Let me know what you think of this chapter. It's a little...touchy with sexual implication, but it doesn't act on it. If you all don't like it I can always swap it and start over with something else instead of this. Again, please note that this chapter is only implicit on sexual thing, and does not have any type of lemon in here. Still, if this is something you may not enjoy please be warned now and not read this chapter. Hope you enjoy!

Okay, something was seriously wrong with him.

First of all, his pants get tight by his younger sister.

Second of all, he doesn't even care about the latter.

Third, he can't stop thinking about what he saw.

When Lana came out of the shower, all she wore was a towel around her waist. Yes, her waist. You developing breasts were revealed to him in open and plain view.

Of course, Lincoln figured, that it didn't matter in the slightest to the tomboy sister. He assumed that because, well, she is still young and doesn't indulge herself in those things. In fact if somebody even asked her to cover it up she would probably ask why, and nobody would give her a proper response as to not ruin her young mind. Even Luan would even avoid the topic, which was surprising since the entirety of the elder sisters knew that she probably had a plethora of jokes to add to the fire.

So yeah, Lincoln is basically a sister loving, pedophile. At least that's what was going through his head.

His mind was going a mile a minute, literally thinking of how in the world this outcome even occurred. One minute, he was helping Lana with her issues, then the next, he gets kissed on the lips and sees her bare chest.

What else could go wrong you ask?

Well Lana was supposed to sleep with Lincoln tonight of course!

Lincoln, of course, wasn't intentionally getting aroused by his little sister. His body was simply creating a reaction on its own, and Lincoln had no control over it. In fact, if he had even seen, for example Lucy or Lori the same way he had seen Lana a few moments ago, the same reaction would have more than likely occurred.

In fact, he never was one to indulge in lewd things. He never found a purpose in doing things of that nature until he had found somebody he could care for. Yes, he was aware and told about everything by Lori a few months ago when his body first started to change. In fact, Lori herself commented that it was probably really early for him to develop into puberty.

Right now, the white haired boy was in the bathroom covering his face wirh his hands, deep in thought. His body had seemingly calmed itself down, and he was contemplating on what he was going to do, since tonight the same sister that had just initiated such a reaction was going to be sleeping in the same bed as him tonight. Even though it was a normal reaction from the body, he was still worried it would happen again and possibly affect Lana.

Soon though, he made his decision. He was going to go with the original plan. He didn't want to let his sister down, after all, she seemed to excited that she would be able to spend some time with him and he had already promised her that she could spend the night. As a big brother, he just couldn't let his little sister down when she was counting on him. He just couldn't. The guilt would probably literally kill him if he saw her, or any of them upset and it was his fault.

That's why he was usually accommodating to all of his sisters. He didn't want to let them down. He loved to see their smiles and their positive attitudes, and if they were gone, he felt like it was his responsibility to reinstate those energies.

After the twins fought, and both Lana and Lola were distraught, he tried, and still is trying, to make them smile again. He wants them to make up and get along.

Of course, Lincoln knows his "perfect world" would probably never happen, at least while he's around, but that wouldn't stop him from trying to attain it by any means, even his own happiness.

Finally gathering the courage to leave the sanctuary that was called the bathroom. He stood up from the spot he huddled up in and turned the knob on the door. When he swung the door open, he saw his sporty sister Lynn waiting patiently outside the door. It honestly shocked him that she was so patient and didn't even say a thing to him.

"Finally," she began to complain. "I've been waiting for like five minutes!"

"Oh, sorry Lynn," Lincoln began his apology. "If you had called to me, I would have tried to be a little faster."

"I did call you." She admitted.

How long exactly was he suck in his thoughts for?...and how focused was he?

He chucked nervously and scratched the back of his neck. "Oh, sorry, I guess I didn't hear you."

She only shrugged, another surprise to him. "Eh, whatever, you're lucky I'm already beat today and just want to take a shower." She admitted to him, and he started to sweat nervously. "Anyway, what was with that dorky confident look you had just now when you were coming out of the bathroom?"

Lincoln, becoming embarrassed, began to heat up as his older sister laughed at his misfortune. Her question still stood though, as she was genuinely curious as to why her nerdy brother was so confident while exiting the bathroom of all places. When he was going to respond, he almost spilled the beans on the situation, but he luckily quickly thought up an alibi.

"O-Oh, I just, r-realized that I'm all set to take my test in math next week. I-I've been studying for it." Lincoln said as a half truth. He did indeed have a math test next week, but he hadn't been studying for it at all. In fact, the reason he didn't study was because the twins got into the fight that led him into the current situation, as well as this conversation.

She just shrugged again, now in an uncaring fashion. "Oh, well, nerds will be nerds I guess." She began to squeeze past him into the bathroom.

Lincoln sometimes has an issue where he reveals information, meant to be kept secret, when under pressure. In fact, Lynn probably only believed his exuce due to that habit, since she was aware of it and probably thought that he was telling the truth based on it.

He walked across the hallway all the way to his room, to find his younger sister already in the room, sitting in his bed waiting patiently for him.

This is going to be a long night. Isn't it...?