeet!"

"Yeet?" Lyle snickered, to which he received a leg kick from Lacy. "Ow."

"Quit the stalling and just stay still," Lupa boomed fiercely. "Liby, stand on Lacy's other side. Lyle, BJ, fuck off."

Lemy finally returned from the bathroom. "Hey, what's going down-,

"You fuck off, too," Lupa instructed the boy with the bull headband.

"Lupa..."

"Psssht, move from the angle in the most kindly fashion, please," Lupa repeated less harshly.

The three boys moved away, while the adults were watching them from the lviing room, having moved before Lynnette joined in with the children. Lyra, Liena, and Loan were among them, due to the three being more associated with the adults due to their respective ages.

"Well, Lynn, it looks like your kid there isn't as messed up as you thought," Luna told the mother of three. "Told you there was nothing to worry about."

"Yeah, literally nothing at all. I mean, it's still quite the challenge to have Lincoln... You know, that thing with most of our kids, and..."

"Hey, Lore, we made it work somehow. All our children got to have a father, even as it so happens that they all share the same one, with the exception of Bobby Jr," Luan added in.

"But still, the whole incest thing, and I was under the impression our kids would be born with some sort of...-"

"But luckily none of them are... Freaks." That was Lola's opinion on the matter. "And certainly not my Leia, or Lizy for that matter. Why are we bringing this up here? We are celebrating young Lacy Loud's life, not at all here to wonder why any of them are fucked up."

Loan, Liena, and Lyra were let in on the big family secret as of yet. As appalled by such a revelation, they were pretty fortunate to have quite healthy, happy lives that went their way.

"I'm thankful for my little Liena, have been for like, the rest of my life," the ditzy blonde admtted.

"Uhhh... I'm not gonna correct you on that, Leni," Lori brushed off. "But yeah, Lola has a point. We've all been blessed to have such kids. And Lynnette will never be an exception, Lynn. I mean, we've all felt like you were just as rough with us as you say she is with you guys, so..."

"And don't think that it makes you a bad mother, sis," Luan continued. "Lacy came out well, and I have no doubt the other two won't be imperfect to you or Lincoln."

"Isn't the youngest one more like Lincoln?" Luna asked.

"Oh, yeah," Lynn replied. "She's quite a nerd, but she's my daughter, nonetheless."

"It's cute to see them hanging out together," came a Lana comment. "Are they usually like this?"

"No, not really. Lynnette is more focused on blood sports, and not all that social, which is a little concerning. Maybe she is outside of the house, but I don't know. I don't know her outside of what I know has been passed down to her. Like, what else is beyond my own characteristics and traits that is within her? She's... She feels like a shy girl, or quiet, or... Maybe she doesn't want to associate with people. Lacy never gave me such a vibe like this, but..."

"Lynn, please don't tell me that it scares you, does it?" Lori wondered.

"What? Me scared? Don't be so silly..." But it wasn't too far-fetched now that she had gone there. "I mean she can get a little brutal, and doesn't know when to stop, but..."

And she ended up wondering about it. There might have been something wrong with Lynnette Loud, but could she uncover it? Could she close in long enough to dig something?

"I mean maybe she's starting to? If this isn't common, then maybe she just had a change of heart. No way you could bother putting up some sort of act. I know you and Lincoln alike, and I know this is nothing like you both could do, and by that reasoning..." Luna smiled and gave Lynn a pat on her shoulder. "She's changing, Lynn."

"Y-you really think she'll be a better person? Maybe... More than me?"

"I mean it's not like you're a bad person, but yeah, Lynnette is destined for greater things. Bigger things."

"Yeah, Lynn, you should have faith."

The adults let out a roar of positivity, which Lynn took advantage of in pure and then smiled with her many sisters. "Thanks, guys, I probably needed to know that it was always under control."

"And don't you forget it, Lynnie," Lincoln said as he made his entrance. "Where is the birthday girl, I wonder?"

"Lacy!" Lynn called to her first-born. "Your father is here!"

Immediately after a couple of pictures were taken, Lacy rushed past Lupa and her aunts and raced right into her father's welcoming arms. "Hey, dad! I'm finally sixteen now!"

Lincoln had come in with an orange polo sweater and generic khakis to the occasion, not having consulted with Leni about his choice of fashion. "So you are, my little Lacer-beam! I'm sorry I couldn't be here at the start, sweetheart."

"Oh, its fine, daddy, as long as you didn't bail on me. There's still some cake left over, by the way."

"I'll definitely eat some later. There any booze?"

"D-dad, I'm underage!" Lacy shouted with embarrassment. "W-wait, are you testing me?"

"Of course, I have to make sure my little Lacy isn't an alcoholic."

"Oh, Lincy, where do you get these idiotic ideas about our daughter?" Lynn asked fondly, with a hint of sarcasm. "Lacy is nothing like Luna."

"Oooh, you're on thin ice for that, Lynn!" Luna retorted.

"I mean, it is true, Lunes." Lola wasn't hesitant to be out with the truth. "I mean, you brought three bottles of JD, how do we know you aren't drunk yet?"

"Aw, hey, I love beer, so what? We all have our things!" Luna went a little red. Lyra was mildly laughing from behind. "Et tu, Lyra?"

"I mean, you kinda do have a drinking obsession, haha." Lyra zipped her lips after Luna appeared angry.

"Bollocks, mate!"

"Here we go with the British voice," Lola sighed, rolling her eyes. The spectators were laughing lightly, being temporarily invisible as Lola and Luna began bickering back and forth.

"Where are my two other daughters?" Lincoln asked one of his many partners.

"Lynn the Third is playing with Lizy and Leia out back, and Lynnette-"

The middle child gad appeared before both parents, greeting her late father casually. "Hey, dad."

"Well, aren't you seeming a little formal?" He smiled brightly, giving her a nice hug. "How's the party, girls?"

"It's wonderful!" Lacy jumped up in pure excitement.

"I agree," Lynnette said with no real pizzazz in her voice.

"Well, I was wondering what you would like, so I had a chat about this with your mother, and I am absolutely sure I got you a good present. Lynn?"

Lynn Immediately covered Lacy's eyes with her hands after moving behind her. "Lead the way, my man."

Lacy was indeed surprised. "Oh, my God... Oh-"

Luna and Lola had broken it up and followed the birthday girl, as did the others. Lyra called out to the three kids in the backyard to rendezvous at the front yard before following as well. Soon, the entire collective huddled behind Lincoln, Lynn, and their two daughters.

Lynnette spotted the present; a red convertible parked on their side of the street. "Oh, my God!"

"What? What is it, Lynnette?!" Lacy demanded.

"Three..." Lynn counted down.

"Two..." Lincoln continued.

Both turned their heads at Lynnette, giving her the signal to finish it off. "Oh- One!"

Lynn removed her hands. "Surprise, Lace! Happy sixteenth birthday, sweety."

Lacy gasped, and, putting her hands onto her cheeks while developing googly eyes, she raced to her new car and began rubbing around the doors. "G-guys, guys look!" She called to Liby and Lupa. "It's... It's... It's beautiful!"

"That's amazing, Lacy!"

"Now we can go to Taco Bell past nine," Lupa prioritized, rubbing her hands. "Mmmmm, baby!"

"Ew," Lacy laughed. "None of that cheap restaurant food."

"Who says it's cheap, huh?"

"Uh-uh-uh," Lincoln ultimately decided. "First and foremost, you have to get your driving license, Lacy. And, even with one, your mother and I will lay some ground rules around driving this bad girl." He slammed a hand on the hood twice. "All you can do is suffer a little longer."

"Oh, God, dad, you're such a-" Lacy began, befofe being cut off.

"Worthy is the troll," Lupa snickered, high-fiving her father. "Great job."

"Sorry Lacy, but our minds have been made, so you'll have to abide by these rules until you are ready."

"Alright, dad! Driving will be no challenge whatsoever!"

"That's my daughter!" Lynn squeaked happily.

Lynn The Third came up running to her family. "Holy moly! You got a new car, Lacy?"

"Darn right I did, sis! Come admire it with me!" Lacy turned to Lynnette. "Hey, what do you think? Isn't it... Lynntastically fabulous?"

Luan and Liby could not resist the laughing temptation after that truly horrible pun. Lynn cupped her hands into her face and bobbed her head down. "Oh, goddamn it, Luan..."

Lincoln patted her on the back. "Lacy isn't fully corrupted, my love."

"I mean, it's awesome, yeah," Lynnette agreed. "I should be happy for you."

"Should be? You mean you're... Not?"

Lynnette retracted her words. "N-no, I mean- Sorry, I mean I am, it's a cool car."

Lynn the Third wrapped herself around Lacy, forming puppy eyes. "Will you be able to take me to the library every once in a while?"

"When did I become Uber?" Lacy wondered, not being able to keep a straight face. "Oh, that wouldn't be a problem, right, mom and dad?"

Lynn held a thumbs up, while Lincoln gave a slow nod.

"Terrific!" Lynn the Third exclaimed.

"So, what about you Lynnette? Any place you would like me to take you?" Lacy asked.

Lynnette looked to the sky, thinking about where her heart had ever desired to go to. When she thought she had an answer, she turned back to Lacy and gave her something.

AN: Aaaaaaaand now I'm actually invested in keeping this ball rolling. I mean, I could, but it also feels like I could simply stop here at the same time. Who's to say if I'll continue this? This, which was made for a joke. Maybe OC making is the real joke here. Effort in a community such as this one. In any case, I hope you enjoyed and have a merry day.