It was not at all unusual for Lynn to barge right into Lincoln's room without knocking. It was something that bothered Lincoln a little, but it was also something that he was willing to live with. He had become fairly used to it over the years, and ever since he and Lynn had began to spend their time alone together experimenting with one another in naughty ways it had been taking on a bit of Pavlovian conditioning for the boy. So even though his face frowned deeply and his voice said "Lynn!" in a surprised and frustrated tone, in his startled mind his voice was saying "Lynn" in a surprised and very happy tone.
"Heeey Stinkcoln" Lynn taunted and booty bumped Lincoln's bedroom door shut behind her. "Guess what I have" she goaded, making a face like a cat that caught a mouse. "...what is it?" Lincoln asked, suspiciously side eyeing his older sister who had her hands behind her back and was rocking her hips back and forth with nervous energy. "Are you going to throw a football at me or something?" he asked preparing to raise his arms in defense. "Ha! No, not like you'd catch it anyway" she teased, "No, I found something you have to see. It's kinda gross, but you're the only person I can share it with and I have GOT to show this to somebody"
"Well if it's gross I don't want to see it." Lincoln responded, but never the less he was beginning to become intrigued. The mischievous look plastered onto his sister's face was luring him in slowly but surely. "W-what is it anyway?" he finally asked. Lynn's smile widened into a grin as she held out her hands and revealed what she had smuggled into her brother's room. "Luan's camcorder?" Lincoln wondered aloud. "Yes dummy" Lynn snorted, "It's not what it is that you have to see, it's what's inside it."
Lynn checked the lock on the door by giving the handle a quick jiggle, the knob held stubbornly and refused to turn. Then, with way too much power, she turned and jumped onto Lincoln's bed rocking it hard against the wall with a slam. "Lynn!" Lincoln exclaimed as the force of her landing bounced him up off of his mattress and caused the two siblings bodies to crash into one another. Arms and legs flailed wildly as the two longtime sibling rivals instinctively entered into play-fight combat. Lynn was still holding the camcorder so she was at a disadvantage and uncharacteristically called off her brother, submitting to a minor defeat. "Ok ok Lincoln, I'm sorry!" she chuckled, "Cut it out you wimp, there'll be time to wrestle later" she said, her grin wider than ever and her eyes dancing playfully. "Give me that laptop you use to video chat with Ronnie." She demanded curtly.
"How do you know what I do with my laptop?" Lincoln asked in a suspicious tone. "The same way I know about what's on this camcorder" Lynn responded. "My roommate is a spooky creep" she answered, grabbing Lincoln's laptop from his hands and sitting it in her lap, "now get ready to see a side of Luan you didn't know existed."