The Loud House: Future Love Run Amok!

by TotCall720

Three years into the future and things are going to be shaken up, big time. New forbidden relationships emerge as Lincoln struggles to find out what's going on with the nature of the older Loud sisters still at home, and with himself. The ball gets rolling with Luna, and spirals from here. Potential Harem in the future. Reviews, PM feedback and critique strongly desired. Thank you!

21. Chapter 21

Chapter 21: It's Always Sunny in Royal Woods: Part 1: Home Cookin & Dairyland Amoosment Park

At one time Lincoln felt his large family could be constricting and generally, a hindrance to his personal life and affairs. He figured it was regular for teenage guys to not want to spend time like their family, and besides his private situation with Luna recently sapping a good chunk of his time, and his rather poor time management lately, he had been becoming a bit like the common hormonally stressed out, privacy-seeking teen boys he thought he'd never become.

But in grand Lincoln Loud style, he returned back to his impeccable time management roots and daily planning, even if his plan names were ridiculously long. The shortest plan name he came up with was, "Operation: Spend time with your family because of newfound perspective and appreciation!"

...he was still ironing out a shorter phrase. Luna suggested, "Operation: Reacquaint," Lincoln smacking himself in the face for not thinking of that sooner.

Now, after everything that happened to him, he couldn't get enough of that sort of familial involvement, to be part of his family's lives again. Even though he was doing it to some degree beforehand, it was forced distraction from his personal problems. With those finally in his grasp, it was back to the classics.

Nearly two weeks passed since the funeral service, and ever since, Lincoln had been spending an enormous amount of time with his siblings and parents.

He reintegrated himself in the lives of all his sisters, and even spent some time with Lori and Bobby for a day, hanging with Bobby one day at his car dealership and getting taught by Bobby the fundamentals of actually driving cars...secretly; it was a bro-bro secret neither would let Lori know...or so they thought. Lori had seen them across the street, Bobby letting Lincoln secretly drive around the block when she was going out to get them some burgers. At first she wanted to pummel her boyfriend, but seeing the look on their faces, pure fun and good times, after all that Lincoln had gone through, she couldn't bring herself to ruin it.

"Dang it boo-boo bear...why do you make it so hard to punish you?" She said to herself in a lusty sigh, the thought potentially having more meaning than most would care to think.

All in all, he had a ton of fun at the dealership with Lori and Bobby, and even hung out with Lori and Bobby at their apartment, her still in her legal office attire with just her slip on shoes off and Lincoln in his socks, both in a trance trying to beat one another at a car racing game. Bobby was in the kitchen with a pink apron on cooking up dinner. Lincoln noticed something rather...curious about the apron he had on. It wrote on the chest area "Lori's man," then by the groin "Lori's Prize," and, most curious of all to Lincoln, a little flap that dangled over Bobby's butt from the straps that read, "Lori's Property." Lincoln just tucked that little observation to the back of his mind and pretended he didn't observe that, and enjoyed the rekindled bonding with his oldest sister and unofficial big bro, and in his mind, as he smiled when he saw Bobby and Lori swooning...his step-brother, he hoped.

That was just one day.

He did a ton of things with his younger sisters as well. Each day was a mish mash of either dedicating a day to one, or a bunch of sisters, like how he use to do it...besides Luna, he admitted, even though he and Luna were a secret special case.

From watching nearly fifty movies and trying a bunch of impressions with Lily, helping Lisa with her experiments and math (unsuccessfully, but, Lisa felt the thought counted and very much appreciated the time investment), playing with the new herd of frogs and other new assortment of animal species Lana had on the property since the house fiasco, to helping Lola prep for a new coming wave of winter beauty pageants, he tried to allocate an inordinate amount of time to his younger siblings, who he felt he had not spent enough time with lately, ever since the disaster and his emotional turmoil.

This "reacquainting" did lessen the amount of hang-out time he was allocating for with Luna, but Luna was quite supportive of Lincoln's new family-oriented attitude and focus. She found it quite cute...and in her own words, rather "hot" that he was being such a supportive big brother...Lincoln still couldn't stop himself from blushing at her little flirtatious lust-laden quips. That just made the little moments she sneaked with him that much hotter, more dangerous and risky, though occasionally she would sneak Lincoln into the bathroom to ensure they had a moment alone to have some "quick rockin fun" as Luna put it, and boy did Lincoln love this quick but intense fun...they learned how to clean the bathroom floor up quickly as a result too.

Alas, the younglings weren't the only ones he bonded with again.

The rare, once in every hundred blue moons came.

Lincoln finally got a dream wish come true, to spend a day with his dad, but not just any day with his father; the day had finally come up.

"Take your son to work day."

At Lynn Sr's job, the day had finally arrived, and boy did he and Lincoln have a ball at the restaurant Lynn Sr worked at. It seemed the owner and Lynn Sr's boss "somehow" learned about the day, and as such, helped his employee out. Lincoln was so stoked, and Lynn Sr had such a fun food fight at the end of the shift. One thing Lynn Sr did notice was that Lincoln seemed to have his knack for cooking, to the degree that Leni and Luan had it as well. That gave him an enormous amount of pride, to know his only son had his mindset and techniques without even having to be told; they had the same mental wavelength when it came to making food.

"Now if I could just teach your older sister Luna to cook son, good lord! As rockin a musician she is, she could wipe out a slime mold's taste buds, bloody day! Heehehhehe," Lynn Sr thought humorously, noting how Luna seemed to only make the bare basics if she ever ate, never cooking really. Even the time she tried making Mick Swagger's favorite food for herself, Shepard's Pie, she nearly burned the house down just trying to mix the ingredients. Lucky for her, Luan and Leni intervened.

"So...let's see...that means you son, Leni, Luan, Lynn Jr, Lola and Lana...we don't know how Lily will turn out, so that's about half my kids having my gifts at Lynncuisine, ahahhaah," Lynn Sr thought with a smile, before Lincoln nailed him in the face with an éclair.

Lincoln then spent several days with his mom, who seemed to be on a spending binge to spoil her son with things he insisted he didn't really need, though they were items Lincoln was a complete and absolute sucker for; anime, anime games, video games, the new PS5 which topped the Xbox One X's reputation as the most powerful home console on the market (this made Lincoln drool a river when he found out his mom and Lisa pulled strings to get him his own personal one installed with a new Xbox in his dresser), a boat load of corny classic sci fi alien and monster movies that was on his bucket list, from Gorgo, The Giant Behemoth, One Million Years BC (to which, Rita knew that Lincoln wanted that one because of Raquel Welsh's hot, steamy figure, which she caught him looking at several times lustfully, and snickering at his teenage ways, thinking how much he's grown up), Barbella: Queen of the Galaxy, Forbidden Planet, Flash Gordon and many, many other fantasy sci fi's.

Interestingly enough, when Lincoln was looking at the Raquel Welsh cover, he saw in the corner of his eye his mom looking at the cover...a little too long too...to the point where she nearly ran a red light.

Lincoln was just thankful to know his parents cared about him that much that they blew their budget on him, and somewhat on Leni and Luna given their experiences as well. Lola jokingly complained, "WHAT! I GOTTA GET CAUGHT UP IN SOME DUMB TWISTER TO GET GIFTS TOO?"

Of course Lola was kidding and said that tongue and cheek, though she did have a very subtle drop of her old spoiled self still in there. Lincoln luckily ensured that he saved enough to buy her a stuffed princess doll she was wanting for the last two years but was way out of her price range. Lola was speechless...then out of nowhere, cried her eyes out in joy, staining Lincoln's last good orange polo shirt.

Rita and Lynn Sr then took him and Leni clothes shopping the next day and got him a new menagerie of shirts, jeans, puma underwear and socks, and a new pair of shoes. Leni was so happy to help Lincoln shop, even if it was for a clothing style that was pretty much what he wore now, orange polos and light blue jeans, but for some reason, he rocked the look extremely well. It also gave Leni some...unintentional time to see Lincoln take off and on shirts repeatedly...she couldn't help but accidently drool on herself several times and feel really hot from seeing Lincoln's naked upper body. She could feel...certain parts of her loosen and swell, sweat, get steaming hot...and she could feel Other Leni struggle inside her to hold back from doing anything crazy. At least she found out that Other Leni gave Leni complete control in these situations.

Besides Lincoln's parents though, he seemed to only make semi-useful suggestions, Leni was the one effectively suggesting and pointing out Lincoln's preferred style. She even got him some faded bluish-white jeans and a black shirt to match the black fluffy jacket Lucy had gotten him. On one level the pants went extremely will with his physique, but, on the other hand...Leni suggested these because they made is rather round bottom more pronounced, and the black shirts slimmed around his profile showing off his trimmed abed stomach...and she was not expecting that about him...it only made her blush even more and try to bury those thoughts away, where they'd end up right in Other Leni. Leni didn't know if it was her or Other Leni that thought of the more revealing jeans.

Lincoln's time with Lucy was a bit more conservative, but still enjoyable nonetheless. They talked and mellowed on her bed, staring at the ceiling, just talking. He allocated time to talk about his changing philosophies and ideas, and Lucy was more than willing to listen and give encouraging feedback. To the degree he could yield all the things that happened to him during his excursion at the funeral and the tornado drama, Lucy learned even more than she thought was part of the situation and ordeal Lincoln, Luna and Leni dealt with. She only knew about Leni's trauma, but Lincoln secretly confided with Lucy, given her maturity, about almost losing Luna to drowning.

Of course she secretly knew about their relationship that Lincoln would never in a million years divulge, even to Lucy herself, and was internally horrified and gasping at the level of trauma this had to have put on Lincoln. It was no wonder he had a rather mellow, contemplative mood about him ever since.

"Lincoln...no wonder you had such a horrible time...you saw Luna drowning...and she almost died in your arms...sigh...sigh..."

Lucy almost lost a sister, one who she wasn't typically close to, but recently in the last few months, did start bonding over Luna's secretly embarrassing love of film scores and moody violin music.

"Luna found out who the composer of that music was for me...James Newton Howard...The Village...sigh..."

Lincoln got a surprise, rare deep and tender hug from Lucy, and later in the week, after Lucy popped out of nowhere on Luna, scaring her half to death, gave the horrified rocker a warm , though somewhat awkward hug as well. Eventually the rocker girl found the site adorable, and gave her a deep, comforting hug as well.

Lincoln had also spent some time with the comedian of the family as well. Lincoln escorted Luan to a local comedy club in downtown Royal Woods to cheer her on a few days ago, and did she ever have some new material to smack down. She brought the house down over and over with a slightly new act, a hybrid of her clown style and telling a story, with a tinge more lewdness than usual.

Somehow by happenstance the same heckler that messed with Luan months ago came to the same show, and was again ready to be a complete asshole to her. Luckily for Luan she prepared herself to handle hecklers, invited him on stage and subtly tore into his horrific comedy. By this point in the act he was unbelievably drunk, totally wasted, and was so angry at being laughed at by the audience again and humiliated by Luan he tried to take a swing at her. Luan laughed and dodged the drunken imbecile, but when Lincoln saw this, his sister being physically threatened, he went on full rampage mode.

He rushed the stage and was about to pummel this man, before Luan grabbed Lincoln by the shoulder and told him she had the situation under control.

Giving Lincoln a sweet, toothy smile not unlike his own buck tooth smile, she put her hand out for a handshake to the dunk. The intoxicated heckler of course tried a power play by squeezing his hand around Luan's as tight as he could, before the secret electric buzzer she snuck on zapped him at full power, just like the groper on the bus she recalled with a smirk. She set it just a couple settings below a police taser, but it did its job.

The heckler screamed like a little girl, fell backwards and landed into a cream pie Luan was saving for another part of her routine. But it didn't matter. The crowd loved it, Lincoln loved it, she loved it.

It was the best day she had in a very, very long while, and she got to share it with Lincoln, of all people.

Unfortunately, after she got home, it was like rubbing salt in the wound. It only seemed to make her love him more and more, how much he was willing to do for her, how sweet he was, and his rage to protect her from that drunk heckler...Luan admitted that turned her on, to see him with such an aggressive, protective streak about him.

Today however, was a full blown family day, and the gang was getting ready to head to one of the most popular spots barely north of town, only twenty minutes away.

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Wednesday, November 13th, 2019

10:56 PM

"DAIRYLAND AMOOSMENT PARK! DAIRYLAND AMOOSMENT PARK! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Lana and Lynn Jr screeched out with glee as they play-wrestled and pretended to be on the rides while jumping in Vanzilla to their seats. They were the first ones ready, gunning for the amusement park all year, and Lynn Sr and Rita thought the kids earned their trip there, even Lynn Jr, who had her grounding limited to just a few days with some subtle manipulation from Lincoln.

Lisa was next to zoom in Vanzilla, followed by Lily, who was doing an impression of Tippy the Cow, followed by Leni who seemed content and happy enough, even though she'd prefer a beach trip, and then an indifferent Lana who just wanted to see the kittens and cats at one of the animal pet shows; otherwise she did not care for the trip. Rita and Lynn Sr eagerly jumped in themselves, ready to make the twenty-five minute trip northwest of them.

"Gosh I love Dairyland! I'm milking this cow for everything, all the cream, buttermilk, yogurt! This big cheese is going all out honey, ahahahaah!" Lynn Sr badly punned, Rita smiling from how corny it was.

Lincoln finally jumped in vanzilla, all styled in his classic orange polo, blue jeans and the new pair of shoes he got with his mom and Leni. He was also sporting the fuzzy black jacket that Lucy got for him as well, and was wearing the boxers Lynn had given to him a while back.

"You psyched and pumped for this Lincoln!?" Lynn asked ecstatically, punching Lincoln in the shoulder,"cause I wanna go on EVERY RIDE THERE! WOOO!"

"Me too Lynn! Count me in!" Lana replied back happily, both giving each other high-fives.

"Heck yeah! Dairyland is awesome guys! I wanna try that Milk Shaker again. This time...I WILL KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT SO I DON'T PUKE ON MYSELF!" Lincoln announced triumphantly, pointing his arm and hand forwards like he was Superman.

"Yeah yeah doofus, you're gonna gob all over yourself again, just like last time," Lynn teased.

"Nuh uuhh jock strap."

"Heheheh, I dare ya to eat my jock strap if ya do pukezilla."

"Ewwww! Groddy! But is that a bet then Lynn? Cause I'm not gonna puke!"

"You know it Lincoln! Bring it on Pukatron! I ain't scared of nothin!"

"Fine...then if I win...I...huuhh...hmmm, what should I dare ya to do?"Lincoln thought, thinking contemplatively for a few seconds.

"...you could dare to me to blow your huge creamer... or you let me blow my cream all over you," Lynn thought spontaneously and lewdly in her mind right out of the blue, only giving a slight sign of blushing, before Lincoln snapped his fingers and snickered. Lynn regained her focus.

"...what doofus?"

"If I win the dare Lynn, you gotta read five of my comics, cause I'm a nice guy, ehehe."

"...I'd rather sand down Lori's gross foot callouses bro, heck no! That' so booorrrrriiinnnnggg!"

"...well I could dare you to massage Aunt Ruth's fee-"

"DEAL! DEAL! YOU GOT A DEAL!" Lynn frantically said, shaking his hand vigorously to the point of almost knocking him over onto Lily and Leni.

"That's one thing we're all afraid of, isn't it," Lisa mumbled.

"...what's that? Like, bad bangs? HUUUU! OH NO! MANICURES GONE WRONG, LIKE, SO NOT TOTES!" Leni screeched in fear.

Lisa just face-palmed.

"...Aunt Ruth's feet genius," Lola said to Leni.

"Ooohh...EEEEWWWWWW! YUCK! Aunt Ruth does not have good foot hygiene! Her toes are icky!"

"Hehehe, at this point, they might be even worse than yours Lynn, ahhahahaha," Lola replied, snickering with a wicked joke smile more like Luans.

"NUUU UUUHHH! I've been washing them more often!"

"It's true," Lucy suddenly said out of nowhere, freaking everyone out in Vanzilla!

"HOLY CRUD LUCY! YOU SCARED US...HOW DID YOU EVEN GET IN HERE!?" Lola roared back at her.

Lucy just looked at them all with a blank expression, somehow popping up next to Lisa.

"...I've been here the whole time...sigh...no one noticed as usual...sigh...but Lynn has been doing better. Our room doesn't smell like rancid socks anymore."

"Awww, thanks Lucy, I knew you'd have my...HEY! RANCID!? Ya know what? Whatever, at least I don't got two left feet like some dainty little princesses I know," Lynn said with a smirk.

"...I'll pop every ball you own...mark my words," Lola quietly and jokingly hissed with those fiery dagger eyes.

"...sigh...it reminds me of the decaying odor of existence...I'll sorta miss it in my own morbid way...sigh...but mostly not, haha, haha, haha," Lucy laughed monotonically, freaking everyone out even more, giving her terrified looks.

"...sigh...I shouldn't try laughing anymore...sigh..."

"Soooo," Lynn cooed out in a long mumble, looking around the interior of Vanzilla, "where's Luna and Luan at? They love Dairyland as much as the next Loud...excluding Lola and Leni."

"...I like Dairyland guys," Leni said innocently, "like, they have these really really cute baby moo-cows. And don't forget those really soft kittens...KITTENS! LIKE SO TOTES CUTE!" Leni squealed happily.

"Yeah, you'd think they'd be here by now," Lincoln added.

"Lemme go check em. I'll be right back," Rita said, popping out of the vehicle.

"Hmmm...I saw Luna all dressed up...thought Luan was getting ready too," Lincoln thought to himself, before his mind meandered to the morning lewd play they had before anyone else was up, Luna playing on the "milking" theme of the day by having Lincoln suck on her very big breasts.

His mouth suddenly drooled a huge gob of drool as her remembered, his smile turning jaggedly squiggly and now red in the face.

"Yo...hello? Herro bro?...EARTH TO LINCOLN!?" Lynn roared out, trying to catch Lincoln out of his say dream.

"HUH! WHAT!? NOTHING!" Lincoln panicked from his lewd memory.

"...uuuuh, okay? What was that bro?"

"Are you okay Lincy?" Lily and Leni asked at the same time.

"Yeah, I'm good! See!?" Lincoln said with an extremely forced, toothy smile. Everyone accepted...yet Lynn just blushed from how cute his awkward looking chipped buck-toothed smile and freckles worked together against her...nervous system.

"Huuuhh...usually Luna and Luan are all gung-ho and down with us by now. I mean, come on! It's Dairyland Amoosement Park," Lana opinioned as she was petting Hops in her lap. Hops suddenly jumped on Lana's head and ate two flies hovering around her.

"Thank you buddy," she said, picking him up and giving him a kiss, Hops giving a huge-tongued kiss on her cheek. Lola just squirmed in disgust, gagging a bit to show her queasy reaction. Lana just ignored her little drama queen performance.

"So, like, did Luan and Luna forget their moo-cow hats? Maybe that's why they're taking so long," Leni opinioned openly.

"Well, I saw Luna in her Dairyland udder hat and t-shirt with Tippy...hmmm..." Lincoln said, "that is sorta weird."

"Lincoln is correct about this fellow siblings, I observed her prepping a bit later than usual with our favorite theme-park attire adorned on her person. Curiously, and please correct me if anyone has actually made this observation, I myself have not observed Luan leaving her and Luna's shared dwelling," Lisa said with a seemingly aloof, uninterested but tired tone. She stayed up last night late working on her...projects related to memories, and just happened to develop a new project closer to home in studying her fellow sisters, and if the research was fruitful, would be useful for understanding her future physiological person.

"Huh...that is something weird," Lynn Sr said, "but don't worry guy and gals. Your mother will get to the bottom of this. She's dairy good at this stuff, eheheheheh. Oh...OH! She'll get to the root of this complynncation, aHAAHHHA! Man I kill myself!"

"Yeah... not soon enough for our liking though," Lisa said under her breath, Lucy and Lola snickering from her comment. Lincoln and Lana just rolled their eyes, Lily babbled some song lyrics from Tippy the Cow she saw in a commercial for the Amusement Park, and Leni just stared on happily.

"Should be...yup, any minute now till all three are herding themselves over, hehehehehe," Lynn Sr said, looking at his watch.

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Twenty minutes earlier before everyone piled into Vanzilla.

Back in the rocker and comedian's room, the lights were off, but sunlight was filtering through the blinds.

Luan had some of her Dairyland clothing, her t-shirt, sweater, skirt, but with the udder hat strewn on her bed spread, and still didn't have any shoes or socks on. She sat on the bed, smacking her knees nervously into one another as she felt her entire nervous system conspiring against her. Her toes and arches dug into the carpet, a lackadaisy, plain expression latched itself into her mindset and mood today.

This wasn't regular Luan. This was empty Luan; she couldn't feel much of anything right now.

She felt like she was the very essence of "bleck," "meh," and just didn't have any want or will to move.

"Uuuuuhh...stupid dreams, I need to moooooove...I should be laughing...why can't I frickin laugh at my own pun!?"

She cracked her neck, wiggled her arms like spaghetti and twisted her waist back and forth to crack her spine.

"I hate my dreams...tripping me up like this, especially on a day like this. That dream with...Lincoln, and Luna...and Leni...Other Leni...and Lynn for god's sakes...way too close to home," she mumbled through her fists she planted on her mouth.

It was a kaleidoscope of emotions, but they all seemed more like an involuntary cool detachment to reality...that's how her mind and body seemed to defensively react to this dream...pure cold, unfeeling, aloof dispassion, even though her dream was anything but passionless.

"Jesus christ Luan, what's wrong with you? It's like my body conspired on me and turned itself into an empty vegetable...so I couldn't feel anything...god this sucks," she said with a teary tone, and yet...no tears seemed to want to come out.

She was way out of it today. Her tummy didn't hurt, even though it felt like it was in secret knots. Her head felt alright, body as usual as a large brested woman's typically is. But, one thing felt latched onto her right now, a funny, rather all-encompassing feeling.

Her whole body frame, her aura, felt like it was hovering, weightless, detached from this plane. It felt morbid to her, like she didn't care about anything anymore. She could only suspect her mind and body were responding in a violently defensive, retaliatory measure to her extreme, rather deviant dreams that seemed to happened more frequently post Lincoln escorting her to her comedy stand-up night out.

The dream, her involuntary shut-off, it totally sapped her of her usual chipper fun-loving self.

She hated it, but the expression of that hate did not show on her face. It was just pensive, cool, detached nothingness. A huge nothingness, a gap, a hole insider her.

"I hope this isn't what I'm going to feel like forever...because I'm not unhappy...I'm not. I'm happy for them, honestly...Lincoln and Luna...I really am...aren't I?"

She closed her eyes, breathed in and out slowly, and tried to weigh herself down with one big breath.

"This isn't a period deal, otherwise I'd be in an irritable mood...I just had that not too long ago...yeah...certain things would be happening to my body. God damn it...why did that dream have to hit me like a ton of bricks? I mean...I've had shitty days, but this is the shittiest I've ever felt in a while, and I fell into a pile of cow patties at Dairyland once...of all days too, on our one day to go to Dairlyland Amoosement Park. Man this blows cheddar chunks...heheh..heh...dang it, that laugh was utterly forced, not even puns can...dang it."

She wiggled and fooled with her enormous breasts under her shirt and sweater to try and feel some sense of weight and mass, and to lighten up her mood.

Alas, not even they could shake off this weightless air and bring her back down to terra firma.

"Well girls," she quipped to her breasts, "looks like I'm rolling with the blues punches today."

She found herself slithering back under her covers, pulling them close around her shoulder and waist, unintentionally exposing her ankles and feet.

She shivered, not from her lower extremities from being exposed, but from her...everything, her mood.

"I...I feel cold."

Under the covers she slipped off her Dairyland sweater and t shirt, and kicked off her udder hat onto the floor. She leaned over and grabbed her Ipod, put in her Yurbud earphones on, closed her eyes and played one of the songs she stumbled upon recently when she, Lily and Lincoln were watching one of the Harry Potter movies, the number four one, Goblet Fire she recalled.

She heard the music, and much like Luna's volumes of rock music, it spoke volumes to her. It seemed to encapsulate her feelings of unrequited love and affection she bottled and stored, and thusly, compelled Luan to search for it...it only took her five minutes. She downloaded it, and found a version that was pitched a semi-tone up, which made it all the more forlorn sounding.

"This...is me to a tee...eheheh...god I'm pathetic, eheheh."

So much sorrow, so much beauty, so much depth...Luan almost felt that her true self was this, the very melody of this theme.

She read the title to herself silently, humming along, "12-Harry In Winter – Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire Soundtrack."

Twelve minutes later...

She let the song repeat five times. And now on the sixth time, she remembered her illusion of Lincoln and Luna running happily together on a huge grassy landscape, both looking at one another and forwards, while Luan was chained, anchored and unable to leave her spot, a prisoner that kept her older sister and younger brother's love a cherished secret, who protected their secret and them as best she could, all the while wishing she could bask in Lincoln's warmth...even though she knew...she'd never receive it...

Luan gasped, breathing hard in and out, and pulled a pillow over her face, feeling a sneeze coming on.

It wasn't a sneeze.

She felt tears running now full blast out of her eyes, her vision blurred, and was crying, almost borderline screaming into her huge fluffy pillow. She was so thankful it was thick...because she felt herself crying uncontrollably into it. She gagged, gasped, and roared at herself for feeling like this. It was only just by pure coincidence that Luna nor anyone was around her vicinity.

And then...the anger.

She bit down on her pillow and cried, smashing it over her face in a ferocious manner, piercing the fabric with her bucked teeth, so hard that her gums began unintentionally bleeding from the sheer force and rage she chomped down.

Luan suddenly ripped the fabric off with her teeth and threw the pillow across the room, smacking into her huge comedy prop chest. Apparently she forgot to lock it up, as the torn bloody pillow knocked the lid right open, and she saw Mr. Coconuts, staring right at her.

"...what?...WHAT!?" Luan roared at it.

"Wow...you really are a fucked up human be-"

"SHUT YOUR WOODEN TRAP MR. COCONUTS!" Luan barked in rage.

"...shouldn't you be saying "Lincoln" comedy girl? Heheheh," The voice replied back snidely with a chuckle, "cause, look at me...what the hell do you call this? Turning me into your younger brother, and I'm only gonna harp on that point indefinitely with ya. Cause if that ain't a desperate cry for unreciprocated love from someone like you, then I dunno what is, ehehehe."

"You're a dick Mr. Coconuts...to think I once thought of you as my soul mate, you never were like this before."

"Before I wasn't a spittin image of your brother, who by the way is doin dirty disgusting fucked up things with his and your older sister. Christ you Louds are disgusting deviants. You couldn't just be into that Maggie girl, nooooo, that'd be too easy for you! You want it all, don't ya? Know why? Cause you're a fucked up sexual lunatic with a brother complex, deep down inside you, aren't ya? I know you really love him, but, really...that's really fucked up, so, you know...fuck you Luan."

Luan's face contorted with volcanic rage...until she took a deep breath, rubbed her temple, and closed her eyes.

"Doing that won't work forever ya know. You're gonna crack, all comedians and entertainers do at some point nutzo."

"Maybe...but that won't be today," Luan replied back, tears rolling down her cheeks as she rolled out of bed lethargically, walking sluggishly over to the chest.

"How long you gonna pretend I'm not here? This chest won't always be closed, and sooner or later your family, especially your sister is gonna wonder why you don't make use of it anymore."

"As long as it takes Mr. Coconuts, and this isn't my only prop box. You make me feel even worse than I already do."

"Ever think that maybe I'm not just a puppet you talk to? Maybe you're talking to yourself, and ya don't even realize it."

"I do...because that means I hate myself."

"Well, do ya?"

"...yes...but unlike you, I don't hate them...I love them, even when I'm the biggest monster I know, I need to protect them all, no matter what I may be...from me even."

"Wow, that's a hoot, the emotionally fucked up sexual deviant thinking she needs to protect her other fucked up sexual deviant siblings, will the universe ever stop being this morbidly funny? AHAAHAHAHAH!"

And as Luan slowly closed the lid on the chest, the gradually dimming sound of Mr. Coconut's hysterical laughter that sounded like her voice amped up trickled down to nothing.

"What's so messed up is that I know no one is in that chest," Luan sighed, laying down and leaning her body on the chest, knees curled up to her huge chest. Her earphones and Ipod were still playing that music.

"I need to stop wallowing in this...otherwise I might fucking loose it today."

She paused the music track and scrolled to one of her feel-good songs. As the instrumental blue grass banjo and violin played, she walked back over to the curtains, inched them open to just allow a small ray of sunshine in, she wandered back into her comforters, and hummed with the melody and lyrics.

It made her smile, the feel, the comfort, how corny it was, it made her feel something, even when her mood was pure wretchedness.

It made her think of him, and then she closed her eyes, trying to let good thoughts grip her.

She could see herself in wide open country, grassy prairies along rolling hills, calm skies above, blue with sunset-cloaked clouds adorned in pinks, purples and yellows hanging low. There were a few oak trees, and just a small, simple dirt road winding to another hill in the distance, a small farm on the top, with a windmill, and small water tower atop it.

She placed her hand in the dirt, feeling like she wanted to grow something wild and...unruly. She smiled at the thought of growing Coconut Palms out here would be a really unruly, nutty thing to do.

She lay on the hard ground, but suddenly felt an arm around her shoulder, strong, tight...she looked over, and saw white hair.

Around her she felt blue bonnet flowers blooming full blast around her head, and a blanket that looked like a swirl of stars at night encircled her.

She smiled as she held on tight, drunk in this imagination, hugging the form that had its arm wrapped around her. The arm was in a heavy leather coat, one akin to Cowboy style clothing.

The head was cloaked partly by a shadow, a cowboy hat adorned on top, but a small cowlick tuft of white hair was sticking from the side...she knew who it was.

And she softly sang, "...I said, cowboy take me away...Fly this girl as high as you can into the wild blue...Set me free, oh, I pray...Closer to heaven above and closer to you...Closer to you."

Even though she still felt horrible, the music, her imagination...it made her smile, just to have this inner dream fueled by one of her favorite secret songs.

She smiled as soft, forlorn but happy tears rolled down her closed eyes, humming and singing intermittently with the song.

She caressed her fingers on her bed covers to the edge, till they felt the lip of the bunk bed corner next to the wall...and then she felt it.

Her eyes widened full blast.

"...the baggie...I forgot about that...wow...I'm surprised Luna hasn't even found them yet."

Luan gave a small delicate chuckle as she gripped the bag and placed it by her side, softly singing the last lyrics.

"I really wish you were that cowboy," Luan thought as she imagined the cowboy picking her up bridal style and walking along that dirt road in that huge prairie, sunset colors swirling all over as she looked up, and under that cowboy hat, was Lincoln's face.

"Cowboy take me away...closer to yooooouuuuuu," Luan sang delicately, imagining she pulled her face close and kissed him tenderly.

"Hehehe, I knew you were into country music," a voice softly said from her left. Luan opened her eyes, paused her Ipod, and saw Luna smiling with a smirk, wearing a long sleeve Dairyland shirt and udder hat.

"Oh...hey Luna," Luan softly said, wiping tears off her face she hoped Luna didn't see.

"Boy howdy there partner! We goin to get in a real hootenanny! YEEEEHHHAAAA! Hehehe, Mrs. Country music...oh...wow...dude, are you okay?"

"I...yeah, I'm just...sorta in a funk today."

"Really? Ya feeling ill or balmy today girl?"

"...just feeling out of it Luna. I'm probably not going to go with you guys."

"...WHAT!?"

"I'm just not-"

Luna sat down on Luan's bed and placed her hand on her forehead.

"Hmmm, you're kinda toasty, but not like a fever...and your...your eyes Luan...are you sure you're okay dude? It looks like you've been crying."

"I mean...I think I just need to relax today. I'm not in as good a mood as I can be today...sorry Luna."

"Awwhh, it's okay Luan. You're havin a funky day, it happens to all of us. But...no Dairlyland Amoosement Park?"

"Yeah...can you let mom and dad and everyone else know I'm not feeling well and not going?"

"Sure Luan...it's gonna be a bummer to not have ya there with me to laugh at bro pukin his guts out though," Luna said supportively but with a tinge of disappointment, "but, I know a crummy mood when I see one. I got your back sis."

Luan leaned up and hugged Luna tight.

"Thanks rocker girl. I love you."

"I love ya too ya little chuckle head, heehhe."

"Heheh, I wish I could chuckle today."

"Hmmmm...maybe," Luna said, trailing off as she got up slowly and looked around. She saw the pillow shredded on the ground in the corner.

"Holy crud Luan...what happened to your pillow?"

"Uhhhmmm...I think I had a dream I was eating something...and had a nose bleed," Luan awkwardly lied, but Luna just accepted it.

"Okeydokey then...ya sure you're gonna be fine Luan?"

"I'm sure Luna. You and Lincoln and the family have fun, okay?"

"Okay...by sis, love ya."

"Love you too Luna."

And like that, Luna slowly slipped out of the room, closing the door gently.

Luan just cracked her neck, closed her eyes and breathed in slowly, in and out, trying as best as she could to recuperate her lost happy mood again.

Meanwhile, Luna looked over the surroundings. Everyone was already down in Vanzilla, and she had just gotten ready a few minutes ago after the line-up. She thought it was weird to not see Luan out of bed yet, but guessed she wanted more sleep.

However, something felt way, way off with her younger sister...and it did not sit well with her.

"Crickey, what's eating Luan today? On a day like this? Dairyland? Dairyland for criminey's sake! Somethin ain't right."

She strolled downstairs, and suddenly saw her mom strolling through the house.

"There you are Luna! Come on! Get Luan and let's go! We gotta beat the traffic if we want a good parking spot at Dairyland," Rita said eagerly as she was leading her body over to the door.

"Yeah, sure...about that mom..."

"Oh?"

"Yeah...I don't think Black Magic Woman is gonna be comin with us today."

"What!? Why the heck would she-"

"She's kinda in a funk mom. I guess she's just having one of those days."

"Oh goodness, she's not on her period again, is she?"

"No, she would have told me...it's more like, she's just not feeling up to it, like a "bleh" day sort of," Luna said, sticking her tongue out to make the bleh face.

"Huh...on Dairyland day?"

"I know, what are the odds mom?"

"...perhaps I should stay behind and keep an-"

"Mom! She's not sick, she's just not in the mood. I wouldn't, ya know...force it."

"...well, I'm gonna check on her, just to make sure."

Rita's face morphed into tepid concern as she walked upstairs. Luna suddenly blurted out loudly to give a heads up to Luan, "...OKAY MAMACITA! I'LL JUST SWING IN VANZILLA WHILE YOU'RE CHECKING ON LUAN!"

Rita looked down at Luna with an inquiring expression, Luna giving a sheepish smile, before Luna pretended to head out the front door. She hung around coyly, jarring it enough to shoot right for Vanzilla.

As much as she wanted to pile in and have an awesome day at Dairyland Amoosement Park with the rest of the family and Lincoln...something about Luan's mood was holding her back.

"I don't like this...Luan's done a ton for me, and...no, something's not right. She helped me so many times before. I owe her...dang it, I dunno a better way, but, I think I need to skip out on Dairyland too, for her sake. Bro and the fam will have fun...but once a bloomin year man, this sucks royal One Direction...I guess we can go again some other time...dang it, but Luan man...she's me closest sister, and she's...fuck it, I can't go. Now I'm concerned for her."

She kicked the carpet hard, before running out the front door and right to the driver's seat.

"Yo pops! Dudes!"

"Hey rocker girl! Come on in! You and Luan need to get your seats so we can get rollin!" Lynn Sr said excitedly.

"Yeah Luna! We've been waiting for like, FOREVER," Lynn moaned out with annoyed emphasis.

"Sorry guys, but Luan's not feeling well, and I'm gonna hang back and take care of her."

Lincoln's head rocketed up and in attention at lightning speed. Lucy and Lisa caught this little sight, and both snickered, each independently knowing why his reaction was so violent.

"What? What's wrong with Luan? Is she like, not feeling well?" Leni asked in concern.

"Luna?" Lincoln asked.

"Guys, don't worry. Luan's fine, she just feels a little funky and needs some time. Besides, I'm gonna be here to keep watch. Coolio?"

"...I...I guess," Lynn Sr sighed, feeling a little bad now that his rocker-comedy duo girls would not be with them today.

"Awwww, don't be sad pops, we'll be good. You guys have fun, okay? Have a bloody rockin time family!" Luna said with a brit accent, piling in as she gave everyone hugs.

Leni just quivered her lower lip out for a few moments, before a monstrous bear hug she imparted on Luna made her feel better...and nearly broke a gasping, laughing Luna.

"WHOA! DOWN GIRL, DOWN!" Lynn yelled out in a laugh to Leni.

Luna hugged Lincoln before he whispered, "hey, is Luan really okay?"

"She's good dude. Just need to spend some time and brighten her day. Always does it for us, so its time I do it in my own way, okay?"

"Okay. Love you Luna."

"Love ya too bro."

Luna piled out of Vanzilla just as Rita was walking out.

"...let me guess, you're going to watch Luan?"

"Yeah moms...I mean I know I told ya not to worry, but-"

Rita pulled Luna in a hug, "I know dear, you two are really close. Just keep in contact with me if anything comes up, alright?"

"Promise mamacita," Luna chirped.

"Mamacita...eheheh, I like that, hehehehhe," Rita giggled, "and Luan said she has a temperature, so just be careful about getting sick. I'm guessing she just got the one you had last time, or this is something she and Lincoln got when they went to that comedy club...your poor brother is probably going to get it in the coming few days."

"Let's hope not. We need bro to be healthy," Luna said, the implications meaning far more than Rita knew.

Suddenly the horn blazed full blast. Rita and Luna turned around and saw Lynn Sr, Lynn and Lana honking on it full blast with big smiles on their face

"HEY LOUDS! KNOCK OFF WITH THAT HONKIN AND HORNIN AND WHAT NOT!" Mr. Grouse roared over from his top story window.

Rita and Luna shot intense glares at the three; Lynn Sr sunk in his seat while Lana and Lynn slowly slid back to their seats as Lincoln, Leni, Lily and Lisa were laughing hysterically at them.

"Alright, that's my loud cue. I love you dear."

"Love ya too mom. Have fun, and don't worry your crumpet over me and Luan. I got it, okay?"

"...you and your British idioms Luna, ehehehh, you are your father," Rita laughed, before heading over and loading up into Vanzilla.

Luna stood by the front door balcony and waved goodbye as everyone else waived by too. They weren't going to be too far away, but it was an all day excursion, and they wouldn't be back till at least seven o'clock at night.

Luna felt a punch in her gut as she saw Lincoln's somewhat saddened but understanding smile pass her.

"Sorry love, but you'll have fun with them," Luna thought, before she got a text message.

"I heart U" with a bunch of smiling kisses, from Lincoln.

"Awwwww...big ole softy," Luna chuckled, before she replied with an even sappier, if not lewd text of, "heart U 2 with raindrop emoji's pressed all over, implying one of Lincoln's favorite things."

"Now...for my sad entertainer...I need to cheer her up today...somehow...but how do I do that? She's usually the one who cheers people up...dang it; I should have paid attention to that shit."

Luna kicked the balcony steps in annoyance, before she started thinking on it. She walked back through the front door, and saw a surprised Luan halfway down the staircase.

"Luna!? I thought you went with everyone else to Dairyland?"

"Change of plans dude. I'm hanging with you today."

"...oh...well dang it, I didn't want you to ruin your day because of-"

"Ruin? Hell nah, a day with you is a gnarly day dude!" Luna said as she pulled Luan down from the steps and gave her a big hug. Luan's spirits felt...touched, by Luna willingly sacrificing her day at Dairyland with the rest of the family for her sake.

"You really just nixed on going to one of the coolest amusement parks around here, for me?"

"Sure, why not? You're my closest sis after all."

"...that alone sorta makes me feel a little better rocker girl," Luan said, unintentionally releasing a few tears into Luna's shoulder, "and I can't believe ya cheesed it today, aahahhha, get it?"

"AHAHHA, yeah, and awwww, did I manage to crack that hard outer shell of yours? Got a wee lil pun out of ya."

"You're the only one with a hard outer shell rock-girl."

"Hehehhee, come on, let's relax today, whatever you wanna do. Would you like me to make you anything Luan? Tea? Milk? Orange Juice?"

"Hmmm...tea would be teariffic."

"Hehe, that a girl. Be back in only a moment. What flavor would you like?"

"How's coconut sound Luna?"

"That's sounds awesome. Be back in a mo."

"Thank you Luna."

Luna just happily winked and gave Luan two supportive thumbs ups, before departing into the kitchen. Luan walked slowly over to the couch and sat down hard, letting the fabric and feel conform to her profile. She flipped on the T.V., not caring what was on; a Comedy Central stand-up of old Robin Williams material was playing from the 80's.

"Wow, what a fluke, it's like a little robin is talking to me, hehe...that made me feel a little better, I think," she thought with a small smile. Her mood still felt sapped, but after sacrificing her day, she was prepared to force herself to dawn a mask and make herself look happy, for Luna's sake.

She then rubbed her hand across her huge chest, feeling the item she secretly put in there to figure out what she was going to do...throw it away finally, or...something else.

"I only wish I didn't have that stupid little baggie on me. Maybe I should have flushed it down, but...at the risk of popping the bag or clogging the toilet...I need to get to the outside trash can, when Luna's done...oh my...hmmmmmmm...that tea smells intoxicating," Luan mumbled, her eyes rolling back from how good the tea smelled.

Luna may have sucked at cooking, but was easily as good as Lola when it came to making tea, perhaps even better since it was such a British thing to do, and Luna was all about British culture and style.

"You-hooo! Fancy a cuppa lass?" Luna said with an English house accent, bring out a tray of crumpets and coconut tea. She walked over with a happy little stride up to Luan.

"Wow, Luna! This is so nice looking! Cool layout, very English-like."

"Only the best for me best lil sis. I know you're knackered mate, and we're all just gettin back into the flow of things, but, I really owe you some thanks Luan."

Luan blushed by how sweet and loving Luna was being. She really did appreciate the hard work and efforts Luan was investing in keeping her and Lincoln a safe item.

"Luna...that means a lot," Luan said with a tear rolling down, a warm, radiant smile enveloping her. She got up and grabbed the tray from Luna, and gave her a tight, tight hug.

And as Luan got settled back on the couch, wrapping herself in a blanket, Luna curled up next to her, putting the tray on her as she sat back, slipping her huge boots off and letting a big comfortable smile take her face.

Luan and Luna sat cuddled against each other for the next hour and a half, finishing up the old Robin Williams comedy special.

After the comedy central special, Luna and Luan spent the next hour and a half watching a British comedy movie, a la Monty Python's "The Life of Brian," a sweet marriage of British style and comedy, something they both really enjoyed because of their own stylized interests in the respect fields. Luna learned a fun fact that the former Beatle George Harrison helped fund the costs of making the religious parody flick. That made the film's humor so much more enjoyable to see a touch of one of her favorite rock groups of all time in a medium Luan enjoyed so much. And both laughed their asses off watching it so much that both Luan and Luna squirted tea out of their noses.

It was one hell of a fun enjoyable time they were having, and after their coughing fits, cleaning the tea out of their noses and nearly dying from laughter, they got themselves under control and cuddled back up, Luna lying on the couch while Luan cuddled herself in Luna's lap.

It was intended to be sweet...but for awhile it made either one just a tinge uncomfortable, given how they kept looking at one another...with inquiring eyes. Luna would grab Luan's waist and pull her in, saying she was wanting warmth...and Luan would find herself unintentionally grinding herself into Luna's groin...eventually this latent lust wore out, but it was still electrically vibrant in the back of their minds. Luna also had a somewhat bird's eye view of Luan's huge breasts.

"Jesus Mary bloody Joseph those things are wicked big man..." Luna would think with a subtle sensual huff and a sigh, though nowhere daring to act on any of these...urges.

When Luna got up to stretch from having cramped legs, bending over and touching her toes, Luan saw her derriere on full blast.

It caused Luan to sweat at how much...she wanted to do certain things.

"Stay calm Luan...stay calm...holy cow, that ass though...dang..."

Luan felt herself give a momentary humping motion in her spot, imaging for a moment she was pounding into Luna like weeks before, her buck teeth pressed into her lips.

"Holy shit Luan! Snap out of it! This is supposed to be a nice...no-lust recovery day. Luna didn't cheese the day for Dairyland for nothin...control...huhuuuhhuhuhuuhuhuh."

And after the coy charades of subtle sexual arousal from one another, they got back into a more platonic cuddle, finishing the end of the movie. Now they were just back to basking in one another's company. Luan smiled warmly, feeling her mood shoot back up again as the coming conclusion to Life of Brian came, and she placed Luna's arms on hers, cuddling sweetly in Luna's frame. Luan was so comfy that she didn't realize that Luna's arms were gracing along a chunk of her breasts...with an off lump sticking out. Luna just gave a little chuckle.

"Hehehe, I love ya too little mate...wait a sec...Luan? Is...IS THAT A LUMP ON YOUR BOOB!?"

Luan's eyes shot out like fireworks.

"...oh shit, I put it in the worst spot possible," Luan thought, trying to back off from Luna and wiggle away from her.

"Luna! It's nothing, really it-"

"Luan...please for the love of god tell me that ain't a breast cancer lump I just-"

"NO! IT'S...it's not, I swear, it's nothing at all! It's just...part of my sports bra, ehheeeeheh," Luan laughed nervously in her laugh.

"...and ya call me the terrible liar huh?" Luna said with her eyebrows raised, "now come on! Is this what's been messing with you? If you really got something going on with your tits, ya gotta let me know, now let me see Luan."

"...not gonna happen Luna," Luan squeaked nervously but with a defiant expression.

"You don't have a choice comedy girl. You need to show me, or at least mom what's-"

"NO! IT'S...oh boy...Luna, it's not a lump, it's not breast cancer...damn it, I knew I should have flushed it down the...FUCK!"

"Flushed what? What's...what do you have exactly in there?"

"...Luna...don't...please don't get mad," Luan said depressingly, before she closed her eyes, about to pull it out...but holding back and reserving herself, sighing heavily as she felt she just ruined this wonderful time with Luna.

Luna's frown and stern expression blared full blast.

"Luan...you can tell me anything sis...do you have something going on with your boobs?"

"No, I'm telling you the truth."

"Oh come on Luan! You think I'm that much of a boob?"

Luan couldn't help at giggle, Luna cracking an annoyed smile, but going back to her frown.

"I think I'm more of the boob Luna, ehhehehehe, get it?"

"Luan...fess up dude, what's going on."

"...dang it...alright...can you promise you won't be mad with me?"

"Sure, as long as it's not you fibbing about having something wrong with you, cause I wanna help you Luan," Luna said with a gingerly tone, putting a hand on Luan's shoulder.

"So, Luan, what's that bump about?"

"It's...not a skin bump...it's a baggie."

"Gotta prove it dude, or I'm callin bullshit."

Luan huffed, but slipped off her white tank top, showing her enormous breasts contained in the sports bra, with the form sticking from it with a round small bulge.

"Bra too dude, ya ain't foolin me bruh."

Luan sighed even more. She walked over to the blinds behind the entertainment center and closed them.

"Please...promise you're not gonna get mad Luna."

"Dude, I promise, just...what's up?"

"So...remember when Leni and I went to that Halloween party?"

"The orgy? Yeah."

"And...Maggie was there?"

"Yeah, ya told me. How's that relate to what ya got goin on with your boob?"

"Well," Luan said with a defeated tone, looking down as she unbuttoned her sports bra, cuffing her left breast with the bulge poking out, before the straps behind her back dropped, and she whipped her other hand around to grab the other side. She slowly pulled off the sports bra, her breast's enormity now on full display in front of Luna. Luna's eyes twitched a bit from seeing how big they were...and she was so tempted to cuff them, but held the urge back.

"Luna? This...is what you felt," Luan mumbled awkwardly, giving Luna her sports bra, cuffed in the depression a zip-lock baggie.

Luna's eyes bulged as she saw what was in it...a grand slam assortment of drugs and substances, mostly marijuana and some round baby blue pills, but tiny containers of liquids, a very small bag of white powder.

"Dude...what the fuck..."

"Luna! Please! Don't get mad!"

"I'm...I'm not mad Luan...I'm shocked as fuck though dude...ya said something about Maggie? Are you holding this for her?"

"No...at the party they were handing a ton of these baggies out to everyone I'm guessing, Maggie got one or two even though she didn't do any drugs...I found this in my Joker costume jacket pocket, so, I'm taking a wild guess that she sneaked this on me when she was...ya know."

"Ohh...Ooooohhhhh," Luna said, blushing a bit, "wow...moody-girl got some major game and guts on her, I'll give her that. But why would she sneak a baggie of drugs on ya like that dude?"

"I don't know Luna...maybe cause she was being nice in her own, twisted way? She's like that, the few times we hung out, she had a twisted sense of humor."

"What, and yours ain't twisted?" Luna said with a laugh, inspecting the baggie, "And...I'm sorta surprised you managed to keep this out of my sights the entire time. How'd ya do it?"

"I have my ways rock-girl, ehehehe, but...you're seriously not mad, or gonna rat me out to mom and dad?"

"Dude...hell no! This is our secret, sister-sister dude," Luna said with a warm tone, pulling in Luan for a cuddle-hug.

"But...ya have been on some...shall we say, pretty moody vents lately Luan," Luna said with a concerned tone.

"I mean...I don't think I have been in good spirits lately."

"Probably cause of all the groundwork in keeping me and bro safe with our...arrangement," Luna said with a guilty face, Luan's eyes dilating from those thoughts again. It wasn't too far from the truth, even though it was woefully incomplete.

"Yeah...that's part of it...I'm sorry Luna. It's just...tough to always be watching ya know? I mean with Lincoln becoming this new family-man, it really helps, but...it's just a little hard sometimes. I guess it just piled up on me and I felt out of it today...of all days too."

"Dude...you need to vent some stress out...maybe...well, we got the whole day before the fam gets home," Luna said with a curious tone, looking at the baggie.

"Luna? What are you thinking?"

"Hmmmmm...the grass still looks good...as long as we avoid all that other crap-"

"Luna? The fuck are you-"

"Oh come on dude! I haven't got a chance to try marijuana yet, you have...and it would take the edge off your stress...but no way should we smoke it. I don't want Lily gettin a second-hand high, ahahahahahahah."

"Luna...you're not saying...what I think you're saying, are ya?"

"Dude," Luna said, wiggling the baggie at her, "...wanna experience some euphoria with your older sister and burn off some stress?"

"...you're serious Luna," Luan said with a bewildered tone.

"I mean...if you want to. If ya don't, I won't push it. It's an awful waste of some good weed, but if you really don't wanna give it a go and take off the tension, then we-"

"Well...I mean, it did make things...really awesome last time I did it...Maggie's stuff did shoot me a ton of new material."

"Exactly! Some of the best bloomin minds get their inspiration from smokin herb, and we don't even need to smoke it!"

"Really? Cause I had to fall in a muddy puddle to get the smell off me last time. Mom and dad almost caught me, but Lori had my back before."

"Huh...that's cool of her...I didn't know that, but, since you know how to cook and junk like that, we could eat it."

"...I have been wanting to bake something for a while," Luan said with a contemplative smile.

"That a girl! So, you wanna go down on some dope with me? Hehehehehe," Luna said with a chuckle, wiggling the baggie back and forth, her expression bordering on begging.

"...will Lincoln mind?"

"Nah, he won't. It's just marijuana after all, and we got the whole day to trip and just hang. Now, what do ya say Luan?"

Luan started thinking.

"Huh...if...if we're both baked out of our minds...Luna might be willing to hear me out and understand me...I mean, more of what I feel...for Lincoln and maybe even her...I swore I would never say anything like that and risk their relationship, but...fuck this whole situation is tearing me apart...I could at least loosen up..."

"Well?" Luna asked with tension in her tone.

"...you know what? Fuck it! Let's do it Luna!" Luan said happily, "weed be much happier, and I'd be so grasses to get stoned with you, ahahahahahhaah, get it?"

"AHAHAHAHAH!"

"OH! We'll get so high we'll end up on Planet Hollyweed, eheheheh...that wasn't that good of a pun, but you get what I mean."

"No way! Gnarly dude! That was funny sis! Let's get toasted and chill!"

"Yeah! Good thing this was a joint decision, eheheheehehhe."

"AHAHHA, stop it Luan! You're gonna make me bust a gut!"

"Hehehe, why not bust out a joint? Hehehehe, oh, what do you call an iguana smoking a joint?"

"Eh, what funny-girl?"

"A Mariguana," Luan said, biting her bucked teeth on her lower lip with a big stinker grin.

"There's my sis! Already back on the puns! And just wait till we get some of that inspiration herb in us dude."

"Yeah...I was thinking Luna...how do you feel about brownies?"

"Love brownies dude, they rock...why?"

"...I was thinking we can kill two birds with one stone. I've been craving brownies lately and think this is a cool way to combine the two."

"...weed brownies Luan?"

"...if that's okay."

"That...is fuckin wicked girl! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ROCK IT MATE!" Luna roared out with the sign of the horns, tongue dangling out as she violently rocked her head back and forth.

"Cool Luna! I'm gonna go look up a way to get the recipe going...and...no offense, but-"

"It's cool dude, I know I'm a gnarly hazard when helping make food...I'll just have a wee bit of fun while you're cooking up the grub, that cool?"

"Gnarly dude," Luan said with a chuckle.

"Hey, that's my shtick," Luna mumbled with a low laugh.

"Hey, it's not my fault I'm rockin on a roll, eheheheheh."

"Silly thing, alright, let's get to it."

"So what are you doing again Luna?"

"Hehehehe, you'll see, you just get the happy fun-time goodies goin, I got something that should make ya laugh and smile even more."

"Hey, that's still my stick," Luan said, seeing the irony.

"Reverse roles today bruh," Luna cooed, handing Luan her bra and the baggie back as she ran upstairs. Luan couldn't help but smile brightly...and blush a bit as she saw Luna's huge ass wiggle like jelly up the stairs.

Luan felt her own for a moment, noting that she was pretty impressive, but had a more rounded peach butt like Leni's.

"Euhuhhuuuhuhuh...those cheeks...they sure have a nice bounce to...WHOA, not the time silly! It's time to make dope brownies...hope I'm not a dope at making them, eheheheh."

Luan went into the kitchen and looked around for the basic cooking ingredients she knew by heart for the Loud family style brownies. She learned it from Pop pop a while ago when she visited him at his retirement home, using the brownies to prank everyone a few years ago.

All the supplies assembled, she made sure to do a search for cooking up the marijuana in the baggie and infusing the base ingredients into the brownie recipe.

She popped up an easy recipe that didn't involve the use of cannabutter or canaoil. She only had the huge dried up buds at her disposal.

"This'll be easy...but it's gonna take a little time to make sure I get the marijuana just right in powdered consistency."

Luan preheat the oven to 250F, pulled a hard wooden bowl and wooden rod out and started grounding the dried out marijuana buds to a fine powder, going shriveled up bud after shriveled up bud until slowly a large mound of grounded greenish powder and miniature leaves formed.

Some of the residual dust blew up and she unintentionally breathed it in, causing her to cough up slightly.

"Jeepers! This stuff is strong, I don't remember smelling this at the party...probably because everyone was getting messed up on the...whatever these other drugs are, eck ehk ehkk!" Luan said with a throaty coughed really hard, the particles coating on her tongue and throat. She could taste it too.

"Yuck! I didn't like the smell the first time with Maggie, and I sure as heck don't like it this time. Good thing we're just eating it. It shouldn't be so bad, just enough to wind me down...maybe it'll let Luna be a bit receptive to...my whole mental deal and Lincoln," Luan thought.

She placed the open baggie above, inside an open countertop. The door was broken from some incident with Lily and Lola pulling a scheme that caused it to crumble and Lana hadn't gotten around to repairing it.

Luan walked to the fridge to see if she wanted to put anything else in the mix, leaving the brownie mix bowl with the base ingredients all prepped. Leaving it all alone for a moment, she bent down and grabbed some extra sugar and flour, just in case she would need extra for the ratios. It wasn't necessary, but she always cooked with extra ingredients.

She next looked around for any kitchen towels. There were oddly enough, none around. She flipped through all the drawers, and checked the kitchen door.

None.

With a huff, she went downstairs to the basement to see if any were washed yet.

While Luan was down there messing with the huge piles of cleaned laundry, in the kitchen, the Loud pets came all running through the doggy door in one huge huddle, with Charles leading the way to the menagerie of food dishes on the ground, followed by Cliff, Geo, Walt, Izzy, El Diablo, Bitey and the newcomer Frankie, the female tarantula Luna befriended weeks ago secretly, who was watched over by the other pets to make sure Leni, Rita, Lynn Sr and the others didn't freak out and crush her. Frankie was riding on Charles' back again.

They seemed to go nuts, running all over the kitchen, bouncing off the cabinets and fridge. Why they were more spastic was not certain, but they seemed to have an enormous amount of nervous excitement.

Cliff was acting particularly like a devious, curious cat.

He jumped up to the bowl of brownie mix, rubbing his head on the rim with a purr that roared out superiority and command of the counter items, then rubbed on the mix of powdered marijuana buds in the wooden bowl. He almost knocked it off the counter, though he seemed not to care. Walt flew over and watched Cliff curiously.

Cliff's eyes narrowed, turning around and sneaking his head into the open counter-top cabinet that contained the open baggie. Behind that baggie was a really big bag of catnip.

Cliff's eyes blew open. He meowed and purred like a cat drug addict, and started pawing at the open drug baggie that was in the way of his catnip bag. His eye pupils turned into spikes from how contracted they became, fixed and hell-bent on getting the bag of catnip.

He pawed and pawed, then finally jumped into the open countertop cabinet, rubbing his tail and body to push the druggie bag out of the way...only for the entire contents of the bag to dump right into the brownie mix Luan prepared in the bowl and sink into the base, save for the tiny little baggies of white powder and vile of mysterious clear liquid. A small paper however with a bunch of tiny writing drifted to the side, way behind the set-up of bowls, ingredients, brownie mix, and landed at almost the perfect angle to not be seen.

Cliff pawed his precious catnip bag out, it landing on the rim of the brownie mix bowl and tipping off, landing with a delicate thud to the floor.

He was about to nose-dive for the bag, before he noticed the baggie that fell onto the brownie mix.

He jumped down and pawed out of the baggie, hurriedly trying to not get himself in trouble should anyone come up.

Footsteps from the basement up the stairs could be heard.

Cliff shrieked and tried pawing out the other visible plastic containers out, his claws nervously extended out, popping huge holes in the little baggie with white powder and dumping the small amount into the mix. He tried using his mouth to grab the small vile of clear liquid, only for his canines to puncture holes in the cylindrical plastic vile, the minute amount of liquid dropping right into the mix, the white powder and clear liquid making a small milky sludgy spot on the top of the brownie mix.

Cliff knew he screwed up. The other pets looked up terrified. Walt flew over to the basement door, and chirped up a storm.

It was code for "Luan coming back up."

Cliff's whiskers and ears dropped down in terror.

Charles suddenly ran over with a wooden ladle in his mouth and threw it up to Cliff. Cliff quickly mixed everything up to make sure nothing looked amiss with the brownie mix. Izzy and Walt closed the basement door, to by Cliff some time. The door thudded almost right into Luan's face.

"Hey! Who closed that? Luna?"

All the pets freaked out. Charles barked for Cliff to get down. Cliff was about to put the baggie back up, but the door started opening forcibly.

All the pets looked at their limbs, cursing internally for not having thumbs and locking the door, before all but Charles and Frankie flew right out of the doggy door back outside.

Cliff meowed in terror as he jumped full speed, dragging the small baggie and his catnip in his mouth to take any evidence of his screw up.

Luan saw Charles, a purple-ish blur on Charles' back, and Cliff with the small drug baggie and the whole bag of catnip running out of the doggie door.

"CLIFF! WHAT THE HELL!? Uhhhhhhh! Dumb cat! Dang it! "Luan yelled, running over to her set-up on the countertop. She next ran to the backyard door leading outside, and saw the collection of Loud pets running across the yard out of sight.

"Criminey...that cat and his catnip man, Cliff's a bigger druggie than any animal or person I know. He's gonna get cat-nipped in the butt one day at this rate, ehehehe, but...not cool. No telling where they're gonna drag that big bag of drugs."

She looked over the spot, the brownie mix, the wooden bowl of powdered marijuana buds.

Nothing seemed out of place to her.

"Well, maybe Cliff did do me a favor. At least I don't got to worry about that whole bag of drugs now...oh god, I only hope they don't bring that to Lana...naaaaaaahhhh, Cliff knows I saw him take the whole bag of catnip...they wouldn't rat us out like that...eh, who knows. They're animals, they'll probably dig a hole and put it in there. I am kinda surprised none of the crap in that baggie spilled out. Cliff must have had his teeth on that opening tight; otherwise those drugs would be all over the place."

Luan took a contemplative breath, placing the towels she brought up on the counter.

"Yeesh, just think, if we actually took all those other drugs too...ahahhahaahahah, what a horrible time that would turn out. I don't even know what the heck all those other drugs are, aHAHAAHAHAHAH!"

Her none-the-wiser, she double checked the recipe on her cellphone, placed several hand towels everywhere so there'd be no mess her parents or anyone else could find, before dumping the powdered marijuana buds into the brownie mix.

"There, mix mix mix, ehehehhe, eatin this mix will make me hungry for Trix cereal, ahahahah."

She hummed and smiled, actually enjoying making this concoction. Luan closed her eyes and relaxed, ruminating in the feel of cooking. It was very, very soothing on her nerves. It was one of the few things Luan and Leni had in common in terms of skill sets.

Suddenly the sounds of a banjo could be heard from Luan. Eyes alerted, she flipped around.

It was Luna, wearing a pair of light-blue, high-waisted cuffed denim jean shorts and a red and black Buffalo Plaid shirt with pointed ends sticking out. She had on an old timey weathered straw hat with strands of straw sticking erratically from the edges, and a long piece of hay sticking from her mouth.

"Luna? What are ya doing you country bumpkin, eheheheh."

Luna just played a series of notes that hit Luan right in her heart.

It was the notes to the song she imagined her little imagination to Lincoln.

"No way...Luna, no way," Luna mumbled quietly, not knowing how to feel as she still mixed the brownie and marijuana powdered mix.

Luna finished up the notes for the banjo, then pulled out a violin, slightly smaller than a typical violin is.

"Luna?" Luan asked with wide, astounded eyes.

"Fiddle time dudette, I know ya love this song by the Dixie Chicks, so..." Luna said with a slight country tone, before playing the fiddle tune, the notes blasting Luan in the heart, but, not negatively...it was like a buttery blast of happiness that wrapped her heart.

Then she heard Luna begin singing with a country-esque tone and groove.

"I said, I wanna touch the earth, I wanna break it in my hands, I wanna grow something wild and unruly...I wanna sleep on the hard ground, In the comfort of your arms, on a pillow of blue bonnets, In a blanket made of stars...Oh, it sounds good to me."

Luan turned around as she gasped in joy, tears welling in her eyes...some fell into the brownie mix.

Luan turned around silently, just sniveling with watery eyes, and a deep, brilliant warm smile perched right at Luna as she continued singing and fiddling the melody.

"I said, cowboy take me away...Fly this girl as high as you can into the wild blue...Set me free, oh, I pray...Closer to heaven above and closer to you...Closer to youuuu,"

Luan couldn't help herself. With a few tears streaming down her face, she joined in humming with Luna's fiddling and singing.

"She totally just learned that song...or is doing this off the cuff...which is incredible. She's so incredible...god she's so wonderful, no wonder Lincoln's in love with her," Luan thought as Luna danced and fiddled the middle part of the song, walking over and rocking with a conservative beat, akin to country style dancing as she rocked close enough to give Luan a close up sight, but enough to give her space to keep prepping, which Luan did...though Luan was rocking her body back and forth.

Luna then moved up next to Luan and sang right up to her face.

"Cowboy take me away," Luna sang and fiddled, before placing her fiddle down, and pulling Luan up as she had the bowl in her hand.

"Luna!" Luan said with a blush, Luna grabbing under Luan's arms and suddenly picking her up, spiraling her in a twirling dance move.

"Fly this girl as high as you can into the wild blue," she sang with more country tone. Luan couldn't help at blushing even more from Luna twirling her like that. In some way she saw Lincoln twirling her...she thought Lincoln might in her imagination. But, Luna's face also just stayed in sight.

Luna was also morphing into that cowboy...cowgirl in this case, that Luan was cuddling on the open prairie in her mind.

"Luan, please, I gotta WHOA!"Luan groaned out in a laugh, trying not to be bashful from Luna's rather close dancing and singing. The way she moved, coupled with the song she was singing to Luan, and her radiant aura and vibes filtering into Luan...it was intoxicating.

Luan felt a big goofy grin plaster on her face as Luna still twirled Luan in her arms.

"Set me free, oh, I pray...closer to heaven above and closer to you...closer to you," Luna sang, now looking square into Luan's eyes.

"...I think that marijuana powder I breathed in is making me feel things," Luan thought nervously, as she was still being twirled, now Luna pulling in Luan closer, their bodies close in country-style dancing.

Luan felt her head and body leaning in closer. She wasn't sure if it was intentionally or accidently...but she felt her body drifting even closer into Luna's frame.

"Luna," Luan mumbled quietly, before Luna sang with a big smile on her freckle-saturated face, "Cowboy take me away," Luan suddenly finding her feet, ankles and legs almost giving up by how much that seemed to strike her heart.

"Closer to youuuuu," Luna sang softly, Luan now finding herself electrically attracted to this cowgirl looking version of her older sister...her body quivered as she gave nervous touched laughs and giggles. Her mind wandered to the idea of Luna sweeping Luan off her feet and carrying her bridal style, still wearing that cowboy hat with the straw hay sticking out erratically...she imagined herself leaning in to Luna's head...their lips approaching as their breaths and heart beats ran a hundred miles an hour...and inch by inch, their lips almost gracing one another's...

"Closer to you," cowgirl Luna whispered in Luan's lips.

"...closer to...you..." Luan whispered as well, before...

"Luan? You good girl?" Luna's voice suddenly cooed out.

Luan was staring with a trance into Luna's eyes, drunk off the moment...before she realized she was within a fraction of an inch of Luna's lips.

Luan's eyes went wide, before she looked down in her hands. She still had the brownie mix in her arms, but was stirring it at cosmic speed, her arms vibrating like they were jack hammering something.

"Whoa dude, ya really do love that song! Hehehehe, so, how'd I do?"

"Luna...that was spectacular," Luan cooed out, inching herself out of Luna's personal space bubble, "but...I, eheheh, I almost spilled the brownie mix," Luan said, accidently leaking a girly giggle. Luna looked down inquisitively at the brownie mix.

"Mmmmm...smells good Luan. This is the stuff that's gonna send us on an awesome trip, eh?"

"Yeah, ganja believe it? Get it? HAhahahahha!"

"That ash is probably gonna turn us to ashes, ehehehhe, eh comedy girl?"

"Well, eheheh, if I get the recipe right. I think I got it down. I still can't believe we're gonna do this."

"Luan, ya know if ya don't wanna do this, we don't have to. This is-"

"No Luna! I...I want to...I really want to, besides," Luan said with a bubbly tone, putting the bowl on the counter, before pulling Luna in a warm embrace, letting it be both sweet, and slightly sensual as she sneaked in rubbing her huge breasts against Luna's sizable rack, "I wouldn't wanna get high with anyone else but you rocker-girl."

"Awwwww, there she is! My sweet, funny sis is back! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Eheeheheh, maybe, but, I like musical Luna giving me songs for inspiration and fun."

"Huuuuhhh...inspiration, huh Luan? Well...given what we're about to do...wait here," Luna said, grabbing her fiddle and banjo, before running off from the kitchen.

"...don't go," Luan found herself saying quietly and rather pathetically. She stopped her hand, shook her head...and tried to ignore all the deep and confusing, conflicting assortment of feelings and emotions that bubbled from Luna singing that song to her in that endearing manner.

It...activated something Luan really wasn't wanting to potentially face, not now at least.

"I...don't wanna deal with my...thoughts about Luna...I got enough stress from dealing with those urges and...uhhuhhu...feelings for Lincoln...and my situation with Other Leni...uuhuhhuhhuhuhuhu," Luan moaned out, as she found herself automatically backing up, pretending it was Lincoln or Other Leni she was backing up to...and felt herself grinding her ass hard into the corner countertop, breathing heavy and salivating.

She could see the forms of Lincoln and Other Leni manifest around her in a black landscape, their outlines in their respective color schemes, Lincoln in orange, Other Leni in aqua green, all rubbing and grinding their bodies along hers. She squeaked, seeing the subtle purple outline of something else working on her lower regions. Luan nervously moved an arm down, her form morphing into a bright yellow hue outline. She placed her hand in what appeared to be a tuft of dark purplish hair, pulling up and seeing what looked like the smirk of Luna, her massive tongue out, poking and pushing inside Luan in and out. Some red could also be seen under Luna...the form of Lynn manifested suddenly, as it looked like both were eating her out violently, as Other Leni leaned in from Luan's side and caressed her huge boobs, while Lincoln slipped behind her and rubbed his groin and huge erect form against Luan's cheeks.

Luan felt herself about to scream in ecstasy...before a momentary lapse of her imagination allowed her to see the kitchen, and she slapped herself silly.

Luan grabbed the towels, rolled them into a ball and slapped herself silly with them.

The hues of everyone she imagined around her suddenly faded.

She huffed and took massive breaths, leaning back, almost knocking over the entire brownie mix bowl to the ground. The scare caused her to catapult forwards.

She was sweating a storm, her nervous system on pins and needles, her sexual sensual areas on full tender alert.

"...that powder hit me like a ton of bricks...oh shit...there's no way I can eat brownie mix with that crap in it! There's no telling what I might do!" Luan urgently mumbled internally. She was so ashamed, yet felt so happy about what just happened.

She didn't know what to feel. It felt so intoxicating, so alluring, to have it all, everything, her mind left frontiers she thought were already horrific in every moral respect...and ventured to a new terrain that was just basically in her eyes the logical conclusion to her deviant maniacal sexual misgivings...her libido in her subconscious came out of the woodwork of her messed up mind and wanted them all.

"Well, there goes my plan...and my day...and any shred of respect I had for myself...god damn I'm fucked up," Luan mumbled, but not, unable to feel bad. She just laughed, and laughed, and laughed even harder.

"Oh come on girl! It's just a hard on! That's all! It's not like I'm in love with all of them! AAHAHHAHAAHAHAH! With Lincoln yeah, and I have some weird sexual affections with Luna...and then there's me and Other Leni...but I mean, what are the odds that-"

Music suddenly started playing behind Luan again, only this time her body and mind seemed preliminarily ready for it. Luna had another song blasting, but this time, she was just playing it on a big old retro boom box, black in color with a design like that of the 80's punk style with extra neon coloring on the sides.

Luna was rocking skin-tight black shorts and a half ripped purple shirt, torn to expose her belly with skulls all over, the one she wore when she was fifteen, except stretched more with her large chest. Wearing flip flops, tapping her toes to the beginnings of a beat, she dawned on the large yellow beanie cap from when Lincoln bought his own personal inflatable pool, with Jamaican Rasta Tri-coloring at the round, bulgy tip end.

With a big old grin on her, slipping on a big Rasta hoodie jacket with the picture of Bob Marley on the zipped up front, and what looked like a portable set of small steel drums and sticks with rubber tips, and then finally put on black sunglasses.

"Uuuuuhhh...Luna?" Luan asked in a confused tone.

"Ya mon, tis gonna be a wondofa time," Luna said with a Jamaican accent, and as the vocals on the Reggae-sounding song started singing, Luna singing along, rocking back and forth with in that same Jamaican accent.

"I wanna love ya, and treat you right. I wanna love ya, every day and every night. We'll be togetha," Luna sang, pausing to drop her shades a tinge to wink at Luan.

Luan nearly blew snot from her nose from laughing so hard, falling backwards into the counter hard and twirling her frame and face away from Luna. She dropped the brownie bowl mix on the counter harshly, trying to hold her uncontrollable laughter.

"OH MY GOD THAT SONG! AHAHAHAHHAHAAAH!" She screamed in her head as she spasmmed from an overload of everything.

"With a roof right over our heads, we'll share the shelter," Luna continued, rocking her body back and forth, what looked like Luna putting on a little comical show for Luan. Luan turned around for a moment, only to bust out even more laughing, sinking to the ground, her face going completely red from her gasping giggles.

"...of my single bed. We'll share the same room, yeah! For Jah provide the bread!"

Luna suddenly slipped her flip flops off to get better traction, and began a rocking, spinning twirl while singing and playing the steel drums with matching melody.

Is dis love, is dis love, is dis love, is dis love that I'm feelin?"

Luan was tearing up now from laughing, feeling like the universe couldn't get more on-point with the song Luna was doing to play around and how well everything they were doing matched, especially in her case.

Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love that I'm feelin?"

"Jeepers! AHHAHA, with the way I'm getting the hots for her and what we're doing right now, this song is fucking perfect! PERFECT! Ya couldn't find a more fucking coincidental fluke of a song! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IT'S TOO DAMN FUNNY!"

"I want to know, want to know, want to know now...I got to know, got to know, got to know now," Luna still sang, now dropping the steel drums and instead playing tambourine, rocking her hips and waffling her body back and forth in a lax, swirling style, getting closer to Luan.

Luan bit her lip with her gigantic giggling smile, attempting to distract herself from Luna's playful dancing advances towards her by stirring the brownie mix even more than before

Luan suddenly felt her own body betraying her, her hips and body rocking slowly back and forth, her right foot tapping with the beat. Luna saw this and got right next to her, bouncing her huge ass softly into Luan's, now sucking Luan into rocking and gyrating with the Reggae song's rhythm.

They kept playfully bouncing into each other's hips as Luan couldn't help but hum with the melody of the song; it was rather catchy.

Luna put an arm around Luan's shoulders, bringing them even closer as they rocked back and forth, Luan still moving along with Luna's movements while prodigiously mixing. Luna dipped her head down to take a big wiff of the brownie mix, then pretended to roll up an invisible joint and smoke it, before swaying her body again.

Luan just closed her eyes, a big smile full of some mixed, but happy feelings.

Luna saw this and she made a big smile as well as she was approaching the song's end.

"Fuck yeah! I did it!" Luna thought with joy, internally giddy and happy she managed to entertain the entertainer in the family.

"She's so awesome," Luan thought, taking an enormous amount of comfort and joy in this moment with Luna.

Luna made her happy and smile. She didn't have to, she didn't have to miss out on the family trip today, but she did.

And even while feeling those muddled fuzzy feelings, she just enjoyed her moment.

"Baked in the moment, ehehehehehhe," Luan punned to herself, ready to tell Luna that one when the song was over.

Luan looked down from her non-stop giggle-fit fueled stirring; the brownie mix was ready.

---

11:30AM

An hour and a half earlier...

The Louds were walking through the entrance of Dairyland Amoosement Park. Tippy the Cow was dancing by the entrance, Lily imitating the mascot's dance routine. The line was small, since it was the first day all the kids and teens were back in school. Rita and Lynn Sr however decided to pull "hooky" and call sick for their jobs, and on behalf of the kids as well. They've been looking forward to this for a very long time, and wanted to spend at least one day with all their children...well, almost all of them.

They were still disappointed in Luan not feeling well, and Luna decided to stay with Luan to take care of her, not to mention Lori and Bobby not being able to get out of work at their jobs, but they did appreciate that the other Louds were with them, and they were bouncing off the walls in eager anticipation to have a blast.

"THIS IS GONNA BE SOOOOOO AWESOME!" Lynn screamed out in joy, Lola and Lana twirling in a twin-hug with giant grins and Lily bouncing up and down in spastic eagerness. Lisa of course had her plain expression, even though she was secretly giddy for a certain game she wanted to try.

Lincoln and Leni had smiles on their faces, though Lincoln seemed more aloof, more thoughtful and contemplative than happy.

"Lincy? Aren't you excited?" Leni asked, looking at a map of the park upside down thinking it was right side up.

"Yeah, I am," Lincoln said with a put-on tone, before his face dropped into a stoic, plain expression as he looked around the sights.

"Oh goodie! Wanna like, see some totally cute kittens with me?"

"Oh, sure Leni. That should be nice."

The park had changed tremendously in the last few years, with an additional four huge dairy-themed roller coasters. There was a new accelerator coaster, called "Curdled Stomach," a new vertical velocity coaster "Over The Moon," and a bobsled coaster called "Milking It". "The Cheese Grater" was the fourth new coaster ride, a new gravity-spin one, and Luna was dying to try this one and puke all over the place.

Lincoln wanted to go on it with her, and later take some pictures secretly of her and him kissing in one of the couple booths.

Now that wasn't happening.

"Man, I shouldn't be bummed out, I'm at Dairyland for Pete's Sakes! I gotta have fun!"

Lincoln gave him a slap, walked forwards and grabbed Lily's hand, holding it as she grabbed Leni's. Lily asked them to swing her, so Lincoln and Leni swung her back and forth.

"Faster! Faster Lincy! Faster Leni!"

"Not too fast kiddo," Lynn Sr said, before Leni swung so hard Lily and Lincoln went flying into a trampoline ride, Lincoln yelling in terror while Lily just laughed.

"...dang it!" Leni mumbled, the rest of the family running over to the white haired son and toddler.

"Lincoln! Lily! Are you alright?" Rita and Lynn Sr asked frantically. Lincoln's eyes were wide as he coughed, Lily grinning a big old smile.

"AGAIN! AGAIN! DO IT AGAIN" Lily shouted.

"No Lily! Not again! Sorry Lincy, I don't know my own strength," Leni mumbled as she blushed in embarrassment.

"That is a severe underestimation. I still need to determine how your biomechanical capacities have increased so drastically," Lisa said, pulling out a tape measure and her advanced gagdetized cell phone to scan Leni. Rita and Lynn Sr just gave stern looks to Lisa, implying no experiments.

"Relax parental units; it's an observational scan, not an anatomical modification."

"Still...this is a day to have fun," Lynn Sr said with his eyebrows raised, Lisa huffing in annoyance and slipping her cellphone away.

"Good lord saskquatch! How'd you get so dang strong anyway? You were never like this," Lynn asked, feeling Leni's conservatively toned but lean muscles on her arm.

"Like, I dunno. It's totes weird."

"Especially since you weigh a ton now. I use to be able to bench you like nothing blondy. Yeesh, you're complicated," Lynn joked, giving Leni a punch to her shoulder.

"Hey! You wanna jump, it's five dollars! Otherwise, get in line or amscray freeloaders!" A loud brash overweight game operator yelled, sending the Louds packing. Lincoln grabbed the still-bouncing Lily, pulling her off the huge trampoline. The operator game them a stern mean look, while Lily stuck her tongue out at the operator while the rest of the Louds shot sharp eyes at him. Leni just gave a sheepish, "totes sorry sir," reply as she ran up with the rest of the Louds. The operator stared at the Louds, and saw Lily suddenly flip him off.

"Hey! HEY!"

The Louds collectively turned the corner to the rest of the park and saw the main new attraction besides the rollar coasters; a gigantic new tent in the expanded zone of the park, over one-hundred and fifty feet tall, akin to the old school big-top tents one saw back in the past days of travelling circuses. The tent was colored like that of a Holstein black and white cow, the most common of the dairy cows, with huge cowbells aligning the sides of the tent, wafting and ringing the sounds in the wind. Adjacent to the tent, and stretching through the park was the construction of something that would be put on parade today along a two mile stretch of downsloping, walled-off track. The track was about fifteen feet wide, going through most of the park, with solid walls and barriers aligning the sides. It was like a race car track, just not as wide and ten feet depressed into the ground, below the park's regular walking elevation, with side barrier walls ten-feet tall aligning the rim of either side of the track.

"Wow! What kind of parade is this going to be dad?" Lola asked, "unless, it's a pageant parade! Ooooohhh, I should show off my skills and looks if it is a pageant parade!"

"Dream on twinkle-toes, it ain't nothin girly. It's probably dairy themed, like, I dunno, the entire park?" Lana replied with a smirk.

"Oh what do you know?"

"More than you apparently, eheheeh."

"Mud-butt!"

"Sparkle-loser!"

"Guys! Guys! We're suppose to have fun, right mom? Right dad?" Lynn said.

"You betcha kiddo! Now I'm guessing you...what a sec...where did Lucy go?"

"I'm right here still," Lucy said behind them, freaking the family out, all of them jumping into Rita's arms, before she collapsed from the weight.

Lucy just smiled and said quietly, "still got it."

"Ooooooooooooooookay! OFF! EVERYONE! ESPECIALLY YOU HONEY!" Rita roared out, the rest of the Louds plopping off Rita.

"Oh dear! Sweetie! Are you alright?"

Rita coughed horribly as she was pulled up by Leni and Lincoln, cracking her back and neck.

"Yeesh! You guys need to not freak out so much like that."

"But mom, you freaked out too," Lola said.

"...that's not the point. And some knight-in-shining armor you turned out to be!" She said with a comically angry tone, to Lynn Sr.

"Hehheheheh," Lucy laughed awkwardly, everyone backing one step away.

"...dang it, I forgot not to laugh...sigh...if you need me, I'll be checking out the dark parts of barns," Lucy mumbled, before taking off on her own.

"Oh no young lady, you're hanging with us, Lincoln, Leni or Lynn," Rita said, brushing herself off.

"...torment...sadness...pain...sigh..."

"Oh don't be like that Lucy! We can have fun, let's go over and check those roller coasters," Lynn said, pulling Lucy in and giving her head a noogie, then pointing at the gravity ride.

"...I think I'd rather look at those horribly cute animals with Leni...sigh..."

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Leni screeched, grabbing Lucy and Lincoln in jumping tight hugs, before heading off at a running full speed.

"Hey! HEY! WAIT UP YA DOOFASES!" Lynn yelled out, running full blast to keep up with Leni's abnormally fast pace, giggling out of sight with a mortified Lucy and Lincoln tightly held in her crutches.

"Ha! Well, they got their plan guys," Lynn Sr laughed with a chuckle, "so who here wants to go on rides?"

"ME! ME! MEEEEEEEEEEE!" Lily, Lola and Lana screeched, jumping up and down. Lisa just had a dispassionate look on her.

"You realize they intend on putting on the rides designed for young toddlers and children, right?"

"...so?" Lily asked shrewdly.

"Yeah Lisa, lighten up! You of all Louds should love this place! We both love Dairyland!" Lana said, pulling Lisa in an embrace and throwing her in the air. Lisa gave an annoyed frown.

"Down! NOW I SAY!"

"Yeesh, who put a bee in your bonnet?" Lola asked.

"If mom and dad permitted me to house a full colony in Lola's part of her room the African hybridized version of Apis mellifera, then I could exactly answer that question," Lisa grumbled with an annoyed smirk.

No one understood her.

"...simpletons...everywhere..."

"Awww, come on Lisa! Pwease be happy for me? Pwease?" Lily asked with her unbearably cute, adorable sweet face. Everyone in sight saw this and melted from the sight, and Lisa's stern grumpy mood seemed to disappaite.

"...that facial expression could melt the physical dimensionalities of a galaxy-sized black hole. Alas fellow siblings and parental units, I apologize for my rather crabby disposition. I'm just...very tired."

"Well then young lady, I think you need to not stay up so late performing your experiments and whatever you do at night," Rita said, rubbing Lisa's hair and giving her that "mother knows best" look.

"Alas...you may be right. My research is still floundering with attempting to differentiate memories, dreams and not causing irreparable damage to the brain. Extracting experiences safely is far more difficult that previously suspected," Lisa said, letting slip her research pertaining to Luan and the other members of the coming storm she felt she needed to avert.

Lisa kicked herself for revealing that much, but to her pleasant and expected surprise, none of the Louds understood her.

"So...is it like Inception Lisa? Going inside people's dreams?" Lana asked.

"...sure, let's go with that," Lisa huffed with a sigh, before seeing the kiddie part of Dairyland with the dozens of little kid rides.

"Say, how about we desist this dialectal and engage in mindless prodding of g-forces and safety codes?"

"Lisa, you still need to work on phrasing things that we can understand," Lynn Sr said, looking up and trying to break down exactly what is young genius daughter just said.

"...let's go on those rides...and I'm out," Lisa mumbled, motioning her hand next to her head and pretending to flick off a switch, a symbolic gesture to indicate she was going to negate her excessive curmudgeon thoughts typical of these situations.

"There we go everyone! Ready to have fun Louds!?"

Lily, Lola and Lana blew past Lynn Sr, Lisa and Rita into the medium-sized kiddie part of the park, jumping up and down like jelly beans for a string cheese-themed flying ride. Lisa huffed and joined them, then, from the corner of her eye, saw a kiddie game, shooting chocolate milk from a gun at plastic farm animals and farmers.

Lisa's eyes bulged as the sudden urge to do something completely irrational and asinine took over her senses.

"Steady...steady...control yourself Lisa...you're better than these Neanderthals at this park, huhuhhuh oh boy...I CAN'T TAKE IT!"

Lisa ran full blast to the chocolate milk guns and dive-bombed the attraction, grabbing one of the guns from a little girl and twirling it around, shooting herself in the mouth for blast after blast of chocolate milk.

"What in lord! Again Lisa!?"Rita called out in aggravation.

"YO! Kid! Ya shoot at the targets, not yourself!" The game attended said with a gritty tone, turning the gun around. The little girl gave a stink-eye to Lisa before resuming her game.

Lisa just walked back to her parents with a look of mortified shame.

"Well young lady, you did take that game from someone else. You know better," Lynn Sr said, picking Lisa up, trying to consol her since her knew full well Lisa had an uncontrollable love of chocolate, "plus, you'll shoot your eye out, ahaahahahha, get it?"

"...I'm so ashamed of myself. I'm no different than the rest of them," Lisa grumbled as she wiped off chocolate milk dribbling off her chin.

"Don't worry sweetheart," Rita cooed as they watched Lana, Lola and Lily screaming in fun on the ride, "I'll give you five dollars."

"Oh...well, thank you mother, but for what if I may inquire?"

"That," Rita said with a nurturing grin, turning Lisa around and showing a booth selling hug slurpie jug-sized containers of extra chocolate, chocolate milk.

Lisa's eyes went white, then pure black in wonder and excitement.

"Not all at once, deal?"

"DEAL PARENTAL UNIT!" Lisa shouted with glee, ripping the five dollars from Rita's hand and running over to wait in the short line.

"Was that wise dear?" Lynn Sr asked.

Rita shrugged her shoulders, then said, "at least it's not actual chocolate candy, right? Better to make her want for chocolate candy less at the park and just have her drink chocolate milk."

"Suuuurrreee...right honey...and you just happened to forget the amount of sugar in a chocolate bar is less than in the chocolate milk they're serving over there, right?" Lynn Sr said with a smirk.

"...ooooooooh shit..." Rita huffed.

About two hundred feet to their left where the rest of the Louds headed, in the farm animal barn, rows upon rows of cows were being milked. A few pens away in a more quite, secluded area, were the calves in one large pen, and kittens in an upper story. Leni, Lucy and Lincoln were just finishing up feeding the calves, heading upstairs to the kitten pen. Lynn was down below looking at the milking process the cows were undergoing.

"Yo Mooster, does that feel good?" Lynn joked with the black and white cow. The cow just turned its head and mooed at her.

"Yeah...eheheh...maybe Luan should have...HAHAHAAH! OH I GOTTA TELL THEM!"

Lynn ran back up full speed to Leni, Lucy and Lincoln. Leni was lying on her back, giggling with stars in her eyes at the kittens crawling all over her and meowing. Leni was almost suffering from cuteness overload. Lucy was sickened by it, but found one rather moody, aloof kitten, and just started petting it.

"I know, we're too dark for the rest of their kind...so happy and giddy...sigh."

The black kitten suddenly meowed with a tone that sounded an awful like a sigh too. Lucy suddenly smiled wide when she heard that.

"I wish I could take you home."

"I WANNA TAKE YOU ALL HOME! EEEEEEEEEE!" Leni squealed and giggled as the kittens were climbing and falling off her. Lincoln was enjoying the sight, sitting with his legs crossed as kittens kept running back and forth, meowing and squeaking with one another.

Leni was now covered with about twenty kittens huddling and cuddling her physique, looking as though they were trying to stay warm from her huge frame.

Lincoln took a quick pic of this.

"That is too adorable," he mumbled with a grin, sending the pic to Luna, Luan, his parents, Ronnie Anne and Clyde.

And just when he sent that text to Clyde...he realized something in that moment.

He hadn't kept in a lot of contact with Clyde lately. He didn't even tell him the full details of his experience, his ordeals, his faith issues.

"Wow...I suck. My best bud has no idea what's going on with me anymore, and I don't even know if he's still getting bullied or not. But...no way in hell I can tell him about me and...Luna. God, he's my best bro ever, but I dunno if I can even trust him with something that delicate."

"Lincy! Look at how cute and tiny this kitten is! AWWWWWWWWW"

"They're all insufferably cute and tiny Leni," Lucy replied with her trademark tone.

"But this one is extra tiny! See!?" Leni bubbled with bulging eyes, showing in the palm of her large hand one tiny, extremely small kitten. Lynn walked over and saw the kitten, and instantly fell in love with the baby animal. The kitten, a she, was the same color of Lynn's hair with little white spots on its face, like Lynn and Lincoln's freckles, feisty in trying to claw and teeth at Leni's thumb and fingers, was acting wily and full of energy, even if it looked like it could barely move.

Lynn's trademark puppy-dog eyes came to full blast, Leni, Lincoln and Lucy snickering from seeing the athletic tomboy melt over a kitten with similar traits to her.

"It's just like, so totes you Lynn; tiny and feisty," Leni cooed as she grabbed Lynn with one hand and put her in a pretzel-leg sitting position, putting the tiny wily kitten in Lynn's lap.

"Geez you're too cute," Lynn said as she stuck her finger out, the kitten nibbling and biting on her finger, meowing even tinier squeaks than the other kittens.

"AWWWWWWwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" Leni and Lincoln gushed.

"Saps," Lucy mumbled, the black kitten purring in her lap.

"Hypocrite," Lynn grumbled to Lucy, seeing the black kitten secretly hidden in Lucy's black sweater.

"Oh yeah, my joke! AHAHHA, hey dude," Lynn said with a big goofy grin.

"What's up Lynn?"

"Ya know those cows we passed up?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't they...remind you of someone?" Lynn said suggestively, making an invisible huge twirl over her chest, mimicking Luan's huge breasts.

"...good lord Lynn," Lincoln said as he started chuckling, keeling over on his back, "Luan's not that big...well...okay, she is, but-"

"Next time when she's not so moody or funky we can see if they'll let us hook up Luan with the rest of the milkers, cause, ya know, she loves to milk a joke or pun, only fair to see if we can milk her for anything."

"That is udderly genius Lynn, how long did that take for you to come up with?" Lucy asked sarcastically with her own simple pun.

"...are you making fun of me Lucy? Cause I feel like ya are," Lynn said with an airy inquiry. Lincoln cracked up in his hands as Lucy gave a dminituve smile, all the while Leni was still shrouded in kittens.

"No, of course not Lynn...though I think if you had calves, they'd starve to death," Lucy grinned, before getting on her feet with the black kitten," now, if you'll excuse me, this dark soul and I need to talk about our horrible situations...I can feel his lament in his paws and spirit," Lucy said, showing the black kitten's paws, before heading to a dark corner in the upper story of the barn.

"And that's not exactly a joke per say Lynn; that's more of a comical situation," Lincoln specified.

Lynn huffed, facepalming from not knowing the difference. Lincoln and Lynn warched Lucy and the black kitten meld and disappear into the dark corner spaces of the animal barn.

"Well...Lucy just went poof on us...disappearing spooky emo," Lynn commented, before they all heard a faint, "Gooooootttthhhhhh...not emo" wail, scaring the crap out of Lincoln and Lynn. Leni couldn't hear; she just had kittens on her ears cuddled up to her.

"Lucy's good at that, ya know, melding into the shadows, but not before she roasted your behind, aahahahahah!" Lincoln laughed.

"Roasting what? Oooooo! Are we having roast?" Leni asked in her rather trademark empty-headed airy tone, kittens still cautiously cuddling on her tummy.

"Nah Leni, it's all cool. Here," Lynn said with a grin, handing back the small feisty kitten over to Leni, "take this little guy. You cool with hanging with Lucy here for a bit? I wanna take doofus out for some rides and games."

"You cool with that Leni?" Lincoln asked.

"Like, totally. I won't be able to go anywhere for awhile with these kitties guys! They're so totes adorable...but who's doofus? I don't remember taking anyone else with us."

Lincoln slapped his hand to his forehead as Lynn laughed hoasly.

"Don't worry Leni, we'll be back later and meet up. Come on Lincoln!" Lynn said with a huge amount of gleeful cheer, dragging Lincoln off his feet, the kittens on him flying off onto Leni's stomach. Leni waived them bye as the kittens acted like a blanket on her, Leni giggling her head off as they meowed and pawed for soft warm spots all over her.

"Those kittens love Leni, huh bro," Lynn opinioned.

"Well why not? She's like a gigantic heater to them."

"Well, we know one thing about Leni now Linc," Lynn said as she and Lincoln were climbing down the steps out of Leni's hearing.

"What's that Lynn?"

"...Leni is seriously into pussy, ahahahahahhaah!"

Lincoln punched her in the shoulder as he keeled over laughing. Lynn felt a sudden instant blare of warmth at making Lincoln laugh like that.

"I mean, did you see all the kinds there was? Black pussy, brown pussy, white pussy, and heck, she probably like's Trump's daughter cause that was one orange pussy all up in her face. No way Leni doesn't like an all-out pussy fest," Lynn kept punning lewdly, Lincoln keeling over trying not to laugh.

"That is messed up Lynn. Leni's like, the straightest girl I know."

Lynn looked to her right and grabbed a long skinny metal pole.

"See dude? Even this straight metal pole, can be bent," she said with a wily grin with her tongue out methodically, slowly curling the entire three-foot rod into a cylindrical shape.

"Hmmm, is this to scale?" Lynn asked in a joking tone, putting the curled metal rod up to Lincoln's crotch; it was surprisingly enough, shaped like a dick.

"LYNN!? DANG IT, THAT'S NOT FUNNY!" Lincoln roared out in embarrassment.

"Yup, to scale, AHAHAHHAHAHAHAAH!"

"Lynn, first off, that is NOT to scale...second, that metal rod was inside a lock to keep the cows from getting out," Lincoln said, swatting the curled metal rod from his crotch, pointing over to a ridiculously old looking locking mechanism. The door was now swinging wide open, and the huge number of cows started slowly heading towards the opening.

"Ohhhhh shit!" Lynn groaned, quickly running to body slam the door back shut.

"Linc, is there anything that can keep the lock on?"

"I dunno, riddle me this Lynn; is there anyone else dumb enough to pull a move like the one you just pulled?" Lincoln said with a wily smirk.

"Help me doofus! Come on!"

"Alright alright...let's see...here!" Lincoln pronounced in triumph, pulling out a smaller rusty rod that barely fit the mechanism.

"Is that really gonna hold these cows?"

Lincoln gave it a flick.

"Try karate chopping it."

Lynn used a free hand, took a momentary deep breath, then yelled out a "YAAIII YAAA" and swatted her hand at the bar. It crashed out of Lincoln's hand in one solid piece.

"OW OW OWWWW DANG IT! FUCK SHIT! OWwwwwwww...I'm good."

"There, it should work," Lincoln cheerfully said, brushing off the minor little dent Lynn put in it.

"Yeah, oh joy," Lynn grumbled sarcastically while tending to her sore hand. Lincoln methodically placed it into the locking mechanism, shards of rust shearing out the sides. Lynn gave the door a couple kicks, Lincoln a couple pushes, and it seemed like the door was secured.

"There, we did it," Lincoln said, putting his hand in a high-five motion. Lynn was about to high-five, before she remembered which hand she just used.

"...left hand, okay dude?"

"Hehehhe, sure Lynn," Lincoln smirked, sneaking a minor fist bump to Lynn's sore right hand.

"Ow! Dang you Lincoln! That's not funny!"

"Really? Cause I'm laughing, aahhahaahahahah! But, let's get you a bandage."

Lincoln walked over to a First Aid box in the corner, grabbing some alcohol wipes, bandages and some cloth tape.

"Here, lemme just dab some of those tiny cuts...aww, you're gonna be okay Lynn. Just a bit sore is all," Lincoln said encouragingly, Lynn keeping still, letting Lincoln do his thing.

"Well...this sucks. Usually I'm the one taking care of your wounds."

"That's because you're the one usually causing my wounds jockstrap, ahahahah!"

"Yeah yeah yeah, whatever snowball...ow...you think I'd be used to alcohol wipes by now," Lynn somewhat grimaced in minor discomfort.

"Well, actually, your hand are just a little red and sore, and one or two scratches...wow, ya took on that metal rod like a champ Lynn. I still think you should still where the medical cloth, ya know, just in case. That thing was really rusty."

"...sure, why not," Lynn replied passively.

Lincoln began wrapping some around Lynn's inner and side hand, covering the areas just below her pinky and inner hand.

"So nothing broken karate master?"

"Shut up Lincoln," Lynn blurted with a laugh, looking over the wrapping.

"Nice job dude. I mean, it's almost as good as how I do it, but-"

"So are we going to do some games and rides or what?"

Lynn's mind suddenly froze as she saw Lincoln...in a certain light. She was trying her damndest not to see in him the qualities she found intoxicating within him...attractive...caring...kind...the lust started flaring up.

"Nooo..nooooooo not now," Lynn thought, before Lincoln wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her along out of the barn, towards a single path leading to a set of games down the way.

"...holy shit...his arm...even under that black jacket he's got on...his muscles are toned," Lynn huffed lusciously in her mind, doing everything to avert her eyes off of him, "...God, if you're up there, thank you for unintentionally making me make Lincoln so..so damn hot!...ha...that's fucked up, I'm thanking God for this, hhhaahahhaah."

One quick stumble suddenly caused her to look deep into his eyes and face, just mere inches from his lips.

"Whoa Lynn, your legs give out on ya?" Lincoln asked, now holding Lynn up as her lower extremities seemed to fall apart on her.

"I...I...huhhuhu I...LOOK!" Lynn shouted randomly, trying to avert Lincoln's gaze.

"What! What is it?" Lincoln asked in alert.

'Ummm...huuhuh...what...oh, dang, look at those," Lynn now said curiously. The fake out actually caused them to look way down the path straight at the giant set of tents, blocked off with caution and keep-out signs and a few cameras.

"Wow...now I'm super curious what they got in those things. Why all the blockade crud?" Lynn asked openly.

"Huh, well, I heard someone saying it has something to do with the parade down that long road that's cutting through the sides of Dairyland. Something about cheese exposition, but, we'll probably see it on TV," Lincoln said, grabbing Lynn's hand and pulling her along with him.

Lynn suddenly slammed her shoes hard against the asphalt, halting Lincoln in his tracks.

"What the...Lynn?"

"...you still good with those quarter throws dude?"

"Ye...yeah? But why would you ask that?"

"...come on...I got an idea," Lynn said with a mischievous tone, walking with a rather intense stride over to the distant tents.

"Lynn...Lynn! Where are ya going!? We were gonna see if I puke or not on the ri...damn it Lynn!" Lincoln growled, running now to catch her violent power-walking stride. He waived his hand around in front of her face; no blinking, just a creepy smile and a determined look.

"Lynn? You're scaring me right now."

"Come on Lincoln! Tell me you're not in the least bit interested, huh? You know it's gotta be something cool as hell in those tents man."

"...well, I mean, the thought did cross my mind, but if we get caught-"

"We won't get caught dude! Look," Lynn said, suddenly pulling Lincoln into a bush on the side of a path. She pointed over to two cameras watching the exterior.

Lynn suddenly pulled two quarters out of her grey hoodie pockets.

"Alright bro, show me you got the talent still."

"...yeeesshhh...if I do this, will you promise me one thing?"

"Yeah, I promise, back to the games and rides and shit like that."

"Nah, this," Lincoln said with a frown, pulling out some spearmint gum, "that bacon and eggs is not doing your breath any favors sporty."

"Shut up and just do it dude, come on! We could be the first to see what this park's got brewing up," Lynn said, taking the gum from Lincoln and chewing it with ecstatic anticipation.

"...if we get caught, you're taking the blame, deal?"

"Deal...not really," Lynn said in a coy side huff.

"What was that?"

"Nothing!"

"...I can't believe I'm doing this...well, here goes nothing," Lincoln mumbled, flicking one quarter straight at the camera, hitting a side button that turned it off. He flicked the other quarter and it smashed right into the lens of the other camera.

"...shit."

"Holy hell ya did it dude! Let's go!" Lynn whispered harshly in joy, throwing her grey hoodie part on, covering her head and pulling Lincoln's black hoodie on. She took a moment to feel how fuzzy and cozy the inner sides of the hoodie head felt.

"Wow...Lucy got you a really nice black jacket man...now let's go!"

"I'm gonna regret this, I just know it," Lincoln grumbled as Lynn snuck them along the rim of the tent, dropping low to keep out of sight from anyone meandering near them.

---

Far back in the barns, some of the cows in the stall Lincoln and Lynn had fooled around with started rubbing and kicking at the doors. Then, suddenly, with just a minor amount of jostling from the cows against the door, the rusty metal rod Lincoln and Lynn jammed into the intricate old-world locking mechanism suddenly snapped clean down the middle section, right where Lynn had made her karate chop on it.

Then, one quick swift kick by a moody milk cow caused the old locking mechanism to crumble apart, and the door swung wide open. The cows one by one started trotting out of the stall, bunching up in a crowd before piling out of the barn, spilling out onto the side paths leading to the games and rides.

Up above Leni was still giggling with kittens galore covering, pawing and meowing all over her body. Above Leni Lucy was having a spiritual talk with the apathetic black kitten, before some curious rumbling and ruffling below finally became loud enough for her to notice.

"Wait...Draven? Dark kitten of the Earth? You say you hear some odd noises too?"

Lucy looked way below, and noticed the moving forms of white and black...before it struck her, those were cows piling out by the hundreds from their pen.

"...sigh...and we were having such a wonderful conversation too about how our spiritual worlds are on in the same Draven...I'm sorry, sigh...but I need to tell my older sister," Lucy said with a lethargic but alert tone.

She dropped down from the dark third floor with the black kitten she named Draven tucked in one hand, walking over through the kitten pen to a completely enveloped Leni.

"Leni...Leni, get up, please, there's something going on downstairs with the cows," Lucy said with her typically quite monotone voice. The sounds of meowing kittens, ruffling and moving large bovines and the quaking of the barn nearly made it impossible for Leni to hear her.

"Sigh...this is why no one ever notices whether I'm around or not...I'm too quiet...siiiigggggghhhhh...LENI!" Lucy yelled out, it still not being loud enough. Kittens were covering Leni's ears and head as Leni still giggled uncontrollably.

Lucy sighed and huffed in annoyance, before Draven jumped out of Lucy's arm and landed on the ground, hissing at the kittens surrounding Leni's head, scaring them and causing them to run to their mother across the pen.

"Hehehhe, you're one in a million Draven, I wish I could keep you, but I don't think Fangs would appreciate that very much...thank you Draven," Lucy said with an unusually warm tone, Draven rubbing into Lucy's fingers, before running off to the same mother the kittens ran off to.

"Leni! Leni, get a hold of yourself," Lucy called out in a gruff but still rather diminutive tone, Leni rising up, tears of joy and tickles still latched into her face. Lucy had to admit, Leni looked so adorable and happy in this moment, but it would have to wait.

"Awwww Lucy, you want a turn with the kittens? They're so adorable, aren't they?"

"Yeah...they are, I admit Leni, but-"

"EEEEEEEEE! You admit it! Like, so totes awesome and cuddly and sweet and nibbly and furry and-"

"LENI!" Lucy roared out uncharacteristically. Leni just looked at Lucy a bit sheepishly like a small child who was yelled at for touching the cookie jar.

"Sorry Leni, but there's-"

"Wait a moment Lucy, like, I hear something funny," Leni said inquisitively, getting up and looking over the balcony edge to the floor down below.

"OMG LUCY! The moo-cows! They're all leaving!"

"...sigh...that's what I was-"

"Uh oooohhhhhhhh! Lucy, you put away the rest of the kitty's with their mommy. I'm gonna like, try and round them all up and get them back."

"...sure Leni," Lucy said, before looking down and sighing. Leni grabbed Lucy and gave her a big hug, "don't worry Lucy, I'll be safe. They're moo-cows, they make milk and like being petted," Leni said with a bubbly sweet tone," but, you're still too small, so stay here until I can-"

"Wait a second," Lucy said, running over and grabbing the last of the kittens squeaking and meowing around Leni and bringing them back to their mother. Lucy closed the door on the main kitten pen where they were all located, so they wouldn't escape and run the risk of falling off the underside open railing.

"There...they're safe Leni."

"Oh, like, so totes Lucy!"

"Perhaps I should contact the authorities and tell them what is happening while you find everyone else."

"Like, totally smart Lucy. But what about Lincy and Lynn?"

"I'll find them on the way. The Dairyland park management building is near the rides they said they wanted to try."

"You must hang out like, a ton with Lisa Lucy, you're much smarter than I thought. And hear I thought you were just scary, ahahahahahahha!"

"...hhhuuuuuuhhh...sigh...just carry me, will you Leni?"

"Okeydokey!"

Leni effortlessly threw Lucy over her shoulders and carried her down the steps, moving methodically around the swirling torrent of milk cows pouring out of the stall.

"Why is there no one hear watching these cows anyway? Shouldn't there be someone wat-"

"HOLY SHIT! WHAT HAPPENED HERE!?" A young farmer shouted with his trousers down as he popped out of one of the enclosed broom closets. A blonde haired woman came plopping out with stray and hay covering her breasts and lady area; it was Carol Pingrey.

"Carol!?" Leni shouted, covering Lucy's eyes so she wouldn't see Carol naked.

"Leni!? Holy hell! When did you get here!?" Carol stuttered, falling backwards into the barn closet, causing all the farm buckets to fall on her, the hay and straw though brushing right off. Lucy saw through Leni's fingers Carol's naked form for a few good seconds. Lucy involuntarily blushed, as did Leni, before the young farm man pulled up his trousers and slammed the closet door shut.

"Noooo! Gosh darn it! This is what I get for flirtin and doin ungodly things with that city slicker girl!" He said in a gruff tone, pushing his way and closing the door, inserting a metal rod he had on his tool belt.

"Good lord, I figure...yeesh, gotta be like...over half...two-thirds of the cows are out now...DARN IT!" He shouted, kicking the side railing next to the door with his boots hard.

"Sir, we won't tell, just start working on getting these cows back in the stall," Lucy said with a considerate tone.

"Yeah, we won't...uhhmm...talk about what you and Carol were doing...those things," Leni mumbled, before heading off in the crowd of cows, mooing and grunting becoming louder and louder. Leni was saying "excuse me, pardon me, sorry Mr and Mrs Moo-Cow" the entire way out. Carol came out of the closet in a daze, fully clothed, before a bucket from above fell on her head, knocking her out yet again, before she mumbled, "Le...Leni...uhhuhhhu."

"...yeesh, city slicker girls getting in the way of my bovine duties...can't ever tell ma or pa about this one," the young farmer man grumbled, trying to herd the fifteen or so milk cows mowing about in the barn interior.

Outside the crowd of cows was dense, and Leni had to resort to leap-frogging off the backs one by one towards the end of the path, Lucy still on her back, holding on for dear life.

"Almost there Lucy, like, hold on," Leni heaved in heavy breaths, before finally leaping off one last milk cow onto a tranquil part of the paths. A few people around them saw the cows coming through in large numbers, but didn't seem all that alert from them. They were docile, mooing, crapping on the ground and chewing on the grass and weeds growing between the cement and asphalt spaces. Several started chewing on a corn maze still set up from Halloween.

"There we go, all better," Leni said gingerly, putting Lucy down, Lucy cracking her back from how sore it got from being jostled up and down like that.

"Whoa, like, you okay Lucy?"

"Yeah...sigh...closer to death, I often wished for such a fate...sigh...so, remember the plan?"

"Yeah, like...uhhhmmmm...what was it again?" Leni asked with her airy confused tone.

Lucy facepalmed hard.

"...go find mom, dad, the others, and I'll find park management, Lynn and Lincoln."

"That sounds like an totally awesome plan little Lucy woosy!" Leni said in a kiddie voice, pinching Lucy's cheek, Lucy grumbling in annoyance.

"Leni...I'm eleven you know."

"Still doesn't change the fact you're one of the cutest spooky things around, eheheheheh."

And that just made Lucy blush and grumble even more.

"I'm cutting through the maze. You backtrack through the cows, that way we get this whole asinine situation dealt with."

"Okeydokey Lucy," Leni said with an incorrect military salute, before departing the way Lucy was about to head. Lucy stopped her in her tracks.

"...the other way Leni..."

"Oh, right, thank's Lucy."

And Leni went...before making an incorrect turn from reading a sign, Lucy hearing a "thank you sign" even though it was to the Dairyland parking lot.

"...sigh...how did she get into college? And how can that be falling for Lincoln?...oh...right, it's Leni, that's why, hehehehe...yeesh, even I creep myself with my own laugh...sigh...death, Grim Reaper, one day you owe me," Lucy mumbled looking at her shoes, before cutting through the cornmaze, making a short cut to the management and amusement rides part of the park.

Meanwhile...

---

"Lincoln, come on man! Quit dragging your feet! Left foot up, right foot up! Jesus, no wonder I kick your butt at running...hell, at everything all the time," Lynn gloated as they meandered in the pitch black interior of the gigantic circus tent.

"I can't see a damn thing is why Lynn! Man, this sucks! And Hey! Not everything! I score your ass at video games...occasionally," Lincoln grumbled loudly, pulling out his cellphone to cast a very gentle light on the surroundings.

"Hmm, I'd love for you to score in my ass," Lynn thought lustfully as she felt up her ass from the corner of Lincoln's cellphone light, pressing her fingers a bit harshly and quickly around her cheeks and towards her groin, quivering for a moment, before the light hovered back onto her, Lynn quickly folding her arms.

"This place is cool, ain't it," Lynn said with her arms folded still, several lewd thoughts coming to mind that she could get away with in the virtual dark enclosure," hmmm...I could get seriously kinky and he'd never know, ehehheheeh. Hmmm...when that cellphone light shuts off, I could...heehehhe," Lynn giggled sinisterly.

"What was that Lynn?"

"Oh, nothing dude. Hey, I'm gonna go look for some kind of switch around here, is that cool bro?"

"I thought that's what we were trying to do from the get-go? I can't make heads or tails in this place. Heck, this darn cellphone keeps shutting down on me...come on, come on...dang it! Ten second delay, stupid cellphone. Lori got me the cheapest oldest cell, uuuuhhhhh!"

"Be thankful ya got one dude, though I'm kinda surprised mom and dad didn't get ya one," Lynn said, trying to make her voice sound distant...even though she was sneaking behind him.

"Well I told them Lori got me one, so I didn't wanna bother them on it. I...I've sorta been a nuisance for the family, for Leni...for Luna...for everyone."

Lynn froze in place, positioned right behind Lincoln to give him a hump-thrust, but what he said shot her in the dark.

"Li...Lincoln...you're not a nuisance at all," Lynn said with a rather tender tone.

"I...I put you guys through a ton of horrible crap though Lynn. Hell, I wonder if I really deserve this family sometimes, after the way I've acted selfishly in the past, ran off into a stupid storm, almost getting Leni and Luna killed...Jesus I suck...and all this time I'm spending with everyone is...I guess my way of trying to pay everyone back, embrace my old ways, ya know?"

"I...Lincoln...ya have been spending time with everyone more often, especially our younger sisters. I did see that uptick a bit," Lynn said, more encouragingly than as a matter of fact. She walked over slowly to Lincoln's form as he seemed like a statute, looking down in shame.

"Lincoln?"

"I'm sorry Lynn...for everything," Lincoln said lowly, huffing a defeated sigh.

Lynn couldn't help but punch Lincoln in the shoulder.

"Hey! What was that for?"

"For spillin your guts and puking out your emotions, and ya ain't even on the right ride," Lynn joked, before pulling Lincoln in for a tight hug, rubbing his back and nuzzling into his frame. This caught Lincoln way off guard as his hair on his neck rose, a rather intense electric surprise ricking his frame.

"Dude, you're our brother, you're my brother, no matter what...doofus," Lynn said, Lincoln about to put the light on his cellphone...but something...deep inside his mind told him not to. Just to enjoy this rare comforting moment Lynn seemed to be giving Lincoln. Normally she'd be rather blunt and tactless, but...this Lynn, she was tender, still her old self, but so much more...gentle and concerned. It gave Lincoln some pause, serious pause, most notably that she matured quite a bit, mentally and...physically, even if she wasn't as pronounced as her elder sisters.

Lynn looked up into Lincoln's face, still concealed in the dark, but somehow could still see his freckles and chipped buck teeth.

"We all love you Lincoln...and I'm gonna knock your teeth out if ya laugh about this, but...I love you," Lynn said with a consoling timbre.

"...I won't laugh...thank you Lynn, I love you too," Lincoln said, squeezing Lynn in his arms around Lynn. Lynn's hair on the back of her neck shot up like lightening, and suddenly...she let out a loud yelp and squeal, pushing Lincoln back as she fell ontop of him.

"OW...something hit me," Lynn said, in truth lying her ass off as she curled herself on Lincoln's lap and groin.

"Whoa, dang Lynn, are you okay?" Lincoln asked, totally unaware of what Lynn just pulled. He wiggled out of Lynn's rather strong leg grasping and pulled her up, wiping his cellphone out and looking over her head.

"Where'd this hit you? Your head? Back?"

"...uhmm...my butt actually," Lynn mumbled with a tinge of lust, Lincoln of course dense as all hell to catch on.

"Huh...well, nothing I can do about that, so...what the hell?" Lincoln questioned, feeling a stud to his left, feeling it before something brushed his fingers.

"Ow, well what do ya know Lynn, I found aWHAOAOAAH!"

Lynn suddenly fell on Lincoln again, this time on accident from tripping over an unseen haystack on the ground. They tumbled off the stack straight into the stud. Lincoln was lying on his back with his legs dangling off the haystack, Lynn lying to her side on him grumbling in pain, her ass unintentionally right on Lincoln's face.

"Lynn, you clumsy...if you "Dutch Oven" me I will leave you in this dark tent forever.

"Awwww, come on dude, sorry. Stupid haystack tripped me up."

Lynn gave a little jiggle of her tush on Lincoln's face, before springing up and pulling Lincoln back to his feet.

"Eh ehm, as I was saying before you and your graceful charm derailed me-"

"Shut up," Lynn chirped quickly.

"...EH EHM...I was saying I found a light switch, so..." Lincoln paused, flicking it on, before lights by the thousands one by one, all across the tent, quickly wiped the dark atmosphere away into a vibrant yellow circus lighting palette.

"As I was saying, let there be light! Ha!"

"Wow, good job amigo, now was canHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" Lynn cried out in a huge gasp as she turned to look up.

"Lynn, what theHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" Lincoln joined, looking straight up now too.

Both Louds were staring at the secret interior contents of the huge circus tents, what was being reserved for the parade coming soon...cheese...gigantic towers of cheese rolls, stacked up on one another on huge road deck platforms with large parade float bases. Every kind of flavor of cheese could be seen, and the cheese roll stacks were eccentrically made, with varying sizes, some as small as a small hand, and some...some of the rolls were bigger than advertisement signs along highways. One right in front of Lynn and Lincoln, both surprised by how they didn't collide with it in the dark, was stacked particularly high, over a hundred feet in the air.

Lynn and Lincoln's eyes and glares of wonder and awe just continued as they walked forward slowly.

"No...fucking...way...woooooow," Lincoln mumbled with splendor, never seeing cheese this big or in this number before, only in cartoons exaggerating their size around mice.

"This is one of the coolest things I've ever seen in my entire life," Lynn said silently, her eyes glistening from the height and scale of these towers on these platforms.

And her inner need to test herself, to compete...the urge to physically challenge herself, slowly blossomed as her mind fizzled into a trance, analyzing and observing all the little details of the gigantic cheese tower in front of her. Her mind clicked to a question that kept replaying over and over and over.

"Can I climb this?"

Lynn felt her feet lift off the ground step by step, slowly but surely approaching the base of the cheese roll tower, feeling its sides, gracing the cheesy siding and getting a rough idea for how she could maneuver up it.

"I must climb this tower...I gotta conquer it!"

Her mind was on total lockdown, unable to hear Lincoln yelling for Lynn to stop what he knew she was about to pull.

"LYNN! DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT-"

Lynn didn't budge. Quite the opposite, she found a spot and started climbing, tongue dangling out as her athletic prowess took over, going foot after foot above in elevation.

"Oh for the love of God, LYNN, GET DOWN FROM THERE!"

Lynn could finally hear Lincoln.

"Huh? What dude?"

"...I SAID GET DOWN FROM THERE YOU LUNATIC!"

"No way Lincoln! I may never get a chance to do this ever again."

"I don't want you falling off and getting hurt knucklehead!"

"Awwww, you're sweet man, but...I just gotta-"

"Lynn! Come on! We could get in serious trouble if we're caught OW!" Lincoln cried out in pain from several small rolls of hard cheese rolling out from under Lynn's climbing efforts.

"Holy crap that hurt...what was that kind anyways?" Lincoln winced in pain, grabbing one of the rolls, "...huh...UK brand Nottinghamshire Stilton...Luna may want this since it's from England, but uuuck, it smells like...ehhehehe," Lincoln laughed wickedly, thinking he found the best way to entice Lynn to come back down. She was about twenty feet up the monster stack, jumping from huge roll to huge roll, several small rolls of cheese still plopping off.

"Dude! Are you getting this? You gotta get a pic of me doing this!"

"...sure Lynn! I will, but, I need to sit down for a sec. One of these cheese rolls that came down just knocked my sense of smell out."

"Oh wow! It smells like your funky ass room, don't it," Lynn teased.

"What?" Lincoln asked a little taken back.

"Yeah. Dude, ehehe," Lynn said, struggling to pull herself up along a row of intricately placed rolls of cheeses on their sides. One bad grab would cause her to plummet to the ground.

Lincoln held off until she made the grab...and she did. Lincoln positioned himself to try and catch her should she loose her footing.

"So as I was saying Linc, your room is starting to smell really funky lately man. Ya need a bigger window in there."

"It's funny you mention bad odors Lynn, cause this cheese...I mean heck, this whole entire tent, smells like a Chuckie Cheese, besides all the cheese odors mixing and coagulating...one thing did just hit me, this whole place is a dead ringer for your stinky rotten smelly cheesy feet! HA!"

"HEY! I already said I'm workin on making them smell bette-WHOAAAAA!" Lynn cried out, almost slipping on some extra small rolls of cheese placed under her left foot, "...holy crud that was close...Dang it Lincoln! Don't mess me up!"

"Actually, I think I'd rather deal with the cheese still. Your feet are just way too gnarly for m-"

"LINCOLN LOUD! I WILL KICK YOUR BUTT IF YOU KEEP TALKIN SMACK ABOUT MY FEET!"

Lincoln wiped out a gnarly smirk.

"Oh, I remember some poetic words Lucy used in a poem that I think are pretty relevant...let's see...decaying...debilitating, rank, repugnant, malodorous, clammy-"

"I WILL DROP ONE OF THESE CHEESE ROLLS ON YOU LINCOLN!"

"...hmmm...gotta be a ton more words for how smelly your feet are, but then again, your side of the room you and Lucy still share is like a football locke-."

"THAT'S IT!" Lynn roared out, three-quarters up but now looking pissed, heading straight down the cheese roll tower towards Lincoln at frightening speed.

"Hehehehe...come on, come and get me Lynn," Lincoln said, before mumbling, "all the better to keep you safe Lynnsanity."

"I'm gonna shove all these cheese rolls in your nose and give you something to really sniff!"

"Hhehehe...hey...hey Lynn, be careful...WHOA! Lynn! Slow down! I'm not going anywhere!"

Lynn didn't listen. Lincoln's teasing must have cut into her. She was acting extremely wreckless climbing down the stacks and stacks of the cheese tower.

"LYNN! Jesus lordie, slow it down! Alright! I'm sorry! Just don't-"

"Save it bro, you're gonna be shooting Ricotta out of your nose by the time I'm...huh?" Lynn suddenly paused, seeing that one of the base cheese rolls she was standing on was suddenly splitting apart under her weight.

"...oh shit...that can't be good."

"Lynn! Are you alright!?"

"I'm fine dude! I...ya may wanna stand back."

"Stand back? Why? Lynn?" Lincoln called out, moving around backwards a bit to get a better view. He could see part of the cheese roll Lynn was standing on, now rather stuck, starting to curl outwards towards him...like it was crumbling from the middle and about to fall off.

"...oh no. LYNN! GET OUT OF THERE!"

"I'm trying to! But if I jump it, I may knock down those other stupid rolls and cause the whole thing to come down!"

"Crud! Lemme see Lynn! WAIT! I got it!" Lincoln yelled out, running over to a large supply closet close to him. He rummaged through it and grabbed out a large cloth.

"...damn it, I got no padding...PADDING! THE HAY!"

Lincoln pulled apart a hay stack with a picket axe, making as soft and fluffy but still firm round mound as possible, putting the blanket on top.

"Okay Lynn! Jump!"

"Are you nuts Lincoln!?"

"You're the nutso one for going up that thing! Now quick! I promise! It'll be safe!"

"...I'd rather take my chances with those cheese rolls!"

"LYNN!"

"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT!"

"Just think of it like when we went climbing at the mall those few weeks ago."

"...I had harnessing on numnuts! Plus you broke some of my fall!"

"And I'll be here again! Trust me Lynn, or you're gonna get hurt from that entire thing coming down and we both get in the worst trouble in our lives, not to mention no more Dairyland!"

"...but I love Dairyland," Lynn mumbled, before she cried out in a determined yell and jumped off the cheese roll as it broke, flying down, turning herself into a ball, aiming straight for the cloth and huge fluffy pile of hay and straw Lincoln hastily assembled.

Lincoln held his heart, feeling and prepping his mind for anything.

And she did it. She landed on the huge cloth, the force and speed of her jump pushing her half way inside the hay mound. Only her legs could be seen sticking out.

"LYNN!" Lincoln cried out in fear, running over and digging her out, pulling her close and hugging her tight.

"Lynn! Are you okay? Say something!"

Lynn just coughed up some straw...she had straw and hay sticking all over her clothing and body.

"Wow...THAT WAS AWESOME!" Lynn roared out in joy, punching the air and woo-hooing, doing a back flip from the somewhat higher elevation of the pile. Lincoln just facepalmed, but was estatic that she survived with what looked like a minor bruise on her hand and some hay cuts on her cheeks.

"Lincoln! You gotta try that! That was the most-"

"I think I'm calling it quits for us Lynnsanity," Lincoln said, wrapping his arm around Lynn's shoulder, trying to pull her to the exit. Lynn instead flipped it on him and pulled him back to the tower.

"Tell me ya got a pic dude."

"Sadly no Lynn! I was too worried for my sister acting like a wreckless loon!"

"Awww man! You suck!"

"Ha ha ha, whatever. Let's just go now. We don't need to be testing our luck anymore."

"What do ya mean? We got the best luck Lincoln," Lynn said with a big giddy smile on her face, walking right up to the huge stack she just jumped from.

"Lynn...I'd stay away from that thing if I were you."

"What? Why? It's got some weak points for sure towards the top. I should know, I was the only one with the balls to actually climb it," Lynn said with a lewd tone, sticking her tongue out as she grabbed her crotch, pretending she had a huge pair of cojones under her, Lincoln huffing in annoyance from the display.

"Whatever!"

"Ha! Knew you were all dick and no balls dude, AAHAAAHAHAHAH!"

"Ha Ha Ha! Laugh it up sports jock! At least I got some sense in me!"

"Aw come on dude! Hey, I forgive ya for making those "smelly feet" remarks by the way."

"I...I didn't totally mean them like that...I just wanted to get you down Lynn, even if it meant pissing you off and you kicking my butt," Lincoln said with a tinge of a blush as he turned around and kicked the hay pile. Lynn felt her heart melt a bit; she thought Lincoln was just acting like a smarmy jerk, but there was actual loving intent behind it.

"You're so sweet dude, ahahah," Lynn said with a big laugh, pulling in Lincoln for a big monster hug, second only to Leni's, lifting Lincoln right off his feet, cracking his back.

"OHuuhhuhh...that felt good Lynn. Hold up, do it this way," Lincoln said, turning around and facing the other way, Lynn smiling with a tinge of lust.

"Okay...I...I'm gonna give ya a couple thrusts to help your spine realign, cool?"

"Cool, you're almost as good as Leni at this."

"...Leni's a monster bro. How she ever became the brick house of the family I'll never know. To think I use to be the strongest. Hell! I use to bench her like she was tissue paper."

"Probably a later bloomer Lynn. It doesn't matter, and besides, you're still the most athletic and best at any sport I know," Lincoln said with a cheery smile to her, before turning back around. Lynn felt herself blushing immensely from how nice and sweet he was acting. It was causing things to bubble up in her again.

"...uhhhh...okay, here I go," Lynn said lowly, grabbing Lincoln hard from behind, picking him up, cracking his back, but thrusting up into him several times...secretly humping him from behind.

"Whoa! Damnhhuhhhuuhuhu that feels good Lynn," Lincoln quivered, before Lynn dropped him down, a goofy lustful expression tattered on her face, before she shook her head and regained her composure. Lincoln just twisted his back, his smile showing how much he enjoyed it.

"Thanks a ton Lynn!"

"Anytime bro."

"Say...you think this tower is still gonna hold with all these small cheese rolls that rolled off of it when you climbed up?" Lincoln asked, looking at the dozen or so small and medium rolls of cheese that fell off during Lynn's climbing.

"Are you kidding? Besides that one brittle roll, this tower's built like a frickin skyscraper," Lynn said with a big happy grin, slapping the side of the cheese tower base hard.

And suddenly a weird creaking sound from the cheese tower caused Lynn and Lincoln's eyes to bulge right out of their sockets.

They looked up, and to their horror, saw the entire one hundred foot tall cheese roll tower beginning to slowly sway and wobble back and forth.

Lincoln looked over and squinted in pure horrified annoyance, mumbling to her, "...built like a frickin skyscraper, ya just HAD to slap it!"

"I CAN FIX IT! I CAN FIX IT!" Lynn yelled out in petrified fear, running over to the base and trying to hold it steady. The base huge roll of cheese seemed to quiver and deform under the wobbling stresses from above, slowly warping the cheese rolls holding the base up.

"Lynn...we should go," Lincoln stuttered slowly and fearfully, looking up as several dozen smaller rolls of cheese started falling off the top of the tower.

"WAIT! Just gotta hold onto this longer and-"

"LYNN! WE GOTTA GO! THIS THING'S COMING DOWN!"

"NO IT'S NOT! I CAN FIX IT! I CAN-"

A cheese roll smacked Lynn right on the top of her head, knocking her backwards. Lincoln dodged the rest rolling down as the tower began swaying menacingly, the bigger rolls of cheese towards the top now losing their spots and sliding about, looking like they were ready to come down.

"LYNN! ARE YOU OKAY!?"

"Owwwwww...that friggin hurt! But I'm good...oh shit," Lynn squeaked as one huge cheese roll near the top came rolling right off, smashing into the ground, making a huge thud and rolling straight into the entrance of the tent they just came from.

"Well...no way in hell we're getting out that way," Lynn commented with a comical sense of dread, before Lincoln pulled her up to her feet in a panic, looking for some kind of exit, anywhere.

"Where do we go? Where do we go!?"

As more cheese rolls came plopping and rolling all over, Lincoln saw it, a cloaked but semi visible opening.

"Oh no...OH SHIT!" Lincoln yelled out as the tower suddenly started coming down at an angle, the parade float platform under it collapsing from the shift in weight, its wheels moving from the new angular forces crashing down from above.

"WE FUCKED UP! WE SO FUCKED UP!" Lynn cried out as she and Lincoln dived for the clothed exit. The whole exit platform suddenly caved in, Lincoln and Lynn managing to jump across in the nick of time. They both rolled out onto a long pathway that was walled off from the sides with no discernible way of climbing out.

It was the depressed roadway running through the park with huge deep walls on the sides. No way out.

"Ow...well, we're alive, be thankful for that," Lincoln said as he rubbed his head, Lynn wincing from slamming her knee.

They instinctively turned around and saw slowly but surely, the crumbling falling tower's huge cheese rolls coming down onto the next intricate cheese tower. Several more of those huge cheese rolls rolled right into the main support beams for the entire dairy-themed circus tent, crashing right through them and causing the tent to slowly topple down in on itself.

Lincoln counted how many cheese roll towers there were still standing, each one at least fifty feet tall or more.

"...nine more towers...domino effect..."

"Domino effect," Lynn mumbled as well, both knowing now that, in moments...something big was about to come their way, and they had no way out.

"...run," Lynn said, pulling Lincoln up as they both began running down the long, blocked off parade pathway way below the elevation of the surrounding park.

They could hear more rapid thuds, smashing, crashing, and suddenly the entire tent crashed onto the pathway behind them, and they saw it...the wrath of their shenanigans coming towards them from the far distance.

"...no way out...and this whole god damn pathway is blocked off...going downhill," Lincoln uttered under his heavy breaths, looking back as the tent's fabric starting to rip and shred from a cascade of something behind it building up.

Lynn just pulled Lincoln along, "...we're so fucked dude...RUN!"

---

Lucy had finally contacted the appropriate Dairyland management staff to inform them of the situation with the cows, leading them to the area while Leni was stilling looking for everyone else. Using the signs in the park and thanking them in typical Leni fashion, she navigated to the kids rides.

No Loud family.

She slowly worked her way around the rides, getting distracted from some extremely vibrant clothing and scarf designs with black and white patterning, going game by game through the huge main Dairyland avenue of dairy and barn themed games.

Nothing, but she got shot in the face with with cinnamon milk, and took a moment to log the recipe for her own shakes, even though she already drank a ton of cinnamon shakes.

"This is like, gonna be so totes tasty! I've been wanting to try a new cinnamon shake, hmmmm...I wonder if the others would like it. I know Lincoln likes his honey and cream shakes, Luna her french vanilla shakes, Luan her coconut, Lynn those round yummy white chocolate candies in the golden wrappers...what were they called again? Troubles? Trufftens? Fluffles?"

While Leni continued looking ride after ride, thankful there weren't many people in the park, she pulled her cellphone out to check her messages.

"I wonder how Luna and Luan are doing. Like, they're so in love with this place. I mean it's sorta cool, and those kittens and baby cows are just soooooo adorbs. I should give them a text and see how...o...m...g...I could have called mom and dad the whole time," Leni grumbled, facepalming hard, temporarily blocking her view before she collided head-on into a light pole, knocking it over onto a Dairyland ice cream bicycle cart, causing it to fly down the hill, smashing into one of the games, the chocolate milk gun shooting game. The cart careened up and smashed into the main soundboard system, causing it to blast out several loud "YOU WIN, YOU WIN!" sounds. It just so happened the cows from earlier were right next to the game, and were terrified into stampeding down the main avenue.

"...uh oh...LIKE, SORRY MOO-COWS!" Leni yelled out, till she realized the milk cows were stampeding in fear towards her.

"Oh phooey," Leni squeaked, now running full blast as people along the main avenue dived behind the games, dozens upon dozens of spooked cows forming one huge destructive herd.

"Not good! SO NOT GOOD! NOT TOTES! MOO-COWS! DON'T BE SCARED!" Leni yelled out to them.

No change.

"DANG IT!"

Leni ran and ran, keeping a somewhat good pace ahead of the stampeding bovine, before turning a sharp corner, seeing her family crowded around a picnic table eating some food. Lily turned around and waived at her with a big happy smile on her face, holding a white teddy bear the size of Lincoln on her left.

"Leni! You made it!" Rita called out, waiving Leni over.

"Leni! Leni! See what Lisa won me?" Lily cooed with an ecstatic tone, violently shaking and hugging the huge white teddy bear.

"Quite easily actually. These mundane, misguiding and moth-ridden amusement park games are just too easy to crack. So much for parlor magic, just some simple applications from physics wiped away any notion that these games at this park are challenging," Lisa gloated with a small smirk, still downing the gigantic chocolate milk drink, "but alas, I assume you had a merry time frolicing with our other siblings with the Bos taurus and young Felis silvestris catus, street names milk cows and kittens, respectively? Come, sit with us older sibling."

"Yeah Leni! Come sit with me, I've got roasted cow feet, they're really good," Lana said, munching on the meaty snack.

"Yuck! She doesn't wanna sit with someone eating something so groddy. Come on Leni, us respectable ladies should share a pretzel, no salt," Lola retorted, Lana and Lola each grabbing an arm on Leni and pulling from either side.

"Leni should choose who she sits with kids, and she's probably all...oh? Leni? Why so spooked?" Lynn Sr asked with curiousity, Leni still sweating bullets, before the loud rumbling of moos and bellows, grunts from the corner could be heard.

"They're coming," Leni mumbled with a scared face, before pulling in the struggling Lola and Lana in her arms, followed by Lisa and Lily, all curled in her tight grasp, before she tugged on Rita and Lynn Sr.

"Good lord Leni! What's gotten into you?" Rita asked in surprised amazement.

"Yeah sweetie, ahahaha, I never saw you this excited to get back out there and have fun in Dairyland. Hey, you wanna ride one of the more gentle roller coasters with me?" Lynn Sr asked, giving the perturbed and scared Leni a tug, before Leni forcibly turned her parent's heads to the direction the noise was coming from.

"What the heck is that?" Lola asked, now getting nervous and holding onto Leni tighter.

"Whoooaaa! Cool! Is that what I think it is?" Lana said with wide glossy eyes and a big grin, wrapping herself around Leni's neck.

"It appears to be," Lisa started, readjusting her fake glasses out of habitual instinct, "...a very large herd of frightened dairy-based Bos taurus stampeding right towards us...HOLY TOLEDO!" Lisa cried out.

Lily whimpered as she held onto Leni's lower neck tight.

"WE GOTTA GO! NOW!" Leni roared at Rita and Lynn Sr, both hopping up and running out of the eating area, just moments before the cows smashed right through the flimsy old tables and making all the other families eating their huddle up in the nearby trees.

Unfortunately where they were was a minor spot of construction leading to a narrow closed off spot over the depressed parade pathway. The cows mooed and cried out in scared bellows, heading right towards the running Louds.

Rita and Lynn Sr suddenly saw Leni's terrified face melt when she looked at the partly constructed wall, into a cool, methodical and calculating look, before she gave her parents her younger siblings to hold onto.

"LENI!?" Her parents cried out, before Leni backed up several steps, then running straight on and smashing into one of the wooden piers anchoring one of the wall pieces under construction. It knocked it right over, but unfortunately Other Leni did not observe that the section was jointed to another flat piece she and the Louds were all on, causing it to flip downwards with everyone onto the parade route down below. Rita and Lynn Sr curled the younglings all in their arms as they rolled down along the sides, before Other Leni dropped down and wedged herself between the rolling bodies and the hard pavement.

In the nick of time Other Leni caught them all, a parent in each arm, Lily flying off before Leni caught her by her trousers at the last moment.

"HOLY CRUD! THAT WAS AWESOME LENI!" Lana schreeched out in adrenaline, punching the air like Lynn would.

"Speak for yourself! OMG! My hair!" Lana grumbled.

"Is everyone alright?" Rita whimpered out with concern, rubbing the back of her head and her butt; Lynn Sr landed face first right into her derriere still holding Lisa, who was just struggling out of the terrified patriarch's hands, shaking and quietly screaming in girlish terror.

"Goodness father, retain your composure," Lisa mumbled as she stretched her arms and legs out.

"Leni! You saved us!" Rita said happily, running over to Leni to give her a big hug, unbeknownst to her it was someone else in control.

"It's no problem mom," Other Leni said coolly, the timbre of her tone striking an odd motherly instinct of alertness in Rita's heart. Lynn Sr fumbled up and noticed it too.

"Leni...are you okay sweetie? That was some bruising you must have took to just knock that huge wooden wall section down."

"I'm okay dad. I'm more concerned about-"

"Hey, where are we right now?" Lana asked, looking around and seeing nothing but a deep roadway well below the surrounding park's elevation, walls high up on either side. They began to see other park goes crawl out from the sides and poke down.

"HEY! YOU FOLKS ALRIGHT DOWN THERE? ANYONE HURT?" One of the park goers yelled out from above.

"YEAH! WE JUST NEED HELP OUT! Is anyone hurt? Lily? Lisa? Lola and Lana? Dear?"

"I'm okay Lynn."

"Yeah, we're okay daddy," Lily said, though rubbing her head from the minor possible whiplash of Leni catching her before she smashed into the pavement, before a big smile enveloped her little face, and she yelled out, " AGAIN! AGAIN!"

"No Lily, not again! That was not fun!" Lola cried out looking over her fingernails.

Above along the high ground the Louds could hear the park management getting control of the stampeding herd of milk cows.

"Hmmm...how did they even get out? Leni? You were there with Lucy, Lynn and Lincoln," Lynn Sr asked, everyone turning around to look at Leni. Leni just had a blank expression, staring at them with a plain look and said softly," dunno."

"Oh, this was totally something Lynn would pull," Lola grumbled loudly, slipping off her tiara and re-doing her hair. Lana looked at her with an annoyed look.

"That's what, the twentieth time ya fixed that tiara on your head while we've been here sparkle-butt?"

"Twenty-third, Miss "smells like a cow patty."

"HA! Shows what you know. Cow patties can cure foot fungus."

Everyone, even Other Leni, just looked down at Lana with a flabbergasted expression.

"...not that I would know anything about that," Lana squeaked with a fake innocent chalky tone. Lola just facepalmed.

"Why am I even surprised anymore," she grumbled.

"Ignoring the rather unconventional application and implications of Lana's knowledge of bovine stool samples to infected lower extremities," Lisa said, observing the surroundings with a mental fine comb, "it isn't too surprising that those dairy cows escaped their quarters. I happen to know the upper management team of this park likes to cut corners on costs, so it's not entirely beyond question that the locking mechanism on their lock either failed...or something a bit more...interesting...someone letting them out. Two of us in this group are capable of such," Lisa said, looking curiously and inquisitively straight at Lana and Leni, given each other records for releasing animals, Lana with her frog herd from years earlier, Leni with lobsters from the supermarket.

"Yup, that's you two to a tee," Lola smirked while sitting on her butt and checking to make sure she didn't break any of her toenails.

"What! HEY! I've been with you guys the whole time!" Lana growled out defensively, Hops jumping out of her hat and giving Lisa and Lola a raspberry.

"Indeed, so that leaves us with..." Lisa trailed off, still staring at Leni.

Leni just walked over with a powerful stride towards Lisa, looking her square in the face, before giving a rather unsettling, creepy smile towards her.

"Well Lisa, without any evidence, we can't just start blaming willy nilly," Lynn Sr said, padding Leni on her shoulder.

"Yeah Lisa, Leni wouldn't do something siwwy like that," Lily giggled as she jumped up and hugged Leni tightly.

Leni couldn't help but feel like her heart was shot with a warm dart; Lily was so sweet, and even she didn't seem put off by her rather markedly different aura.

"...sorry family, just attempting to bring about all possible variables. Heck, for all we know, it could have been Lucy, Lynn, Lincoln, or some other situation entirely independent of us. It just wouldn't be out of the question based on our precedent that this has "Loud" written all over it," Lisa said with a corrective smile.

"Fair enough. You kids are a handful," Rita said, before something curious happened.

A small cheese roll the size of Lily's fist rolled extremely fast past Rita's foot.

"Huh, anyone else see that?" Rita asked, point to the curl in the road.

"See what? Oh! Look, a cheese roll!" Lynn Sr said happily, trying to dive for it, missing and landing on the wooden wall damage.

"I'm okay!" Lynn Sr howled.

"Whoa, look! There's more cheese coming," Lana squealed merrily as over a dozen slightly larger cheese rolls as big as Lana and Lola's hands rolled at an extreme speed.

"Wow! Honey, is there something going on with all these cheese rolls?" Rita asked Lynn Sr as he managed to grab one of the rolls, hurting his hand in the process.

"I don't recall anything happening down Parade route today. This place isn't suppose to open up till later in the month."

"Huh...that's...rather curious," Lisa mumbled, before a random cheese roll rolled up to Lisa, about as big as Lily, before falling on its side with a heavy thud.

"Wensleydale! I love Wensleydale!" Lynn Sr said with giddiness and a horrible British accent.

"Hey...mommy? Daddy?" Lily asked with some concern.

"Yeah sweetums?"

"...what's happening to the big Dumbo tent over there?" Lily asked as she motioned for Leni to pick her up and point behind them.

In the far corner of the park, they all saw and heard the low sounds of the big Dairyland tent collapsing, partly into itself, then splitting downwards at an angle.

"Whoa! Are they demolishing the tent?" Lola asked.

"Booooo! That was so cool! And even if they were, we should have seen it being brought down at a better angle," Lana added.

"...that just raises more questions. Well, perhaps we can settle these issues when we get ourselves out of this HOLY TOLEDO!" Lisa cried out, jumping in Lola's arms as a cheese wheel as big as Leni nearly ran her over, Lynn Sr running over in the nick of time to pull both from getting run right over a second one going downhill fast.

"Leni, mommy, daddy...what's going on?" Lola and Lana asked, unease in their voices.

Suddenly in the distance a loud shredding sound, like thick fibrous fabric, was being torn, blown right through, along with a sudden deluge of thrashing sounds, things making a low rumble towards their direction.

Other Leni's eyes dilated as she focused all her senses, sight, sound and smell, towards the loud commotion that seemed to be getting louder, the asphalt and walls beginning to quake and rumble all around them and under their collective feet.

"Okay! Everyone out!" Lynn Sr announced, ushering everyone towards the gaping opening high up the road embankment.

Suddenly over a dozen cheese wheels as big as SUV's rolled and smashed right at their path, pinning them back where they just came from.

"MOMMY! DADDY! WHAT'S GOING ON!?" Lola cried out, her and Lana jumping in her arms.

"Dear, this is not good! We need to get the kids...is...is that Lincoln and Lynn yelling?" Rita asked, everyone turning on a dime behind them, Other Leni in particular poking her head around.

Lynn and Lincoln, with mortified, bewildered and terrified faces, like they were trying to escape something, ran from around the corner, sweaty and bickering between one another like crazy.

"IF YOU DIDN'T CLIMB THE DAMN TOWER THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED!"

"GO BLOW YOURSELF DOOFUS! YOU SHOULD HAVE LET ME...MOM!? DAD!? LENI? LILY? LOLA AND LANA? LISA?" Lynn cried out in horror while Lincoln was trying to catch his breath in tortured gasps.

"Whoa! What the ding dong heck is going on you two!" Lynn Sr barked, before...they saw it.

"RUN GUYS! RUN!" Lincoln yelled out.

Right from the corner road track behind Lincoln and Lynn came from, a slurry-like barrage of hundreds upon hundreds of multi-sized cheese wheels, ranging from the tiny to the absolutely gigantic, over fourteen feet in height, were barreling and zooming down at full speed along the downward sloping gradient, colliding and bouncing off the side walls violently, rushing erratically straight at the Loud family.

"RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!" Lincoln and Lynn shouted, Other Leni instantly grabbing Lily, Lisa, Lola and Lana and her parents while Lynn and Lincoln began hightailing it as fast as they could with them.

"HOLY MOTHERLOAD OF TOLEDO'S!" Lisa shouted in astounded fright from the sight of this tsunami of cheese wheels coming right towards them.

Several people from above, about to come down the wall and try to help the Loud family up, fearfully and quickly pulled themselves back up a ladder they brought down. The last guy narrowly got up in time before a huge Comte cheese wheel crashed into the ladder, crushing and knocking it down.

And just like that, the Louds were running for their lives from the deluge of cheese wheels, some big, some gigantic, thousands of pounds in weight, all trying to avoid tripping on the thousands of smaller hard ones that seemed to roll along and bounce of the bigger rolls.

"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!?" Rita cried out, everyone looking square right at Lincoln and Lynn, save for Other Leni who was just focused on outrunning the slurry.

"IT'S NOT OUR FAULT!" Lynn shouted. Lincoln just kept his mouth shut as fear and anger swept the matriarch's expression.

"IT YOU TWO HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS I WILL GROUND YOU FOR THE-"

"LIKE HOLD ON TIGHT!" Other Leni cried out, before twirling with the family in the air, all screaming in fear at the top of their lungs, Lynn Sr sounding the most girly, as Other Leni managed to dodge an incoming ten foot thousand pound roll of Mimolette cheese from crushing them to death. It crashed into the wall, then bounced backwards, causing Lynn and Lincoln to separate and fall partly into the oncoming deluge of other cheese wheels.

Lynn almost tripped on one before jumping up, running on one of the denser harder rolls of Parmesan that was as big as a basketball.

"...dang that's cool," Lincoln thought suddenly as she was easily running backwards while moving forwards, Lynn giving Lincoln a smirking stink eye.

"SHOW OFF! WE'RE RUNNING FOR OUR LIVES!" Lincoln yelled out, before he too had a series of small hard cheese rolls sneak up under his feet, causing him to trip up and land on a big roll of cheese the size of a dining table surfing on hundreds of tiny but rolled up mobile rolls of cheese.

"Whoa! That's actually pretty cool! LENI!" Lynn yelled out, Other Leni turning around and getting the idea. With the family still in her arms she used a leg to knock one of the medium sized Pecorino Romano cheese rolls over, large enough for the family to get on as it slid on hundreds of smaller rolls, acting like a violent surf ride.

"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Lily and Lana yelled out as their eyes glistened from the ride, Lisa, Lola, Rita and especially Lynn Sr shrieking in terror from the experience.

Other Leni kept her calm and composure, making sure they were all safe before she could work on getting Lynn and Lincoln on board with her.

When the moment came and she knew the Louds on this cheese roll were safe, she hopped of and slammed over another large cheese roll, heading over to Lynn.

"LYNN! JUMP TO ME!"

"HELL NAH, I'M...OOOOHHHH SHIT!"

"LIKE WHAT!?" Other Leni roared back, before Lincoln suddenly fell off his cheese roll, now back to running with huge cheese rolls barreling on all sides of him.

Other Leni wasted no time. She catapulted herself off the sliding cheese roll and landed next to Lincoln, running next to him.

"LENI! BOY AM I GLAD TO SEE YOU!" Lincoln yelled happily, before he suddenly threw his body to the side to knock a roll of Berkswell cheese from striking Leni from behind. It was about as big as Lisa, but Leni blushed at him doing that for her.

"Thanks Lincy!" Other Leni cooed softly.

"No probleWHOA!"

"LINCY!"

A huge thirteen foot tall cheese roll was scrapping the back of Lincoln, inches from knocking him down and running him right over.

Lincoln suddenly saw Leni go ape shit and smash into the side of the trailing cheese roll that almost snuck up on him. She hit it so hard and so violently that it ricocheted and broke apart in several large pieces, causing other cheese rolls to start bouncing over the debris and move much more erratically. One bounced and was about to smash into the huge cheese roll Lynn was running on. Other Leni grabbed Lincoln and saw the cheese roll smack into Lynn's.

Other Leni caught her in time.

"HOLY CRUD! THANK'S LENI!" Lynn cried out, hugging her tight and Lincoln. Then she looked behind her.

Four colossal cheese rolls about sixteen feet in height were barreling right towards them.

"...LENI!" Lincoln and Lynn cried out.

Other Leni catapulted them with extreme precision at the cheese roll still sliding on its side with the rest of the Loud family. While all of them were freaking out holding on for dear life, Lily and Lana laughing in thrill-seeking stride, Lisa was fumbling with a belt around her waist.

"I'VE DONE IT! BY GEORGE I DID IT!"

"WHAT LISA!?" Lola cried out, before puking her guts out on the side.

"LENI! PROCEED TO HOP ABOARD!" Lisa called out.

Other Leni ran forwards, jumping onto the cheese roll with everyone else.

Lisa suddenly pressed a button on her belt, and out of knowhere a round fuzzy yellowish field enveloped them.

"Whoa! Lisa, what is this?" Lynn asked.

"Something I was tinkering up while waiting in line. Figured I should have some personal protection in case one of the rides I was on should careen out of control and cause a major amusement park disaster. Luck does favor the prepared," Lisa explained calmly.

"So what's this force field do exactly Lisa? Keep us safe?" Lincoln asked, all the Louds still gripping the cheese they were riding hard but now a bit relieved that they seemed to have some protection.

"Exactly as you said dear brother. A simple inertia negating force field, though not so simple since inertia is a very tricking thing to try and overcome. I just fool with the physics in this bubble, and Eureka!"

"Warning: Battery power for force field at three percent," a soothing voice called out from Lisa's belt. Lisa's eyes went wide.

"Lisa, how long will three percent last?"

"...a few minutes...dang it..." Lisa mumbled, before groaning out, "I knew I should have powered it up more this morning. CURSE YOU SUDOKU!"

"Warning: Force field integrity shrinking. Expect variations in field strength."

"Lisa, what are those variations suppose to mean?" Other Leni asked, everyone suddenly looking at Other Leni, not expecting such a coherent inquiry from her. Other Leni just smiled sheepishly, before the roll they were on hit a bump, flying up high in the air with the screaming Louds. One of the monster cheese rolls behind them flew just barely over them, cutting through the force field, knocking both Lincoln and Lynn from the rest of the group. The huge cheese wheel seemed to cut off a chunk of the force field with Lynn and Lincoln still in it as they were now bouncing and barreling with the rest of the deluging cheese rolls and wheels.

"LINCOLN! LYNN!" Rita cried out, Lynn Sr trying to reach out for them.

A minor pocket of safety arose for Lincoln and Lynn in their bubble as they tumbled in, around and on each other harshly inside the failing cut off force field.

"OW! DANG IT! OW, OW, THIS IS NOT GOOD LYNN! WE GOTTA GET BACK TO-"

"LINCOLN! LOOK!" Lynn shouted in a struggled yell, pointing back momentarily. While the rest of the Louds were trying to reach Lynn and Lincoln, an monster sixteen foot tall Asiago cheese wheel was heading right towards them, and they couldn't even see it.

"HOLY SHIT! THEY'RE GONNA GET CRUSHED LYNN!"

Lincoln and Lynn, without even thinking, jumped out of their force field bubble, instantly popping it, and ran in the cheese deluge.

"MOTHER OF PEARL! KIDS!" Lynn Sr screamed.

"LYNN! LINCOLN!" Everyone shouted out in horror, Lily and Lana now more scared for their siblings than enjoying the thrill of the ride.

"LYNN! YOU THINKING WHAT I'M THINKING?" Lincoln yelled out to her.

"YOU KNOW IT!" Lynn yelled back.

Working as a team, Lynn and Lincoln ran next to a smaller cheese wheel rolling next to the giant one. Counting from one to three, they both ran their shoulders into the smaller one, trying to knock it at an angle, the downhill nature not working to their favor.

"AGAIN! READY BRO?"

"LET'S DO THIS! NOW!"

One more collective push, and it was beginning to roll at an angle. Lynn and Lincoln ran as fast as their tired sore legs could carry them, just enough to avoid what was about to happen.

The smaller cheese wheel moved just at enough of an angle and slightly faster to partly roll infront of the larger cheese wheel, before being clipped and knocked over, causing the bigger cheese wheel to flip out and land on its side, causing an even bigger chain reaction.

The tsunami of cheese wheels and rolls suddenly crashed into one another in a grand warped pile up.

"HOLY CRUD LINCOLN! WE DID IT!" Lynn yelled out punching the air, high-fiving Lincoln.

"HOLY MOTHER OF CURDLED DAIRY! THEY DID IT!" Lynn Sr blurted out ecstatically, everyone cheering, Other Leni giving a small content smile.

The noticed right above them outside the track were the two Dairyland Amoosement Park Milk towers.

"Wow, I could use a gigantic glass of milk," Lincoln joked as Lynn and Lincoln slowed down from running, catching their breath.

"Me too man, that was...wow," Lynn wheezed.

As Lynn and Lincoln gave minor little chuckles to one another about how crazy the situation got, from the corner of their eye they saw something from the pile up of cheese wheels ans rolls.

And out of nowhere, an unbelievable twenty foot tall roll of Parmesan cheese rolled into the pile up, bouncing upwards and rolling up onto the embankment, twirling and smashing into the metal beams of the milk towers, causing the entire structure to start crumbling downwards towards them.

"...why can't we catch a break?" Lincoln just openly said.

"MOTHERFUCK! LOOK OUT!" Lynn roared, the Loud family still in their force field.

The main storage unit top collapsed right between Lynn, Lincoln and the rest of the family, smashing open the top and causing a megatsunami of milk to come pouring out on all sides, washing Lynn, Lincoln, and the force field trapped Louds still on their cheese roll down the parade path at extreme speed.

"I'M NEVER DRINKING MILK OR COMING TO THIS PLACE AGAIN!" Lola screamed out.

Lynn and Lincoln gasped for air as they were swept back and forth, struggling to keep up in the torrent. Lynn found a stray large cheese wheel floating towards the surface. She swam to Lincoln in the rapid torrents and pulled him over with her, both climbing aboard the cheese wheel as the milk tsunami they all rid was coming around a hard turn.

Then, in unbelievable rotational motion, the force field the rest of the Louds were bobbling and screaming in was washed up by a high wave smash into the side wall, sending the Louds over the embankment back onto the higher surface.

"WHOOOOAAAA! We...how'd that happen?" Lynn Sr asked.

"Fluid Dynamics mostly," Lisa said, rubbing her head, "but where are Lynn and Lincoln?"

"LINCY! LYNN!" Lily cried out horribly. Everyone turned around and saw Lincoln and Lynn on the milk tsunami rushing towards the end of the parade route down below, disappearing into a ten foot entrance of a very large opening of a sewer system.

"MY BABIES!" Rita yelled out.

"LINCOLN! LYNN!" Other Leni roared, about to dive in, before several folks and her sisters held her back.

"NO LENI! They'll be fine!" Lisa yelled out, "that sewer system is a main septic artery for the entire region. They won't drown...presumably..."Lisa mumbled rather coyly.

"We gotta go get them though!" Lana yelled, before they all looked back down, and saw the remains of the cheese roll and wheel pile up from earlier pile up and block the sewage entrance.

"...well phooey!" Lily grumbled.

"Guys, are you alright," Lucy suddenly said out of nowhere in classic fashion, scaring the daylights out of everyone. She was accompanied by park staff, presumably in one of their carts.

"DON'T DO THAT! NOW OR EVER AGAIN!" Lola roared.

"...no promises," Lucy said with a tiny smile, "but are you alright? When I went to get the park staff for the cows I suddenly heard the commotion, then the tents, then all that cheese, then found out it was you guys...sigh...I'm sorry you had to go through that. I was not liking the prospect of planning all your funerals...sigh...I haven't even chosen a proper casket for Lily or Lana."

"...let's not and say we did," Rita said shrewdly, before looking at the staff and management, her motherly instincts ready to destroy them and make them go down there and find Lincoln and Lynn.

"YOU BETTER FIND MY CHILDREN! AND WHAT IS ALL THIS CRAP GOING ON RIGHT NOW!?" Rita roared at them.

"Miss, we're so, terribly sorry for the ordeal you and your family just had to go through. If there's anyt-"

"FIND MY TWO CHILDREN OR SO HELP ME I WILL RUIN THIS PARK!" Rita roared out, frightening everyone, even Other Leni, as they saw motherly rage like never before as she grabbed both staffers by their collars. Management suddenly ran up and tried to pry her off.

"HEY! DON'T YOU TOUCH MY SCARY SEXY ASS WIFE!" Lynn Sr growled out, "and I'll have you know you're going to be sued for letting all this happen to my famil...my cell?" Lynn Sr mumbled, opening it up.

"HOLY GUACAMOLE! IT'S LINCOLN'S!" Lynn Sr shouted in joy, answering it with glee.

"Son! Son! Are you okay? Where's Lynn?"

"Hey dad! We're fine! Milked out and in a dark gross sewer, but fine," Lynn said on the other line.

"Oh thank goodness! Lincoln? Are you okay?"

"I'm okay mom. Me and Lynn are just soaked head to toe in milk and...ughhhh...sewage stuff, yuck!"

"Honey! Stay where you are, we're coming for you, alright?" Rita said warmly with determination.

"Uhhh...mom? Dad? Everyone? That's probably not gonna be likely," Lincoln trailed off.

"Why guys?" Lana asked.

"...we went really...really far down here. That milk tsunami pushed us like...I'm seeing signs down here saying Royal Woods sewage...holy crud! Lynn! We're in Royal Woods!"

"Noooo wayyyy! They travelled that far in that short amount of time?" Lisa asked, as if perplexed by how they could have actually travelled that far in such a short amount of time.

"I'm like, guessing all that milk made them go like forty miles or more on some of those turns in the sewer system," Other Leni opinioned, everyone looking at her in shock again.

"Huuuh...I guess pea brains even have occasional bouts of actual contemplation...Lynn? Lincoln? Lisa talking, can you read?"

"We hear ya Lisa. Over."

"What numbers or signs do you see down there?"

"...uhhh...well, it's a bit grimy, but we see a big ole twenty-three C symbol. Why?"

"Ah...give me a moment...got it! Lincoln! Lynn, you're close to the Royal Woods High School, about a few miles from the exit sewage point. In a mile more travel down that main...hold up...actually, from where you are, take the second right. That'll be your easier way out. That left leads to a large opening towards one of the local tributaries."

"Lisa...that's not a bad idea. Just curious though, how's everyone doing?" Lynn asked, coughing up from the other line.

"...we're intact and in one piece, and every much relieved you're as well."

"Lynn? Lincoln? Just follow those directions. We'll meet you at the high school, alright? Actually, I'm gonna call the police and have them pick you up, once I contact the authorities and lawyers on this place," Rita said harshly as she looked at the staff.

"Waaaa, uhmm, wait mom! You probably shouldn't be so rash in doing that!" Lincoln said with some reserve.

"Honey! We almost got injured, even killed! I'm not gonna let this stand. Now you and Lynn go to that high school and-"

"WAIT! MOM! DAD!...are...ya can't make a deal with them?" Lynn asked a bit too nervously.

"Kiddos, if anyone should be mad about this the most, it's you two!" Lynn Sr asserted.

"Well...technically Lincoln and Lynn have some merit to their claim, even though I'm a bit skeptical as to their intentions. Suing this park would be a financially fruitless endeavor given the park's current economic state," Lisa opinioned, before turning to the staff, "however, on principle, we should not overlook the hijinks of what just happened today. I think a lawsuit over the code failures that are quite numerous could...ehehehe...yield some rather interesting material for a prosecution team to munch on," Lisa said with a smirk, looking straight at what seemed to be the park manager.

"...free passes to Dairyland, all rides and food eat-outs included...for life," the manager huffed out.

"...free? Did he just say free?" Lana asked, her eyes glowing like an angels. Lily followed suit, even Lucy and Lola getting extremely impressed by that prospect.

"...parental units? Would this be good compensation for our ordeal today?" Lisa asked.

"...for my entire family, for life, free of charge?" Rita asked skeptically, "and free on all rides and food events?"

"...huuuuuh...yes, everything...for life. We'll make you RSVP passes for you and your immediate family that just endeared the events that you've gone through."

"Plus the ones that went into the sewer?" Lynn Sr growled at the management, raising his fists at them.

"Them too...god I'm gonna get fired for this, but yes...life passes."

"LINCY! DID YOU HEAR THAT?" Lily screeched at the top of her lungs into the cellphone.

"WE HEARD! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Lynn and Lincoln screeched on the other end of the line.

"But I'm kinda done with Dairyland for awhile if that's cool," Lincoln said.

"Me too. I don't wanna look at a glass of milk for a long time," Lynn joked, everyone laughing a bit from hearing her laugh.

"So what do you wanna do Lynn? We need to go get them," Rita said.

"And we need to get their side of the story too," the park management said.

"NO NO, no, we got it mom! Dad! We can get home!" Lynn blurted out, surprising the parents and surrounding Louds.

"After all, we can clean up at the high school. We don't want to spoil your free day at Dairyland. We'll be safe, promise," Lincoln added.

"In fact, I see the opening to the outside now," Lynn added.

"...I don't like this idea kids," Rita said, "and god knows what kind of germs you just came into contact with. You both are going to the doctors once we-"

"Mom! Calm down, we'll be okay, alright? It's just water down here anyways, nothing bad," Lynn said.

"She is right surprisingly, that main sewage line is for grey water, not actual human detritus and fecal matter," Lisa elaborated on, "which is rather surprising, if not extremely inefficient of the city to design it like that."

"The high school has kickbutt showers, and I got my keys to get in. Linc and I can just wash this cheese, milk and sewer water gunk off us. Cool?"

"...I still don't like it, but if you think you kids can manage, then-"

And suddenly the cellphone cut out.

"Lincy?" Lily asked delicately.

"Uh oh...what happened to the call?" Lola asked.

"I think Lincoln may have dropped his cellphone accidently into the sewers...sigh...and Lori paid good money on that too," Lucy said.

"Dear, you think it wise to let them go home on their own like this? After what we just went through?"

Lynn Sr pulled Rita close to whisper, "listen, I'm starting to think those two had something to do with that episode. It's best for us to try and sweep this under the rug so they don't get into trouble. We owe Lincoln on that at the least for all the hard stuff he's gone through...Lynn not so much, but she gets a free pass on this one."

"I...I suppose honey," Rita sighed, looking at her cellphone.

A text suddenly popped up, a quick message from Lynn's cellphone with a dark picture of Lincoln and Lynn, still alive and safe, riding on the cheese wheel in the dark confines of the sewer.

"Hmmm...seems they are in better spirits than I would have suspected. It's as though they're putting on a show," Lisa wondered curiously. "Then again...free rides and products here for life...not a bad bargain considering the lacking economic stability of this place. Well, as Luan would put it, better to milk this proverbial cash cow for all she's worth, ehehehe."

"So, if Lincoln and Lynn are gonna be safe and heading home, can we go back to doing fun stuff?" Lana asked, Lily looking up with puppy dog eyes as well. Other Leni wanted to check on them, but suddenly out of the blue phased back to Leni.

"Uhhhhuhhh...whoa...like, what happened?"

"You siwwy Leni," Lily giggled, hugging on Leni's leg.

"Wow...I must have been Other Leni for a while," Leni thought, feeling a bit winded, rubbing her shoulders and sides. They were a tinge sore.

"So family, we know you just went through a very scary experience," Lynn Sr said, before Lily jumped up in the air and cried out, "I WANNA DO IT AGAIN!"

"NO LILY! NOT AGAIN!" Lola roared back, brushing her hair and getting it back to its normal state.

"Speak for yourself sparkles, that was the best ride I've ever been on!"

"Kids! No fighting!" Rita grumbled, "now look. Lincoln and Lynn say they want us to have fun without them. Do you all want to still stay and make the best of this place? Or do you want to go pick them up and go home?"

"...that's a rather precipitous proposition mother. If our two other family members claim they can take care of themselves, I see no reason to upend our high potential for fun and merriment here, especially with no budgetary constraints," Lisa articulated.

"...you just want another one of those giant chocolate milk jugs," Lola replied with a frown, Lisa giving back a sadistically creep grin and nodding.

"So...continue onwards at Dairyland everyone?" Lynn Sr asked.

"And no one is leaving my side! You are all going to be in eyesight the entire time! No exception!" Rita sternly said.

"...fair enough," Lucy said, looking over at Leni.

And like that, the family reassembled themselves and hopped onto the carts the staff brought, now being escorted and taken to wherever the family would like to go, free for the entire day now, for life.

Though they couldn't shake the feeling of something curious; why would Lincoln and Lynn willingly want them to stay and have fun at Dairyland and not worry about them?

The reasons were cloaked, and of course only the two Louds navigating the sewers were the bearer of those reasons.

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Salutations all,

My apologizes for the late chapter. Life has been hectic.

Alas, I have some disappointing news. I will be putting this fic on hiatus until further notice. I am losing steam for writing this, and it takes way too much of my personal time with no material returns beyond your wonderful responses I look forward too. Unfortunately I make squat in writing this, and it's a labor of love, but that labor is becoming too much time with no economical returns. I may be posting a new chapter every few months, so hopefully that will be the new trend as opposed to me cutting cold turkey. In the mean time, there are many many wonderful fics on here I would recommend in LH, the ones I have in my favs, and many many others in other toons besides Loud House. I'm taking an indefinite break. I'm sorry for leaving you on a cliff hanger again. It sucks having all the story events logged in one's mind but not having the energy or wherewithal to write it down. That being said, I'm shifting gears and working on my own personal novel for the time being. It's a stretch, but any potential for making some money off my skills, I need to exploit. I'm nowhere near rich, more in the bottom 10% on the economic level, LOL, so this is a monetary decision.

I wish you all well, and hope for the best.

-TotCall720