Keeping a handle on things.

"Dammit Linc let go!" Luna was attempting to extract her child from Lincoln's steel grip, the man in question having fallen into a fitful sleep at the breakfast table where his siblings and offspring were gathered for Breakfast. He held Lyra with one cradled hand to him, dozing after her bottle feeding, while an assortment of other crotch spawn lay in various harnesses attached to his body.

"There's no point," Lisa pushed her glasses up. "His body has been trained to keep a hold of any and all semi-mobile infants even in a semi-comatose state."

"Then wake him up, I wanna hold my baby!" Luna groused. "God, he whines about not getting a break but then acts like this-"

"I think it's cute!" Lily cheered, feeding one of her own triplets, the rest safely in chairs next to her. "He's bonding!"

"Yeah well he'd better get attached," a now thin again Luan muttered, all five children having come out safely. "I think we're going to need Lisa's trackers just not to loose any!"

"I chipped them all shortly after birth," Lisa reassured her. Once upon a time this might have induced distress over the scientist's lack of respect for bodily autonomy. But after her far greater nonsense and many near escapes of assorted Loud spawn there was only a mix of grateful and disgruntled murmurs.

Luna rolled her eyes, "Yeah well, Sam and I are having a day- she wants to meet our daughter-"

"I take it Ms Sharp has 'come around' to our 'arrangement' then?" Lisa queried, her own spawn wiggling an 'appendage' over an engrossed sibling.

Luna narrowed her eyes, "Sam wants to be a Mom with me, but she sure as shit doesn't like how it happened so YOU'D best your trap shut!"

Lisa returned to feeding an offspring with a shrug, "a shame, I had hoped that she would have considered providing a 'half breed' of sorts-"

Lincoln's eyes suddenly snapped open with shrunken pupils, and the girls collectively winced.

"Dang it Lisa," Lori sighed.

"N-no more," he moaned. "No more babies... so many babies... I c-can't do it again!"

"Shh," Luna darted forward, "it's okay, Lisa was being silly again; she's not going to use you to knock anyone else up anymore." She glared at the scientist, who simply rolled her eyes.

"A-are you sure-" the man's sleep deprived eyes were bloodshot. "I thought I saw even more, they were called Lina a-and Marla and-"

"It's was a nightmare Linky," Leni stroked her brother's hair.

"O-okay..."

"Could you let Luna have Little Lyra now?" Leni gently pressured.

"Oh, right." Lincoln turned his eyes to Luna and held out the sleepy near toddler. "Make sure she-"

"Eats in half an hour, sleeps loads and gets changed- yeah I helped change your diapers you know, Mr Mom," Luna groused, plucking Lyra from his hands and rocking her back to proper sleep.

"Classical music relaxes her..." he gently fell back into his daze.

"Sure bruv, just get a nap." Luna, flashed a grateful smile to Leni, then turned her annoyed gaze back to Lisa. "Okay, just to make things clear; Linc's traumatised enough without you knocking up my wife. If you do this again, we're gonna make you have the delivery again, and this time skipping the 'happy juice', ya got that?"

Lisa rolled her eyes. "I believe it would be prudent to point out that you all used the googles after you were aware of the previous pregnancies, and therefore took the risks fully knowing them."

"Whatever dude," Luna groused. "Just don't make any more kids, natural or 'otherwise' " she nodded to Lulu.

"Hmm," the scientist returned to feeding another offspring. As Luna walked off in a huff, the rest of the table tried to avoid thinking about how they got there.

Meanwhile, deep in the lab, Lisa's computer updated itself as another woman made use of her invention somewhere in the world, and the new being was listed as 'normal 28' on the spreadsheet containing the children's names. A moment later the process repeated, this time as 'special 12', indicating a modified sperm had achieved conception.

A/N: Thanks to Nuuo for Beta-Reading this chapter