Thanks for the positive reception to the short prologue, everyone. This fic is going to be a new experience for me, mostly due to the fact that I'm opening up requests and input from all of you. While I have a few ideas in mind myself, I would love to hear from all of you about what YOU want to read. Thanks for the support, especially during some hard times. Cheers!

"LINCOLN! HURRY UP OR YOU'LL BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!"

Lincoln slid down the banister as fast as he could, not wanting to miss his ride. Another normal Tuesday morning for Lincoln Loud. The life of a tenth-grade boy wasn't an easy one, but Lincoln managed to get by alright, thanks to the help of his ten sisters. Being five years removed from elementary school led to a lot of changes in the young man's life, but with the love and support of his family and friends, Lincoln had managed to do fairly well for himself. Good grades, a decent social circle, a job at the local arcade, and a well-built-if-not-slightly-leaner-frame were just parts of Lincoln's life now.

The biggest change in Lincoln's life, however, was the discovery of his true talent. After many years of reading comic books, Lincoln decided to take up sketching and writing as a hobby. As it turned out, Lincoln was a natural artist and storyteller (skills he had picked up while trying to keep up with his many sisters over the years). Through sheer luck and determination, Lincoln had managed to impress his favorite comic-creator at a local convention with his work, and now had a chance to pitch his own story to the heads of a national publisher. A huge honor, for a kid as young as Lincoln. The only problem Lincoln had, however, was his own indecisiveness. He had so many ideas for stories and concepts that he simply couldn't pick one, even with the help of his sisters.

However, Lincoln didn't have time to dwell on that for now. He was going to be late for school if he didn't get his butt in gear. As he jumped in the passenger seat of his mother's car, Lincoln knew he had forgotten one important thing. He rolled his window down and took a deep breath.

"HEY GUYS! HAVE A NICE DAY!" Lincoln shouted towards the familiar homestead.

"LORI, TELL BOBBY I SAID HI!" he called out as Lori waved at him from her bedroom window. Still dating after six years, Lori and Bobby had managed to stay madly in love despite his having to move to back to Texas for school. Despite the distance, Lori was happy with her relationship, her twenty-two year old life, and her little twerp of a brother who always helped her out when she needed it.

"LENI, DON'T FORGET TO FILL UP YOUR CAR…" he yelled, pausing for a moment. "WITH GASOLINE THIS TIME!" The ditzy blonde poked her head out the window, trying to wave to her brother. Leni and Lincoln had grown closer over the years, with Lincoln being her favorite design critic and shoulder-to-cry-on after her recent breakup and Leni being Lincoln's favorite character design critic and motherly figure (aside from his mother, anyway.) Having turned twenty-one just one month prior, Leni finally succeeded with getting her driver's license. Thanks to Lincoln's faith in her (and a little bet he made with an old friend of the family), Leni managed to get a brand new car at no cost to her with a lifetime of insurance paid off. She really did owe Lincoln a lot, and gave him rides and advice whenever he needed it.

"LUNA, YOUR EYELINER IS ON MY DESK! DON'T FORGET IT, AND GOOD LUCK AT YOUR SHOW TONIGHT!" he shouted towards his rockstar-sister's open window. Luna had always been the closest to her younger brother, ever since he was little. Lincoln and Luna both admired each other's honesty and heart, and it didn't hurt that they both were rather passionate about their own and each other's work and interest. At twenty years old, she was getting rockin' grades at the local community college and working at a small record shop that had opened up recently in Royal Woods. While her rockin' usually drowned out the sound of her parents and sisters, Luna always made sure to listen for her little bro. She dropped her axe and peeked out the side of her window, giving Lincoln what he had always given her: a genuine smile.

"LUAN, GOOD LUCK AT YOUR OPEN MIC TONIGHT! "he yelled as the yellow-plaid-clad sister waved from her desk next to Luna. At the young age of nineteen, Luan had achieved quite a bit of success in the local comedy scene. After an open mic adventure with Lincoln, she managed to pick up a few new gigs opening up for comedy stars like Albert Yankovik and John Moulancie. As she had always been, she was always ready to provide her brother with a joke and a smile whenever he needed. However, with her braces removed and both her and Luna's forms filling out, she had also begun to get offers for modelling, which she passed off to Lori and Leni with glee.

"LYNN, LUCY! DON'T FORGET YOUR PRACTICES! YOU'LL BOTH DO GREAT OPENING NIGHT!" Lincoln had to yell extra loud to get his voice to sporty-and-dramatic sisters. After walking a mile in each other's shoes, the seventeen year old athlete and the fifteen year old poet realized that they had more in common than they once thought. Lynn rather enjoyed acting, and Lucy also enjoyed some light athletics after an adventure with their brother. In addition to being the star of the drama department and the literary club, Lucy had also made a little bit of a name for herself on the school's track and basketball teams, second only to her team captains. That captain, however, was also the secondary leading lady in all of the school productions in addition to being captain of all teams at school, an accomplishment Lynn was all too proud of. Both hung out the window, swinging to catch a glimpse of their favorite brother.

"LANA, LOLA! HAVE FUN AT SCHOOL!" Lincoln noticed the silhouettes of the twins bouncing in the window. "AND BE CAREFUL JUMPING ON THE BED!" The twins both poked their heads out their window, still roughhousing around. The twelve year old twins were both just about the same as they always were, but still as troublesome and loyal to their brother as they ever would be.

"LILY, MAKE SURE LISA CARRIES THE FIVE! LISA, MAKE SURE LILLY SUBTRACTS THE TWO!" Lisa and Lily both opened their window in an instant, shooting their brother two widely-contrasting smiles. Lisa, being the smartest person in the world at age nine, was simply giving her favorite sibling her usual subdued smirk. Lily, on the other hand, was shouting to her brother as loud as a six year old could with the widest smile she could muster.

A loud chorus erupted from the Loud House.

"THANKS, LINCOLN!" All of his sisters shouted out in unison. "LOVE YOU!"

Lincoln couldn't help but grin and blush at that last part. He rolled up his window as the car rolled down the street.

"Man, it's going to be a beautiful day." Lincoln thought to himself, smiling as he enjoyed the scenic route on the way to school.

MEANWHILE, BACK AT THE LOUD HOUSE

Things had returned to their normal, chaotic ways in the Loud house. Luna didn't mind. Just helped her creative juices flow.

"Speaking of creative juices, I need to nab my stuff from Linc's room." Luna thought to herself, leaving Luan to work on her jokes in peace. She strolled leisurely down the hall to her brother's room, enjoying the madness and the chaos around her. She kicked open the door to Lincoln's room, eyes darting over to his desktop. He had said that that is where her eyeliner was, right?

"Dude, I don't see it." She said, looking all over for the little tube of makeup. "Maybe he meant in his drawer?"

She took a seat at her brother's desk, jerking his desk drawer open. Luna felt around, trying to find the plastic tube by touch senses alone. When that didn't work, she brushed aside a bunch of gum wrappers with the backside of her hand. She slipped her hand past some papers and pulled out her missing eyeliner.
"Ha! Gotcha, you little bugger…Hey, what's this?"Luna adjusted her eyes, noticing a small square sitting in her brother's desk. She slipped it out and held it up to the window for light. After a few moments, her face went from white to bright red, even shining through her white stage makeup as she realized what she had in her hands.

In her hands, she held a box of her brother's double ecstasy, bareskin, premium-grade condoms.

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Luna sighed as she inhaled, trying to get as much air as she could to get her message out through the shouting and crashing coming from outside the door.

"DUDES! EMERGANCY SISTER MEETING, NOW!"