April 19th, 2038

Luan was exploring the internet at the time, specifically YouTube. Her channel remained, untouched for an eternity. The second hiatus had brought her some depression. No way she could continue it now, with her new assistants having been dead for years now. Liby. The new persona of Luan, gone.

They had only gone to upload five new videos in the resurrection of Luan Out Loud, and no more than that. Luan was watching them all.

The first one was when Liby and Linka got together and pranked her for the new video that revived her channel. They got her good, and Luan was truly happy to receive the gift of it. That, and Funny Business, Inc, both of her personal hobbies she hoped to revive altogether. But it wasn't to be.

The second video was of Liby pranking Lupa, by blowing an airhorn over the sleeping clone one bright morning. Lacy, the camera girl at the time, was not doing a very good job as she was constantly snickering high enough that the camera waa shaking, getting a not-so-good angle when they shot it. Luan was fine with it, as the prank was still watchable and funny enough to not delete.

Liby and Lacy were truly full of life back then. Luan paused the video before it ended, and stared at the laughing smile that actually belonged to her. No, it was hers, only borrowed by someone else of her own blood. A daughter. Luna's unofficla daughter.

And funny enough, that was what the commentors were thinking about Liby; they, too, were believing Liby was the original YouTuber's kid. They accepted her, and liked that Liby was to carry the mantle of Luan's work.

Yes... Luan closed the tab of the computer. The next successor... And Luan wasn't even married.

She pulled herself back and was ready to shut off the computer.

Linka and Lucky had come in, bursting through the door. Lucky, in nothing but black shorts and a red tank top, was quiet and hissy. Linka was pointing up the stairs. "Get the fuck out of my sight in the meantime."

Luan looked their way with an eyebrow raised. Were they arguing like Linka would with Luna? Had to be. "Welcome back, you two."

Linka crashed on the couch, shutting her eyes. "No, thank you. What's Luan doing?"

"Just... Just looking back at my channel," she said with a degree of hurt.

Of course, Linka detected it on the spot. It was also that venturing down there was painful, so why did Luan go back? "You miss those days, don't you?"

"It's not just that," Luan added. "There's that, and then... You and Liby convinced me to continue where I left off, if you remember that."

Linka opened her eyes and raised herself up. Luan had just made it depressing for her to catch a nap. "Yeah, I remember..." She wanted to go and leave Luan to wallow in her own sadness, but she was being prevented by something that kept her from doing so. So Linka got up again and went to Luan. She planted her soft hands on the old comedienne's shoulders and began massaging her. It was way out of character, but Linka didn't do it to mess with her. Maybe Luan needed something.

"I'm... Uh, I'm sorry," was all she said to accompany her actions. "I liked having her around."

"I'm pretty sure we all did," Luan corrected. "Liby was a good girl."

And that she was. She and Lacy alike. What made those two different from Linka and Lupa at this time? Was it that they still saw things more brighter when they were alive? Yeah, maybe that was the main factor of how those two had kept their positivity high, more than Lupa's own back then. Liby. Liby was the girl with the most innocence of the clone faction, and Lupa had sought to keep her that way. And it was kept as such, and God only knew what was going through the misfortunate little girl's mind when Lincoln ended her life.

"Yes, yes she was," Linka agreed with a quiet tone. "I'm glad you guys got to spend time together. Lynn didn't do all that much with Lacy, and neither did Lucy with Lupa. Well, not as much as you two were."

Luan just stared at the computer screen. "I'd never have imagined seeing myself through my own eyes like that again." Her breaths were shaky now, and the voice trembled a bit. Crying, maybe. "I didn't want her to to anytime soon..."

Linka kept her stance, staring down at the glum Luan.

"Or... The others. Lacy... Lincoln..."

Linka removed her hands and stood back straight up. "Yeah..."

Lincoln waa still dead. Right.

Luan caught on and turned around. "Oh, I'm s-sorry... I know you miss him..."

Linka looked away for a moment, trying to masquerade the pain and bottle it up again.

Luan then turned back to the computer. "He once made an album of memories when we were kids," Luan began to explain. "He once accidentally deleted a folder of-"

"I know how that went down," Linka croaked.

"Huh?" Luan paused. "Oh, right. I guess you do... Say, no one but him knew the access to the Cloud. I'm guessing you and Lupa do, too. C-could you...-?"

It had been well over twenty years since last seeing the album. Yes, the Lincoln Loud Library, a compilation of photos he and his many sisters had spent some time in recreating for the one he lost. And it was fun, it was meaningful, and it was... Them. The perfect family helping the innocent boy replace the deleted photos for better ones, deeper ones. Ones that he would always come to treasure in his heart for as long as he'd live, and so would they.

That was a result of keeping the dogital photo album around, and only now was it delivering a similar purpose.

Linka had already logged into the Cloud, and opened up to where she remembered the album would be. "Here you go," she said, moving away from the computer.

Luan's green eyes began to scroll left to right, row upon row, at all the photos in stock. She remembered that they took a long time to recreate Lincions lost memories, and it was odd for her to see the redo's rather than the original ones. Yeah, the ones that time made her forget about. "Oh..." She sadly uttered with her head falling forward.

Linka was back on the couch, and rather than trying to get some shut-eye, she found herself just staring idly at the White ceiling. Funny... All that time that passed, and it was just now that the damn album had resurfaced. Why now? Why here?

They forgot. It had to be as simple as that. They all forgot, with the exception of Lily, who had no idea about it back when it was first made. Maybe some things were meant to be forgotten. Question was, was this long-forgotten album part of that applicable equation too?

"Geez, you're not gonna let me sleep with all your gloomy whining," Linka bitched.

"S-sorry..." Luan had enough of seeing the pictures, and closed the tab altogether. She then switched off the computer and moved out of the chair.

It was in the past, all in the past. A painful sight for Luan's eyes, so why was she-

Clicked. Linka deduced Luan needed to look at them for the sake of feeling something. The funny games had been over for so long, that it left something that Linka had to be in Luan's mind just to understand what pain she's been in. And the same went for the others. She knew them on the surface, but dwelling into the deeper personas of each of them, well, she was no psychiatrist to break down each of them.

But that didn't mean she wasn't knowledgeable about certain things there.

"Hey..." She gave up a nap for this shit. "You wanna go... Uh, get some ice cream or something?"

Luan stammered, surprised Linka would invite her to some family time. Usually it would be with Lucky, and no one else. "Oh, uhhh... Yeah, sure," Luan agreed.

Linka had swiped roughly tweny bucks from Luna. She was set to to, and sat up, waiting for Luan. "Ill wait for you outside."

Luan went upstairs to get dressed. With some wide mom jeans that made her butt look well thick, and a plain yellow tee, she was all set to go. Phone and keys were all at the ready, and Luan was hopping back down, carefully making as little noise as she could. Maybe she'd get back ice cream for the others. "Hey, I'm ready," she told Linka once coming out.

And just before the two young women had left out of range, Linka had heard last-minute screams from Luna. She found the missing money and pin-pointed the culprit, but a little too late. Linka seized Luan's arms and booked it. "Let's go!"

"Ow, okay!" Luan wasn't given much of a choice, running right besides Linka. And they kept running. Running away from home.

AN: It was only at halfway when I remembered I mentioned the Library very briefly in the first series, but to find what was written is a challenge out of my time. Yes, this is the same one that was from that one episode, of the title that I forgot. I think I've missed some episodes now that I think about it. I guess I oughtta search them eventually.

Also, I figured out where I'm going, and what I plan, so be ready for a hell lot more.