Authors Note: Thank you all for 35k views! As thanks here is your double update for today!

After another hour of travel, Lincoln and Lori arrived back home, Lori holding Lily and the silver case. Lincoln was working with Leni to carry Luan who was out like a light, unable to wake back up tonight it appeared. Usually the comedic loud girl would wake up earlier than most in the morning to practice her comedy routine, and get ahead of everyone else for the bathroom and shower.

"Mom and dad were wondering if we had agreed on a place to go to for a vacation," Leni claimed, having had it slip her mind until now. The entire family was split on that matter. No one had really remembered it either, like they expected it to be cancelled because no one could agree on where to go.

"No clue. I'm letting someone else pick," Lincoln was not going to fight, but opt in for anywhere to go, but he was more worried about how Nora would react to him and his family co-workers asking for vacation days.

"Aw… what about you, Lori? You wanted to visit South Carolina right?" Leni looked to the oldest sibling.

"I'm with Lincoln," Lori shook her head, "I don't really care anymore. A good vacation right now would be lying in bed for a day straight imagining I was somewhere else."

As they got inside, they rested Luan on the couch. Leni looked very disappointed to hear that neither cared for where they went, but the fashion lover guessed as long as the entire family was there, then anywhere was good.

"Welcome home, everyone! How did your days go?" Mrs. Loud welcomed her children home, before seeing Luan asleep with the bump on her head.

"Don't worry, she just fell," Lincoln reassured their mother that Luan was fine, Lori handing over the sleeping Lily to their mom.

"Things were fine. Lily was absolutely perfect," Lori said happily, but remembered her little brother wanted a personal talk with her and two of their other siblings.

"Oh that's great dear, are you feeling okay?" Their mother asked.

Lori sighed over her parent being concerned for their grandchild. She insisted she was fine, but every last person in this family could tell several things were wrong with multiple of their members. Lincoln took the distraction as the opportunity to slip upstairs with the silver case in his hand, glad he did not have to worry about anyone opening it. Only his and Ronnie Anne's thumbprints could open it, Jayzo having reassured no amount of force would open it.

"You think they're gonna give us as hard a time as our girl did?" Lincada chirped while riding on his back, having appeared out of nowhere once again.

"I have no idea, but you know how it is…" Lincoln murmured, "We go in blind."

"And hope for the best," she laughed before being tossed off his back onto his bed. Lincoln rested the silver case on his dresser beside the makeup kit, which at this point served more as a memorabilia item.

"I wouldn't mind if this medicine actually worked… I miss my old self a lot," Lincoln looked at his horribly injured body, rubbing his head. The slashes on his arms at least were healing alright, appearing like they were not going to leave any scars behind. He did have Nora's phone number, and if he ever needed to get ahold of Doctor Jeffrey, he could call her in a heartbeat.

"You're not having second thoughts about telling them about me… are you?" Lincada asked while sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You said you know all my thoughts, so you tell me if I'm changing my mind," Lincoln shrugged. His form of what he believed to be manifested insanity did not reply realistically. She had lost all her ability to know what he was thinking after she had taken control of his body, which was frankly very worrying to her.

"…are you ever worried that you'll have to choose one day?" She tried to strike up an odd topic for the conversation. He had no idea what she meant though.

"Choose what?" Lincoln was making sure he had enough of the Jianko regenerative formula for the trial. Thankfully there was enough for two doses every day, just like Jayzo said.

"Who lives and dies," Lincada explained "You know… if it comes down to it and your sisters get kidnapped, because some dork in the mafia went insane and broke the rules. People love torture, and a grand torture is making someone decide two people's fates."

"Where's this coming from? Can't say I haven't thought about it before, but y'know… I already have a plan for that," Lincoln claimed while shutting the silver case tight.

"You do? What is it?" Lincada chirped. The boy sighed, wishing he did not have to talk about it. He was going to do everything in his power to make sure that would not happen, but planning for the worst was what everyone needed to do sometimes.

"If this ever happened…" Lincoln spoke, "…and someone put a picture of my family in front of me and told me which do I want to be killed to let everyone else live, I'd point to myself."

"You seriously would do that? Without any hesitation?" Lincada was a little awestruck at how noble he was for his family, even if it was a hypothetical scenario. The selfless boy could tell his female doppelganger had a burden on her that seemed related to a tough choice, but he had no idea what since nothing came to his mind about the matter.

"It is true what everyone has told me… Everyone's life has a price and worth, compared to anyone in my family. I'm not even worth a thousand dollars, and they're all worth millions to me," Lincoln replied. The phrasing he heard from before became more believable to him each passing day.

"Lincoln? Are you okay?" Lucy suddenly had appeared out of nowhere, startling her older brother. Lincoln got over his minor heart attack fast, gazing to his sister.

"He-hey, Lucy… No, not really. In the next five minutes, you're probably gonna think I'm insane," Lincoln claimed, hoping that Lucy at least didn't hear him talking to herself.

"Sorry. Mom wouldn't stop asking me things…" Lori apologized as she and Lynn entered the room, Lucy having gone ahead of them. Now that they all were here, Lincoln went over and closed the door, locking it.

"We heard you met the other mafia leader. Are you okay? Did he threaten you? I swear if he did I'll…" Lynn inquired worriedly, while holding his shoulders. Lincada lay flat on the bed, thinking this was a great start to the long chatter.

"Lynn, Lynn! No, Jayzo was nice and in a great mood. He was just… intimidating," Lincoln presumed that since he had told them they would be back around lunchtime, but they had been gone all day, that was why Lynn was so worried.

"So what is it you wanted to talk to us about?" Lori requested. Lucy pulled Lynn off their brother, sharing her auburn haired sister's worry, but Lincoln was clearly unharmed as he stood before them.

"Let's just start from the beginning," Lincoln huffed, ready to burn the next hour trying to prove Lincada's existence, or at least her presence. Luck was not on his side though. The conversation had gone several other directions. From there, he let Lincada take over his body again.

"C'mon! How can I prove I'm not Lincoln…?" Lincada asked her sisters while Lincoln watched from nearby, sitting on his television. He felt light as a feather, so it was nice to put the trick to use when relaxing.

"Lincoln, calm down… Look, whatever we can do to make the transition easier, we'll do it. Just say the word," Lori reassured, Lincoln wondering what they meant. Lincada was even more confused since she was the one piloting his body like he was a hollow robot.

"Whadd'ya mean? I'm Lincada, for the last time…"

"There's no need to be embarrassed. If you don't feel like a boy then that's fine… its perfectly fine to be transgender," Lynn tried to reassure. Lincoln stared in shock. Lincada looked ready to break down laughing. The conversation had become so awkward and strange that it had somehow convinced their sisters that their single brother was trying to transition genders. The makeup kit left lying around was good evidence as is.

"This is weird…" Lucy murmured while scratching her head. Lori couldn't agree more.

"What'll it take to prove I'm not Lincoln?" Lincada asked, the three sisters looking between one another. Lynn went to their brother's closet, where he kept all of his cherished comics on the top shelf, and opened it.

"Please don't tell me they're gonna make you do what I think they are…" Lincoln groaned. He watched the auburn haired sister go through them all, taking her time until she finally found one specific comic.

"This is one of Lincoln's most favorite comics! Go ahead and try to destroy it, if you can." Lynn told Lincada while handing the comic over.

"Overwatch?" Lincada stared at it and the title. The comic looked quite old, but there was an unforgettable charm that warmed even her heart just to be holding it, even if she did not like comics.

"Wait, what?!" Lincoln hopped over the bed, grabbing his doppelganger's wrists, "Lincada! Don't even think about it!"

"Calm down, you can buy another," Lincada rolled her eyes, shoulder bumping the ethereal boy away. Lincoln had no chance to argue, watching her rip the comic in half without any hesitation and to make sure they believed her. The teenage girl ripped it over and over again.

"Uhh… wow… you really did that," Lynn said with an awkward cough. Lincoln was steaming now.

"I take it back. Being ethereal sucks! There is nothing cool about this! It's horrible! Take me back! I wanna be me again!" The white haired boy rambled, his technical twin laughing a little.

"Oof!" Lincada gasped as Lincoln forcibly took his body back. She was sitting on the floor, surprised that he could do that, in the process he had accidentally knocked himself over to the floor.

"Lincoln, are you okay?!" Lori ran to her brother who lay on the floor.

"Nope… not at all… But that's nothing new…" Lincoln sighed, looking at the torn bits of comic in his hands. It was one of his first ever comics that had gotten him into really liking the media type more.

"So how'd you all like Lincada?" Lincoln tried to focus back on the conversation instead of the sentimental loss. His sisters took a minute to think on that, they had to absorb the fact that there really was someone else around them, that they could not see. It was all weird to them, even if Lucy exclaimed her ability to communicate with the deceased spirits, she supposedly saw nothing.

"I… guess she's nice," Lucy spoke up. She, Lynn and Lori mainly believed it because of how fast the individual possessing their brother ripped up one of his most valuable possessions without a half second of doubt, they saw him picking up his stuffed animal from his bed.

"Guess this explains your deal with talking to yourself…?" Lori quirked. Lincoln hugged his stuffed animal Bun-bun the Rabbit, a cherished hand-me-down he received when he was younger. He was trying to give himself some form of comfort right now, but to no real success. It was not going to be his for much longer, Lincoln having plans in mind for the special toy.

"Well, uhhh… welcome to the family Lincada?" Lynn spoke up, Lincada directly behind her with a smile from being acknowledged of her existence. Whether they believed it or were humoring their brother was questionable.

"Come on, you guys. Let's just enjoy our vacation while we can," Lincoln insisted they all go get late dinner and rest up. Even if the vacation was forced, the young boy wanted to go one day during this vacation where he was not pressed to do mafia work with his family.

"Alright. I'm starved," Lynn agreed gladly.

"The sooner I can sleep the better," Lori laughed, thinking it would be best to build up their energy while they had the chance.

"Come on. Mom has leftovers in the fridge," Lucy informed them, the three sisters heading downstairs ahead of their only brother.

"Are you okay, Lincoln?" Lincada noticed her stationary male half holding his stuffed animal to his cheek, nuzzling it slightly, she noticed the tears streaming down his face, some going onto the stuffed rabbit. The young boy had allowed the stress to overwhelm his emotions, despite his best efforts.

"I can't take much more…"