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"Should I give you a minute to have yourself to your thoughts?" Clyde asked.

Lincoln shrugged, "Sure."
Without another moment to spare, Lincoln dived into another flashback. One that was older than the other one.

FLASHBACK 3 years ago...

An eight year old Lincoln holding his stuffed bunny, cautiously made his way to Lynn and Lucy's room. He had just experienced a really bad nightmare, and the monster within it spawned from underneath his bed. Too afraid to look under his bed he decided to get the aid of his athletic sister. He turned the corner into their room with a pleading look. "Lynn! Can you sleep in my room? I had a nightmare."

Lynn groggily glanced at him for a moment but buried her head back into her pillow. "It's just a nightmare. Go back to sleep."

"But I think there's a monster in my closet!" Lincoln hissed.

"Lincoln your bedroom is a closet." Lynn replied.

"That's what I mean! It's under my bed." Lincoln said.

"Can't you get Lori to help you?" Lynn asked.

"No. Lori told me that it was a rule not to wake her up." Lincoln replied.

Lynn let out a frustrated moan. She hopped out of her bed and sleepily trotted past Lincoln.

She checked under his bed. Nothing.

"Can you check the drawers?" Lincoln asked.

Lynn sighed and checked all of them quickly. She still found nothing but clothes.
"Lincoln, there's no monster in here. Now go back to bed." Lynn said walking back out of his room.

Lincoln hastily grabbed Lynn's wrist and pulled her back into his room. "Lynn! Don't leave!" Lincoln urged.

"Why?!" Lynn asked annoyed.

"I'm still scared." Lincoln said in a small voice.

"Stop being such a baby, Lincoln. It's just a nightmare." Lynn replied yanking her hand away.

"But Mommy and Daddy died in the nightmare." Lincoln said whimpering.

Lynn stopped in her tracks. She sighed again and shook her head. She used to have nightmares like that before. But she already had a roommate so she could still go to bed. Lincoln was different though, he slept alone. All he needed was a family member next to him while he went to sleep. Lynn could sympathize with him. "Fine." She moaned.

"Really?" A cheerful Lincoln asked.

Lynn held her hand up to halt his excitement. "Only for tonight. Just to prove there isn't a monster under your bed."

"Ok." Lincoln accepted before hopping into his bed.

Lynn slowly moved her way to the left side of Lincoln. She pulled the covers over her and closed her eyes to go to sleep. But there was a sudden loss of space as Lincoln shifted closer to her. Lynn looked at him annoyed, "Lincoln, move over! You're taking up all the room."

Lincoln looked at his sister still scared. "But what if the monster tries to grab me from under the bed?!"

Lynn rolled her eyes. "Lincoln I just got done telling you, there is no monster underneath your bed!"

Lincoln still looked terrified, "But it could've been invisible when you checked!"

Lynn face palmed herself. "Lincoln, if there was a monster under your bed I wouldn't let it get to you. I'd protect you from it. But there isn't one."

Lincoln peeked over the edge of his bed to check. He still trembled in fear. His nightmare had to have been really vivid if he still believed a monster lived under his bed. Lynn sighed to herself. This was getting old really fast, and she was losing sleep over nothing. "Alright, you don't have to move. But only if you go to sleep."

Lincoln happily returned back to Lynn's side on cue. He rolled over and wrapped his arms around her. Only leaving her left arm free. The body heat of his sister was making him feel safe and at comfort. Lynn rolled her eyes in the moonlight lit room. "He's just scared. He'll get over it soon then I'll go back to my bed." She thought to herself.

"I love you, Lynn." Lincoln silently said before drifting into sleep.

Lynn looked at him as his head rested on her chest. That sentence melted her heart. She silently smiled and rested her head back on her pillow, "I love you too, Linc."

She slowly nodded off into sleep.

End of flashback

Clyde waited for his friend to come out of his daze.

Lincoln noticed Clyde was sitting there in dead silence. He cleared his throat sensing the awkward tension. "Sorry about that."

Clyde laughed, "It's fine dude. We all have those reality breaks at some point. Especially when a girl like Lori exists." He said as he dreamily gazed off to the side.

Lincoln raised his eyebrow, "There's a difference. Mine is about memories where as yours is about my sister in her bikini."

Clyde came back to reality, "Yeah but there's also a similarity. They're both about your sisters."

Lincoln face palmed himself. "Never mind."

Clyde shrugged seeing it as a victory. "You think Lori daydreams about me?"

Lincoln gave his friend a dull look, "She's still dating Bobby."

"Doesn't mean she doesn't secretly think about me." Clyde protested.

"Secretly think of you when she has her own boyfriend to think about? C'mon dude they text and call each other all day long." Lincoln replied.

"One day, she'll see me as her knight in shining armor." Clyde said.

Lincoln shook his head, "Don't hold your breath."

"I'll wait as long as I have to." Clyde said.

Lincoln smiled, "You'll probably still be waiting as an old man."

"Have hope, Lincoln. Have hope." Clyde said.

Footsteps could be heard on the stairs, stopping the boys conversation. Lori leaned over the railing, "Hey Lincoln we're going to a carnival once Lynn gets back. Family trip."

Lincoln and Clyde both turned their attention towards her, "Dads idea?" Lincoln asked.

Lori nodded, "Yep. He noticed everyone was feeling down today so he wanted to lift our spirits."

"Is that my beautiful queen?" Clyde asked smiling.
Lori rolled her eyes, "Clyde. How many times must I tell you, I have a boyfriend."

Clyde held a clutched fist in the air, "One day I shall free you from your bonds! Then you will be mine!"

Lori sighed and walked back up the stairs.

"Smooth." Lincoln sarcastically said.
Clyde grinned to himself, obviously missing the sarcasm. "I know."

Lincoln stood off of the couch and stretched. "I'm gonna grab a snack, want anything?"

"Nah. I'm gonna put in the next game for us to play." Clyde replied hopping off the couch and moving towards the game system.

Lincoln shortly walked over into the kitchen. But he paused when he saw Luna in there searching in the refrigerator.

He was surprised to see Luna in there. She must've walked down the stairs when him and Clyde were busy playing their video games.

"Oh, hey Luna." Lincoln greeted.

"Hey bro." Luna responded.

"Have you heard the news?" Lincoln asked.

"'Bout what?" Luna questioned.

"Dad's gonna take us to a carnival today." Lincoln said.

"A carnival, huh?" Luna asked.

"Yeah, they might have a rock band to play there too." Lincoln said.

"Sounds pretty rad." Luna replied unenthusiastically.
It was obvious she was still affected by the whole Lynn and Luan ordeal. She would've gotten super hyped over hearing a rock band would be performing at the carnival they were going to. But her energy was gone.

Lincoln wasn't convinced from her reply. "You don't seem too happy about that."

Luna grabbed a can of soda and pulled her head out of the refrigerator. "Don't get me wrong. I'm happy there's a rock band that's performing there. It's just that Luan is still the same. I thought she'd be out of that state after a day. But she hasn't changed back."

Lincoln looked worried, "Really? She's still giving the cold shoulder?"

Luna nodded sadly, "Won't even utter those corny jokes that I'm starting to miss."

Lincoln thought to himself while Luna opened her can of soda and drank from it.

Luna really missed the old Luan. For her to admit she missed her bad puns and jokes was enough to send him the message that they had to make a decision. "Luna, if you want to tell Mom and Dad I would understand." Lincoln said.

Luna looked down. She wanted to get rid of the dark tone the house now had. She wanted everything to go back to normal. But it wouldn't be the same if Lynn was forever separated from Lincoln. "As much as I want to, I'd rather not take the chance."

Lincoln gave her a half smile. He moved in and gave her a reassuring hug. "I know what you're sacrificing in keeping this a secret."

Luna hugged him back, "I just want her back, man." Her voice cracking at the last part.

Lincoln looked up at his sister thinking she was crying. But she managed to keep herself together and not breakdown. "Are you ok?" Lincoln asked.

Luna nodded, "I'm fine, lil' bro. Just a little sad."

"Would you like it if I try to talk to Luan about it? I think my voice would have a greater effect on her thoughts." Lincoln offered.

Luna gave him a smile that was still mixed with a little sorrow, "That'd be wonderful, love." She said in her British accent.

Lincoln smiled back at her before making his way to the stairs.

He saw Clyde with the game already set up, waiting for him. "Are you ready yet?" Clyde asked.

"Just play single player for a bit, I gotta do something really quick." Lincoln replied dashing up the stairs.

Luan sat in her room bored. She barely touched her ventriloquist dummy since she snapped at Lynn. Her notebook that was usually full of jokes wasn't being used. Lincoln came to the door of her room. He knocked on the side of the door frame. "Knock knock." He said as he physically knocked twice.

Luan hesitated before going along with the joke, "Who's there?" She asked in a energy drained voice.

"Atch." Lincoln replied.

Luan looked at him confused, "Atch who?"

"Bless you!" Lincoln quipped chuckling to himself.

"Good one." Luan replied turning away from him.

Lincoln stopped his laughing and took a more serious approach. He walked over to Luan and saw all of her comedy props on the floor. "Luan I wanted to talk to you."

"About what?" Luan asked still facing away from him.

"Lynn." Lincoln replied.

Luan took a breath in then exhaled through her nose, "I figured."

"I don't think you should ignore her." Lincoln continued.

Luan turned to face Lincoln with a serious face. "I said it to Luna, and I'll say it to you too: it's called tough love."

Lincoln was determined to win this. He knew he could change Luan's mind with the right words by showing his perspective on the matter. "Luan you can't keep bashing her over the head with lectures. She understands she made a mistake, and she deeply regrets it." Lincoln persuaded.

"Oh? But you're still injured. You still have bruises, a sprained wrist, and a fractured rib cage." Luan stated.

"Yeah I know. But that doesn't bother me anymore. I'm healing." Lincoln replied.

"But you're still in pain." Luan shot back. "You're healing but it's not fast. I can see it when you're in the bathroom. You check your bruises and whenever you touch them they hurt you."

Lincoln could tell he was losing the conversation. Luan was coming at him with really good points.
"The main thing you need to know is that I'm alright. I'm over the whole fight with Lynn and I'm ready to move on whenever she is." Lincoln said.

"She needs to own up to her own mistakes before she 'moves on'." Luan countered in an angry tone.

"I get that, Luan. But you need to understand that I'm not angry with anyone. I accepted her apology. I'm sure she'll tell the truth when the time is right." Lincoln protested.

"'When the time is right'?" Luan repeated.

Lincoln noticed the words he used may not have been the most useful words. "Whenever she chooses to tell Mom and Dad."

Luan turned away from him again. "Which will probably be never. Meaning she'll never be responsible and tell the truth.

Lincoln was at his last option, nothing else was working. But he knew the next best thing he could do. Plead. He latched onto Luan from behind and held her tight.
"Luan please just give it some thought! If she has your positive support instead of you pretending she's dead to you, then she'll probably be more likely to tell them!"

Luan looked at him embarrassed, "Lincoln! Quit begging!"

"Please! Please Luan! Just talk to her! Let her know you didn't give up on her but also let her know that she should be responsible." Lincoln pleaded again.

Luan looked at him in pity. He humbled himself enough to look weak and small. "Lincoln.." Luan whined.

"Please!" Lincoln urged.

Luan sighed, "I'll...think about it."

Lincoln finally let go and clasped his hands in front of her. "Thank you! That's all I ask for! To just consider it!"

Luan gave Lincoln an irritated look. She couldn't believe he passively aggressively forced her into talking to Lynn again.

Lincoln happily made his way back downstairs. He ran into Luna on the stairs.

She looked at him with hope in her eyes. "How'd it go?"

"She's thinking about talking to Lynn." Lincoln replied.

Luna lost some of that hope but took it as good news anyways. "Well.. at least she's considering it. We're making some progress."

"She'll come around. If she doesn't then I'll beg again." Lincoln said laughing at the end. Luna smiled at him, "Thanks Linc." She kissed him on the forehead and walked back to her and Luan's room.

End of chapter 6. I'm gonna be honest with you guys I feel like this story is starting to come to a close. Don't get me wrong, I love writing this story and I know other readers like me writing it, but I feel like at this point it's just dragging on. This story will probably have a few chapters left, but that only opens the opportunity for me to post the next story for this awesome TV show. That story I am sure will have plenty more chapters than this one, possibly even double. But in the mean time I'm going to work on this story and make sure it gives an ending that leaves a good taste in the mouth. I hope you enjoyed, feel free to review and let me know how you felt about this chapter. I will have the next chapter up hopefully soon!