Hi everyone. It's been ten days since my last update on HercuLOUD. I got nine reviews and sixteen favorites and seventeen followers. It's pretty good. On Saturday, I decided to make this story a crossover between the Loud universe and Spider-Man universe. Now on with the story.
Chapter 3: Let's Start Training!
Lincoln think of his thoughts in his room. He had returned home from school. It was the beginning of his training. Never in the first two weeks of being twelve would he consider getting in shape. But this was different. Lincoln's reason of being strong is to be the greatest and strongest as Hercules.
"No turning back," He thought to himself. Lincoln kept pacing. His comic books were left on his book, still waiting to be read. "I got to do this," He sat back on his bed. He faced the audience with a smile, "Hello again. I bet you're expecting me to read in my underwear. Well, this time it's gonna change. I'm going to do something I never thought of doing; getting in shape. I know some of you have questions. Are you still going through the change in your life back on Monday? No. This is the answer. I realize now I need to change myself, both my appearance and personality. My sisters are rising up to the top, and, like always, I'm on the bottom. No more. I'm going to be as tough as the Greek gods, just like Hercules," Lincoln moved both skinny arms and frown. "This is going to take long."
Lincoln got an idea and release a regretful sigh, "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm going to need Lynn. But I can't let my family know. Not even Leni and Luna. I know I promised them I won't lie anymore. I'll tell them when I feel like it. Right now, Lynn will be coming here at three...two...one."
The front door open and Lynn revealed herself in a cocky mood. "Hey Stinkcon," She said the annoying nickname at him. "You in the mood for a little one-on-one with me?"
"Sure," Lincoln answer without thinking.
"Come on! You can read your dorky comics- Wait did you say yes?" Lynn shot her eyes up upon hearing what Lincoln answer.
"Yeah," Lincoln repeated as he faced her. Lynn felt like she was in another universe. Did her dorky, yet kind, little brother just agree to spar with her? Lynn could be cheering, but something was off. Lincoln isn't meant to object Lynn's request without a decent threat. Lynn leaned her head with curiosity. She places her hand at Lincoln's forehead; his temperature is normal. She wasn't a doctor, but she knows how to check a temperature.
"Who are you and what have you done with Lincoln Loud?" Lynn said in a low voice.
"I'm still me, Lynn," Lincoln rolled her eyes. "Are we gonna spare or what?"
The fourteen year old tomboy shook her head and her confident smirk was back. "Then put on some loose clothing and meet me at the backyard!" Lynn hurry race down the stairs. Lincoln is left with his thoughts and pray he'll get through this."
Lynn is doing a few warm-ups. Lincoln appear in his white t-shirt and short orange pants. Lincoln stretch his legs. With a loud sigh of her bones in shape, she asked, "Quick question: What's the idea to accept my request? And you didn't even let yourself say no and I convince you otherwise."
Lincoln shrugged, "Can't a little brother help his big sister? I want to get in shape."
"Because you gain weight?" Lynn answer. She leaned her head to get a closer look at Lincoln before adding "You do seem kinda chubby. Probably couldn't stop yourself from eating chips in bed," The loud boy only frown at her offensive statement. "But whatever it takes to get you in shape. What do you want to learn?"
Lincoln answered firmly, "Fight," This caught Lynn off guard. He reply. "Just a couple of defensive moves."
"Oh," Lynn smile, and she scoffed. "That's easy. Put your hands up. Let me see you punch," Lincoln raise his hands and move his hand forward. Lynn hummed after seeing the demonstration. "Ok. It wasn't a good punch. Try hitting me," Lincoln moved forward and delivered a punch at Lynn. But the tomboy grab it.
"This is how you punch," Lynn put both hands like a boxer. Lincoln copy her. Lynn throw a couple of killer punch in the air. "Now you do it. Fight me," Lincoln didn't waste time to argue. His fist thrown at Lynn, whom she quickly dodge. Lynn fought back by gaining a couple of punches at him. Lincoln huff from gaining bruises but didn't complain.
"Keep it up! While moving your feet!" Lynn barked like a trainer.
Luna enter the kitchen to see her pops on the stove and steering the pop. The sixteen year old rock star greeted, "Hey pops. Whatcha makin?"
"Lynngettie and Meatballs," Lynn Sr. answer with a grin.
"You see Lincoln? I wanna have him hear my new song and he wasn't in his room."
"I think Lynn is with him. There they are in the backyard," Lynn answer. Luna pause and march forward to get a glimpse of her two siblings. Lynn delivered a kick at Lincoln's stomach. He clutch as he was on the ground. Luna frown with her hands clutch against the skin. The rockstar pass her father and exit out the back door.
"Hey, leave him alone!" She yelled. Lynn is grabbed by the ponytail and pull her away from Lincoln.
"What the hell, Luna?!" Lynn demanded before yanking her ponytail out of her grip.
Lincoln gets up, "Luna, stop! She wasn't hurting me!"
"Don't lied, dude! She doesn't have to keep bullying you!"
"But she's not!"
"It's true, I'm not!" Lynn argue back. "Lincoln requested I teach him to fight!" Luna pause her fight and turn to Lincoln. She asked if this was the real true.
Lincoln nods his head, "It's ok, Luna. I want to learn to fight."
This made Luna to cause off guard. "But why? Is someone harassing you?"
"No, no. I want to get in shape before the summer. It's an early start."
Lynn said in surprise, "Huh. That's...actually not a bad idea. Granted, I always do that before a break comes along. Guess you're scared of entering Middle school and want to make a good impression of not being the weak one?" She march over and wrap her arm at Lincoln's neck with a laugh. "Don't you worry, Lincoln. Lynnsanity here is gonna toughen you up!"
Luna frown again, not liking the idea of letting Lynn to turn Lincoln into another version of a competitive tomboy. Another look from Lincoln gave her a firm nod. She didn't want to stop what Lincoln was doing. She said in defeat, "Fine," A glare point directly at Lynn. "But if I heard him cry, I'm putting a stop to it!"
"Yeah, yeah. Cool your jets, mother hen," Lynn remark. "Now beat it. I'm training my little bro to become buff like yours truly," She pounds her chest with her fist several times. Luna huff, facing away to return back to the house. Lynn turn to Lincoln, once again putting both arms up. "Remember to not hold back!"
Lincoln resume his training by throwing more kicks and punches. Lynn gave him some pointers. They later exercise with ten jumping jacks and ten sit ups. At dinner, the fourteen year old tomboy explained her spare with Lincoln, which gain some surprise expression from the family. Lincoln answer he wanted to get in shape before he enter Middle school. The family bought the story. Of course, Leni didn't like her little brother working hard to get in shape and his coach had to be Lynn of all people. She had to feed him dinner, thinking his arms are too sore to life his fork. Lincoln protest, saying his arms were fine. But Leni didn't listen. Lincoln sat in his bed at night and feel a muscle is forming from his left arm. He needed more training if he wants to keep up.
On Wednesday, he didn't slack off any of his physical education activities. He participated in dodgeball and duck the balls and hit several of the students. In the evening, Lincoln waited till Lynn came home and barge in his door to spare. Lynn continue to lesson Lincoln while fighting. Lincoln survived another brutal training. Although there wasn't any injuries he received. It didn't stop Leni to find a wound to kiss it while Luna chewed Lynn. The white haired boy flich how loud the argument was. He knows she was just looking out for her. Even Leni, who can't stand seeing her Linky getting hurt. Lincoln chuckle how his two closest sisters were concern of his well-being. Thursday Lynn couldn't train him because both of their parents are pressuring the kids to do well before school ends. And Lynn wasn't exactly the smartest. If she wants to continue playing sport, she got to keep her grades up. Lincoln was fine with it; at least he wasn't concern of his final grades ironically. He decided to make a work out schedule for tonight, Friday night, and the weekend. He even got up early to exercise for a short time before the rest of the sisters wake up. At night, he jog around the house before exercising in the backyard.
On Saturday, instead of worrying of his exams or goofing off, Lincoln sneak off in the evening and jog. Later, he found a quiet spot to train, in the woods. Lincoln press both fists against the ground and move his body up and down. His twelve year old body is passing the limit of exercising. Lincoln take a breather and drink water. He did fifteen high kicks and punch the air twenty times. He can feel his body structuring into a bodybuilder. He would check his phone often and get messages from Lori, Luna or Leni, pondering him where he was and how is he. Lincoln scan his area to see a mountain from about nineteen miles from where he was. He remembered what Ms. Johnson mention about the gods testing their strength. That mountain may be the perfect test for him. Lincoln walked further in the woods. He may it out before his foot step in the rocky roads of the hill tops. Lincoln's phone provided a stopwatch. He set up the timer to one minute, pressed play, and the twelve year old boy started running. He kept his focus on making his way to the top without stopping. His feet didn't made him trip. Lincoln's brain was sending electrodes to his leg muscle. His heart pump more and his eyes narrow. The top hill is almost there. Lincoln run closer. He doesn't know how much longer he has. In the end, Lincoln tripped and landed on the ground. The stopwatch beep. Lincoln see he was at thirteen feet from here to reach the top. He sat down against the wall to take a breath. Lincoln felt satisfied even though he didn't made it to the top of the mountain.
His phone buzz and a message from Lori was here.
"Lincoln, where are you?! You're missing lunch! Lynn's about to eat your meal!"
Lincoln gets up and easily run back down the ground before racing to home.
The boy entered the front door and greet them "Hey guys! Sorry I'm late!"
"It's about time!" That was Lola screaming. Lincoln enter the kitchen and saw several of his sisters frowning. Lincoln held his hands up in defense, "I know, I know. I got sidetracked."
"Dad didn't want us to eat before you got here," Lola reply, giving him a cold glare. Lincoln shrug off the glare.
Lynn Sr stated as he cleared his throat, "Son, I know you're taking the time of your exercising, but you should be more cautious of staying out."
"I reply Lori, Leni, and Luna's messages. I'm fine," Lincoln repeated, preparing to sit down.
"Can you at least take a shower?" Lisa ordered stonic. Lola covered her nose. "We can't eat while you're covered rancid moisture. And I thought Lynn smell bad from her physical activities," Lynn shot the four year old a glare.
"I don't smell bad," Lincoln roll his eyes.
"Just take a shower, honey," Rita said with a small smile. Lincoln roll his eyes again.
"There better be some leftovers," He said, racing up the stairs. Lynn saw Lincoln's plate with his meal untouched. With no one watching, she leaned her hand to grab a chicken. Leni smack her hand and shake her head sideways sternly.
The fashionista stated "Linky been out all morning. I barely saw him at breakfast."
"You did just saw him at breakfast," Lucy said. "He left after that."
"But that doesn't mean the rest of us have to wait for him to come back!" Lola spoke harshly, gaining some nods from the Lori, Luan Lynn, Lana, and Lisa.
Rita spoke as she get more Caesar salad, "Lincoln's been out of the house more often. He's really taken his training seriously. You girls should be proud."
"Yeah Lynn. Be proud," Luna spat smugly at the sport enthusiast. Lynn gave her a quick middle finger back at the rock star.
"Now I know how you guys feel when you have to wait to eat when I come back from jogging," Lynn muttered, poking the caesar salad with her fork.
Luan added "But it didn't take until three o'clock for you to come back! Still why is Lincoln doing this? It's not like him to go out and jog."
"The little dude says he wants to buff up before he heads to Middle school," Luna answers.
"Is that it?" Lori scoffed, shaking his head in not amusement. "Middle school isn't like the jungle in High school. There's a lot of creeps and thugs that want to get their hands on you."
Lynn struggle to keep her emotions and not revealed of her horrible experience on the first day of Middle school. She said, her voice keeping in check, "I'm sure Lincoln's reason is very good. High school is not the only one that deal with that kind of stuff. It's best for the kid to get ready and punch someone face if they step out of line."
"Junior," Lynn Sr. lightly scolded.
Leni gasp, "I don't want my little Linky punching people. He's kind and sweet!"
"Kind and sweet aren't good enough. Lincoln has to prepare himself for the world of Middle school," Lynn argue with a firm glare. "After this, I'm thinking of teaching Lincoln a few good wrestling moves."
"You do no such thing!" Leni shouted, the family look in suspicion.
"I not gonna hit him! Haven't you notice there hasn't been one bruise on him?"
Lori answer, "Maybe you finally got some sense in yourself and not be a brute like always."
"I'm serious. Lincoln never complained during our training. I taught him a few tips on offence and defense. Lincoln complied. I landed some good punches. Then he got some. The kid is getting better," Lynn explains with a grin, having a newfound respect for her little brother.
Luan jokes, "Careful Lynn, Lincoln's is not the only person who is not getting bruised by your training. Lets just say your ego is gonna need a trip to the intensive care," Luna stifle a chuckle while Leni laugh. Lily giggle as well. Lynn's cheeks burn red before eating her salad.
"I can't imagine Lincoln being stronger than Lynn," Lola said.
"I don't know. Lincoln grew a few inches since his birthday," Lana added. A grin appeared on her face. "He's almost as tall as Lynn. And who knows, he'll be stronger than Lynn."
Lily exclaim "Wincoln Swonger!"
"Let's not spread this like a rumor. Lincoln could be stronger, but I'll always be the strongest," Lynn brag, this got some roll eyes from Leni, Luna and the twins.
"Not for long~" Luan sang along mockingly. Lynn prepare to insult the comedian but Rita stop them.
"Alright, that's enough. Let's keep eating. And I want all of you back studying. You're not on vacation yet."
"Yes mom," All of the Loud sisters say in union.
"35...36...37...38...39...40!" Lincoln counted the numbers on his sit-ups. He stop the stopwatch on his phone. He set it to five minutes. Lincoln sat on his bed to rest his muscles. The door is suddenly open, revealing Lola.
"Lincoln," Lola said with a grin. "I need you for my tea party," She notices he was on his bed. "Were you going to read your silly comics?"
"No. I was doing sit-ups," Lincoln answer. Lola drop her smile.
"Again? You just took a shower! Please don't tell me you're becoming like Lynn!"
Lincoln gave her a mock frown, "I wouldn't even dignify to answer that. And aren't you supposed to do your final homework?"
"I don't know if the exercise are damaging your brain cells, but I'm already done. I'm not worrying about some silly tests," Lola said, waving her glove hand. "That's not like in Middle school. You should be lucky."
Lincoln gave her a deadpan look. "I do have final tests coming up."
"Oh. Well, now I feel sorry for you. Come on! My guests are waiting!" Lola grabs Lincoln's arm. Lincoln didn't compile to object. Lola felt his hand arm strange. She didn't expect it with muscle forming. Lola shrug and made Lincoln prepare them for tea and cookies.
On Sunday, he resumed his exercise. He returned back to the woods to continue his training. He challenged on climbing the mountain again. Lincoln ran to the top. It took him five tries until he made it. He sat down and watch the entire city of Royal Woods from the morning sun. Lincoln felt his body is changing from the course of his training. His skinny arms weren't skinny anymore. Neither were his legs. His stomach have a two pack. His hand press against it after seeing his reflection from the bathroom mirror. His gym clothes are stretching his muscles. He felt his regular clothes are going to do the same. He has to remind Leni he needs better clothes. Lincoln check his phone and saw a missed call from his mother. A hiss escape from his mouth. Before leaving, his mom warned him not to spent late on his exercise. It was almost one. Lincoln, with his legs in shape like athletic legs, ran out of the woods and continue making his way home.
Lincoln knock twice on the open door of Lori and Leni's room. "Leni," He called. Leni turn around from reading her magazine.
"Hi Linky! What you need?"
"It's my clothes. I think I need new ones," Lincoln show Leni his regular clothes. It was too small for him. The bottom part is exposing a small part of his stomach. The pants was hugging his legs too tight.
Leni leaned her head closer and nodded her head, "Yes, you do. Strip out of your clothes, mister," Lincoln closed the door and took off his shirt. Leni took out a measuring tape and a notepad and a pencil from a drawer. When Leni turn around, she laid out a small gasp. In his red underwear, Lincoln has a body of a small athlete. His arms were bunky. His legs define and tone. His stomach is tone with a two pack.
"Wow, Linky! You got a nice body!" Leni commented.
Lincoln chuckled nervously, "Thanks. All that training got me in shape."
Leni crouch down and place the tape on his left arm. She said, "Can I ask you something? Why do you need to go through this? Don't you like who you are?"
"I do. What's wrong with a little change with my appearances? I notice I'm the same skinny boy in the house and I wanted to get in shape. Lynn told me something unexpected can happen at Middle school."
Leni huffed, "Sometimes I think she's a bad influence on you, Linky. You don't want to become a bully."
"I'm not going to be like one," Lincoln frown. Leni recorded the measurements of Lincoln's arms in the notepad. "But that doesn't mean I have to protect myself. Or others. Or my sisters."
Leni smile warmly, "You don't have to do that. It's sweet of you. But I don't want to see you get beaten up to save us."
"But I want to. I know it sounds lame I try to be like Ace Savy or Spider-Man. When I saw myself in the mirror, I didn't like how I was the same boy with the same body. I wanted to change my image. To be strong and brave to protect people. You and the girls would do the same, but I want to protect myself and fight for myself. Everything is changing in the house. Lori's going away to college. Everyone is moving a grade up. I'm entering Middle school. And I'm still the same predictable kid with the same appearances at age 12. I'm training to protect myself for what's about to happen next. I'm still the same Lincoln, but slightly different. You understand?"
Leni nod her head. Even though she didn't want to see her little brother change about himself, she's willing to accept Lincoln's conditions. The dizzy blonde teenager leans her head and plant a kiss on his forehead. Lincoln is then hugged by her.
"Yes. Promise me not to get in trouble because of these changes," She stated. Lincoln can feel her D-cups breast press against his define chest. His face heat, making him rest her right shoulder.
"I will. Thank you," Lincoln pull back.
Lenil then added, "And it's not just the clothes you be needing, mister. You need some new unides," She giggled lightly as Lincoln look at his red underwear to see it was stretching due to his new body.
Lincoln laid out a flat laugh, "Guess you're right," The two shared a laugh before Leni resume measuring on his legs.
At night, Lincoln laid in his bed. Instead of his pajamas, he wore an old shirt he got from Luna when she was twelve. A purple long shirt that fall in his kneecaps. His pajamas were too small. He mentioned this to Leni and the second eldest sister agree to help sew a new pair of pajamas. Charles sat in his bed, eyeing on the white haired boy.
"What a day, Charles," Lincoln spoke to the dog. He flexed his right biceps. A small grin appeared in his face. "Never thought I thanked Lynn for the training. But she really gotta warn me about those sneak attacks," Charles lay out a low whine. "Nah, it never hurts. Actually, I never felt anything since I started working out," The dog tilts his head in question. "I'm sure by tomorrow I'm gonna get really sore. Good thing Lynn loan her Bengay to me. Goodnight, boy," Lincoln pat the dog's head and Charles lick him back. "Get really to experience my soreness," Charles then gave a low growl before sleeping in his bed.
As Lincoln went into dreamland, the dreams weren't the only thing Lincoln can get through from the sore he'll receive tomorrow morning. Let's say his dreams of being overshadowed by his sisters are over when he wakes up.
Sorry to cut this. I got tired on this chapter and we're about a week away before Spider-Man: Far From Home is released. I want to be released this chapter on the Fourth of July or after that. I got to work on editing the new chapter on Einhejar Pegan. I'll see what I can do on Friday and the weekend. Be sure to leave your comments and ideas if you want something to happen in the story. Again: Only ideas that are relevant in this story. Nothing else. If your ideas aren't in the story, I'm sorry. Anyways, see you in a week. NiteOwl18 out.