As to avoid any confusion while reading and interpreting character dialogue, Lincoln's alter-dimensional counterpart's name will be in between '', similar to how I did in the previous chapters.

His name will appear like this: 'Lincoln'

Oh yeah, and special thanks to Takaluca for once again helping me write this chapter!

Anyways, enjoy!


Chapter 4: Different Sisters

Everyone was looking dumbfounded at the two boys while Leni could only sigh. There was no use in hiding it anymore, and she should've expected this from a counterpart of her brother. It hasn't even been a day yet, and he's already screwed up. Leni descended from the stairs, "Everybody please step away from... 'Lincoln', I have an explanation."

"This better be convincing, Leni, or I'm telling mom and dad." Lana threatened.

"Please tell me this is some sort of joke." Luan pinched the bridge of her nose.

"I really hope it is." Lynn said quietly.

Leni shook her head. "That is not the case. My dear sisters, we're hosting the first traveler coming from a different universe from the first ever registered dimension interchanging."

"A Lincoln from another dimension?" Luan said suspiciously, shifting between the two Lincolns then looked at Leni again. "Before I ask anything else, are you sure those chemicals didn't make you go crazy or anything?" She asked as she crossed her arms. Considering Leni often spent a lot of time in the basement-turned-lab, it wouldn't come as a surprise to many, especially Lori.

"There's no evidence any of the materials I possess to have any psychological effects." Leni assured. "Though Lynn's paint might be able to react with those, creating an event with hallucinogenic properties, but since I am not the only one seeing this other Lincoln-"

"I don't think this is the time for that, Leni." Lincoln said meekly, feeling a bit uncomfortable with all of his 'sisters' staring at him

"Okay, so it's not really that." Lori concluded, closing the front door. "Though I recommend you guys take a seat, 'cause there's a lot to explain."

"How long will it take?" Lola asked, pushing her twin off of her. Lana glared in return.

"It shouldn't take less than ten minutes. Probably." Lori assured.


Leni had been rambling on for an hour while the sisters sat on the sofa, the older ones and Lincoln's counterpart had grown bored of it while the younger ones had fallen asleep after the 30 minute mark. Lincoln had decided to sit on the floor beside the couch, mainly because he felt a bit awkward sitting around them. He didn't necessarily had to, they usually squeeze everyone in the piece of furniture, but he also didn't feel comfortable walking around the house or even sitting on the furniture. For some reason, he felt unfamiliar with the place, even the carpet he sat on felt unfamiliar to him; it lacked the stains it usually had, either from the mud that was usually tracked in from outside, or the food and drinks that were sometimes dropped on it.

"And considering the Plank constant applied on Einstein's relativity theory, taking into account a reality where dilated time is equal to stationary time times the square root of one minus velocity squared over speed of light squared, so it's possible to make two different codes of universe collide, and therefore-" Leni went on rambling until she noticed Luna had her hand raised, which she had raised for a while. "Yes, Luna?"

"Um, weren't you going to just explain why there are two Lincolns?" Luna asked. "Or at least speak English?"

"Told you it was gonna be a lot." Lori said, sitting on the armrest of the couch.

Leni sighed. "Everyone wants to know what, but not why." She breathes in and out. "A magic portal made a Lincoln from another dimension come here."

"I thought you were a scientist. Why don't you explain what made the portal?" Luan added, not sounding enthusiastic in her words.

Leni was about to say something, probably regarding what she had been saying for the last hour, yet she held her tongue and stormed into to the kitchen. "Just wake up Lucy, Lana, Lola and Lisa. I am not in the required mental state to deal with them fighting all night."

"Okay?" Luna shrugged. Not really sure how that answered her question, but Leni was always unpredictable.

Lincoln untuned the conversation, and noticed all of his 'younger sisters' peacefully sleeping. He saw Leni heading towards the kitchen, but he was more concerned as to what she said before leaving. "Wait, what did she say? Who's fighting all night?"

"Don't worry about it, it wasn't like it was anything important." His counterpart said, getting up as he did, stretching himself up. "Well, that was a good waste of time. At least I've got someone else to have fun with now." He stated, walking over to Lincoln.

Leni poked her head out from the kitchen entrance, and faced the living room. "I'll be working on a way to reverse this dimension travel of yours, so please, only bother me if absolutely necessary." She mentioned towards Lincoln.

Lincoln stood up to his feet with a bad feeling in his gut. "How long do you think it will take to send me back? I'm worried about my family's reaction to, well, what had happened." He asked, shifting his gaze to look at the girls sitting on the couch. Despite having the same faces, it wasn't really his family.

"You cannot rush science." Leni said with a stern glare aimed at Lincoln and, without looking back, and she entered back into the kitchen; a door shutting close a few seconds later, which was most likely the basement door. The group fell silent, they weren't really sure what to say, especially since they didn't really understand much of what Leni had said. Nor did they know how to approach this Lincoln.

Lincoln turned to face the girls, noticing they were all looking at him. He froze in place for a second, but then gave a small wave and smiled awkwardly. "Hi…"

"He's staying in your room." Luan told 'Lincoln'.

"Huh, should have expected that. Well, it will be nice to have someone like me in this family." He approached Lincoln, and whispered in his ear. "Most of them are really boring, ya know?"

"Okay…?" Lincoln wasn't exactly sure what he meant by that. Usually, when he read comics in his underwear, it's to forget most people around him and just have time for himself.

Lynn shook each of her younger sisters awake as ordered by Leni. "Come on girls, time to wake up." She said quietly as she shook Lisa awake.

The young girl snapped awake, rubbing her eyes as to rub her sleepiness away. She looked around, seeing that her older sister wasn't there anymore. "Where's Leni?" Lisa turned to her older sisters.

"She went into the basement." Luan said as got up. "Now if you excuse me, I have some work to get done." With that, she made her way towards the stairs, going up them to her room.

"Yeah, I've got a concert coming up, and I need to practice." Luna got up, following Luan up the stairs.

"Concert?" Lincoln looked at his counterpart.

"Opera show." 'Lincoln' replied, which made Lincoln even more confused.

'Lincoln' felt a light tug on his shorts. He looked down, seeing Lisa looking up at him with that cute little smile of hers. "What is it, Lisa?"

"Can we play a game, please please please?" Lisa pulled on her brother's arm, which didn't move him an inch.

"Lisa, you know why I don't play your little games." 'Lincoln' pulled back his arm, making the toddler look at him sadly. He looked at her, then at his counterpart and smiled mischievously. "Hey, why don't you invite our visitor to play with you?"

"Wait, what?"

"Really?" Lisa looked at Lincoln with a spark in her eyes. "You'll play with me?"

"Uh…" Lincoln was unsure how to behave, yet it was probably not a good idea to go against his 'family', specially Lisa and… himself. Besides, puppy eyes are one of his weaknesses. "Sure, I guess." He smiled meekly.

"Yay!" Lisa celebrated, grabbing Lincoln by his hand, and easily dragging him upstairs. What someone can do when they are excited, or Lincoln was simply weaker than his counterpart.

Lisa brought him into her room, which looked the same for the most part except for the lack of dangerous chemicals and science equipments. Drawings were hung up on along the wall while multiple toys were scattered on the floor.

"Come, help me choose!" Lisa exclaimed, excited. She then put her hands over her mouth, Lincoln rose an eyebrow at the action.

"Sorry. Be quiet, my baby sister is sleeping." She said, quieter this time. Lincoln glanced over at the crib in the room, seeing a baby wrapped in a small, lavender blanket.

'Guess Lily is still a baby in this dimension.' Lincoln thought, quietly walking towards a chest of toys that was right past the baby crib. He opened up the chest, Lisa walking over to his side and pushing toys aside in search for something they could play.

"Do you have a game you like more?" Lisa asked. "I have a lot of toys we can play with!" She said, quietly.

Lincoln thought about it for a moment. "Well, besides video games, I like playing board games."

Lisa's head perked up, and a cute smile appeared on her face. She threw a few toys out of the toy chest, until she pulled out a box of a board game Lincoln was very familiar with; chess. Even if he knew Lisa could play, the new way she was acting made him a bit unsure if she could actually play a game of chess.

"Um, isn't chess a bit too complicated for somebody your age?" Lincoln asked, he himself knew how to play, but it wouldn't be fair for a 4-year-old. Unless she was the Lisa he knew. Then it would be unfair to him.

"Leni's been teaching me." Lisa stated. "I-I'm not very good, but I really like to play, but nobody wants to play with me that much." Lincoln noticed her sad tone.

"Why's that? You can't be that bad." He asked, taking the box from her. "Come on, I'll play with you." He smiled at her.

"Really?" Lisa's eyes began shining in happiness. She grabbed the box with both hands. "Let's go to the dining room. It'll be better, and Lily won't wake up." She suggested, running downstairs, leaving Lincoln behind.

As he was about to leave, he took one last look around the room. "One thing's for sure," He then looked at the crib Lily was sleeping in. "This isn't the Lisa I know, but I wonder how the others act."

He stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him, with the caution to avoid noise, and therefore not awake the baby lying on the crib. It simply didn't feel right calling her his sister. It was like he wasn't part of the Loud family… or this family wasn't the Loud family. One thing that cleary assured that was how quiet the place was. It wasn't Lucy's level of silence, but it was definitely below of an average day with his family.

While walking, kind of dizzy with the lack of noise, he stumbled into someone at the bottom of the staircase, which made them both fall on the ground. Lincoln got up first, and spotted Lynn… or the person who supposedly is Lynn in this reality.

"Oh, sorry." Lincoln apologized, and offered his hand to help her up.

"N-no, it's fine. I should've looked where I was going." Lynn got up, hanging her head low. "Sorry about that." She apologized as she grabbed her left arm, passing by Lincoln and heading up the stairs in a hurry.

"Okay...I'll definitely have to talk to her later." Lincoln assured himself. For now, he still had an appointment with a 4 year old girl to play a chess match. He had a feeling that would be as strange as it sounded.

He saw Lisa setting up the board game on the dinner table, however she seemed to be mixing up the positions of some of the pieces. He also noticed she had a confused expression on her face, like she knew something was wrong, but didn't know what it was. An expression he's often seen his Lisa do as well. Though, when it happened with his Lisa, nobody else knew what was wrong in her answer. They usually didn't even knew the right answer. Or even understand the subject.

"Here, let me help you." Lincoln approached Lisa. She only saw him changing the position of the wrong pieces. "You don't play this game often, do you?"

"Well…" Lisa looked unsure. "I don't play that much. I saw Leni playing it a lot with her friends, and I asked her to teach me how to play. But even she doesn't have much time to play with me."

"Leni has friends?" Lincoln asked, surprised. In his mind, he knew it was stupid to ask, but he remembered his Lisa's struggle with making friends. Maybe it was due that Leni was one of the most sociable in his family, along with Lori and Luan, so that seemed to explain it.

"Of course she has, but I never see one of them. I think the name of her best friend is 'Computer'. She always said it's the biggest challenge she has ever faced, but Leni is smart, I know she wins against him." Lisa grinned, playing with the white and black knight pieces.

Okay, that makes a lot more sense. Lincoln could definitely see his Lisa finding a machine friend more entertaining than an actual human being. He seated right in front of Lisa, and she laid both knights back on the board. "So, white pieces or black pieces?" Lincoln asked.

"Uhh, white." Lisa replied. That was good, as she actually had those pieces right in front of her.

"So, I start?" She asked, and Lincoln nodded. Lisa hovered her hand over the pieces, she picked the pawn on her far left side and looked at Lincoln. He nodded back at her, and Lisa moved the piece one step front. Lincoln then grabbed the knight at his right side, and moved it two steps forward, and one to the left.

"You can do that?" Lisa questioned.

"Uh, yes, you actually can." Lincoln replied, pretty sure the Leni from this reality could have done a better job of teaching Lisa. Or Lisa simply needed more practice. "So, you don't get to play that much?" He asked.

"No, I don't." Lisa moved the pawn the opposite side two squares. "My sisters are too busy and Lincoln never wants to play with me, so I play with Lily a lot."

"And I suppose she doesn't know how to play chess." Lincoln moved the pawn right in front of his king one square ahead.

"Of course not, she's a baby." Lisa moved the pawn in front of her queen two squares ahead. "Leni is the one I play with the most." She blurted out, waiting for Lincoln's turn.

"You and Leni seem very close to each other." Lincoln commented, as he moved his bishop three squares to the left.

"We are, but I play with my other sisters too. Lola plays with me outside and her animal buddies, Lana invites me to her tea parties, Lucy plays with me before she leaves to go out with her friends, and Lynn teaches me how to draw like her." Lisa explained, moving her queen two squares ahead. The last mentions catched Lincoln's attention. Well, all of them, to be honest. Of course, Lola sometimes played outside with her toy car, and Lucy sometimes met with her friends for poetry sessions, but just like the two of the facts he heard were simply unbelievable, the other two were sort of infrequent.

"Wow." Was all that Lincoln would say. He grabbed his queen and moved her right/up until he reached the right corner. "Your sisters seem kind of busy."

"They are." Lisa said with a sad sigh. She moved her right bishop over the pawn, until it reached the far left corner. Even if it was against the rules, Lincoln let it slide since she is only 4 years old. Though he had to wonder how she knew that. "But Mommy and Daddy are almost never home." Lisa added softly.

Lincoln used his queen to capture the pawn right in front of her queen. "Really? Do they work a lot?"

"Hey! You stole my piece!" Lisa complained, until she remembered that's how the game works. "Oh… Nevermind, sorry." She apologized, moving her queen up to Lincoln's queen "Yeah, they often work until nighttime, often really past my bedtime."

"Hey! I didn't see your queen there!" Lincoln exclaimed in a joking matter, even if he had done that on purpose, earning laughs from the toddler. "So, uh, what do your siblings like doing?" Lincoln was curious for more information on the kids living in this house.

"Leni's really smart, she said she was a see-en-tist. I think." Lisa moved the pawn in front of her rook on her right a square ahead. "Lincoln's really strong and fast, he likes playing sports too. Luna likes to play music; Lynn likes to draw; Lana plays in theater; and Lola likes to plant in the garden with Mommy." She explained, scratching her head as to try remembering what other things her siblings did, but she came up short.

"Hmm, very interesting…" Lincoln moved the pawn in front of his left rook two squares to the front. Things were apparently very different from his own reality. He could even call some of those things the complete opposite of some of his sisters.

Their little game had been cut short as the sound of shouting came from upstairs. From the voices alone, he could tell it was Lana and Lola fighting again. Or at the very least he could tell Lola was involved.

The dust cloud from their fighting came rolling down the stairs, along with the twins themselves. Even in this reality, the twins apparently fight constantly. Since nobody was around downstairs, Lincoln knew he was one who had to stop the fight. Shouldn't be too hard, should it? After all, he had ended a lot of arguments before

He rose up from his seat, and walked into the dust cloud. As it dissipated, it revealed Lincoln holding the twins sisters away from each other, though Lana kept trying to pounce on Lola while the latter kept sticking her tongue out.

Lana thrashed around, trying to release herself from Lincoln's grip. "Stop it, you're ruining my dress!"

"I'll put you down if you promise not to fight." Lincoln responded sternly.

"Fine, I won't." Lana crossed her arms and glared at the boy.

Lincoln placed them both on the floor, Lana trying to pounce on Lola again, but was held back by Lincoln. Lola didn't try to get back at her twin, rather she stood in place with her arms crossed, shooting a fierce glare at her twin.

"Mind telling me why are you two fighting?" Lincoln requested, looking at the two. Mostly expecting some petty reason, which always seemed to be the case for their fights.

"Lola broke my favorite teacup!" Lana said accusingly.

Such as expected. Despite the odd feeling at hearing Lola break the tea cup, and Lana being mad at it, Lincoln had experience with these types of situations plenty of times.

He turned at Lola, who still kept her glare. "And why did you do that Lola?"

"Why? Because she ran her stupid car over my flower bed! I spent hours planting them!" Lola shouted, pointing at Lana in an accusing manner.

Great, Lincoln was confused again, but he can't let that affect him from stopping this fight. He tried to think of something, something that would end this fight with both sides happy. It wasn't difficult, but it still racked his brain. Until he finally came up with a solution, even if he was slightly uncomfortable with it.

"Okay, Lana," He turned to Lana, the girl raising her eyebrow in response. "how about I glue together your tea cup, and Lola," He turned towards the tomboy. "how about I help you replant your flower bed?" He offered.

The pair looked at him in a surprised manner, as if they weren't expecting him to offer his help. They both glanced at each other, then looked back and Lincoln, nodding in conformation. "Sure, that works." They replied in unison.

"Cool." Lincoln smiled, he turned as he headed back to the dining room. However, he felt a tug on his polo. He turned his head around to see Lana was the one who grabbed his shirt.

"Oh no you don't, I was in the middle of a tea party, and I plan on finishing it, so you're going to fix my teacup right this instant!" She demanded, letting go of Lincoln's polo.

"Okay, okay, geez." Lincoln rolled his eyes, watching Lana go up the stairs as he straightened his shirt. He directed his gaze towards Lola. "Go on ahead in planting the flowers, I'll catch up with you in a bit."

"Um, okay." Lola responded, caught a bit off-guard. She past by Lincoln, but not without looking back at him and smiling. "Thanks." With that, she headed towards that backdoor that lead to the backyard.

Lincoln stepped into the dining room, seeing Lisa once again playing with the knight pieces again. She spotted him and her face immediately lit up. He wasn't used to seeing Lisa happy to see him, he was mostly used to being greeted with a stoic expression, but this Lisa's smile made him feel warm inside.

"You're back! What took you so long?" The 4-year-old asked.

"Sorry Lisa, but we're gonna have to cut the match short." Lincoln replied, seeing Lisa frown in disappointment.

"What? Why?"

"I have to fix Lana's teacup, and then I have to help Lola in her garden."

"Oh." Lisa said sadly, put down the knight pieces and shifting her gaze to the floor.

However, Lincoln walked towards her side and patted her head. Lisa looked at him and gave him a small smile, which he returned. "How about we continue next time?" He suggested.

"Okay." Lisa gave a cute smile, which honestly made Lincoln want to pinch her little cheeks.

Lincoln pet her head again. "Nice, now we need to clean this up."

"I'll do it." Lisa declared, grabbing the box the board game was supposed to be stored in. "You go help Lana, she's really impatient."

"Are you sure you can do it?" Lincoln looked at her.

"Mhm!" Lisa nodded.

Lincoln smirked. "I trust your word." He rubbed the girl's hair affectionately before he made his way towards the staircase.


Climbing up them and reaching the top, he walked towards the second to last room on his left, where he supposed the twins' room was. Knocking on the door, he heard a "Come in" from the other side. He twisted the knob and opened the door, the room was the same for the most part, but one thing he noticed is that the room was far more tidy, lacking the usual muck that was usually found on Lana's side of the room. He also noticed the lack of animals, the laundry pile and reptile containers; the room was almost spotless to say the least.

"Are you going to just stand there?"

Lincoln looked over at the other side of the room, where Lana was sitting with her legs crossed over one another. Beside her was a table and various stuffed animals sitting in individual chairs with a tea set in the center. He saw a broken teacup, it wasn't broken into several pieces, but it would still take a while to put it back together. The young boy walked over to the princess, and almost immediately, she grabbed and placed a tub of superglue on his palm.

"Here's the glue, now get to work!" Lana ordered.

Lincoln could only roll his eyes at this, he was used to this type of behavior by now, yet it still felt strange with it coming from Lana instead of Lola. He grabbed a vacant chair and sat in it, even though he couldn't really fit in it, and began to glue back the pieces of the broken cup.

Lana watched his work, seeing him carefully grab the pieces, applying the glue and sticking it where it should go. However, she noticed a bandaid wrapped around his right index finger. She was tempted to ask what happened to him, but rather she only barked at him go faster.

"Can you do it a bit faster? My tea's getting cold!"

"Be patient, I don't want to get cut." Lincoln remarked.

"Ugh…" Lana sighed, tapping her fingers against her arm impatiently.

"Don't you have anything else to do? You don't have to watch me work."

"Just shut up and hurry with the darn thing."

"Fine."

"That's better."

"Ow!"


After what seemed like forever, for Lana at least, Lincoln had finally put the broken cup back together. Lana took the cup gently onto her hand, analyzing it; while there were some cracks, they were mostly unnoticeable. She smirked satisfyingly. Now she could continue her tea party.

"All fixed, can I leave?"

"Sure, you can-" Lana stopped mid-sentence, seeing Lincoln with his left middle finger in his mouth.

"What?" Lincoln raised his eyebrow.

"...Are you giving me the finger?" Lana asked harshly.

Lincoln realized how this might've looked to her, and took his finger out of his mouth, wiping the saliva off against his jeans. "No, sorry, I just cut myself on one of the shards."

"Hold on." Lana got up and walked over to the nightstand beside her bed. She opened the drawer, rummaging through it until she pulled out a box of bandaids.

Now why did she have a box of bandaids? Who knows.

Lana walked back towards him, handing him one of the bandaids. "Here, it's for your finger. Just don't put it in your mouth again 'cause it's disgusting."

Lincoln took and applied the bandaid on his finger. "Uh, thanks?"

"Yeah, yeah, now get out of my room." Lana shooed him.

Lincoln obeyed her order and left her room, yet he felt a bit strange. Maybe it was a late reaction to Lana's attitude, but he wasn't sure. He looked at the bandaid she had given him, it was pink with stars on them, which honestly made him feel even stranger because it was Lana who had given it to him.

He might be exaggerating, and he probably was, but he still can't believe what he had been seeing. His 'sisters' and counterpart in this dimension acted a whole lot differently than he and his sisters did, despite them having their faces.

But he had to think about this later, since he had an appointment with Lola outside.

Walking down the stairs, Lincoln walked past the empty dining room to the kitchen, which was also empty. Regardless of having 'Loud' as a last name, this house was extremely quiet, which honestly freaked him out a bit as he wasn't used to the house being this quiet. It almost felt like he was alone, despite having the knowledge that people were home. He strode towards the back door, but stopped just before he opened it, he looked back at the basement door. Instead of the standard, wooden door, it was made out of metal, it had no handle and there was a padlock with a four-digit code. If he would guess, that probably led to where Leni had gone, more likely her lab.

Regardless, he didn't seem to want to bother her right now.

With a swing of the door, Lincoln was met with the stunning sight of a garden. Different species of flowers were flourishing beautifully with a variety of different colors, not to mention it smelled nice too. Even though it was small, it still made the backyard look beautiful.

"Wow…" Lincoln breathed.

"Hey, Lincoln!" Lincoln saw Lola wave him over.

"Hey, Lola!" Lincoln approached her, careful to not step into any of the flowers, which proved to be easier said than done. "Nice work you got here."

"Thanks." Lola smiled, dusting off the dirt from her gloves. "I started not too long ago, so you're just on time."

"That's good. So, what can I do to help you?"

Lola handed pointed towards an extra pair of gloves and gardening tools. "Just grab those, we need to dig the holes first."

"Alrighty then." Lincoln grabbed the equipment required, putting on the gloves, and went back to Lola. Gardening should be easy enough. Just dig a hole, plant a flower, and water it twice a week. "So, do we just dig the holes or…"

Lola shook her head as she grabbed the shovel. "We gotta make sure it isn't too deep, or too shallow, it's got to be just right." She handed the shovel over to Lincoln. "Start digging while I'll go get the pots."

Lincoln just nodded as she went out of his sight. The problem is, he had no idea how deep should the hole be. So, he simply began digging holes in random places with sizes he'd guess were correct. And he had to say, it was much exhausting than he thought it would be. Soon, he began sweating, using the gloves to dry out the drop on his forehead. After he had almost 10 holes dug up, Lola came back with a cart which carried several pots with grown flowers in them.

"Hey, not bad." Lola complemented, however she noticed Lincoln looking exhausted already. "Tired already? Also, you've got dirt on your face."

"Huh?" Lincoln placed his hands on his face, and felt the dirt. If it wasn't full of organic materials before, it was now. "Oh, great. I'll need a shower after this."

And then he remembered he was in another dimension. Without his necessities.

"Right." He mentally groaned.

"I wouldn't bother, you'll just get dirty again, so what's the point?" Lola shrugged. She grabbed one of the pots and handed it to Lincoln. "Grab the pot, remove the flower from it, and put it inside the whole, making sure the roots are all inside."

"What kind of flowers are these?" Lincoln asked as he took the pot in his hands. He wasn't a flower expert.

"They're peonies, they're native to Asia, Europe and West North America." Lola informed, removing the peony from its pot. "My mom found a store selling seeds of them, I had more before, but Lana ran them over with that stupid car of hers." She snarled at the memory of all her hard work going to waste, all thanks to her sister.

"Well, accidents happen." Lincoln tried to relieve the tension in the air. "And in the Loud House, many of them happen." He thought.

"Yeah, but I wish she would actually consider something before she takes action, is that too much to ask?!" Lola exclaimed as she planted the peony into the hole, then covering it up with dirt.

Lincoln copied her movements to make sure he wouldn't do a mistake. "For some people, it might be." Lincoln remembered all the times one of his sisters did something like they had no brains at all. Even if he was angry at them at the time, he eventually forgave them. Until the next one happens.

Lola stayed silent for a moment, grabbing the other pot and removing the flower from it. "And how do you know?" She asked Lincoln.

"Personal experiences," Lincoln answered. "Or you're telling me this was the only time you saw someone act like they couldn't think?"

"...No." Lola said softly.

"Happens with all of us, I guess," Lincoln grabbed his second pot. "So, this is what you like doing?"

The girl nodded in response. "It's the only thing my parents allow me to do."

Lincoln rose an eyebrow at this. "What do you mean?"

"I like to do a lot of things, but my parents don't allow me to do them." Lola remarked, covering the flower then getting up to grab her third plant. "I like animals, but my parents don't let me keep them."

Now that she mentioned it, Lincoln hadn't seen any of the family pets, not even now in the backyard. Not even of the family dog, Charles. He began looking around to see if he could get any sight of him, or his dog house, but he saw neither were in the vicinity.

Lola noticed him looking around. "Don't worry, Dad just took them to the vet, he should be back with them soon." She assured, which made Lincoln sigh of relief.

"That's good, they gotta stay healthy." Lincoln said.

"Yeah, they do." Lola gave a small smile. "Come on, let's finish planting."

Lincoln returned the smile. "Sure thing."

"Thanks for your help."

"No problem."


Lincoln had spent the rest of the afternoon helping Lola plant her flower bed, and it was actually nice and relaxing. Lola informed him on more about the peonies they were planting, and it really surprised of how much knowledge she had about these flowers, he couldn't imagine how much she knew about every single plant in the garden. Now while it was a fun activity to do, it was also quite messy and Lincoln did the worst decision to wipe off the dirt on his shirt, ending up getting it covered in dirt. And dark brown isn't a color that goes very well with orange.

Once they had finished, Lola took over watering the plants and thanked Lincoln for his help. So, Lincoln made his way back towards the kitchen to get a glass of water to clench his thirst.

'Didn't know gardening was so exhausting to do, and it looks easy from afar.' Lincoln thought as he grabbed a cup from the cabinet, filling it up with water from the tap. 'Then again, that's with almost anything one of my sisters do.'

"Lincoln?"

"GAH!"

"AH!"

Lincoln spilled the water on himself due to the scare, didn't even need to turn around to know it was Lucy who had scared him. Even if she didn't look the same, like most of his family counterparts, apparently she could still scare people when she wanted to. Even if his Lucy wouldn't be scared back.

"Oh, hi Lucy…" Lincoln felt a bit awkward by calling her by that name. It was like they were two different people. Well, her clothing attire was similar to his Lucy's, but it was mostly consistent of pink and white while also lacking the long, striped legging and sleeves Lucy usually wore.

And what freaked him out the most is that her hair wasn't covering her eyes, neither was her skin extremely pale, it was normal.

"Uh, hi…" Lucy waved with a forced smile. Again, something Lincoln wasn't used to seeing on Lucy's face. She usually didn't smile, and when she did, it wasn't forced.

"So, uh, how are you doing?" Lincoln asked, trying to make the situation less awkward.

"I'm fine, what about you?" Lucy returned the question.

"Good." Lincoln replied. And he noticed he failed to make the situation less awkward. Is not like his Lucy was much of a talkative person, but it wasn't strange. Well, this kind of strange. Sometimes Lucy's topics were a bit too weird.

They stood there for a bit in an awkward air of silence. He noticed Lucy looking around, as if looking for something to talk about, or at least make the situation less awkward.

"I saw you helping out Lola in the garden." Lucy mentioned, hoping this would keep the conversation going.

"Ah, yes." Lincoln replied. "She and Lana were fighting, so I agreed to help both of them. That way we don't have them destroying the whole house."

"Huh." Lucy gave him a small smile. "That's actually kind of genius, Lana and Lola are really hard to split up when they get into fights."

Lincoln was glad the conversation didn't seem forced anymore. "After a few hundred times, you get used to stopping their fights."

Lucy giggled.

Lucy giggled.

If the world wasn't ending, he was only even more certain he wasn't on his world.

"Well, you are from another dimension, or whatever Leni said, right?" Lucy asked him.

"Well, yes." Lincoln agreed. "I have to say, things are quite different back from where I come from."

"How different?" Lucy tilted her head and looked at him with curiosity.

"Uh… where should I start?" Lincoln wondered. "Well, for starters, I'm used to a more… Loud family. No pun intended."

Lucy seemed confused. "You mean, like, in the name, right?"

"Partially yes. Truth be told, there wasn't a single moment you wouldn't hear a scream or something breaking." He explained. "It's much more agitated, and mostly more stressful."

"Hm." Lucy hummed, she wasn't really sure how to respond, but they had to keep the conversation going. "How is Lynn in your dimension? Is she an artist too?"

"Not really." Lincoln almost laughed, yet he managed to hold himself. "She's more of a sports girl. She plays every single one of them very well."

Lucy seemed suspicious of this."Lynn? A sports girl? Are you sure you're not confusing her for someone else?" She could not believe what she was hearing, as far as she knew, Lynn was the last person she would expect to be a sports fanatic, like her brother.

"You think I wasn't surprised to see some things different around here? Everyone I've met so far is almost unrecognizable to me. Well, except Lily, but I guess there isn't much that can be different in a baby."

"That doesn't sound like the Lynn I know."

"Well-" Lincoln paused for a second. This could be a great opportunity to learn more about this world's Lynn, which might also explain why she acts weird around him. "How does your Lynn act exactly?" He asked, hoping Lucy would give him some valuable information. He really needed to know, or else his brain will explode from all the confusion.

The girl's body language shifted from casual to tense, almost as if she was afraid he would ask that question. No use in avoiding it now, she had to open her mouth.

"She's really timid, she doesn't like going out, much less play sports." Lucy said blankly, hoping that would be enough for him.

Unfortunately, she's talking to Lincoln Loud. Even if he wasn't her actual brother. "Well, okay, but what does she usually likes doing? I know my Lynn is anything but timid."

"She likes drawing, painting and just art in general."

Well, that explains the encounter in the hallway. He should have expected Lynn's hobbies wouldn't be the same, just like nobody else's was.

"Well, based on what I saw earlier, that's probably it." Lincoln said. "Hey, Lucy, could I ask you something?"

Lucy looked at him questionably. "Yeah?"

"You said that Lynn is timid, and a lot of people are like that to strangers, but earlier today, before Leni explained I'm not exactly your brother, she seemed to avoid me, like she was afraid or something. Is that normal for her?"

He saw Lucy shift her weight to her other leg, he could tell by her facial expression that she was a bit held back on telling him. "You don't have to tell me, I was just curious-"

"I-I actually don't know why."

Lincoln was dumbfounded. "What? But she's like this with everyone, right? Plus, aren't you her roommate?" He asked, now more confused than before.

"No, she's not." Lucy assured. "I don't really know why since she's always been like that." She crossed her arms, avoiding Lincoln's gaze.

Okay, he got answers that led to more questions. Like, seriously, there has to be a reason as to why Lynn was acting like that, it can't just be a simple 'She's always been like that'. There has to be a reason, and he felt Lucy knew a bit more than what she told him.

'Guess they aren't that different from each other.'

"So, you don't know why she avoids me?"

Lucy shrugged. "Could be her trust issues."

Wait-

"Why would she have trust issues? And why with her brother?"

"I meant she doesn't trust people easily, I didn't mean she doesn't trust Lincoln." Lucy corrected, raising her hands up in defense.

"Lucy…" Lincoln simply called.

Lucy tried to keep a straight face, but from her stance, he could easily tell she was nervous. That's another difference from his Lucy compared to this Lucy, that even Lincoln himself could read through her.

"Y-yeah?"

"I might not be wearing the same clothes, but I know I'm very similar to your brother, in appearance. If Lynn had some problem with me before Leni explained I came from another dimension, something is going on with her and your version of Lincoln."

Watching cop shows surely seemed to pay off. Plus his detective skills from reading Acy Savvy.

Lucy let out a sigh, a real sigh, and let her stance relax. She looked at him in the eyes. "I really have no idea what's going on between them." She admitted, then shifting her head to look at a drawing on the fridge that seemed to be drawn by a 4 year old. "They were normal before, but Lincoln became more… physical."

"Physical? You mean, like… fighting?" Lincoln asked. In any other situation, he'd thank for still being alive after a fight with Lynn, but hearing this replaced his confusion with concern.

"He likes to tease us a lot, sometimes calling us names. Not bad names, but nicknames." Lucy said softly.

"What kind of nicknames?"

"You ask a lot of questions."

"Well, I'm from another dimension, and my family is totally different…" Lincoln pointed out. "It's natural I get curious out of this."

"Look, I don't know anything else, please stop asking." Lucy said, and Lincoln rather not accidently make the whole family hostile towards him. Especially considering how this family usually handles people they hate.

But would this Loud family really do the same thing?

Lincoln did not want to know the answer to that.

"Fine, sorry for pushing it." He said, noticing the nervousness on the girl. "I just- I don't know." He confessed. What was he supposed to do? From this one statement, he could already conclude he probably wasn't the favorite sibling of most in the house. "Can I do something to help?"

"It's fine." Lucy walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder, smiling. "I can tell you about something else later, for now, you gotta hide."

"Why do I need to hide?"

"Because mom and dad are home." She pointed at the window above the water tap, where the headlights of a vehicle were shining through.

"Oh, snap." Lincoln whispered. He knew how much trouble he's bring if his 'parents' found out about a dimensional traveler, specifically Li- no, not Lisa, Leni. "Where should I go?"

"Go to Lincoln's room, I'll try to bring some food up to you later." Lucy smiled.

"And probably some new clothes?" Lincoln asked. He didn't know how long he'd have to stay in that dimension, so he had to be prepared.

"Maybe Lincoln can lend you some."

Okay, that wasn't what he was expecting, but it was good enough.

"Alright, thanks Lucy." Lincoln thanked, putting the glass on the counter, and running out of the kitchen before his 'parents' saw him.

Lucy's smile faded once he left the kitchen.

She looked back at the drawing on the fridge, shifting her gaze to the one above it. A sketch of a girl shaded in pencil was clipped on top, it hadn't been finished on time so it was roughly made. In the sketch, the girl was smiling while a bouquet of flowers; in her left eye, a small tear had rolled down her cheek. The girl's eyes were hidden behind her bangs with the shine from the tear shining from the light source in the sketch. However, whether it was due intentional or not, you couldn't really tell if the girl was crying of happiness, or hiding her pain with a smile. It was still a good piece, whatever the intention was.

Lucy's eyes wandered to the top right of the sketch, where the artist's signature was signed, along with the date the sketch was made in.

'Lynn Loud Jr.- 03/06/16'


Lincoln ran up the stairs, down the hall, opening the door and slamming it shut. By the time he had left the kitchen, he had heard the door knob shifting. He felt lucky as he escaped the sight of his parents counterparts, and hoped they wouldn't try to enter his room unannounced.

"What the hell happened to you?"

Lincoln then realized he was not alone in the bedroom. He turned around, seeing his counterpart reading a comic book on the top bunk. That was very similar to him, except he wasn't with his underwear.

"Oh, sorry, didn't saw you in here. Your parents just arrived, and I couldn't let them see me."

"Makes sense." 'Lincoln' replied. "Don't wanna get in trouble. So, had some fun with Leni's number one fan?"

"Number one fan?" Lincoln questioned. "Don't you mean Lisa?"

"Well, both work for me, only the former is funnier. Seriously, Lisa follows that nerd almost 24/7." 'Lincoln' snickered.

So this is what Lucy meant by nicknames.

"She wasn't that bad, she's actually really fun to be with." Lincoln sat on the bottom bunk of the bed, trying not to hit his head on the bunk.

"Hahaha, good one dude!" 'Lincoln' laughed. "I know she's four, but you can't say it isn't annoying when she forgets all the rules." He poked his head from the top bunk to look at Lincoln, his feet holding onto the bed frame so he doesn't fall off.

"Give her a break, she's only four." Lincoln rolled his eyes.

"Stop sounding like mom, man." He complained. "They say size doesn't matter. Except when it does, which is always. She's young, and she's annoying, end of story."

Lincoln was bewildered what was coming out of his mouth. Well, his counterpart's voice.

Not his mouth, he meant his counterpart's.

"Dude, she's four years old, AND she's really small!" Lincoln exclaimed. He knew having 10 sisters would get annoying, and some of them really were annoying, but refusing to play with them because of something like that? Not even his Lucy would do that.

"Whatever." 'Lincoln' shrugged, not really caring.

Lincoln could only sigh, he wasn't going to bother arguing further on, especially when he kept Lucy's statement in mind. He could ask him about it now, but it would be better if he gave it some time. This day has been really crazy.

"So, what did you think of the rest of us?" His counterpart asked like nothing.

"To put it simply, you're all different from my family in my world." Lincoln said blankly, not bothering to go into further detail.

"So, I assume we're different as well?" 'Lincoln' raised his eyebrow.

Lincoln shrugged. "Guess we'll have to see."

"I can show you around town, let's see what's different from your world compared to mine. Just don't be annoying, like most of my sisters" 'Lincoln' suggested, and Lincoln had to take him on the offer. Except for that last part, which honestly got on his nerves a bit. He didn't know why though.

They weren't his sisters, so why was he getting annoyed by him calling them annoying? A lot of boys, including himself, who have sisters will call them annoying every once in a while, but he felt like his counterpart was calling them annoying with such lack of regard, like someone would call a classmate, a TV add, or a stranger selling stuff on the street annoying.

"Sure, but do you have some clothes you can lend me?" Lincoln addressed at his dirty appearance.

"Uh, yeah, just grab them from my drawer." His counter pointed at the dresser.

"Thanks."

"Lincoln, time for dinner!"

"Oh yeah, I'm starving!" 'Lincoln' exclaimed. "Hope you don't mind staying here, since there's no other options." He said, leaving the room.

I didn't have that many options to begin with.

Lincoln went towards the dresser, opening the first drawer where he saw socks and underwear neatly folded. He founded a bit strange since it wasn't necessarily his room, but it was at the same time. It felt like searching around someone else's bedroom. He pulled a simple, white pair of clean undies and closed the drawer.

He opened the second drawer where he found various shirts, neatly folded as well. He grabbed a simple orange T-shirt and closed the drawer. Honestly, he expected his counterpart to be a lot more messy, but his room was found to be clean and tidy.

He opened the last drawer and grabbed a random pair of pants, if they were the same physically, he shouldn't have any issues with things like size of clothes. Maybe their styles were different, but Lincoln couldn't ask to have the exact same clothes from his reality.

A small knock was heard at the door, then the shift of footsteps. Cautiously, he creaked the door open, seeing Lynn and Lucy's bedroom door close suddenly. Looking down, he felt his eyes widen and his mouth water. Someone actually bothered to not let him starve, and it didn't required a lot to know it was Lucy. He'd thank her later, he wouldn't risk getting caught just now.

And it was lasagna. Delicious. Or at least he hope so. So many things changed between realities, he wouldn't be surprised if stuff such as food would have changed as well.

"I'll think about that later, for now, I have a some lasagna to enjoy."

With that, Lincoln picked up the plate and fork, and closed the bedroom door.

'Time to relax for today.'