You lucky ducks you… I have made my glorious return!:D
Welcome to Luna Is Strange, the fic where everything's made up and the points don't matter. Since I know you've read everything up to this point, and my other works like Lynn Unplugged and Whose Loud; I shall reward you with more chapters.
Ego check: I'm seriously glad you're here. I hope you had a very Merry Christmas, and I hope you're ready to have some fun reading this story going into 2018.
Today's playlist consists of "Breathe (In The Air)" and "Time" by Pink Floyd. They pretty much go together, so listen to them both. Epic stuff my friends; I really like Floyd.
Please enjoy!
After Sam's unforgiving F Bomb, the two girls find themselves awkwardly staring at one another. So many conflicting feelings and messages are being expressed with just one look.
Sam's jaw hangs wide open, and Luna just meets her with doe eyes as she tries to compose a response.
"Should I rewind? No, this is good! Wait- no it's not! Wait… Ugh! What do I tell her?..."
Finally, she comes up with something… decent…
She nervously smiles. "Uhh… I'm a mutant?"
And Sam animatedly throws her hands up to grab her skull. "Dude!"
Luna's smile sickly loses its luster.
But then, Sam smiles wide.
"What the-"
"Hey!" Luna cuts her off, stepping close to her.
"Oops, sorry…" Sam says with a sweet smile.
Luna rubs the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger, and Sam just keeps smiling like an idiot- superfluously waving her hands around and fighting to muster some actual words instead of weird incomprehensible noises.
Luna looks at her again. "Sam…"
"Oh my god! You really are a mutant! Oh my god! That was- oh man, that was the coolest freaking thing! What was it?! Were you about to teleport?! Were you gonna like- heal yourself? Steal the life force of everything around you! Oh my god-"
"Sam…"
"You're a mutant vampire."
"Sam!"
"What?!" she eagerly responds, still beaming.
"Will you let me explain?" Luna pleas.
"Yes! Please! Tell me what the heck that was!" Sam says, excitedly grabbing Luna's mitts.
And she can't help but smile. This is her first time seeing her since her time traveling escapade, after all.
She just gazes into her baby blues for moment, and Sam grows jumbled.
"Luna, what the heck dude-"
Before she can finish, Luna pulls her in, and they share a passionate kiss.
"Wow…" Sam utters as she's released, and she nervously preens her hair- just the way Luna likes it.
"I missed you… I never thought I'd see you again," Luna says with wholehearted conviction.
Sam winces. "Luna, what the hell is going on?"
As Sam's childish enthusiasm relaxes into curious concern, Luna takes a deep breath.
She takes her hands and holds them in hers, and Sam looks deep into her brown eyes.
"Sam… I know this is gonna sound crazy… But I- I can go back in time…"
And while Luna was never really sure what to expect next from the Blue to her Paperclips, she certainly did not expect her to smile.
And it makes Luna smile too.
"What?" Sam blurts out with the return of amazement.
And it makes Luna blush. What is really her deepest hidden truth, one that weighs heavily on more than just two teenagers with petty pubescent problems and puppy love- one that's built on the foundation of all this science she doesn't understand: time, space, physics, morality, mortality…
It feels like nothing more than a dirty little secret.
"Yeah," she simply gets out, and by now she's succumbed to Sam's contagious energy.
Sam grabs her head again, then covers her mouth. Then she bends over as her mouth falls wide open once more.
"Dude!..."
"I know!" Luna tells her.
"AAAAAAHHH!" she gleefully blurts out.
It's a welcome far cry from the Sam she last saw- puffy, watery eyes; a swollen, bloody nose…
"I got my baby back."
Sam becomes ill with a severe case of mouth-diarrhea. She just says whatever comes to mind.
"No way! No waaayyy! Oh man! This is the coolest thing ever! How does it work? What do you do, like- open portals?! Oh man… How far can you go? Have you changed the world? Like- did something really messed up happen that I don't know about because you went back and changed it? Like Hitler?! Oh my god! Can you kill Hitler?! You better not be screwing with me Luna, I swear I will punch you in the face again!"
Luna just laughs as she shushes her, and she takes a look out of the garage door to see if anyone else is around. Luckily, all is calm around the Loud house.
She turns back to her paramour, and takes some more of those yoga breaths Lori taught her about.
Sam starts to get excited again, but Luna cuts her off with a quick press of her finger to her lips, and an "Ehh!"
"Breathe with me, girl. Show momma what you got," she calmly tells Sam, and she complies until their breaths are almost in sync.
Once she's relaxed, Luna proceeds. "So, I should probably start at the beginning."
"Yeah… that might be a good idea," Sam says with a smile, and they take a seat along the wall.
The sun gradually sets over the horizon as Luna goes over these eventful last few weeks. She tells her about the near accident that triggered her abilities, her talk with Lisa about time travel theories, and how she used her powers to usurp Hank and Hawk.
She also briefly talks about Carol, and how her powers came in handy during their initial encounter. But she decides to avoid getting into any further detail. She really doesn't want to dwell on the prima donna more than she needs to.
She does tell her about their strange encounter that resulted in her confessing to "being in love" with Luna, but apparently, this was something they had discussed the night before. Only Luna doesn't remember, considering she was apparently in another reality.
She avoids telling her the truth about her nosebleeds and fainting, though. She tells herself that, "it's best not to worry her… I'll figure this out."
Finally, she explains just what she walked in on, and how she nearly lost herself to another reality once again.
"That's heavy stuff dude," Sam attentively says.
Luna simply takes another deep breath.
Sam looks to her, and does a little double take before deciding to do some more prying.
"So, like- let me get this straight… You- just got back? From another universe?..."
Luna simply nods to affirm this.
Sam winces. "Luna, I mean, don't take this the wrong way; but if this is just some elaborate prank by you and your sisters…"
"It's not Sam. I kind of wish it was…" Luna tells her.
And they share another loving gaze, and Luna slides her hand into her girlfriend's to hold it.
Sam smiles again.
And for a moment, they just take a moment to enjoy the tranquility.
As they do, Luna remembers another detail regarding her strange new life, and realizes she's never been presented with the opportunity to discuss it until now.
"There's another thing," she begins. "I've had these- really crazy dreams…"
She releases Sam's hand, and slides down onto the floor to lie on her back. Sam does the same.
As they watch the ceiling, Luna elaborates. "So, I see all these lights. They're really trippy, but beautiful, right?" she says, and Sam half chuckles. Luna does too before she continues.
"So I see all these lights, and it's like, I don't know what they are. Sometimes they look like buildings in the distance- like at night, you know? And sometimes, they just seem like- I don't know… Stars…"
They momentarily look at one another again before turning their attention back to the ceiling and the discussion.
"I feel like- I'm flying. Like I could just float on okay… Sometimes, I really like it. It's like, I'll wake up, and I'll try super hard to go back to sleep and pick back up on it. But sometimes… I get afraid."
Sam looks at her again.
"Why?"
"…Because I don't know if I'm really dreaming."
And for a moment, there's silence.
It becomes enough to concern Luna, and she looks to her companion once more. She's wearing a somber look on her face.
"Hey," she simply says to her, gently touching her arm.
Sam forces a half smile.
"It's- kind of sad…"
"What is?"
Now they look at one another as they speak.
"We had a really good talk yesterday, and- you don't remember it…" Sam explains.
"We're having a good talk now?..." Luna adds, which earns her a little grin from Sam.
"I know… It's just… It meant alot to me, you know?"
"Well, maybe you could tell me about it," Luna says to her, turning to her side and resting her head on her hand.
Sam does the same, and smiles as she looks into her glistening brown eyes.
"Well… I finally decided to call you, even after I said I'd turned my phone off. I couldn't hold out a whole 'nother day…"
Luna softly smiles.
"…And you practically begged me for forgiveness," Sam jokes.
And still they smile.
Sam gets serious again. "I told you how sorry I was, and how much I loved you… How much I love you…Then, you told me about that stuff that happened with Carol… And your boss… Just so we're clear- I'll cut his balls off if you want me to."
Luna just barely flinches her lip, and Sam drops it.
"Then you told me about how your parents were fighting, and then we just talked about stuff for a little while…"
"What kind of stuff?" Luna asks.
Sam just looks at her for a moment, and she decides to scoot in closer to where they're almost touching one another.
"I told you, I want this to work… I know I said I wasn't ready for a relationship before, and that I couldn't do this… But, now I want to. I don't think I can go back to just being friends now…"
Luna feels her heart start racing, and uses her free hand to caress Sam's cheek.
"I won't lose you again Sam…"
Finally, the mutual attraction has reached fever pitch, and they start kissing.
Before it can go too much further though, they're interrupted by a junk magazine falling on them.
They look up to see Lynn Loud, Sr. wearing a slightly unimpressed look on his face.
"Alright, come on love birds. Dinner's ready," he tells them.
They blush, and they get up to follow him inside.
"I didn't know if you liked barbeque or buffalo sauce, Sam. So I made both…" he says as he slyly glares at Luna.
She looks back to him, and he playfully nudges her while wearing a smirk.
She grins too, and they all smile as they go inside to have a normal Loud house family dinner.
In her dreams, Luna can see more of the iridescent lights along the dark sky. She can feel herself weightlessly moving along this plane. She carelessly makes her way over to one of the lights, and it has an orange and yellow hue. She feels it beckoning to her, and she reaches out for it.
Then, she's woken by some pssssting.
She opens her eyes, and sees Sam looking down at her from the bed above.
Luna rubs her eyes and sits up from her spot on the floor, just enough to meet her eye level. "What?..." she grumbles.
"So, I had a thought… Well, like- a dream. A dream thought," Sam tells her.
Luna just meets her with tired, impatient eyes, and an uncaring sigh.
"So, I've decided, I'm going to be your new professor," Sam begins.
"What?" Luna asks with a little less bitchiness.
"Your professor. Like Professor X."
"So like-" she stops to make sure Luan's still asleep in the top bunk, and then she continues. "So like, the X-Men needed Xavier to help them learn to control their powers, right?"
Luna frowns.
"Luna?"
"You seriously woke me up just to tell me this?"
"Yes. It's important…" Sam simply says, disregarding the returning grumpiness.
"Tomorrow I'm gonna take you to the park, and we'll run some like- tests and stuff, so we can work on controlling your powers."
Luna doesn't say anything. She's still focused on the fascinating lights she saw in her slumber.
"Dude?" Sam alarmingly says.
"Yeah, okay. Fine," Luna responds without really even thinking to. "Let's go back to sleep now, okay?"
Sam grins. "Not unless you wanna come up here and fool around?"
Luna scoffs. "I'm not that easy…" she quips, and the girls lie back down.
But no matter how hard she tries, Luna can't find those lights anymore. She tries to paint a mental image, but it's just not the same as when she's dreaming.
"It was just a dream… Right?"
Okay, so one spoiler. I don't like to do this kind of thing, because I like screwing with you guys and making you speculate and what not, but here it is:
This won't be a cop-out where it turns out she was coma dreaming the whole time or some stupid s***.
I know, your hearts are breaking. I think you'll live.
Anyway, it feels good to write a good fluffy chapter after all that dramatic stuff. I enjoy my tear jerking, my creepy pasta, and anything that gives me an excuse to make Luan dig for toilet treasure; but I love writing fluffy dialogue more than anything.
It's good to be back my minions, and here's to hoping November Rain becomes your new favorite episode!
Thanks for reading:)