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!

12. Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Halloween Night

Over the next few days, things started to slowly come back to semblance in the Loud house.

Luna and Lincoln were making good on keeping their interactions limited, playing the prior platonic roles of brother and sister to a tee, hanging out as usual, but with the giant truth between them still in their peripheral view.

Luan was doing a bit better in keeping tabs on them, making sure they didn't go out of line, but most of all, keeping tabs on herself. Her head was feeling a little less messed up, liking this new role as cultivator and protector for them was actually going to help her cope. It was in her rationale the best situation possible, knowing full well she'd be in the loop, but out of the loop too.

Leni kept her promise and took responsibility for the washing machine's condition, and gave Rita and Lynn her saved mall money for the next two weeks. This meant she wouldn't be able to get the costume she wanted to buy, but would have fun trying to design herself one.

Lori managed to stay over Monday and Tuesday night, before her and Bobby were told by Leni personally that she would be fine. It was on Wednesday night though that Leni had several more bad dreams. She didn't freak out like she did Sunday night; that was an improvement at least. She snuck off and asked if she could spend the night in Lincoln's bed with him, to which he more than obliged. It made her feel safe to be cuddled against Lincoln, and he felt like he more than owed Leni this little luxury. Lincoln did have to keep cautious though; he didn't want Leni finding out about his nightly expansions, so he took to facing the wall while Leni got his spot in the bed; it didn't help Lincoln that several times throughout the night Leni cuddled Lincoln tight and unwarily got her hands dangerously close to his…packaging. It wasn't a sleep-filled night for Lincoln, but at least he knew Leni slept happily, and was on standby for her.

Rita and Lynn Sr came in and saw the site. They took a quick photo, before Lincoln shooshed them away. They almost left, before thanking Lincoln for being such a sweet, good-caring little brother, and also that they had no plans on grounding anyone for the horrific situations, since they were partly responsible for letting things spiral as bad as they did. Lincoln thanked them, but showed them a box of all his comics, anime, manga and movies; he was instigating a self-imposed grounding on himself, and asked his parents to put his things in storage until he felt like he would feel less guilty for putting Luna and Leni in those situations, till he felt her earned the right to have those amenities again…they begrudgingly obliged him.

Luna had walked in later that night and saw Leni curled up against him, at first feeling a little pissed. But after watching and watching them for a while, she found the sight…interesting. It was strange in her mind. Leni seemed to have this certain…quality about her that caused Luna to imagine…things…with, between, and all over Lincoln. What was strangest was that she let herself in the mix of this imagination.

It was a brief fantasy. She chalked it up to being horny, to which a quick late-night shower session cleared right up, but those thoughts stayed in the back of her mind.

Lisa was noticing the changes big time happening in the documents and situations happening behind the scenes in the White House; it was nothing less than the entire restructuring of the Trump administration. And the results were coming in fast. Not only was there aid being sent to Detroit from across the continental US, but all over states that were having severe water contamination problems and infrastructure issues, and resource aid flooded from Canada, Australia, Western Europe, Japan, and surprisingly of all countries, China and Russia, on good will. Detroit was going to be declared the "city that will be bigger and better than ever before." Trump promised Detroit would become a new economic powerhouse of the country, and judging by the massive emergency infrastructure bill he got the congress to pass with the surprising supportive help of the Vermont democratic socialist senator, and the near ceasing of virtually all foreign US military activity, the budgetary funds being diverted back to the country for infrastructure and the battling proposition of Norwegian-styled healthcare instituted in the country, it seemed the worst of the worst in Washington couldn't hold back this juggernaut motion of recovering spirit and integrity the country greatly needed and demanded. Lisa found it a shame that it took the worst natural catastrophe in US history for this to get the ball rolling, but, as even the most unlikely individuals in power could admit, epiphanies can hit like a ton of bricks. Luan saw this on TV with Lisa and made a funny remark about it, akin to a superhero movie quote Luan loved, and then modified it: redemption and madness are one of the same, and both are like gravity; all it takes, is a little push. Luan still despised and didn't trust Trump, but Lisa of all the Louds, coyly said in her own, technical way, to give him a chance.

Luna, Leni and Lori's college quarters were cancelled for the term, and they'd have to start the classes at another time, but they didn't mind this too much; their community college needed to be rebuilt after part of the tornado that struck Luna and Leni in the Packard meandered to downtown Royal Woods and leveled a good chunk of the campus. The miracle was that there were no deaths. Elementary, Middle and High School was cancelled indefinitely, which meant no homework at least for the youngling and teen Louds. Lincoln couldn't shake off a bad feeling though that, once he got back in his 8th grade classes, he'd find less of his friends in school, and all their phone numbers were on his now water-damaged cellphone. Time would tell.

Things were going well, and the recovery was slowly but surely happening, frighteningly fast in the last few days. Yet the heartache of the populace was still bitter and intense, as where the collective feelings for the thousands of lives lost a few days ago, but one could only try and hope. Moving on and remembering was the recourse many had to adopt, especially Lincoln.

He tried looking up any Mary Jemison's around in the Detroit records, and couldn't find her. He'd promise that he would find her family, and tell them what Mary asked to tell her family. He still hadn't told Luna yet though of his whole ordeal. Luna could feel something was up, but didn't push it with him. When he was ready, he'd talk. They had that connection.

Luna herself tried looking up that officer that took the baby from the bus. She cursed not putting her cellphone in the Packard, and losing all the info on the infant. The hits on her head from the tunnel and underwater peril, not to mention her nearly drowning, must have caused her to forget what the baby's mom's name was.

Lily, Rita and Lynn Sr, the twins, seemed to be getting back into the swing of things as well while also taking great pains to keep watch of the three tornado survivors, particularly Leni. No episodes like the midnight one a few days ago thank goodness, but they were on edge. And the twins kept their promise in toning down the fighting between them. Lincoln made sure of that personally several times.

Lucy was still thinking about everything prior to the sister-fight-protocol and tornado deal. It was temporarily pushed in the back of her mind, but now, she felt like Luna and Lincoln were closer than ever. She hadn't a clue how severe the trauma they had suffered had been, but now, with the realization that all three were sucked into the tornado, Luna and Lincoln in particular being pulled in together by that little detail Leni said, it seemed impossible in her mind to not conclude the following; Lincoln and Luna were unofficially speaking, an official item.

She could tell. All the little signs between the two of them had an extra sweetness and layering to them that their prior close-sibling relationship lacked. As well-kept their secret was, the tiny cues, blushes, exchanges, and constant hanging out with one another seemed to give it away. Lucy drew her conclusion; Lincoln and Luna were boyfriend-girlfriend. Maybe they didn't know what level, but they could certainly be catalogued as such.

What was troubling Lucy the most was how Leni played into all this. She was back to her naïve, sweet self, but around Lincoln in particular, seemed to get a bit bubblier than usual. Lucy determined this was a result of effectively seeing both her siblings die in front of her eyes and trying to spend time with them…or it could be Leni…covertly testing the waters with him.

That wasn't generally possible in Lucy's mind. Leni wasn't the type, and most of all, she may have not been very bright, but she must know about the forbidden nature about what she could conceivably be feeling for Lincoln. And as far as Lucy could tell, Lincoln was just being the protective, helpful younger brother. She even caught Leni asking Lincoln to stay with her Wednesday night when she was having a bad dream. Lucy camped out in the vents for a long time to make sure nothing crazy happened.

Nothing. Leni just curled in Lincoln's bed, and as soon as both were asleep, Leni pulled Lincoln in her chest like a teddy bear.

It was difficult to gage Leni, but not Luna, since she came into the room later than night after their parents goggled at the sight of Leni snug with Lincoln. Luna saw both of them. At first expecting a shit show, she saw Luna give some sensual looks…not just to Lincoln, but to Leni as well. Things were getting…confusing and more complicated for Lucy to track at least. Luna in Lucy's mind might be latently bicurious, but then again, the way she inspected both Lincoln and Luna, she couldn't pass the possibility that she herself was curious as well…a forbidden curiousness.

Lucy kept this thinking overall to a minimum. It was family time for the coming days, and the situation was out of her hands. And it was curious how Luan seemed to be in the subtle background of Luna and Lincoln. She may have not been directly involved, but Lucy did notice that Luan did her own thing when they were separated, but when together, kept within a birds-eye view.

The one who seemed to be having the toughest time out of everyone was Lynn. That strange imagining of Lincoln in bunny lingerie played with her mind, and the many times throughout the day she saw him… the imaginations got even more lucid, exact, detailed…lustful…every time she saw him. It was getting unbearable, and Wednesday night, after hearing Luna get out of the shower and waiting for twenty minutes, she popped in herself…and pleasured herself in the most muddled, confusing way possible…she imagined Lincoln from her dreams…then in real life, doing things. It was the football dream, with her winning the game, Lincoln congratulating her, getting her feet sensually massaged, the little fun conversations they had…it all seemed like something that would happen for real between them. And then…the confession from Lynn…and the eventual unionization of their interactions in one steamy, hot, showery engagement.

Lynn's re-living of that dream did an extraordinary number on her exotic sensualizing…and for some reason in her mind, as she re-played her dream amid her furious warping of her parts, another person seemed to join them…a woman.

It was another Lynn, a duplicate.

It freaked her out beyond belief. Lincoln was bad enough, but thinking about another woman doing things with Lincoln…herself, and then with another one of her, doing herself…then both of them, Lincoln and this carbon-copy of Lynn at the same time…she was in nothing less than a severely discombobulating time in her mind. She may have thought she was going sexually crazy, possibly hedonistic, narcissistically egotistical, and was only so glad that the few times she had her room to herself, she stealthy steamed out a quick rub-out to get rid of these strange feelings.

Besides this mangled situation in her mind, Lynn was legitimately happy to have Lincoln back, to have Leni and Luna back, to have them all on good, loving terms again. She only worried that she couldn't get her own terms in line and keep a lid on what she was feeling for Lincoln…and now apparently…her developing openness to the possibility of having relations with the same sex.

But there was bustling activity going on, in the house, in the neighborhood, in the city at large, especially with Devil's night, the night before Halloween. All the Louds had their costumes primed and ready for the next day, the day of playing roles and getting free candy from strangers…and as Lucy could recall still, the night Lincoln and Luna would have their first date.

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Halloween Evening: Thursday, October 31st, 2019

It was just getting around sunrise.

The Royal Woods neighborhood fought back the horror of the surrounding ruins by resurrecting the Halloween spirit and decorations across town, trying to get the swing of things back in place. It was a way to occupy the population's mind on something else other than the disaster and politics of what was going down. And the Loud's neighborhood seemed to be the few intact areas the residence was pumping out the Halloween spirit ridiculously high.

Kids upon kids walked to and fro along the streets getting what seemed like an endless free bonanza of candy. Mr. Grouse himself put in the effort to get a crap load of king-sized candy bars, and carved out a little roar in his pumpkin. Of all things, he still had that tattered American flag waiving still, unwilling to take it down.

Rita and Lynn Sr were taking the younger Louds out trick-or-treating. Rita was dressed conservatively as a bumblebee, Lynn as a manly flower, switching the gender roles comically.

Lily was dressed as Ladybug Miraculous, Lisa as an Einstein caricature, Lola as evil Elsa from the new Frozen 2 she, Leni and Rita saw, and Lana as Mario. All Lana had to do was draw an M on her red cap in white marker; she could get it out later, but liked the emblem on it.

Lisa wasn't too keen on the whole trick-or-treat prospect…until they went next door to Grouse's and got free chocolate-dip covered Kit Kat Bars…and that set off the candy-loving lunatic inside Lisa. Never had anyone in the family loved chocolate like Lisa, nor would they expect her frenetic pace to outmatch even that of Lily's; it was going to be a long trick or treat session with the younglings, and her chocolate craze skirted the line of addiction.

Lucy opted out of trick or treating this year, instead wanting to stay home and secretly read more of the Dollanganger series books by V.C. Andrews, having just started on Petals on the Wind. It may have not helped much with deciphering Lincoln and Luna's situation, but she found the books oddly…gruesome, tragic and realistic in their own way; a grungy grey Goth-like focus on the harsh realities of existence in the context of the characters from the prior book growing older and having harder ordeals. Lucy got sucked in, big time. She did dress up though, as something different then she usually did, and not for the sake of scaring off the ghosts and ghouls on Halloween; she dressed as a female version of Edward Scissorhands, although having to comically omit the trademark scissorhands because they nearly shredded her book.

Lynn opted to stay home as well, not wanting to be out and about surprisingly on Halloween. She marginally dressed up, putting on her tight, really long black baseball shirt with a white number one logo on it, with two white horizontal stripes on the shoulders and just around her belly button, and a small pair of matching black shorts that hid themselves under the very long shirt, making it look like all she wore was the shirt. In addition she threw on a random pair of dog ears on, not really caring about Halloween per say; she was still ruminating in her own confusing dreams, relaxing by reading her sports almanac and watching a crap load of sports TV. She told her folks she'd be the one to give out candy to the trick-or-treaters that would drop by their home.

6:27 PM

Sunrise over Detroit, and the sky hadn't a cloud in sight.

Lynn and Lucy watched Rita, Lynn Sr and the other younglings get into vanzilla and drive off to the other side of Royal Woods.

As soon as they pulled out, another van pulled up along the driveway. It was several of Lori's old friends who now went to college with her, picking up the four heading out. The driver, Chaz, an obese goofball and nice guy was dressed as some obscure Pony Princess character and his girlfriend, Dana, was dressed as Minnie Mouse. Carol Pingrey, Lori's longtime rival in high school was with them too, dressed as a blonde version of Wonder Woman, and Becky, dressed as a Russian dancer in skimpy clothing; apparently she liked Lincoln's little dance tricks from Lori's failed sophisticated party so much she got into that style of dancing just because of him. Then there was Teri, Bobby's former neighbor who taught him to speak Italian Mandarin, dressed as a pink leopard in scantly clothing.

The real plans for the night lay with the other four siblings. They'd be out and about for a while, two taken to hang out with the crowd at the Halloween party happening in Ferndale, while two others were going to be dropped off in the Theater complex, which coincidently was close to the Haunted House, among other facilities.

"HEY YOU GUYS! YA DONE YET? YOUR RIDE'S HERE!" Lynn yelled out. The siblings rolled out one by one.

Leni came down first, wearing her own fashioned costume; a tight, well-defined aqua-green and white one-piece dress, with her arms and legs exposed, a small halo dangling above her head, wearing white fuzzy boots; she was dressed up as an angel. She also had on a small poofy white jacket she fashioned up with a hoodie with small dangling things inside it.

"Like it Lynn? Lucy? I made it myself. It's so totes comfy," Leni said all bubbly with a happy smile. Lucy saw her and nearly vomited in her mouth by how much "angel" Leni seemed to give off. Lynn couldn't help but notice how Leni's costume conformed well to her body…too well.

"It's…really white Leni. Really poofy too. Why an angel?"

"Angels are nice," Leni responded in a confused yet explanatory sense. "It's not just an angel though. I made this," Leni said, rolling her hoodie on; it was a fluffy set of small Polar Bear ears, with a little black representing the interiors, and from the sides of the poofy jacket she had on, pulled out a pair of polar bear paws. Leni looked happy when she made this change in front of Lynn and Lucy.

"Wait, is it not nice on me? It's not nice on me at all, is it?"

"No no no Leni! It's…you look beautiful in it. Angels…and Polar Bears huh?"

"Yup. I really like both."

"Kinda are both actually," Lynn said under her breath, "And yeah, I like it. It's Lucy here who can't stand the angel stuff."

"No offense, but she's right," Lucy sighed out, before proceeding to barf in a trash basket from how cute Leni looked.

"Are you okay Lucy?" Leni asked in concern, coming over to pat her on the back.

"I'm…fine. I'm just not use to that much…white…and angel stuff….eck….sigh. If it wasn't for the Polar Bear, I'd be in a coma."

"Well well then, we know how Lucy got her mental scars…do ya wanna know how I got these scars?" An unsetting voice said from the stairs, before crazy, goofy laughing from a purple and green flash jumped down from the stairs; it was Luan, dressed as the Heath Ledger Joker from The Dark Knight. She let her hair loose with no ponytail, hued her hair a puke-neon green, wearing a more polished version of the facial makeup, with the blacked-out eyes with tiny lines to add a slight mime-touch, a pure white face and used blood-red lipstick to make the eerie scar-smile. She also had the exact costume on too, although it too like Leni's costume conformed extremely well, particularly with the fact that her breasts made the entire costume look tight against her frame. And she wasn't wearing pants at all, just a purple skirt and some black and purple stockings with an old pair of shoes with gel inserts.

Lynn and Leni were nearly freaked out, but Lucy fell in love with the look.

"HOLY CRAP LUAN! Is…that you?"

"Yep," Luan said with a big giant smile on her face. She made a quick, warped Joker smile, before going back to her chipper smile.

"Wow…who is that anyway?" Leni asked naively. Luan just pulled out a card; it was the joker card from a playing deck.

"Here's my card Leni," Luan said with a giggle.

"Luan…you're my new hero," Lucy said with a big smile, taking out her cellphone and snapping a selfie with her.

"Good thing I pre-ordered a ways back…but it's still a little tight," Luan moaned out a little, unbuttoning the area around her chest a few buttons. She wiggled her butt around too, trying to let it bunch out a bit around her crotch. She noticed the van outside.

"Oh, killer! They're here. LUNA! LINCOLN! WE GOTTA GO SOON!"

"DOWN IN A SECOND!" Both said, before they heard Luna yell out to Lincoln to head down first. They heard a little rustling.

"So Luan, are you ready for that big Halloween party? It's gonna be totes fun!" Leni screeched happily.

"Sure am sis. Can't wait to showcase my skills there!"

"What skills?" Lynn asked.

"…comedy of course. Leni said there would be a stand-up comedy session, so I'm definitely not gonna miss that. I'm gonna leave them in stitches," Luan said, pulling out a fake little plastic knife, "…get it?"

"Ha! That sounds cool," Lynn mused. Lucy just got back to reading her book, though still smiling at the sight of Luan and Leni looking over their own looks; diametric opposites as one could get in terms of the characters they were dressed as; Leni a angel-polar bear and Luan as the Heath Ledger Joker.

"Hey Lucy, whatcha reading?" Lynn asked.

"Something…twisted and warped for my own viewing pleasure."

"What's it about anyway? Gotta be pretty good to knock you out of going trick or treating."

"…I rather not have to say the phrase "smell my feet" every house to get some candy. Besides, this book is about the perennial suffering and maligned nature of the human condition, no matter the level of hope one has."

Lynn, Luan and Leni just stayed silent, staring at the little Goth looking at them blankly.

"…you wouldn't understand…sigh…"

"Well…at least you four are gonna have some fun. I'll be here with the queen of darkness," Lynn said morosely, flashing through more sports channels. More honking came from outside.

Leni walked outside and said it would be another few minutes; they were waiting for two more still. Then she came back inside.

"So where are Lincoln and Luna? Aren't they going too?" Lynn asked. Lucy kept quiet.

"They're doing their own thing tonight," Luan said.

"What? Lincoln still wants to go trick or treating?" Lynn said jokingly.

"Nah, Luna promised she'd take him to that Haunted House by the Goodwill and Spa, then go re-watch the Godzilla movie. Remember how they virtually missed the whole movie? You know? Luna puking her guts out and Lincoln being there for her?"

"Oh…oh yeah, I forgot about that," Lynn replied, thinking back with a slight frown, Lucy nodding even though she knew the truth.

"Poor Luna and Lincy. That was so sweet of him to watch over her like that. Hopefully they'll have fun tonight watching Gorjilla," Leni said.

"…Godzilla Leni," the other three replied.

"Isn't that what I said?"

They all face-palmed, before they saw a black flash run down the stairs.

"What the heck was that?" Lynn asked, wondering where the flash went.

The flash suddenly picked up Lynn and tickled her, before giving a quick punch to her shoulder, then disappearing out of sight.

"Oh…OH! I know who that is. Where are ya bro?"

Silence.

Everyone was on their toes, waiting for something to happen.

Suddenly another flash came around, Lynn dive-bombing toward it, before losing sight completely.

"HA! I know it's you dude. SHOW YOURSELF!" Lynn roared out in a jolly laugh, nervous yet excited at playing this little game. The lights in the living room were clicked off.

"Hold up…I know how to fish him out," Luan said, pulling Leni up close, a confused Leni looking unsure what to do. Luan grabbed Leni's cheeks firmly yet gently.

"Play along Leni."

"Uhh…okay…what do I-"

Luan started speaking in a put-on unnerving voice, "Oh, you look nervous. Is it the scars? You want to know how I got 'em? Come here. Hey! Look at me…so I had a wife. She was beautiful, like you. Who tells me I worry too much. Who tells me I ought to smile more. Who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks. One day, they carve her face. And we have no money for surgeries. She can't take it. I just want to see her smile again. I just want her to know that I don't care about the scars. So... I stick a razor in my mouth and do this..."

Luan then mimics slicing her mouth open with her tongue, while Leni looks positively unnerved by how in-character Luan is acting in, Lynn and Lucy mortified by how accurate Luan's Joker impression is.

"...to myself. And you know what? She can't stand the sight of me! She leaves…now I see the funny side…now I'm always smiling!"

Luan pulled Leni's leg up to pretend she knee-smacked Luan's groin.

"Lynn, over here," Luan whispered, Lynn running over next to Luan and looking devilishly out at all sides.

"…a little fight in you…I like that," Luan said hauntingly.

"Then you're gonna love me," a young gravelly voice said, before the black flash popped out of the shadows and tackled down both Luan and Lynn at the same time. The pile rolled onto the ground, before Lynn got the upper hand momentarily and pinned him down.

"Nice try bro…almost had us, but I still taught you everything you know," Lynn said with a giant winner's grin, pulling off a Dark Knight mask; it was Lincoln, dressed up as Batman from the Christopher Nolan movies.

"Ah dang it; thought I had you that time."

"Oh, what's wrong Linc? Why so serious?" Luan mused, before they all began laughing. Leni and Lucy just looked over at the pile.

"Do you understand what's going on Lucy?"

"Yeah…they're playing around reenacting scenes from a superhero movie…don't worry too much."

Lynn and Luan pulled Lincoln up; he sported the costume extremely well, fitting the mask back on. It was extremely slim on him, but something was weird about the armor part of his costume.

"Hey Lincoln? What's up with the sides and belly part of your costume?" Lynn asked.

"What? Oh, had to cut those parts off; they weren't really comfortable on me."

"So wait…you're not wearing any of the costume's armor on right now?" Lynn asked in surprise.

"Nope, just the top-most chest plate and a skin-tight black under-armor shirt, see?" Lincoln said, pulling his under armor shirt up, showing his abed stomach and trimmed sides. Lincoln then dropped the shirt back down; apparently it wasn't the armor Lynn felt, but his abs, which showed right through the tight profile of the shirt. All of them looked at him blankly; Lynn and Luan couldn't help but blush a bit, and Leni caught herself mid drool, wiping her mouth out just before her saliva trickled down her breasts. Lucy placed the book in front of her face, trying to hide her own minor blushing, thankful the others were out of each other's site.

"Wh…what?"

"Nothing Lincoln. So…no Ace Savvy costume this year?"

"Nah, I need to change things up a bit Luan."

"Why Lincoln?" Luan asked confused, "even though I think it's a perfect complement to my own costume."

"Want to know why really?" Lincoln asked sincerely. They all waited.

"…BECAUSE…I'M BATMAN!"Lincoln yelled out quickly in a jokingly bad gravelly voice.

Luan and Lynn rolled on the ground laughing their asses off in tears. Leni was still confused, and Lucy was just watching silently, moving from the pages of her book to the happenings of right now.

"HAHAHAH! OH MY GOD! Ha….heheh….so…ya see Luna's costume yet?" Luan asked, getting her motor back in line. "We weren't expecting a change from you like this, but Luna said you might re-think the whole Ace Savvy thing. I really didn't think you were gonna do that…so this makes it all the funnier…and actually, all the more coincidental…it's a funny world we live in."

"Why's that Luan? And no, Luna sent me down first. I don't have a clue what she's gonna be wearing."

"Mmmmeeeooowwww," a sultry, velvety and sensual voice cooed from the stairs. Lincoln's eyes, and by extension, everyone else's went wide in shock, except Luan who had a gigantic smile on her face.

"I hope everyone likes it. Took a while, but Leni unwittingly helped big time, didn't you Leni?"

"I had no idea what I was stitching together Luan," Leni said, now turning around to hear movement along the stairs. Tepid but excited footsteps came from above.

"Just wait...this is gonna be awesome," Luan said, before inching close to Lincoln and whispering in his ear quietly, "especially for you bro." Lincoln gulped, before the sights changed, and everyone's mouths except Luan's gaped open.

Down the stairs came Luna, dressed as the Golden Age Catwoman, but instead of a long cloak dress, was outfitted in a dress that stopped just above her thighs, and the sides were sliced out, revealing Luna's inordinately gifted ass. The whole costume conformed to her profile probably the best out of all the costumes of anyone, especially since it was made entirely out of sassy-purple colored under-armor. She wore black shiny spiked boots that went up to the middle of her calf muscles, and had on the Catwoman mask with extra-spiked ears on it, with a small green cape as opposed to the original massive one; she really wanted to flaunt the junk in her trunk to Lincoln, so to speak.

Lincoln was utterly marveled and humbled by how hot and voluptuous Luna looked; the costume tightened around her stomach, and revealed an inordinate amount of cleavage. And the freckles…Lincoln was noticing more and more how many freckles were all over her body.

One could see Luna's eyes and cheeks, the latter blushing from a subtle amount of nervousness and embarrassment.

"So…what do ya gals and guy think?" Luna asked, before letting out a cute purring sound.

Lincoln wrapped his cape around his face momentarily to try and hide a monster nose-bleed. Luan smiled and giggled, Leni and Lynn were still speechless, and Lucy opened a chunk of her hair, revealing long-hidden eyes to slyly take in what she was seeing.

"Au…au..au…au… …whoa…" Lynn stuttered, now feeling her own butt, feeling severely inadequate seeing Luna come down.

"Humuna humuna humuna, am I right?" Luan asked proudly.

Lincoln was so glad he had the cape on to cover his own face, trying to pretend he was using it to dramatic effect, when revealing to Luna subtly his own pronounced blushing and nose bleed.

"Good lord….what the hell is gonna be in my future?" Lucy dreaded, wondering if she'd be cursed to have the things Luna, Leni and Luan had developed to ridiculous extremes.

"Wow…you're going to a haunted house and a movie…like that," Leni thought, feeling a little inadequate herself next to Luna's frame; hers was more of a moderated mix between Luan and Luna anyways, but couldn't help at feel a bit jealous that Lincoln would be hanging out with her for Halloween night. But apparently they did make these plans last Saturday, so Leni had to buck up and accept it. She did find herself…looking at Luna's rump longer than she would have normally had, just wondering how it got so big.

"Luna?"

"Yeah Leni?"

"How…did it get so big?" Leni asked innocently, Lincoln now covering his crotch with his cape covertly.

"Simple dude…you see our mom lately?" Luna replied in a chill tone. Leni just thought and thought, before she again did something she wasn't good at; connecting the dots that their mom, Rita, had some seriously…thick accenting around her body…some might say, thicc.

Lincoln began to survey his other sisters. Lucy was adorably cute he admitted, but the others…they got him in the gut, as ashamed he was to admit; Lynn had an athletic tomboy look that was womanly and feminine, yet still able to kick his butt any time of the day, and if he was honest, the abs he had were nothing compared to the ridiculously tight, rock hard eight-pack Lynn packed, visibly poking through her own tight shirt; Leni looked positively stunning in her hybrid angel/polar bear costume, and thought she came upon the perfect combination that reflected her true self. Then Luan…Lincoln got a kick out of this the most. He wasn't going to tell anyone about his surprise choice, as he wanted to somewhat align with another sibling this year. It was lucky that Luan didn't choose a typical clown or something she usually did, and went edgier…and if Lincoln was being honest, bouncier; those buttons on the chest of her costume were being pushed to their limits, and they weren't metal either.

But Luna was in many ways his perfect counterpart; in reality Batman and Catwoman did flirt and have relationships, as Lincoln could remember from reading the DC comics. His last minute change was definitely not regrettable to him now, that's for sure.

"So we ready dudes? Cause I wanna have some fun," Luna said with a tinge of covert lust. Lincoln nearly fell over, Luan gave a wicked side grin, and Lucy leaned forwards while still pretending to read her book.

"Yeah, let's head out guys, before like, Chaz decides to leave us behind."

"Leni…Chaz is the last of Lori's friends to ditch on any of us," Luan said to her.

"What about at Lori's sophisticated party?"

"…fair point. No one likes those…good thing we're going to a fun Halloween party with comedy," Luan said happily while wrapping an arm around Leni. Leni did the same herself, as both headed out the house. Leni suddenly ran back in and headed for Lucy and Lynn.

"You two sure you're going to be okay?"

"Don't worry about us. We'll be fine," Lynn said encouragingly, waving her almanac and remote control around sporadically.

"Yeah. We're set for the night," Lucy added on.

"Well…okay you two…here," Leni said, pulling Lynn and Lucy into a giant hug, both now squirming out in help, trying to reach their hands out for Lincoln and Luna. Both just looked at them with cheeky grins.

"…sigh…you two abandoned us," Lucy huffed out.

"I won't forget this…Luna! Lincoln! I'll get you back!" Lynn asserted comically when Leni plopped her and Lucy down. Leni then walked out with a happy pep in her step.

"Yeah yeah…we'll buy you some snacks from the theater," Lincoln mused jokingly.

"Wait…couldn't you just sneak in snacks again?"

"Could we just sneak in snacks she says," Luna said with a smirk to Lincoln, before both of them opened their capes and revealed hidden drinks and snack candies along covert parts of their costumes.

"That's frickin sweet. Well have fun you two," Lynn said, rolling over and giving each a hug, Lincoln the longest.

"And try not to lose your lunch in there Luna," Lynn mused openly.

"Lose my what?"

"You know…throw up, get sick again?"

"Au…OH…yeah. Hope it's not some wacked thing. Love ya two," Luna said, before strolling out next.

"Have fun Lincoln…don't go too crazy tonight," Lucy said to him, subtly injecting more possible meaning than Lincoln might realize.

"Thanks Lucy. We're just seeing a movie and going to a haunted house, but…okay," Lincoln said, wondering what she meant. Lucy seemed to be in the shadows more often the last few days, either out of sight, or just sneaking up on him, Luna, Luan or both.

"Hmmm….she couldn't….nah….Lucy's a lot of things, but not a sneak."

Lincoln checked his back pocket black jeans; wallet full of his saved cash and Theater reward points card, front left pocket with his temporary cellphone, right pocket his keys and bagged IPod.

"Goodbye girls. Have fun scaring the Trick or Treaters."

Lincoln closed the door. Lynn walked over and chained the door. There was a big bowl of candy on their table ready to be issued out two-by-two pieces per kid.

Lynn just observed the surroundings. The van pulled out carrying Luna, Luan, Leni and Lincoln.

It was just Lynn and Lucy home now. Lynn, still staring out the window while Lucy got glued back into her book…gave a lustful little grin.

"Hey Lucy?"

"Yeah Lynn?"

"Can you do me a favor and give the candy out for a while? I need to relax for a bit?"

"Relax? You Lynn?"

"My head's hurting. Need to get some Z's."

"…okay. Do you want me to get you a headache pill?"

"Nah…I just need to…relax for a bit," Lynn said, faux-rubbing her head in pain, but really feeling butterflies in her stomach…for what she was about to be doing.

"Hmmm…something's wrong with Lynn. Normally she's the last person to want to relax…I'll check up on her when I get through this chapter….oh, chapters…fifty pages."

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6:50 PM

Everyone was packed in like sardines in the van. They were all heading for the Haunted House to drop Luna and Lincoln at, then heading to their big Halloween party. Becky tried convincing both of them to come join them at the big Halloween party they were going to at the old warehouse being rented out in Ferndale. Luna and Lincoln both politely declined but thanked her for the offer. Lincoln happened to be sitting next to Becky on the way in the van, scooched between her and Carol. Both were complementing Lincoln profusely on his costume, and leaning into each other's ears and giggling with one another, right above Lincoln's head.

"So Lincoln…tell me, is that real armor, or are those something else?" Carol asked, looking devilishly at him. Lincoln just gave an explanatory look and said, "Actually, I cut the costume armor off. This is just a black under-armor shirt, see?" Lincoln said, showing Carol, and now Becky his stomach filled with abs and trimmed down waist. Both girls' eyebrows lifted up, poking his abs, before he nervously closed his shirt. They still pressed their fingers at his abs poking through the confining profile of the shirt.

Luan was getting annoyed at how they were toying with Lincoln…but Luna was watching from the back seat with eyes that spoke of murder and gut-goring intention. Her eyes turned blood red angry, and she was putting finger-holes in the seats. Leni was in the back hanging with Terri trying to blow on her halo sticking over her head; Terri and Leni were having a ball in the back completely distracted with each other's company.

"…back….off…" Luna said very quietly but extremely angrily.

"Sshhh…Luna…calm down girl….Linc's got it. They're not playing with him too bad," Luan quietly whispered. Luckily Chaz had a rock song blaring to mildly ease some of the seething rage Luna was gradually amass with.

"Oh, Lincoln. Those Russian dance moves. Can I ask you about them?"

"Shoot Becky."

"Yeah…I'll shoot Becky," Luna mumbled quietly, Luan slyly smiling from that quip.

Becky suddenly put a boot on Lincoln's lap, taking it off and showing her bare foot, wiggling her toes profusely. Luan had to covertly hold Luna back from reaching over and punching the living mother of hell out of Becky.

"When you do that one spiral move, which side of my toes should I land on?"

"Oh, that's easy Becky. Press your pinky toe down first, lift your whole foot, then roll to the right. That way you don't sprain anything," Lincoln said, being helpful but hoping Becky would move her foot off him; he was beginning to feel Luna kick his spot like she was communicating with him Morse code, in this case, foot code.

"Thank you Lincoln. At least he's helpful," Becky said to Carol, who was just giving Becky a raspberry.

"So…how many others are going to this party?" Leni asked in the back seat, sitting with Terri.

"Probably about a hundred…maybe two…it's gonna be a crazy fun ride that's for sure, right Dana?" Chaz said excitedly.

"Totally. It's gonna be one of the wildest…heck, maybe the wildest party thrown in a long time, and since College is out for the quarter, about the only good thing to come out of this situation, we can party-hard for the rest of it!"

"I can't wait for what's in store there…crazy stuff is waiting," Carol said with a cheeky smile.

"And again guys. Thanks again for taking me and Luna to our destination," Lincoln said, before Carol knocked Becky's foot off and squished his left cheek, virtually all of it since he had the Batman mask on still. Luna nearly catapulted on her.

"These cheeks are just too cute…masculine, yet fair and firm with lots of freckles…you're gonna make a girl very happy with your cute looks one day Lincoln," Carol cooed. Luan could have sworn steam was boiling out of Luna's nose and ears.

"Luna? Are you okay?" Leni asked innocently, seeing Luna's frame get more and more…angry-feeling.

"I'm fine Leni," Luna winced out with her teeth grid-locked.

"…WHAT THE FUCK DO THEY THINK THEY'RE DOING TO HIM!" Luna roared internally, her fingers now shredding through to the metal frame of the seat; she was putting indented marks from how hard she was gripping it.

"Luna! Come on! Calm down!"

"They're fucking toying with him like he was a piece of meat…fucking bitches!" Luna hissed silently in Luan's ear.

"Don't worry Luna. Carol and Lori are frenemies, so Carol is probably trying to just screw with Lori via Lincoln."

"…Lori…fucking way ta go sis…sending us with a bunch of fucking assholes."

"God damn it Luna! Knock it off!"

"You two okay back there?" Carol asked with a furled eyebrow.

"Oh yeah! Just trying to get a good set of dirty jokes ready for the stand-up. Luna ain't too keen on them, and I don't want anyone to hear them yet…hehehe."

"Stand-up? Hey Chaz, is there gonna be stand-up at this Halloween party?" Carol asked, leaning over to Dana and Chaz in the front seat. She seemed to waive and wiggle her butt around right in Lincoln's view. Luna was near her breaking point.

"There's gonna be a lot at this Halloween party. Stand-up probably…I dunno…BUT WE'RE GONNA PARTY! YEAH!"

"RIGHT ON CHAZ!"Dana yelled out happily, before leaning over and giving Chaz a deep kiss.

"Alright you two, save it for the party!" Terri from the back yelled out.

"Huh…they don't know if there's gonna be stand-up there definitively…ah well, I'll get some stand-up in there," Luan mused. She was noticing all this talk about how crazy the party was going to be, and was wondering what this exactly meant. She never went to a Halloween party like this before, neither had Leni; Lori maybe, and quite possibly Luna. It'd be a fun, new experience Luan hoped, and Leni seemed all gung-ho about it.

Carol sat back down, but seemed to intentionally sit on Lincoln, making it look like an accident.

"Oh…whoops…sorry Lincoln…I guess Wonder Woman's a bit clumsier than we thought," Carol said, blushing slightly as she seemed to wiggle, press and grind her butt hard in Lincoln's lap several times.

"What should Batman do to a clumsy Wonder Woman Linc?" Carol asked sensually, Lincoln's eyes going wide and biological ticking time bomb swelling profusely from the uncomfortable interactions these older girls were having on him. Luan was using all her strength holding one of Luna's arms in midplace from grabbing Carol by her neck.

"Ooohhh….I think little Batman here has a bigger utility belt than I thought," Carol uttered with a whisper, Luan now seeing flames roaring in Luna's eyes, and losing her grip on Luna.

"Alright Carol…that's enough…teasing Batman," Becky said, pushing her off Lincoln. His breathing was all warped, excited, nervous and deeply troubled. Normally this would be a God-send situation, but Luna was right behind him, and he was trying everything in his conflicted teen mind to not expose him and her…he had to just take it. He only wished the volcanic anger he could sense behind him would stay stable long enough.

Carol turned around and saw Luna's hand being held back by a struggling Luan.

"What's up Catwoman?" Carol said lushly towards Luna.

"…ya got a spider on your head mate," Luna said.

"SPIDER! WHERE? AH! GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT!" Leni squealed in terror, rocking the whole van back and forth, causing Chaz to nearly swerve into oncoming traffic.

"WHOA! HOLY FRICKIN HELL LENI!" Chaz yelled out, everyone giving Leni a look except Lincoln, Luna and Luan.

"Wh…what?"

"That…was…FUCKING AWESOME!" Chaz and Dana yelled out together, woo-wooing Leni for doing something so crazy like that. Becky and Carol high-fived a confused Leni, both seeing this as the opportunity to use a fake "bump in the road" and smash their asses into Lincoln's face.

"Whoopsie! Sorry Lincoln," both said as they chuckled a bit, Lincoln now catatonic. Luan took off her own belt and quickly wrapped Luna in another set of roping to try and restrain her.

"Alright, we're here!" Chaz yelled out happily.

"OH THANK GOD!" Lincoln yelled out, Carol and Becky giving each other satisfied grins. Luna relaxed a little, seeing the location of the building decked out as a Haunted House; a small building with a bunch of fake ornaments and extremely detailed decorations making this abandoned part of the building look like an urban, creepy Haunted House. It was interestingly enough, part of the same building that housed a huge local spa. Far down a few blocks they saw the movie theater complex, and in that same area a large Goodwill. It was slightly abandoned over here, but otherwise still a safe part of Royal Woods, and there was a hefty line going to the Haunted House.

As Chaz parked on the side of the sidewalk, Lincoln ran right out of the van, hanging far back along the sidewalk.

"Bye Lincoln! Have like, a lot of fun!" Leni yelled out happily.

"Hey…have a good time, alright?"Luan said nurturingly to Luna.

"Yeah…holy fucking shit…thanks Luan…I think I was this close to becoming a murderer," Luna said under her breath. She hugged Luan, and then gave Leni a quick hug, before maneuvering out towards her door. Carol and Becky both leaned out the window.

"By Batman! Hope we can tussle sometime!" Carol said while licking her lips.

"And you can teach me some of your horizontal Russian moves," Becky cooed out.

"Not on your cocksucking lives," Luna whispered.

"What?" Carol and Becky asked.

"Oh…have a…swell time," Luna said with an entirely put-on voice and smile, before getting out of the van. She walked over to the passenger's window.

"Thanks a ton Chaz, Dana. We owe ya," Luna said, legitimately thanking them, even if the ride over was among her worst experiences.

"No problem. We owe Lori a ton, and any friend of Lori's, is a friend of ours," Chaz said happily. Dana asked Luna to come in closer to whisper something to Luna.

"And between you and us, Lori wants us to get Leni's mind off of things…don't worry, we don't know what they are, but Lori specifically asked us to show Leni a good time at this Halloween party," Dana said, holding Luna's hand. She got a feel for Dana having her sister's best interest, unlike what appeared to be the fuckery Carol and Becky pulled on Lincoln.

Chaz then pulled out. Leni and Luan waived. Lincoln and Luna waived back. Carol and Becky suddenly waived at them also too. Lincoln just gave a nervous waive, before they were out of sight down the street. The lights on the streets were flickering on in the dark twilight, just before night actually befell Royal Woods.

Lincoln wiped nervous sweat streaming from his mask. He took it off to get some cool air on himself.

"Boy howdy, that was something, huh Luna? Thought they'd never….uhhh….Luna?"

Luna was just staring blankly at the corner the van turned.

"Luna?"

Luna's face suddenly contorted with pure, unadulterated rage and fury.

"…THOSE BLOODY FUCKING JIZZMONGER, FLABBY-FLAPPED COCKSUCKING SLUTS! I'LL RIP THEIR FUCKING HEARTS OUT NEXT TIME I SEE THEM! FUCKING GITS! FUCKING TWATS! FUCKING INCONSIDERATE BLOODY TWATS! FUCKING-"

"LUNA!?" Lincoln yelled, trying to shake her out of this seething rage.

Lincoln thought fast.

Down the corner alleyway there were two large dumpsters, a third with wheels that could block the site of people in the back. Using the lights as his guide, he pulled an angry Luna down the alley. He positioned her between the extremely dark dumpsters, then pulled the large one on wheels between the other two, before looking for any cameras hanging on the sides of the back alley buildings; none. He then flipped the lids from all three dumpsters over them so they'd be concealed from all sides, now in virtual isolation from the world.

Luna was hyperventilating and spouting off obscenities from anger still, banging her fists against the dumpster, and in one stance, taking a swing at the frame and making a noticeable dent in it. It freaked Lincoln out see her do that.

"Luna…Luna?"

"-IF IT'S THE LAST THING I-"

"LUNA!?"

"…what Lincoln?" Luna asked, before he slipped his mask off and revealed his blushed face, then came swooping in and catching her lips in his own, pushing her back against the building wall and profusely pushing his lips against hers, trying to get more leverage by standing on his toes due to the height difference between them still.

Suddenly Luna felt all the anger she seethed for Carol and Becky convert to lust and arousal, now welcoming Lincoln's oratory and herself rushing her extremely long tongue inside Lincoln's mouth. They made out hard in this space, Lincoln seemingly knowing exactly what would get Luna out of this mode. They grappled each other's lips sparingly, looking deep into each other's eyes.

He wrapped his hands around her butt and squeezed both cheeks, Luna giving a lusty giggle, before slamming her palm on Lincoln's crotch and rubbing back and forth, eliciting a severe moan from him. They rubbed each other as they made out for a good minute.

"Huuhhuu….ehhhh…hhhuuhh…bett…better Luna?" Lincoln huffed out.

"…dude…oh my god…and we still got a whole night too…wicked," Luna said, wrapping her arms around Lincoln. "Bro…that was fucking awesome…and that was just a prelude to a prelude."

"Luna…you okay now?"

"Y..yeah…needed to release a bit of pent-up reserves, ya know? And those…I'm gonna make Lori pay for having them come along…if I would have known they'd do that to you…"

"We didn't know…Lori didn't know probably. They always screw with each other Luna."

"Well they screwed around with the wrong little bro…if they ever pull something like that…it'll turn me absolutely barmy…and thank you Lincoln…I really needed that."

"Me too. To think…we almost…ya know?"

"Well…I don't know about you bro, but I wanna save mine for a later occasion. Let's go, shall we?" Luna said, pulling Lincoln out of the secured, isolated dumpster area, now heading to the back of the line of the Haunted House.

"So, this is it Luna?" Lincoln asked.

"Yep."

"…it looks…nice."

"It's a joke of a haunted house. Still, it's got a major secret about it that makes it the best Haunted House around.

"Well…cool! Let's go wait in line and-"

"Nah-ah Lincoln. We're doing the Haunted House…when no one's around."

"What?" Lincoln asked in surprise.

"Ya heard me bro. We're gonna do it, but not right off the bat, okay?"

"Uhmmm….okay…I guess…the line is pretty long. But what are we gonna do?"

"Got that covered. And Lincoln, let me be honest…I planned that you would think we'd be going to the Haunted House first, then seeing Godzilla: King of the Monsters."

"And…so what's wrong with that Luna?"

"Because…it's mostly a made-up sequence."

"What?"

"The order of things we're doing, is effectively the only different thing bro; everything else is the same."

"So…we're going to the movie theater first, right Luna?"

"Yeah…in about forty minutes."

"Won't that throw off our time schedule with Luan?"

"Nope. Got it pre-planned. Something I've been wanting to show you for a long time, and I want it just between us. There's too many people still at the Haunted House for it to be a…fun, warm, private and…wet experience."

"Luna…just what is exactly so special about this Haunted House anyways?"

"You're gonna see...later on. How about for the time being, we go check out that Goodwill down the ways by the theater?"

Lincoln pulled Luna in the direction of the Goodwill.

"That's awesome Luna…and…the movie is soon?" Lincoln asked.

"Around forty minutes away; we got time to kill. Kill it at the Goodwill?"

"…okay. That sounds like something I can get behind," Lincoln said happily, before the single line of kids and tired parents weaned down a bit.

Lincoln and Luna began walking, before Luna turned around and flipped off the corner where the van was…presumably to Carol and Becky.

"Still mad?"

"Very Lincoln…I'm not mad at you though, so don't think that, okay"

"Well, if it's any conciliation, you're my world…and your ass is much hotter than theirs," Lincoln said with a hushed, sumptuous tone into Luna's ear, as Luna lustfully laughed.

"Wow…a pervert and a charmer; good on ya Batman…really good on ya," she said, letting her hand dangle by his crotch, his activity still raging.

"Come on bro! First the Goodwill, then the Godzilla movie," Luna said with a big smile, now pulling Lincoln's hand.

"You don't have to tell me twice, know why Lun…I mean, Catwoman?" Lincoln asked while putting the cape around himself again.

"Let me guess dude…cause you're Ba-"

"I'M BATMAN!" Lincoln gurgled gravelly as Luna laughed out. Both now headed to the Goodwill on a minor part of their Halloween night.

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Back at home Lucy was reading her book while hanging out by the front door. Kids by the dozens came down their street, and Lucy had to fill up the big bowl twice. She was getting slightly annoyed by how frequently she would get into a page, then to be cut off by the door bell. Scaring the living hell out of little kids with a surprise "boo" was almost worth it…almost.

"I need Lynn to come down…this is just getting good," Lucy said, putting a marker in her book. She grabbed a piece of paper and wrote, "two pieces please," on it, leaving the bowl out on the front porch.

"I don't think anyone has an honor system…but I want to read. And Lynn's been gone an awful long time up there."

With great difficulty Lucy put her book down and treaded up the stairs.

Something seemed a little…off. There was a lot of subtle rustling about, tiny bumps and thuds happening in the quiet background of the hallway. The family pets of course ran past Lucy's legs, Charles holding the big Tarantula on his back. Lucy was amazed and loved seeing this, but was still wondering what was going on.

"Lynn's suppose to be resting. What's her deal?"

Lucy began walking to their bedroom. She tried opening it up, but noticed that it was locked.

"Hmm…why would Lynn lock the door? I'm the quietest member of this family and wouldn't wake her even if I tried…huh…sigh."

Lucy knocked on the door. The instant she did she heard banging and panicked breathing puff out.

"HUHH….JUST A SEC LUCY!" Lynn called out in a perturbed tone. Lucy just waited patiently outside, hearing klutzy footsteps more akin to Leni than Lynn.

Lynn flew the door open; she looked like she was sweating profusely and had her hair down completely, waiving out in its brunette glory. Her skim black shirt with the number one logo on it looked forcefully pulled down more than usual.

"So…uh, what's up Lucy? Was taking a nap," Lynn quickly said nervously with a tepid smile.

"I just wanted to check up on you…are you okay?"

"Never…huuhh….better…just doing some clap pushups," Lynn said.

"In your sleep?"

"Wh..what?"

"You just said you were taking a nap, then you just said you were doing clap pushups."

"Oh….a little of column A, a little of column B," Lynn weakly said out, smiling sheepishly and looking severely nervous. Lucy just looked up in the eyes of Lynn; they had a crazed, sensual and lusty background in the contracted black of her pupils. Lynn looked severely on edge.

"…okay…let me know if you need anything, alright Lynn?"

"Wi…will do, thanks," Lynn stuttered quickly, before shutting the door fast and locking it.

"…why lock the door if you're…what's up with her? You know what? I don't even wanna know. My book is getting good, and the candy is probably all gone. But…why does it smell so pungent in our room. I know she can get sweaty and funky, but this is something else…sigh…I'll have to leave the window open tonight to air it out."

Lucy retreated back down stairs. Behind the door to their room, Lynn was panting heavily and hard.

"HUH…HUUUHHH…Holy dang that was close!" Lynn huffed out, before taking a few walking steps, then squirming out a little.

"Wow…it feels good when I walk around with it in there," Lynn said, saliva and sweat pouring down her chin as she slightly lifted her long skimmed number one black shirt, revealing no more shorts, or even panties; Lynn had a small hand-sized orange and white colored gourd with a huge curl inside her.

"Right…shifting back into gear," Lynn panted, throwing herself hard on her bed, feeling the curled end of the gourd poke more inside of her. She was zoning all her focus to the task at hand.

It wasn't any longer than her hands, but it was wide, and she was enjoying it all the same. She was so glad she swiped this off their porch; her imagination couldn't help but wonder what it felt like…and she was going to indulge her alone time with exploration and experimentation.

She leaned her hand inside her pillow case and grabbed another gourd; this one was in the shape of female genitalia. Lynn brought it up to her face and looked at it with a severe gaze while rubbing the other gourd around profusely.

"So…hhuuuuh….do I…am I…curious…like…bi?"

She brought it closer, letting it hover around her mouth.

"I…I dunno…it's cool…maybe…" she trailed off, bringing it down by the other gourd and rubbing her inner thighs just by her area, feeling more deeply confused, but sensually arousing feelings of imaging it to be another girl right there with her, along with her imagination's placement for who the gourd represented inside her.

She suddenly flipped on her abed belly, her shirt scooting down as she stuck her tight derrière high up and curled her head into her mattress. She rubbed the two gourds along her breasts and abs, then rubbed them around her exposed areas sticking straight up in the air. As she began pressing the one curled gourd back inside her and quickly rubbed the other one around her other area, she pushed her face in the mattress hard to quiet her screeching muffles and moans.

She kept going and going, unable to feel herself stop. She was so enraptured in her sexual mode that she didn't even notice the door being unlocked.

Lucy unwearyingly was opening the door, getting Lynn a sports drink to help with whatever was her deal, and brought up a hoagie pastrami/roast beef sandwich in case Lynn was getting hungry.

Lucy heard some pretty intense banging around, but thought it was just her doing exercises.

"Hey Lynn," Lucy said quietly, about to turn as she awkwardly handled the tray of food for her sister around to see the inside of their room, "I got you a sna…uh..uh…uh…!"

Lucy froze solid when she saw Lynn in her compromising position; her tight freckled ass was sticking high up in the air, and one gourd, curled and girthy was being pushed back and forth hard inside her, Lucy getting a mortifyingly perfect view of her labia while another gourd shaped like a girl's business was being brushed furiously over Lynn's other opening. Lynn's face was completely buried in the mattress, moaning hard and loud in the fabric and pillows; she was totally unaware that Lucy just found her like this, lost in her savage self pleasure.

Lucy slowly closed the door, putting the small wooden tray she carried the sports drink and hoagie sandwich on the ground next to their door. She re-opened the door, locked it and closed it.

She walked away down the hall, then down the stairs, then down into the kitchen, then to the basement, curling up in the corner.

"Huuhh….sigh…..hhhuuuuhhh…sigh….why is it always me….sigh….huuhh…." Lucy weakly cried out as she rocked back and forth, facing a very horrid, unshakable fact and experience she just bumbled herself into.

She caught Lynn jerking off hard.

Back upstairs Lynn hadn't broken a sweat, still going strong, but was now moaning out something harder and harder, almost shouting in her mattress.

"Oh…OH….HARDER…YEAH! RIGHT…..RIGHT THERE! RI….OH MY GOD….THERE LINCOLN! AND…AND THERE GIRL LINCOLN! RIGHT…..OH…..OH MY FUCKING GOD! OH FUCK LINCOLN! AHHHHHHAHHHHHH!"

Lynn rocked the wooden frame of her bed hard as she pulled her profusely sweating head out of the mattress to see herself erupt several huge jets of female ejaculate across the room, lathering virtually the entire foot of her bed, part of wooden frame below and part of the base of their door.

Lynn gyrated the thick curved gourd around her tender flushed area, making circular swathing motions progressively slower and slower while wincing out gargled moans. Her whole body was still locked in ecstasy, her nerves from her face down to the tips of her toes locked in a haywire of sensitive neurological overdrive.

She huffed and moaned, trying to regain her breathing. Luckily this came easy for Lynn after all the intense exercises and running she routinely performed.

There was still an enormous amount of sweat pouring from her body, as well as the vestigial ghosts of her orgasm rocking her body. Her whole shirt was soaked in sweat; every part of her skin, exposed or clothed by her shirt or socks, was soaked in sweat. And the room got hot, very hot and muggy, the window fogging up now from the body heat she radiated off like a nuclear reactor.

With each caught breath, Lynn regained her composure.

"Huuhh….huuuuhh…huuuuhh….w…wow….th…that was a lot…more than I've ever done before," Lynn weakly said, flipping on her back and scooting up, pulling her legs and feeling the juices still trickle out of her with her left hand and gripping tight the curved gourd in her right.

"Huh….does…it still taste like," Lynn began, before taking the gourd, leaning forwards and rubbing it along the wet covers at the foot of her bed, then taking the gourd and slipping it in her mouth, bobbling it in and out.

"…hell yeah…white lindor chocolate candy truffles…that's so cool," Lynn said with a lusty smile.

She took her hands and cuffed them over her area, letting the tiny last dribbling from her raw area make a tiny pool in her hands. She licked it up sensually, then took the gourd shaped like female genitalia and rubbed the left-over residue on the part that looked like a girls curtains.

Her hand began shaking with it, and slowly brought it to her face, before she let her reservations and thoughts fall into the canyon of her subconscious, and began licking the female-looking gourd, pressing her tongue hard in the crevice. She did this for a few moments, before finally calling it quits.

She roughly tossed both gourds under her bed like they were baseballs.

"So…I did that," she sighed out, letting her mind sink in what she was doing.

"…that was…so good…the best session, I ever had…and it was to Lincoln…and girl Lincoln in my head…damn…what the fuck does that mean? That I'm really, really into Lincoln, just beyond these…feelings I got for him? And why am I thinking about a girl version of him?"

Lynn proceeded to change out of her shirt. It was difficult since it was soaked in sweat and adhered to her profile. With a little effort and a lot of tussle, it came off, now naked and exposed. Cuffing her breasts, she felt her B-sized busts, tracing her nipples in her hands and wondering if Lincoln was even in to girls with small but round, perky breasts like hers.

"Too bad it'll never happen. It's…wrong…sinful…and yet I just jerked out my best orgasm to him…and a girl version of him…does that mean I'm bisexual or something? I was never into girls before…unless, they're like him, unless I imagine it's him as a girl. So…maybe it's not that they're a girl, but that, it's Lincoln, but a version of Lincoln…I dunno…I just needed to get my rocks off. Maybe I am…maybe I'm not…eh, I'll deal with that later. It's bad enough I'm starting to crank it to…him."

Lynn pulled on a pair of panties and slipped back on her short black shorts, then put on her classic number on red and white shirt with the number one logo.

"Alright…nerves are down…gotta shift gears…and give Lucy a break."

She was about to leave, before she felt under her socked feet the damp stains she made just by the door. She surveyed what she sensually wrought all over her side of the room.

"…after I wipe my mess up…and change my socks. Can't let Lucy find out about this."

After several minutes of wiping down the milky dampness on her bed, floor and the creamy dribbles on her door, with ironically her sweaty black shirt, she threw it in her laundry pile. She slipped her socks off and put new black ones on. Lynn next opened her window to let it air out, it smelling like white lindor chocolate cream, sweaty skin, and heavy, sweaty sex, then headed out.

In the corner of her eye she saw the wooden tray with a sports drink and pastrami/roast beef hoagie sandwich.

"Awe, that's sweet of the queen of darkness. Lucy must have dropped it off. Glad she knocks; if she caught me doing this, that'd be beyond fucked up, hehe," Lynn chuckled a bit, imagining how enormously awkward and uncomfortable her younger sister of five years would react.

"Man…that's the kind of possible shit that could happen when you put a sixteen year old and an eleven year old in the same room."

She carried the tray with a chipper smile, still tickled by tiny electrical impulses coursing through her body from the body-rocking orgasm she had.

She paused before heading downstairs, heading to the bathroom to wash her hands and her legs, then came back down. She saw Lucy curled up reading her book under her black wool blanket, shaking a little.

"Hey Lucy. Ya cold or something?"

"…sigh…my spirit feels irreparably damaged beyond repair. I've seen more than one my age should ever have to see," Lucy said with her deadpan monotone voice.

"Eh…what? So you're basically like your usual self then?" Lynn asked confused.

"What has been seen, cannot be unseen."

"I don't get it."

"And you don't need to."

"Uhhh….okay. And thanks for the grub. Really worked up an appetite."

"…I"ll bet you did."

"What?"

"Nothing…nothing…sigh…I'm going to go in the garage and allow myself to be absorbed in the darkness."

"Man you like the dark gloomy-pants. Okay, fair enough. Don't forget a flashlight Ms. Lucy Scissorhands," Lynn said with a good-natured smile.

"Thank you. I need all the light to illuminate my darkened, confused and broken soul again."

And like that, Lucy quietly bundled her blanket and started walking to the kitchen. Lynn turned the channel and started watching a sports program. Lucy paused and looked at Lynn momentarily.

"Hmmmm…this is freakin good lookin; THANKS AGAIN LUCY!" Lynn yelled out, taking a quick drink of the sports drink, then taking the hoagie sandwich and sticking way more than half into her mouth; it was a foot long hoagie.

Lucy saw this and blushed, running back down to the basement with her blanket and book gripped hard in her arms.

"….sigh…sigh…there's no books to help me cope with the things I've seen and heard…sigh…I'm on my own…sigh…with my own…experiences….and curiosities….sigh."

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7:33 PM

Nighttime on the streets of Ferndale, Michigan, south of Royal Woods.

The van carrying the group of young adults was nearly to its destination, only a few streets away. Post Lincoln and Luna's departure, Luan was listening closely to Becky and Carol talk; some of it was about the Halloween party, other things…about Lincoln.

"Did you feel it too Becky?"

"Yeah Carol. And I mean…damn."

"Yeah. Who knew Lori's little brother was packing some serious packaging."

Luan blushed hard hearing that, remembering how she viewed Lincoln's night tape from when he exploded and had that raging night erection.

"And who knew you'd be ballsy enough to actually grind a kid like that Carol."

"He ain't gonna tell. I rocked his world. Plus…I think it's starting to work on me."

"Me too," Becky said lustfully. Luan didn't know what they meant by something working on them, but ignored it. She had reserved fury for other reasons.

"You're lucky I can't stir the pot on your bullshit. Statutory rape…." Luan thought in her head, but if she was being honest, it was technically possible for Luna to be charged with this too. Even if she dared try and pop this out legally, the potential ramifications and repercussions on Luna and Lincoln, particularly Luna, could be huge and unexpected. She was Luna and Lincoln's self-appointed protector…and she too was secretly seething bullets like Luna at them…and was going to make sure both paid dearly for what they put Lincoln through…in prank form. In a funny way though, she couldn't totally blame them; Luan was tempted so many times herself to try some stuff with Lincoln…and a few times subtly getting away with intentionally positioning her bust out and letting him collide with her.

They were still gonna get pranked.

Luan snuck some thumb tacks, itching glitter, electric buzzers and small packets of fake blood out in from her pockets and put them between her legs. She rolled two fake dollar bills under her seat, making them flow right towards Becky and Carol's feet.

"Oh…Carol, Becky, I think ya there's a couple of bucks down by your shoes," Luan said energetically. Both Becky and Carol bent over as Luan snuck the items down behind their butts.

"Don't know if they're water soluble…don't care," Luan mused, as both brought themselves back up.

"Wh…what the….oh…AUH NO! OW…OW DAMN IT!" Becky winced.

"WHAT IN THE FUCK? CHAZ! YOU'VE GOT-OWWWW…. CRAP IN YOUR SEATS GETTING ALL OVER US! CLEAN YOUR VAN OUT NEXT TIME!" Carol screeched.

"…hehehe," Luan chuckled under her breath, seeing Becky and Carol try and clean their bottom sides with spare napkins Dana was handing back to them.

"Dang it Chaz. What's up with all these ketchup packets dude," Becky complained.

"Wasn't me. I don't eat ketchup," Chaz replied, before they pulled up to a huge red warehouse.

"We're here everyone!" Chaz shouted.

"YAY!" Leni screeched, "like, I'm gonna so dance and have fun tonight!"

"And I'm gonna knock everyone's socks off with my routine," Luan said with a giggle, before sneaking out her pink flower behind a corner of her purple Heath Ledger Joker jacket and squirted water up on the sunroof, making it look like water poured in one jetting spray on Carol and Becky.

"OH COME ON!" Becky yelled out.

"Chaz, your van's a piece of crap. The sunroof had water still in it. It got all over me and Becky!"

"Ha, ha, heh, hee, ho, hu," Luan subtly laughed like the Joker.

"Wow. My van's giving you girls some serious times," Chaz huffed out in a laugh. "Guess my van got excited when two pretty girls got inside it."

"Oh…well that's a nice way of thinking of things, even though we're gonna have to clean ourselves up now," Becky moaned out, still wiping glitter off her back.

"Oh well, it can't be helped," Carol said, grabbing a towel from her little bag and wiping herself off.

"And it got really stuffy in here; that water was a blessing in disguise, huh Wonder Woman?" Becky said to Carol.

"Eh…why not?"

"…dang it," Luan said under her breath. She'd have to up her prank punishment game…but was really trying to just have a good time at this Halloween party. She decided to begrudgingly let the shenanigans Becky and Carol pulled on Lincoln slide…if at least for a little while. She needed to get her mind in the comedy zone.

They all popped out of the van and walked together. The entrance was guarded by two lanky security guards much taller than anyone in the group; both were wearing toga costumes.

"Hey! Chaz!" One of the lanky guys said happily.

"Sup Clay. We all good to head in?"

"Hold up…Chaz, Dana, you told me about Becky, Carol and Terri, but who's…mmmhhmmm, that polar bear goddess and the E-sized Joker?"

"Hot damn would I give my nut for her?" the other lanky guy said to Clay.

"Don't worry guys. They're Lori's sisters. They're good."

"Good huh, and Lori's sisters…well, I dunno."

"Come on Clay, you owe me and Lori one dude."

"Well…I guess you're right. What are their names?"

"Oh, Hi! I'm Leni Loud," Leni said happily, dancing up and down hearing the club music playing, "and I already ate something before coming here, but thank you for offering any nuts you had to me. I appreciate it."

Luan was ready to punch the other guy for the comment, but let it pass; she didn't wanna be kicked out, and Leni seemed too naïve enough to get the reference. Luan put on a fake sultry smile to them.

"And I'm Luan Loud; I'm here for the comedy acts."

"Huh…comedy…okay. Well, I like you already. Welcome to the party. You guys have some….serious fun," Clay said, him and the other guy giving very wicked, rather suggestive grins.

"Cool. Thanks guys!" Chaz yelled out.

The group headed inside. It was a raucous of a time inside.

"Hey you costumed cats and gals, here's an oldie that's not that old; Alan Walker's Spectre. Dance your asses off to this everyone!" a DJ announced over the Warehouse's Intercom, then played the song. It was acoustically loud and popping inside the warehouse.

Colored lights were flashing all over the place, and a good two hundred people were jamming and hanging out in a various assortment of costumes, ranging from old school, appropriate, obscure, obscene and down-right celebrating of any lack of inhibition.

Towards the back corner high up they saw a stage with the DJ rocking her head back and forth. She got up and was setting a microphone stand in the middle of the stage.

"HELL YEAH! THERE IT IS!" Luan shouted happily seeing the microphone on stage indicating there'd be stand-up comedy. She let Leni know she'd get back to her in a bit afterwards.

"Cool Luan!" Dana said in support.

"Yeah, like totes awesome. You know I signed you up too Luan. You should be the first one to go I think."

"Really? Awe…thank's Leni," Luan said, hugging Leni tight.

"I'll see you over there in a moment Luan. I'm gonna dance a little and have some of that bowl of juice."

"You mean punch Leni?"

"What? Why would anyone call juice punch? You don't punch juice Luan. That's silly."

Luan ignored that and hugged Leni. Leni hung back with the group as Luan meandered and made her way through the maze that was late teens and young adults, all within the senior year of high school and college ages, dancing and having fun with one another. It was one hell of a time; the music was loud and thumping, everyone was moving, costumes and make-up littered the view throughout. The warehouse was a cool location for this to happen. It's abandoned nature and huge size meant that a lot of young adults around the area could kick back and have some fun.

"So Leni!" Carol shouted over to Leni.

"Yeah Carol?"

"How old is your brother?"

"Oh…uhh…he's the middle child, so…I think he's….OH…fourteen. That's it!"

"Ah man….really, fourteen? Thought he was sixteen or older," Becky added on.

"Yeah. He is my little brother after all, but, you shouldn't be fooled. He's…a real gentleman and one of the most mature, caring guys around," Leni said. Parts of a red light flashed down from the ceiling. It was a lucky happenstance since Leni started to blush a tinge on her cheeks.

"Man…I feel like a piece of crap now," Becky said to Carol.

"Not me. Anything to fuck with Lori," she said lustily.

"You're fucked Carol."

"At least I'm honest."

"What are you two talking about?" Leni asked with confusion.

"Nothing," both said. They didn't realize how hulking Leni's physique was until she looked down at both of them. No way would they tell her anything about the stuff they pulled on her little brother; they thought she might beat the living hell out of them.

"So, Leni, let's dance!" Carol yelled out, her, Becky, Terri, Dana and Chaz dancing with the heavy beats of the music synth/wave/pop dance music.

"Already you costumed cappers, now we got another retrowave funk tune; Dance of the Dead's Waves. I wanna see all you pump out to this one ya'll!" The DJ announced smoothly.

Leni joined in happily to let loose. Guys moving through the sardine-cluster of costumed young people were pausing and watching the sights.

"Guys!"

"Yeah Leni?" Terri shouted out.

"I wanna say thank you! Thank you thank you very much for letting me and Luan come with you guys!"

"No problem Leni!" Dana replied.

"Yeah, anything for a friend…I mean a sister of Lori," Becky added on.

Suddenly two guys in their costumes, one a pirate, another a werewolf, walked up to the dancing Becky and Carol. They seemed to just rock back and forth with each other, Carol with the pirate guy, Becky with the werewolf guy before they began really dancing with one another, Becky in particular showing off her dance tricks she assimilated implicitly from Lincoln.

As Leni was dancing herself with Dana, Chaz and Terri, she looked around; it looked like quite a few costumed partiers were beginning to dance...weirdly, in Leni's eyes anyways. They were getting extremely close, brushing up hard against one another, and it seemed like they weren't just gelled to one partner; they seemed to jump from one another, each dancing in a very strange, rather close way.

"Hey! Dana? A lot of people are dancing weirdly," Leni commented to her.

"It's all good Leni! They're all having a swingin time with each other!" Chaz yelled back over a particularly loud beat.

"And we mean "each other" quite literally. Heck yeah! Just wait till later!" Carol said, getting close to waiving her ass near Leni.

Leni then saw in front of her a random girl wearing a sexy nurse outfit, heading towards another girl, dressed as a demon, before they pulled themselves into each other's bodies and started making out profusely on the ground.

Leni looked at this with a confused and perturbed look.

"Whoa...what's that all about?" Leni said with her hands over her mouth in shock.

"I guess they like each other, huh?" Dana yelled out to Chaz.

"Yeah, just like how I really like you," Chaz replied, pulling Dana in his arms and making out with her.

"Oh my," Leni said, now seeing lots of costumed partiers making out and grinding against one another.

"Terri? What's going...TERRI?"

Terri was sucking face with a random stranger, a guy dressed as a mobster.

"Oh man...what's happening here? HEY! GUYS?"

"Wh...what is it Leni?"

"Can we...go see Luan do her stand-up? I got her signed up for it, and wanted to see her."

"Huh...Leni...I hate to break this to you, but there's no stand-up at this party?" Carol suddenly chimed in.

"What do you mean? Isn't that stage up there for comedy?"

"Leni, why do you think this is a comedy stand-up Halloween party?"

"This," Leni said, pulling out a text message on her new cellphone from Lori, detailing the party's secret whereabouts.

"I glanced at it and saw it had comedy here, so I though Luan might like to be signed up. Apparently she was the only one, so I thought she might like to be the excavator."

"..entertainer Leni...and this doesn't say comedy right here...it says karaoke...and the phrase "and other things."

"What's the difference?"

"Between what? Karaoke and Comedy?" Becky asked.

"Yeah?"

"Karaoke is when you sing in front of people. Comedy is telling jokes in front of people…Leni, are you telling me right now you signed up your sister for Karaoke thinking this was a comedy club Halloween party? These people are expecting to laugh their asses off, but at how bad we sing, not from a stand-up act," Becky explained as best as she could.

Leni stood there blankly for several moments, letting her brain think...think...and think some more.

"...uh oh. Crudstones...I SCREWED UP! I REALLY SCREWED UP!" Leni shouted in panic.

"Whoa! Calm down Leni! It's all good!" Chaz said over from sucking face with Dana.

"Yeah, what's the big deal?" Terri asked from her own make out session, before pulling herself back in with the guy she was with.

"LUAN'S A COMEDIAN! LUNA IS THE SINGER IN OUR FAMILY! OH MY GOD! OH NO! THIS IS NOT TOTES! NOT TOTES AT ALL! LUAN!" Leni roared in alarm, before beginning to try and run through the giant crowd of sensually dancing costumed, presumably horny young college students.

"God damn...Lori said Leni was a little slow, but...holy fuck...this is gonna be funny as hell," Becky said, pulling her guy she was making out with through the crowd following Leni.

"HA! Well, good thing she's really tall and hot. You see her ass Becky?" Carol yelled out, seeing several guys who were pushed out of the way of a frantic Leni now following her in lust and curiosity.

"Yeah? Why Carol?"

"Man...what I'd give to fuck her."

"Come on. She doesn't swing like that Carol. Lori wouldn't like that at all. And aren't you grinding against that pirate still?"

"Yeah...but it's the best of both worlds...eh, either way, let's go see this shit show play out. Should be funny...then we can see if Leni wants to join us."

"You're so totally fucked Carol," Becky said, before she pulled away from her werewolf costumed-guy she was with and grabbed Carol's chin and made out with her.

"If we're trying this out, I want Joker girl after she's done. You see her boobs?"

"I did!" Terri yelled out, "talk about fucking gigantic. I wanna go at them."

"I wanna go at this guy, and her, and you, and...well...let's see where this night takes us...we're all gonna be having fun," Carol said cautiously to Becky, the two guys they were with, Terri and her partner, trying to make sure Chaz and Dana wouldn't hear them.

She then pulled away from sending the group to follow the path Leni was bulldozing through the crowd.

"Hey Dana! Chaz! Come on! Let's watch Luan karaoke!"

"That sounds sweet! Awesome!" Chaz yelled out, fist-punching the air with Dana.

They all followed the direction of the stage. Leni was frantically searching for Luan; she was completely out of sight, even with Leni being among the few tallest young people at the party, she couldn't see Luan.

Meanwhile back behind the stage, Luan was prepping her routine in her mind; the crowd was going to be a rowdy bunch, so she tailored her act to be a bit more raunchy and raucous, with still the ever-present puns she loved so very much.

"Okay...okay...gear up...all the world's a stage...get it in comedy mode Luan...and...THERE! Got it!"

Luan found her metaphorical footing, now feeling primed and ready to take this huge crowd on. She'd play her Heath Ledger Joker angle in the act too, with the obvious rave Dark Knight references and such.

She was about to head on stage, when suddenly Leni came tripping up from a corner and smashing through a huge stand of chairs, causing them all to fall down one by one on the ground. She got back up and looked frantically again, seeing Luan. Luan looked at her with a surprised expression.

"Leni?"

"LUAN! OH MY GOD! LIKE, THANK GOD I FOUND YOU!"

"Leni! Calm down. What's up? I'm about to go up," Luan said, trying to brush the dust and debris off Leni. A stage hand suddenly came up to both of them.

"Thank's for knocking all the chairs down angel-bear; didn't need that extra chore, and you Joker? What song ya want?"

"Song? As background when I do my bit?"

"I mean what song are ya gonna sing? Karaoke, remember?"

"Karaoke? What are you talking about? I'm doing stand-up sir."

"Not according to this," the stagehand said, putting a clipboard in her hands and showing a listing of karaoke songs available, then a list of people signed up for a Karaoke show; Luan saw her named signed on, stylized in Leni's hand-writing.

"So...this isn't a stand-up comedy Halloween party?"

"No Joker. Why the hell do you think that? And you're gonna be on in a minute, just so you know."

"That's...what I was trying to tell you Luan...I like, screwed up. I screwed up big time! I'm like, really really sorry!"

Luan just stood there, her face gradually becoming plainer and plainer...before….

"…GOD DAMN IT LENI! HOLY FUCK! SHIT! FUCK! I'M FUCKED! I CAN'T SING! THAT'S LUNA'S THING! I...I can't do it...I'm out! I'm backing out," Luan huffed out angry and confused.

"Come on kid! Look, the cash prize for the winner is going to be two-hundred dollars...and no one else signed up, so looks like all ya got to do is sing for like, four or five minutes...come on! I need an act, or this Halloween party's DJ is gonna kick the living fuck out of me. How about it?"

"...two hundred dollars?" Luan asked from the corner of her panicked, angry expression.

"Yeah...take it...please?"

"And…all I gotta do is sing…karaoke?"

"YES! Do we got a deal?"

Luan stood there, letting her green-dyed hair drape over her face as she thought.

"If I do this….I wanna chose the song...and I get to keep my costume on so no one knows it's me."

"Yeah, fine, whatever, deal! So what song you want?"

"LUAN? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Leni asked in horror.

"…giving these people a show Leni. I'm an entertainer….it's what I do."

"But…but you don't sing!"

"I guess tonight I do…Leni, just trust me."

"W…why Luan?"

"You wanna know honestly Leni?"

"YES! WHY?"

"You gave almost all your money to cover Lincoln's mistake…I want you to have that back…and I care about you. I don't wanna ruin this night for you," Luan said gently, cuffing Leni's cheek. Leni looked scared and concerned.

"HEY! JOKER GIRL! What song am I playing? And I hope you know the lyrics too. Our monitor's busted."

"I know the song…it's…one of my favorites…it might be the only thing these piss-poor vocal cords of mine can actually sing…here, this one. No edits, no remixes, just the original instrumental, okay? OH, and raise it a semitone, alright?"

"…Cascada….alright. You got it Joker girl! Get out there in a minute. Beat's will be startin soon," the stagehand said, before walking off in the back by the DJ. He showed her what Luan wanted to play. The DJ seemed to give an approving nod.

"You…you're doing this for me Luan? All for me to have some spending money at the mall?"

"And because you're my sister. I want you to have fun."

"Awwwww…..Luan…you're gonna make me-"

"Now head out. I need to really shift gears and prep some mental MacGyver tweaking," Luan said with a smile, before turning around, facing the thin black curtain, behind it at least two hundred partying, intense young college students.

"Well…if you're going in the Lion's Den…do it going in swinging a bat," Luan mused, before padding her Joker coat pockets.

"Good thing I brought you for kicks."

"Can…I watch from here Luan?" Leni asked, still standing at her spot. She'd be behind the curtains, next to another microphone

"O..okay. If you want."

"Cause I wanna be here for you. Have fun Luan."

"F. O.N. Leni," Luan said with a giggle.

"F. O. N." Leni replied weakly.

The stagehand started issuing a countdown till the curtain would be drawn up.

"Okay Luan…you're out of your element…but you can do this…holy shit…I'm about to sing in front of a giant crowd….relax…think…what would Luna do….hey…wait a minute? What would I do?"

Luan thought about this momentarily. The countdown was getting closer.

"I…I would…I am telling myself now…this song…it's personal to me…it may be a dumb German Eurodance…but…it's everything I feel…for him."

The curtains began slowly raising up. The multicolored landscape of the lights and crowd, plus the decreasing volume of the DJ's other music, freaked Luan out momentarily.

"Come on…come on…this is…my soul…this song is how he makes me feel…I…I can do this…I CAN DO THIS…FOR THE LOVE OF HIM!"

And like that, Luan, in her Joker costume, somewhat shaking, was now only a foot away from her microphone stand, and down below eight feet off stage was an entire crowd of young people in their costumes staring away at her.

"….hh…holy fuck…there's more than I thought," Luan shuttered.

Luan instantly began sweating, eyes locked towards the back of the warehouse, trying to avert her eyes away from the audience's eyes.

"TAKE IT OFF!" Someone yelled from the back.

"HEY! WHY SO SERIOUS JOKER!?" Another yelled out.

"SHOW US THOSE BIG OL BOOBS!"

"LOOK AT DEM TITTIES!"

"Great…haven't even started, and my boobs are already stealing the show," Luan dreaded, feeling her breasts getting sweatier and tighter in her costume.

Luan heard the beginnings of the song.

"This is it…showtime," she thought tepidly, before letting the acoustics of the first few seconds take effect, coughing to clear her throat, closing her eyes, focusing on her emotions…her soul…her feelings…for and about him.

"…..I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me."

The crowd got slowly silent as they began to get a vibe for the song, Luan's somewhat delicate singing, the few hecklers trying to grab a bit of attention still.

"I still feel your touch in my dreams."

Then the beat slowly picked up and began, and suddenly Luan felt no more hesitation, no reservations…she was going to make this her song.

"Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why….without you it's hard to survive."

And from that point on, Luan lost touch of her surroundings and felt the thing Luna more than often said she felt in her rock music; lost in utter emotional ecstasy.

"Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling. And every time we kiss I swear I could fly. Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last…Need you by my side!"

And suddenly the crowd erupted in gigantic cheers and applause. Leni on the side was making the biggest giant smile possible, while the group down below was rocking hard to the beat. Dana and Chaz, Terri, Carol and Becky, the whole front crowd, heck, the whole crowd of costume wearing partiers was egging on Luan for more. And Luan was unusually enjoying it…not for giving them a good time, but for the first time, in a very subtle way, revealing her most personal dark secret.

"Cause every time we touch, I feel the static, and every time we kiss I reach for the sky. Can't you hear my heart beat so I can't let you go…want you in my life!"

Luan suddenly pulled out a weird looking little device; a larger than average Kazoo with small whoopee cushions poking out on the sides. And in less than a second of change from singing, she started playing the instrumental synth melody part of the song on this weird looking instrument right into the microphone.

The crowd went absolutely nuts. No one expected a karaoke of this passion and creativity. The singer was playing what looked like an impossibly weird, wacky and funny hand-made instrument from Spencer props and making sounds identical to the real synth sound, but with a huge amount of invested passion and bombastic power to her melodically accurate blasts. This wasn't for shits and giggles; she was being one with the music itself in these few moments, and Luan was rocking hard while doing this.

"HOLY FUCK! WE KNOW HER! WE KNOW HER!" Chaz yelled out while rocking his head hard with Dana rocking her whole body. Leni was rocking hard herself, almost tripping from behind the curtain. She couldn't believe Luan had this ability, locked up away. It was as though a little of Luna was inside of Luan, but this was Luan's unique musical proclivity at work, a different beast to Luna's music.

Leni saw a spare microphone on the side next to her, looking primed and ready as if it was a back-up one to the one Luan was playing her funny instrument into.

Luan herself couldn't help herself but smile a little while playing. She was feeling it now, the difficulty, the pain, the love, the raw intensity of music Luna tried and tried to convey, getting to that tone. Luan had felt that through her routines, but she hadn't thought feelings like this from music were possible, especially singing and playing it for regular old dive karaoke.

Luan stopped as the song bounced back to lyrics. She looked out at the crowds, and saw all of them turn into Lincolns suddenly; hundreds of Lincolns, staring back at her with those sweet eyes, the warm, freckled smile with his chipped tooth her little brother was known for.

Some heartache bubbled in her tenor.

"Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky," she sang with a saddened tone, the audience now on their toes feeling Luan's change. She imagined those arms that could be her castle, the heart being her sky…it could be Lincoln's…but in truth, it never would be.

Luan suddenly felt tears falling down her face.

"They wipe away tears that I cry," Luan choked out. Leni saw Luan suddenly begin to cry.

Suddenly Leni clumsily skidded out right next to Luan with a microphone in her hand, and she started singing, straight into Luan's face.

"The good and the bad times we've been through them all…you make me rise when I fall!" Leni sang as bubbly and sweet as she possibly could to a stunned-looking Luan, smiling and rocking back and forth. The crowd went even wilder for a second singer to pop up to this song, and got even crazier. Luan's tears came out even harder, but joyfully, seeing Leni do this, risk embarrassment beyond measure.

"Leni…" Luan thought so happily. Leni was helping her, and in a way, like the lyrics of the song, was making Luan rise while she fell.

The karaoke song became a duet. Leni and Luan locked their arms and shoulders together and sang hard together.

"Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling. And every time we kiss I swear I could fly. Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last…need you by my side!"

"HOLY FUCK! THAT'S LENI! THAT'S FUCKING LENI!" Chaz yelled out in excitement.

"WAY DA GO LENI!" Carol and Becky screamed out.

"YAAAY LUAN! YAAAY LENI!" Dana screamed out, the crowd screaming out in cheers and hoots.

"Cause every time we touch, I feel the static. And every time we kiss I reach for the sky. Can't you hear my heart beat so I can't let you go…want you in my life!"

Luan broke off for the last instrumental with the weird kazoo, getting another round of crazy ass cheering while Leni danced hard next to Luan, rocking back and forth with a giant grin.

Then the last duet came.

"Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling. And every time we kiss I swear I could fly. Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last…need you by my side."

And in seconds, the instrumental ended. The karaoke song came to a close.

Luan and Leni breathed hard, and the crowd was raging still, making a round of screaming yells and applause for them. Luan had no idea this ham-handed stunt would be this successful, and she never imagined she had a good singing voice; apparently it was good enough to get the crowd thrown in a slurry. And Leni was having a good time it looked like.

"HUUUHHHH….oh man…next time we bring Luna with us Leni," Luan heaved in one giant huff, before briefly waiving the crowd so long. Leni was dancing still in a very silly, goofy manner, before Luan pulled her from the stage.

"OH MY GOD LUAN! THAT WAS LIKE, THE MOST FUN I EVER HAD!"

"I know…thank's…thank's for jumping in back there Leni. I almost bombed…I can't believe you knew the song too."

"HEY! HERE JOKER!" the stage hand yelled out, throwing over Luan an envelope. She opened it and found two hundred dollars in it, like he promised. She smiled and gave it to Leni.

"Uh-uh…we're splitting this Luan…or I could take you to the mall!" Leni said, denying the envelope.

"And that's super fantastic sounding Leni."

The DJ came over the intercom.

"FOLKS! ANOTHER ROUND OF CRAZY-ASS APPLAUSE FOR THE GREATEST JOKER KARAOKE PERFORMANCE OF ALL TIME, AND HER LITTLE ANGEL-BEAR FRIEND TOO!"

The crowd gave another round of shouting, hooting and screaming applause, making Leni and Luan form big smiles on their faces. But Leni's faded momentarily, trying to talk to Luan again.

"Also Luan…why I jumped out there…I'm sorry but, well…something seemed a little…off Luan. You looked so sad for a moment…you cried. I don't know why, so I wanted to make you happy and smile," Leni said with a sugary, tepid grin. Luan pulled Leni into a tight hug and happily cried into her chest.

"And you jumped in…you did make me happy and smile Leni! You…you're so awesome, ya know….uh…..uh oh….OH SHIT! NOT NOW!" Luan roared in alarm.

"What is it Luan?"

"Leni, I gotta go to a restroom for a moment. Something…is happening to me. I'll be back," Luan urgently said, running out backstage and into the crowds, trying to ignore the slurry of applause and compliments coming her way from all angles.

"GOD DAMN IT! NOW? Damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!?" Luan roared, directing this not at the crowd, but at her breasts; Luan just caught herself involuntarily lactating hard all over inside her Heath Ledger Joker costume.

She frantically tried making it for the restrooms on the other side of the warehouse, bulldozing through costumed dancer after costumed dancer.

"Oh my…I hope Luan's alright…I better go-" Leni was saying before being pulled to the side. Lips and tongue instantly met hers; she was being made out hard with by a really lusty looking Carol.

Leni broke off instantly, unable to process fully what was going on.

"Ah, come on Leni. That's a present for how awesome you and Luan were. We weren't really expecting you to do that…and I got more gifts," Carol said, now beginning to grind hard on Leni's physically strong but scared, shaking frame.

"Let me and some friends hang out with you a bit and I'll really make you shake…under my tongue."

"Ca…Carol…I don't….are you…trying to do things to me?"

"Winner winner, chicken dinner," Becky said, looking like she was drinking a bottle of some weird kind of substance with her guy friend from earlier. She stumbled over and planted several awkward kisses on Leni's neck, before falling backwards and sloppingly making out with a stranger, who seemed all too willing.

"I…I don't like what's going on here…Carol…Becky…what's wrong with-"

"You're nervous. It's okay…we're just having some fun," Terri said, looking around, "and where's Luan? I wanna have some fun with her…unless you can beat her to the punch?" Terri said with what looked like a blushing look.

"Whe…where's Dana and Chaz?" Leni asked like a little child.

"They're getting it on in the back by themselves where all the other groups are going. Kill-joys, but oh well. Now come on! Let's party!" Carol said, dragging a scared and timid Leni over to a table; the punch was moved to the side. Even though Leni couldn't tell what anything on it was, she could get a feeling from the weird acidic and musty smells off the products that this was not stuff she should be doing.

"I…I'm not hungry," Leni said, trying to break off. Carol and Becky suddenly grabbed her arm.

"We are."

"Please…please let me go…I need to find Luan…I'm scared."

"Then let's just loosen you up," Becky said in a daze.

"I bet you're all tight. I can really make you feel good…so can she…and him….and him…and them…and her…and him and him and her," Carol said with nothing but lust in her tone.

"Oh my god….WHAT KIND OF HALLOWEEN PARTY IS THIS?!" Leni screeched out in horror, almost able to drown out what sounded like intense, sexual beat music with a heavy retro focus.

"This is the part of that little electronic flyer for this party that mentioned "and other things" Becky said while licking her tongue all over several guys and Terri.

"Leni…and other things is code for "huge sex orgy"…now…come on girl… Terri wants Luan's huge boobs to suck on…" Carol said, nodding over to Terri, who had her tongue dangling out and wiggling it across her face.

Carol leaned into Leni's ear and lustfully whispered, "Hey….hey…Leni?"

"Wha…..aat Carol?"Leni replied with shaking legs.

"…I wanna make you cum….all over mine and Becky's face…and maybe him…and …and ya know what else Leni?"

"Wh…w…wh…what Carol?"Leni asked with trembling terror and confusion in her voice.

"…I wanna cum all over your sexy little ass and back."

Leni suddenly went from mortified little girl to scared, titanic berserker, panicking through a crowd of twenty young college people beginning to engage in some very serious group action with one another.

"Ahhh man… LENI! COME ON! I'LL FUCK YOU AND YOU FUCK MEEEE…fuck me Leni….god damn it, we lost her…fuck!" Carol complained in a drugged-out stupor.

"Oh well…guess it wasn't meant to be Carol," Becky replied, holding onto another guy from earlier.

"So…think we came off too strong?"

"Please…you wanted to come off strong, get it?"

"Hell, that was funny Becky! So funny I'm gonna make sure me and these guys in the pirate, werewolf and caveman costumes are gonna do unspeakable things to you."

"You know I'll do the same to them and you. Let's get back there and get a room. I'm horny!"

"Or we can just make one group into two."

As the voracious huddle maneuvered towards the back warehouse with more private quarters to explore, in the corner of the table and a large crate stood a tall lanky emo girl with dark freckles, highlights in her black hair, barely dressed up besides regular clothing, a dark black long sleeve shirt, black jeans, heavy looking black boots, and a perpetual looking frown planted on her face. All she had on was a partial white Phantom of the Opera mask. She saw the exchange happen between Leni and these other girls. She also happened to see a certain Joker' dressed girl run through the crowd.

"Heh…didn't know my sexy little mime was here…I should go say hi and let her know what's up with me…maybe with her sis…but me first."

---

Earlier across town, Lincoln and Luna were happily exploring the Goodwill store. There were very few people in the store, so Lincoln and Luna were having a bit of fun till their movie would be starting.

Lincoln was slinking in the shadows messing around in the cloth aisles, play-stalking Luna as she browsed through some discounted bandanas and belt chains. Quick little dark flashes hinted at his messing with her. Luna got a kick out of Lincoln humming the old Batman theme around her. She could hear him quietly in the background go, "Duna nuna nuna nuna nuna nuna nuna nuna...Batman."

"Man...what a dork," Luna said with a happy grin while comparing prices.

She then began looking in the men's t-shirt aisles, trying to find any rock music, skull or moon-related shirt designs. She loved these kind. Behind her Lincoln was doing another little bit of humming, doing the Dark Knight theme.

"Dada daudau dada daudau dada daudau duuuuuuuuuhhh daaaahhhhhhh."

"Well so much for Ace Savvy," Luna said with a cheeky tone.

"Savvy works in the light...I work in the shadows...and you'll never have to thank me…know why?" Lincoln said with his Christian Bale gravelly voice.

"...cause you're-"

"I'm Batman!"

"Well...Catwoman likes to play with bats more than card decks anyway," Luna said in a quiet, lusty tone.

"Hey, I'ma go check out the book section, see if they got any comics."

"Ya know how unlikely that's gonna be, right?"

"Maybe...but Batman always has hope."

"Silly..."

Lincoln walked over to the three aisles of books. As he started browsing, he came upon a little design pocket book, old and tattered from the early 60's. It was certainly the aesthetic and design of its time, with a slight Art Deco integration in the background.

Flipping through it flippantly, he crossed a page detailing ornamental flower usage, and saw designs for a dress...with flowers and colors extremely reminiscent of someone he knew who had that kind of dress style with ornamental flowering on it.

"...Mary," Lincoln said to himself. He stared at the picture for a long time, letting those good short memories he had of her run across his mind. It only took a second for the horror that befell her to hit him like a ton of bricks.

"...you didn't deserve that Mary."

Lincoln's mood suddenly dropped like a piece of gold in water, sinking lower and lower, letting himself brood.

"Mary...I...dunno if I believe in God anymore...I...I don't know...after seeing you...your eyes just lose life...and me and Luna...how could anyone believe-"

"Hey bro!"

"OH! Luna...hey."

"Whatcha got there?" Luna said with a big smile, holding several t shirts.

"Just...a quaint little book. It has a picture of some designs that remind me of someone."

Luna felt how rocked and perturbed Lincoln looked.

"Dude…you okay? You're rockin the vibe of your costume a little too well."

"I'm good. I...I'm gonna check out the science fiction novels section."

"Rockin. But first, what do ya think of these?" Luna asked, showing several purple and white shirts. She positioned a tight looking white one on her chest; it had small purple skulls and false ruby emblems dotted along the arms.

"This one's a little short, but I don't think anyone would mind seeing my belly button, especially you."

"No complaints from me there...although...isn't it going to be really tight around your...ya know?" Lincoln said nervously, using his hands to make false breasts on himself.

"...that's the point. The shirt's kinda for me...but mostly for you bro."

"Oh," Lincoln huffed, his cheeks getting rosy red.

"I'll take those cute red cheeks of yours as a yes. How about this one?" Luna asked, pulling out a dark purple shirt with two skulls making out with one another.

"Well...ya can't wear that around the house with our younger sisters."

"Yeah...it ain't that comfy anyways...how about this?"

Luna pulled out a light purple shirt with orange streaks flowing around one another in DNA-like helixes.

"I really like this one; kinda symbolic in a way...of a lot of things...like us...being us...with each other...how close we are on so many levels."

"That's...really cool actually," Lincoln said excitedly, looking it over. It did seem to have that feel to it, reflecting in a tiny way their unique bond and relationship.

"So...we got another five minutes...let's check out, then catch the movie, okay dude?"

"Okay. I'll be right here."

"Alright."

Luna backtracked to the changing rooms while Lincoln moseyed over to the sci fi novels.

He couldn't let all the nerdy books take his mind off Mary...and found himself thinking about her swan song...Swing Low, Sweet Chariot.

He started humming a little bit of it, remembering how fun it was to hear her sing it while he subtly joined in. And within seconds, he softly started whistling it, feeling a little happier knowing that, at the very least from that horrific day, he got to meet a wonderfully sweet lady.

"If you're going to do that, could you go somewhere else? That's very annoying!" A shrill voice yelled out of the corner of Lincoln's periphery; it was an old heavy-weighted woman bent over looking in the children's section, with wiry grey hair and holding a look of utter contempt and misery.

"Oh...I'm sorry mam. My apologiz-"

"And don't call me mam! You have no business being in here in that sinful costume."

"Well...my apologizes, but this is just a costume, and it is Halloween. It's all in good fun."

"You're a disgusting little piece of shit sinner is what you are. Wearing such filth. You're going to pay one day for wearing such-"

"HEY!" roared out a loud, intense and raging voice. Lincoln looked over and saw Luna once again seething with rage. Luna power-walked over and looked the old lady down square in the eyes. She awkwardly got up herself.

"What the fuck did you just call him!?"

""A SINNER, JUST LIKE YOU, YA FILTHY SINFUL LOOKING SLUT!"

"Back off lady! He was just looking at some books and whistling. It was pretty!"

"God has a special kind of hell for sinners like you. May you burn in hell for all eternity."

"More than harsh lady. You need to apologize to him. And if he was whistling a little, so what? Just ask him nicely to stop whistling instead of jumping his ass!"

"What do you know? You're an abomination, a sinner, a skank, a whore, and nothing more in the eyes of the lord almighty in that filth you call clothing! Your kind is why the world is in perpetual sin!"

"Ya know what? GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU OLD DECREPID BITCH!"

"LORD! SEND THESE SINNERS TO THE PITS OF HELL FOR ALL ETERNITY!"

"FUCK YOU YA OLD CUNT!"

"...WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?"

"CUNT! CAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU BLOODY ARE!"

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME THAT AGAIN YOU SINNFUL LITTLE WHORE!"

"CUNT! CUNT CUNT!" YOU'RE AN OLD MISERABLE SPIDER-WEBBED FLABBY GIT-WORN OUT GOOD FOR NOTHING WASTE OF A HATEFUL CUNT! AND IF THAT'S WHAT YOUR ALMIGHTY LORD AND GOD IS LIKE, THEN THE BOTH OF YOU BLOODY TWATS CAN BLOW ME!"

"Uhhh...Luna?" Lincoln asked, trying to pull Luna away from this old lady she was getting horrifically heated with.

Luna looked around, seeing several customers sheepishly watching, then pretending they were looking at something else. Then someone in a blue uniform came out of the back.

Five minutes later...

"…AND FUCK ALL OF YOU TOO!" Luna roared at the top of her lungs, almost shattering the glass exterior of the Goodwill building. Lincoln pulled her back, trying to drag her away from the premises.

"Man...that got outta hand quick."

"THOSE FUCKING IDIOT ASSHOLES! BOLLUCKS! FUCK THAT MANAGER! TAKING THAT WOMAN'S SIDE. Last time I ever go there, EVER AGAIN! YA HEAR ME YOU BLOODY GITS! EAT A DICK! ALL OF YOU!"

"Come on Luna...please...let's just...Luna?"

As Lincoln was trying with all his power to pull Luna away, the old woman looked through the mirror and gave a pompous little wave bye.

"YOU'RE THE EVIL ONE YOU COCKSUCKER! I HOPE YOU DIE! SHRIVEL UP AND DIE YOU CUNT!"

Lincoln finally managed to pull Luna from the general area of the Goodwill parking lot and get her near the theater complex. He checked his watch; a few minutes till the previews would be beginning.

"Good lord…never thought I'd ever hear you drop the "c" word so much…Luna?"

He looked over into her face; Luna looked like she was beginning to cry hot angry tears, breathing angrily in and out.

"Luna...come here," Lincoln said, pulling her into his arms and rocking with her back and forth gently.

"Lincoln..." Luna trembled,"...why do people suck so much?"

"That was a one-off Luna. There's lots of good people out there...and many other nice sweet old religious ladies that don't have...bad vibes and dirt-bag minds like hers."

"Lincoln...she called you-"

"I know what she said...I don't care. I only wish I had the cojones like you to stand up to her like you did for me."

"...why though Linc? Why couldn't she be nice? You did nothing wrong."

"I don't know; guess some people are just really miserable and messed-up deep down inside...but you know what?"

"What bro?"

"You make it impossible for me to be ever miserable," Lincoln said sweetly, putting his forehead against hers. Luna made a huge smile while trying to dry her tears and cool her face temperature.

"You're too charming and sweet for your own good, know that bro?"

"Maybe...now come on.

"Lincoln…thank you."

"Anytime Luna…I…just want you to be happy."

"And ya do an awesome job at it bro. More than you'll ever know," Luna said with a jolly rock tenor in her voice.

"Killer Luna! We gotta get good seats and-"

Lincoln and Luna suddenly collided head on with two other figures. Luna landed first in some bushes, Lincoln landing on top of her. They both looked over and saw two girls around Lincoln's age, knocked to the ground.

"HEY! Watch where ya going ya…..Lincoln?"

"No way," Lincoln said, looking over at the sight.

"Is that who I think it is?" Luna asked perplexed.

"Who else rock star. Glad you found your bro."

"Who else? Nice to see ya again," Luna said with a jive tone.

Ronnie Anne pulled herself up; she was wearing a makeshift Tin Man outfit from The Wizard of Oz. Lincoln looked next to Ronnie Anne and couldn't believe his eyes; it was Christina, wearing a Dorothy outfit.

"Uhh…hi Ronnie Anne, hi Christina," Lincoln said both happily and awkwardly.

"Sup lameo! You two trick or treating or something?" Ronnie Anne asked with a smirk. She walked over and hugged Lincoln nicely.

"And ya know the rule; don't tell anyone I hug or I'll clobber you."

"You never not tell me Ronnie," Lincoln said, giving a quick hug to her. Luna smiled while Christian looked nervously at them.

"Same question to ya tin-dudette. Bro and me are hittin that new Godzilla movie."

"Didn't you to see that already?" Ronnie Anne asked. Christina seemed to slightly hover behind Ronnie Anne.

"By the way, nice costumes you two."

"Same to you Ronnie. Anyways, I got sick last we saw it, so I'm making sure Lincoln sees it for real; all of it."

"Well, that's cool. Me and Christina just saw this funny-ass comedy movie. It was awesome!"

"Is it the Mike Judge movie?" Luna asked.

"How'd ya know?"

"Luan saw it; she loved it."

"Then she's got good taste. That Judge guy knows how to take down all politicians without having to name a single one. Well…Luna, Lincoln, we gotta head out. I need to walk Christina home."

"Okay…happy Halloween Ronnie Anne, happy Halloween Christina," Lincoln said, giving Ronnie Anne a fist bump and Christina a wave, before Ronnie wrapped herself in another hug with him.

"Happy Halloween lameo. Glad you're alive…and if you pull a stunt like that ever again I'll wrap you around a telephone pole myself."

"Duly noted…Ronalda."

"HEY!" Ronnie Anne shouted in a flabbergasted laugh. Christina started snickering in the background, and Luna was chuckling under her breath.

"Yeah yeah…laugh it up doofus. I'll get you when school starts again. Come on Christina. Bye Luna. See ya around."

"See ya Ronnie Anne. Have fun with your date," Luna said slyly, Ronnie Anne blushing slightly while Christina really glowed. She gave a scowling smile, before pulling Christina down the theater complex sidewalk.

Luna and Lincoln stood there, watching them from the periphery of their vision; they saw Ronnie Anne wrap an arm around Christina, and Christina sneaking a quick kiss on Ronnie's cheek.

"Huhhh….didn't see that coming," Lincoln said, looking a little dumbfounded.

"What, that Ronnie Anne likes girls?" Luna asked.

"…that she'd hook up with Christina…and that Christina was like that…wow…ya think you got people figured out."

"Most people don't have themselves figured out bro. It's a crazy world, and we're just full of it."

"…all I know Luna is that, this is kinda…surreal."

"How so dude?"

"…I had a crush on Christina for a while when I was younger, before Ronnie Anne…then later I secretly hooked up with Ronnie Anne for a while, till, you know."

"Yeah…wait a minute….two girls you liked…are together, girlfriends with each other now…OH MY GOD! HAHAHAHAHHAAHAH!" Luna started laughing uncontrollably, rolling on the ground. Lincoln made a pouty face.

"Man! Oh hell, that's sweet frickin irony Linc! HAHHA!"

"…yeah yeah Luna…keep it up and I might lie and say I'm gay."

"Good luck dude. Ha…at best, bi maybe cause of that little gargle ability of yours…but we know you couldn't get your rocks off unless it was a girl blowing you…hehehe."

"Just to be clear, I was being sarcastic about the gay thing."

"I know. I just like messing with you. Come on, let's go before Clyde texts you a pic of dating a guy that looks like you."

"…that's fucked up Luna."

Luna just laughed heavily before she and Lincoln walked in the theater, got their tickets and snacks, and for the longest while, managed to sit together and watch the Godzilla movie he originally intended to watch, every minute detail to the second.

Two hours later….

9:31 PM

"THAT WAS EVEN BETTER THAN BEFORE!" Lincoln yelled out ecstatically from the theater doors.

"I gotta admit, even though I didn't like the first, this one's not too bad. They actually gave the big-G some screen time in this one," Luna added, holding her fountain Dr. Pepper. Lincoln still had his Dr. Pibb.

"And who'd have thought we'd have the whole theater to ourselves?" Lincoln said, remembering how there was virtually no one in the audience stands for the Godzilla movie.

"Probably out partying or something bro. And I loved the alone time…got ta feel a lot of things too," Luna said sensually, half-closing her eyes and moving her pupils down towards his crotch.

"Luna…don't go feral on me yet. We still gotta get to the Haunted House."

"Relax bro…we got…oh…two hours till we need to meet up with Luan and Leni…and since the Haunted House is closed, we can-"

"WAIT! WHAT!?"

"Yeah dude. That's the idea…I didn't tell you that little crumpet of info, did I?"

"….NO! Luna, how do we go in a closed haunted house?"

"Easy."

"How?"

"Trust me dude…you're not gonna be expecting what I got reserved for the next few hours."

"Oh…okay Luna….we're sneaking in it, aren't we?"

"Yep, but that's not the reason only, even though that's so metal."

"Yikes…maybe I am a sinner."

"Sinners together bro. Let's rock on."

Luna and Lincoln made their way down the street, back at the closed down Haunted House within a ten minute walk. There was no one left on the streets, yet cars were travelling on the road intermittently. Several street lights shorted out, casting incomplete illumination on the sidewalk.

Luna looked over the building; part of it was covered in black tarping.

"For the last two years dude, they always forget to do this…sure hoping they forgot this year."

"What Luna?"

"This," Luna said with a cheeky grin, flipping the tarp up and showing one of the little kid tunnels leading to the interior of the Haunted House.

"Rock on! That's step one."

"So we're just sneaking into the Haunted House then?"

"Yes and no bro. The Haunted House is a step in the road."

"Man are you being cryptic Luna. Where exactly are we going?"

"I'll give you a hint….smell the air."

Lincoln took a moment and smelled the air as Luna looked around the small tunnel.

"I don't get it. Smells like it usually does around here."

"Keep that in mind, now come on," Luna said, bending down and crawling into the pitch-dark tunnel.

"Man…the things I do to appease her," Lincoln huffed, before getting on his knees and following Luna.

Luna pulled out her new cellphone and used it as illumination, traversing the ups and downs of the slippery slides, Lincoln following her and making their way to the center of the Haunted House where the kids would slide down the slide tunnel they just climbed up.

"Okay…it's really super dark…just like Batman likes," Lincoln joked, "but I still don't get it."

"You will in a moment. Hold my hand; it's like a maze in this Haunted House."

Lincoln held her hand, using all his other senses at heightened capacity to try and compensate for the utter lack of sight.

They went down several dark gloomy corridors, before stopping at one spot.

"Now…this is the magic right here bro. And one more clue," Luna said, pulling a little pice of paper from her boots; there was a numerical code on it, reading 6-9-7-2-0.

"What's that?"

"Smell the air again…what do you smell?"

"Huh…now I notice…kinda smells a swimming pool…and chlorine…that's chlorine…it's like a swimming pool or a spa…wait a minute…"

"And…the code….green light, booyah! We're in! Thank you Chunk!"

"Wait, Chunk gave you the code? He knows?"

"He told me about this, before he took off for the road. It was a departing present from my roadie boy…man he was cool…so, ya know how I haven't been around the last two Halloweens?"

"As a matter of fact, yeah, I kinda wondered what you were doing."

"Well…here it is," Luna said with a big grin, pushing the heavy wooden door open.

Lincoln saw inside and nearly flipped at how awesome and serene it was.

It was a isolated cubicle room, made entirely out of concrete, with a huge in-ground hot tub with bluish hue lights illuminating the inner waters. There was a fake rock outcrop to the right of it with small indoor palm trees outlining the side. Overall though, the room was effectively bare and completely off-the-grid.

"HOLY HELL LUNA! THIS….this is one of the coolest things I've ever seen," Lincoln said happily, almost tearing up from how taken back he was from the sight; he loved hot tubs.

"And that's not all dude. The water's always perfect, the jet action the best on this one; it's the personal hot tub of the spa owner…and it has some lighting features."

"Lighting features," Lincoln asked, before Luna flipped on some dials behind a switch; the lights in the hot tub and above them lit up in cool, changing dark purples, blues, reds, oranges and greens.

"And ya know the best part of this room dude?"

"I don't know how it can get any better Luna?"

"There's not a single camera in here…so we got it to ourselves for the next…hour and forty-five minutes…and it's gonna be the best hour and forty-five minutes of your whole life," Luna said, before grabbing Lincoln, pushing him against the wall and slobbering all over his neck. Lincoln moaned out a little, before pulling her face into his and tonguing her lips with his tongue. They began French kissing hard for a good minute, before Luna broke off.

"Come on bro. Let's get in," Luna said as she started to slip her boots off one by one, revealing she hadn't worn any socks at all.

"Damn…these boots did a real number on my feet. Good thing I got the jets…and the best massaging fingers around," Luna said with a wink, curling her feet at Lincoln.

Lincoln found himself frantically and clumsily throwing his Batman mask off to the side as fast as he could, awkwardly trying to rip his cape off, his under armor shirt and began unzipping his black jeans. He suddenly stopped.

"Oh….dang it…I don't have any swinging trunks on Luna."

"…you got boxers on, right?" Luna said as she pulled her small green cape off, then her mask.

"Ye...yeah, why?"

"Just wear them dude."

"Oh…okay….what about you?"

"Oh, I'm wearing a really…really skimpy bikini under this costume."

"Oh….OH FUCK! HOLD ON LUNA!" Lincoln yelled out, turning around as Luna began pulling her costume off.

"Relax bro! You already know what my body looks like, and you've seen me in this piece before, see?"

"B...but…that was at the pool a while ago...ah...ah…I admit, I thought you looked hot in it back then…bu…but….auh…," Lincoln said nervously, midway pulling his shoes and socks off.

"You're so cute when you stumble on your words like that. It's okay bro; I don't bite...much."

"That was so clichéd Luna," Lincoln said with a smirk.

"Fine...I don't suck...too much."

Lincoln's temperature grew increasingly as Luna stripped down, as though she was intentionally making it a show for him. Article by article, Luna teased off the fabrics, until finally revealing her entire freckled physique, barely held back under the diminutive, tight dark purple bikini piece; it hid the bare essentials of Luna's person, though it was still revealing an enormous amount of cleavage and derrière for Lincoln's mind to try and process.

He caught himself breathing erratically, cheeks and body flushed with blood flowing all over his body. He felt light headed, having to lean against the concrete wall as Luna wiggled her ass around for him in what he thought was the most epic site he's ever seen.

"...it's like I know the meaning of life and the purpose of the universe," Lincoln mumbled with wide eyes, unknowingly drooling all over his exposed chest.

"Glad ya like it dude."

Luna walked over to the hot tub settings and knelt down on her knees, turning on the full blast jets and bubble action. Lincoln was stuck on stupid staring at her from behind.

"How hot you want it?"

"Uuuuhhhh..."

"I'm takin about the hot tub bro, although we can talk about that too."

"Um...what do usually prefer Luna?"

"I rock the max dude, 104 degrees."

"104 it is," Lincoln said with a slight smile. He was now slightly covering himself up with his bat cape, down to his boxers.

"Ahhh, don't be bashful Linc."

"O...okay...ya did go first, so here...I...go."

Lincoln dropped his cape, showing himself in his boxers, one of the kind Lynn bought him, these ones being more purple and red than white. Lincoln was pressing his legs together, like he was trying to hide something.

"Wow...wooohoooo! Take it off bruh!"

"HEY!"

"Just playin dude...anyways, we all saw you wearin your undies before. Why so embarrassed now? Use to be a regular thing with you bro."

"Cause...well...things have been...sorta changing for me Luna."

"Is that why you haven't been parading around in your underwear anymore?"

"Kinda yeah. It's...different now that I'm hitting puberty."

"Well puberty's doing awesome on your bod Linc. Speaking of which...where the hell did you get those abs and that stomach anyways?"

"Kinda from Lynn's self defense training."

"But ya did that a long while ago. You don't do it that much anymore. And you're not exactly the active type."

"True, but when I started cutting wood for Mr. Grouse, on a regular basis throughout the week ever since his leg went bum a while back, oh…maybe two, two and a half months ago, I get a hell of a lot of exercise out of it."

"How come we never see you cutting his timber?"

"It's always early in the morning. And I read somewhere that cutting wood is a really good core exercise. Doesn't do crap for my arms unless I actually pick up the wood, but all that axe swinging is apparently why I have this tummy."

"That tummy is absolutely yummy looking," Luna said, walking over and feeling her hands on his stomach, caressing her fingers between the individual ab muscles on his six pack. She bent down on her knees and rubbed her chin on them, eliciting a shocked look from Lincoln, before Luna brought out her huge, long tongue and waived it all over his abs.

"A…a little tongue Luna?" Lincoln tried saying with a smirk, even though he was beyond befuddled and awkward.

"Mmmmmmm…..your tummy tastes good bro…love that profile…I wonder…" Luna trailed off, before she pressed her tongue, then lips into Lincoln's belly button and blew hard.

"AH HAHAHHAA! DANG IT! THAT TICKLES!"

"HA! Knew it…ever since you were little you loved this. You're so ticklish."

"Yeah…wow…I feel like I can kinda remember you tickling me when I was really young….whoa," Lincoln said, looking as though he was staring into the ether and realizing something.

"What's up?"

"…who'd have thought that we'd be like this….when I was a baby, and you were four…that you'd be hooking up with your little brother."

Luna's face went a little plain, then got flustered and embarrassed.

"…holy fuck…when ya put it like that, it seems like this is really fucked up…to think I use to sing to you when you were a baby…and tell you I'd take care of you forever."

"Well…in a sweet, unexpected way…you meant it," Lincoln said, holding a slightly shaken Luna.

"Man…how far down the road of no return have I gone dude…here I am sexually flaunting my little brother…"

"And I'm loving every second of it Luna…I just thought it was an interesting thought…maybe a little too visceral and surreal a reality."

"Well, gotta own up to the facts of reality; I fell in love with my little bro who I used to hold and sing to when I was a little girl…"

"Not to mention you were the first sister that ever held me…remember?"

"Ye…yeah…I remember when you were born too bruh…I loved your white hair…your happy little look…and when you cried, I tried singing to you to try and make you happy and go to sleep."

"Did it work Luna?"

"…it did. Me, Lori, Leni and Luan would huddle around you for a long time and watch you sleep. And whenever you started crying and mom and dad were taking care of you, Leni would try and make funny faces and give you clothing to wear, Lori tried giving you ice cream, and Luan would play with things like a comedy skit….I really couldn't do much of anything…but when nothing they usually did for you worked…I tried singing to you…and you smiled."

"Wow…I didn't know that Luna."

"Yeah…I guess music…my love of it…knowing what it could do for a person…you gave me that little gift bro."

Lincoln was tearing up hearing Luna talk about that memory; he remembered Luna always singing to him when he was little, but that was mostly between him and her; music in general, most typically, her love of rock, didn't pop out till her first concert with Mick Swagger.

"I…guess that's why I love it when you sing Luna…it makes me happy still."

"Awe…come here bro," Luna said, both her and Lincoln hugging warmly one another. Even with their relationship on the foray, it felt wonderful to be able to bond like they were brother and sister still…even if things were entirely on a whole other level now between them.

Luna let her hand drift down again, feeling his stomach in a non-sexual way this time.

"Promise we can be axe buddies?"

"Axe buddies? Oh...your axe, the guitar."

"Actually, I wanna make sure I can keep my figure. Mind showing me how to actually throw around an axe this week?"

"That sounds like a lot of fun. When I first tried, I sucked eggs, but over time, your arms get use to it, and if you do it right enough times over a while, ya get...hey...Luna, why do you need to do this? Look at your tummy?"

"So bro?"

"It's flat. You don't even need to throw around an axe; hell, you don't even need to exercise. How do ya keep yours like that?"

"You know, I really don't know. Guess it's all that body-rocking I do when I jam tunes and melodies. Good thing Rock N Roll is an all body workout."

"Clearly," Lincoln said while eyeing Luna's frame more and more.

"So, let's get in that hot tub," Lincoln said cheerfully.

"You first bro. I wanna see your reaction," Luna said, looking over the hot tub waters a little nervously.

"Okay," Lincoln said, walking over and dipping his big toe in it.

"Oohhhh...huu…hot...just the way I like it," Lincoln smiled. He then slowly put his whole foot in, his eyes going wide, till in one swooping slow-motion he sank into the frothing waters. His eyes nearly bulged out as he moaned and gurgled over the hot waters.

"OOHHHHHHhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuu...holy...dang...Luna...it's...haaaaaaa."

"Epic, ain't it?"

Lincoln sank his whole body, feeling the powerful watery jets froth and stream with force across his skin and body. The moment he got in, his whole body rocked from his nervous system's pleasured reaction to the elevated temperature and rippling jets, currents and bubbles. A huge air bubble plopped from his boxers, though neither could tell it happened since the extreme rippling and bubbling action cloaked it.

"Luna...this is...without a doubt...the best hot tub...eeeevvvveeeerrrrrrrrr," Lincoln cooed, sounding inebriated. His eyes half-closed in ecstasy as he sunk his whole body in, letting just his eyes, some of his hair and toes stick out of the frothing bubbles.

"Yep...ya like it," Luna said with a giant grin, before bending down and sitting with her toes poking over the edge of the rim. She looked a little worryingly over the frothing waters. She smiled, but had a minor look of concern on her face.

Lincoln sank his head under the waters, letting multiple jets and rising bubbles tickle and push against his face; it felt like a facial massage. He pressed his feet underwater against several powerful jets, feeling like he was getting the best non-human foot massage ever. His eyes closed tight as he relaxed momentarily, before he felt himself being pulled out by Luna; she had a scared look.

"Wh...what's up Luna? And you should try this...you probably have."

"I...I'm sorry…I don't know what I was…."Luna paused, suddenly having a look of fear draped in her face and eyes.

"Luna…what's wrong? You look petrified."

Luna's pupils contracted into tiny black dots; she looked frozen and terrified.

"Luna! Luna! Stay with me! What's….." Lincoln paused, letting his memories suddenly inject why Luna was looking so terrified.

"Luna….is it the hot tub?"

"W….what? Do…don't be silly bro."

"Luna, you can be honest with me…I'm your brother…and boyfriend, remember?"

"I…I know….alright," Luna sighed, pulling herself away from the hot tub and rubbing her left arm, soaked by the hot tub waters. It looked like she was trying to scrap the waters right off.

"I didn't wanna say earlier….but…ever since the river…when…I almost drowned…I haven't been able to look at big bodies of water…not even at bath tubs full of water."

"Oh no….Luna….it's okay. I…what you went through was arguably one of the worst experiences ever."

"It…it feels like when I see it…I start feeling my body give out…I'm sorry bro. Here I am all gung-ho taking you to a hot tub, and I don't got the balls to go in myself."

"You have a good reason though Luna."

"…I…I don't wanna be scared like this Lincoln…I wanna join you…but…the waters…"Luna said with a crack in her voice.

"Luna?"

"Yeah dude?"

"I think I can help you…will you trust me?" Lincoln asked with warmth and support in his eyes.

"Su..sure dude…anything to get rid of this stupid frickin phobia."

"Okay…first, I need to stand up."

Lincoln scooted over to Luna, then rising up and standing on one of the cement stairs by Luna, letting the waters cascade off him.

"Look into my face Luna."

"O…okay…looking…you're so cute."

"Stay focused rocker girl…now…sit down on your butt."

Luna dropped down, sitting on her rump as Lincoln asked. Lincoln suddenly grabbed one of her legs gently, pulling it out towards him and the steaming frothing waters.

"Alright…in a sec Luna, I'm just gonna gently put your foot in the water. Think you can handle that?"

"I…I think I can."

Lincoln placed her foot in, staring with her pinkie toe, then letting everything drop into the waters, all the way to her upper ankles, still holding onto her foot.

"Good so far Luna?"

"Yeah…I actually kinda am," Luna said with a tiny smile, concern still on her face.

"Good…care to have both feet in?"

"Oh…okay."

Lincoln did the same thing with her other foot.

"Alright…feet and ankles in the hot tub; how are ya feeling my rocker gal?"

Luna wiggled her legs a little, poking her toes out of the waters. Lincoln gave them a little flick.

"Good….really good actually...and if ya try and tickle me there, I'll get your belly button in your sleep."

"I bet you would. Now, so far, awesome Luna….now let's up the ante."

"What?"

Lincoln grabbed her hands and started pulling. She nervously rose a little, before her eyes glazed in terror when realizing Lincoln was slowly pulling her in the waters with him.

"Hey, hey…it's okay. I got you Luna. I got you…I'm right here."

"Don't let me go Linc! Please!"

"Never."

Lincoln and Luna were now standing on the seat inside the hot tub's waters. He stepped down into the deeper water at the center, and wrapped his arms around Luna's shaking frame.

"Luna? We don't have to do this if you don't-"

"I…need to Linc…for you…for our Halloween night…"

"But most importantly Luna, for yourself. Forget about me, this is about you. Now…let me have your left leg."

Luna slightly raised it. Lincoln used her leg to counter-balance her, now holding on to her as he stood in the deep end, the waters reaching his belly button.

"Now…Luna…I'm about to slowly…slowly….very slowly…lower us down, so your lower body and tummy is in the waters with mine….is that okay?"

"Ohhh….oh shit…..ye…yep….do it bro…please…hold on to me…please."

"I'll hold on for eternity if I have to."

With great care, conscientious descending and methodical placement, Lincoln slowly sank into the hot tub waters, Luna closing her eyes for a moment while she felt the waters slowly flow all around her legs, then her groin, and within moments, felt the bubbling waters around her stomach and mid-section, just under her breasts. She felt the jets spraying hard on her back.

It felt good, just like she remembered from last Halloween.

"Congratulations Luna…you're basically in. How do you feel?"

"Whoa dude…you're a miracle worker."

"Well, I wouldn't call it a miracle per say, but, ya know," Lincoln said with a slight smirk.

"Don't get to big for your britches laddie," Luna said with reserved playfulness, giving him a little splash, before Lincoln gave her tiny splash; it seemed to freak her out a bit.

"…dang it…sorry Luna."

"Wow…I am fucked up."

"Luna…you wanna just cuddle a while out of the hot tub? The next thing I had in mind might be a bit…extreme."

"No dude…oh man…I can't believe I'm saying this, but…let me have it."

"Alright…and let me know if you can't take it. I'll be holding you and with you the entire time, okay?"

"Okay bro….what are you planning on-"

Lincoln suddenly moved through the waters and wrapped Luna up in a hug, then looked soothingly into her eyes, before putting his lips on her own, and giving her a strong, secured kiss. He kept his lips on hers, her looking around, wondering what he was doing.

Lincoln suddenly began sinking his body down into the deep part of the hot tub.

Luna's eyes went wide in fear and shock, before the soft caressing of Lincoln's hands on her frame calmed her down. She looked into his eyes, seeing that he wouldn't do anything to scare or terrify her.

He sank lower and lower, bringer her down with him. It looked like he was on his knees in the waters. He started leaning backwards in the waters, keeping Luna above him the whole time.

He broke off his long kiss momentarily.

"Are you ready rocker girl."

Luna nervously nodded.

Lincoln then resumed keeping her in a long kiss. His whole back descended into the hot tub, followed by his neck, his hair floating around in the steam and bubbling froth. Luna felt the hot water vapor trickle across her face. She winced as Lincoln kept his eyes open.

"Here we go Luna."

"Hold me bro."

"Always."

Lincoln then began to sink his head in the waters, Luna still holding on and keeping locked on his lips. She felt the hot tub waters flowing around there collective mouths.

Lincoln's face suddenly descended under the surface as Luna's began to touch, the bubbles popping around her nose.

Then she found her face going under water, now in the hot, wet serenity of bubbling jets. She closed her eyes and held Lincoln tighter.

Slowly but surely, her body tensed less, knowing Lincoln had her, safe and sound.

She felt herself feeling safe in his arms, feeling like he'd never let her go, never let her go so deep that she'd never see him again.

"He…he saved me once…in the river…and he's saving me again," Luna thought, now relaxing her arms on him, now finding her whole body underwater with his. She unwrapped her arms around Lincoln completely, and started to make out hard with him underwater. Their eyes were closed, but their faces graced and caressed each other. The fiber optic lighting shown through their eye lids.

Her fears gradually morphed into a whole new form of pleasure and ecstasy for her. Luna was making out with Lincoln underwater.

Moments later Lincoln wrapped his arms around Luna and rose her out of the waters. Both breathed in and out, trying to regain their breath again.

"Dude….bro….Lincoln…I love you," Luna said as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"I know you do. I love you too," Lincoln said as he wiped his hair out of his face and shook his head.

"No bro…it's…it's like…I just fell in love with you again…under water…my bond with you just…I…I love you Linc…more than I can really say…more than I can play on my axe, more than I can sing…more than I can kiss you…more than I can hold you Linc…bro…"

"And I love you more than I'll be able to tell you Luna. And…if I have to go to hell for all eternity for being with you…then send me down to those fiery gates…cause I don't regret ever loving you, not just as my sister…but as the most chill, most epic, angelic-voiced…sublime, far out woman I've ever known…I wanna be with you forever Luna, now more than ever, no matter what anybody or society thinks…screw them…you're my world rocker girl."

"And I'll be with you at those gates the whole way; you're my world, my little white-haired angel."

Lincoln and Luna looked deep into one another's eyes…before a dormant, latent volcano erupted inside them.

There was no talking. They just pushed their bodies hard into each other, Luna now straddling Lincoln's lap and grasping his waistline with her legs, Lincoln grasping hard on her derrière as they made out harder and harder into each other's face and mouth.

Lincoln sat himself and Luna on his waist down in the opposite side of the hot tub as they began to let their hands explore each other's bodies. Luna fooled with his hands and pulled them on her large breasts. As she placed them on the tops of her exposed cleavage, she reached around and unclipped her bikini bra, letting it slowly drape off into the frothing hot waters.

For the first time in his life, he saw Luna's boobs, exposed in all their large, voluptuous glory, waiving right in his face.

"They're…yours to-"

Lincoln didn't waste any time, and started caressing them in his hands like they were large soft pillows to play with. Flowing his fingers across her delicate nipples, she drifted closer into his quaking form, letting his mouth hover around them. He suddenly found himself involuntarily licking Luna's freckled breasts, sucking hard on her nipples, and eliciting several surprised, pleasured groans out of her.

Lincoln then broke this off and maneuvered Luna to sit across from him.

"What are ya doing bro?" Luna asked in a disappointed tone.

"Paying you back; I owe you one, and you wanted one of these, didn't ya? When you saw Luan getting one?" He asked, before placing Luna's legs in his lap. He started to massage her left foot very tenderly, Luna's eyes half-shutting as she let her body sink down like Lincoln did when he got in first.

"OH….oh my…..ahhhhh….aauuuuuhhh….Linc….that's so….god…."

"Wait till I…" Lincoln paused, pulling her foot right into a particularly powerful jet. Luna squirmed in body-rocking pleasure as Lincoln continued massaging her foot, then switched off to the right one.

"Bro…promise…me….promise me this will be a regular thing…oh my god….this…my…fe...feet…aaauuuhhhh."

"Like I keep saying; just a certificate away."

"Oh man bro…hey…ya want one?"

"Wh….what?"

"Come on dude…let me give it a try," Luna said, now pulling Lincoln's legs into her lap and positioning his feet by the jets. Luna was clearly inexperienced, but she had a sense of adventurism that really turned Lincoln on; he wasn't use to getting his feet touched like that.

"Wow dude. Leni's right. You do take really good care of your feet…and nice filing."

"Well…like I told her; comes from being around girls all the time. It's a feminine habit I picked up…it's a bit embarrassing."

"Not to me. I like it…so…how am I doing?"

"Not bad…pretty good, though your thumbs should be pressing into the arch more."

"What…like this?" Luna said, pressing her thumbs into Lincoln's arched right foot.

"Ooohh….there ya go."

"Hmmmm…I think I know how to make this a bit more….interesting," Luna said with a lusty smile, before slowly diving under water and positioning Lincoln's legs straight, then pulled them up slightly.

"Huh…she's able to go under water by herself now. Good on her. Hopefully she'll be o…..OOHHH HOLY SHIT…what the hell….Luna!?"

Lincoln felt Luna pressing his feet together as she was slithering her tongue cross his toes, before beginning to bite them. Lincoln blushed severely, not able to really compute what would compel Luna to do this…or care much. He was getting aroused by this strange behavior from Luna.

He felt her huge tongue tingle and wiggle along his foot, then slowly up his leg, then his thigh. The entire time it felt like he was in heaven, his nerves working overtime from how unique a sensation this was on his body.

Luna suddenly raised her head out of the waters, then her body, it steaming off hot vapors, her body hot and humid…and she kept staring down…towards Lincoln's crotch.

"Whoa Luna…that was…another tense and unlikely source of pleasure. You're good rocker gi-"

" Bro?" Luna asked in nervous but hidden, raging hunger.

"Yeah?"

"Can…can I make you feel…really good?" Luna asked, moving her head down from Luna's eyes, then back to his crotch.

Lincoln's eyes jolted wide open.

"Whoa…are…..are you sure Luna?"

"Only…only if you're okay with it…this is a step up in the tier, know what I mean?"

"Yeah….yeah," Lincoln mumbled. He felt petrified, nervous, as did Luna, before he slowly raised his body out of the hot tub, and slowly but surely pulled down his boxers from his groin and off his legs.

Luna's eyes shot wide open in lust, shock and surprise, seeing his dangling form right in front of her.

"Bloody hell bro…" Luna weakly said, looking at its size,"…I didn't think it would be….holy fuck."

"I'm sorry…it has a mind of its own…and I hate how awkward it is."

"Dude…that's at least nine inches of awkward bro…whoa…," Luna said, intimidated now by Lincoln's quite pronounced trait.

"I need to know how Lynn does it," Luna thought, her cheeks going rosy red in a perennial blush.

She moved her hand slowly towards it; it seemed to pulsate as her hand got near it.

"Don't…shoot off just yet Linc…I wanna see what this thing can do."

"Ya sure?"

"Yeah….yeah….bloody frickin hell yeah…jesus, it's not just the size, but the fact that its attached to you….fuck I got my work cut out for me," Luna lustily said with her shocked expression still. She began petting it a little, Lincoln now blushing severely as she used her fingers to trace its length and feel all the uniqueness.

She then wrapped her hand around the base and slowly began moving it back and forth, Lincoln wincing hard and closing his eyes momentarily from the shock, before letting out several gritty moans.

It was defiantly responding to Luna's hand motions, her fingers in particular strong enough to keep the pace up from her constant guitar picking.

And she felt a tinge of adventurism pop up into her mind again.

Lincoln looked down and was petrified; Luna brought her unusually long tongue and danced it around the head.

"HOLY….Ahhhhhahhahh…..Luna….ahh…."

"Okay dude?"

"Ye….yeah….I wasn't expecting it to feel so good," Lincoln said sheepishly.

"Well then….let me up the ante then," she said with a sultry tone, before opening her mouth and taking in the first four inches all at once.

"HOLY FUCKING FUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…."Lincoln yelled out in a pleasured, goofy grin as Luna gyrated her mouth and oratory back and forth. His body warped backwards from the jolt of pleasure he received from Luna's engulfing.

"Oh my fuck Luna! This…..is unreal! This is….aaaauuuuhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Luna kept going, looking up at Lincoln's half-closed eyes that illuminated his body's pleasure from Luna's oral mouthing and tonguing.

She kept bobbing, now feeling other substances besides her own saliva trickle in her mouth.

She pulled her mouth off.

"Ooooo…..Linc…it's that pre-ooze again…you sure make a lot before the grand finale."

"Yeah…I don't know why…"

"That's fucking hot," she said, taking her tongue and lathering it all over her lips, before going down on Lincoln again. She kept her oratory motions going, pulling in her cheeks and trying to take more of Lincoln; it seemed her limit was around a little over half his length.

She kept pushing harder and harder down, trying to let it go down her throat, positing with her tongue to use the lubricant-like qualities of his pre-ooze.

She couldn't, her gag reflex having taken over automatically. She pulled her mouth off, giving him a look of crazed sexual savagery and determination.

"Hold…my head down…I'm gonna try it all."

"WHAT!?"

"Do it bro…I…I can…take it," she said, before letting it fill her mouth again. She got back to her maximum, before Lincoln skittishly yet gently pulled her head in closer to his crotch. She let out a sustained groan as Lincoln moaned loudly. She looked up, trying to communicate to Lincoln to pull her head even further in.

He obliged.

Lincoln pulled her in as her eyes went wide from feeling its full girth and length punctuate her throat, Luna forcing herself to keep it there. Her gag reflex was trying to force her to stop, her drowning experience memories were trickling in a bit, but she compelled herself, holding her breath and tearing up from how invasive this thing felt inside her.

And she was enjoying this gagging, choking feeling.

"Ohhhh….auh….OH GOD LUNA! HOLD ON!" Lincoln moaned out, pulling Luna off, seeing it slither out of her throat and mouth, before dangling between his legs; there was an enormous amount of pre-ooze trickling from him.

"Whoa..bro, I think I almost had it…I almost got my gag reflex to-"

"Sorry Luna…I didn't…wanna choke you…it kinda scared me."

"Aww…you're sweet…and packing…that's a big meaty combination."

"Ha ha…but…I was about to…in…your throat."

"….that's frickin awesome…but why did you pull me off?"

"Cause….well….this is gonna sound kinda weird…but…I don't wanna do my thing until…you do."

"Huh?"

"I…I want you to feel it first…have it first, you get what I mean Luna?"

"…you want me to cum first bro?"

"I know it sounds silly, but…I dunno, I guess it's like a chivalry kind of thing, ladies first, ya know? And in a funny way, if I see you….getting off first…it'll make me get off even harder."

"Bro…your telling me you'll spasm really, really hard only after you pleasure a girl? Lincoln, you have no idea how much of a turn-on that is, for me and most women…most guys think about themselves, but you? You wanna give pleasure, and you get pleasure from pleasing others. What did ya have in mind dude?" Luna said, still toying with Lincoln's above-average erect business.

"Well…is it okay if we still stay virgins? I dunno why, but I…I wanna hold on to that for a little longer."

"I'm okay with that. I don't wanna force you to do anything you don't wanna do bro. For all I care, we could cuddle, although…you'd be kinda a cocktease…and I mean that literally," Luna said with a wink, taking his length and wiggling it back and forth comically.

"But…I feel like…I want you to take that Luna…my virginity…just…not yet."

"And you mine…ya know…we can still do other things?"

"Like what?"

"You can still hook a girl up, know what I mean?" Luna sumptuously said with a wicked, animal-like perversion.

"Well…now that you mention that…there's been something that's been on my mind for a long…long while…ever since the theaters."

"Oh?"

"Yeah…when I broke into your restroom stall, and found you…ya know?"

"Yeah?"

"And…I saw you…all over me…and the floor and my shoes…"

"You mean when I jizzed everywhere?"

"Yeah….and you know, those French vanilla creamers I have in my room?"

"Yep, what about them?"

"Well…this is gonna sound really fucked up and pervy of me…but I…I get really…really…like super turned on by the idea of me…going down there and tasting…and being…well…"

"Dude?"

"…alright, I'll come clean…Luna…for like twenty times I jerked off and had wet dreams to the idea of eating you out and you….well, there's no way of putting this lightly…I cum hard when I imagine you cumming all over me and my face first…and I eat it."

"God damn dude…..I dunno why, but that's a total turn on…and I think you're the only guy that would actually wanna switch the roles around. Fuck did I ever luck out with you. And…I'll come clean, pun intended, I jerked it hard to some fantasies like that too…you eating me out…among other things."

"So…you don't think its a little weird Luna? I can't help it; you taste like vanilla…and apparently I really, really, really like the taste of vanilla."

"Weird?" Luna asked with sarcasm, before lifting her body out of the hot tub, then throwing her skimpy panties to the side, keeping her legs closed momentarily, before opening them up.

Lincoln saw her business; his eyes shot wider, drool coursing down his body like a waterfall, his freckled cheeks and whole upper body raging red. Luna saw his business do a wicked pulsation, gyrating hard on its own in several sudden, violent jolts.

"Linc….I'm yours…this vanilla-milk train is yours," Luna said with a vulnerable tone, betraying her wanting look for him to keep up with her lust.

"This...has to be the single greatest thing I've ever seen in my entire life," Lincoln mumbled in a stupor, staring endlessly at Luna's area.

"Ya like it?"

"More...than I've liked anything else Luna...aahhhuuuuuu..." Lincoln shuttered, his right leg beginning to vibrate up and down violently; he was already feeling an excessive amount of stimulation happening, and he hadn't even approached her.

"If ya keep that shaking up, you're gonna lose your load. Come on bro...don't leave me...high and dry," Luna said with a heavy sensuous tone.

Lincoln crossed the hot tub, feeling like a new chapter in his life was about to open up. Luna felt the same thing, unsure how this was going to go down, her legs and body quivering from her tension and excitement.

Lincoln licked his lips excitedly, then dropped down a little to make his shoulders leveled with Luna's area.

He stared, for what felt like millennia. Lincoln still couldn't grapple with how far the night was taking them.

He was about to go down on Luna. One of his most lucid, powerful self-pleasuring imaginations, his most common nightly wet dream, what he thought was among the ultimate sins of fantasy…was about to become a thing of reality.

A huge glob of saliva poured from his mouth onto Luna's area.

"Ooohhh...Linc, your mouth just ejaculate?"

"Uuuhh...uhh..." Lincoln stuttered with slobber dripping down his lips, before he took several deep breaths to relieve his tension. Luna watched alertly, seeing his constricted pupils; something beastly, primal and raging was brewing in him, she could feel it. Luna took a deep breath, closing her eyes momentarily.

And in that moment, Lincoln catapulted his head between her legs and began to savagely lick, slurp, tongue and do things from his vivid dreams and imaginations. Luna's reactions were nothing less than astronomical.

She screeched loudly, groaning and moaning in celestial-like pleasure, feeling Lincoln's mouth move with such force, ferocity and intensity.

"AAAHHHH! OOOOOOOOHHHHH MMMMYYYY FFFFUUUUCCCKKKIIIINNNGGG GGGGOOOOODDDDD!"

"LUNA! ARE YOU-"

"AAHHHH...DON'T...DON'T STOP DUDE!" Luna screamed with tears running down her cheeks, a look of pure elation, bliss and rapture in her expression. She rolled her legs on his back and powerfully wedged him down with her legs, using her feet to curl him in as he kept orally ravishing her genitalia. She gripped the rim of the hot tub with her hands, trying to steady her body as it was rocking in tune with Lincoln's assault.

"OHHHHH…OOOOOOOH…OH MY FUCK LINCOLN!"

He kept it up, not giving himself or Luna a moment to catch their breaths or rest; he flushed every tonguing motion, every oral gyration his mind could think of. The pace was consistent, his mouth working to a rhythm, but becoming more erratic and wily as the minutes passed; he got his energy, air and endurance from Luna's extreme moans, groans, roars and growls, until finally...

"LINCOLN! LINC...BRO! I...I'M GONNA DO IT!"

"I'm ready," he mumbled, still eating her out.

"LINC! I'M...AH..AAAHHH...AAAUUUHHH...I'M….CUUUUUUUMMMMMIIIINNGGGG! AAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

Luna screamed in pure ecstasy and euphoria as she rocked her spread legs violently, Lincoln backing up slightly as his expression became obsessed and consumed by what was about to happen.

Then the raging torrent stream of creamy white liquids shot right out of Luna's ground zero climax; it spurted up and out parabolically in several huge jets, Lincoln positioning himself to be splattered in the face multiple times as he fantasized and dreamed so strongly, opening his mouth and keeping his eyes semi-closed. He waived his tongue, trying to get a full jet in his mouth.

He succeeded, getting a full-blown taste of Luna's person fill his mouth, more detailed, more intoxicating, more vanilla-like than anything he's had before in his mouth.

Luna squirmed hard as she moaned, still being rocked by her unparalleled orgasm. She blasted off one last giant creamy stream in his face, before she finally stopped.

Luna looked towards him with euphoric eyes; she saw his face morph into a pure, hypnotic trance, adrenaline and ecstasy silently rocking his body like never before, his expression bubbling and brimming with sexual primacy.

His face was completely coated in Luna's vanilla-flavored ejaculate, and he was keeping his mouth open to try and funnel more of her liquids in his mouth.

"LINC….Linc….holy fucking fuck…that was….I'm still shaking bro...I-"

"Luna….I'm..I-" Lincoln stuttered, his pupils contracted to virtually non-existent white dots that could only reflect the scale of his approaching peak.

Then…Lincoln felt something. She could tell by his vibrating body what he was about to do.

"Come up here bro," Luna said, patting the ground space near her chest.

Lincoln weakly winced and quickly got up next to her, getting down on his shaking knees and cranking it hard on himself.

"Ahh…Ahhhhh….Luna….I….I'm…AAHH…I'M GONNA…."

"Do it bro…just like I did to you…cum on me."

Lincoln winced as his body convulsed violently, trying to hold steady his arm motions on his erect form.

"Ahhh…..AAHHH…..AAAAHHHHAHHHHHHH!"

Lincoln's pupils all but disappeared as he roared like a raging beast, spurting several huge hot jets all over Luna's face. She closed her eyes and let her tingling face bask in the gooey thick substances coating her cheeks, lips, nose and forehead. Lincoln was gridlocked in this vulnerable, uncontrollable euphoria for over thirty seconds.

"Mmmmmmmmm…I'm sticky mate."

"Huuuuuuuhhhhh…..Lu….Luna," Lincoln heaved in a huge huff, his mind in a stupor, his business still pulsating and trickling out several gobs on her chest and breasts. She just rubbed her hands all over her boobs, lathering her body in his load, along with her face.

Lincoln fell over right next to her, eyes wide and his body still convulsing. Luna's body was coming under wraps, still tingling from her own monumental orgasm.

She flipped to her side and looked at Lincoln, still breathing hard in and out. She leaned a bit closer to grab his attention.

"Hey…Linc."

"Ahhuuuuhhh….yeah…Luna?"

"You just gave me the single best, most rockin orgasm I've ever had in my life…hands down."

"And…man…..huuuhhhh….you did too…I never felt anything like that before," Lincoln said, awkwardly smiling with his eyes now half-closed, before he leaned in closer to Luna, his face still covered in her juices, her face starched with his.

He flipped his tongue around his lips and let the droplets on his face slither down his mouth.

"Mmmmm…..vanilla…yum."

Lincoln then looked even closer; she may have saturated Lincoln, but he glazed her face hard. He wasn't expecting so much from himself.

"…damn….sorry Luna."

"No dude…that was cosmic...didn't know you had it in you, hehe….thank you…thank you for making this the best Halloween night….fuck it, the best night of my life."

"You're welcome…and…thank you Luna for making this the single best night and experience I've ever had…best Halloween…best night…and best girl I love so much."

Luna had tiny tears welling in her eyes, and Lincoln's got glossy as well.

"I…I take the prior comment back….seeing you pleasured and cum on me is the greatest thing I've ever seen in my life Luna."

Lincoln leaned over Luna's form, and they started to make out gently with one another, both noticing that they were getting each other's and their own fluids on themselves, neither caring much.

They smiled at each other as Lincoln and Luna's fluids mixed on their touching faces.

It was the most sensual, sexually charged night of their young lives.

They both slithered together in each other's embrace back into the hot tub and cuddled, ruminating in each other's company for the remaining forty minutes, letting the hot jets of water caress their still stimulated bodies. Luna leaned herself in his chest and arms as Lincoln leaned his head on hers.

"Ya know Luna? One of my life goals is to be an astronaut and walk on the moon."

"I know dude."

"And…I think it came true…tonight…your name means moon goddess, so…in a way…I got to be one with the moon; you're my moon Luna."

Luna just gave a teary chuckle, then began kissing him softly.

"I love you Luna."

"I love you too Lincoln."

---

Earlier, back at the Halloween party, Leni smashed through a crowd of ravaging young costumed partiers, trying desperately to locate the restrooms in the warehouse.

It was loud, hot, humid, smelling horrifically of body fluids, heat and sweat, an utter disgusting combination to Leni. It frightened her to be here, and most of all, it made her feel horrible that she unwittingly invited her younger sister to this gigantic out-of-control party.

"LUAN! LUAN! WHERE ARE YOU?" Leni yelled out, trying to drown out the intense, loud music beating out of the speakers. She kept running and maneuvering around, scared to ask anyone for help; she asked the last few people and all they did was give lusty drugged-out looks at her; several guys already tried to have their way with Leni, only for her to throw them over the group they were getting busy with.

Leni kept looking and looking. The environment was coated in moving, thrusting moaning bodies, sporadic changing red, blue and green flashing rave lights, and the music beats pierced her thinking. She ran around the warehouse for a good thirty-five minutes, not realizing the restrooms were in the back with all the isolated smaller rooms, where groups of people were really going at it with one another.

Leni crouched down, curled up in a corner and began shaking like a scared little girl lost in a shopping mall. She tried to keep herself away from the crowd as far away as possible, putting her head into her knees and rocking.

"PLEASE! LUAN! PLEASE FIND ME! I…I NEED HELP! HELP…..help me…..someone…please help me…"

"Leni?"

"What? Hello?"

"It's me…it's the other you."

"Other…oh….other me…other Leni?" Leni said, now talking to herself, looking at the floor; her vision blurred, but in her mind she could feel her other self talking to her.

"Yes…you need to let me take over for a little while. I don't think you can take this environment, but I can. Let me get you to Luan; I'll get us both out of here."

"Leni…other Leni, are you sure you can…it's like, horrible and icky what's going on in here."

"I know…so you need something equally as horrible to endure and fight back against it."

Leni shook violently; she wanted to find Luan and get out of here, but she was so petrified and confused by the hundreds of moans and pleasured groans; it made her feel so uncomfortable and scared, and seeing them doing things with on another wasn't helping. The nauseating light show and booming loud music wasn't helping.

She wasn't helping herself…but Leni's other self…she could go through this.

"Leni…I promise…I'll get Luan and get us out of here…we'll be safe…please Leni…please trust me," other Leni spoke in her mind softly, almost sounding like she was begging real Leni.

"Oh….ahhhh….okay…okay other Leni…I trust you…just please…find Luan and get us out of here…and please don't hurt anyone…please."

"I can promise I'll keep Luan safe…but I can't promise no one will get hurt, if they threaten Luan…but I can promise that I'll be able to help you in ways you don't fully understand," other Leni said menacingly yet cryptically, before Leni's eyes suddenly drained of life; her eyes went stoic, her physique, one second quivering like a timid Chihuahua, now resonated with determination, intimidating power, a calmness to her form, motions and complete and concrete alertness.

She got up, her body moving in exact, powerful steps as she calmly maneuvered the crowds and observed the raving orgy environment all around her. Her eyes and mind, now under control of other Leni, took its time to filter out all the distractions; all the odors, moans, heat and loud beating music, was just a very tiny background hum.

Leni looked down to see two guys going to town on one girl dressed like Elizabeth Swann. She proceeded to lift them up by their Jack Sparrow and Will Turner costumes and pulled them up.

"Where are the restrooms located?" Other Leni asked with stoic eyes and tone. The guys just gave goofy grins to one another.

"Think this one wants ta fuck too?"The Will Turner-costumed guy asked the Jack Sparrow costume wearer.

"Hell yeah; always wanted ta fuck a huge angel…what do ya say cutie? Wanna try a little anal?"

Other Leni threw the Jack Sparrow guy who made the anal comment into a support beam. The other Will Turner guy still had a goofy grin, though was a little shaken up.

"Hey there she-hulk…calm down."

"I said where are the restrooms?" Leni said with more menace in her voice, her stoic expression morphing into fury and rage, ready to take his head off.

"Easy angel-face, they're in the back where that huge orgy's startin ta go down…wanna take that girl with us and have fu-"

Other Leni slammed him down on the ground. He coughed up blood, then smiled as a tooth popped out of his mouth.

"You're lucky Leni asked me to be nice; otherwise you'd be a puddle of organs by now," other Leni quietly said as she headed towards the back with a steady pace, knocking out human-pile after human-pile in her way.

Meanwhile, for the last forty minutes Luan had locked herself in the restroom, trying in vain to milk her sensitive, engorged breasts; she completely forgot about making sure she drained herself every other day; she was so enraptured with getting Luna's night with Lincoln all set, all her comic material for the Halloween party that became utterly useless…she cursed herself for not being more alter to what she needed to take care of for herself.

"Damn it…..why do you guys do this to me?" Luan weakly said as she tried rubbing on her breasts, trying to make them drain; she managed to get some out, but they were being defiant tonight; they were hurting now, engorged and swollen with milk.

"Fuck….why is this even happening to me? I haven't even been with a guy…I'm not pregnant…is my body really short circuiting? Did these boobs fuck me over for the rest of my life?"

She looked at her cellphone; she spent way, way too long in the bathroom trying to get this under control. And her Joker coat and shirt was almost dried out; she lucked out big time when she got the only bathroom with an old timey heater, miraculously still working.

"I got the heat turned up at least….hehe…get it?"

Luan gave her breasts one last sensitive squeeze and rub, before deciding to call it quits; she'd find Leni and try to enjoy the rest of the Halloween party with her and the others. She was surprised by how solid and firm the bathroom doors were. She could feel the beating of the retro synth beats of the music pulsate, but otherwise it was pretty soundproof in there.

"Man…it must be really popping out there…I'm sure they're not gonna start leaking on me like that again…I hope."

Luan threw back on her Joker shirt and jacket, took a deep breath and unlocked the bathroom door.

"Okay…come one Luan…you just sang in front of all these people…you can do this…tough it out, for Leni…poor Leni, I hope she's been okay this whole time."

Luan walked out, hearing the DJ announcing something.

"Alrighty you fucking hedonists, let's get the juices going hard and the pumping harder. Here's Zombie Hyperdrive's Red Eyes…oh…Mark…oh…right there yeeeeeeeeeeee-"

"Whoa, that was weird," Luan said, hearing the DJ moan out that last part, before a sensual sounding track blasted over the speakers.

She suddenly looked to her right; at least a dozen make-shift rooms with doors partly wedged open had some serious moaning and groaning going on in the back.

"What the fuck?"

Luan walked over to the first set of doors closest to her and opened them up.

Luan's jaw dropped in shock, her eyes going wide like dinner plates while her pupils simultaneously contracted to nothing-dots. She was seeing happening before her mortified eyes pure uninhibited depravity at work.

She saw a guy dressed up as a bat, with a bat mask on, glasses on under it with long hair pounding away hard into a woman with a football costume on, making out with her missionary style. Another guy, a black guy, with a black beanie and hair styled like Danny Brown's that draped over one side of his face, his hair dyed in flames along with the sides of the beanie and black 30's era gangster suite, was going to town on a short skinny woman dressed like a vampire with white baggy hair and freckles. She looked a little too much like a hybrid of Lucy and Lincoln. Another guy, dressed as a zombie, was in the middle of a group of zombie girls doing unspeakable things to them all at once. Another lanky black kid dressed as a rugged, rag-tag fallen Knight threw his black costume metal chest plate off him as he began piling up on two girls dressed up as dragons and meandering his way under their skirted tails. A small skinny girl with dark hair, dressed in similar clothing to Lynn's jersey shirt except instead it being a number-one was wearing a number-eleven shirt, was eating another girl out; the other girl was wearing a number-one jersey shirt, the same kind as Lynn's.

"HOLY FUCK! LYNN!?" Luan screamed as she ran through the pile. They were all too busy to notice. She looked at the pile in horror, till having a moment's peace realizing it wasn't Lynn, but she resembled her pretty damn closely, and their clothing was uncanny. It scared Luan to death.

"YO! I'm joining," a lanky, blonde-haired guy shouted running past Luan. He paused, looked over her with a drugged out lusty grin, then headed in; he was wearing a noose around his neck, his face coated in fake-blood, along with his spattered, raggedy costume; he joined in on number-eleven girl's adventure. In the corner Luan saw a guy dressed up like the Legendary Godzilla pounding out a girl dressed up like Mothra while fingering another girl dressed up like Biollante.

"Hey! Wanna join in Joker?" The dragon-costumed girls moaned out to her. Suddenly a guy popped up behind her back side mumbling something; his accent made him sound like he was from Australia.

Luan ran as fast as she could out of the room, smashing the door closed as she tried to reel in her terrified breathing, nearly gagging and choking from what she just saw.

"Huuuhhh…..OH MY FUCKING GOD…WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!?"

"Isn't it obvious my little Joker?" A voice cooed from the corner.

"Who is that?" Luan asked scared.

"…it's a big Halloween costumed retro-wave music orgy party…but, if ya don't believe me, just open some more doors, or heck, go out back on the main floor and see the biggest pile of fucking you ever seen…kinda impressive in its own fucked up way."

Luan couldn't get a gage from where this voice was calling out.

She kicked down several more doors, mortified to be seeing the same kind of sights over and over again. Several more doors down, she saw Carol, Becky, Terri and several guys and girls all doing a gigantic pile-on one another, engaged in unspeakable things.

"….FUCK THIS!" Luan yelled out, slamming the door in utter disgust, "I GOTTA GET LENI OUT OF HERE!"

"She's on her way…I'll watch you for a while," the voice called out.

"God damn it…I know that voice…where do I know that voice?" Luan asked openly, before tripping over two guys pulling a sixty-nine on each other as two girls watched them, pleasuring themselves from the site.

"GET A FUCKING ROOM IF YOU'RE GONNA DO THAT!" Luan yelled out. She was suddenly pulled by an arm into an unused room, rocketed into a large futon couch, hitting it so hard she made the back side flip down, turning it into a futon bed. The lighting was dark, and walls were composed of old deteriorating brick with a dark blood red coating of paint, though with an open roof to the rest of the warehouse, the changing lights and beating retro synth music partly filtered in. It was enough privacy from the rest of the happenings while being tethered to them in spirit.

"There…we're safe…even though I'd just be comfortable in telling people who wanna mess with me to fuck right off."

"Oh my god…..is…is that you?" Luan asked, getting her bearings back and seeing who pulled her in. It was the tall lanky emo gril with dark freckles, purple highlights in her black hair, barely dressed up besides regular clothing, a dark black long sleave shirt, black jeans and boots, and a perpetual looking frown planted on her face, though now she had a reserved grin. And she still had on the Phantom of the Opera mask that partially covered her face, her eye shadow dark and black. But it was her angsty monotone voice that gave herself away.

"M…Ma…..Maggie?"

"Yep…it's me…long time no see. Saw you out there singing. No one else knew it was you…but I did," Maggie said, walking over to Luan to look at the trembling jumble that was the Joker girl.

"And your sister wasn't half bad. I almost enjoyed coming to this thing…almost, till everyone here went ape-shit and started fucking each other…Leni seems to be the only sane one around here besides you; she ran away from the group of girls you came with; they were really trying to seduce Leni, especially that blonde girl that looks a hell of a lot like your older sister and that Russian dancer looking one. "

"…Carol…Becky…I'm gonna kick the…OH MY GOD! Oh my god Maggie…how did this all happen?"Luan choked out in mortification.

"I'm guessing someone spiked all that punch, and lots of people brought a ton of drugs…LSP, Ecstasy, lots of booze snuck in too, lots of stimulants were already here apparently when I snooped in the back. And…I found these," Maggie said, pulling out a bunch of little baggies of marijuana and other various drugs.

"Snuck them off the table out there; they're basically giving them out. Wanna couple?"

"N…no Maggie. I don't do that stuff."

"What about when we lit up by the bus stop that one time?"

"That was one time…with you on your fifteenth birthday…what was it, last year or something?"

"More than a year ago…and I actually had fun. Now…life kinda sucks…seems you don't know what you got till you let it slip through your fingers until it's too late, huh?" Maggie said, giving a sad yet lustful look into Luan's eyes.

"Maggie? You…didn't take any of those drugs, did you?"

"No….well…not a lot…but it's not the drugs making me…like this. I remember…my first kiss ever."

"Oh shit," Luan mumbled in surprise and concern.

"You remember…don't you Luan. We got so baked out on that bus stop, out in the middle of nowhere, just laughing…we were laughing so hard at the world…how much it sucks…and then I go…and kiss you. I don't know why, it felt right….and you had the cutest expression ever," Maggie said, giving a completely rare, tiny smile to the nervous Luan, Maggie now pushing her against the wall.

"I never laugh…I never smile, and here comes the one person that actually gave me a little bit of enjoyment…your mime act, it's still with me, from my thirteenth birthday party, the one I thought your little bro almost ruined…you…you're still on my mind Luan."

"What….Maggie, what are you on about? That kiss…it was in the heat of a really baked-out moment. I like you and all…but…ya know…"

"I…I know…I wished…I hoped…but I respect your wishes…but can you respect mine? One…one last, final act?"

"I don't get what you mean Maggie?"

"…the tornado destroyed my home…killed my entire family…"

"Maggie…I…I'm…" Luan choked out in a subtle cry.

"Don't…worry about it…I…I'm leaving town…my grandparents from Washington State are taking me back with them. Tonight's my final night in the area. I hate it here anyway…but I was hoping to see you one last time…just to see your face. And who do I end up seeing on that stage, singing a dumb Eurodance song…my little mime."

"Maggie…I…I'll keep in conta-"

"Luan…please…one more time…just one…one more time, before I go?" Maggie said in a reserved, pleading tone. She brought her face in closer to Luan's, blushing as she saw Luan's eyes, her timid expression, unsure to deny or forbid Maggie's request.

"P…please?"

Luan tried not to. She tried holding off as long as possible, but…she blushed and nodded, very subtly, but enough for Maggie to give a weak smile, before she leaned into Luan and pressed her lips hard on Luan's. Sheepishly rolling her tongue into Luan's mouth, Luan just gave a weak moan and took it, before she felt Maggie bringing her hand into Luan's Joker jacket and feeling her breasts. Luan was frozen, conflicted beyond ability to try and halt this happening; it mortified her, yet, it seemed to relieve a bit of tension she had built up.

Maggie started to waft her other hand around Luan's skirt, eliciting a few nervous groans from Luan, before bringing both her hands and placing them under her shoulders, pushing Luan hard into the corner wall and using her tongue to grapple with Luan's.

"Luan…please…please don't forget me," Maggie said in a momentary breath, brushing her hands against her breasts in her coat.

"I…won't Maggie…I won't forget about yo-"

Suddenly they heard doors slamming and banging open up along the aisles of pleasure making. It lasted for a good ten seconds in extreme rapid succession. Then, all of a sudden their locked door on their room was blasted right open with a huge bang, scaring the life out of Maggie and Luan.

It was Leni.

"LENI!?" Luan yelled out in surprise, Maggie giving a slightly surprised expression. Leni saw Maggie pressed hard against Luan, who herself was pressed against the wall tight and sensually.

Leni's face morphed into pure murderous intent, running at lightning speed and pulling Maggie off Luan, wrapping her hands around her neck and pushing her up along the wall, Maggie's big booted feet dangling up high off the ground.

"LENI! LENI STOP!" Luan screamed in fear, not expecting Leni to do something like this at all. She ran over and tried prying Leni's grip off Maggie's neck; it was virtually impossible.

Leni continued to hold Maggie up, a trickle of fear, and strangely enough, nihilistic acceptance draped on Maggie's reddening, choking dark-freckled face. She stayed perfectly still as Leni began tightening her grip. Maggie teared up a bit.

"LENI GOD DAMN IT! STOP IT! LET HER GO! I KNOW HER! SHE'S A FRIEND!"

"…she is?" Leni asked coldly while looking into Maggie's eyes deeply.

Maggie nodded.

"YES LENI! SHE'S MY FRIEND! NOW LET HER DOWN! NOW!" Luan begged, choking hard, unable to grasp where this side of Leni came from.

Leni slowly lowered Maggie down. She got back on her feet, letting the blood circulate around her body again, breathing hard in and out, somewhat choking a bit in a cough. She looked up at Luan with a wicked, wily grin.

"Huuuuuuuhhhh…..nice body guard ya got Luan. Must come in really handy," Maggie said flirtatiously. She then looked over to Leni.

"Christ….hhuuuhhh….Leni….you may have just unintentionally given me a new kink…to bad I can't explore it."

"Leave….now," Leni said with cold tone.

"Leni! Please, that's not-"

"Don't worry about it my little Joker girl…you're sister's got your back. I think I'll hear from you…someday…until then, keep up the mime act…and make people laugh, like you made me laugh…goodbye Luan," Maggie said, giving a once in a blue-moon and for now, final smile to Luan, before walking around the imposing figure that was Leni and heading out with a slow stride, disappearing into the rippling sensual red lighting.

"She's right you know! Get a fucking room you four!" Leni and Luan heard Maggie sternly say with her monotone to the two guys and girls Luan tripped over earlier.

Leni proceeded to close the door on their room, twisting the metal on the lock that she mangled from crashing the door inwards. It was now locked to where no one could get inside.

"Leni…are you okay?" Luan asked scared, hoping Leni was mentally still with her and not about to break down from the happenings all around her.

"I'm fine. We're safe for the time being from out there…no one can get in…I won't let them. The question is, are you okay?"

"I'm okay Leni…good God Leni, I never would have thought you'd be capable of something like that…why did you do that to Maggie? She wasn't hurting me or anything."

"She looked like she was forcing herself on you Luan; if I see anyone taking advantage of my family, I will not hesitate to stop them."

"Well….wow, that's…new, but she's still a…distant friend. And I'm glad you're o….oww….oooowwwww," Luan moaned out in pain, falling backwards on the futon. Leni ran up to her, grappling Luan in her arms and checking on her. Luan was rubbing her chest.

"Luan? What's wrong?"

"Nothing Leni…nothing…why…why are your eyes like that?"

"It's…probably the lights…now be truthful…what's wrong? It's something more."

"It's okay Leni, really, let's just aaooowww….uh," Luan winced, feeling her breasts hurting her again; they seemed to have gotten swollen big time. Leni looked down towards Luan's chest.

"They…they hurt…don't they? You can't fool me Luan…your clothing smells like…milk…coconut milk…you're having a hard time…involuntarily lactating, aren't you?"

Luan was shocked to hear Leni speaking so competently, reading Luan's physical distress and situation to a tee, and what's more, was articulating in a manner and way completely opposite of the Leni Loud she knew.

"Leni…how do you…are you really okay?"

"Don't worry about me…we need to worry about you…here," Leni said plainly, before beginning to unbutton Luan's joker costume and shirt.

"WHAT THE HELL! LENI! WHAT ARE YOU-"

"Luan…trust me…just trust me please. I want to help you."

"Le….Leni?"

Leni then fully unbuttoned and opened Luan's jacket and shirt, revealing her extremely above-average E-sized breasts; there were tiny droplets of milk trickling down the sides, but her breasts looked like they were struggling to cope with being engorged.

"Luan…you need help…let me help you," Leni said with a bit more concern, yet laced within it a tinge of sultry lust. Leni started caressing Luan's breasts, Luan giving out several petrified, scared whimpers.

"Leni…Leni, how do you know about my…problem?"

"Signs…little clues when I walked in; you give off a powerful coconut-smelling odor in your sweat…and your shirt gave your rough area away."

"Are…you sure you're Leni Loud?"

"Yes…I am…here…don't get spooked," Leni said sensually, before she put her mouth on one of Luan's breasts and started grasping one, slightly squishing her fingers around her breast tissue, making a milking motion while seeming to try and drink Luan's milk.

"LENI! LENI Ahhhhhhh..ohhh….what are you doing?"

Leni broke off from her activity momentarily.

"I'm helping Luan. Your body…your breasts need stimulation to get your milk going. You've been suppressing…a lot of things…a lot of feelings inside you…a lot of emotion…and a lot of secrets and desires."

"Leni…"

"I can tell…I…I know what it's like…to suppress, to try and ignore certain…feelings, wants…desires…pains…you've been in a lot of angst and pain Luan."

"Leni…you're milking me…and you can't possibly know that about me," Luan said with a timid tone. As astounded and frightened as she was of Leni doing this…it was actually feeling extremely relieving and soothing for her breasts. It confused her so much, and Luan didn't know what to do except take the temporary relief her sister was giving her so willingly and so…nurturingly.

"I know Luan…I know…we know…"

"We? Leni, what do you mean we?"

"Never…never mind…just…" Leni stuttered, before wrapping her mouth on Luan's other boob and tonguing her nipple soft yet firmly, causing tiny streams to rupture from Luan. Luan moaned in relief and…in shameful disgust…pleasure.

"It's okay if it feels good Luan…it should…I want to help you after all…and…"

Leni paused, now sucking hard on Luan's boobs, Luan giving out teary-eyed moans of ashamed pleasure. Leni then caressed both Luan's breasts firmly, rocking them back and forth, before large milky squirts came from both sides, soaking right into Leni's face.

"Ahhhhhhh…oh…oh my god Leni…I'm….sorry..I-"

"It's okay Luan…and…you know…we can do something."

"Something Leni?"

"For each other…we can help each other," Leni said, Luan's breast milk dripping down from her face and onto her own busty figure, all over her chest. Her angel-polar bear costume got soaked, revealing Leni's stoic eyes light up in cautious lust.

"Luan…it doesn't have to end here…we…we can help each other…with our needs…"Leni said with a bit less monotone, more of a pleading tone.

"Leni….are…are you saying-"

"Help me Luan…help me, help us…help you…if you're willing…I won't force myself on you…but I have urges too…one's I've never acted on…ones other Le….I mean…I wouldn't…can you-"

Suddenly Luan found herself unwarily yet delicately pressing her shaking lips into Leni's milk-soaked ones. Both half-closed their eyes as a tsunami of lust and repressed desires flooded out of the gates all at once from both. They tongued each other's oratory in violent, animalistic passion, now grappling with each other's frames and breasts as they moaned hard into each other's throats.

The DJ made another announcement.

"I hope the hot sex steam train isn't off the tracks yet orgy-bugs…aaaaahhhhhh Mark...Jenny….aahhhh…fuuuucck….Lost Year's Snakebite track everyone….oh yeah….ahhhhh…"

"Leni….snakebite," Luan nervously said pausing their exchange, giving Leni a tiny little nip at her neck.

"Ge…..get it?"

"Yes….yes I do Luan," Leni replied, before aggressively wrapping her arms around Luan's backside and picking her up, then placing Luan gently on her back on the futon. Leni looked down with an animalistic focus, Luan looking up with confused but pleasure-seeking eyes. They didn't know what was going on, but it seemed right to both of them.

Leni suddenly opened Luan's legs and pressed her groin into Luan's, eliciting a very sensual, nervous yelp from Luan.

"Are you-"

"Keep going," Luan said with a tremble, before Leni grabbed Luan's legs and held them parallel to her own shoulders, before rocking slowly back and forth, grinding against Luan's genitalia with her own. Leni squirmed a little, but kept her face focused, her rhythms precise but strong, and started to moan a little herself. Luan was tearing up out how awkward, unsettlingly and…stimulating this was. Leni was dry-tribbing her missionary style, and Luan could feel so much lust spilling out of her mind and body as her boobs were being rocked back and forth, dripping profusely by Leni's body pressing and gyrating against hers.

Leni suddenly quickened the pace, pressing even harder into Luan's body and vulva, Leni now starting to drool all over Luan's exposed chest. Leni still had that primal, animalistic look that Luan never saw on her before, and was getting extremely turned on by it. Luan still had her awkward, nervous and teary-eyed expression as she moaned harder and harder, Leni groaning in animal-like sensuality.

Luan's mind suddenly snapped; an uncontrollable torrent of desire and confusion in her erratic sex drive caused Luan to wrap Leni in her arms and roll over on top of her. Terrified of what she was doing yet feeling pleasure and sensuality as she never had before, the rippling lights and heavy, intense retro-musical beat adding fuel to Luan's carnal thought, she flipped Leni on to her stomach hard and violently.

Leni turned her head momentarily; she was drooling even more, her face blushed hard, her eyes no longer stoic or strong, but saturated with submissive sexual rage, possession, desire and vulnerable passion. Luan unconsciously pulled Leni's white fuzzy boots off, letting Leni achor herself with her bare feet into the futon as she arched her backside up, lowering her head and wiggling her ass for Luan. Luan's mind, her inhibitions started hay-wiring and shutting down, letting her crazed, manic lust take her over now; Leni was offering herself to Luan in a crazed feline-like heat state.

She grabbed Leni's hips and pressed her groin softly into Leni's derrier, rubbing and tribbing herself profusely around and all over it, before she felt her mind and reservations completely wither into nothing.

Luan started voraciously dry-humping Leni doggystyle hard, over and over again, harder and harder as Leni started giving out savage roars of pleasure, her legs buckling and shaking. Luan kept pressing even harder and harder, seeing her own huge breasts violently rock back and forth as the futon's frame moaned under the extreme stress and strain generated from their intense motions.

Luan pushed her arm down Leni's upper back, shoving Leni's head hard into the futon, causing her to arch more of her lower back and ass in the air, before pulling hard onto Leni's hair, then wrapping her hand around her neck. Luan dropped her body hard on Leni momentarily, rubbing her whole body all over Leni's backside, pushing her breasts into Leni's shoulders, before Luan re-established her humping, now doing it harder and harder, at this point just smashing with unbelievable force into Leni's backside. She turned Leni's head to see a trance-laden expression of raw, raging sadistic stupor of pleasure, and tons of drool leaking more and more from her mouth onto the futon, her eyes full of primitive, wild lust from being roughly manhandled around by Luan.

Leni started growling. She growled with intensity, then moaned, then roared, then kept cycling through all these vocalizations with animal-like veracity; this just made Luan smash harder and harder into Leni from behind, the dry-humping her genitalia into Leni, pushing both to their breaking points. Luan could feel her legs buckling from a coming sensation, as well as Leni.

Leni suddenly roared a monstrous, pleasured roar as she wrapped her arms around her backside fluffy white jacket, pulling it off her back, then began ripping apart the back side of her angel part of her angel-polar beat costume. She exposed her back and ass to Luan.

Leni's legs then went wild and shook extremely violently as Leni let out her most primal, sensual and voluptuous roar; Luan could feel an enormous amount of white fluids dribble out of the backside of Leni's costume. Leni flung her legs up, warping and curling her feet right in Luan's face. Luan grabbed both of Leni's feet, and for some reason started tonguing at her toes and arches for a moment, before she regained her anchoring as Leni was twisting with explosive orgasmic pleasure.

And Luan could feel herself about ready to peak.

With several more violent thrusts into Leni's backside, she found herself getting on her feet and crouching over Leni, pulling her panties off slightly, then herself screaming out in pleasure, ejaculating hard all over Leni's back and rump, then seeing her own breasts spray violently all over Leni's back as well.

Luan collapsed on Leni hard, Leni giving a harsh, luscious purr from the extra hard push and rough force Luan unwittingly made post their explosive orgasmic ejaculations. Luan could feel hers and Leni's fluids dripping all over each other. They both breathed heavily together, trying to regain their breaths and regain their composure.

"…th…thank's…huuuhh…for helping…huuhhh…me…Luan," Leni purred out in a tone that did not seem like her own.

"You're…hhhhuuuuuuhhhhh…welcome…..Le….Leni…" Luan stuttered on the last words, feeling like this was Leni, yet not Leni; something was completely off about her, and she couldn't understand. But this, what they did…as sinful and wrong as it seemed and by all accounts was, Luan got one of her most powerful orgasms doing this, feeling so much pleasure and release. She allowed herself to nervously smile, and saw Leni giving a wicked, lusty, gritty smile that seemed to say more about this Leni Luan never saw or thought could exist before.

Luan rolled off Leni onto her back on the futon, trying to still catch her breath and let her mind recalibrate and adjust; the music was still blasting, the lights raving, the moaning and ever-present orgy still ongoing all around them.

"Luan?"

"Huuh….y…yeah Leni?"

"How…how's about we don't mention this….not even to me, alright?"

"Huuuuuuhhh….wh…what?" Luan asked, catching a breath in the inquiry.

"I…might be a little different…back to usual in a moment; don't…shock me too much. Just say you had us stay here and be safe with you for a while…she'll believe you," Leni said very quietly, Luan almost picking up on what Leni just said.

"I'm sorry Leni…did you just say she'll beli-"

"And thank you again Luan…I hope I helped you…looks and feels like I did," Leni said with a reserved smile, feeling her back, moving her hand all over Luan's fluids and breast milk. She took her hand back and slithered her hands in her mouth.

"Hmmm….yum…both taste like coconut…like you…"

Luan couldn't help from grinning a tinge from hearing that; it was fucked up beyond recourse in her mind, but she crossed a line, Leni crossed a line Luan didn't think Leni was capable of; they both crossed sibling lines. She might as well see what was on the other side. She placed her hand under Leni's thigh and rubbed some of Leni's fluids into her mouth.

"Leni….you….you taste like….sugar and whipped cream…wow….you're like a dessert."

"Like I said," Leni began, getting up off the futon with utter confidence and extreme physical presence, making Luan look puny and diminutive as she looked up at Leni with concerned, wary eyes, "…let's not mention this…it might upset me a lot. But…I'll try and see if we can…help each other again in the near future," she said with a tiny grin, eyes slowly losing color, before she took her arms and brushed them on Luan's still huge E-sized but stable breasts, no longer feeling painfully engorged.

"What we did…should keep them down for a little while…and keep me okay for a while…you're really an awesome sister, know that Luan?"

"Leni?"

"You don't get the credit you deserve; holding your emotions, keeping them in control…holding yours and the other darkest secrets in our house…I love and respect you for your determination, your will…and your laughter. I always groan at your puns, but deep, deep down, know that I find them charming and sweet; it's what makes you, well…you."

Leni suddenly bent down and pulled Luan into another sensual kiss. Luan just closed her eyes and let Leni dominate her mouth for seconds upon seconds, before Leni gave her a warm, caring smile like she usually would, though it seemed to emanate from an entirely new person Luan was not familiar with; it wasn't like Leni's smile, and especially, her eyes. These didn't seem like Leni's eyes.

Leni re-wrapped her tight angel-polar bear costume with a spare lace on the ground around her waist, then pulled her jacket off to quickly dry her and Luan's fluids off. Luan herself pulled her panties back on and re-buttoned her jacket, now feeling a mega-tsunami of awkwardness and self-questioning at her actions.

"Until next time…Joker-girl," Leni said with a sultry, wicked smile, putting her fluffy white turquoise jacket on, before turning around and standing perfectly still, facing the jimmy-locked door opening away from Luan.

"Leni?"

Leni kept perfectly still as a statute.

"L…Leni?" Luan asked nervously, slowly walking over to her hulking form that was her sister.

She looked up at her expression; lifeless, devoid of life and feeling. But then, Luan saw Leni's eyes suddenly re-animating in her typical colors.

"That…it wasn't the lights," Luan noted to herself, seeing how the multi-colored dark lighting hadn't changed at all from the beginning.

Leni's body suddenly waffled about, Luan standing back a bit to see the clumsy-footed, awkward skyscraper of her sister seem to take over her body again. She looked down and saw Luan, and suddenly made a huge, bubbly smile.

"LUAN!" Leni screeched happily, wrapping her up in a huge polar bear-like hug. Luan stood there catatonic; she couldn't believe what she was seeing happening.

"Luan! I'm like, so super totes happy to see you! We….we gotta get outta here! This place is bad! Everyone's doing back things to each other here! Please!"

"Uhhh…uhh….yeah Leni. We were actually…uhh….I got lost, so we hung out in here so we could wait till things cooled down; they really haven't."

"Wait…Luan? I…I didn't try to get you out of here?" Leni asked with extreme concern and confusion.

"I…I insisted that we stay put Leni. Don't worry, we've been…we've been safe in here…just…safe…nothing happened."

"Oh…well that's good. But we need to go! Everyone's doing bad things to each other, and…Luan?"

"Yeah Leni?"

"Please….please don't tell Lori this…but I think…Carol and Becky…and Terri…and other guys…were trying to do things to me…things…bad…bad sex things," Leni stuttered, before she saw Leni beginning to tear up. Luan pulled Leni in a hug.

"Sshhh, it's okay Leni…I got you…I promise…and I won't tell…and I'll get us out of here, alright?"

"O…okay Luan," Leni said tepidly, smiling a little at Luan; Leni was more than beyond freaked out by the happenings all around them, but Luan was just awestruck that Leni wasn't even recollecting what they just did with each other…and all over each other.

Now wasn't the time to think about that.

"Alright Leni, close your eyes. I'm gonna get us out of here."

"But…Chaz drove over here…him and Dana are somewhere with the keys and-"

"I…I know where they are…they're down a few rooms…come on Leni…hold my hand…and hum something really loudly so you can't hear anything."

Leni closed her teary eyes and began forcibly humming as loud as shy could. Luan kicked open the door hard several times, before managing to jostle it loose.

Her and Leni were now in walking around the sexual human carnage of multiple young people and teens going to town on one another.

Leni shook, scared and confused of her surroundings as Luan held Leni's hand tighter and tighter; Luan couldn't help but notice how powerful and pungent their womanly fluid odors still radiated off themselves.

Luan got by one series of doors, remembering that Carol, Becky, Terri and a bunch of other guys and girls were back there.

Blood and unfettered maniacal rage filled her eyes. She reached in her Joker jacket and pulled out a huge section of small explosive fire crackers.

"Leni?" Luan asked loudly into Leni's ears.

"Yes Luan?"

"You're going to be hearing a lot of cracking and popping snap explosions in a second; don't worry about that, alright? I got your hand still."

"Okay Luan."

Luan put the fire crackers on the ground momentarily, before pulling out a yellow lighter. She lit it up and lit one of the firecrackers, before throwing the whole thing into the room with Carol and the others, and suddenly a string of powerful shocking explosions and pops rattled the interior room.

Screams and shouting were heard blasting in panic and confusion. Everyone started panicking until one of the guys in there said to cool it down; he recognized them to be a huge string of fire crackers.

Luan decided to up the ante in revenge, seeing several large paint cans stacked up along the wall above the open ceiling right above Carol's group.

Luan took out her slighshot, let Leni's hand go momentarily and knocked all five one-gallon paint cans into the room, causing more annoyed shouts and yells.

"…I wanna do more, but I gotta go," Luan mumbled, before going over to a few more rooms down, smashing it open to see Dana and Chaz still doing it.

"WHOA! LUAN? LENI!?" Chaz yelled out in surprise.

"GET UP!" Luan roared at them.

"WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING LUAN!" Dana yelled back, before Luan grabbed them both by their hair and threw their naked bodies into the wall, scaring Leni as she tried humming louder and louder.

"I SAID GET UP! YOU'RE TAKING ME AND LENI TO PICK UP LINCOLN AND LUNA AND TAKING US ALL HOME, NOW!"

"Whoa…Luan, calm do-"

"DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME TO CALM DOWN! AND HOW DARE YOU LEAVE LENI WITH THOSE SLUTS! DO YOU KNOW THEY WERE TRYING TO HAVE THEIR WAY WITH HER?"

"Oh…oh my god Luan…we didn't-"

"I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT; EITHER GIVE ME THE KEYS TO THE VAN, OR GET US ALL HOME!"

"So…okay…but we can't leave Carol and Be-"

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THEM! LET'S GO! NOW!"

Luan pulled Leni to the corner to let the daze, terrified and bumbling pair that were Dana and Chaz dress back up. It only took them a minute or so, before they all headed out of the room, when suddenly paint-spattered naked bodies were walking out of the room; all were laughing their asses off in lust and self-depreciation.

"GOD DAMN IT! THAT DIDN'T WORK EITHER?" Luan yelled in her mind, wondering what it took to ruin Carol, Becky, Terri and the other people's night like they did for Leni.

Carol, Becky and Terri walked out with gobs of turquoise and white paint all over themselves.

Carol and Becky's eyes seemed to twinkle a bit when they saw Luan and Leni.

"Yoohoo! Over here!" Carol cooed out in a drugged out stupor. Luan held Leni's hand tightly, not budging.

"Okay…we'll come too…and for you," Becky said with a subtle grin. They both walked over, revealing their naked bodies. Terri had her top off, but was otherwise still clothed.

Hey Luan…Leni…wanna make a painting together?' Carol asked suggestively. Luan felt all kinds of fury boiling in her blood.

"And Luan…Terri wants a go at those tits of yours. Interested?" Becky said, Terri giving a very tiny blush over to them, yet still keeping back. She began making out with one of the guys from the room who popped out.

"...huh…guess not…SORRY TERRI! LUAN AIN'T ROLLING THE DICE! How about you Leni?" Carol asked, looking at Leni as Leni tried humming louder and louder, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"…finally wanna cum on me and let me gush all over your ass? Maybe a little sister-on-sister action? I won't tell if you wo-"

Luan suddenly punched the daylights out of Carol, then did the same to Becky, both knocked out unconscious onto each other.

"HOW DARE YOU TRY AND SEDUCE MY SISTER!"Luan roared at their unconscious bodies. She then looked in Terri's direction; Terri looked frightened by Luan's sudden violent smack down.

Luan looked menacingly over to Terri as Chaz and Dana were horrified, petrified and scared that Luan may have lost it. Luan walked over to Terri, using her Joker costume to generate sadistic menace in her movements and steps.

"Leni! Stop humming for a moment please," Luan asked, Leni stopping, her eyes closed.

"Leni, did Terri do anything to you?"

"N…no…not really…she asked if I would beat you to the punch…I don't get what she meant, but…but…she wasn't really like….like them."

"I get it Leni; you can start humming again. And Terri?"

"Ye…yes?" Terri winced out in extreme fear, feeling the terror of Luan's personification of the Joker and her rage slowly soothing out.

"…thank's for not being totally like them…but fuck you anyways for letting Leni get caught up in this mess…here," Luan said, pulling in Terri and giving her a rough, dominating kiss, Terri giving out and being totally submissive, releasing a conflicted, terrified groan of pleasure as Luan pushed her boobs into Terri's, until Luan pushed her to the ground.

"That's all you fucking get. And get rides home for yourselves," Luan said coldly to Terri as she pointed to Carol and Becky's naked unconscious forms, as the paint spattered guys and gals from their room trickled out to see what was going on.

"Let's go," Luan said, pulling Leni's hand; Dana and Chaz looked terrified and dazed as to what went down.

"I SAID LET'S GO!" Luan roared, her face contorting in apocalyptic fury. Dana and Chaz ran past them through the crowds and crowds of orgy activity. Luan delicately led Leni through any space and crack she could find.

Many minutes later of traversing the carnal warehouse, they made it out to the parking lot, seeing police sirens on the horizon way, way down the street heading right for them.

They all piled up in the van as Chaz cautiously yet quickly pulled out, driving them down to the theater complex to pick up Lincoln and Luna. Leni opened her eyes and turned around, seeing about a dozen police cruisers pull into the warehouse complex.

"Wow…what kind of trouble are they gonna be in?" Leni asked openly and naivly.

"…tons Leni. Thank God we got out of there when we did…otherwise…" Luan trailed off, sinking back into her seat and trying to regain some degree of calmness and composure.

"Luan? Luan, we're frickin sorry! We're really, really-"

"Don't talk…either of you…not now," Luan said lowly. Chaz and Dana just kept silent the entire time. It was an astoundingly tense, quite drive over to the theater complex.

---

Luna and Lincoln were getting themselves dressed up back in their costumes, using their still radiating body heat on each other to dry themselves off since Luna forgot to bring towels.

As she was pulling her still revealing costume on, Lincoln his black jeans, he took a moment to survey the results of their...hanging out together. The hot tub, the rim and an area around it was circulating in their own pungent, biological fluids, making sticky, glossy stains in the concrete.

"Uh, Luna?"

"Yeah dude?"

"How are we gonna clean this up? All of our DNA is everywhere…together...oh shit!"

"Relax bro! I got that covered; funny how I forgot the towels but remembered this," Luna said, pulling out a capped beaker from her little baggy, labeled XZ-809.

"What is that Luna? Looks like one of Lisa's chemicals."

"That's cause it is. It's the same stuff she used when we crashed with mom and dad at their hotel and made it a living nightmare for them, ya know? The one we got kicked out of?"

"Oh, yeah, ha! Ya know, the real reason we got kicked out wasn't cause of us Luna; mom and dad apparently skinny-dipped together in the pool at night."

"Holy shit, that's awesome. How...how do you know?"

"Dad took me with him to hang out with his buddies one time, those guys that all got those stupid new luxury vans. I went to get a soda and I heard him bragging about...well...doing more than skinny dipping with mom."

"Huh...show off, though I'm guessing pop's and birth-giver got a hell of a sex drive themselves. That'd explain why there's eleven of us."

"Yeah...holy heck Luna, ya think that's where we get it from?"

"Probably. I dunno, but if we're anything like them, there's gonna be some fun times ahead of us...god we needed this night," Luna said, rolling on her back, trying to crack her back.

"Got it Luna?"

"Uh, almost...damn it. That hot water did wonders on my body, but relaxed my muscles too much."

"Hang on a sec," Lincoln said, before pulling Luna up, wrapping his arms around from behind her, pressing his fists just under her breasts and squeezing hard. He managed to pick up Luna and crack a spot in her back.

"Cool bro, thanks...hey...were you trying to cop a feel?"

"...no," Lincoln said with a sly smirk, before slowly moving his hand along her breast comically.

"You little perv...I ain't gonna stop ya mate," Luna said, taking his hand and putting it along the interior of her costume, now rubbing his hand all over her breast.

"Dang...I was just messing with you, but, heck, okay," Lincoln said with a smile, now caressing his fingers all around her nipples for several seconds, before he reached his other hand and slowly made his way towards her stomach. Luna felt his arm brush against her abdomen.

She twirled around, grabbing both arms and pushed him against the wall.

"Nice try Batman, but Catwoman's just too fast and nimble on her feet for you to tickle...you're sexy though," Luna said with a sumptuous huff in Lincoln's ear.

"Curse you Catwoman and your cat-like reflexes. I will get you."

"Not if I get to you first," Luna said with a lusty grin, before lowering her head down and licking Lincoln's belly button with her large long tongue.

"Ha...HAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHA! CRUD! HAHAAAHHAHA THAT TICKLES! I'M GONNA...HAHAHAHHA...YOU'RE GONNA PAY CATWOMAN!"

"Ah, come on Batman….can't handle a little pussy?"

Lincoln flushed a royal red.

"HAHA! Alright, come on bro. We gotta get goin…I'll get you some more at another time."

Lincoln pulled his cape around himself, partly covering his face and making a stern face.

"Till next time Catwoman…"

"Till next time Batman…"

After decontaminating the hot tub waters and area with Lisa's chemicals, and now fully clothed back into their costumes, Luna and Lincoln made their way out of the secret, pitch black maze that was the makeshift haunted house, now back on the streets, exactly where the others would be picking them up, any time now.

"So…11:23 PM….they should be back within the next fifteen minutes," Luna said, thinking about what details she was going to tell Luan about her and Lincoln's first date.

"Hey Luna?"

"Yeah Linc?"

"You ever see any Batman shows?"

"As a matter of fact, I saw a couple a while ago. Only watched cause of a couple of songs I heard…hey! Wait a sec; Linc, you remember the animated series "Batman: The Brave and The Bold?"

"Absolutely Luna, why? You a fan?"

"Not really, but I did stumble on a sequence that caught my eye…was hoping I could sing it to you, especially since I'm dressed as her."

"Huh…a singing part in The Brave and the Bold Luna? Okay, what is it?"

Luna coughed, cracked her neck, then walked up with a sexy strut to Lincoln, shaking her hips back and forth, before…

"eh ehm…. Good evening all you gentlemen, mobsters, creeps and crooks….Men in tights come after you, and still you're off the hook….For those who scare and terrorize, it's the dawn of a brand new day;You scum can just simply call us, the one and only Birds of Prey!"

"Holy heck! Birds of Prey!" Lincoln said excitedly, hearing Luna sing all the parts, and actually sounding exactly like Catwoman from the series.

"Green Lantern has his special ring, pretty strong that little thing! Blue Beetle's deeds are really swell, but who will bring him out of his shell? Flash's foes, they finish last! Too bad sometimes he's just too fast!"

Lincoln made a big goofy turned-on smile as Luna sang this sexy jazz song, swinging around a street light pole. She winked at him and wiggled her derrière at him, causing Lincoln to drool again on his armored chest.

"While all the boys can always save the day, No one does it better than the Birds of Prey! The one and only Birds of Prey! While all the boys can always save the day…No one does it better, no one does it better than the Birds of Prey!"

"…now I gotta watch the series again…thank's Luna!" Lincoln mumbled under his cape.

"Hold on…I forgot the middle stuff, but I remembered the Batman part."

"The…..oh," Lincoln paused, eyes gelled on Luna now. Luna got close up to Luna, virtually grinding up to his shaking, excited frame.

"Batman throws his Batarang, what a weapon, what a bang...Check out that utility belt, sure can make a girl's heart melt...He's always right there for the save, I'd like to see his secret cave..."

"…damn," Lincoln grunted as he rocked his head back and forth with Luna's oddly specific referential song, feeling unusually giddy and turned on by her little performance.

"While Batman does things in his special way, he'd do it better with the Birds of Prey! The one and only Birds of Prey! While Batman always seems to save the day, no one does it better, no one does it better than the Birds of Prey! Birds of Prey..."

Luan then walked up and leaned into Lincoln's ear.

"…Meow."

"…WOW! BRAVO! AWESOME!" Lincoln woo-hooed Luna.

"My rockin public…glad Batman liked my solo performance."

"It's amazing you know, how similar you sound to the Catwoman singing that song in the cartoon."

"Well, I thought it was catchy…and a shit ton of innuendo dude. That's awesome in a kids show."

"Yeah…you're right. There was a lot of innuendo about superhero dicks in that one. Either way, awesome singing Luna! Who knew you could cross musical genres like that."

"Ha….you said dicks….but I digress; rock's my game, but music is my game console."

"I can relate to that a little too well," Lincoln said, before pulling her in and laying his head on her shoulders, both now hanging together by the light pole.

The van came from a corner road down below.

"They're here," Lincoln said happily, before the memories of Carol and Becky trickled his consciousness.

"Oh shit…Luna?"

"You're sitting with me dude. Don't worry; I'm not gonna let those gits get you again like that."

"Thank you Luna."

"Cause that's my utility belt, and all that applies," Luna said sensually with a giggle, Lincoln blushing a little smile.

The van pulled up; Lincoln opened the door and let Luna climb in; she got a brief glimpse of Leni and Luan in the second to last seats, no one in the first back seat, and Chaz and Dana in the front, Chaz driving of course. Both Lincoln and Luna felt a shocking amount of tension and anger bubbling in the quiet air.

"Hey Leni, hey Luan? Dana, Chaz! How was the-"

"Let's…not talk about it…not here Luna," Luan said lowly.

"Oh…well, is everything alright dude?"

"…we'll talk when we get home," Luan huffed; they just noticed Leni curled up against Luan, Luan holding Leni in one arm, Luan looking like she was protecting her from terror on all sides. Leni had her eyes closed, but it looked like she was crying.

Lincoln was extremely disturbed by this, unsure what to think, what went down at their party, and the apparent absence of Carol, Becky and Terri didn't help any. He wanted to ask, but the tension felt unbelievably spiked; he'd try and ask later when they got home, hoping Luan and Leni would be better able to talk. Luna just slipped her hand under Lincoln's, holding it reassuringly, subtly letting him know without saying anything that everything was going to be okay.

Fifteen minutes later…

The van pulled up to the sidewalk parallel to the Loud House residence.

Luan popped out of the van first, holding Leni's hand as she was still silently humming to herself, now humming the song Luan and her sang on stage for karaoke. Luna and Lincoln proceeded to come out next, still silent and feeling awkward with how much tension there was in the vehicle still.

Luna and Lincoln thanked Chaz and Dana for picking them up, then went inside.

"Hey! Luna?"

"Yeah Luan?"

"Take Leni in for me please? I need to talk with Chaz and Dana for a moment…privately."

"Uh…okay dude. Leni?"

Leni was still humming, now smiling and rocking her body with the tune. Luna rocked with her.

"Whoa girl! What are you hummin there?"

"Oh! It's a totes awesome song…from much earlier. I need to tell you about that!" Leni said happily. Luan looked over and felt relieved that Leni's mood was swinging back to usual, even after everything that happened tonight…even the things she seemed totally unaware of.

"Leni! We're….again, we're so sorry!" Dana and Chaz called out.

"It's okay. I had fun with Luan! That's all that matters," Leni said with a perky, resurrected smile. She was still utterly dumbfounded by what she could recall happening to her from earlier with the other girls, and had some fuzzy thoughts…in addition to thinking she slipped on time again and lost it, but she did have some fun.

"Come on girl, tell me about it," Luna said with a smile, wrapping Leni's arm in her own, then pulling Lincoln in her other, all three now happily heading into the house.

Luan's smile faded when she backtracked over to Chaz and Dana.

She looked at them with utter disgust and disappointment.

"…you hate us…don't you," Dana asked.

"…more like monumentally angered and disgusted by how careless you two…and my sister….and myself…let you drag us to an Halloween orgy party. I should have read that flyer myself…"

"We…honestly thought you knew Luan? And Lori too! If…if anyone deserves the blame, it's…us," Dana said sadly. "We showed Lori the sign, thinking tongue-in-cheek that she'd get it…I guess she didn't."

"…now I'm gonna have to fucking chew Lori out about this…so…you wanna talk to Lori yourselves and confess what when down tonight, or am I gonna do it?"

"…I…I don't think Lori's gonna let us live if she found out we let Leni get in that situation…and she's probably gonna murder Becky and Carol…probably Terri too."

"Fine…I'll tell her…and do me a favor?"

"What's that Luan?"

"…learn to read between the fucking lines next time."

Luan turned around and started for the porch.

"We really are sorry Luan!" Dana called out, Chaz now starting to blubber out.

"I know you are…it doesn't change the fact…just…just go, alright?"

Dana nodded with subtle tears in her eyes, Chaz now cranking on the radio to hide his own, and drove down the road.

Luan paused, feeling the Heath Ledger make-up beginning to peel off. Her hair felt like a mess, her chest and costume still residually soaked…and she could still feel those tiny tingles from her orgasm in her toes.

"Good lord….what a Halloween," she mused in a blank-eyed, catatonic stare at the cement.

"What…what was up with Maggie finding me like that? And Leni? Seriously? Did she just switch personalities back there? It's like she was a totally different person…and yet she knew me…my person, my problem…something is definitely wrong with Leni….and me…"

Luan kept rewinding back to the room, thinking about how she more than crossed a line with her; she soared above it.

"Oh…oh my god…Leni…I don't know it that was really Leni…the real Leni…like, that was another Leni I never knew existed inside her…but…she…that other Leni…seduced me…we had our costumes on, but…by all accounts….I gave in…we fucked each other….fuck…..Leni fucked me…and…I fucked her….I fucked Leni…..I fucked Leni," Luan kept droning on quietly, eyes wide and her expression lethargic.

Then she found herself chuckling, and it grew. She found herself laughing at how messed up everything with her seemed…with Lincoln, with Luna, and now to top it off, with Leni, now the most egregious, sinful and warped thing she's done yet, and she wasn't even sure it was the Leni she knew; it was like another personality within Leni that took over and did things Leni would never normally do. Luan laughed at her maligned sex-drive and mortified coagulation of hay-wiring feelings for her brother, and now seemed to feel a trickle of sexual lust and desire for her own sisters as well.

It was a little chuckle at first…then she was laughing hard, at herself.

"I'm…fucked…..ha…Haaahhahha…..hahahahahhhhhhhhhaha….hahhHHaaaaa….HHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"

"Hey Joker Laughing-pants, giving in to the madness? And nice laugh impression, now come on!"

Luan turned around; it was Lincoln, smiling brightly at Luan with a big, sweet grin on his face.

She felt all her troubles melt within seconds of him staring at her like that. If she wasn't wearing the make-up still, he would have seen her light up like a red Christmas tree light.

"Co…coming Lincoln," Luan mumbled, turning around and walking slowly up the steps. He grabbed her hand. She gave a goofy grin and quiet giggle, then wrapped him in a hug.

"Hi Batman…I hope you had fun with Catwoman tonight."

"We did…but I wanna hear about your night…that…was some serious tension back in Chaz's van. Is everything alright Luan?"

"Yeah, sure! Everything's fine Lincoln. Just had a…rough couple of patches at the party…but…I actually had fun."

As horrific as the night devolved, she did admit that she did have a wonderful time around the beginning, and actually enjoyed seeing Maggie again.

"Well, let's talk Luan! I wanna hang with the all-star comedian for a bit. Leni and Luna are fixing up some grub; I'm starving, aren't you?"

"Yeah, a bite to eat sounds good."

Luan and Lincoln walked in the house and locked the door. Luan brushed against her Joker jacket momentarily, feeling something in one of her many gag-pockets.

"Huh…I don't remember putting anything in there…what is this baggy?" Luan asked, feeling it momentarily. Lincoln headed into the kitchen as Luan hung back in the living room. She pulled the medium sized baggy out; she was mortified by what it was.

"…god damn it Maggie…how the…christ!"

Luan was holding the baggy of marijuana and other drugs Maggie had earlier offered to her; she must have apparently snuck it in her jacket while Luan let her have that "goodbye-present."

"Shit! I gotta get-"

"Yo! Mate! Grub's up!" Luna called out.

Luan snuck the bag back in her Joker jacket.

"You know what, I'm gonna worry about that later; I need to spend some platonic time with my family…but still…I can't believe it…god it gets worse and more messed when I think about it."

Luan kept shoving the most pronounced fact of the night in the back of her head, letting it pop up only a tinge, especially when she saw Leni happily munching away and still mumbling the lyrics through her cheeks full of food.

"...Leni fucked me….and I fucked Leni….god…have I gone down the road of no return...I may have knocked the heck out of Carol and Becky...that felt good...but I'm a bigger hypocrite than either of them...I'm beyond fucked."

Meanwhile upstairs, everyone was crashed asleep. Lily was sleeping soundly, while Lisa was out colder than a mackerel; her chocolate binge tonight caused a gigantic sugar crash in the little genius, passed out hard with multiple Kit Kat and Rocky Road bars and wrappers all around her. Lola and Lana were sleeping with their costumes on still, each holding on to their big bags of candy securely.

In Lynn and Lucy's room, Lynn was fast asleep, snoring loudly with one of her legs sticking off to the side, wearing her dog ears still. Lucy was in her bed, not reading her book, but doing something very, very curious.

She had a bunch of little canisters of black paint out. She snuck out of bed and reached for the gourds thrown under there by Lynn.

Lucy looked at them with a comatose expression, then hopped in her bed.

"I don't know what I'm doing…but this feels right…black….black," Lucy mumbled, holding both gourds in her hands, feeling the curled girthy one hard in particular, noting the parts that were inside Lynn much, much earlier.

She could still smell Lynn on them, not just her natural odor, but the odors of her fluids that still hung subtly in the air, carpet and foot of Lynn's covers.

She pulled the curved girthy gourd to her face, and licked it several times.

She then began to paint them, slowly but delicately with the black paint.

And she began to smile a little, but only one side of her face. It was slowly turning into a rather warped, uncomfortable and disturbed looking smile.

"This….this is my life now…wow…it's kinda hysterical when you think about it…"

And she started laughing under her breath, really awkwardly and eerily.

"…ha…..ha…haha….hahaha…hahahaha…..hahhahahahahahhahahhahha…..Halloween Night…sure brings a lot out of people…hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha….haha…ha."