The Loud House: Future Love Run Amok!

by TotCall720

Three years into the future and things are going to be shaken up, big time. New forbidden relationships emerge as Lincoln struggles to find out what's going on with the nature of the older Loud sisters still at home, and with himself. The ball gets rolling with Luna, and spirals from here. Potential Harem in the future. Reviews, PM feedback and critique strongly desired. Thank you!

5. Chapter 5

Chapter 5: For you and…I…and Buses, Games, and Dinner

Saturday, October 26, 2019

12:31 PM in the afternoon.

Luna tried unsuccessfully to pull Lincoln up, still crying into his knees as she was herself breaking down. Both mopes of the ninth degree, falling apart, Luna the only one having any edge in terms of fortitude after her therapeutic musical immersion time giving her some recharge. It was still difficult as hell for her to maintain her composure in front of this weeping heap form that was her brother. The musical charge was draining rapidly inside her.

"I….I gotta pull myself together…I can't let Lincoln turn into this. I'd never forgive myself again," Luna thought, a hiccup following from both her and Lincoln back-to-back.

"Come on! Stay strong Luna…for Lincoln," she monologued internally. She tried talking to Lincoln in a single sentence as best she could, it coming out in choked stutters under her convulsed, stressed throat.

"Linc…..Lincoln….come on bro….please get…..get up for me…please…for me?"

Lincoln's body shook still, but managed to give one big, quivering motion to concede, slowly trying to find his feet again and pull his severely drained, emotionally shattered psyche back together again.

As Luna pulled him up, she suddenly collapsed, her legs now getting weak from feeling her brother break down before her very eyes. Lincoln slightly fell on his legs, now partly on a sniveling, struggling Luna.

She did this she thought; she had to make it right, whatever it took.

"Lincoln….please…I can't….not while you're crying."

Lincoln suddenly coughed, halting his tepid low crying, giving Luna a bit more strength to pull him up again, struggling to anchor their bodies under themselves as she slowly led him to her bedroom, him wiping his fists against his boiling hot, tear-stained cheeks and face. He tried getting his breathing under control slowly, though it was still erratic and ill-paced.

Luna sat him down on Luan's bunk bed and sat next to him, smiling with tears in her eyes while telling herself to get bloody control and be strong for Lincoln's sake.

She put her hand on his shoulder as he looked down towards his feet, seemingly unable to look at her. This really hurt Luna's heart, but she'd have to fight the urge to break down for another time. This wasn't her time anymore; she had that a little while ago. This was Lincoln's time, and just as he was there emotionally last night in the theater and the hallway, she'd be here for him now.

Lincoln seemed to get a bit more control in his sniveling as Luna let him simmer and catch himself. She put her other hand under his mouth, lifting his chin to adjust his eyes to meet her eyes, both teary, Lincoln's more red and vulnerable…broken.

"Lincoln bro….please….was…is this about last night?"

Lincoln nodded no, then added, "….not….not entirely."

"Bro, what can I do to help? Anything dude."

"Luna….no…no one can help me…cause I broke you….I messed you up. I'm messed up… I can't forgive myself…"

"Lincoln, you're not messed up for what happened last night….and you never broke me….that's just who I am."

"Wh…what?"

"Bro…come here," Luna said, pulling Lincoln into a soft, gentle hug as he laid his head on her soft breasts, getting a soothing, welcome spine-tingling sensation of listening to Luna's heart beat.

"You could never do anything to me Lincoln. I'll….I'll always love you, no matter what."

"But Luna….that music you were listening to….it was beautiful….your singing…what, whatever you were doing with the music….conducting or flowing with it….Luna, that was one of the most beautiful things I've seen. Luna…you were…tragic….I heard you say you were like Shin Gojira….I could feel you Luna….your fear….your tragedy…lost…a monste-"

Before Lincoln could finish, he choked up, his throat rippling from still being locked in this mode. Luna could think of only one thing to snap him out of this funk…though she was terrified that it might back-fire big time on her…but given the situation, she had no alternatives.

"Lincoln….Lincoln…listen, please?" Luna asked in a soothing wet voice, Lincoln nodding, holding off his sobbing. Luna took a deep, long preparatory breath.

"Lincoln…. Don't lose your way…..with each passing day."

"…..Lu….Luna?"

"You've come so far…. don't throw it away."

"I….I know this…Lu-?"

"Live believing… dreams are for weaving…wonders are waiting to start."

"Luna…is…is that…?"

"Live your story….faith, hope and glory….hold to the truth in your heart."

"Heh….wow, I'd never thought…"Lincoln lightly chuckled and cried at the same time, getting a small smile out, this giving Luna more incentive to continue singing on for him as he held her tighter. . She still held him as he rested his face in her chest listening to her sing, with a momentary hiccup popping from him, getting a minor chuckle from Luna.

"If we hold on, together…I know our dreams, will never die…dreams see us through to forever…..where clouds roll by…for you… and I."

Lincoln was crying, but now he was smiling; the tears of happiness and appreciation. He looked to the side, then up into Luna's eyes, hers no longer teary, but in a nurtured-tingle looking down into Lincoln's.

"Feel a bit better bro?"

"I don't know how you keep topping yourself like that Luna," Lincoln weakly but encouragingly said to Luna. "Your voice…Luna, you have no idea."

"Dude…all that rock music ain't just for blowing out my windpipes. Besides…I heard it once…a couple years ago, when you and Lily both watched an animated dinosaur movie. She was asleep by the end of the movie, but you were awake, and I…I kinda saw you tearing up at the end, when the music started."

"Wha…..? Oh, yeah. I watched the very first Land Before Time movie with her. I had to lie to her about what happened to Littlefoot's mom…and that music at the end…I don't know why, but that song made me happy…and sad….it was beautiful."

"I gathered that," Luna said sweetly, "so…I took a little bit of time to learn that, just to give you one day in case you'd need it. I guess it did."

"Luna….this…"Lincoln lifted up, now pulling himself out of Luna's chest and scooting away, wrapping his arms and marginally shaking.

"This makes it even worse."

"Oh….you didn't like it bro?" Luna asked hesitantly but with a tinge of hurt.

"What? No. NO! Luna, you sang that perfectly! Your voice is gorgeous….you were gorgeous…you're gorgeous, and that's the problem…my problem."

"Lincoln?" Luna asked, very subtly blushing from Lincoln's comment, not quite sure where this was going.

"Luna…we've always been honest about everything with one another. Even with an occasional argument…the sister protocol…you, you've always been the one who was always so honest and trustworthy with me. If…if I tell you what's wrong…I think I might lose you."

"Never gonna happen mate. I'm your sister through and through."

"You…you were there when Ronnie Anne left me…when Clyde moved….all my sisters were there…but…you were always there. You've basically been my prelude and finale ever since…my day always seems fuller with you, your personality, just….you; and that's why….I….I…"

"You what, Lincoln?"

"I…I…I lo…..I can't say it….I can't put you through that! I can't hurt you! I'm sorry Luna," Lincoln huffed, getting off the bed quickly and heading towards the door. Lincoln was suddenly stopped by a powerful grip; Luna's hand, holding him in place. Lincoln looked back behind him and saw Luna's face swelling in tears.

"Pl…please Lincoln. If you leave without telling me what's wrong…how I can fix it…what I can do…dude, bro….you'll be breaking my heart."

Lincoln took a huge breath, then momentarily whimpered into his free hand, still trying not to cry anymore.

"That's…the problem Luna. If I told you what was wrong…I'd break your heart either way, more like irreparably damage it…I…I don't know if I could tell you something that could totally question your very existence…our relationship….the very fabric of our lives."

"Then," Luna said extremely nervously in a crack in her voice, "…then…Lincoln…maybe I should…I should be upfront and honest with you about something….something that's been one of the most personally life-altering things in my life."

"It can't be as bad as I got it," Lincoln replied with a grim expression.

"You have no idea," Luna said, waiving Lincoln back to the bottom bunk bed. Lincoln tentatively walked back and sat next to Luna, putting a good few inches between them, close enough, yet far enough.

"I shouldn't do this," Luna blared in her mind. "He's not ready for this….he's only fourteen you fucking idiot! Stop this now! You're going to destroy this family, and most of all you're going to destroy Lincoln," one voice said inside her, sounding exactly like her but grittier and less forgiving. Then several more began echoing and battling it out in a vocal conscious of tug-and-war.

"But…if Lincoln doesn't face what he's feeling, and we can't understand what he's feeling, he'd be doomed to a perpetual mope. Do you realize how miserable our lives would be, either way."

The deeper and grittier voice came back.

"He'd still have a chance; a chance to grow up normally; a chance to be a brother, good qualities and bad faults in all; a chance…to fall in love with someone else…"

"He'd still have those chances…but they would exist in the space of honesty with all his siblings, especially me."

The voice called back again.

"What do you mean? You think actually telling him you fell in love with him would settle anything he's got going on in his already fucked up mind of his."

"…N….no. You're right. It might not settle what is in his mind…it could make things even worse," Luna responded, all others fading away in Luna's mind, "…but it represents the staple of my relationship with him; honesty."

"You stupid, stupid rocker girl. You'd give all this away, what you are, what you could have been, all just to make your brother feel he ain't the most fucked up between the two of you? Quit while you're ahead!"

"I'd…I'd give anything to make my little bro feel better about himself again. He calls himself a monster…that designation doesn't belong to him. I…I'm the monster. I'm the sinner. I have forbidden feelings. Lincoln needs to know that, whatever is bringing him down, making him think its worse…it's not! I have to prove to him he's a good brother….a good person…I have to be honest as I've always been to him…even if it means sacrificing myself."

"You fucking idiot rockstar wannabe. He ain't worth it."

"You're wrong…Lincoln will always be worth it…and besides…it's not really a sacrifice if he's the love of my life, after all."

"You're a fool Luna! YOU HEAR ME!? A FOOL!"

This grittier Luna-like voice in Luna's head subsided and disappeared. With her internal monologue battle now subsided on what her next action was going to be, she took several deep breaths, prepping to yield to Lincoln the most damning, salvation-destroying, heaven's gate-closing utterings possibly imaginable between siblings.

"Lincoln, I don't know if I should be totally honest with you...these feelings I have, they make me feel uncomfortable...they confuse me..."

Lincoln watched and listened intently to Luna's self digest and unfolding of her thoughts, efficiently yet cryptically flowing out without reverse-coarse, her tone on edge, for what Luna was about to yield to him. As she paused, she quickly thought about the ramifications of telling Lincoln even a minute droplet of her feelings towards him. She decided to be not totally honest, but sincere enough to hint at something...something there.

"I'm also certain about them...they're the most certain, sobering facts I've ever had to face in my life. When I let go of reality, I just naturally drift to them, consciously as recently or, for much longer…unconsciously. I...I put you through something I still regret Lincoln. I still believe I lost control of my feelings...I have no...Lincoln, I'm a monster because of them."

"That breaks my heart every time I hear you say that Luna; you're not a monster...if anyone is, I am."

"You're the best guy and little bro anyone could know or ask for, so no! You're not."

"You'd think it if I told you what was up with me. I don't wanna lose you Luna...I'm afraid of losing you."

"I'm afraid of losing you too Lincoln. We both seem to have some kind of turmoil floating in our souls right now," Luna replied lowly, feeling like the cryptic, broad path may not be the best path after all; it seemed to confuse and torment Lincoln more.

It…was time.

"...Lincoln?"

"Ye...yeah?"

"You know I care for you, right?"

"No question from me on that."

"So...Lincoln, do you think it's possible for someone really, really close, like siblings...to care a little too much?"

"Care a little too much?"

"Yeah...you know, maybe...want to hang out with that sibling more than the rest...do more things...feel more things…explore more things with them. Maybe..."

"Luna?"

"...maybe see that sibling as the perfect person...the best one...to be with."

Lincoln gulped hard, getting a bad feeling in his gut that Luna might know about his feelings.

"Luna I-"

"Lincoln...I...I'm that sibling that cares a little too much...for another sibling."

"...Luna?" Lincoln asked, his eyes a bit less teary, now curious, astounded… more confused than ever, his voice pleading while Luna's voice was totally unconfident and squeaky.

"And...Lincoln," Luna hiccupped slightly, now looking into his eyes with tears in her own, her face red as a rose, a look of torment as though she was about to release a beast upon Lincoln that would tear him limb from limb.

"...Lincoln...the one sibling I want to hang out with more than the rest...do more things...feel more things with…explore more things with...it's-"

Lincoln just stayed silent, trying to regain his composure for Luna's boiling, tumultuous honest truth bomb she was about to give him; it was as best he could discern, an olive branch to his own feelings. He put his hand on her leg in tepid but verifiable emotional support.

"It's...it's..." Luna kept saying, before she gently grabbed Lincoln's hand with both her own, putting it towards her face, placing it on her left cheek as she looked away, her body now quivering like a 13.5 magnitude earthquake.

"It's...it's you," she lowly said as she glanced away, crying ever so quickly into her shoulder as she tried directing her focus from Lincoln.

"Lincoln bro...I'm so...so sorry...I'm sorry you're…. the one... I want to hang out with more than the rest...do more things...explore more things with...Lincoln bro...I love you...but...I fell for you…I…I…I'm in love with you."

And like that, Luna curled up her arms and legs into a ball and turned away from Lincoln, truly breaking down in disturbed, quiet crying in a much similar fashion as Lincoln did on the floor outside her room. Lincoln sat next to her processing all this, utterly dumbfounded in how to respond to this.

He began to think, and think, and think, and think, for several minutes silently, his face now blank.

"Luna….Luna loves….me….how do I process this?" he thought, still trying to keep his rationale in order. But it didn't help any. He decided upon a different viewpoint.

"How…how do I feel about this?"

He began cataloging his emotions. Every feeling, every emotion detectable in the trillions of neurons and psyche flew at a quadrillion miles an hour, but these emotions, these inklings...they weren't sad...they weren't angry...they were none of the negative variety of emotions and thoughts he's had for the last twenty-four hours or so. These kaleidoscope of feelings that took over the negative...they were relief...they were acceptance...excitement…nervousness….and, now more than ever…warmth, especially…hope.

Lincoln gave a happy snivel as he wrapped himself around the self-loathing, self-hating form that was Luna, now feeling like a new bond, a new form of trust was being erected between them…a much stronger, honest, deeper anchor.

"Bro…I….I'm sor…please don't hate me….please…don't hate me for this…"

"Ssshhhhh…..Luna…I don't hate you….I can't ever hate you, it's not in me…what you just said…you're the bravest person I know for admitting something like that, and….in fact, it's time for me to be totally honest with you now."

Lincoln, in unparalleled emotional rejuvenation, gently picked up the larger curled form that was Luna, getting a surprised look from the teary and red-flushed face rocker girl. Lincoln picked her up in a cradling position, seemingly pulling out of nowhere the strength to quite easily hold his taller and heavier sister with extreme, nurturing and delicate ease. Luna's blushed face got even blusher as she realized Lincoln held her like a bridesmaid, but in the fashion of her legs and arms still curled up, Luna still in a ball. He held her like a precious bundle. She quickly looked up and saw a reserved, encouraging smile on his face….a gleam in his eyes, like he was just rescued.

Lincoln slowly sat on the bed still holding her as he inched backwards, taking the area closest to the wall as he laid her out straight on the bed, her expression still in pure aroused shock and surprise at how powerfully yet delicately he held her, almost melting her sadness away. He next laid himself next to her, his back facing the wall, him trying to face her, only having to scoot up a bit since she was taller by about five or six inches. Her face was still spooked in surprise, now less tears and more tepid nervousness at what Lincoln was doing. He grabbed her hands and snuggled close to her, putting his forehead on hers, getting really, really close to her.

"….Lincoln?"

"Luna," he said with a more controlled, quiet tone, still a bit watery but much more certain, full of hope now, "everything… since last night's been crazy…I'm guessing for you and me both."

Luna very subtly nodded, their foreheads still touching, less than two inches from one another. For some reason both just noticed this, their faces now blushing again as Lincoln continued onwards.

"I can only imagine that coming to terms with something like this was emotional torture for you…so I have to be honest…I…I went through that same kind of emotional torture. I have a similar situation I had to face up. I…I also care for another sibling a little too much."

Lincoln paused, Luna still a bit teary but listening closely, understanding in her own reserved but shocked mind that Lincoln had feelings for another sibling. Her facial expression slightly spiked from Lincoln's admission. Now it was a question of who it was.

"I…I also want to hang out with that sibling more than the rest...do more things...feel more things…explore more things with them. Maybe..."

"Lincoln?"

"...maybe see that sibling as the perfect person...the best one...to be with."

"B…bro?"

"...Luna...the one sibling I want to hang out with more than the rest...do more things...feel more things with…explore more things with...it's-"

Lincoln paused, before looking deep into Luna's eyes, cancelling out all the residual wateriness, and piercing deep into her milky blue eyes. He closed his green eyes, and slowly drifted his face closer to hers, heat radiating off him now like a nuclear reactor.

"Linc…Lin-" she tried uttering before she was stopped; all she could see was his face, eyes semi-closed….as he kissed her. Luna's heartbeat shut down for moments, eyes shot wider than an owl, heat radiating off her body in levels she never felt, emotions and feelings of such power and ferocity taking hold of her like she never had, even compared to her urges.

"Lincoln…Lincoln's kissing me…not like a peck on the cheek…but, but a…a real…full blown…kiss, like he lov-"

Lincoln suddenly pulled back and looked at Luna with tender eyes.

"Luna….it's….it's you. You're…. the one... the one I want to hang out with more than the rest...do more things...explore more things with...Luna...I love you...but...I fell for you…I…I…I'm in love with you too."

Luna was truly, at a loss for words. No word could describe what sense of…astounded relief…what unparalleled joyous ecstasy that rocked her entire form…how, for some reason, she felt like a phoenix dying and coming back to life, in a glorious, life-bringing burst of universe-encompassing flame, the winds from her brilliant wings rocking the heavens in the manor of the Van Halen song Respect The Wind. This rock music popped in her head for some reason…it felt like the universe opened up and let the winds flow in support of her…giving her flight, giving some kind of sign to say it was okay to feel like this, especially since the feelings seemed to have been reciprocated by the one she fell in love with.

"The…the universe," Luna muttered lowly, now looking like she was on a huge mission, getting up out of the bunk, heading to her IPod and messing with it for a moment.

"L…Luna?" Lincoln asked a bit nervously and stumped, wondering what she was doing. Then the Sterrett began playing a rock tune…no lyrics, but pure instrumental guitar rock; it felt hard, it felt emancipating…inspirational; it felt like it released your soul to be free…to flow…to feel.

"Luna?"

"The universe…it'll respect the wind…respect your wind…respect my wind," she said, staring up into the sky, as though she were conversing with some form of existential spirit. She then turned to Lincoln, blushed but confidence in her face. She scooted on the bunk, putting herself on top of Lincoln and looking deep into his eyes as the instrumental rock played in the background.

"Lincoln…Lincoln..I..I-"

"Luna…if…if you're a monster, then so am I. We're both monsters…together."

Luna still blushed heavily, a dreamy, sultry and sensual aura now emanating off her like a sweltering tropical heat, and Lincoln was following suit.

"Lincoln…whats happening between us…what we feel for each other…if anyone found out…the ramifications-"

"I know about the ramifications, and…you know what Luna? Fuck the ramifications! I know how you feel…you know how I feel…we feel for each other; that's what matters!"

"In that case…Lincoln…is…is it okay if I…can I-?"

Luna slowly tapered off, before her eyes got heavy and she bent her head down, now engulfing Lincoln into one of the most sensual and charged kisses either of them have ever had in their entire life, their minds rocketing off the Earth straight past the moon through every known galaxy and cluster in the known universe. Luna straddled Lincoln, before slowly putting the full weight of her breasts and body on him, Lincoln not minding this whatsoever, actually pulling her full frame on top of his as he wrapped his arms around her quivering, excited frame, as did Luna did with his quivering frame.

Everything flooded out, now unleashed full blast, with not a single word needing to be spoken between them. Both their struggles…their self-hatred…their onset depression….withered away even further into a bolt of cosmic hope and passion neither of them could have expected would ever come forth.

For nearly five minutes, the run of the track playing on the amplifier, Luna and Lincoln made out with volcanic intensity, the flowing and flexing lava-like motions of their bodies warping the bunk bed space and shrouding the huge acoustic disturbances of their bodies melding in clashes and rubs, sensual moans and the near unification of their mouths. Their sensual highs, spell-binding as they were, felt like they weren't even at peaking point, their arousals still shooting through the roof. Luna suddenly pressed her groin onto Lincoln, Luna feeling the excitement Lincoln had through his pants. With no verbal disagreement, she kept feeling, pressing harder and harder for minutes more onto Lincoln as they locked lips, before Luna let out a voluptuous screech, her head rocking back as she pressed her mid-section harder than ever into Lincoln, him suddenly grabbing hold of Luna's hips and pressing hard into her, him giving a huge, stuttered grizzly-like growl and roar. Then both suddenly seemed to roar like freed primal beasts, the bent-up frustrations and angst plaguing them finally releasing into the ether to wither and die without unwilling hosts.

The song ended.

Luna pulled her head forwards, placing it on Lincoln's head as both began panting heavily and catching their breaths, both still flushed, excited but drained from their respective, unintentional clothed climaxes. Luna dropped off of Lincoln to his right, her now taking the space closest to the wall. Both had waxing and waning small smiles plastered on their face, Luna's still a bit lustier still.

"Th…that," Lincoln panted while catching his breath, "…cosmic…that was cosmic!"

"Haa…heaa….ditto bro….that was rockin-cosmic…I…I don't think I realized it, but I think I was just grinding you…I may have went too far."

"Well…I don't think our bodies minded that. I think we just…you know?"

"We…we came…hard…together."

"Yeah."

Both snuggled up together, staring into the bottom of Luna's bunk above them.

"Wow…I just had a close encounter of the sensual kind with my sister…I guess that makes me pretty messed up, huh."

"That makes us both messed up dude…caused I enjoyed every second of it. And….damn," Luna said, now feeling her groin area under her light purple plaid Scottish kilt.

"Did…did you?"

"Ye..yeah Lincoln…all over my panties, kilt and thighs…and maybe you?"

"Well," Lincoln paused, feeling his lower area, "…I think I got a bit of that on me…but what I got isn't in such a huge quantity, but much more viscous."

"Dang…shot off like a bullet, eh mate?"

"Says the one who opened the floodgates."

Both began laughing hard, snickering into their hands as they realized the obvious innuendo they implied to one another.

"Oh man…we…we really needed this Luna. I didn't know anyone could glow like this…like nothing else matters in the world!"

"It's kinda cool how we got a glow without actually doing anything serious too. Maybe it's cause of the company we each have?"

"Each other?"

Luna nodded happily, then for some reason, began shedding tears again along her cheek, even while smiling.

"Luna…Luna? What's wrong?"

"Lincoln….this…what we found out about each other…not even my discovery of rock could compare…but I was serious about the ramifications. I…I don't know how far we can take this."

"I…I know Luna. We'd never have time…we'd be run out if we were discovered...worst of all, you'd get the blame."

"Yeah…I'd be called an incestuous rapist for what we did. Oh man…crap…what did we just do," Luna said with a slight convulsion, now feeling the full impact and future possible ramifications flood into her mind. Lincoln grabbed hold of her, trying to get her to calm down.

"Luna…hold on. Please! I know this is gonna be weird and awkward…maybe impossible. But…dang it, if…if you're up to it….I can try…we can try."

"Holy fuck Lincoln…you…you'd wanna be…my-"

"Boyfriend…yup…secretly of course. But, at first," Lincoln paused, grabbing her hand and then putting his other hand on her shoulder, "I think…we should just start out slow…hold off a bit and get ourselves collected… and just do what we usually do."

"Hang out you mean, bro?"

"Yeah…if you're cool with that."

"Lincoln, that sounds wicked. And yeah…I don't wanna go to fast, for you or for me. We just released some serious tension…this is still really delicate and weird…but at least I got you by my side," Luna said cheerfully, giving Lincoln a big hug, accidentally pulling him into her breasts, his eyes going wide as he noticed where his nose and mouth were shoved into.

"Oh…whoops, my bad bro. I guess the context is gonna be awkward now. But…who knows," Luna said, her voice getting momentarily heavy again, "…maybe one day soon, you'll get to see them…among other places and regions," she said with a naughty wink, Lincoln's face blushing nervously.

"Let's….not get ahead of ourselves Luna," he chuckled, then got up and walked to her. Even in his shoes, Luna was still quite a bit taller than him. He wrapped himself around her and stared into her.

"For now…this is good, just…being with you, onwards slow and steady, knowing you know…"

"And you knowing you know," Luna said, both smiling happily into each other's face. They placed each other's heads on one another, just embracing one another like they use to, but this new embrace having much more meaning than before, much, much deeper than their prior sibling bond.

"Luna?"

"Yeah bro?"

"How…how long did you feel like this…about me?"

"Oh blimey…for certain? Admittedly since last night. I had a really tumultuous time admitting it to myself…and, oh shit, I should probably tell you," Luna said with slight distress, but with a small smile still on her face, though awkwardly tilted to where it could morph into a frown.

"What?"

"Well…I think Luan told you I had a rough night, right?"

"Uh, yeah. I asked her if you were doing better."

"Well…I did have a rough night…a really rough night, but it wasn't cause I was sick."

"I…I figured that earlier, and when I saw you doing that musical performance, but what was up last night?"

"Well….I kinda freaked out on Luan when she pressed me on what was bumming me out; I can't hide a bummed-out face very well, so she pressed into me, with bad puns and jokes, then quite literally pressed into me. She tried tickling out answers…then she said she was going to ask you what was up with me…and that's when I snapped on her…fell apart. But Luan? She was by my side the whole time, supportive…even after I told her what happened between us last night."

"Holy crud…you told her?"

"Yeah…I'm…I'm sorry bro."

"Is…how'd she take it?"

"What was the phrase again she said….oh yeah…"holy sweet fucking jesus christ Luna" was her response," Luna sheepishly chuckled.

"I mean…I can imagine Luan being flabbergasted by learning that, but…she really cussed that much?"

"Yeah, I know. I never heard Luan cuss like that before, so I guess the occasion called for it."

"And she was supportive of you too?"

"Yeah actually…she's my closest sister Lincoln. Why else do you think we're roomies. Anyways…she was supportive, even when I brainlessly admitted and thought I was thinking about you in the ba-"

Luna froze, realizing what she was about to say, before Lincoln seemingly had an inkling what she was going to say next, then asked, "Luna? Do you by chance know anyone named Linard, Lindall, or Limbaugh? Maybe somebody else with Lin in the first part of their names?"

"Uhhh…no, can't say I do, but how is tha…..oh….shit. Did…did you know I was moaning your…name, back in the bathroom?"

"I…I had a suspicion. I did say I heard you moaning, but I didn't want to say I heard parts of a name, and I only know of one person with Linc in his name," Lincoln said with an awkward smile.

"…oh bloody hell!" Luna whispered quietly in a face-palm, a one-side embarrassed grin creeping on her face.

"But…Luna? If I made you do that, back in the bathroom…I'll take that as a badge of honor."

"Damn…that's really mature of you bro. Normal people would still be totally freaking out."

"Well….we aren't normal people, are we?"

"You got me there dude."

"But, you were saying about the bathroom and Luan finding out?"

"Um…yeah, so I'm about to fall asleep, you know, just right before you go to sleep, and you're still kinda on, but you got less of a filter if you're blabbering on. So…I bumble out that, basically, when I masturbated…spiritually, it was to you."

"…I take it Luan's reaction was…different?" Lincoln asked tepidly.

"Not only hers, but mine. I really didn't realize what I said, never giving those thoughts and feelings a conscious exploration. They were always in the back of my head. For some reason though, my mind drifted and just let those back thoughts out…then Luan heard me speak out; we talked a bit more…well, I kinda had her as my crying shoulder for a good few hours last night, and she asked a bunch of questions…all leading to my admission of being in love with you."

Lincoln stared blankly into Luna, only able to imagine how awkward and terrifying that must have felt. Lincoln had the luxury of being pretty isolated and self-introspective with this; he didn't have to worry so much when he was going through his turmoil; Luna on the other hand did have a shoulder to cry on, while he had to face this demon on his own, barely able to come out of his personal depression, if it not were for Luna's admission.

"And then…I really got sick…and damn, I just noticed I'm really, really hungry now," Luna said, feeling her stomach, Lincoln bending down and listening to it rumble.

"We still got a bunch of food downstairs Luna. How about you warm the couch and get a movie started, and I get your food ready?"

Luna rubbed Lincoln's white hair with a big goofy smile.

"You are such a sweet heart Lincoln, you know that? You'd make a sister fall for you…oh OHH" Luna said with fake, purposeful comical shock, pointing at the irony, to which Lincoln laughed hard.

"That was killer…huh…Luna, it feels like I'm forgetting something, but I don't know what."

"Is it a question on where else I have freckles on my body?" Luna asked slyly with a sexy grin.

"No...NO goofball! It's something having to do with my own adventure last night."

"Well…damn, I think we need to change," Luna said, pointing to their moist crotches still laden with her fluids.

"Oh crud…I'll meet you downstairs and finish my thought then, if I can remember it that is."

"Alright scatterbrain Jane! I'm gonna do a quick search online for a new set of headphones though, so I be-"

"Headphones?...HOLY CRAP! I REMEMBER NOW! Luna, meet me at my door in a couple minutes, okay."

"Uhh…okay bro. You…you sure you don't wanna… stay and watch?" Luna asked sexily as she slightly pulled off her shirt in front of him, Lincoln getting red full blast and turning away on a dime.

"WHOA! NOT YET!"

"Awweee, so prim and proper Lincoln. Okay, be over in a few."

Lincoln exited the room, still looking at Luna in the corner of his eye, Luna taking full notice, offering a non-directed saucy smile towards him. As he exited, Luna strolled over to Luan's computer, popping it on and seeing several files on screen that had to do with recovered footage in the corner of her files. Luna had little concern for these, quickly connecting to the internet and doing a quick search of headphone styles like her old one. She saw one type, a lot like her own, except it was more Halloween-themed with a red line and other minor details, the main dark purple in major color, with skulls on the ear-covered sections with orange integrated in the background.

"Dude…that would be killer to have…but shit, looks like they discontinued that model."

And like that, Luna closed her search area and powered-down the laptop, then took off her panties and Scottish kilt, opting to put on a breezy light-purple skirt like her typical style, still going barefoot and leaving the boots for more rigorous activity.

She walked out and headed for Lincoln's room, feeling like the red carpet was ironically making it seem much a grandeur experience than it technically was; Luna didn't care.

Luna knocked on the door slightly, still respecting Lincoln's privacy.

"Yo Lincoln…I'm here."

"One moment…just found my last pair of shorts."

Luna had a teasing thought cross her head, deciding to yell it out to him.

"Yo bro, remember you can still go around in your undies if you want…I promise I won't mind. Hell…I might even like it."

"Nice try Luna…okay, you can come in."

Luna walked in, observing the small interior sight that was Lincoln's room, then at a smiling Lincoln.

"So…what's up bro?"

"Oh…something I got on a little adventure for you…I hope you like them, after what happened last night to your other ones."

"Other what?"

"Here."

Lincoln handed Luna a small cardboard box, rapidly taped and with drawn on rockets and guitars on the sides, Lincoln's art work.

"A present?"

"Open it…I hope they'll be good as your old pair."

"My old pair?" Luna questioned as she pulled off the few pieces of tape, opening the box, pulling out a black bag wrapped around something. She pulled the bag off, and turned the product around. Her eyes went wide in excitement and happiness.

"HOLY CRAP! Lincoln, these were discontinued last year! How'd you get these?"

"I have my blue-collar sources….I had them tested, cause they were a derelict finding in an obscure section of a store. They work."

Luna handled them like they were a Bible to a highly religious person. She quickly slipped them on over her ears, pretending she heard a tune coming from them, but really checking out their degree of comfort…they were abnormally comfortable, even more so than her old pair.

"So…you like them?"

"Lincoln…I love them…these are awesome. They might even be better than my last ones!"

"Cool; my adventure gave you something at least."

"Adventure….Lincoln, what are you talking about?"

"….dang it. How about we talk about that a little later, cause…" Lincoln pointed to his clock.

"It's 12:58 PM. The family is gonna be home soon, and we'll have to make it seem like we're still siblings."

"But we are siblings Lincoln…just a bit more."

"…still. We gotta be careful and not do obvious stuff that could reveal this new situation. I'll think of a new menagerie of plans and strategies. For now…we play it cool and normal?"

"Okey Dokey bro. But…I think I should give you a little present for such an awesome gift," Luna said with a coo in her voice, wrapping Lincoln's arms around her waist, still holding his hands against her lower back, Lincoln looking curiously at Luna.

"What present?"

"This," Luna said with a giggle as she pulled Lincoln's hands down under her skirt, clasping her hands around his hands to both her ass cheeks, making Lincoln unwittingly grab them. Lincoln flushed red in embarrassment, his nose now bleeding out.

"LUNA!?"

"Cheeky…ain't I? Come on, you wouldn't know where to start, would you?"

"I….yeah, I…I guess so."

Luna, her frame now pressed to Lincoln's closely, felt a sizable shifting in his pant area.

"Wow…. Lincoln, do you have an extendable stage microphone in your jeans….or you just happy to see me?"

"N….no. No, that…that is exactly what you think it is," Lincoln stuttered awkwardly.

"Well…one day I'll have to test the mic," Luna said saucily, Lincoln trying to regain his composure again.

"Just…don't pull anything like this out in the open with the others, okay?"

"Okay bro; rocker's promise, but just one…more…thing," Luna said, now pulling in Lincoln for another passionate kiss, a quick hit before the next unspecified time she might get a chance to do this again. This lasted for thirty seconds, Lincoln pulling her in, until he fell backwards onto his bed, Luna falling right on him while they still kissed. Both pulled their mouths apart, smiling and laughing at each other.

"Rocker's promise, eh?"

"HAHAHAHA! Okay, rocker's promise now! WAIT!" Luna squealed, before giving him a quick peck on his cheek," now….rocker's promise."

"I got a feeling your rocker promise is gonna be fickle."

Luna gave a big, sheepish smile and said," maybe….maybe not. I agree, we gotta stay covert…but this is gonna be fun. I'll see you down there, and thank you Lincoln…thank you."

"You're welcome Luna."

Luna started for the door, before another thought crossed her mind. She stopped, letting a Grinch-like devilish grin take her, before she turned around.

"Hey Lincoln."

"Yeah Luna?"

Luna suddenly made a V with her right hand and wiggled her tongue between them rapidly imitating cunninlingus, Lincoln almost fainting from Luna doing this, him supporting his body on his bed to get his dazed footing back.

"Oh yeah…this is gonna be rockin fun," Luna giggled as she walked out of Lincoln's room with a slight skip, Lincoln's blush roaring back as he caught his breath.

Meanwhile…

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1:01 PM

On a Royal Woods city bus, Luan stood holding a support bar above her, wedged between several reggae musicians, several obese, partially dressed homeless men with white tank tops and crusty wart-laden skin, teens playing their hard rap extremely loud, and the air smelling like a sickening combo of BO, old sneakers and burning rubber. All these people were making it plainly obvious they were staring at Luan's huge breasts. She was inattentive, fuming and boiling internally more than she has ever before, the anger and hatred towards the societal landscape and suburbia growing and amassing.

"I…am never…taking public transportation…again," she menacingly said as a burly construction worker standing behind her intentionally brushed his arm against her butt. He smirked, before Luan struggled to pull off her pink flower, pointing it square in his face and splashing the hell out of him.

"Pfff….HEY!?"

"I'm a minor; make a scene and I'll yell rape bud!" Luan whispered away from him, the burly guy getting the cue and shifting his direction away. The obese homeless men licked their tongues towards Luan, still looking straight at her bust.

"Guys…my eyes are up here."

"Ehh…we know…it's a free country though, and those ain't given us looks."

The bus's automated announcement said it would be at the Franklin Avenue intersection she'd be getting off soon.

"Oh thank cream pies!" Luan whispered.

"I could give you an unforgettable cream pie," the burly construction worker mused openly, smirking at Luan. She suddenly reached her left hand in her pocket, slipping something on her hand and switching to a put-on chipper voice.

"Oh, you can? That's cool! I'm totally into that. Let me introduce myself then; I'm in the market to get cream-pied by a big, burly guy like yourself…the name's Luana Proud, nice to meet you," Luan smiled out of nowhere, putting her right hand out for him. The burly guy looked a bit taken back, but reached his hand out, smirking like he was on the cusp of getting some.

Luan suddenly punched him right in the jaw, knocking him back several steps, before she pulled him into her chest, taking her left arm and shoving her hand in his crotch, the electric buzzer she snuck on giving the guy one hell of a painful tear-jerking shock, him giving a weak yelp.

"Listen, I'm not in any mood to be trifled with right now, so knock it off. Hear me? You will feel my pain, anger and fury. I will warp you into a bloated fat orange balloon animal! I will massacre you! I WILL FUCK YOU UP!"

The burly construction worker keeled over and whimpered in obedience, pushing back into the dense crowd, Luan getting several shock reactions. The bus suddenly jerked to a complete halt.

"Get out!" an old cranky-looking bus driver said, his hair white, and his face angular and bitter.

"But I got one more stop. And that guy was-"

"I don't care! Off, now, or I'm gonna call the cops!"

"….I despise public transportation," she mouthed heading towards the bus opening, before turning around glaring daggers into the brains and souls of the entire front end of the bus and the bus driver that made her trip a living nightmare the whole time.

"To all those who've been staring at my chest, brushing up against my butt, being serious louches…especially someone who doesn't give a flying hell about making stops on time and making us wait much longer than they need to," Luan paused, looking square into the bus driver's face with her menacing look, then proceeding to flip both birds,"…right here…GO FUCK YOURSELVES!"

Luan steamed off the bus carrying her things as she flipped the bus off the entire way it left off.

"I'm never doing that again. Public transportation sucks old dishwater…and I still got five blocks till home. Well…if I intended to stop anything bad happening, I failed spectacularly...now I gotta worry about damage control."

Luan started for home again, feeling her feet hurting, her body sore and aching as she decided to slow her pace down a bit, trying to psyche herself that things could still be good between Luna and Lincoln right now…that nothing messed up or horrific was going on or spiraling down the tube between them.

The rains suddenly came pouring down in one giant burst, now drenching the landscape and familiar surroundings, including the improperly clothed and heavily sweating Luan Loud. She gave a sad look to the clouds, hearing distant thunder on the other side of town.

"I could of got home sooner if it wasn't for the frickin president being in the Detroit area, causing all these street closures and blockades…how did Lincoln get through all that?" she asked herself curiously, really trying to think how Lincoln navigated that nightmare that was their neighborhood in presidential lockdown mode.

"Another reason to hate that orange prick. YOU HEAR ME YOU FUCKING LIVING TOUPEE!? FUCK YOU!"

She reached into her bag and pulled out the toilet paper rolls with Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton on them. Their pictures per square of toilet paper stared jokingly at her.

"Fuck you…both of you actually…waste of good money in retrospect anyways…Lori was right…2016 was the ultimate in crappy options either way ya went…heh," she whispered, pile-driving both toilet paper rolls down a curb drain.

Luan sighed heavily before digging into her pocket, putting on a small yellow and white bow on her neck.

"Feel the rainbow…taste the rainbow….get it?" she chirped, trying to make the situation seem a bit better…even though it was as bad as it could get.

"Damn it…why did I skip on those gel inserts! I should have bought those stupid gel inserts when I had the chance! OW….my feet!"

Luan kept walking on, now only two blocks away, cursing how many times the bus driver stopped and waited over four minutes per stop.

A car jammed right past her, hitting a huge wide puddle in the street and causing a huge splash that enveloped her entire fuming frame. She eyed the fast-moving car, brushing off the wet hairs sticking to her face and roared out in the air, before grasping the bridge of her nose and trying to calm herself.

"...well that was splash-tastic. Come on Luan...cool it...try to stay positive...I know; I was just cooled off!" she said with a put-on voice, trying to psyche herself again like she did earlier that morning. She kept going on, before walking off the curb to her block, stepping right into a half-foot deep puddle. Now her entire lower extremities were soaked to the marrow, her whole body collectively from head to toe.

"Man...I can't believe I forgot about that pothole right off the curb...criminey I'm wet; things can't get much worse. Besides, there's the house now," she uttered weakly with a grain of hope in her voice.

As she approached her home, she began to hear music playing...different kind of music.

"Whoa...that music...it's not Luna's rock...what...what is that?"

Her pace quickened, ignoring the tingling sore pain of her legs and feet, getting just by the driveway and stopping to listen closer, closing her eyes and trying to focus on the sounds.

"That music...I've heard that kind before...where did I-"

Luan's color drained in her face, now remembering where she heard that music.

"That...THAT'S THE KIND OF MUSIC FROM THOSE INTERNET VIDEOS I WATCHED...THAT'S PORN MUSIC! Holy crud! HOLY CAESAR'S GHOST….HOLY SHIT!"

Luan's pain dropped as precipitously as her adrenaline and panic spiked, now making her way towards the porch at lightning speed, almost splitting the door open with her key, before smashing the door open. A pseudo-demonic, terrified expression was etched into her face as she scanned the house. On the couch was Luna and Lincoln, about half a foot apart, cuddled under a blanket as they were at the coattail end of the stripper scene from the movie Independence Day. Luna was finishing up her bowl of Lucky Charms while Lincoln was gobbling up his peanut butter and sauerkraut sandwich, a Dr. Pibb being chugged next. Both were looking with trifled, surprised faces towards Luan's rushed entrance and her aura.

"It…it was the movie…that's what I heard…everything seems okay…their faces look so content…so at peace," she quickly computed, now trying to re-control her heartbeat as she tried getting a hold of her breathing.

"Dang Luan, are you okay? You look like you fell in a pool," Luna asked, giving a furled brow to her.

"Luan…is everything okay? You want some towels?" Lincoln asked innocently.

"…WHY DOES EVERYTHING SEEM SO TOTALLY SAFE RIGHT NOW!?" Luan screamed in her head, adrenaline still coursing through her nerves, before she went to act mode.

"OH….uh….everything's all good; the family should be home soon. I just ran home…through the rain… to…to….see if I left it…."

"What'd you forget Luan?" Lincoln asked, getting up, his presence seemingly an offer to help her look for whatever she misplaced.

"Ouuhhh…."she stuttered, digging through her pockets, before noticing that her cell phone was not in there.

"There's my in," she thought quickly, before saying a little loudly, "-My cell phone! I think I left it home!"

"Oh…yeah," Luna interrupted, "I found it on the couch this morning. Did you forget it or something sis?"

"I….I guess…must have been from that huge group hug we had for you earlier with Leni, Lola, Lana and Lincoln," Luan huffed out, weakly smiling before the full pain of her legs and feet took her by surprise, the adrenaline wearing off.

"Ow…" she winced silently before continuing on.

"Normally I wouldn't care about such things…but I have a ton of puns and joke ideas I jot down in that thing; I didn't wanna start from scratch."

"Well, I put it back a little bit ago dude, so get dried off and come back down; we're watching Independence Day," Luna said ecstatically.

"Thanks Luna…but I need to wind down a little bit…I've had a heck of a time getting across town."

"Was it because of Trump being in town?" Lincoln asked. "I took some secret spots to get home quicker…you…didn't take the city bus, did you?" Lincoln asked. Luan gave a defeated but angry nod in confirmation.

"Ow….that's rough. I'm sorry Luan."

"Yo sis. I could make you that tea you like if you like?" Luna asked, her now getting up and giving Luan a big hug. Luan just seemed to get ever so slightly flushed from Luna and Lincoln fawning over her.

"Well…green tea might take the edge off my nerves….okay…let's par-tea, since the celebri-tea is here now…get it?"

Luna and Lincoln gave a quick chuckle.

"Alright Luan…those puns are so watered down," Luna tried joking with her.

"Ahh, come on Luna? My puns are always tea-rrific!"

"Okay, you gotta admit Luna, that one was cute," Lincoln said, giving Luan a quick wink, Luan giving him a big grin, some concern on her face, but legitimate happiness to see nothing devastating was going on…and that Lincoln got her back on the puns. Cliff the cat suddenly walked by, purring on Luan's soaked leg.

"Ahhh…hey kit-tea. Get it?"

Cliff then ran off, feeling only a minute amount of moisture drop on him before he took off like a bullet.

"Gee…I guess Cliff didn't find me good quail-tea…get it?"

Luna ran to the kitchen to fix up some green tea for Luan as Lincoln went to the closet to grab some towels. Luan took a seat in the corner of the couch that wasn't going to be sat in by either Luna or Lincoln, letting some of her soaked frame seep into it a bit.

She brushed her hands in her soggy hair, her scrunchy virtually useless in keeping her hair from drooping and uncontrolled. She decided to pull it out, letting her wet hair drop around her head, some covering her face as her body and sweat stewed in a collective mushy collage. Then the lower extremity pain came thudding back with vengeance.

"Oww…ow…my...fe…feet. I need to take these off."

Luan delicately took off her soggy shoes, throwing them by the front door where the other footwear went. One by one she slipped her yellow socks off, now able to wiggle her cramped, aching toes and arches, wondering why the shoes she usually wore tore into her so badly…until she realized she never typically runs in those shoes.

"That was the first time I actually ran really hard in those, and those kind I don't really run in. I need new shoes…comfy ones with better support…ow."

Lincoln came from the side and handed Luan several towels, noticing her socks laid on the ground, her frame still wet and soaked.

"I can put your wet clothing in the washer and dryer if you like?"

"Thanks Lincoln…I just need to relax for a moment. Say…did you go to your Emporium?"

"N…no. Lynn dragged me to that indoor rock climbing thing, we spent a while there, and then Lola suckered me into coming back home to do her a favor."

"I heard," Luan said, before thinking maliciously in her head, "Lola is gonna get the best…worst…grandest….most awful prank in Loud house history when I'm feeling better."

"I never got a chance to…but there's next time, right?" Lincoln asked with a happy little voice.

"Right…gotta stay positive…gotta stay positive," Luan lazily finished, before curling her legs in her lap, cuffing her feet in her hands and trying to rub the sore, aching pain away.

"Luan? You good? It looks like you're in pain?"

"It's those stupid shoes. I forgot that they weren't meant for running. My feet hurt…really hurt."

"Well… Leni had me learn some massage techniques when she dragged me to one of her spa excursions to the mall a few months ago…you know, her way of not thinking about Lori moving out…so I am basically a certificate away from being a fully licensed massage therapist."

"…you're offering me a foot massage Lincoln?"

"Why not? I don't wanna see you in pain is all," Lincoln said, sincerity in his voice as Luan was observing and inspecting Lincoln's eyes and expressions…they had concern and reserve in them.

"Umm…o…okay."

1:16 PM

Luna got the green tea all prepped within several minutes, pouring some in a yellow coffee mug, Luan's mug.

"I hope she likes it…tea seems too mellow for a joker like her," Luna opinioned, smelling the aroma and finding it actually pretty good.

"It's nothing like the good morning coffee mom and dad make, but I think I can still find myself grooving to this kind of thing. I do have an anglophile thing going on, so I probably should start to like some teas."

Luna walked back to the living room, and then came upon Lincoln pawing and firmly pressing into Luan's feet, giving what looked like a deep tissue massage to her, Luan's face covered with a towel, but her forced rigidity and breathing indicating she was really, really enjoying it. Luna for some reason blushed at the sight.

"Hmmmm…how those tootsies feel Luan?"

"Just…wo….woooooow. Lincoln's killer at this Luna….I didn't know we had a massage therapist in the family," Luan said with a relaxing, unwinding tone, her face still covered by the towel.

"Told you…just a certificate away," Lincoln said proudly.

"That's cool…hope I'm next," Luna said with a normal voice, noticing Luan's covered face, giving Lincoln a sensual smile towards him, before Lincoln realized what Luna meant…a massage much like Luan's…only laced with far more potential…possibilities and pleasures.

"Not now," Lincoln mouthed silently with a mortified expression. Luna suddenly placed her bare right foot into Lincoln's lap, then bent down and whispered in his ear, "I am gonna get both these massaged by you by the end of the week…bro," she whispered in a laced, amorous hiss, Lincoln now sweating and feeling deeply uncomfortable about rubbing Luan's feet.

He slowly finished up as Luna took her seat, holding Luan's tea, deciding to play another movie they might all like.

Luan realized Lincoln finished up, feeling like she had a temporary taste of nerve-alleviating heaven. She took the towel off her head only when she felt her hug blush had disappeared, slowly etching a small visible tunnel from the towel to stare at Lincoln and Luna for a moment. She thought she heard them whisper something, but were actually discussing between them a new movie…Luan backed off the suspicions and just relaxed.

Luan suddenly heard their entertainment center blaring on a comical mix of flutes, trombones, trumpets, tubas and clarinets…a silly, kooky theme she heard and knew.

"Is…that Groundhog Day?"

"Yep…Luna found it."

"That's one of my favorite comedies of all time!"

"I know sis," Luna replied with a smile, "…but some time later we're gonna finish Independence Day. Cool?"

"Yeah…I can sit through that I guess…it's so bad it's basically a comedy, right?" Luan mused.

"Exactly!" Lincoln chirped.

"But…let me change up first…everything else is still wet."

"Okay…hurry up!" Luna called out as Luan ran up the stairs, Luna and Lincoln now tugging at a Pibb, Luna seeing Luan out of sight…licking her abnormally long tongue all around the opening of the can. Lincoln gave a blushed frown.

"Do you want to get caught!? It's like you're purposely trying to get use caught!"

"Sorry…I skirt the edge of safety…it's a rocker thing."

"Well learn the Lincoln edge…which is far…far away from the edge. Besides," Lincoln quickly looked, before sneaking a quick surprise kiss on Luna, causing her to blush in astounded shock.

"LINCOLN!"

"…I just put to shame you're little displays," he said with a smug smirk.

"You wanna battle, you got one!" Luna whispered harshly with a heavy tone, before having to change gears ASAP as they heard the stairs rustle with Luan coming down.

"…later," Luna whispered, Luan now sitting down.

"Awe man...pause the movie Luna; I gotta pee!" Lincoln squirmed, jumping from the blanket, still in his shoes and running fast up the stairs, leaving Luna and Luan alone. Luan felt a tingle of tension arise inside her, wondering just what happened while Luan was trying to get across town to make sure nothing cataclysmic happened.

"Hey...Luna?" Luan whispered.

"What's up Luan? Oh...found the note by the way. Got to jam and feel good today…thanks for arranging me to sleep in too," Luna said with a reassuring smile.

"You're welcome...but...is everything okay?"

"What do ya mean?"

"I...I mean with Lincoln. Is everything okay between you two right now."

"Oh...that, well everything's fine right now Luan."

"R...really?"

"Yeah love; whatcha think I was gonna do if Lincoln was alone with me?"

Suddenly the thought crossed both their heads at the same time. Luna gave a slight frown.

"Oh...yeah; that..."

"I'm sorry Luna...I didn't mean it like that. I just didn't want anything spiraling out of control that could have jeopardized yours and Lincoln's relationship. You...you understand, right?"

"Don't worry dudette," Luna said, leaning over to give Luan a quick hug, "I understand...and besides; everything's swimming with Lincoln and I right now. It's all good."

"Um...okay Luna. Just let me know if anything comes up...you know, emotionally, alright?"

"Okay sis."

Luan felt a tiny bit reassured, but seemed gelled to the word "swimming" Luna used. She also noticed that Luna's mood and aura was completely opposite to what it was locked into last night; she seemed entirely too happy right now, after admitting to herself and Luan that she had fallen for her younger brother. Luan looked on, getting side glances at Luna. Her face seemed to glow, the color back to her state as she seemed to rock to the wacky George Fenton film score music blasting on the TV.

"Well...I guess she's starting to accept and deal with it...and moving on with that reality...maybe she told Lincoln," she thought, goosebumps rippling on her skin.

"Ahh...hey Lu-"

"I'm back!" Lincoln announced, jumping back into his spot, slightly surprising Luan, Luna now unpausing Independence Day.

"DANG! I'll have to ask her later when Lincoln's not in ear shot," she cursed in her head.

As Luan watched one of her favorite movies...she began feeling extremely sleepy...just making it to the blizzard scene on the highway where Bill Murray's character was telling a cop it was going to just be a slight drizzle of snow.

Her eyes closed on her as the remnant tingling foot massage Lincoln gave her caused an even steeper spiral into that zone just before falling asleep, her eyes barely swinging back open now as Lincoln and Luna watched in full attention. Looking over before her eyes gradually closed, her attention got momentarily taken.

"We're under a blankie right now...but...it looks like...Lincoln and Luna...are...holding...hands."

And like that, Luan was out, her falling forwards slightly until she unwittingly and slowly rolled onto Lincoln. Lincoln felt her hair gently nudge his left cheek as she slowly sank into his chest, then into his lap, now giving a slight heavy breathing.

"Uhh...Luna?"

"Yeah bro?"

"Look."

Lincoln pointed down, Luna looking in surprise at how suddenly taken with exhausted sleep she had become.

"Damn...she really did have a bad time getting home...and I guess she needed sleep too from last night."

"Should...should we wake her and take her to her bedroom?"

"Nah...it's actually really cute. My little bro with his big sis falling asleep on him. Oh…ha, look bro."

Lincoln looked over Luan's form, now seeing that Luan's huge bust was nestled into Lincoln's groin, Lincoln blushing in alarm as Luna smirked.

"Look on the bright side dude…at least you won't have to go far to get some milk."

"Jesus Luna….that's pervy!"

"Bet you can't keep your eyes off them."

Lincoln's eyes shot wide in pure mortification.

"Don't worry bro; they're hard to ignore...sometimes I catch myself taking a longer glance than I need to."

"Oh...jealous Luna?"

"No!...I...not really..."

"You know what," Lincoln said with a cocked grin, "...I bet you stare at them just as much as any guy does!"

"Nuh huh bro!"

"You're a perv!"

"You're the perv bro. Always slamming into her boobs," Luna said, taking a quick glance but for some reason blushing herself now.

"That's never on…purpose….wait a minute! How come you're getting flushed?"

"No reason at all dude….why ya ask?"

"I saw you looking down at Luan's chest….OH! You're a big perv too!" Lincoln cackled softly, Luna getting even redder with a plastered frown.

"You're the perv little bro!"

"NO! You are!"

"You're a perv!"

"You're a perv!"

"Fine…you're right," Luna said with arms raised and her eyes closed, her tone now jived,"…every now and then I get stuck stupid looking at them…wondering what it must be like for Luan to have to carry those around. It's gotta be a ton of weight for her."

Lincoln asked in a Lynn-like winning tone, "So…you admit you're a perv?"

"Well…I will now," Luna said, Lincoln about to ask for clarification before Luna licked Lincoln's cheek. Luna raised her eyebrows quickly, Lincoln not sure what to make of that at all…only that it seemed right out of left field.

"That's called a fast tongue bro. Us perv's are good at it."

Lincoln gave a scowled grin towards Luna, rubbing Luna's saliva off, then proceeded to refocus back on his thought.

Lincoln scanned Luan's expression. As relaxed and untroubled it seemed to look, he felt he could feel some kind of stress oozing out of her soul...he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"I...I guess, but seriously…she looks like she needs to be sleeping in a bed right now. She was all stiff and rigid when I massaged her. Maybe..."

"Don't worry about it bro...wait...stiff and ridged? How intimate were you getting dude?" Luna smiled devilishly, Lincoln giving a pout face and rolling his eyes.

"Ignoring that...but...you know, I think she ran a good portion of the way home really fast and frenetic. The tension in her feet was unbelievable...oh crud!"

"What Lincoln?"

"I...I think she ran home from finding out that Lola sent me to send her pictures of her pageant dress...she forgot her cellphone and made me do it on account of the ice cream truck incident."

"Whoa...that's harsh bro...I wondered why you were the only one who came home...and why you would if you were all frazzled and jaded over the whole "me" deal."

"Yeah, I couldn't get out of that deal with Lola...but on Luan...she probably freaked out about the possibility of us being together alone...and the possibility of one or both of us doing something stupid if you told your secret or how I'd react."

"...It wasn't stupid...your words were "cosmic."

"I know."

"Still...I don't blame her. I was in a weird state at the time...questioning my ability to control myself."

"I was too. I'm the brother of the house...and if I fall, what happens to the rest of us."

"Well you didn't fall...I think you stood pretty erect, metaphorically and literally."

"Ha ha ha. But...you know...Luan doesn't even know about my side...my involvement in this whole thing. I wonder if I should let her know...since she knows about you Luna."

"I don't know bro...I could...probably talk to her later about it if you want. I trust her...she's my closest sister, so it's not inconceivable that she'd keep this secret. She's doing it already for me."

"I trust Luan too...but she might freak out about...our arrangement."

"Chill bro. It's not like we're officially dating yet...which reminds me."

"Of what Luna?"

"Well...I got no plans on Halloween. The concert where I was gonna do a show at got cancelled...so...I was wondering if you'd like to hang out…on Halloween?"

Lincoln looked at Luna with a knowing but reassuring smile as Luna smiled timidly.

"Luna Loud...are you asking me out on a date?"

"M...maybe," she whispered.

"...I'll need to rearrange some things and plan the family to not be on our tracks...so yeah...I accept your date fair lady," Lincoln said, ending on another partly bad British accent.

"Dude...we gotta work on your British accents mate."

"You and Lily do the best accents."

"Nah bro...Lily's got me beat in nearly all accents and dialects...weird to be shown up by a four year old."

Both laughed hard, chuckling as the thought of someone with over a decade less of experience knows more about voices than they do.

"But yeah…a date…on Halloween night. That's cool! But that's gonna be a school night for me," Lincoln said, questioning how likely the plan could be.

"I'm pretty sure if we tell mom and dad that I was gonna take you to re-watch that Godzilla movie, they'd understand."

"Really?"

"Sure. I still owe you a feature after interrupting yesterdays. I think Leni and Luan are still going to that Halloween party down by the theaters, so we could get dropped off…see the movie…cuddle in the back row…you know? The usual."

"How about afterword's we go to that spa down the street that's gonna double as a haunted house this year?"

"Killer bro! That place looks rockin to check out…oh…hear that?"

"What?"

"…family's home," Luna pointed out towards the window, seeing the van about to pull up in the driveway.

"Hope they stay quiet for Luan," Lincoln thought, Luna giving a resounding "Nope, not likely," expression. Luna leaned over to momentarily fool with Luan's hair, brushing it from her nose. Luan forgot to put her scrunchy in, her hair long and elegant, even if still damp and frazzled.

"I owe her a lot bro. If it wasn't for her…her support…how accepting she is," Luna weakly said, a tinge of wetness in her voice before Lincoln gently placed his hand on hers.

"Luan is awesome Luna. We both know that."

"I..I sure hope I didn't screw her up with my whole meltdown and realization…it's a lot to take for a comedian …too many comedians get screwed up…like her favorite one."

"You mean the guy who played Genie from Aladdin?"

"Yeah…she was so heartbroken when that happened."

"But she pulled through Luna….she's a tough act to brake."

The family was still in the van, looking like they were messing with their things bags.

"So...you ready to put your game face on bro?"

"You know it...I'm just glad no one else was here when we..."

"Lincoln? Bro?"

Lincoln's faculties felt like he forgot some giant detail to everything that happened in the house.

"Luna...I get the feeling we forgot about something that could threaten this...I don't know what...but..."

"Well let me know when you figure it out. This camera guy's about to get toasted by this huge wall of fire...rad!"

Lincoln thought harder and harder, for some reason picking up on Luna's sentence and seeing some kind of clue in it.

"Huh...that camera man...camera man...that sticks for some...oh...oh...HOLY FUCKING FUCK!"

"Bro!?"

"LUNA! LUAN'S GOT CAMERAS RECORDING 24/7! WE'RE SCREWED! WE GOTTA-"

"BRO! CHILL! I GOT THAT TAKEN CARE OF!"

Lincoln's now horrified face looked into Luna deeply, his soul looking like it was about to plummet off a cliff.

"Trust me bro...Luan turned off all her recording equipment just for my sake...she's gonna keep it that way for a little while."

"You...you mean that Luna?"

"Come on bro! This is Luan we're talking about. She never goes back on her word."

The door knob started being unlocked.

"Get you game face on bro; you ready?"

"Re..ready Luna."

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For the first two hours everything seemed normal and standard, as standard as the typical chaos that was expected in the Loud house. Lucy ran to her room to continue reading her new book, still plastered into the pages representing emotionally charged deviancy, Lynn opting to join Luna and Lincoln in the sofa couch to watch the movie since she got board of reading her Almanac book by Biff. Leni went to her room and got busy trying to integrate the woodwork doodles from the antique bookstore into various clothing designs she had mulling in her head. Lily went down for a nap, and Lisa and the twins retreated to their rooms temporarily.

Luan however, was eventually carried by Lincoln back to her room when the twins began a fight in the kitchen, Luna running in there to try and cool them down, only to get swept up into their squabble fight-cloud. Rita and Lynn Sr walked in as Luna was trying to rein them in, only to take over and have Lola and Lana both do the entire family's dishes for the remainder of the week…till Monday morning, and Luna getting five extra bucks for getting caught into the tornado that was the twin's fights. Still, Luna wished she had Lincoln there that moment; he always seemed so apt at breaking their fights up with a resounding, definitive and peaceful resolution.

Later that night, around 7:00 PM, Rita and Lynn Sr took Lily, Lisa, Lola and Lana to the grocery store and to make a quick stop to the Toys R Us store on the edge of Royal Woods, an hour or so long errand-run. The others, including Lynn, Lucy, Luan and Lincoln opted to stay home and be watched by Leni and Luna. Each were doing their typical activities; Lynn doing sit ups and clap pushups, Lucy up in the vents reading onwards, Lincoln reading a comic book in his room, Leni working on her designs, Luna drumming chords on her acoustic guitar on the living room couch, working on a little melody…and Luan was still out-cold, sleeping in her bunk...now semi-enraptured in dreams…dreams she'd consciously hate to be having.

7:12 PM

As Luna hummed a little melody, scribbling the melody notes on some sheet music, a melody that reminded her of Lincoln, knocking from the front door bobbled the air. Luna thought curiously who'd be there…the folks and other sisters wouldn't be back for a while.

"Bloomin-A! It's gotta be raining cats and dogs out there. Who'd be out right now," Luna mused, peeking out the window, the neighborhood cool and dark, streetlights blaring on now. From the right she saw a FedEx caravan with its lights still on.

"At this time? Wow…dedicated," she said, opening the front door. A short, old man with a package and electric gun looked at her indifferently.

"Package for the Loud residence," he said with a nice but gritty sound.

"Oh, cool. Who's it for?'

"Packaging says…Leni Loud."

"Leni ordered something? Didn't know she knew how to do that…wonder what it is."

"Sign here please."

Luna scribbled her name with a minor doodle of a guitar with a star around it, the short old man getting a laugh out of it.

"Best signature I got on a package all day miss. Enjoy your day."

"Thank you sir. Stay safe!"

Luna closed the door and inspected the package, noting the rectangular shape, giving it a minute shake, before concluding it was probably another set of clothing designs or a new dress Leni ordered with half her remaining paycheck.

Luna headed upstairs with a slight pip in her step, especially when turning the corner and seeing Lincoln's room…feeling butterflies in her heart…imagining him behind the door...doing things

"Whoa…steady Luna. This ain't the time."

Luna headed towards Leni's door and knocked softly. Several klutzy bumps and hard foot stomps later Leni came out with a bunch of draped clothing fabric, several thimbles on her fingers, a rose broach in her left hand, and yarn all over her right arm. She had a reserved smile on her.

"Hi Luna. What's up?"

"Hey Leni. This just came from FedEx for you. Here ya go," Luna said, handing the package over to her. Leni looked at it blankly…before her reserved smile slowly morphed into extreme, raging happiness and joy, her grin bubbly and frothing with giddy.

"Wow…look at you! What'd you get Leni?"

"OOHHHHHHH IT CAME! IT CAME! Luna….wait here please!" Leni said with a paused, monster grin, closing the door really quickly, Luna hearing a huge amount of smashing, commotion and dashing.

"What's up Leni? You get a new dress!?" Luna called out from behind the door.

"Nope! Even better. I always wanted this!"

"Cells for your brain," Luna snickered.

"Silly Luna…cell phones don't go in your brain! Another minute..."

Luna waited, wiggling her arms and legs out of temporary boredom, then rocking her body to a spontaneous rock tune. Another minute passed.

"You rea-WHOA!" Luna shouted, Leni opening the door at lightning speed and pulling Luna in with extreme force. Leni carried Luna and planted her on her bed.

"Yo Leni! What gives?"

"Wait here Luna! I gotta get the others…this is gonna be SO TOTES FUN!" Leni squealed, running out of the room, leaving Luna perplexed and winded, sitting next to the unopened package.

"What the heck did she get that involves all of us?" Luna looked around the room. Only a few minutes ago Luna noticed fabric and clothing sprayed all over the place; now the room, especially the floor, was bare and wide open.

Leni power-walked to Lynn and Lucy's room, knocking on it hard.

"Come on in!" Lynn called out in a winded, forced call, Leni opening up and seeing Lynn doing crunchiness.

"Hi Leni! Wh… ..going on!?"

"I got a package from the guy who drops off totes cool stuff!"

"…a mailman? Ain't it a little late for that?"

"Not for what I got. Come on! We're all doing it."

"No thanks Leni…gotta keep my regiment."

"Not even…if it's a competition?" Leni swooned, peaking Lynn's attention.

"A competition? What kind of competition Leni?"

"A physical one…with our bodies…any kind of slip-up, and you're out!"

"Dang…well….alright. Sign me up for that Leni," Lynn announced, getting up now and wiping the sweat off her forehead.

"Cool. But…where is Lucy?"

"In my bed now, reading," Lucy spoke from the shadows on her bed, Leni's hair standing on end is shock, before Leni's mood swooped back like it didn't get spooked.

Leni turned around and saw the pale outline of Lucy, still reading.

"I thought you went up in those creepy vents Lucy?"

"…I'm dynamic; what can I say."

"Oh…okay. Lucy? Wanna see what I got for us?"

"Maybe later Leni…I'm a quarter of the way through."

"Oh come on Lucy…I went into that smelly old bookstore for you earlier. Please? Please?"

Leni gave Lucy puppy dog eyes that were a sugar rush of cute intoxicating bubbliness.

"….uuuugggghhhhh…yuck…..sigh. Only if you promise to never look at me like that again…it legitimately scares me."

"Oh you're so silly Lucy. Meet me in my room. Luna's in there."

Lucy's expression spiked, before returning to her book and placing a marker inside it to hold off where she last was, a hundred and twenty pages in to it now.

"You said everyone's gonna play?" Lynn asked, now stretching her socked-legs and arms.

"Yep. I'm gonna get Lincoln right now."

Lynn turned the corner to the closet, hiding a blush from both Lucy and Leni by pretending to rummage through some of her number one jerseys.

"Oh….cool," Lynn said as lazily as she could.

Leni walked out of Lynn and Lucy's room, ushering them one by one towards Leni's bedroom. Leni then backtracked towards Lincoln's room.

"Lincy?" Leni called out while approaching his door. When she got to it, she began knocking and calling out excitedly like a little dog jumping up and down, "Lincy! Wanna play a game with us?"

"Hey Leni...I'll be out in ten minutes...my comic's just getting real good."

"Awe...come on Lincy! You're gonna love this. Please?"

"Ten minutes Leni...almost done."

"Come on little bro...if you don't come out, I'll pick the lock open...or pull it off its hinges...you know I can."

"...Five minutes then?"

"Okay Lincy, five minutes...and don't forget to put your shorts on! I know you always read your comics with your undies. And you might want to stretch before our game starts."

"Stretch? What are we playing Leni?"

"It's a surprise. Wear loose clothing, unless you want me to come in and find what'd be perfect for you."

"...I got it Leni. Five minutes! Do I need a shirt on?"

Leni thought for a moment, thinking about Lincoln's new lean frame…bare…exposed…brushing up on her...then his abs...her face on his abs…then seeing him look down and smile towards her reassuringly…then a very minute degree of red crossed her cheeks.

"That's...up to you Lincoln. Don't forget bro. Bye!" Leni said with her usual valley girl tone, those prior…interesting thoughts whisping away to Leni's personal ether.

She walked back towards her bedroom, before turning to see Luna and Luan's door, slightly jarred open, still dark in the room.

"Hmmm...maybe Luan would like to play with us. I'm sure she'd find a kick from this game...or is it "get a kick"? I need to check that."

Leni slowly opened up, seeing the dark room, lights all still turned off, with Luan curled under her covers, sleeping heavy yet breathing lightly, her face covered by her bushy-wide, brunette hair, the three strands sticking out still.

Leni closed the door and walked over slowly with a big smile, tip-toeing ever so delicately across the carpet in her aqua-white colored sandals, them making a very tiny squeaking sound.

"Huh...I might not squeak so much if I-" she incompletely thought, before quickly slipping her sandals off, now barefoot and more stealthy...as stealthy as Leni's klutzy frame could be.

"Spssshhh...Luan?" Leni weakly called out, now bending down and looking into Luan's covered hair, it moving gently with Luan's breathing. With extreme care Leni moved part of Luan's hair shielding her face, seeing Luan's peaceful yet darkly-lit internal dreams dance on her face. Leni loved seeing Luan sleep sometimes...also hoping the one time she'd walk in she'd hear a fashion-themed pun or joke. Leni gradually started liking those more.

"Luan? Luuuuaaaannnn?" Leni cooed gently, "Hey...wanna play a game?"

Luan was still sleeping, though her face seemed animated and active in its own world. Leni squealed at how cute Luan looked wiggling her tiny nose like a rabbit.

"Luan's totes cute when she does that in her sleep. Maybe I shouldn't-"

"Llllll" Luan lightly called out.

"Luan?" Leni asked hopefully but quietly.

"Lllllliii-"

"Are you waking up Luan?"

Leni leaned in closer, giving a nurturing look to Luan, Luan looking like she was either still in a dream or just getting out of a dream; Leni couldn't tell.

"Terra-firma to Luan? Are you dreaming?"

Luan's head mad a minor movement, her arms wiggling like a dog, then making a grasping motion.

"Is...is Luan sleep-moving? She's not sleep-walking, cause she'd have to be walking for that to happen...I think. That is super totes cute!"

"Lllllliiiiiiiiinnnnnn-"

"Are you trying to whisper something to me Luan?" Leni asked quietly, leaning in closer to Luan's face, trying to hear better.

"Ohhhhh...Llllllllliiiiiiinnnnnnn-"

Luan's arms ghoulishly and slowly circled Leni's upper torso, wrapping around in a vice-grip of strength Leni didn't think was possible...and it caught her by jovial surprise.

"Silly Luan...what are you doing?" Leni said innocently, smiling while putting a very mild amount of resistance to Luan's grasping hug.

"Ohhh...ohhhh Liiiiiiinnnn-" Luan weakly uttered out again, before Leni realized Luan was pulling Leni closer and closer…and closer to her face.

"Uhhh...Luan?"

Luan's grasp tightened still, Leni now trying to struggle out of this power-grip that seemed even stronger than Luan's usual strength.

"Luan? What's goi...LUAN!?" Leni shuddered, seeing Luan's face, eyes barely opened at all, Leni only able to see a tiny amount of white from Luan's eyes.

"Ohhh...my Lllllliiiiiinnnnnnnncccc-" Luan weakly yet sensually whispered, before finally pulling Leni's struggling head in, kissing Leni hard and sloppily, Leni's eye's going wide, the color in her face going full blown blushed. Leni froze, so utterly confused, so unequivocally dumbfounded, locked in catatonic shock and concern, not knowing what to do.

"Luan's...Luan's kissing me...she...she tastes like coconut milk," Leni thought in a relaxed moment of her backward struggling, blushing even harder, before her blush went away when the full weight finally hit Leni's mind.

"…HOLY CRAP! NOT TOTES! NOT TOTES! OH MY GOD! SHE'S SLEEP-KISSING ME!"

Leni tried to squirm out as hard as possible, still unable to break out of Luan's powerful sleeping bear hug. Leni whimpered, now feeling Luan's tongue slipping into her mouth and caressing hers. Leni shuddered uncontrollably from the nerves in her oral cavity that were stimulated from Luan's animated, dancing tongue…frightened by how…strange…how alien… how deeply confusing it made her feel.

"OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! SHE'S DREAMING STILL! I GOTTA WAKE HER UP!"

With one sweeping force of hulk-like adrenaline, Leni ripped her lips and tongue from the unconsciously enraptured Luan, the force knocking Luan's head hard back into her pillow, causing her to jostle up semi-awake. It only worked for a second before the unbelievable gripping power of Luan got hold of Leni again, Luan smashing her lips even harder against Leni's. The impact jarred both of them. Luan now stirred, looking lazily up towards Leni. Leni looked down at Luan…like a scared little girl lost in the mall trying to find her parents...confused, red in the face and still frozen in place, her eyes now tingling wet.

Luan moved her lips for a second, before realizing she was right in the middle throes of giving Leni an unusually close...unusually sensual and saliva-ridden kiss. Luan rocketed back, smashing into the back bunk bed wall back-first, now terrified at herself at what she woke to find herself doing…to poor Leni.

"LENI! LENI!? WHAT THE…HOLY HELL…DID I JUST…"

"Luan…are…are you okay?" Leni leaned over, still scared but gingerly scooting closer to the trembling and mortified frame, Luan sweating and fully red, her fingers and toes gridlocked into her covers and side wall, making small holes in the wall. Luan closed her eyes in shame, scrunching her face and breathing heavier and heavier.

"I'm sorry….I'm sorry…I'm…sorry…Leni," Luan weakly cried out, now sniffling and tearing up. Leni leaned into Luan and gave her a big, soft assuring huge, Luan looking scared but not terrified now.

"I…I know you didn't mean it Luan. I think that…that was…a really good boy-dream," Leni said with an air of a chuckle in her timber, Luan giving a plain face to her now.

"Ohhh, it's okay Luan. I forgive you…big sister forgives you," Leni said, putting Luan's still slightly trembling head onto her shoulder, rocking Luan back and forth…now humming a little theme for Luan.

"Hmmhmm….hhhhhmmm hmm, hm hm….hm hmm hm, hm, HM, hm hmmmmm."

Luan weakly went along with Leni's humming…knowing the song she was humming, gently mumbling the lyrics…country music lyrics.

"Coyboy take, me…away….Fly this girl as high as you can into the wild blue….Set me free…ow, I pray….closer to heaven above and closer to you…closer… to you."

"Feeling any better Luan? I know it was a mistake…and mistakes happen."

"I'm really sorry Leni…I don't…usually find myself doing that kind of thing in my dreams."

"Must've been a cutie to do that to you," Leni said with a wink. "So…can I ask who you were dreaming of? Someone in your high school? He must have been totes cute and handsome," Leni said giddily, Luan giving a sheepish smile, looking away but secretly agreeing.

"Yeah…he's…really cute…an awesome br-guy…guy," Luan corrected subtly.

"Does he like you….like, like-you like-you Luan? Cause you are a serious catch sis; you're awesome, you're jokes are awesome…not to mention those," Leni paused, smiling while pointing towards Luan's bust, Luan blushing lightly.

"Well…I don't think he likes me…not like that anyways. He's really sweet, really kind….really caring."

"Sounds like a catch. You should try for him Luan. I'm sure he'd fall for you."

"He's….I think another girl I know really well…a really close friend…is in to him too. It might make things awkward…and he probably doesn't know we both feel like this towards him. I don't wanna put him through that."

"Well…if he's anything like Lincoln, he'd be my ideal kind of guy. Just think about it Luan. Who knows…he might really like you that way too."

"Yeah…maybe, he really….wait, what?"

"So anyways Luan…sorry I woke you up. I wanna see if you'd like to play the new game I got for us on this special occasion."

"What special occasion?"

"The special occasion to play a cool new game with my younger siblings. Everyone else is gone, but you and the others can play. Could you…please?"

"Hu….sure Leni. I owe you after….that."

"Don't even worry about it…but, do you use coconut-flavored products Luan?"

"Yeah…I love the smell of coconut, but almond is also something I like too."

"That gives me an idea…hang out in my room with the others for a moment. I'm gonna make us all some coconut and almond milk shakes."

"O…okay Leni…others? Who's playing?"

"It's totes rad Luan! I got Luna, you of course. Lynn, Lucy and Lincy!"

"Okay…Lincy….Lincoln," Luan slightly giggled, still finding it cute how Leni called Lincoln that.

Leni strode off with a klutzy stride in the near-dark, exiting the door before she screeched, "WAIT! I forgot my sandals." She walked back in, her eyes now confused and dilated, till her feet slipped back into them, turning around and running into the half-open edge of the door, apparently feeling no pain from the hard impact, walking out with her arms curled slightly. Luan just watched…and contemplated.

"Jesus….that may have been totally unintentional, but…that was fucked what I did….I just force-kissed Leni in the middle of a dream...dreaming it was with him. I gotta be real….real careful from now on. I can't have Luna find out…I can't let Luna know this…be on the receiving end possibly. She…she'd be mortified with me...she'd...hate me," Luan thought with watery eyes, before forcing the armada of jokes and puns in her mental file cabinets sweep over her mind…purging her mixed, negative emotions to pop out the quirky jokester and punster.

She walked over to her and Luna's shared cabinet, finding a tulip and one of Lynn's hockey pucks in the drawer and pulling both out. She gave each a light kiss.

"Pucker up for my tulips…get it?" she said, giving herself a slight giggle, before cracking her neck and back, then arms, then pressing between her boobs to pop her sore chest area.

"Alright Luan…game time."

Luan walked out to the bright hallway, jarring her door open and heading to Leni's door…closed.

"Huh…wonder why it's closed. Thought everyone was meeting-"

Luan suddenly heard the beats of electronic and hip hop catching her ear, increasing subtly until it bled out completely.

"What the…is this some kind of musical game or something? Luna's gonna have too big an advantage for that," Luan huffed, wondering what was on the other side.

Luan slowly opened the door, finding one of the strangest and funniest sites she's seen in a long time.

Lincoln was twerking all over the room wearing his virtual video game set, the same one Lori bought him several years ago, playing an electro-hip hop song, with Luna and Lynn rocking back and forth as Lucy watched blankly with a plain face. The headset apparently doubled as a semi-karaoke set, blaring the song full blast as the lyrics came on his field of vision. Lincoln was, to Luan's surprise…rapping to the lyrics too.

"She's amazin', fire blazin', Hotter than Cajun, girl won't you move a lil' closer? Time to get paid, it's maximum wage, That body belong on a poster; I'm in a daze, that bottom is wavin' at me, Like, "Damn it, I know you, You wanna shoot like a gun out of holster, Tell me whatever and I'll be your gopher."

"What the hell is he-?" Luan thought before Lincoln started, rocking his arms in circles and his butt gyrating like a gear near Luna and Lynn.

"Cuz, You spin my head right round, right round, when you go down, when you go down down!"

Lincoln suddenly pointed over to Luna and Lynn, their cue apparently to sing this part in unison together.

"You spin my head right round, right round, When you go down, when you go down down!"

Now Luan wasn't into these kind of songs very much…but for some reason, she caught herself….rocking her head ever so slightly to the beat. She quickly jumped on the bed with Lucy, watching in extreme surprise as Lincoln continued twerking and rapping the next part.

"Pssstt….Lucy….how'd this start?" Luan asked Lucy, trying to stop her head from beating, Lucy just watching with complete indifference.

"I only caught half of it…but something about Lynn betting Lincoln he couldn't do rap. I don't know how…I don't know why, but….apparently…he can."

Lincoln suddenly slowly unbuttoned his shirt and threw it off sporadically, it landing right on Luan, Lynn and Luna whistling and grinning in huge laughs. Luan felt extremely awkward, a wide-eyed catatonic expression planted on her face. She unintentionally took a quick wiff of the shirt…it smelt just like Lincoln. She pulled it off, still dazzled and confused at what she was seeing Lincoln do in front of them.

"…Poppin' these bottles, touchin' these models, Watchin' they asses go down, down, down down!" This part Lincoln started singing all the "down" parts like a robot before switching back.

"You spin my head right round, right round, When you go down, when you go down down!"

Lincoln pointed to Lynn and Luna again, both singing in unison once again, "You spin my head right round, right round, When you go down, when you go down down!"

"Altogether!" Lincoln shouted, before waving his hands and joining in with the others, Luna suddenly pulling a shocked Luan, Lynn grabbing a hold of her too as the two out of three sung as Lincoln led, Luan still unsure what to do. Lucy was next in Lynn's quick grab, the little goth giving a heavy sigh.

"You spin my head right round, right round, When you go down, when you go down down. You spin my head right round, right round, When you go down, when you go down down!"

"REPEAT!"Lincoln shouted, Luan now getting some strange enjoyment and feeling the beat take her.

"Awe...screw it!" She thought, before she too joined in for the finale, Lucy watching in morbid shock. Now Luna, Lynn and Luan sang the final part with Lincoln, all rocking their heads together…and Lucy begrudgingly joined in with a monotone tone.

"You spin my head right round, right round, When you go down, when you go down down. You spin my head right round, right round, When you go down, when you go down down!"

Lincoln waived his arms in completion, now done with his twerk dance, sweat coating his body, his frame trimmed, the light gleaning off his skin. He took off the virtual game set, a cocked grin daggered right in Lynn and Luna's direction.

"Okay you…pay up!"

"Damn bro! Gotta admit, you were good…really good. Were the heck did you learn to do that?" Lynn said, her and Luna blushing lightly as Lincoln's body was still red hot from the heat he generated from his dance, the room's window's fogged up now. Luan's face blushed now too. Lucy thought the room was either too hot…or that it was strange for all three of her older sisters to be turning red like that.

"I'm just chock-full of secrets, aren't I. Fifteen bucks, pony-up!" Lincoln said, putting his palm out with a smirk on his face, still breathing heavily.

"Dang it…alright, wait here," Lynn muttered begrudgingly but still laughing at how good a time it was. She walked to the door opening, seeing Leni holding a bag of shakes, Leni holding hers. She looked like she was about to explode from laughter any moment. Lynn scooted out of the way to the hallway, Leni running and dropping the bag of shakes onto the bed next to Luan, before white milky shake squirted out of her nose as she wailed in laughter on the ground, rolling back and forth, unable to control herself.

"DANG LENI!? MAYBE YOU ARE LACTOSE INTOLERANT!"Luna snorted out laughing at Leni's hysteric convulsions, Lincoln looking to Leni now with a bit of an embarrassed blush. Luan's face ballooned trying to hold in her laughter.

"COME ON LENI…QUIT MILKING THE SITUATION!" Luan exploded, unable to hold the pun back, Luna and Lincoln now rolling on the floor and Leni blew out another round of milk shake from her nose, tears falling out of her eyes from the feel of the shake and from laughing so hard; everyone was in tears from laughing so hard now. Lucy was just lowly smiling, snickering in her hands. Lynn suddenly walked back waiving around three five-dollar bills.

Lynn fell on the ground from the scene, getting her kicks in from the absurdity of the scene, pounding her fist on the red hallway carpet.

"HHUUUUUUUUUU," Leni breathed heavily, trying to regain her breath, "I….Lincy….that was so totes funny….I nearly died…"

"You catch him throwing his shirt off?" Luna asked, giving Lincoln an elbow nudge and a knowing wink, "…extra brownie points for that move bro. Didn't know you had it in you."

"Uhhh….chock-full I guess…and I got a bit taken in the beat," he said nervously. Luan struggled to get up off the bed, wiggling Lincoln's shirt from the corner and handing it over to Lincoln.

"Thanks Luan, but I gotta choose another shirt…this one got a bit sweaty."

"Okay Lincoln….I'll take it downstairs for you in a little bit."

"Cool. I'm a get a new one."

"Lincoln?"

"Yeah Luan?"

"…where did you learn to rap like that?"

"Oh…I can't really rap unless it's a song I like. That was one I like…although I never understood the lyrics until recently…so…I think I'm gonna go back to rock n roll for a while," he said, giving a quick wink to Luna, Luna giving a thumbs up on that.

Lincoln left, now only clothed in his short black shorts, around his tight derrière. Luan caught herself staring at his tush longer than she should, shaking her head and now joining her other sisters.

"So…that was completely out of left field. Hey Leni? What are we playing?" Luan asked openly with a smile on her face.

"It's a surprise! I'll totes tell when Lincoln gets back," Leni chirped with a big smile, wiping the milk shake off her face and from her nose with a cloth.

"Is it in that package over there?" Lucy asked monotone-like.

"Yeah!"

"I took it from the FedEx guy Leni. Come on, just a detail?" Luna asked.

"Sorry…can't tell anything beyond what I told Lynn."

"What did Leni tell you Lynn?" Luna asked, turning to Lynn with a curious grin.

"Leni convinced me to play by telling me it was a physical competition; I broke my regiment just to do this…how physical is this gonna be Leni?" Lynn called out, now questioning if this was going to be physical at all.

"Trust me; you're gonna be tested, gorillaly."

"You mean…gruelingly?" Luan corrected.

"That's what I said…didn't I?"

"So…no one knows what game we're playing except you…and it's gonna be physical-based?" Lucy asked, now really wanting to ditch this situation and go back to her room.

"Mostly…anyone can do it actually…it helps to stretch though, but the karaoke earlier probably means you got that step out of the way…although you gotta wear totes comfy and loose clothing….and we can't wear shoes."

"But Leni…you're wearing your sandals," Lynn pointed out.

"Oh….here," Leni blankly said while slipping out of them, throwing them in the corner, now barefoot like Luna, Luan, Lucy and Lincoln, Lynn still in her socks.

"Uhh, do I need to be barefoot also, or can I still wear socks?" Lynn asked.

"Yeah…just no shoes…or slippers…or…yeah, just those I think."

Lincoln suddenly walked in, now wearing short tan-cream khaki shorts and a tight, slimmed white v-neck t shirt.

"Okay, I'm ready! So, Leni, what are we playing anyways?" Lincoln asked, walking in and jumping on the bed between Lynn and Lucy.

"It's a super awesome game I saw on Amazon…one I played with Lori a long, long time ago when we were little girls. I forgot all about it until Lori and I talked last week and she had a memory about it. It took me two hours to find what I was looking for, until…"Leni trailed off, now pulling the package over, sitting in a pretzel and ripping the package open with no effort, revealing the game.

"No way!" Lynn said with a big smile, Luan and Luna giving slight grins, Lincoln and Lucy both not knowing what to think.

"TWISTER!" Leni screeched out loudly and happily, her eyes tingling in happiness as she ripped the box open and threw the mat out with the round colored circles in the middle of the room, the spinner for the game landing almost perfectly in Lucy's lap.

"…can I just spin this?" Lucy asked Leni, trying to get out of the game while trying to not totally exit the situation.

"I…guess so, but you'll have to have a turn."

"This is gonna be awesome," Lynn said with a punch in the air, running up to the edge of the mat and aligning herself with a red circle.

"So…how do we play this?" Lincoln ask perplexed.

"Bro? You've never played Twister before?" Luna questioned, rather taken back at Lincoln never seeming to play the game before.

"It's really fun," Luan chimed in, "it's a twister of a challenge, get it?"

"Here ya go Lincy," Leni said, letting Lincoln scan the instructions she printed off of Wikipedia.

"There's no instructions inside the box?" Lincoln asked.

"I dunno…I wanted them just in case, so I printed out the entire Wipidilia website."

"You mean Wikipedia?"

"That's what I said," Leni said innocently, Lincoln rolling his eyes jokingly.

"Okay…..here!...uh, ….mat has six rows of large colored circles on it with a different color in each row of red, yellow, blue and green. A spinner is attached to a square board and is used to determine where the player has to put their hand or foot. Lucy has that right now, so that'll make her the referee. The spinner is divided into four labeled sections: right foot, left foot, right hand and left hand. Each of those four sections is divided into the four colors; red, yellow, blue and green. After spinning, the combination is called, for example: left hand blue, and players must move their matching hand or foot to a circle of the correct color."

Lincoln looked over the mat, Luna and Luan now aligning themselves on opposite sides of the mat.

"Makes sense so far. So….whoa…this mat doesn't seem like it's gonna be able to hold all of us," Lincoln thought, seeing the size difference between all the girls and himself thrown in together, discounting Lucy.

"That's what makes it fun," Leni chirped, her aligning herself on the last remaingn side.

"Al…alright Leni, so….….in a two-player game, no two people can have a hand or foot on the same circle; the rules are different for more players...obviously….Due to the scarcity of colored circles, players will often be required to put themselves in unlikely or…." Lincoln gulped, looking over to Luna, waving her arms in preparation for the game ahead, "… precarious positions….eventually causing someone to fall. A person is eliminated when they fall or when their elbow or knee touches the mat. There is no limit to how many can play at once, but more than four is a tight fit….thought so."

Lincoln looked over the mat again, all four sisters aligned on one side each, blaring ready to go.

"Is this really gonna work with all of us competing?"

"Sure it will bro! This is gonna be killer!" Luna said happy growl.

"So…what side do I start on?" Lincoln asked, not sure where to go, noticing how each sister had a side in the square mat.

"I got an idea," Lucy said, pulling a quarter out of her pocket. "Heads or tails for Lincoln on their individual team. Luna, Lynn, chose heads or tails."

"Tails," Lynn said.

"Heads bro," Luna said quickly, Lucy now flipping the coin.

"….tails."

"YES!" Lynn punched the air, Luna sighing slightly, looking at Lincoln secretly disappointed.

"Okay….Leni, Luan, heads or tails?"

"Heads," Luan said quickly.

"Uh…so what's after heads?" Leni asked perplexed, Lucy looking at her blankly.

"…tails Leni."

"Really!? Okay….tails then."

Lucy flipped the coin again.

"….tails."

"Looks like you're ahead Leni, get it?" Luan punned.

"I don't get it, did I win?"

"Between you and me, yeah."

"Oh…OH, so I get Lincy!?"

"Not yet valley girl," Lynn called out, in a running position, jogging in place, ready to call out her side. "Tails never fails…tail's never fails," Lynn said religiously.

"Last flip," Lucy announced, "so…Lynn, wha-"

"TAILS!" Lynn yelled excitedly.

"….okay. Leni?"

"Uhhh….sorry, but what's after tails again?"

"….heads Leni," Lucy said, face-palming her hand.

"So…it bounces back and forth…I don't get it, but…heads please."

Lucy flipped the last coin, everyone watching the toss on their toes, particularly Lynn, her eyes severely dilated from the flip before Lucy caught and covered the coin.

"Okay….it looks like…..Lincoln goes….to…."

"COME ON LUCY!" Lynn blared out overzealously, getting the attention of everyone else in surprise. Lynn blushed.

"I…I just wanna start the game and kick everyone's butt!"

"I know…I just like seeing you wait and squirm," Lucy said with a big smile. Lynn huffed a pouty face.

"Lincoln will go to…..heads, Leni wins."

"….dang it," Lynn weakly huffed, Leni still looking perplexed.

"So…if heads was called out, does that mean…what?"

"Leni…you get Lincoln on your team."

"Oh….OOHH! I GET LINCY ON MY TEAM!" Leni roared out, wrapping Lincoln in a torso-breaking jump-hug, Lincoln reaching his arms out for help. Luan and Luna looked at each other with troll faces, then grinning at Lincoln's winded struggle.

"That's using your head Leni, get it? How's it feel to get winded-up by Leni?" Luan said with a cheeky tone to Lincoln.

"Sorry bro…can't help you there," Luna said with a furled grin, smiling at Lincoln's pain, before Leni dropped him, then dragged him to her side of the mat as he still tried catching his breath.

"I'm still gonna kick all your butts!" Lynn announced assuredly, now in a sprint position.

"Okay Lucy…start the game!" Leni said happily.

"HOLD IT!" Luna shouted, running over to Lincoln's virtual game headset, putting the song they just did karaoke to.

"Gotta have some music that equivocates twisting round each other."

Everyone's energy got spiked again, Lincoln's still sluggishly recuperating.

"Alright…this will go from oldest to youngest, first Leni, last Lincoln. Good?" Lucy asked the group of players.

"Let's do this," Luan announced confidently.

"You're going down bro," Luna said to Lincoln with a confident growl.

"You're all gonna go down!" Lynn brashly said.

"Alright….Leni, right foot yellow."

"Okay," Leni said, doing just that.

"Luna….left hand blue."

"Rock on!"

"Luan….left foot green."

"Green is afoot, get it?"

"Lynn….right hand red."

"Roger sis."

"Lincoln…right foot blue."

"Okeydokey."

The first two minutes everything was just fine…until.

"Luna….right foot green."

"Oh…oh okay…let's see," Luna mumbled, now seeing how awkward this was going to be. She'd have to maneuver over Leni who was now on all fours, balancing spread-eagled over nearly the entire mat now face-down, Luan curled around her left, Lincoln to her side, Lynn scrunched down comfortably between Leni and Luan's legs.

"Oh shish-kebabs...sorry Leni, but I'm a-" Luna huffed out, swinging her right leg over Leni, Luan and Lincoln, her now spread-eagled exactly parallel on top of Leni face-up, their backs marginally touching.

"You good Leni?" Luna asked.

"Still….still good," Leni winced.

"Good…wouldn't want anything to-"Luna trailed off, slightly laying on Leni, Leni laughing hard.

"LUNA! YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME LAUGH TOO HARD! TAKE YOUR HUGE BUTT OFF ME!"

"Oh…huge huh….well guess what?" Luna snickered, now letting her body drop backwards a bit more on Leni, mostly her ass. Poor Leni still kept her stance, holding on strong.

"Ehhh….funny Luna. Just wait till we switch places!"

"Sorry love, but my buns need some bloomin space," Luna said with a British accent coo, then a quick subtle wink to Lincoln.

"Luan….right hand red," Lucy announced.

"Okay Lucy…..dang it….this is gonna be….really awkward," Luan said with a heavy exhale, now inching her frame over Luna's, now hovering over her, Luan's huge chest just caressing against Luna's face.

"CRAP! Sorry Luna."

"It's okay…I'm still gonna beat you though, just you wait."

"You and what juggernauts Luna? Get it?"

"Lynn…left foot green."

"Kay Lucy…killer, still comfy. Wait a-"Lynn thought for a moment, looking all around her spot.

"EEWWWW! I'm surrounded by everyone's feet!" Lynn shrieked.

"You're one to talk," Lincoln wailed out, still semi-pretzelled in his spot.

"Yeah Lynn!" Luan chimed in, "….both your feet are hovering right below me! You…BLEH!….need to change your socks next time! Talk about a gut-twisting stench!"

"Shut up!" Lynn shouted in a chortled laugh, "you know what that smell is Luan!?"

"Good God! I smell it too!" Luna gagged, Lincoln following in suit.

"That's the smell of defeat! HA! I can spin puns like a Lazy Susan too! However…if you all drop out, I'll take them off!"

"NEVER!" They all shouted, not willing to be beat yet.

"Fine!"

"I don't know guys," Leni said in a hoarse though contemplative tone, "It's not that bad…it sort of…smells like fresh cut spring flowers strewn across a babbling brook with a hint of lemon."

Everyone, including Lynn stayed silent, trying to figure out what Leni just said and meant.

"Leni….what the hell are you talking about!?" Luan asked perplexed, Leni just shrugging.

"Lincoln?"

"Yeah Lucy," Lincoln winced.

"…..right hand red."

"Okay…hold up though…Lynn?"

"Yeah bro?"

"Let's make a deal…if Leni or I win, you take your socks off and burn them."

Luna, Luan and Lucy snickered, Lynn giving a pouty face.

"I've tried that before…she always catches me," Lucy chimed in.

"Nobody asked you, she-who-lives-in-perpetual-darkness! Sweetin the deal Lincoln…I know of your trickery."

"Okay….how's this! If LENI…..beats you…you take your socks off-"

"MAKE HER WASH HER FEET TOO!" Luan yelled out.

"...correction; take your socks off and wash up your feet too, but if you win…"

"I keep them on and get my fifteen bucks back," Lynn smiled devilishly, seeing Lincoln do an "Aw, come on" face.

"Dang it….." Lincoln huffed, Lynn checking on Leni's state…now wedged under both Luna and Luan, balancing a little wobbly. She could see herself strategically causing all three to collapse, including Lincoln if she played her cards right and got in the right position. This was her chance to beat the competition and win the first game.

"Okay! Fifteen bucks back to you Lynn. Deal!?"

"Deal!" Lynn announced happily, smirking and waiting for her opportunity.

"Lincoln…you still have a move to do; right hand red."

"Okay Lucy, just…oh crud stones!" Lincoln whimpered, now seeing the only circle that was feasible was one quite a distance away, easy in terms of what he'd have to stretch…but he'd have to get between Luna and Luan to do it.

"Well…I've come this far….how you doing Leni?"

"J….ju…just…..pea…ch…y…li…nc…y," Leni weakly called out, still in a severely depressed push-up position, her arms now gyrating and sweating from the extremely intense body position she was in.

"Crap…uh, Luna? Luan?"

"Yeah Lincoln," both asked in unison.

"Sorry guys, but I gotta squeeze through," Lincoln said, now squeezing through between both of them, his body slowly slithering between them, both now blushing from the soothing sensation. He placed his right hand on the only available red circle, now positioned in an extremely awkward pose, Luna's breasts just barely an inch away from his chin, while Luan was struggling to try and keep her breasts just above his head. She tried re-orienting herself momentarily to raise her body up a bit more, until the sweat running down her leg got to the bottom of her foot, causing her to slip and almost collapsing, Lincoln taking a firmer stance but still pushed down, Luan's breasts now pressed onto his neck….his lower face now plopped into Luna's breasts.

"DAMN! Sorry Lincoln….sorry Luna!"

"It's cool," Luna said, raising her eyebrows over to Lincoln, who was trying to lift his head out, only able to hover now barley a centimeter above them now, his body getting hot with embarrassment and nervousness. Lincoln barely muffled out a similar message too.

Several minutes passed, and with each turn, nothing significantly changed for either Leni, Luna, Lincoln or Luan, all of them still roughly situated in their own respective spots, Lynn the only one getting the good plays, allowing her more adjustments and leverage to implement her strategy.

"WICKED! Oh this is so perfect!" Lynn thought with an evil grin, seeing everyone in the perfect position to perform her subtle wrestle move on, a quick but powerful body slam. If done right she thought, Leni, the base of this awkward pyramid would collapse, and since it looked like she was just about supporting the greater amount of all their weight with nothing but her arms and legs, something Lynn thought was extremely impressive for Leni…she'd fall, and everyone else would go down…and Lynn would win!

Now she just needed some luck from Lucy. Lynn quickly scanned the mat, seeing what available circles and colors would help her in carrying out her nefarious scheme.

"He he he he," Lynn laughed evilly and comically, seeing the perfect circle…a yellow one the right of Luan's butt.

"I can reach over everyone, get that circle, and drop everyone…this is gonna be so killer!" She whispered.

"What was that Lynn?" Lincoln muffled out from Luna's corner shirt.

"Oh…..nothing, oh dear, wonderful brother," Lynn said with a put-on cute voice like Lola's.

"….oh shit, she's planning something," Luan whispered over to Luna and Lincoln, both nodding in agreement.

"Leni…you still with us?"Luna asked Leni quietly.

"Y…ye…p," Leni barely peeped, her body now shaking from the draining in her endurance to staying in this position for so long, and supporting nearly all their collective weight now.

"Leni….Lynn's gonna do something," Luna whispered into Leni's ear. "Hold on for dear life, got it?"

"Emhm….ye….yeah…hu…huuuuhh," Leni grunted back, her face turning bright red now.

The next round continued to everyone's favor except Leni, who had to put her right arm a space wider, her original position now weaker and gradually failing. After marginal changes from Luna and Luan, Lynn was next.

"So Lucy…what's my next move?" Lynn announced confidently. Lucy spun the spinner.

"Lynn….right hand yellow."

"HELL YEAH!" Lynn yelled out, now executing her move, before rapidly dropping her full weight onto Luan.

"CURSE YOU LYNN!" Luan shouted, before she fell onto Lincoln, her knee touching the mat. Lincoln's hand's faltered, him now falling onto Luna, his elbow touching the ground. Luna took the weight admirably, but found her left arm give out, her elbow hitting the mat hard.

"HOLY FRICKIN HELL! I WON! I WON!" Lynn shouted ecstatically, woo-wooing while still in her body-slam position on the group below her.

"No….not yet," Lucy muttered, smiling and pointing down. Lynn, puzzeled, looked down the collapsed sandwich mess that was Luan, Lincoln and Luna; under all of them, still barely holding on but technically not out…was Leni, her eyes blaring wide, her sweat draining off her in gallons, now holding the total collective weight of Luan, Lincoln and Luna on her back while still in the most painful push-up position.

"Holy shit….she's strong…and got some serious endurance," Lynn thought, before trying to slam her body even farther down.

"HEY! NO FAIR DUDE!" Luna yelled out.

"All's fair in love and war. Besides, you, Luan and Lincoln are out! All I gotta do is take out this persistent bridge, and I get my fifteen bucks back….and I get to keep my socks on!"

"…FOR GOD'S SAKE LENI, HOLD ON!" Luna yelled out alarmingly but encouragingly.

"WE BELIEVE IN YOU LENI!" Lincoln added.

"COME ON LENI! BE THE BRIDGE OF SUCCESS…get it?" Luan quibbled.

"Leni?" Lynn asked softly. Leni huffed out in response.

"….you're going down…sorry, not sorry," Lynn smiled maliciously, letting her arms and legs drop, her full weight now being added on while she kept her hands and feet on their circles, Leni letting out a huge growl of strained pain, now holding four bodies on her back in the pushup position, her nose barely a millimeter off the mat.

"Give it up Leni! I win! I beat you all! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Leni," Lincoln leaned in, whispering soothingly in Leni's ear as her body was spasming and rocking like a suspension bridge in the middle of a huge earthquake.

"Leni….it's okay. I"ll still always believe in you."

Suddenly, Leni's mind processed Lincoln's words…personally. He believed in her…he'd always believe in her, even under these impossible odds. Her body faltered, but her mind was taking over…mind over matter she heard one time.

Suddenly Leni balled her flat palms into fists on her circles, still trying to get a better grip and foundation.

"LUCY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! TELL LENI'S NEXT MOVE!" Luna shouted. Lucy looked at the board…she spun it and saw it land on the perfect spot…for Leni. Lucy suddenly made a big smile.

"Leni….right hand green."

Leni, with extreme durability, strength and endurance, shifted her back to hold the load of everyone towards her left side, allowing her right arm to quickly slip to the next circle, closer to her, giving her a better, more balanced pushup position. Suddenly, to everyone's surprise, especially Lynn's, Leni's arms pushed against everyone's weight, Leni now roaring in extreme primal Zeus-like rage, her face warped from the preppy valley-girl look to one of Olympian-style power and strength-lifting.

"WHAT THE HELL!?" Lynn shouted, feeling her whole body shift upwards several inches, now trying to body-slam into the other three and by implication Leni into the ground harder and harder. Leni jostled, locked, then refused, inching up slower and slower.

Leni played Lincoln's words again mentally.

"I"ll still always believe in you."

Leni then let out an ungodly roar of raw power, rocketing off in one powerful pushup Lynn, Luan, Lincoln and Luna right into the air, all landing into an awkward pile; Luan hit the ground back-first, Lincoln landing head-first into her huge bust at an angle, Luna followed closely, her derriere slamming into both Luan and Lincoln before falling backwards at another angle, then finally Lynn falling into the corner of the bed, Leni's bed's springs catapulting her rolling into Lincoln, causing him to flip onto his back, Lynn now planted onto his crotch, just like back at the mall, all while Luna's ass and Luan's breasts were still wedged into his face.

"….holy shit," Lucy uttered, dropping the spinner and getting up, seeing Leni still grid-iron-faced, with a powerful frown and in the same pushup position, as though she was in suspended animation. Lucy then looked over the awkward mess that was her other sisters and brother, seeing the extremely awkward position Lincoln was put into.

"….holy shit….poor Lincoln," Lucy thought, before she blushed hard seeing the way Lynn, Luna and Luan were dropped and thrown around him. Lynn rubbed her head, looking down to see herself straddling Lincoln….just like at the mall.

Lynn rocketed off, blushing just as hard then, while Lucy turned to inspect Leni, her eyes…looking completely unresponsive.

"Whoa…ouch…what was…..WHAT!? I'M OFF THE MAT! THAT MEANS…" Lynn yelped loudly, looking over to the map…Leni still there….no elbows or knees, or her face touching the ground. Lynn got a bit concerned by how unresponsive and frozen Leni looked, not budging an inch.

"Uh….Leni…are you okay?" Lynn tepidly asked.

Luna rolled off as quickly as she realized how she found herself, Lincoln still dazed, followed by Luan wincing in pain but still able to get up, pulling Lincoln and shaking him awake. As Lincoln stirred, all three walked over cautiously to this new….frightening-looking Leni.

"Leni…are you in there?" Luna asked softly. Leni was still unresponsive or unmoved. Lincoln bent down to her face, waving his hand in front of her face…no blinking. He quickly walked over to his virtual reality head set and turned off the music.

"I've never seen her this focused before," Lynn said.

"I have," Luan piped up. "She was doing a new clothing design a year ago to get the job at her work…I never saw her so focused…so unresponsive, until now," Luan spoke, trying to press against Leni's rock-solid and tense-muscled frame.

"How…how do we snap her out?" Lynn asked, feeling bad for causing Leni to go into this strange mode.

"Tell her you and her won Lincoln," Lucy said, pushing him over to her, the others waiting back in trembling fear.

Lincoln bent down, now trying to stare into the abyss-like soulless expression once thought impossible for Leni Loud to ever have or own.

"Leni…we beat Lynn….Leni…you won it….you won the Twister game for us!"

Leni's irises gradually focused, the ocean-blue and green in her eyes coming back slowly. Lincoln hugged her lightly around her neck, before she quietly uttered something, her body now getting shaky again.

"You…believed in me…Lincy."

"I sure did Leni…you won…for us. I can't believe you did! That was incredible!" Lincoln quietly gushed to her, trying now to usher her over to her bed and regain her focus. Leni's body seemed locked and rigid, extremely tense and convulsed from taking on that serious load….but overall, her body seemed to have tanked it really well.

"Seriously Leni," Luna joined in, "I've never seen anyone do that before."

"That must have been a serious load off your shoulders…get it?" Luan puned while giving Leni a soft hug, Luna joining, before Lynn coughed in the background, walking to Leni. Leni looked blankly and plainly over to Lynn as she walked over gingerly, Lynn's face looking red, concerned, like she was gonna cry.

"Leni…I…I'm sorry," Lynn said with watery eyes, inching over to give her a snug hug, a few tears rolling down her cheeks. "I got too competitive…and I almost hurt you. I'm super sorry."

"You…you didn't mean it," Leni said softly, hugging Lynn back as Lynn rubbed her eyes with her fist.

"Is there anything I can do for you Leni?" Lynn asked with puppy-dog eyes.

"There's one thing you can do actually," Leni cooed.

"Anything!"

"You…YOU CAN TAKE YOUR SOCKS OFF AND GO WASH YOUR FEET! HA! LINCOLN AND I WON! WOOO HOOOOOOO! WE WON! WE WON!" Leni suddenly shouted, waiving her arms like nothing happened, rocking her head in gloating form to Lynn, Lynn giving a scrunched, pouty face to the ceiling.

"That was our deal Lynn. You know what to do," Lincoln said, pointing to Leni's door.

"ALRIGHT! SHEESH! And here I though Leni got hurt….she looks just fine," Lynn complained, still kind of concerned for Leni but laughing at how she gloated. Suddenly Lynn noticed two deep stares coming towards her from Luna and Luan.

"Wh…what?"

"Take your socks off, wash them feet, then come back. We got our own bone to pick with you sports-star, right Luan?" Luna said with a huge smirk, Lynn looking a trifle concerned about the competitive menace that seemed to ooze out of them.

"Hey….what a twist," Luan puned, both her and Luna hand-clapping.

"….oh crap….well I get Lincoln!"

"Sorry. Bro's gonna sit the next one out to massage out the kinks in Leni's muscles…he's only a certificate away after all, right?" Luna called out.

"Roger," Lincoln confirmed, laying Leni on her stomach so Lincoln could work out the serious tense kinks still in Leni's back, legs, arms, hands and feet. Leni's body rippled when Lincoln started massaging.

"I'm so totes glad I had you come with me to those spa days," she huffed enjoyably.

"Uhhh...Leni? Your whole body is really sweaty. You want me to leave for a sec so you can change out of your clothing?"

"Nah...it's good Lincy. It's like an all-natural body lotion and...ooooohhhh, right there Lincy," Leni cooed with a goofy grin, Luna turning back, half-closing her purple-colored mascara-eyes, raising her eyebrows suggestively, Lincoln ignoring her.

"NO FAIR!" Lynn roared, "…so…I get Lucy!?"

"Yep," Luan said, Lucy giving an alerted sound, then trying to pop off the bed and run out of the room, before Luan caught her at the last second.

"Relax Lucy…you don't have to play for long…just three or four turns. Then you can see us get some sweet revenge on Lynn," Luan said with a wicked jokester grin.

"….I…would actually like to see that…so…take a dive on turn three?"

"Make it four. I don't want Lynn getting suspicious."

"Who cares," Lucy said, Luan giving a big grin, then turning to Luna and Lynn, giving platonic thumbs up, Luna knowing the full deal.

Lincoln took over spinner duty as he massaged Leni's back. Now there were two teams competing, Luna and Luan, versus Lynn and Lucy, though Lucy was just sabotage meat. Lynn ran out, coming back seconds later, obviously just quickly running both her water under some warm water, then drying them and slipping on slim black socks. Luna and Luan told her no socks…much to Lynn's annoyance, now having to go barefoot. This didn't really make a difference…but Luna and Luan just wanted to mess with her.

The first few minutes of the second game went off without a hitch…until Lucy, for some reason…accidentally slipped and landed on her knees, taking herself out of the game with a subtle smile. Lynn saw this.

"Hey….HEY! YOU'RE SMILING! YOU….YOU DROPPED OUT ON PURPOSE! NO FAIR! SCHENANIGANS! SABATOGE!"

"What is she talking about Luan?" Luna asked in an innocent tone, smiling big to both Luan and Lucy.

"I know what it is Luna. Lynn's down a player…and can now smell the approaching stench of," Luan paused, before waiving her foot in Lynn's face.

"….defeat. HA!"

"….dang you Luan!"

Lynn managed to hold her own for a few more minutes, until Luna and Luan's plan slowly and elegantly morphed; Luna positioned herself on top of Lynn, back facing up, as Luan aligned her breasts along Luna's lower back.

"You ready Luan?"

"Ready sis."

"Ready? What are you two doing?" Lynn winced out.

Luan fist-bumped Luna, before Luna took a dive, collapsing onto Lynn, Lynn now struggling to hold her position.

"DAMN IT! I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER!" Lynn shouted out angrily in a huff.

"Karma and gravity are quite a humbling combo, huh Lynn," Luan said with a stinker face, keeping her hands and feet on their respective circles as she dropped her weight onto Luna, pressing further onto Lynn, before she buckled and collapse, losing the round, with Luan winning it for her and Luna.

"Awe man….that sucked….but it was fun too," Lynn said, trying to fume a degree of hate and anger, but unable to break from smiling, though trying to squeeze out from Luna's frame, Luna doing it slowly on purpose. She twirled and pulled her body up, her face pushing momentarily into Luna's much bigger breasts, Lynn's smaller ones brushing up against Luna's much bigger ones only for a second, but causing Lynn to blush slightly as she noticed how many freckles where on Luna's bust. Luna took notice.

"I'm sure you'll get bigger Lynn."

"I…I don't know what you're talking about," Lynn said aloofly, trying to feign ignorance.

"Okay…alright," Luna swooned over.

Suddenly they all heard the family van horn from outside. They looked out of Leni's window, seeing Rita carry a knocked-out Lily, while Lynn Sr carried the twins, fast sleeping in his arms. Lisa just lazily slunk from her seat, walking like she was about ready to pass out.

"…they must have had fun," Lincoln opinioned.

Luna, Lynn and Luan walked fast out of Leni's room to meet them downstairs to help, Lincoln about to leave too, before Leni grabbed a hold of his hand.

"Uh…Lincy? Could you give me a quick back-crack?"

"Sure Leni."

Lincoln got behind Leni and wrapped his arms around her lower torso, just under her bust, put his hands together and picked up Leni momentarily, letting her back crack and re-align."

"Ooooo…..perfect Lincy! That's much better!"

"Glad I could be of service Leni. Now let's go downstairs; I'm sure mom and dad are gonna need help."

"O…okay….but, Linc….I mean, Lincoln?"

"Yeah Leni?"

"Thank you."

"For the back-crack?"

"For…for telling me you believed in me…that meant a lot."

"Anytime Leni," Lincoln said, giving Leni a quick hug, before Leni found herself unconsciously giving Lincoln a quick peck-kiss on his forehead. Lincoln laughed, smiling at her and ran out the room, all the while waiving her to come on. Leni just stood there…thinking…thinking about her shut-down, suspended animation moment…the thoughts that passed her mind…ones that deeply troubled her.

"He….he's such a totes awesome guy, "Leni said quietly, feeling her heart pound just a tiny bit faster than she expected. She closed her eyes momentarily, feeling her heart, rubbing over it, then pulling her hand down off of it in a disappointed manner.

"I…I wish he wasn't my brother…then these…thoughts…wouldn't be so…strange and…and totally not totes…even though they…feel super duper totes….here," Leni weakly said, waving her hand over her heart again, before deciding to try and suppress these thoughts with fashion ideas and a funny story to tell their folks about their rounds of Twister. She turned her light off and sighed, her eyes gleaming while looking at the Twister mat on the ground, wrinkled slightly but still in good shape.

"That was fun…I'm glad we all played Twister."

Leni closed the door and walked down towards the family…unaware that sitting in the bed the whole time, no one noticing, forgetting her existence…was Lucy, who heard and saw the whole of Leni's interaction and monologue. A strange, troubling alarm formed in Lucy's stomach.

"…this situation is getting more out of hand….I gotta keep reading that book…and expand my search on how to keep this under control and not blow up our family."

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8:22 PM

Rita and Lynn Sr surprised the family with Costco hotdogs and turkey sandwiches, opting to go bulk size for groceries instead of spending more for less at the standard grocery stores. They and the younger sisters had already eaten out in the Costco dining area, and were all completely exhausted, leaving the huge remaining order on the dining room table. Luan, Lynn and Luna took care of bringing in and putting away the groceries.

Rita and Lynn Sr took Lily and Lola, each respectively holding a toy from Toys R Us, while Lincoln took Lana who was holding onto a new hammer tightly, Lisa opting to stumble upwards the stairs with her new set of beakers and Erlenmeyer flasks, before Luan picked her up and carried her as she quickly fell asleep, a cute and uncharacteristic move of the little genius. When it was certain all the younger siblings were safe and sleeping in their rooms, the long exhausting day took Rita and Lynn Sr out, them crawling to their rooms and falling asleep on the ground mid-way through the doorway. Leni came in and picked them up, putting them gently on their bed, before Leni wished them goodnight, letting them know she could take it from here. She saw them nuzzle close to each other, wrapping their hands together, Rita and Lynn Sr weakly thanking Leni before they were permanently out.

The remaining siblings gathered around the kitchen counter, Lucy now coming down a few minutes later after spending some reserved contemplation on Leni's bed.

Leni asked what each sibling wanted and allocated accordingly. Lincoln and Lucy opted for the Turkey sandwiches while Luna, Luan and Lynn opted for the hotdogs, Luan jokingly saying she was "hotdoggin it tonight." Leni took the last food-item, the last turkey sandwich.

Luna suddenly ran out of the kitchen, leaving the others, especially Lincoln, questioning what she was up to. As they assembled around the table, Luna came back with a huge, purple dining table cover. She placed it over the entire table, its length folding well past the edges, going past the waists as everyone took their seats. Everybody looked at Luna with confused expressions.

"What? We should eat in style, right?"

Leni took their parents spot at the head of the table, Lucy and Lincoln placed on the right side, with Luan and Luna spaced to the left, Lynn taking the other end of the dining table. Lucy and Luan were faced across from each other…as were Lincoln and Luna.

They all began slowly eating and talking with one another, free reign from the usual anti-colloquial talk-rule that seemed to exist during dinner. Luna hadn't started, raising her eyebrows subtly up and down, humming "Respect the Wind" while putting mustard and ketchup in the dead center of the foot long Costco hotdog. Lincoln couldn't tell what Luna was humming while he talked to Luan and Lynn…but his mind registered it deeply.

As Leni, Luan and Lynn got in a deep conversation, Lynn suddenly left the table.

"This hotdog needs some mayonnaise!" She announced like a food critic.

"Ewwww Lynn…why would you eat mayonnaise with a hotdog!?" Leni asked in a twisted face, leaning over slightly to try and get a look at Lynn.

"It makes it go down easier…and I love mayonnaise. And…dang it! I should have taken the mayonnaise you scraped off your Turkey sandwich!"

Leni shuddered as Lynn came back within seconds, slathering mayonnaise all over the inner buns of her hotdog in huge gobs. Lincoln paid it no mind since he liked some equally, if not more eccentric culinary dishes. Suddenly…he felt something hit his crotch, his eyes budging out momentarily, till he saw a slick blush on Luna's face, smiling devilishly down at her plate.

"…so that's why she put the table cover on….oh god…what is she up to now?" Lincoln dreaded as he quickly looked under the table covers…her toes wiggling at him until her leg dropped down. He looked up and saw what she was trying to get his attention with.

Luna started trying to shove a good portion of the hotdog down, getting a quarter of the way, Lincoln giving a mortified expression as her eyes half-closed in sensual winks towards him.

"WHAT THE FUCK!? NOW OF ALL TIME!?" Lincoln blared in his head, before Luna suddenly coughed out the hotdog, mustard and ketchup plastered all over her mouth cartoonishly. Lincoln smirked and laughed under his breath, winking at Luna in a "nice try." Luna shot red in embarrassment, coughing several times and wiping her face before the others would notice.

Lincoln then began smirking directly at her, taking a piece of turkey from his turkey sandwich, and rolling it vertically between in fingers so only Luna could see. He pretended to be bored, putting his elbow on the table to lay his chin in his hand…subtly poking his tongue in and out of the space within the turkey, before eating it completely. Luna's body got hot and clammy, just as red as Lincoln's was moments ago.

"Beat that," Lincoln mouthed arrogantly to her, Luna now pouting in the corner of her face.

Then, while looking at everyone's drinks, and remembering there was a minute amount of milk left in the gallon of milk…she got an idea…an awful idea. Luna got a wonderful…awful idea. Her face contorted with the near-similarity of the Grinch's, laughing maniacally ever so quietly into her hand, before humming a random theme, something Lincoln new.

"What the….that's that troll theme…what is it again?...uhh…in….In The Hall of the Mountain King?"

She popped out of her seat with a quick spring, still humming that orchestral melody, Lincoln entirely too confident that he bested her successfully. He still heard her going full blast with the humming of that theme, wondering what ill-conceived and pitiful battle tactic she'd try.

Coming back later with a completely straight, poker face, she coughed slightly, slowing her pace so Lincoln could look over. Luan looked over momentarily…seeing something was slightly amiss.

As Lincoln's eyes caught Luna's, she grinned a grin most nefarious and wily, pretending to stub her right big toe into the wall, leaning at an angle, screeching loudly, and at the perfect level, pulled down the glass of milk she had towards her lower crotch, quickly jerked the glass…and made the entirety of the milk splash out onto the floor like a sensual gush.

Every blood cell in Lincoln's body surged towards his crotch, damn-near knocking him out in a faint, his body going pure white, his body a waterfall in sweat. Luan pretended to not see, but her eyes bulged out too at what she just saw.

"WAS SHE JUST TRYING TO SCREW WITH HIM!?" Luan blared in her head in alarm and anger.

Lynn quickly stopped her mayonnaise-lathering of her hotdog, running over to Luna to help her. Luna thanked her, feigning a tinge of hurt from the show, before she mouthed over to Lincoln,"…I win."

Lincoln quickly nodded, trying to concentrate on something entirely different, getting the blood flow to go back to his limp, pale limbs.

"Lincoln…you okay?" Lucy asked, now seeing what was going on.

"Yeah…you look white Lincy. I'm like, pretty sure a textbook I looked at once says that's not good," Leni added.

"You are looking a bit…pale Lincoln…want mine?" Luan punned, trying to redirect her mood to the frivolity of a joke-pun by pulling a small pail, smiling sheepishly, trying to pretend she didn't see Luna pull that stunt.

"I'm…I'm good, just got a little light headed. Just need to eat a bit more," Lincoln said with airy reassurance.

As Luna sat down and Lincoln took a sip of his Pibb, Luna winked, then asked a quick question.

"Hey bro…you wanna have some of my milk?"

Lincoln squirted the Pibb from his nose all over his shirt, choking and coughing out a fit before getting under control, Luan now giving a powerful curled brow over to Luna. Lucy just stared away blankly and forcefully as Leni and Lynn looked over to Luna's glass, both perplexed that Luna would be offering Lincoln her milk since she had none in it left in there.

"I think Lincoln needs some water….Luna," Luan said with a bit of force, giving Luna a quick look, Luna not necessarily seeing until Luan coughed hard. Luna now looked up into the bubbling rage that was Luan…and got spooked. She knocked off the shenanigans and now went full-consuming mode on her hotdog.

"You know," Lynn said, now ready to eat her hotdog, it coated in a huge layer of mayonnaise, "…some mayonnaise might help you bro."

"Good god Lynn….how can you stomach that much?" Lucy asked in extreme surprise, everyone now staring at Lynn.

"…what? It's good," Lynn said, before she started for the hotdog. She opened wide, and as any of the siblings watching could discern…it seemed as though Lynn was doing some kind of crazy magic trick, not moving an inch as she slid over three-quarters of the huge hotdog down, bun, dog and mayonnaise all. The entire table's eyes went wide, Lucy and Leni coughing from the site, Lincoln, Luna and Luan blushing heavily…before it happened.

Lynn squeezed on the latter part of the hotdog sticking out, causing the mayonnaise jammed in the corner to squirt out in several huge globs, right into Lynn's face, everyone's jaw dropping, everyone now blushing heavily, as Lynn pulled the entire hotdog right out of her mouth again, trying to wipe off the mayonnaise on her face. Lincoln's blood reversed course again to the second brain in his pants.

"I'M OUT!" Lincoln blared in his mind.

"WELL!" Lincoln announced and he popped out of his chair with nervous swagger, "it's been really awesome playing and eating with you….so, I'm full, and I'm a hit the hay. Goodnight everybody!"

Lincoln ran up the stairs a hundred miles an hour, everyone staring at him with confusion, before the shocked focus was drawn back to Lynn.

"…what?" she asked innocently, before another gob of mayonnaise shot out right in her left eye, all the sister's faces shooting bright red.