Lincoln had just woken up from another one of his awful nightmares about his family treating him like a worthless insect because of his natural-born small size. He remembered that he was currently taking the new protective suit that Lisa made for him out for a test drive until the family's pet canary, Walt, tried to eat him when he thought he was a bug for him to snack on.
"My head." Lincoln groaned. "That was some crazy dream. I must've been out for a while." Looking onto the computer screen in his helmet, the white-haired boy saw that his suit was still low on power. "Oh man! Lisa could've told me I needed to recharge this thing first." He said in irritation.
"Computer, How much power do I have left?" Lincoln asked his suit's onboard computer. "Warning! Power below 30%. Suit now operating on auxiliary power and recharging slowly." The computer answered.
"What can I do to make it back to Lisa without wasting all of my power?" He asked as he thought the suit would provide him with a good answer. "Recommendation: Refrain from using attachments that expend too much power such as rocket boots and defense shield." The computer replied. "What about the external pack?" He wondered. "External pack will not expend as much power as the rockets and shield. Suggestion: Only use when truly necessary." The computer said as Lincoln noticed that he was still shrunken to only a centimeter tall. "What about my size? Can I still grow back to my original, tiny size?" "Negative. Size module is not yet ready regrow user back to original height. Estimated wait time: 10-15 minutes." The computer's answers didn't give Lincoln much of a reason to be hopeful, but that only gave him even more motivation to get back to normal.
"Okay. All I have to do is find my way back to Lisa's room." He said with confidence. "But first, I need to find out where I landed before I blacked out." Lincoln carefully observed his surroundings and noticed there was something familiar about the scenery around him. "Hmm." He pondered. The ground he was standing on was in a dark-brownish color, with some spots on the surface feeling much softer than the other spots.
In the distance, Lincoln could see lots of tall green tree-like structures that jutted out of the ground, towering high above the white-haired little explorer as his gaze was slowly descending upward to view the entire structure before him. "Wait a minute. Is that what I think it is?" He wondered until he finally realized where he landed. "I must've fallen into a houseplant in the living room. Yeah, that's it." He said. Lincoln observed the rest of the area and confirmed that his realization was indeed correct.
Now that Lincoln found out that he currently resided in the pot of the living room houseplant, he still needed a way to get back to Lisa's room. However, even with this realization, Lincoln still had trouble finding the silver lining to his current predicament. He couldn't grow himself back to normal yet and his suit was still low on power, all in all, the situation seemed pretty hopeless.
Lincoln walked around the dirt floor of the flower pot until he reached the end of it. The only problem was that even though the climb up to the top of the pot's edge wasn't too hard for him, even with his extra-reduced stature, it would still be next to impossible for him to make it back to Lisa's room with his rocket boots. Lincoln sat down at the bottom of it with his back against the wall. He sighed in defeat as he couldn't find a way to escape the hardship that Lisa's so-called 'generous' gift has put him through.
"How am I ever going to make it back to Lisa?" He asked pouting in defeat. "I'll bet she was just using me to test another one of her crazy experiments. Yeah that's it." He said in annoyance. But that soon came to an end as he remembered something else about the suit. "Wait a minute. Didn't Lisa mention that this thing had a...Communicator watch!" He said as his hope started coming back when he looked at his wrist com.
"I hope this thing works." He said as he started using his watch to contact Lisa, and to his relief, it worked. "Lincoln. Can you hear me?" Lisa asked from the communicator's screen. "Lisa! Oh thank goodness!" He said in relief. "So how's the beta test of your new protective sheathing transpiring? I hope that it's to your liking." Lisa asked with a smug grin as Lincoln was not happy with the way she asked him.
"I'll tell you how it's been. You know, it would've been really helpful if you told me this thing needed a recharge before I put it on!" Lincoln angrily scolded Lisa, which brought the matter to the young genius' attention as she realized her mistake. "Oh my! My apologies Lincoln. I'm afraid I neglected to inform you that the suit has a limited power supply and will slowly run on its auxiliary energy when it hasn't been recharge after a certain period." Lisa said feeling embarrassed by her mistake.
"Well, you'd better be able to fix that when you find me." Lincoln said sternly. "Of course elder brother. So, where are you right now?" She asked. "I'm in the-," "Lincoln! Where are you you little pest?!" Lincoln was cut off as a loud and terrifyingly familiar voice caught his attention. The voice was so loud that Lisa couldn't hear whether Lincoln gave an answer or not. "What was that, Lincoln? I don't think I heard you clearly." Lisa said right before her screen went dark.
As Lincoln was calling Lisa, the sudden startle Lincoln felt caused him to flinch and accidentally turn off his wrist com as his arm hit his chest. "Lisa? Lisa! Come on!" Lincoln panicked as his communicator stopped working. "Oh man. Must've gotten damaged after that scream scared me." He said.
Lincoln was afraid of the voice coming for him but he climbed up to the edge of the flower pot anyway. He looked around the living room only to see that his fears were true. It was none other than Lola who shouted for him. She had an angry and determined look on her face as she was now searching every nook & cranny of the living room for the shrunken, white-haired boy.
Lola kept searching for any sign of her little, older brother and she certainly was determined, that much was for sure. She looked under the furniture, in-between the sofa cushions, behind the television, and even in the fireplace, but she still couldn't find him anywhere. Lola was about to lose her temper until she saw her rocker and comedian older sisters sitting on the couch. "Hey! Have any of you guys seen Lincoln anywhere?" She asked them in an angry tone.
"Sorry Lola. Haven't seen our little bro anywhere today." Luna answered. "Yeah. Neither have I." Luan added to Luna's response.
"Well if you do see him, tell him that I'm still looking for him. And I'm not happy!" She shouted, causing Luan and Luna to flinch in fear at her sudden outburst.
Lola started walking back to the stairs. Lincoln peeked his head above the top of the flower pot, noticing that Lola was coming closer to him as she was about to walk right next to the pot. The direction Lola was coming from gave Lincoln an idea, one that he'd hope wouldn't have any consequences.
Lincoln now stood at the top of the edge of the flower pot. From there, he could see the large form of his princess of a sister walking perpendicular to his current position. Readying himself with a running start and standing at the back edge of the rim of the pot, Lincoln was waiting for Lola to get close enough so that he could put his plan into action. "Wait for it." He said eagerly. "Wait for it." A few more seconds and Lola was just about close enough for him to make his move. "Now!" He shouted and ran from the back edge of the rim to the other end.
Lola's head was now right in front of Lincoln and with a strong thrust of his tiny legs, the tiny boy made a daring leap from the edge of the flower pot's rim all the way to the wall of blonde that was Lola's hair. Trying to make a last-minute effort in the nick of time, Lincoln hastily grabbed onto a tuft of Lola's hair the moment he was close enough to it. However, the fear of falling caused him to shut his eyes in fear if he missed his target. Fortunately, that wasn't the case as he nervously opened his eyes to see that he safely made it to his goal, tightly grabbing hold onto the blonde tree that was one of Lola's hair follicles.
Lincoln didn't want to risk falling if he lost his grip due to Lola's footsteps so he climbed across the hair that he grabbed and made his way onto the top of Lola's head. Once he was far enough in, Lincoln then let go of the hair and let himself slide down it, landing onto the surface of Lola's scalp.
"Wow. What a ride that was." He said, finally regaining his composure after the hardship he just faced. Lincoln looked around and all he could see was a forest of gigantic golden trees that went on for miles. He was indeed on Lola's scalp surrounded by her golden-blonde hair. "Wow. So this is what hair looks like up close." Lincoln said in astonishment, noting how the hair follicles looked more detailed like trees trunks from his current perspective.
Turning to the reader, "You know, this wouldn't be the first time I've had to travel by getting a free ride from my sisters." Lincoln recalled the times that his sisters have been his main method of long-distance transportation. "With my size, it's normally not safe for me to leave the house, well, on my own that is. I learned that lesson the hard way," he said, remembering the time he ventured into the backyard by himself, only to be trampled over by Lynn kicking her soccer ball around. Lincoln shuddered at the reminder.
"But whenever I do leave the house to go somewhere far away, my sisters have always been there to carry me around and keep me safe. And I do mean 'carry.'" He said air-quoting the term 'carry' in that statement. "My sisters not only protect me inside the house, but outside of it too. And anytime I go out, they always find some way to take me with them without being noticed," he noted with a thankful smile.
Lincoln recalled some of the times when his sisters took him out of the house and kept him hidden from prying eyes. There were moments when some of his sisters carried him in their travel bags, such as when Leni goes shopping at the mall and carries him around in her purse like a little toy poodle. It gives Leni so much joy knowing that she always has her brother with her, both literally and figuratively.
And if it isn't a travel case, then he's probably riding on their very person. Lincoln's usually been seen riding in the pockets of his sisters' clothes (if their women's clothes have any pockets for him to ride in). As for right now, this wouldn't be the first time Lincoln's ever ridden on his sisters' heads. He's stood on the scalp of a select few of his sisters at least once or twice each. Sometimes Lana either takes Lincoln in the front pocket of her overalls or has him ride on top of her head, hidden right under her hat where nobody can see him. Usually with Lana, riding on her head isn't so bad, despite her messy hair and the smell of her hat, but other than that, riding Lana is a walk in the park.
And speaking walks in the park, that's what it felt like for Lincoln right now as he trekked through the golden forest on the head of his "little" sister. Lincoln walked around Lola's hair noting how small he felt right now compared to his usual, diminished size. However, even though Lincoln was sometimes uncomfortable on Lana's head, Lola's scalp felt a tad nicer in comparison.
Lola's hair was more tamed than Lana's, which made Lincoln feel a bit safer. Additionally, Lincoln could also smell a lot of pleasant aromas all around him. "Wow. Lola's hair smells really nice. She must use a lot of good quality hair products," Lincoln said, soothed by the fragrant aromas given off by Lola's hair follicles.
"Okay. Enough of that. I've gotta see where Lola's headed," Lincoln said. He started climbing up one of the blonde hairs in front of him to get a better view of his would-be destination. As soon as he made it to the top of the hair tree, Lincoln saw that Lola was just about to reach the top of the stairs. She was probably going back to her bedroom, at least, that's what Lincoln was hoping for.
But as soon as Lola reached the top of the stairs, instead of turning right from Lynn and Lucy's room to get to her room, she turned left, much to Lincoln's surprise. "What the? Where's she going?!" Lincoln asked in shock. Lincoln in the direction of where was walking, only to become worried by where she was headed, straight towards the bathroom.
"Uh oh. She's heading for the bathroom. That's something I'd rather not see," Lincoln said desperate to find some way for him to escape. He slid down Lola's hair to land back on her scalp. "Come on. Come on, jet boots. Work!" Lincoln tried to kick his jet boots on to start their rockets and fly off of Lola to get to safety. Unfortunately, there was still no response from them, leading to him becoming more agitated that Lisa put him in this situation. "Oh, come on. Dang it! Lisa!" Lincoln shouted as he kicked the hair follicle that he just climbed and cursed Lisa for this. What he didn't know, though, was that his kick scratched across Lola's scalp, giving it a minor irritation.
It was then that Lola suddenly stopped in her tracks, her eyes widening in confusion as she felt a tiny itchy feeling on the top of her head. At first, she ignored it, but then it started to really bother her. This was because Lincoln was so angry by Lisa's invention bugging out on him that he kept on ranting about it and stomping around on the scalp for another few minutes until it was out of his system.
Lola could feel every stomp and scratch that Lincoln gave her head and couldn't ignore it anymore. So she decided to turn around and go back to her room. "Oh. Itchy!" she complained. "I hope none of Lana's nasty bugs got in my hair. Because if they did, she's gonna get it!" Lola said in anger. As she walked to get back to her room, she lifted her hand and decided to scratch the itch.
Lincoln suddenly looked up to notice that the ceiling that was miles above him, from where he currently stood, was spinning all of a sudden and the light that he saw pass by from before was coming back. In a second, he realized what was actually happening. "Lola must be turning back. Yes! I'm saved! Now, I can get back to Lisa and..." Lincoln's train of thought came to a stop when he heard something strange in the distance. "Huh. What's that noise?" He looked around as he felt the floor of the scalp shaking. And there was a strange scratching noise coming from far away.
But then, his confusion quickly turned to worry once he heard the sound growing louder and coming closer to him. The blonde hairs started shaking and rustling as well as Lincoln started to notice something else appearing from between the thick blonde forest. "What the?" he said as it started to become clear to him.
Four gigantic pink pillars appeared from between the hairs and were heading straight in Lincoln's direction. "Uh oh," Lincoln said and quickly turned around to get away from the pink entities that could easily crush him. Lincoln then realized his mistake with his ranting on Lisa. "Oh man. All that running around I did must've irritated Lola's scalp. What was I thinking?!" he said in a panic as he ran.
Lincoln kept running away from Lola's gloved fingers as fast as he could, but with their difference in size and the fact that he was still the size of a flea instead of his usual height of 3 inches, it was next to impossible for him to keep a big distance between them. Lincoln turned his head to look back only to quickly look forward again once he saw how much closer the fingers were to him.
"Dang it! I can't outrun them!" Lincoln screamed while still running. And to make matters worse, he was beginning to run out of energy as he felt his legs start to tire out. "Oh no! I can't...I can't...Wait! I know!" Lincoln was beginning to lose all the energy his little legs had left. So, in the nick of time, he came up with a new plan to save himself.
Once he was at a good enough distance from his little sister's fingers, Lincoln stopped in place and then turned around to face the long, pink, titans coming toward him with a determined look on his face. "Wait for it. Wait for it." Lincoln stood his ground until they got close enough to him. "NOW!" he shouted, and with a mighty jump, Lincoln leaped onto one of them, holding on as best as he could to the fabric of Lola's pageant gloves. "Whew. That was a close one. I guess this what it's like for head lice," the tiny boy said in relief as he held on just waiting for Lola to take her fingers off of her head.
Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long. "Whoa!," Lincoln said while maintaining a tight grip on the glove fabric as Lola's fingers left the surface of her scalp. Lincoln was shocked as the blonde hair forest that he was just exploring moments ago faded into the simple, blonde landscape that was Lola's hairdo. As Lola lifted her fingers off of her head and gently brought her hand back down to her waist, Lincoln felt like he was on a roller coaster since Lola's simple movements were more like thrill rides for someone of his stature.
"Ehh, probably just a little bug. It was nothing," Lola said brushing her itch off as nothing of her concern. But to Lincoln, her loud voice reverberated in his ears, for someone at his size, a normal person's voice is more like the scream from 100 Lunas playing their guitars on full blast. It was so loud that Lincoln just couldn't take much more and just had to cover his ears. But that was a big mistake, one that he didn't anticipate until it was too late. "Oh no," Lincoln said, realizing that he just let go of the glove fabric.
"Ahh!" the boy screamed as he fell from Lola's gloved finger and began to plummet toward the floor right next to her feet. If that happens, then Lola could easily step on Lincoln whether she knew it or not.
"Ahhh! This is bad! What do I-" Lincoln panicked while in free-fall, which wouldn't take too long at his regular size since the distance between the floor and Lola's fingers wasn't too much, but unfortunately, at his current size, the fall felt like it would take much longer. "I hope this works," Lincoln said as he desperately tried to save himself by pressing his suit's yellow button to see if he could get something out of his pack to save himself.
But as he kept pressing the button to hope for a miracle, the computer kept warning him that it would waist too much power. But at this point, all Lincoln cared about was saving himself, "I don't care computer! Activate the pack! Now!" Lincoln kept pushing the button until his prayers for help were answered just in the nick of time.
"Whoa! Whew," Lincoln was at first surprised, but then had his shock replaced with relief as he saw that he was saved by a parachute that sprung up from his pack, enabling a soft and safe landing on the floor. "Man, cut it a little close there," he wiped the sweat off of his forehead as he suddenly felt the ground shake around him. Lincoln turned around to see that Lola was heading back into her room and slammed her door in anger, "I'll find you Lincoln and when I do, you'll be sorry!" Lola shouted as she slammed her bedroom door shut, with the gust from the slam blowing Lincoln and tumbling him right into the bottom of Lisa's door.
"Eh, she'll get over it," Lincoln said standing up, unfazed by Lola's outburst. "Now to get back to Lisa." But before Lincoln could slide himself under Lisa's bedroom door, Lincoln's suit computer gave him another warning, one that he really didn't make his current predicament any better, that's for sure.
"Warning! Recent use of pack parachute has expended 20% of remaining energy. All auxiliary power has been depleted," the computer said, and Lincoln realized what this meant for his current size problem. "Unable to regrow user back to original size." And that was, as the saying goes, the straw that broke the camel's back. "What?! You can't be serious! I'm stuck the size of a dust mite!" Lincoln shouted very unsatisfied with how things turned out.
He slid under the door into the bedroom of his two youngest sisters. He was, at the very least, happy to see the giant Lily still playing with her blocks, and quite relieved to see that Lisa was still in her room working on her experiments. "Okay. I'm too small for Lisa to hear, so how can I get her attention?" Lincoln wondered out loud until he remembered his communicator, hoping that it would still work with his suit drained of its power.
He turned on the com-link hoping for Lisa to answer, "Hey, Lisa. Can you hear me? It's Lincoln," Lincoln tried to contact her, but all he got on it was static and a notice saying 'Not enough power for Communication. We apologize in advance.' "Oh come on!" he shouted in annoyance. "So now, I'm stuck at this puny size and I can't even contact Lisa for help. That's just wonderful!" he complained in complete annoyance.
But in a split second, his anger was replaced with a melancholy tone and sighed in sadness as he saw what happened and what his first mistake was: trusting one of his sisters. "Why me?" he sighed. "Why is it that my sisters always make my life a living nightmare because of my tiny size? Honestly, am I really just a plaything for their sick amusement?" he said sadly as he sat on the floor.
"Why couldn't I have been born a normal-sized person like all of them? It's just not fair." Lincoln continued sitting in his current spot, miffed by the fact that his sisters have once again thrown him into hot water. However, he soon felt the ground shake once more, except that this time, it was much lighter than when he felt it coming from Lola.
It was coming from the wobbly steps of the adorable infant of the family, Lily. Lincoln looked up as even his baby sister towered over him like he was just a bug. But from the way she was looking down at him with her trademark, baby smile, Lincoln was beginning to think that this little baby would be his savior. It seemed like he was right as the baby girl saw Lincoln on the ground and grew ecstatic by his tiny appearance.
"Buggy!" Lily said in her usual underdeveloped baby tongue. And with that one word, all of Lincoln's hopes for survival quickly went out the window. "What did she say?" Lincoln asked nervously as he saw Lily lift her foot above him. Lincoln immediately ran away from Lily's incoming foot as it impacted with the floor. "Oh great. Now Lily wants to squish me!" Lincoln said running away from the giant baby that was now toddling after him.
With their size difference, even Lily was faster than her big brother. "Buggy! Buggy!" Lily kept saying as she followed Lincoln around the bedroom like she was just playing with one of her toys again. "I know I said before that I liked it when Lily plays with me like a toy sometimes, but running from her to avoid being squished like a bug is not one of those times," he said to the reader.
Lincoln ran around and Lily was starting to catch up to him until he saw something that could keep him safe. And his salvation came in the form of Lily's tall fortress of toy building blocks. "Aha! The building blocks! She can't get me in there. I hope." Lincoln ran through a small gap between the bottom blocks, finding himself incased in the darkness that the tower provided himself on the inside.
But that didn't last long as Lily toppled the tower over and knocked all the blocks down into a pile. Lincoln was fortunate enough to not get crushed under the falling blocks and dug his head out of the pile completely unharmed. However, while Lincoln wasn't crushed by the pile, his suit was greatly damaged from the amount of plastic that fell on him and, much to Lincoln's horror, the suit broke into pieces, leaving Lincoln vulnerable.
"Oh no! You've gotta be kidding me!" he screamed. However, his gaze shifted upward in time to notice the gigantic baby towering above him while he just became completely defenseless. "Buggy! Yum!" Lily said. "Did she say yum? Oh no." Lincoln's fear crept up on him as he could already picture what was going to happen next from just those two little words.
"Lisa! Help!" Lincoln screamed thinking that Lisa would've noticed it when the blocks fell, but that wasn't going to happen as he was shocked to see her listening to music on her headphones while conducting her experiments. "Oh come on!"
Lincoln then looked up to see Lily reaching her hand down to pick him up off the floor. "Uh oh. I gotta get. Out of. Here. Oh no," Lincoln panicked as he struggled to move but couldn't go anywhere with the weight of the blocks pinning him there. Lincoln then panicked even more as Lily's baby hand reached down and grabbed his entire body from out of the blocks.
Her pudgy, baby fingers wrapped around the tiny boy and closed into a fist, trapping Lincoln inside so that all he could see was darkness, which is what he was currently heading for. Lily giggled as she brought the closed fist up to her face and then slightly opened it to see the prize that she just caught.
Lincoln's entire field of vision was blocked by Lily's smiling face, which filled him with even more terror as he heard the sound of her giant baby laughter from the gaping maw that wanted him in it. "Lily! It's me, Lincoln! I'm not a bug!" Lincoln screamed to the towering infant but even with how close he was to her height right now, all the baby could hear were muffled squeaks, whose funny, squeaky sound only delighted her more.
It was at this moment that Lincoln was just about ready to give up. Lily closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide with her big baby smile, and to Lincoln's great terror, he was heading straight for that gaping, toothless, drooling cave that was his baby sister's mouth.
"No Lily! Don't eat me!" he screamed as he could see Lily's tongue getting closer as it wanted to taste him. To Lincoln, her tongue was like a giant red behemoth that was sitting there waiting for him to become its next victim. "No, Lily! You can't! I'm not food!" Lincoln came closer and saw the dark abyss of Lily's throat come into view, it was like a black hole that would suck him in and take him to his final destination, Lily's stomach.
Lily just smiled that whole time, like she was enjoying Lincoln struggling in vain to be free. It was as if she knew it was him and still wanted to eat him, like he wasn't even her brother anymore. "No, Lily! No! No! NOOOO!" And with Lincoln's last cry for help, the little baby girl released her grip on him and tossed him into her colossal mouth.
Lincoln was tossed around on Lily's tongue, drenched in her baby saliva, trying not to fall into the dark pit residing behind the red monster that was currently savoring his taste for the infant to enjoy, and boy did she really enjoy it.
"Mmm," Lily hummed in delight as the taste of the 'bug' she just threw into her mouth was bringing her so much joy. It seemed that Lincoln wasn't just tiny but delicious as well. "Lily, stop! Help me!" Lincoln yelled as he was being thrown around Lily's big mouth, getting thrown back and forth between her cheeks, pinned under her giant tongue, and eventually, once Lily had enough of the flavor of her minuscule brother, was about to throw him to the back of her mouth. "Oh no," Lincoln said as he could see his final exit coming up.
"Lily, no!" he shouted as the tongue shifted and threw him to the back of her mouth. But luckily, before Lincoln could fall into the dark abyss below, just like what happened with Lucy and her popcorn, he grabbed onto Lily's uvula and held on for dear life. "Not again. I don't want to be eaten! Why is it so hard for everyone to understand that I am not food?!" And once again, Lincoln found himself about to be a tasty morsel for one of his sisters.
He kept trying to hold on to the uvula, but unlike the time with Lucy's mouth, Lily's had more saliva in it, making it much harder for Lincoln to not lose his grip on it. Lily was beginning to cough a little bit as Lincoln grabbed her uvula, but that didn't stop her from trying to swallow him. "No. I'm not gonna be a snack," Lincoln said while struggling to keep his grip as Lily tilted her head back, opening her pharynx where Lincoln would soon fall through. He kept holding the uvula for just a few more seconds until... "Ahhh!"
*gulp*
"Mmm," Lily hummed again satisfied with the taste of the 'bug' that she just swallowed. That's right. It finally happened. Lincoln was not only reduced to the size of a pea, but now, he has just been swallowed alive by his youngest sister, whom he thought was the only sister that he could trust to not treat him like an unfeeling, nameless toy. But it seems he was wrong.
He tried to fight it, but it was no use. He fell down Lily's esophagus, feeling the baby's throat muscles squeezing him, only to be soothed by the sound of her beating heart. But even that gentle heartbeat wasn't enough to make this situation any less scary. And in a few seconds, Lincoln could see it. The very sphincter that opened up, leading him to the last place he would ever see. Lily's stomach.
"Ahh!" Lincoln screamed as he started falling from the esophagus straight into the green ocean of gastric juices below, where he expected the worst. Lincoln covered his eyes in terror as the very thought crossed his mind, being digested in the bowels of his baby sister.
*splash*
"Help! HELP!" Lincoln cried out as he fell into the stomach acid and then resurfaced only to scream in terror at the realization of what was happening right now. This time, he didn't make it out of the mouth and survive like he did with Lucy, and he definitely wasn't just dreaming this like when he recently dreamt of his mom eating him. This was real. He was truly reduced to nothing more than a tasty snack for his baby sister, and just like any food that gets eaten, he has been swallowed and will never be seen again.
While crying out and flailing his arms in the river of the Lily's gut, the thoughts raced in his head as he was finally ready to accept what just happened. "So this is it. I know what I am now. I'm not a human being. I'm just a small, tiny insect. And now, here I am, reduced to a piece of food for a baby to enjoy. Well, I guess that's it for me. Good bye Lily, I'm glad that I at least made you happy," Lincoln monologued sadly with tears coming out of his eyes as he decided to just stop fighting it in vain and just let his baby sister turn him into her treat instead of her brother.
Lincoln closed his eyes as he let himself sink into the acidic pit and allowed the digestive juices to work their magic on him, digesting and burning his body away to be made into nutrients to feed the baby's body. He sulked in the acids just waiting for them to reduce him into paste, expecting to be melted and feel a painful burning sensation on his body. However, that didn't appear to be the case.
Lincoln was still in the acid waiting a few more minutes to be digested, but to his shock and surprise, he opened his eyes to notice that nothing was happening to him. He rose back up to the surface of the acid and realized that he was perfectly fine. "Huh? What's going on? How come I'm not getting digested?" he wondered out loud. He looked around the stomach and saw that everything else around him, the mashed up baby food that Lily recently ate, was all being melted by the acids, and he wondered why that wasn't happening to him.
"I don't get it. Everything in here is getting digested except me. What's up with that?" Lincoln pondered the matter for a few more seconds until the thought finally struck his mind. "Wait a minute. If my body can't be harmed by any kind of impact or force, then does this mean that I'm also indigestible and can't even be harmed when I'm inside someone's body either?" he asked.
He gasped in shock at the realization. "Of course. That's exactly what this means. I can't be harmed. Now my sisters can step on me, or squeeze me in their arms, or even eat me and I can take it head on! I'm indestructible! Ah ha ha ha!" Lincoln shouted in victory raising his fists up high and laughed with a sense of triumph. But apparently, Lily still couldn't hear his muffled screams from inside her stomach.
"Okay. That felt good," he said as he got his enthusiastic feeling out of his system. "Now that I know I can't be harmed, how am I supposed to get out of here?" Lincoln said trying to find some way out of his baby sister's belly. He knew he couldn't climb the stomach walls to get back up to her throat, and he also didn't want to go out the natural way as it would be too disgusting for his taste. With no safe, and less gross, way out, Lincoln found himself stuck and decided to wait for something to happen that could be his means of escape.
As Lincoln was trying to come up with a plan, Lily was playing with her blocks again while Lisa was still doing her experiments, without her headphones on, that is. Once Lisa turned around to see her baby sister playing, however, she noticed something on the floor. It was small but it gave a small energy reading that appeared on her devices. "What's this?" Lisa wondered as she noticed the energy reading.
She went over to Lily's block pile and used her magnifying glass to get a closer look at what was lying in the blocks. "What the?!" To Lisa's shock, she discovered the broken remains of the suit she gave Lincoln but was even more perplexed at the fact that Lincoln was nowhere in sight. "This is the suit I made for Lincoln, what happened to it?" she asked in concern.
Lisa then detected something else on her devices. "It's a good thing I also coated Lincoln's suit with a special residue. That way if he ever takes it off or loses it, I can still find him if he gets lost from it," Lisa noted as she used her tracker to find the trail of residue that acted as a homing beacon to find Lincoln. "Now where is he?" The tracker directed her close to Lily and said that that was where her brother currently resides.
Lisa was a bit confused when the tracker pointed to Lily, though. She thought it was a malfunction until her device pointed directly toward Lily's chest. "Hmm. Strange. Why would this thing say that Lincoln is-?" Lisa wondered for a second until she finally realized what it meant. "*gasp* Oh no." Lisa ran over to Lily and used her scanner again, confirming that her fears were true as they showed Lincoln was really inside Lily's stomach.
Lisa couldn't say anything because she didn't want to scare Lily by telling her that she just ate her 'big' brother. "Holy mother of Einstein! It's true!" she said in a panic. "I've gotta get Lincoln out of there. But how?" the young genius wondered until an idea came to her. One that she hoped would safely eject Lincoln from the prison that he was currently in.
Lisa ran downstairs leaving the baby alone in her room. She grabbed Lily's baby bottle and filled it with milk in hopes that it would get her to burp Lincoln out of her stomach. Lisa then ran back upstairs with the bottle in hand and presented it to the infant. "Here you go, youngest sibling. You look rather thirsty, I must say," Lisa said, offering the bottle to Lily, who proceeded to drink it and quickly chug it down.
Lincoln was still swimming around aimlessly in Lily's stomach acid, strangely finding it quite relaxing. "Hmm. You know this isn't so bad. It's like I'm in a swimming pool," he said to the reader. "But of course, that doesn't mean I actually like it when I get swallowed though. Even if it doesn't hurt me, I still don't like to do it often, that's for sure." Lincoln then felt a drop fall on his head. "Huh?" he said, looking up to see a white liquid dripping from the sphincter.
"Is that milk?" Lincoln said as the milk Lily was drinking poured into her stomach, showering him with it. He was disgusted by it but then saw something happening in the stomach acid. It started bubbling and gurgling, like it was gas. And that's exactly what it was as Lily drank the milk down and gave herself the urge to burp. In doing so, Lincoln was caught in a gas bubble himself and rose back up from the sphincter into Lily's mouth.
Lily let out a big belch from the milk, and in the process, threw Lincoln out of her mouth and back into the outside world. Luckily for him, Lisa also managed to find him and safely catch him in her hand as the bubble popped. "I hope you had a fun beta-test of my suit, Lincoln," Lisa said to the shrunken boy in her hand, but was soon shocked to see the angry look on her brother's face. Lisa quickly realized that Lincoln was not happy at all with how things turned out on his test run. She sighed in shame and decided to make it right with him. "Okay, Lincoln. I see that look. I greatly apologize for putting you in such a situation," Lisa apologized but noticed that Lincoln still had that angry look.
"Oh right. I'll get you back to your original size. No problem." Lisa brought Lincoln over to her desk and put him on top of it. "Now don't move, Lincoln. I have just the thing." She then pulled something out of her pocket. "This here is the shrinking module that I picked up from the remains of your suit, and by recharging it, it'll definitely get you back to your old size."
Lisa placed the device into the charging station, allowing it to recharge with enough power to get Lincoln back to his true stature. He stepped under the module and allowed Lisa to apply it to him, returning him to his original size of 2 inches. "That's better," Lincoln said in relief.
"Now Lisa. About the suit," Lincoln said, sounding unsatisfied in his tone. "I know. I should've told you. That suit was really a prototype that I wanted you to test," Lisa answered with a nervous smile, fearing that Lincoln would be even angrier once he learned the truth.
"So you were just using me as a guinea pig for one of your crazy experiments? Again?!" Lincoln exclaimed. "Yes," Lisa answered sadly. "I'm sorry, elder brother. I didn't expect it to go so bad," Lisa apologized.
"Why did you even say yes anyway?" she asked. "Because I really thought you actually wanted to help me. And do something nice for me," Lincoln answered.
"Everyone else in this house just likes to abuse me and treat me like a plaything that they can do anything they want with and even hurt me when they think I can't offer any resistance, all because I was born...like this," Lincoln sadly said as he gestured to his whole self, making Lisa realize what he meant. "Oh. I see," Lisa said as she could now understand why Lincoln thought she was being nice to him.
"Lisa do you think of me as just a toy because I'm so tiny?" Lincoln asked. "Of course not, Lincoln. I love you, really." But Lincoln didn't believe her and folded his arms in disbelief. "Look, Lincoln. It was wrong of me to use you for my experiments like that and even more wrong of me to not consider your safety first. Can you give me another chance, please?" Lisa asked.
Lincoln thought about it and looked at Lisa's face to see that she really did feel bad about putting him in harm's way, so he decided to let her have another chance. "Well, okay Lisa. I guess I could give you another chance," Lincoln said. And immediately, Lisa's face became happy as her brother forgave her for her mistake.
"Thank you, Lincoln. And don't worry, because I'll get to work on making you a new suit. And it will be better than before," Lisa said but then looked to see that Lincoln's angry face returned. "And I'll make sure that it's completely safe for you and that it won't require any recharging so that it doesn't die out at the most inopportune moments," she promised sheepishly.
"Okay, Lis. I can live with that," Lincoln said with his happy face back, finally satisfied with Lisa's promise. Lisa was about to hug Lincoln but then she smelled something on him and backed away. "Oh my, Lincoln. You smell atrocious," she said. Lincoln then smelled himself and saw that she was right. "You're right. Probably from being in Lily's belly," Lincoln said as they heard Lily giggle from behind them.
"Don't worry, elder brother, I'll have you cleaned up in a jiffy," Lisa said as she carried Lincoln to the bathroom to get the smell off of him. Lincoln was swimming in the sink as Lisa scrubbed him down to get rid of the fowl smell of stomach bile on him. "So you'll really make me a better suit, Lisa?" Lincoln asked. "Yep. And don't worry, Lincoln. I promise this suit will actually be worth it for you." Lincoln trusted Lisa this time and gave her a comforting smile.
After Lincoln was cleaned, Lisa took him back to her room to get his specks for his new suit done. "Woo! That's enough excitement for me for one day," Lincoln sighed. Lisa then placed Lincoln back on her desk. "I agree. And for the record, Lincoln, I don't see you as a plaything. And that's because you're not. You're my big brother no matter what size you are," Lisa said earning another smile from Lincoln as she got to work on his suit. 'Thanks, Lisa. You're the best,' Lincoln thought and even though he didn't say it out loud, Lisa could tell that that was what he was thinking right now.