Hey guys! Really appreciate the feedback and I was a little split on decision making. "Loving Her Down a Science" will be a series—but most of it will start out with the characters as the same age but gradually get older later on. How's that sound? Also, chapter four will be a very amazing suggestion from nightmaster000. Believe me, night, the whole idea of this fanfic is to cross the line. Other than that, Enjoy!

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Luna wistfully hummed the time of a song she knew.

"Loving her down to a science,

Loving her down to the core.

Loving her down to a science,

Telling her I want more!"

The teen absentmindedly walked along the house, humming. She wondered what her siblings were up to.

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Lisa continued to work on her tests, but he still lingered in her mind. The little four year old just couldn't get him out of her head. Everything about him was perfect; his hair, his skin, his personality..., his smell. Lisa shivered. Whether he has good cologne, or she was just weird, Lisa didn't know why his smell alone could make her kneel down and bow. Maybe Lincoln was destined to be a powerful person.

Or she was probably just weird...

She loved him, yes, but it was a different kind of love. The type of love that made her feel warm and fuzzy on the inside and wanted you to follow your lover like a lost puppy. She just couldn't put it into words. Lisa would always get a pang of desire (in special areas) whenever she looked at her big brother. Just being near him made her quiver. It was obvious that she was very lovesick. But... the question remains... does he feel the same way?

Lisa hoped so. The prodigy would give anything, even her own lab, just to be accepted by him. To let Lincoln hold her, love her..., t-touch her too. She twitch again. Her pelvic area wailed for him; and the adorable four year old just had to power through. But Lincoln's image refused to leave her advanced mind. Said mind pictured his everything! His big, smooth feet, his growing physique, and that stark white hair beamed as bright as his smile. Lincoln was perfect.

Oh, Lisa needed him. And she needed him bad. Scuttling from her place, her drawer door now open, the little Einstein pulled a picture of Lincoln in his swimsuit (it was a prestigious day at the beach). Good thing Lynn was training him, because he was pretty fit for an eleven year old. A droplet of saliva his the pictures' chest; Lisa didn't even know that she was drooling.

The scientist licked up her own DNA from the picture. Then licked it again. Soon, Lisa was seen giving the picture wet licks and sloppy kisses while her thighs rubbed against each other.

She was glad she lamented the photo two weeks ago.

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Lincoln went through his day like any other day. It was boring, yes, but that's the bargain with routine; a routine he kept. All his sisters were casually going through the day, but he did remember Lisa acting a bit out of character from time to time. He'll probably talk to her about it later, for now, Lincoln would continue watching TV.

"Hey Linc," Luan cried from another room, "I gotta joke for you!"

"Shoot!" He cried back, barely taking his eyes off the screen.

"What do you call an aquatic prostitutie?"

"What?"

She paused. "Hooker, line and reel!"

Her laughter was heard from the kitchen while Lincoln struggled to breath from his own laughing. Luan only did dirty jokes, like, once a month and they were well thought out and hilarious. After wiping his eyes, he tried hard to focus on the television; but the occasional snigger escaped his lips.

Heh heh... Hooker, line and reel.

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Lisa was continuing her work, trying to get him out of her head. Switching beakers and reading movements, the prodigy aimed to complete as much as possible; relatively simple. It wasn't until she heard a tuned knock at her door, that her work stopped.

Turning around, Lisa walked over to her door and opened it. Lily's snores couldn't drown out the loud gasp the emitted from the scientist's lips. Lincoln was at the door. And he was wearing nothing but his victory underwear.

"L-Lincoln," Lisa fumbled, "what are you doing here?"

His calm, swooning voice gave her spine shivers. "I just came to see my amazing scientist of a sister. Is there anything wrong with that, Lise?"

"O-Of course not!" She really enjoyed his company.

The eleven year old walked into her room, causing her to stumble back a bit; reaching her closely, Lincoln knelt down. And now that he was at her level, his hand cupped her back, closing the space between them even more. He was basically hugging her. And Lisa enjoyed the skin to skin contact.

"L-Lincoln..."

"You okay, baby sis?"

She shivered again, but slowly nodded. Using her hands, she timidly clung onto her brother's unclothed torso with desire. Lincoln's free hand caught Lisa's chin, and gestured her to face him; the prodigy got full view of his bare chest and smile. Oh, that comforting smile. She gave one of her own.

He knelt closer to her, foreheads brushing against each other—lips close to contact.

"I love you." Said Lincoln.

They kissed.

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Lisa suddenly awoke from her desk. Was... was that a dream? She hoped for a yes and no. Looking at her surroundings, she found that everything was the same. Lily continued to sleep, her beakers bubbled a mysterious liquid, and her notes scattered the entire table.

Wiping the drool from her chin, Lisa sighed. It was a dream. Her hunk of a brother didn't come into her room. And they didn't kiss.

She continued her work.

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Hello everyone. I'm still going with the whole weekly update things, but I don't know if that's going to be a 100% thing. My family's car broke down, and I'm doing my best to support them until they get a new one. C'est la vie, am I right? Other than that, I'm still gonna do my very best to stay positive. "Lucky Me" is going through some minor changes, so stay tuned for that. Bye-Bye!