Author's note: For those who haven't read it yet, chapter 11 is now viewable, so check it out and tell me what you think of it.
Oh and also shout out to J. Tom for guessing correctly
It was lunch time at Royal Woods Middle School, and like every school day Lincoln was sitting with his friends, only unlike normal they couldn't help but stare at him "guys, either ask the question or stop staring at me" a now much more muscular Lincoln stated
"Okay then, how the hell did you bulk up so fast?!" Liam asked
"Yeah were used to you getting bigger quicker than you should be, but not overnight." Ronnie added
"You guys remember months ago my sister Leni made that special drug that lets me put on muscle with minimum effort?" they nodded in union "well it turns out its effects are way stronger when I'm recovering from a bad injury too"
"Wait you were hurt on the weekend?!" Stella exclaimed
"Yep, I was literally hit by a truck" He took a bite of his sandwich as his friends gasped at that
"How?!" Sid asked
A slightly annoyed look crossed Lincoln's face "well…"
Flashback
It was Saturday and due to it being such a nice day, the Lard family were out having a picnic at a local park. While the younger Lard kids played on the playground equipment (which had been designed for very hefty kids), the older kids lounged around for the most part. Lynn was at the picnic table bored out of her brain, Luan was sitting under the shade of a large tree enjoying the fresh air and the sounds around her, Luna was sitting up against a tree strumming her guitar while thinking up a new song, Leni was simply walking around the park and checking to see how healthy the trees she helped plant and grow years ago were doing, and Lori was sitting on a bench watching her younger sisters play. Rita and Lynn Sr. were also sitting at the picnic table though they were just talking and enjoying each other's company. Lincoln however was kicking a soccer ball he had recently bought around, without his old Lynn around to force sports onto him he'd been able to find something he liked at his own pace and realized he actually really liked the beautiful game.
As Lincoln kicked the ball around, Lola came up to him "hey Wincoln, can I pway?" she asked enthusiastically
"Sure" he replied and the two began kicking the ball around.
After a while, they heard their dad call out "lunch!" Lola stopped the ball with her foot and rested it on top of the ball
"Come on Lola, let's get something to eat" and he headed towards the table
"Okay" unfortunately Lola put too much of her weight on the ball and the ball shot out from under her foot before rolling down a small hill and stopping on the road below. "oops, my bad" she said as she went after the ball.
As Lincoln was about to reach the table he turned to look at Lola only to see that she wasn't following him. Looking around his eyes widened as he saw her walking out onto the road as a truck was barreling towards her at top speed "LOLA!" he bellowed and bolted as fast as he could to the young 8-year-old. Hearing her name she turned and saw the screeching truck just meters from her. Lola screamed and closed her eyes before something rammed into her and sent her flying. Not feeling as much pain as she should she opened her eyes and saw that the truck had stopped about a meter away from where she was, but what she saw would haunt her for the rest of her life. There, jammed in the final 4 wheels of the truck, was her brothers twisted and mangled body with blood pouring out of his deformed mouth and various gashes. The sight of this caused Lola to scream.
Once Lincoln's body had been extracted from the truck wheels, he was rushed to the hospital in an extremely critical condition and was immediately taken into surgery. While the doctors worked on saving Lincoln's life and the Lard family were in the waiting room worried sick, Leni had gone home to do the best thing she could at this time, and she didn't mean cry.
After hours of waiting a doctor entered the waiting room "Mr. and Mrs. Lard" the two parents were immediately on their feet
"How's our son?" Lynn Sr. asked as he held his wife's hand
"Unfortunately the damage was far too severe, we did the best we could, but medical science has only come so far. We have him on life support at the moment but he's officially brain dead, would you like us to take him off it"
"No keep him on it. Our daughter Leni is currently making a drug that can save him" Lynn Sr. stated, the doctor was well aware of Leni's genius and the things she could make, but two of her sisters were examples that there was something she couldn't fix, however, he respected the families wishes.
Meanwhile
Leni Lard was a scientist. One of the best there is. She invents, transforms, creates, and destroys for a living, and when she doesn't like something about the world, she changes it. Just like she has done multiple times before.
It didn't mean it was easy.
Leni was working harder than she ever had before in making a drug that could heal Lincoln. Sure she could easily make a drug to heal burns, bruises, cuts, and fractured bones, but his injuries were on a whole new level. After hours of hard work, she completed a drug "Well almost. I just need tooooo..." where she's kept the little pinkish cubes of biomass she'd started using after Lola found out about the mice. All the cases are annoyingly empty. Damnit! She knew she forgot something his weekend! Now how was she supposed to...*sigh* ...no. No, there was no time to make more. she knew exactly where she was going to get a test subject.
"I didn't think I'd have to do this again but..."
She looked down the rows of little boxes grabbing a ray gun, she zapped her right arm, nullifying all of her pain receptors in it before she shoved it into a device that she used to break down matter and yanked it back out. Looking at her arm she saw that it looked like it a mummy's after a few thousand years in a tomb. she was missing all of her fingers as well as all of her skin, fat, most of her muscle and tendons, and exposed bone was badly scraped. Grabbing the syringe, she injected the drug into her arm and watched. Her arm began healing from the undamaged part and slowly moved down. First, the scraped bones repaired themselves followed by the muscle and tendons, and then the skin. This continued until it reached her hand and her fingers began regrowing until they were fully restored, only they were now missing their nails. Observing her arm, even though it was repaired her arm was thin, her hand ached, and the skin was scarred, red, and tender "Not good enough." and with that, she got back to work.
After several more hours, Leni repeated the process again, this time, while her hand didn't ache, her nails had restored, and the fat had returned, her arm was still scarred and red, though it wasn't tender. Again she tried and with another test, the only problem was that her skin was a tiny bit pink "perfect!" She picked up the formula and went for the door...only to spin on her heel and head back to her desk "...But I can still do better," and she continued trying to improve on her 'Lazarus' formula as she had called it.
It was now Sunday evening when Leni finally perfected her formula. She was tired. Her hair was a mess and about 40% of her body was comprised of coffee at this point, but she'd finally done it. A quick shower and after a drive to the hospital later the family headed straight to Lincoln's room despite numerous protests from hospital staff due to "visiting hours being over" when they reached Lincoln's room, the girls, save Leni, were really hesitant to see their brother, they knew he would be in a better condition than what he looked straight after the accident, but still it was gut-wrenching at seeing a family member like that.
"You girls don't have to see him if to don't want to," Rita said as Leni and Lynn Sr. entered the room. The girls 'did' want to see him, but Lori had other plans
"Yeah, I think that would be best," Lori said while using her mass to block the door, and Rita closed the door behind her.
Leni looked down at her brother as some tears came to her eyes. Wiping them away, she steeled her nerves and pulled a case that had a large syringe of Lazarus in it, moving some bandages aside "Please work." She whispered as she injected it straight into his heart. The doctors and orderly crowding out the younger of the girls on the other side of the window of the room jumped as they saw this, then froze as results were almost instantaneous as his heart pumped the Lazarus throughout his whole body in seconds. First, the bruising and swelling went down, then he spasmed as his bones fixed themselves. There was a tearing and crackling sound, his casts and bandages began to bulge and tear as the muscle beneath grew until they burst and shredded. Exposing perfectly healthy skin beneath. The cast around his chest splitting apart as with one sharp breath, Lincoln's eyes snapped open and he sat up, seeing his shocked parents and Leni while the doctors through the glass stared with a stunned expression, he tried to speak to them only to gag on the tube he had in his throat. He pulled the tube out, going into a slight coughing fit after it was removed.
Once he recovered he spoke "mum, dad, Leni? What's going on (looks down) and what the hell happened to my body!" the door then opened as Lori pushed herself through followed by her siblings.
"Linc…whoa!" they all said in unison as they stared at him...and how much more of him there was now. Leni was the first to speak
"How do you feel Lincoln? Are you sore in any way?"
"No, actually I feel fantastic" He looked down at his arm. He'd been starting to get really muscular before. Now he was flat out buff. Leni then explained what had happened to him. When she was done he angrily turned to Lola who flinched. He used a finger to tell her to come over, she looked up at her parents who shook their heads not to come to them. She lowered her head and shuffled her feet as he was pulling himself out from his sheets. He gently gripped her shoulders and got on to one knee.
"What the hell were you thinking?! Didn't you learn from the first time you chased a ball onto a road?!"
"Bu-bu" She stammered. Tears forming in the corner of her eyes.
"But what?!"
"It was your ba..."
His eyes widened and his mouth hung open "I don't care about a stupid ball! You're a million times more important to me than some stupid ball! Don't you EVER do something so stupid ever again, you got me?!" Lola just nodded and started to cry, Lincoln huffed and pulled her in letting her rest her chin on his shoulder as she quietly bawled and hiccuped. Everyone could tell that Lincoln was more upset than angry due to him having some tears in his eyes.
Regaining his composure, he turned back to Leni "so do you think you can explain why I'm so jacked?"
"Hmm, if I had to guess, I'd say the first serum I gave you mixed with my new Lazarus juice must have complemented each other, when Lazarus was fixing months' worth of injuries it was treated as months worth of exercise. It might continue to work like that but it'll take more time to test it."
He laughed a little as he patted Lola's head "That which doesn't kill me only makes me stronger huh? Yeah, that sounds about right."
End Flashback
"And that's what happened" Lincoln finished
"Wait, if you were basically at death's door, how did you know most of that stuff?" Stella asked
"My sisters helped fill in the rest of the details."
"So how strong are you now?" Sid asked, Lincoln then grabbed his knife and shocked his friends by rolling it up like a candybar wrapper.
"Sweet mother of…" Liam said
"Yeah, but I'm gonna get Leni to either reduce my strength or my muscle mass…hopefully the latter, I think they're scaring my little sisters," he said while flexing his bicep.
"Or a better idea. You keep them" Ronnie Anne said in a dreamy tone. Sid and quite a few girls sitting at tables nearby totally not spying on him nodded.
"Ronnie, don't make me have the Sid talk with you" this made Stella, Liam, and Sid laugh "so you guys finished?" Lincoln asked getting a round of yeses Lincoln grabbed their trays and took them over to where all of the dirty lunch trays were placed. Once he had dropped them off he turned around and saw Clyde looking at his phone with a cluster of both cool kids and bullies surrounding him. Even in this world, McBride didn't look like the kind of kid that would be surrounded by the more popular kids in school. Thinking that there was trouble, he quickly made his way over to him though as he got closer he could hear them talking
"Man, look at that hot blob go to town on that cake"
"I can't believe how fat she is."
"This is live right?" when he got close enough to see what they were all looking at, his eyes widened. There on Clyde's phone was Lori sitting on the couch eating a cake. Not just a slice, but a whole cake as easily as a petit for.
Having not been noticed yet by the boys with their eyes fixed on the screen, Lincoln pulled out his phone and sent a text to Lori 'are you eating cake right now', looking back to the screen he saw Lori stop eating and check her phone which was followed by a look of surprise and confusion before she replied to the text which he received
'Yeah, how did you know?'
To which he replied with 'there might be some trouble later, for now, have you and Leni search the whole house for hidden cameras' and he sent the text back.
Looking back to Clyde's phone he saw her get a panicked look before hearing her call out for Leni. Putting his phone back in his pocket, he decided to speak up "Hey. McBride." He said finally.
Clyde looked up from his phone. Alright, who was the moron who thought he could interrupt him when he was surrounded by bodyguards? "What the heck do youuuu ohhh hheeeyyy Lard. How's it going, buddy?"
The last word stung more than this Clyde would ever know but he let it slide. He moved through the rapidly parting crowd of voyeurs. Leaning over the boy who dared to look like his bud he put his hand down on the table, and by putting down he meant to punch the surface hard enough the metal dented. For the first time in his life, he felt what it was like for somebody to be physically intimidated by you, and he wouldn't admit it but it wasn't a completely terrible feeling.
"Alright McBride, you've got 3 seconds to explain how you have live footage of my sister!" he demanded, the kids surrounding Clyde backed away even further while Clyde himself was too scared to respond. Growing impatient, Lincoln grabbed Clyde by the front of his shirt and pulled him out of his seat and held him up with one hand "these muscles aren't just for show, now tell me!"
"My cousin and I made a heap fly sized spy drones which we sent into your house so that we could spy on your hot big sisters and have people pay to watch them!" Lincoln was now absolutely livid. He lifted one hand. Curling every finger one at a time just to see the perv's eyes bulge as he tried to pry the brawnier boy off of him to no avail. He reared his free arm back and was about to turn Clyde's face into a Picasso when his arm was stopped. Looking back he saw Liam and Ronnie Anne holding his upper arm and Stella holding onto his fist with both hands
"Guys, let go," Lincoln said through clenched teeth as his arm slowly moved forward
"Dude, calm down" Ronnie Anne ordered
"What the heck did he do?" Liam asked
"This sick bastard, has been spying on my big sisters and charging people to watch!" he stated, this shocked his friends making them lose their grip on his arm which shot forward and collided with Clyde's face.
There was a sickening crunch as Clyde Mcbride's face was turned into mush. His nose flattened like an overripe tomato and his glasses flew off. There was a light *plop* sound on the floor when his two front teeth went flying out f his mouth and into some unlucky kids soda on the other side of the room. He went skidding back several feet until he hit a table.
Lincoln was on him again in a second. Lifting him back up he was about to continue when "Lincoln! Leave him alone, now!" the Principal Proudly ordered Lincoln turned his head a bit to look at the Principal "I said leave him" Lincoln turned to look at Clyde. Who was groaning and trying to breathe through a busted nose and bloody mouth?
"If we weren't at school, nothing would save you from me" he then dropped Clyde on his butt, who groaned as he pawed around trying to find his broken glasses.
"Somebody take Clyde to the nurse. Lincoln, go to my office." Lincoln glared at Clyde "Now Mr. Lard!" Lincoln nodded but not before swiping Clyde's phone off the table
"I'm taking this as evidence," he said and he walked off to the principal's office.
An hour had passed since the event in the cafeteria and Lincoln, who was still livid at Clyde, was now sitting in the Principal's office. Standing behind him were his equally angry parents, who were absolutely disgusted at the fact that they and their children had been spied on... for over 2 years! Also in the office were Leni, Lori (amazingly), Clyde and his dad's, and 2 police officers. Clyde was currently sitting there as well. Leni hadn't wanted his injuries to get him any sympathy so with the permission of the school nurse she'd healed him back up to wear the only thing that was injured was his pride. He was in handcuffs due to trying to touch Lori and complimenting her looks in a manner that would have made the other Clyde. 'His' Clyde deck the creep himself. Leni was holding a bag filled with the fly drones which she found out had cloaking technology installed on them, hence why they had gone unnoticed for so long.
"These are advanced." She said while fishing one out "Very advanced. Never mind the miniaturization. The cloaking tech is bleeding edge, as close to outright invisibility as I've ever seen. Only two labs I know of have this, one is mine, and one is a government weapons lab." She turned to Clyde who was sinking into his chair as everybody focused their attention on him "Which means you've either stolen from me or stole from the government." She leaned in. Showing off a line of cleavage that the little perv would have enjoyed if it weren't for the terrifyingly calm look in her eyes "Which do you think is worse?"
"I...uh I..."
"Or option three. Someone else built it and you either stole it from them and they have no idea what you doing with it...or they built it for you and know 'exactly' what you use it for." His eyes widened and she smirked, "Who built the drones, Clyde?"
"My cousin, Ryan, he made them and gave them to me for me to test out by having them spy on you."
"Ryan? Ryan Shervis?"
"Y-Yeah"
"That paranoid little weasel!"
"You know this individual?" one of the officer's asked
"Yeah. About three years ago we worked together on both miniature drones and cloaking technology, we were nearly done when we got into an argument over ethics and we split up. Seems like he did what I did and completed it" Leni then turned back to Clyde "let me guess he wanted to spy on me?"
"I-I guess" He nodded "Yeah it was Ryan who wanted me to use them on you!"
"Thats probably true." Leni said and smiled and leaned in even further. Coming far closer than the bespecled boy would like right now "But I also happen to know those little pills he's supposed to take to take care of his urge to wear a tinfoil hat and rant about lizard people 'also' kill of his libido." Her smile dropped "Your cousin wouldn't look at a girl like that even if you paid him. And he's too full of himself to try and get back at me like this. He'd try to prove how much smarter than he is than me, not stream my sister eating cake. Which means when he said 'spy on me' he meant my inventions. Not 'while I'm getting changed'. Isn't that right Clyde?" Clyde was now starting to hyperventilate which made Leni back off a bit.
"Well, I think I've heard all I need to hear," the second officer said before he lifted Clyde out of his seat. Clyde started resisting while begging his dad to do something, which they did by looking away.
Before being taken completely out of the office he said "hey Lard, how does it feel knowing that I've had hundreds of guys see your big sisters getting dressed?"
"That's it!" Lincoln leaped out of his chair and lunged at Clyde only to be grabbed and body-slammed by Lori AND Leni
"Get that creep out of here now!" Leni ordered as Lincoln struggled with all of his might to get free, but the combined weight of his two oldest sisters prevented him from going anywhere.
"Get off of me!"
"Not until you calm down Lincoln. Look we're just as pissed off and disgusted at him as you are, but you're only going to get into trouble if you try to attack him" Lori said, Lincoln struggled for a bit before giving up
"Fine" he muttered and he relaxed. The two girls then cautiously got off of him and he got back to his feet.
"Mr. and Mrs. Lard, we are terribly sorry for what our son has done, we honestly had no idea that he was doing such a vile and horrible thing," Harold said
"Is there any possible reason you can think of as to why your son would do something like this?" the remaining officer asked
"Well Clyde has always had trouble making friends because of his hobbies and he tended to isolate himself a lot, even from us"
"And what are his hobbies?"
"Cosplaying, acting, stamp collecting, doing taxes with my husband and me, and antiquing" the last two weirded most of the people present out. Lincoln remembered back to his old Clyde and realized that his Clyde wasn't kidding when he said without him that he'd fall into a bad crowd.
"Were going to have to search your house to find out the true extent of this whole thing" the officer said
"Yes of course," Howard said before he turned to the Lard's "and we'll fully comply to any legal action you wish to take," he said
"Thank you," Lynn Lard Sr. said with a nod. The officer wished to speak with the McBride's in private, so he leads them out of the room.
Principal Proudly could tell that Lincoln was still incredibly worked up "why don't you take your son home to cool off" she said
"Good idea, Leni could you take Lincoln home please," Lynn Sr. asked
"Sure dad"
"And son, I can tell that you're still worked up so why don't you release some of that anger in the gym"
"We have a gym?" the 3 Lard siblings asked in union
"Yes, it's the door opposite of the trophy room. How else do you think I got this physique?" and he flexed his muscles.
Leni then guided Lincoln out to the back of the school where she once again brought out her hovercraft and the two-headed home.
When they arrived back home, sure enough, opposite to the trophy room was another door "seriously how long has this been here?" Lincoln questioned, the two then entered and saw that the inside was like a local gym with weights, dumbbells, treadmill, etc.
"Wow. I always kind of thought dad stayed in shape just by how much he had to cook every day." Leni mused
Lincoln then walked over to a punching bag picturing Clyde's face on it, he punched hard it making its hook creek. Seeing this, Leni got behind the bag and held it in place, allowing Lincoln to pulverize it.
Over 2 hours had passed when Lynn Sr., Rita, Lori, and the rest of the Lard siblings arrived home. The Lard parent's headed straight to the gym to see if Lincoln was still working off his anger, to their surprise they saw that one of the two punching bags was deformed and had a hole in it, the other bag, however, which Leni was holding in place, was also badly deformed as Lincoln kept pounding it like a machine. Leni just looked exhausted as she continued to hold the deformed bag in place. Sweat was now pouring off of Lincoln's shirtless body as his now bleeding hands repeatedly pounded the bag, though he was starting to slow down.
Finally, he stopped due to exhaustion "you feel better now Lincoln?" Leni asked
"Yeah *puff* much," he said while trying to catch his breath.
Their parents then entered the room "if you don't mind me asking, what happened to my other punching bag?" Lynn Sr. asked
"Lincoln punched a hole through it" Leni explain while also subconsciously rubbing her stomach
"Once again *puff* sorry for *puff* punching *puff* you"
"It's fine. It's the bonus of having all this padding, why don't you go have a shower to cool off"
"Yeah *puff* okay" and he trudged off to his room.
The Lard parents then turned to Leni "has he seriously been punching for 2 hours straight?!" Lynn Sr. asked
"Yeah…if I'm being honest, that actually scared me, especially when his fist went through the first punching bag and hit me in the gut"
"Did he apologize?" Rita asked
"Oh yeah, he was basically on his knees begging for forgiveness" that relieved both of the Lard parents "I think the thing about this that's effected him the most is that he was best friends with that creep in his original dimension. While he was working out his anger he literally screamed out "THAT BASTARD IS WEARING MY BEST FRIENDS FACE!". He was friends with his Clyde for years, and to see another Clyde do what he did, it must have been devastating to him" the Lard parents could only agree.
The Next Day
The event that had happened yesterday had been the talk of the school, with Lincoln being praised for taking down a pervert. Lincoln had also unknowingly earned himself a tonne of brownie points with virtually every girl in school. Jordan had recorded the whole incident on her phone...which she totally didn't already have trained on the hugely muscular white-haired hottie before the incident took place. Absolutely not.
As Lincoln and his friends exited the school building for recess they were confronted by some bullies and 'cool kids' "hey Lard" Rusty said with a scowl
"Yeah?" Lincoln asked, not liking where this was going.
"Thanks to you we all got a crap tonne of detention"
"We're lucky that we didn't get suspended" Zach added
"Well, that's what you get for watching my sister's through hidden camera's" Lincoln replied calmly before he was grabbed roughly by the front of his shirt. Liam jumped in at this and grabbed Rusty's wrist
"If you know what's good for you, you'll let him go," Liam said before he was yanked off and held in a master lock by Artie, only to be freed as Ronnie Anne socked Artie across the face "thanks Ronnie"
"No problem"
"Rusty, let me go, I'm not gonna fight you"
"Yeah well my fist says different" and he punched Lincoln across the face…only for Lincoln to catch his wrist "Nice try you li...hey, let...the hell?" He grunted as he tried to pull away only for Lincoln to not even budge. "What the hell is this you fat...?" His eyes slowly traveled down the arm, traveling further as he saw that what he thought was fat very much wasn't, and to his growing horror realized Lard was a very ironic name for the guy.
The next thing he noticed was the sound of feet and a feeling of imminent death settle on his shoulders. He turned around and saw that he and his group were surrounded by...nearly every girl in the school…and they all looked mad.
"Look I don't want to fight again, buuut if you really think you can take on me and all of these pretty girls then by all means" Rusty glared at him for a minute before nodding. Lincoln let go and Rusty rubbed his wrist
"Fine, you win. This isn't..." Zach put his hand on his friend's shoulder and shook his head. Rusty looked annoyed but straightened his jacket as he and his associates left without a fuss. Lincoln looked at all of the girls with a smile
"Thanks for that girls, I didn't want this to turn ugly, though, with Rusty, anything I'd do to him would be an improvement" this made all of the girls laugh before they all swarmed him with thanks and compliments.
"...I know he deserves it, but damn. I swear, he's got to be the luckiest son of a bitch in the world," Liam said with a dreamily smiling Ronnie Anne, Sid, and Stella agreeing.