July 20th, 2039
Lupa was the first to wake up, and in a very horrible manner too. "Ack!"
Her legs ached less, but still needed healing. They were now dark red stains of a nasty pair of legs with shredded pants barely covering them. She wiped the crust off her eyes and looked upwards. A clear light was patching through to their location. "Lucky!"
She forgot she was still sleeping with the boy. "Whoa!"
"Uh?" Lucky rolled back. "J-just five more minutes, Luna..."
"Luna?" Lupa sat upright, grabbed his grazed arm delicately, and then dropped it.
"OW, MY FU-" He shot up, screaming in dire agony, caressing his arm with close protection from Lupa now. "WHY?"
"We can't afford to be sleeping in, kid. We're in the endgame, remember?" She raised an eyebrow to appeal to his priorities. She didn't need to explain to him again about what is and what needed to be stopped. He understood, but she just needed the two of them to get going in their own moves in Nnyl's game.
Lucky scratched the back of his head. Shit was fuzzy for him the night before, and very nerve-wrecking and stressful at the same time. He almost died! Lucky kid. "Oh, right. Can you stand?"
She attempted it as if she were a baby, taking her sweet time with her legs that were not giving her complete balance. They wobbled awkwardly and made her fall back down again. She broke her own fall and went back up. "Fuck!"
Lucky wasn't physically affected by anything other than a stinging arm. "Do you need help?"
"N-no... I got this," she insisted, giving off a long sigh. "Guess I have to resort to this."
"I know you said we shouldn't rely on your powers that often, but I think this counts as an emergency, wouldn't you agree?" Despite her stubbornness, the redhead went over to help her. "Come on."
"Tsk," Lupa was hesitant to receive his aid, but she gave in to it and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. It was only then that she really knew how tall he was. "Fucking sigh..."
"I'd need to go back home to call the others and request a pick-up," he told her.
"Huh? But didn't they take all their phones? I don't-"
"No, yeah, but they've got a house phone, too. As in, one that's shaped like a macaroni piece, and-"
Lupa knew which type. "Ah, yeah. Classic Loud style, no doubt. You know how to use one?" After asking, she found herself to be laughing. "Or is it too retro for your taste?"
"Ha, very funny. I know how to operate one. Now..." Lucky raised his good arm high. "Take me away, Supergirl!"
"Ew, I'd never look good in blue and red! And not even a cape!" Lupa stuck her tongue out to her side, making a disgusted face. "None of those comics have ever been read, actually. Lincoln was more of a Batman fan, actually."
"Batman..." He rolled his eyes. "Of course."
Lupa lifted them off the ground with one arm. "Don't fucking move too much."
Lucky shook as if he were being tickled in a weak spot. "J-Jesus, it's still scary," he thought. "I'd rather ride a rollercoaster."
"Have you even been in a rollercoaster before?" Lupa asked as they were halfway up the caved-in hole. Linka's remains were visible, and Lupa scatter at the sight. She quickly looked away, no longer wanting to see it again. And it would be the last time she'd see Linka again. Sadly.
After they reached ground level, Lucky took Lupa into his arms and broke into a jog. "We really don't want to blow this, do we?"
Lupa was blushing uncontrollably as she let herself be carried by him. Actually, it was also the first time, too. "G-good Lord..." She let slip as she looked up at his face.
"What was that?"
"Oh, I mean, yes! Yes of course!" She bit her lip in her own silliness. Nothing like a guy carrying you to make you feel more girly and delicate, am I right, Lupa?
"Oh, by the way, when this is all over..." He sounded serious, and Lupa brought herself back into focus. "You owe me another pair of pants."
Lupa opened her mouth and hissed. "NOOO! THIS IS NNYL'S DOING! PUT IT ON HER TAB!"
"But she didn't take it to begin with," he smiled with a laugh.
"WELL, YOU-" Lupa rolled her eyes up. "You borrow some tacky clothes, and you'll never hear the end of it. Oh yeah, you really are Lori's kid."
"Tacky? I'll have you know I have taste!" He had just jogged two blocks.
"I don't think we have the same tastes at all. Just..." Lupa went redder after setting her arms around his neck. "I'm gonna close my eyes and not at all remember where I am... Tell me when you get there."
Later
"We're here," the teen announced, arriving at the sunny, beautiful house he knew all too well.
"B-but wait, my last line is just above yours! I didn't even have time to shut my eyes!" Lupa unlocked herself from him and dropped to her feet. Big mistake. "Ow, ow, fuck me in the puhhh- Ahh, G-God..."
"Whoa, take it easy, Lupa!" Lucky cautioned.
Lupa had bent her knees, wiggling around her legs. "My goddamn legs..."
"Do you need some-"
"No!" Lupa limped up the pathway and made slow steps on the porch. She punched the air in front of her, breaking in the white door right in. She tripped after that, loaing composure after the harmless punch. No breaking the fall this time. "Shit!"
Lucky stretched out over to her, but Lupa held a hand directly behind, telling him to back down. "I'm not gonna rely on help for everything. When I'm in the battlefield..." She pushed herself back up. "I am not going to count on you to be my crutches. That's what it means..."
Perfect head shot, never get up.
She centered her feet in a perfect stance.
Bleed out from a missing arm gets you out.
She grit her teeth, hands tightening into fists. If there was any way to push herself, at any given time, it would be right fucking now. Lupa was not weak, and the death of Linka should not have been goving her second thoughts. That was the point of Lucky's whole speech down the hole. He was right, despite being a teenager. Lori. He truly was Lori's kid. She'd have to thank him again eventually... If she ended up walking away with her life.
"I am..." Lupa broke into a run, and with the aching pain of her scraped legs, she made it. Made it to the back porch and stopped right in the middle, smiling greatly with high confidence and a stance that shouted to the world that she was- "Strong!"
Lucky stared in amazement, hoping that Lupa wouldn't fall again, especially after she chose to ignore the remainder of the healing process. He smiled when it was realized that she defeated the obstacle that was the painful struggle to merely walk. "There it is..."
"Phew..." Lupa had a handle on her nice legs. "So, where's the phone?"
Lucky pointed up. "Luna's room," he answered.
"Before you go..." Lupa had a strange occurence in her mind. "I, um..." She twiddle her pinkies together, blushing all over again. "Had you ever, uh..."
Lucky had just taken a first step up the staircase. A hand at the railing, and standing frozen to see what Lupa was going on about, he asked, "Hmm? Ever what?"
"Look... I don't want to die there, but if it goes south..." She exhaled with a down face. "I want some d-dick from someone before I get going..." Her cheeks were fully visible to him, and in turn, he returned the notion, and with an open mouth to.
Realistically, the chances of dying was half-and-half, maybe less. Lupa accepted it but would give ir her all. But it didn't mean a success in her part. A final parting gift should her destiny be death at the hands of Nnyl or the Agency.
"You're saying y-you want me to-?" Lucky wasn't completely sure if she meant that she wanted him to be the one, seeing as how they were blood related.
Lupa did mean it, and raised finger, seductively, but without a smile, motioning him to come forward. He would be the last person she'd be riding hard, but under the circumstances, and the fast-closing windows, choices were limited, and there was no time to really seek someone else out. At least she knew him, and not some random stranger instead.
Lucky was feeling more weirded out than uncomfortable at Lupa's sudden advances. He would have probably denied her if not for the embarrassing bulge in his pants, suggesting that he probably did want it, or at the very least, winded up thinking about it.
Then, Lupa did end up taking a notice at the boner trying to pop out of his pants, and formed a cocky smile (LOL) back at him.
Lucky looked back outside. The door was busted in, meaning people might wander in out of curiosity. That or just look inside while passing by. Looking inside and see them go at it if, or when, they would. "M-maybe in my room?" He suggested with a stutter.
It wasn't even long until Lupa had her way with the boy, pushing him right onto his bed. "You know what? I think I change my mind-" He tried to get up, having a change of heart, but was pushed right back down.
"Shut up and give me your dick," Lupa forcibly begged. She had stripped off his pants and tossed them away. "What have we got here?"
Lucky had boxers of a plain white color. The buldge was still visible, and Lupa winked down at it. "O-oh, my God..."
Lupa tugged the boxers off, and then went for her own shredded ones.
Both naked from the hips down, Lupa climbed over him and aligned her womanhood with his developing manhood. She made the deal happen, and was now beginning to ride him. She pressed her hands over his chest, thrusting herself back and forth while feeling the teenage meat wiggle around with such satisfactory results inside of her.
Lucky was enjoying his first ever experience himself, mainly because he couldn't deter the good from bad, but hey, he wasn't doing anything much but laying down and getting the Lu-pussy. He closed his eyes and started moaning. And that gave Lupa the feeling that she was still just as good as back then.
Lucky led his hands right on Lupa's hips. "F-faster," he dared to say.
Lupa, who had lifted her head back in pleasure, retracted a hand and slapped the source of good dick. "Don't ruin the moment."
Lucky lifted his hands off of her, but Lupa kept them locked back on her waist. "You're sending mixed signals..."
"Quiet and..." She exhaled. "Let me..." And again. "Finish."
Lucky focused his eyes on her chest. And went for it.
Lupa allowed the teenager to fondle with her breasts, and decided to give him the full experience by removing her shirt. "Get some, big boy..."
And Lucky was damn close to tugging away at her bra, if not for the sudden rumble that shook the house, followed by a crash in the backyard. "What was that?!"
Lupa got off and stumbled away from the room, quickly putting back on her shirt. "Contact!"
"Hold on!" Lucky jumped out of bed and put on his boxers and pants.
The backyard had an uninvited guest in the form of a cylinder-shaped eight-foot metallic object that created a dirt mess around it. Lupa had adjusted one of Lily's blue skirts onto herself and brandished a kitchen knife at neck level in front of her. "What kind of Twilight Zone shit is this?"
Lucky was looking out through Luna's window, eyeing the object. "Hey, be careful! That... That could be a spaceship for all we know!"
Didn't look like a meteor, so it definitely wasn't those shiny chrome-head things. But it was something out of a sci-fi movie alright. Lupa made a few steps closer, until the cylinder object whirred and hissed, letting off some steam at the bottom of it. The white smoke then concealed the large thing within it. Maybe it was a spaceship.
"Jesus-" Lupa yelped, pulling even more back when it began to open up. A dark entryway made for a human got Lupa believing that it wasn't a spaceship at all. From inside, she did see and hear sometging moving. "Hey, you in there!"
"Lupa!" Lucky was worried a Xenomorph would attack and kill Lupa.
"I was just getting lucky!" She told whatever passengers were inside, and drew the knife closer to the ship.
"Really?" Lucky asked from above. "That was a lame use of my name."
A hand emerged from the doorway of the ship. "Oh? Did I interrupt actual sexual intercourse? So terribly sorry, miss... Uhh..." Out came a man in a special black and purple jumpsuit, an odd spectacle for Lupa. So maybe it wasn't an alien. Bummer for her to not kill something that cockblocked her.
The man, a young one with some facial hair, and was definitely older than Lucky, but looked to be less than thirty. Short brown hair, and a medium muscular build made Lupa consider blowing him instead. She wanted to ask his size, but there were more pressing matters at hand. Like, who he was, and what he was doing here.
Lupa took back the knife from the air, holding it firmly right at him. "I'll be asking the questions around here, lumberjack."
"Say, I've noticed you have white hair on you. Does that mean you're related to Lincoln Loud?"
"Eh? You knew Lincoln Loud?" Weird... He had never met this fellow before, otherwise she'd be remembering his face.
"Oh yeah, dude! I've met the whole family, and..." The facial haired man noticed his surroundings. "This isn't the house... Where- Where am I?"
Lupa had suspicions of the guy, and hadn't lowered her knife. "What's that behind you?"
The man turned back around to the machine. "What, this? It's an ODT."
Lupa's head went in three directions, trying to figure out the acronym. She scratched and shook her head. "Uh, I'll bite. What is an ODT?"
"It's an... Omni-Dimensional...-" The man was surely distracted by the surroundings. "Uh... Is this Royal Woods?"
"We're not even in Michigan, pal. Who are you, and where did you come from?" Lupa waved the knife more clearly at him, directly threatening him.
"Ah! Where are my manners?" The strange man placed a hand over his chest. "I'm Chris. Short for Christian."
"B-but it's short for...-" Lupa let her shoulders drop, and began to retract the knife. "Never mind, go on."
Lucky had come down with a broom in his hands. "What's the word, Lupa?"
"Christian here's come from Far Away Land, looking for the Loud family." Lupa faced him. "Hate to tell you, but you're off by twenty three years."
Christian was puzzled. "Twenty three years? Wait, that can't be right! Last I checked it was 2028. I'm sorry, what- Uh... What year is this?"
Lupa just gave Lucky the "What the fuck?" look. She got back a raised eyebrow from the kid in return. "It's the thirty-nine. If you're here to find the Louds, you've come in the wrong time."
Just when things couldn't get anymore bad, a blue portal had opened up right beside Lupa and Lucky, and out came Lynn and the rest of the Loud gang. Only Lynn was the one in crutches at the moment, while the others seemed to be fine.
"Lupa! It's you! Who do you think you are-" Lynn started shouting.
"Hey, who's this guy?" Lana noticed the buff man in the weird suit. "And... Hey, what is that?"
Everyone just looked to each other, giving off surprised and confused expressions. Lupa just scoffed at what retardation was transpiring here. "Here, these are the Louds, Chris. Talk to them."
Lupa took Lucky's hand and tried to flee from the scene with him.
"Hey, hey, you get back here!" Lynn tried to follow the clone. "Where is Linka? Lupa, where is Linka?!"
Lupa had reached the sliding screen by then, but stopped at the mention of the dead girl's name. She winced angrily at the name, and let go of Lucky. She stood frozen, letting Lynn catch up to her.
The injured speedster clamped with her crutches on the porch with a thud and an angry expression on her face. "You're both coming back to the Agency!"
"Aunt Lynn-" Lucky had the good mind to warn her about what was planned for the lot of them, but Lupa silnced him with a hand laid on his shoulder. "Huh?"
"Lynn..." Lupa whispered in a calm state. She drew herself and moved up to Lynn, and took a deep inhale. And the clone swiped the crutches from her, making the injured woman fall face forward. Lucky broke her fall, crying in shock.
"Lupa!" Lynn yelled. "You'll pay!"
The angry clone went back inside without giving Lynn a piece of her mind this time. Words... We're over.
"Lucky! Y-you know, right? Is Linka here? Those two have a lot to answer for-"
"She's dead," he blatantly shot out loud enough for the others to hear.
"What? L-Linka-" Lynn wasn't letting it sink in that quickly. Linka was an unkillable force of nature of epic proportions. It couldn't be. Lynn looked to the porch underneath her. "W-when?"
Lucky gasped at something, and then looked at the others. "So, you guys caught wind of Linka busting out, huh?"
"We did, so we've come here on a hunch, and sure enough...-" Lynn shook her head. "I... I wasn't expecting her to...-"
Lily closed her eyes, dismayed at the news. "Not Linka..."
Luan and Lana both lightly pressed a hand each on Lily's shoulders, remaining quiet with the latest update of death.
"H-how did...-?" Lynn had an educated guess already, but there was no way it could have been. Not the clone. No way. No-
"It was Nnyl..." Lucky didn't need to share that he led her to Linka and Lupa. Did it even matter to? It was bigger than that, and understanding the enormity, he kept shut. "She killed Linka."
It was almost like Lynn skipped over what Nnyl had done to Luna. Hearing the clone do something so unbelievably horrifying for the first time. Only... It wasn't the first time. "There's no way... Why is she trying to hurt us?"
And everyone there forgot about the man known as Chris. "Uhh... I must be in the incorrect coordinates..." He went back inside his advanced machine, trying to start it up again. Something was wrong. "Oh, no..."
The three generators supplying the machine's battery life had been completely used up. He was stuck in... Wherever this was. "Aw, shit."
AN: Okay, welcome new guy. An OC belonging to a good sir named Pixel Cat, for those who've lurked long enough on Tumblr. Said person does have only one fic where that OC mysteriously ends up in the Loud House world and meets the gang we all know in love. Well, I guess I would say this is the future epilogue of that fic, Lost N Loud. Considering this (obviously) won't be canon to it, that fic is one fic that will elude the Loudiverse.
Bonus points if you have read it.
