I actually have a third writing project that you guys don't get to see. I'm not releasing it until it's finished. The longer pauses between chapters for my other two stories are generally from me working on my third project. Occasionally I get writers block when working on it. This time it was half that, and half me procrastinating. Anyway, Hey LoudLurker, what's happening in your life? Anything interesting? Also Flagg and AberrantScript, I'll bundle you two in with LoudLurker in that question… I guess anybody else can answer too. I promise I'll respond.

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In the excitement of the last few days, she hadn't had the chance to go over all her new recordings. Luan sat down in her chair and pushed off the floor, sending the wheels spinning as she rolled across the room, twirling around and around until she forcefully stopped herself at her desk. Heh heh heh.

Things were happening in the Loud house, things that Luan wanted to be a part of. Lincoln was a devious kid, it was one of the things she liked about him, but she'd underestimated him. To think he could take advantage of and manipulate a sibling to the point that they were wrapped around his finger. Twist them until they would agree to date him, AND, this was the best part, actually believe that they loved him romantically. To think he could do that to LORI of all people. It was too much. She couldn't contain her laughter. She tried anyway, but a snigger and snort forced their way past her clamped lips. Heh heh heh hihiheh HAHAHAHAHAHA! It was hilarious!

Still, he could have had a much easier time if he'd gone for Lucy instead. She already liked him… Apparently. Maybe he wasn't into younger girls? Well, that was just Lucy's loss and her own gain. It didn't matter in the end. He had Lori. Luan wasn't going to let him keep her though. She liked her relationships to be exclusive.

Clicking through various menus, Luan navigated to her camera feeds and recordings. She entered the password "LaughterIsTheBestMurder" and scrolled down to the recordings of the last few days. Let's see. Open up five windows, side by side, and set it all to run at triple speed. It would take way to long to watch everything if she watched them all one at a time and at normal speed. Flickering her gaze from one window to the next, to the next, to the next, to the next, and back again. Nothing, nothing, nothing, Lola tripping on her dress, nothing, nothing, Luna playing guitar, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing. Stop. What's this? She closed out of all windows but the third, bringing up to full screen and slowing it down. Lori and Lincoln were alone in Lori's room… It could be nothing, but then again, it could be everything.

Luan watched as they moved. She watched as they talked. She watched as Lori began to undress and Lincoln followed suit. She watched while Lori lay on her bed, and Lincoln climbed on top. And the corners of Luan's mouth turned up in a vicious grin, as Lincoln speared their eldest sister on his length. Well, well, Lincoln lost his virginity. Good for him… And good for her. Because she had it on tape.

This was exactly what Luan was waiting for. Something solid, that couldn't be denied. Something to force compliance. Not that she'd open with it of course. She would try stealing Lincoln the old fashion way first. She wanted him to be happy with her after all. She would only use it if she proved unable to take him in a more subtle manner. She did want him to be happy, but more than that; Luan wanted Him… And she wanted to make sure he knew his place.

Hey Archemios, what do you think of the direction I've taken this spin off in?

"That part where, what's his name, Luthor?" Lori reminisced, "When he burst into the hall and pulled out his gun, but it turned out that the bang was just a kid dropping his books? That was funny."

They strode from the theater, Lucy walking as close to her older sister as she dared, while they walked down the boardwalk.

"Then he had to awkwardly put his gun away and return to the deafening silence of the parent teacher conference he just left." Lucy agreed.

Lori chuckled, seeming to relax despite herself. This date was going better than Lucy could have possibly hoped. They just saw "A Nerve Wracking Ordeal" The story of an action movie hero dealing with what was an average day for a normal person. The lighter tone of it aside, Lucy had a pretty good time. Lori was laughing to herself quietly. Her body less tense than Lucy had ever seen it, outside of when Lincoln was around. She debated with herself on whether or not she should slip her hand into Lori's, but no. Lucy could just imagine Lori seizing up if she did that. Because regardless of Lucy's intentions for the day, Lori definitely didn't see it as a date. Lori just saw it as Lucy making up for her treatment of the older sister over the last few weeks. Lucy was hoping though, that after a few more dates, Lori would begin seeing it her way. It was really her last hope…

They slowed to a stop in front of vanzilla. Lucy circled around to sit in shotgun, while Lori climbed into the drivers seat and twisted the keys in the ignition. The car grumbled to life, complaining, even as it started up.

"Hmm." Lori furrowed her brow. "Vanzilla might need to get a tune up soon."

She released the hand break and shifted into reverse, pulling from the parking space and pulling out onto the road. The basket of food shifted in the back seat as the van turned left or right on the way to the park, because as much as Lucy wanted to have the picnic at the cemetery or someplace similar, she didn't think that Lori would be very comfortable eating there. This was all about making Lori comfortable with her again after all. Lucy almost did something terrible and unforgivable to her oldest sister. A misguided action. She misunderstood the will of her… Of Lincoln. It was her fault for underestimating his kindness and compassion. She was at fault for underestimating his love.

They pulled into a empty space in the park. Deeper in than where most people frequented. It was shady, and calm, and isolated. Perfect for a picnic. Perfect for a date. Lucy sat across from her elder sister, because she dared not spook her by sitting next to her. This was her last chance after all.

Lincoln desired her, but he desired Lori as well. More than that, he desired their deliverance from suffering. He desired their happiness. Lucy believed in the depths of her soul that he loved her and Lori equally. He had enough room in his heart for both of them, and Leni, and whoever else he chose. Lucy, however, had gone against him. Unwillingly, unknowingly, but she went against him none the less. Love or not, she'd failed him. If it came down to a choice between Lori and herself… Would he even think about keeping her? Lucy didn't think so.

He wanted her to get along with Lori. He wanted her to seduce Lori. She would try, because to fail would mean the snuffing of his light from her world.

Here's an interesting hypothetical. Suppose you were trying to become a god. What do you think is the minimum prerequisite for godhood?

Phenomena were transpiring in the Loud house, and Lisa aimed to find out what they were. It was a simple matter to access Luan's camera system, using a backdoor she'd installed the first time she hacked in. Incidentally, Lisa was beginning to think she should be monitoring her comically inclined sibling more closely. The password she used to access her own system was… perturbing.

Mental note: See to creating some countermeasures for Luan… Or perhaps some contingencies… A cloned duplicate perhaps?

Back to the camera recordings. Let's see, a simple search algorithm designed to pick up anything out of the ordinary… Specifically regarding Lincoln, Lori, and Lucy. And initiate.

That… No. Clearly her glasses needed cleaning. She pulled them off and dropped them in a bath of cleaning solution. Plucking them back out, after thirty seconds, and wiping them dry with a cloth. She put her glasses back on and turned her attention back to the scene in front of her… And… Huh, that was alarming. She may have to see about stealthily incorporating some contraceptives into their daily refection.

I tried making pineapple kiwi cake. It did not go well. I think I'll have to make some fairly major changes to the recipe.

Luna glanced at her brother from the corner of her eye. Sitting next to her, nodding his head to the strum of her guitar. He was sitting as close as he physically could without sitting in her lap… She didn't mind it really. He'd been a lot more touchy feely lately, and Luna had gotten used to it… More than that, she found she actually liked it. A hug here, a brush there, it sent a tingle across her skin, and warmed her inside. Though it only made her growing feelings of loneliness stronger… That wasn't the correct word.

She wasn't lonely. She had plenty of people she could spend time with. Her other siblings, her friends, her band mates. As weird as it sounded though, she found herself missing Lincoln. Their times together were great, but… They didn't happen as much as they used to. He was always hanging out with Lori, and sometimes Leni. She was happy that they got along so well. If you ignored what happened a few days ago, Lori was happier than Luna had ever seen her in, well… Ever. Leni was always happy, but she somehow seemed even more smiley recently. Luna was glad for them. She still missed spending time with her little bro though.

He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her more tightly against him, and warmth spread from the points of contact. Luna couldn't help but relax into his hold. She also couldn't help the worry that resonated in her head though. Not ignoring what happened a few days ago, something had made the chillest dude she knew snap.

She wouldn't pry though.

"Lincoln." Her voice sounded loud in the relative silence.

"Yeah?" He leaned his head on her shoulder and tilted it to look at her.

"You know I'm here for you right? If you ever need to talk about anything, I'll always listen."

"I know." He nodded.

There wasn't anything more she could do. She could only make sure he understood that she'd always be there for him, and hope he opened up to her.

I don't know what to write here… So I won't write anything.

Oh, being Lincoln and Lori's girlfriend was the best! It was totes the sweetest. Like a perfect cinnamon roll. Leni loved cinnamon rolls.

Being with Lincoln and Lori made her feel all tingly inside… And sometimes outside. Like when she got to kiss them. It was like she couldn't breath… But not bad. Being not breathing was always bad, except when it wasn't… Which was whenever she was kissing Lincoln or Lori. It made her dizzy and swirly and stars… It made her stars. And when it ended she felt hot, and happy, and sometimes tingly.

Tingly like when she watched them in their alone time, except the tingles were a lot stronger whenever she did that. Would Leni ever get to do what they did? She hoped so. Her cheeks hurt from smiling.

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