(note: lamis would be 10 and lugosi 9, lester is about 14 In the later years, but i decided to just change the ages abit for this fanfic and have lester have some 'siblings' to grow up with)

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Lester started school that fall of September. he was four years old. with him was lamis was the same as he was. therefore they got to be together in the same school they were enrolled in.

alot had happen since his creation, luna and lincoln grew closer, and had a baby to which was lamis. lucy and lincoln had a baby a year later. then lori and lincoln got involved again, which came larry loud who was just barely been born a few months back.

such things didn't really matter to him. he was only four. but did matter was the sudden fear and anxiety he had being around new people. there he was with lamis in the middle of a cafeteria.

the boy's hair grew and looked similar to his mothers. he wore a cute green button up shirt with light brown pants. his father had a habit of dressing him in dark earth colors. lamis, wore a pink unikitty shirt, and a dark blue skirt. he looked at the window, seeing his father.

lincoln waved at him. lester's green eyes stared at his father who wore an orange hoody, his hair slicked back, with goat tee, his features were more masculine, his body developed muscles to die for. to lester his father was like superman. the very image of his father did bring comfort. his eyes shift to see lamis hold his hand. then at her. then he looked at the window. he was gone.

the realization upset him greatly. he begin to whimper and soon enough begin to cry. lamis did her best to calm him down. but he kept on the water works before a teacher came to control the situation.

he was brought to the table with the other snot nose children. lamis stayed close to him the teacher brought them a tray of cereal. corn puffs. lester stayed quiet as the teacher open his cereal and milk carton, pouring the milk before handing him a spork. lamis reached and open his juice for him. then she open her cereal and her milk, juice. unlike lester she seem to adapt well. but then she had always been there for him.

he slowly ate. every so often glancing at some of the children. he wasn't stupid, he was well aware of things. but he was still a child mind you, he didn't speak much. he just ate and observed the children. one wore a helmet and making noises. god awful noises. Lester knew right away something was wrong with that one. and made a note to stay away from it.

lamis rubbed his back and he flinched. he turned his head and stared at her. she offered him a warm smile. he slowly looked away and stuffed his mouth with cereal. he drown out the noises by counting.

he either counted or thought about a cartoon show. unikitty was always on, he and lamis watched it alot. hell, he was smart enough to help lamis build the lego sets. he was a bright boy like her mother. he was just the silent type and spoke only when he felt he wanted too. as he ate he thought back about his mother. lisa. lisa was distant with him, and only checked on him for flues, or simple medical check ups. she had stopped experimenting on him, one thing was for sure, his father always tried to become sweet with her.

there were times where she bluntly ignored him, which left his father sad. other times though, to her own accord, she would sleep on top of him and lester would join them in bed. his memories drift to how his father would stroke his mother's hair. and whisper words he did understood was romantic promises. to which his mother would mutter some words and fall asleep.

other times though, his aunt luna would take care of him. she would sing sweet melodies, and got him to listen to classical music. luna pure, and a violinist. she would feed him, wash him, care for him as a mother would. lucy was another mother figure. she would take him to the park to play. she had a keen eye for when he was getting into something he wasn't suppose too. he loved it though, when she took him to McDonald. it was a treat and a rare one.

but despite that, despite lucy and luna being the only mothers he knew, he always had this deep connection towards her real mother. it was just in nature. a calling. but she always seem to ignore him, too busy to spend time with him, always working, experimenting. his father, why, he was always at work. working two jobs, while still going to school. the weekends were the times he actually stayed. and when he did, he spent time with lamis and himself. but there was this feeling of favoritism.

but then there were the nights on Saturday, where lincoln, his father with order a pizza, or cook some burgers, or pop popcorn and he would grab lester and sit on the couch and turn on the tv, and switched it to METV where they would show star trek, before stevghoolie which will feature a classic horror movie. lucy would sit close on one side holding lugosi, luna on the other, lamis would either watch or she be off doing something else. in the long run it was moments like those that made and build memories.

lester finished his breakfast, and off he and lamis would go into their new class. lamis and lester learn the basics of ABC, sing alongs, and the basic of education. learning to make new friends. but alas life was never easy and he would learn for a kid name leo didn't seem to like him.

at recess lester ran to the swings, it was his favorite. though he hated heights. so he always swung by himself. lamis was busy with the other kids, making friends pretty fast. she always had that aura about her. so he figured it was okay to be by himself. he swung himself back and forth, feeling the crisp autumn hair his his face, his brown hair swaying in the breeze. he giggled. and smiled, when he was backward he suddenly felt a pause. he turned and saw a kid, short spikey hair, Hispanic. he had this cruel smile on his face. before the boy shoved him forward. lester clenched the chains shakily as he was up in the air. his eyes shut, then he was coming back down to earth. again he was pushed forward even higher.

"s-staaaahhp!"

he cried out. but the bully pushed him forward, lester cried out and felt himself fly off the seat and he hit the pebble covered ground. he felt pain on his upper lip he curled. he thought he heard lamis. then he felt someone rolling him to his back. his eyes squint to see lamis, she covered her mouth eyes widen with horror. lester breath ragged breaths and tasted chopper. he heard a cruel laugh. lamis looked towards the source. lester picked up his head just enough to see the mexican boy, who he knew as Leo in his class.

his eyes turned and saw lamis was breathing hard. he blinked seeing something in her eyes he had never saw before. hatred. lamis looked away and her face change to worry. she reached and pulled a cloth from her pocket of her skirt, and placed it on his mouth and help him up slowly.

the other kids stopped playing. one must have ran and call a teacher. when their teacher saw the scene she asked at what had happen. lamis pointed at the boy.

"he push him off the swing!"

the teacher glared at the boy, as if she knew it was him, typical of him. the assistant came and grab leo and dragged him. lamis and lester soon followed. lester looked down and noticed a piece a shard of a white covered in blood. before they walked inside.

he sat on a chair at the nurse's office. the boy who caused it had his parents called, lamis demanded to stay with lester. but the teacher didn't let her and so he sat alone while the nurse sprayed stingy stuff on his swollen upper lip, and now was a chip tooth. he looked much like his father now. ironic as that was.

his attention was drawn by the door opening. there he stood, his father in a button up orange shirt, a name tag from the store he worked his face fell in deep concern. he walked forward, his sneakers squeak against the tile. he loomed over lester.

"what happend?"

the nurse sighed.

" a trouble maker pushed the poor dear off the swing."

lincoln's lips tighten with anger. he drop on one knee, lifted lester's face and looked over the damage.

"...son of a bitch."

the nurse was showing some fear now.

"it's swollen, but it looks like he doesn't need any stitches..."

lincoln sighed and picked up lester. lester on automatic pilot wrap his arms around her neck and buried his face against his strong neck. and he cried. he cried hard. usually he held his emotions, but being in the protective arms of his father he let it all go. lincoln rubbed his back and shhh'd softly rocking him up and down gently.

"it's alright, i'm taking you home. lamis too."

the nurse sighed and didn't say much. only that she knew this wasn't a very good first day for the boy. for lester, he found out just how cruel the world can be. and for the first time in his young life he begin to feel hate. hate for the boy who targeted him. hatred because he felt weak and venerable.

Lincoln carried him after signing some papers. he went into the class room disturbing a lesson. lamis got up and ran and pressed her body against her father, her face against his rib, her arms wrap around his waist. she wept. lincoln's expression soften and he reached and stroked her by the back of her hair.

"i'm taking my kids home, if that's alright."

the teacher nodded.

"of course. go ahead."

with that he took lamis along. they walked the hallway neither of them spoke. on the way home lincoln picked up happy meals. but lester didn't felt hungry. lamis hugged him the whole way.

"i'm sorry daddy i didn't mean to leave him alone."

lincoln sighed as he glanced at the review mirror.

"it's not you're fault, honey. don't blame yourself."

lamis cradled lester. lester closed his eyes and let her. she always did this when she felt he failed him. but he wasn't mad at her, how could he? she was his sister, a guardian. she once head butt this tub of lard in the face for picking on him at the park.

she always felt responsible for him, no matter what. if lester had to admit one thing, when she came to his rescue, you could hear the touch playing. he felt tired though. he wanted to nap. maybe ...maybe eat a nugget or two...some fries. but that would sting his wound... one thing was for sure, he'll need to see a doctor, or a dentist.

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"i dun't wanna GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

lester cried louder and louder and louder.

"you gotta!"

lincoln said firmly.

"WHHHHHHHY!"

Lincoln grunted.

"you missed three days of school, your going!"

lester droped on the floor and became dead weight.

"you think i won't drag your ass?"

lincoln growled. he was sick of his shit. for the past three days he missed school due to fear. lincoln wasn't going to put UP with his shit, not today.

"alright. you want to be a baby"

lincoln grab him and lifted him up with ease. lester thrashed.

"NOO! NOOO! I DUN'T WANNA GO! I DUN'T WANNA GO-OHHHH!"

Lincoln Screamed.

"YOUR FUCKING GOING AND THAT'S FUCKING FINAL!"

he looked at lamis.

"what the hell are YOU STARING AT?!- get to the CAR NOW!"

Lamis obeyed and went outside. lincoln carried the screaming crying, lester. lester didn't want to go back, he didn't want to be outside, didn't want to be with those other kids, didn't want to face the bully. but fate had sealed his doom.

Lincoln sat him down and buckled him in then walked to the drivers deat, sat in and buckled himself before starting the car. he drove the familiar road. his face screwed with anger.

"lester, i know you don't want to go back, i know because of that little asshole. but what did i tell you?"

lester was quiet but then spoke.

"i can't hide from my problems..."

lincoln nodded.

"look...today is gonna be okay..lamis will watch over you. just don't worry"

lester sighed.

the day of school was alright. save for leo who was still there. he had this smile. a knowing smile. he knew lester had fear. he could smell it. and every time lester looked at him, he had nothing but hate for him. the whole day was simple. eat breakfast, learn a lesson, then recess. lester was more aware of his surroundings. lamis stayed close to him this time. lester just sat on the small bench though, no mood to play at all. lamis sat with him, instead of being with her new friends.

"it'll be okat lester."

she said softly with a smile. petting his head. lester closed his eyes and enjoyed the affection. but laughter broke the moment. his eyes snapped and he saw leo. laughing and pointing.

"ew you guys are gay!"

lamis let go of lester's head stood up and walked over and shoved leo.

"go away! we don't want you here!"

leo looked angry and grabbed lamis's hair and pulled, jerking her head to the side. lamis squeaked lester watched. he knew she could take care of herself, he didn't need to worry he didn't

"OW! OW! STOP!"

leo had pulled her to the ground and pinned her head against the grass and he was grabbing hand full of dirt and he turned her head and forced open her mouth. lester watched as this happen. his eyes widen when he realized leo was much stronger than her. a memory sparked in his brain.

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FLASHBACK

"What do you do when you see a boy harming a girl?"

lincoln asked, lester sat on his lap. lester was bashful at first, but he thought of what his father asked him. then it became clear.

"fuck'um up"

lincoln laughed at that and shook his head.

"language, lester...heh...this is what i get for letting lynn baby sit you"

he tap lester's nose with a finger.

"but yes, when a bully messes with a girl, or sister, or even your brother lugosi, you need to defend them."

Lester nodded. he understood. he understood plenty. he read the old volumes of superman, the early comics. he remembered a strip where superman just came into an apartment where a mean man was hitting a girl with a belt. and superman grab him and pushed him through a wall.

"like superman!"

lincoln laughed and ruffled his hair.

"that's right. like superman."

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Lester jumped off the bench and charged towards leo, and tackled him hard. lester felt pain from the impact. but he ignored it. rage filled his young heart. he was mad. mad that leo gave him a chip tooth, mad that leo was still here, mad because he was hurting lamis!

he raised his fist and struck the boy in the forehead, then raised the other and swung it across his cheek. he repeated this action over and over again. left, right, left, right. he had his eyes shut closed. his chubby fists became fists of iron.

lamis got up and ran and grab him. and yanked him off, leo moaned in pain. his face bloody, his lips puffed up. he looked like little black zambo now. when lamis hugged lester her chin on his shoulder she looked at the bully with wide eyes. she blinked and muttered.

"your in so much trouble..."

lester didn't give a shit. when the teachers came they gasped at the scene. leo laid there crying like a ...well like a baby. when asked what happen, lamis explained. the assistant teacher sighed and help leo up. and took him to the nurse. lester looked ashamed and couldn't look at his teacher in the eye. school resumed for the rest of the day,

leo wasn't there anymore. obviously been picked up. however, lester's father did come a few minutes early when they called him about the situation. lincoln looked stone cold, arms crossed as he listen to the teacher's story.

"to be honest, Mr. Loud, normally i don't condone such violence."

she lean forward and whispered.

"but between you and me, that trouble maker was looking for trouble."

lincoln smiled and chuckled.

"the strong silent types are usually the ones who pack a punch."

the teacher giggle but became serious.

"leo won't be coming here anymore. i'll make sure of that. i just hope lester won't make a habit beating up kids in the school yard."

lincoln shook his head.

"he isn't a violent person. sounds to me that kid draw the line when he messed with his sister"

the teacher hummed and nodded. after their conversation, lincoln gestured, while still holding the keys.

"alright, lester the wrecker, let's go home"

lamis stood up and help lester, the two children followed their father out, and into the hall. lester meekly looked up at him. lincoln had a smile and glanced at him, he wrap an arm around his son and pulled him close as they walk, lamis held her father's hand on the right. soon they entered the car. seat belts were buckled, and the car purred like eartha kitt.

"..i hope this is the last time i hear of any trouble"

lincoln said.

"yes daddy"

lamis said. lester licked his lips and just nodded. lincoln smiled and begin to drive.

"regardless, Lester. you became a real man today. not only did you stood up to your bully, you defended you're sister."

lincoln said. lester felt pride in that moment. lamis smiled and lean and hugged lester close and nuzzled his hair. lester blushed as he once again was taking in the affection of his sister. he did feel better. all that anger was gone. he felt good. he felt like a real hero. lincoln reached and clicked on the radio.

lester listen to the tune, it was a familiar one that he knew from time and time again. he closed his eyes and lean haid head on lamis's shoulder he breathed in her lavender scent. and for the first time in three days, felt relaxed, clam and happy. he really didn't listen much to the lyrics. he did know it was sixteen tons by Tennessee Ernie Ford. one thing that did catch his ears before he slowly drifted off to sleep on lamis.

If you see me comin', better step aside

A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died

One fist of iron, the other of steel

If the right one don't a-get you

Then the left one will.

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to be continued.