Loud Universe ch. 3
I OWN AND REGRET NOTHING!
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"Lincoln! Your naked! And your not wearing clothes!" Exclaimed a surprised Steven. Lincoln sighed. "I'm aware of that Steven, thank you." He said annoyed.
"Would you PLEASE put on some clothes!?" Exclaimed a flustered Connie who was trying not to look.
"Mmmm. that seems like a reasonable request. Let me just grab em." Lincoln looks down to his right where his cloths are. Outside the bubble. He taps his fingers against the side of the bubble in lazy grabbing motions. The energy dome giving no yield.
"Well, would you look at that. I seem to be blocked off from my clothes by some sort of all encompassing, indestructible energy dome. Looks like I'll just have to keep going commando sans soap until somebody figures out how to drop it." Said Lincoln sarcastically.
He pretends that the soap almost slipped. Everyone takes a step back alarmed. Lincoln smirks at Ronnie Anne. "Stealing my clothes suddenly feels pretty dang stupid now doesn't it?" She just glares.
"Wait, she stole your clothes!?" Shouts Steven. "Why?" Lincoln sighs. "Look, she's been picking on me for a week now- Don't tell our sisters, please! Unless you WANT them to become a Sisternado!"
Steven paled...but nodded. "Sisternado?" Asked a confused Ronnie.
It was at this point that Connie unintentionally noticed something and her analytical mind took over.
"Wait, how are you able to perfectly cover yourself with such a small bar of soap? That's physically impossible! Biologically speaking, We should be seeing 'something'!" she then realized what she just said and returned to being embarrassed and quite...but the damage was already done.
Lincolns triumphant smile falls away and replaced with a fluster. "Uh...you know...it's a pretty well made soap...so...plus...it's kinda dark here...under the cliff...so there's also that..." He rambled on embarrassed.
Ronnie Anne bursts out laughing in realization. "Awwww...looks like 'someone' isn't just short in height!" She teases.
"Wha?! NO! Look, I was just having a shower! It was cold! Look, I'm still wet!" He hastily defended.
Connie coughed nervously. "Um...okay. Look I know that this isn't helping...but my mom is a doctor...so I feel morally obligated to point out the possible health issues of having a- Judging by the size of that soap- 'prick' smaller than a pinkie toe; for instance-
"LA! LA! LA! LA! LA! TOO MUCH INFORMATION!" Screams Steven as he covers his ears while Ronnie is laughing even harder.
Lincoln glares at a flustered Connie. "Thank you so much for that little miss bookworm." Turns to Steven. "Way to pick them bro, easy to see why you like her!" He snaps irritably.
"WHAT!?" Shouts Connie. "DUDE! NOT COOL!" Shouts an embarrassed Steven. "YOU NOT COOL!" Retorts Lincoln.
"Oh, for the love of- Steven just give Lincoln your shirt already!" Shouts an embarrassed Connie. 'Spoilsport" Snarks Ronnie.
Lincoln quickly wraps the shirt around his waste. "Okay...so now what? Steven can you drop this?" Steven shook his head. "Sorry, no this is new." He then smiles. "But I think I know who can help!"
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BAH! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! Laughed Lars at their predicament. "Okay...starting to see why people avoid your families side of the Beach." Said an annoyed Ronnie...
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TO BE CONTINUED?
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