Disclaimer: The Loud House and associated characters belong to Nickelodeon and Chris Savino.

Where Love Leads

By Lola Presents

Chapter 3

The old Dodge Grand Caravan rumbled down the road, occasionally threatening to stall at intersections, carrying Lola, Lana, and their cargo to their destination. Lola fussed and fumed at overzealous drivers while Lana fidgeted in her seat.

Something had been stirring in the young mechanic's brain for the past two days, something that gave her pause and excitement. Lana was beginning to have feelings for her twin.

Her thoughts traveled back in time to when they were little. As typical youngsters, they wished to know more about their bodies, and mirrors weren't always the best. Either the angle wasn't right, or one couldn't get close enough to see correctly.

Luckily, they were twins, and one rainy night when neither could sleep, they agreed to explore each other's bodies instead. Of course, it was silly games and giggling back then, but Lana never forgot it. Neither had Lola, but she let it fade with time, thinking it was no longer relevant.

Since seeing Lori and Lorianne in bed with Lincoln, Lana's hormones had raged, enticing her mind and heart. She and Lola had been with Lincoln, but not at the same time. Lana tried to visualize how things might go should she face her twin naked again.

Just picturing it stirred Lana's insides into a flurry. Unfortunately, depending on how one looked at it, the minivan pulled into the school parking lot, and Lana cut her vision short.

"So..." asked Lana, standing idly near the van's sliding door.

"So, grab some bags," Lola instructed, rolling her eyes.

"Right," saluted Lana, grabbing what she could.

The two girls gathered their parcels and headed for the school entrance, where Principal Johnson, who replaced Mr. Huggins upon his retirement, greeted them.

"Oh, hi!" Agnes declared. "Lola, Lana, I didn't expect to see you here tonight."

"Yes, well," admitted Lola. "It's kind of weird being at school as an adult, but I have a child now, in first grade, so I wanted to get involved."

Agnes peered into the bags. "It seems more like you wanted to make an impression, hmm?"

"Oh, these are just decorations and pins for the meeting," Lana said gleefully. "We made them ourselves!"

"I'm sure you did," replied Mrs. Johnson. "But this is a P.T.A meeting, not a pep rally. Still, you did go to all the trouble. We're setting up now in the library. Help yourselves, but remember, you'll be responsible for cleaning up afterward."

"Thank you, Mrs. Johnson," the girls said, skipping past the principal and heading toward the library.

"Where is everyone?" asked Lana upon entering the school library.

"Oh, they're not here yet," responded Lola. "I made sure to get us here early enough to set things up."

"Alright then," acknowledged Lana. "Let's get to it!"

Lola began unpacking things on a table while Lana fetched a step ladder from the janitor's closet, stopping long enough to pet one of Cinnamon's offspring, all of which had two tails and glowing eyes.

Soon, Lana was scooting the ladder from place to place while Lola ascended and affixed the banners. Every time Lola climbed the rungs, Lana got a full view of her twin's panties underneath her pink and white skirt, making Lana churn inside.

"What's the matter with you?" exclaimed Lola, bringing Lana out of a trance. "I've called you twice already. Next stop, please."

After they hung the streamers, they arranged the lapel pins into neat rows and put up a sign saying, "Take one for the team," placing a donation jar near the end of the table.

As they did so, there were several moments where Lana's hand brushed up against Lola's, inciting a crimson glow from her cheeks. Lola took notice once and blushed herself, moving quickly away.

Soon, the parents and teachers began arriving. Amused at the decorations, an air of generosity developed, and everyone made donations after picking up a pin and applying it to their clothes.

In no time flat, Principal Johnson called the meeting to order, driving Lola and Lana into utter boredom. Many discussions arose regarding curriculum and after-school activities, and at least one argument broke out about teams allowing girls to play on the boy's teams.

Eventually, things concluded, much to the girls' glee. As people headed out, Lola and Lana began taking down the banners and packing the remaining pins. The donation jar they handed to Mrs. Johnson to add to school funds.

This time, the girls switched roles. Lola moved the ladder while Lana worked. Not that Lola was paying attention, Lana made sure to stand such that Lola had the best view possible.

"Lana..." whispered Lola at one point. "You've got a wedgie..."

"I know..." Lana whispered back, shaking her skirt.

The lights began systematically turning off as the two made their way through the halls, back to the van, barely making it out in time.

"Goodnight, you two," Mrs. Johnson said. "Another moment, and it'd have been detention all night for you."

The women laughed and began loading the van as the principal drove off. Lola then clicked her fob, unlocking the van, and Lana met Lola by the driver's side instead of entering.

"My van," announced Lola. "I drive."

"It's not that," cooed Lana as she approached Lola in the darkened parking lot. "There's something I've wanted to try since we were kids. Do you mind?" she said, wrapping her arms lazily around Lola's neck.

"Um, uh…" stammered Lola, blushing nervously. "I..."

Before Lola could finish her thought, Lana pressed her moist lips against her sister's and kissed her hungrily. Lola's eyes grew wide in surprise and went stiff as a board but yielded a moment later as her womanhood quivered.

Pulling away, Lana looked at Lola for some sign of reciprocation, but she only got a blank stare. On the other hand, Lola was alight with resurrected feelings from her past, a desire to kiss her sister back, but frozen all the same.

"Uh, yeah…" stammered Lola, picking at her panties, which had become soaked. "Um, I think we should go home. We can talk about that later."

With a smile, Lana hopped into the van, not wholly disappointed. At least there would be further talks, she thought. But if she had anything to do about it, there would be more than just talking.

"Hey there, little Loud!" Luna chirped, waving her hand. "Why can I do for you, bra?"

Behind Luna sat a stack of flight cases, probably filled with her band's gear. One could never tell exactly where Luna was because all backstages looked identical.

For a brief moment, Nova looked off-screen, then Lorianne's hand nudged her in the shoulder, and Luna heard her say, "Go. On!"

Nova turned to the screen and scrunched up her face before relaxing. Though relaxing wasn't quite the proper term. She belted everything out at once, not leaving any room between words.

"I like a girl, and I'm confused because I want to do stuff with her, and I don't even know how she feels about me or what I want to do!" Nova said, panting as she finished.

"Oh?" replied Luna curiously. "Would it be that little redhead you sent me a picture of the other day?"

Nova shook her head in the affirmative, sending her hair bouncing, and began blushing deeply.

"So, let me get this straight," Luna said slowly. "You like this girl and want to do things with her? What kind of things?"

"Um…" mumbled Nova in a tight-lipped smile, blushing even further.

Lorianne leaned in and interrupted their talk, only half her face visible in the little window. "She. Wants. To. Eat. Her. Butt!" Ree said, giggling.

Luna raised one brow.

"Hmm," sounds like you got it bad for her, little Loud. I have just one question. Where'd you learn about stuff like that?" she asked, knowing Nova was only five.

"The internet," offered Nova. "Plus, thin walls. I've heard Mom and Dad doing things. I was curious and looked it up and watched some videos."

"I see," Luna said, squinching her mouth. "Is it just girls? Or do you like guys too?"

Nova shrugged. "I don't know yet. I mean, maybe?"

"Alright, Nova," Luna declared. "I have to go soon, but this is my last gig for a while. I may come down and see you, Lincoln, and Lola. We can talk then. Would you like that?"

"Yes! I'd love that," squealed Nova.

"Alrighty. Bye! Keep on rockin'!" Luna shouted as she ended the call.

Nova hadn't seen Luna much. At least, not since she got her record deal. Now, the only time she saw her aunt was on the news or MTV. The thought of having Luna Loud in her house filled her with excitement. Then, the girl remembered she'd covered her walls with posters of Luna and her band! Gasping, Nova gazed around her room, and Ree followed suit.

"I. Guess. I. Should. Have. Seen. This. Coming," said Ree, giggling.

"Oh, shut up!" whispered Nova, gently punching Ree's arm. "She's family!"

"Excuse. Me?" Ree replied, still laughing. "Have. You. Met. Your. Family?"

A knock on their door suddenly made them spring from the bed as if they'd been misbehaving.

"Girls? It's bedtime," announced Lincoln from the hallway. "Ree? You should go to your room now."

The van pulled into the driveway sometime after dark, but Lincoln left the porch light on for them. After the engine died and sputtered its final farewell for the day, Lola and Lana headed into the house sans packages. There was plenty of time to worry about them tomorrow.

Everyone had gone to bed. All the lights were out, the television was off, and things were neat and orderly. Lola strolled into the kitchen, placed her dainty pocketbook on the counter, and then faced Lana.

"Lana..." whispered Lola. "We should talk about what happened earlier."

Sensing a rejection, Lana frowned and looked sheepishly at the kitchen floor.

"Yeah, I know," she said, kicking a non-existent can. "You don't swing that way."

"No, no..." Lola admitted, much to Lana's surprise. "While growing up, many of my idols were successful models."

Lola shrugged and blushed. "So?"

"What do you think I imagined doing with them?" she asked her twin. "Curl each other's hair?"

"What are you saying?" gasped Lana, unable to believe her ears.

"I'm saying the idea of... us... isn't totally out of the question," Lola clarified. "But..."

"But, what?" inquired Lana anxiously.

At this point, Lola turned from Lana and rested her hands on the countertop, facing the cabinets. Perhaps it was to avoid seeing her sister's reaction, or maybe it was to remove all distractions from her thoughts. Either way, it helped.

"I don't know," admitted Lola. "Things have been changing here so fast recently, and I don't know where it will all lead. Maybe it's time to slow down. I mean, what if Lori, or Ree, begins feeling left out? And what about Nova? She's young and impressionable. Yes, she's smart enough to figure some things out independently, but what if she gets caught up in everything? I don't want her, or anyone, getting hurt."

Lana sighed and hugged her sister from behind, resting her head on her shoulder.

"Oh, Lola," whispered Lana. "You've become a real sweetheart, you know? You're always thinking about other people and how they feel. Let me tell you something. Sometimes there are no answers, period. Sometimes, you must go with your gut feelings and let the pieces fall where they may."

Lana then kissed Lola's neck tenderly and gave her a big squeeze.

"What do you mean?" pondered Lola, biting one side of her lower lip.

"Look, I don't know what's going on with our family," Lana informed her twin, "but if you haven't noticed, we're all a little off the beaten path. But at least it's a path. It's either that or get lost in the woods."

Lola furrowed her brows.

"You lost me, Lana," Lola said. "What?"

"Alright, Lola, I'll spell it out for you," Lana sighed. "I'm attracted to all my siblings, and I think you are too. You only have to admit it. When we were little, didn't you ever stare at Lori or Leni and wonder what they looked like naked?"

"I guess, yes," Lola responded, turning a deep shade of red.

"What about Luna or Luan?" continued Lana. "Lynn, Lucy, maybe? The rest?"

"So, what's your point?" Lola snapped, getting aggravated at the wordplay.

"So, don't you think they did the same thing?" Lana finally said.

Lola began to remember when she was younger, and all the times she'd undressed her sister's in her pre-nocturnal fantasies. Lana was right. Lola did harbor some latent lust for her siblings.

Furrowing her brows again, Lola wondered if something was seriously wrong with her. But then again, it seemed that Lana felt the same way. How could that be, and what should she do about it?

"Come on, Lols," Lana said, breaking the spell. "Let's go to bed. We can think about it overnight."

Lola nodded and turned around, hugging her sister warmly. Then, parting from her, she stared into Lana's eyes and returned the kiss so lovingly given to her earlier before heading to the master bedroom, hand in hand with her twin.

Ree couldn't sleep. Hearing Lola and Lana come home and talk in the kitchen, only to hear one bedroom door close, didn't help. Her body was on fire, and she needed attention. Unfortunately, Booboo was already asleep. Even if he weren't, he would be busy soon.

Too busy for her.

Sighing heavily, she rolled in her bed to face her mother on the opposite side of the room. Ree couldn't help but realize how loving and pretty her mom was in the dim moonlight, the silver shafts of lights accentuating her mother's curves.

The young girl's hand slithered into her panties and began playing with her button. Between massaging, rubbing, and tweaking it, Ree worked herself into a hot wet mess, imagining her head nestled deeply between her mother's legs. When she finally came, she couldn't hold back a little squeal as she peaked, which woke Lori.

"Huh, what?" Lori gasped, sitting upright. "Is everything alright?"

"I. Can't. Sleep. Mom," Lorianne whispered, gazing at her mother while biting her lower lip.