Thursday was very eventful for Lincoln. The group returned the following day to see that the old hideout had been a little transformed. It was beginning to resemble a lab/war room. Lisa explained the box from yesterday was a portable lab she invented and took with her whenever she was away from her primary lab. Lisa then explained the lab still needs time to adapt to its surroundings and become 100% fully functional. Deciding to check back during the weekend, everyone left, and Lincoln and Lisa headed home. Shortly after getting home, they got a call from Lori. The call reminded Lincoln of Ronnie Anne's senior prom this Friday. Lincoln completely forgot about Ronnie Anne's prom being a week after his and realized he was utterly unprepared. His suit was still damaged from the fight on his prom, and there was no time to get Leni to fix it since she had left for a fashion show with Carlota. Lincoln also had no vehicle since Vanzilla was being used by his parents and Lucy. Even if he could, he didn't want to embarrass Ronnie Anne by showing up in it.

"Dang, it,"

"Lincoln, remember you can just manipulate your external nanites to form a new tuxedo," Lisa reminded

"Right, thanks, but it doesn't help my ride options; I don't even have enough to rent a limousine for an hour,"

"Fear not; I already have a solution,"

"I'm not taking Camperzilla," Lincoln said.

"Okay, then this might require more drastic measures," said Lisa, her glasses gaining a bit of a gleam after she said this.

"drastic measures?"

"I've been theorizing the upper limits of your ability to create constructs with your nanites, and I believe what I programmed into your suit barely scratches the surface,"

"You're saying you think I can create vehicles?"

"Well, it's just a theory for now, but come to my bunker tonight,"

After dinner, Lincoln headed to Lisa's bunker, where she was waiting with Todd. Lisa was finishing something on her computer when Lincoln approached her.

"Hey, sis, what's this?"

"Just a few vehicle designs I was working on when upgrading the suit," Lisa explained. "Watch, please,"

Lincoln handed over his watch, and Lisa plugged it into her computer. Pressing a button, something uploaded into the watch before Lisa unplugged Lincoln's watch and returned it to him. Checking his HUD screen, Lincoln saw he had a folder titled Vehicles. Inside were files of multiple vehicle blueprints detailing every aspect, part, and instruction on which function goes where.

"Wow,"

"Don't be impressed just yet; we still need to make sure it works,"

"We're going to need space to practice it too,"

"Already taken care of,"

Pressing a button on her keyboard, everyone watches Lisa's computer disappear, revealing a secret passway/elevator behind it. Stepping in, the trio descended deeper and deeper underground until the elevator stopped. Stepping out to Lincoln's shock, they stepped into a giant race track the size of half the neighborhood.

"Lisa, what is this?"

"It's a giant race track that Lily and I built last Summer,"

"How? Why? When? And again, why?"

"Well, we tunneled underneath my bunker until we found this cavern and decided to turn it into a race track," Lisa explained. "As to why, well, Lily and I each ate about two dozen of Father's chocolate-covered espresso beans, and by the time we were halfway through, it became something we had to finish," Lisa finished in a deadpan voice.

Lincoln rolled his eyes, knowing the destructive duo his two youngest siblings had become.

"Okay, what first?"

"Select a vehicle and let the suit do the work,"

Lincoln nodded before suiting up; scrolling through the folder, he stopped on a design and selected it. Sticking his hands out, Lincoln began projecting his nanites outward, creating a cloud that started to grow. The process was putting a strain on Lincoln as he was being drained of energy.

"Lincoln, are you okay?"

"I'm fine,"

When enough nanites were extracted, the cloud formed until it transformed into a black and orange Bugatti Chiron sports car. Lisa was beyond excited, admiring the car; Lincoln was still catching his breath as he removed his suit.

"Success," cheered Lisa.

"Yeah, man, I dropped to 50%,"

"Best we only work on one,"

Lisa and Lincoln walked over to examine the car, and everything seemed to be assembled appropriately, to Lisa's delight. Lisa did take note of the digital circuitry showing in the orange parts.

"Fascinating, it's the same thing on Lincoln's cape and his weapons; perhaps this is a byproduct of being constructed by nanites,"

"So what do we do now?" asked Lincoln.

"For now, Todd, analyze, please,"

Todd then rolled to the car and began scanning it, looking for flaws in the system or the nanites. As Todd continued his analysis, a thought ran through Lincoln's head.

"Don't you think we should've asked Lana to help? She knows cars better than anyone,"

"This might be a little out of her expertise,"

Todd finished his scan and concluded that the car was 100% operational and ready for test driving.

"Okay, Lincoln, time to test it,"

"Wait, can it even run? What's powering it,"

"I believe your bio-electric energy is, whenever your nanites detach from you, they take a little to power it. But luckily, it can be charged by regular electricity," Lisa explained.

Lisa and Todd then relocated to a booth off-track while Lincoln went to the car; getting inside the car, Lincoln had an immediate sense of familiarity.

"Guess because the car was made from my nanites, it feels like it is still part of me,"

Pressing the push button to activate the engine, Lincoln shifted into drive; despite being his first time, everything felt natural, the movement, the turns; it was as if he's been driving this car for years. Knowing the vehicle was not fully charged, Lincoln stopped after a few laps and parked it near the booth.

"Excellent, it appears to operate properly,"

"It handles like a dream," Lincoln commented. "So what now? He added.

"Now you head upstairs, I've got a few modifications to make,"

"Okay, good night, Lisa,"

Lincoln left Lisa as she and Todd began to prepare their modification to improve the car. The following day, Lincoln was awakened by a revving engine and the rest of the house. Everyone rushed out to see an unknown car in the driveway behind Vanzilla.

"Where the ding dang heck did that come from?" asked Lynn Sr.

"Would you believe me if I said that car came from me?" Lincoln said.

Everyone turned to Lincoln, who looked slightly embarrassed, but his parents and sisters looked confused.

"Lincoln, what are you talking about?"

"Last night, Lisa and I tested just how far my nanite constructs can go, and we made that,"

"Affirmative male sibling," said Lisa, walking down the stairs. "The car is 100% operational and ready to go, Todd; you can stop the engine,"

The engine immediately stopped, and Todd stepped out before calling Lincoln.

"Hey, Lincoln, mind if I borrow the car next Friday?"

"After the speeding ticket you got," said Lisa.

"Let it go, Lisa…let it go," said Todd, rolling away.

"As impressive as this is, son, why?" Lynn Sr. asked.

"Lori called last night and reminded me Ronnie Anne's senior prom is tonight, so I wanted to pick her up in something nice, especially after she told me Ronnie Anne was considering not going,"

"Sweetie, I understand you want to make Ronnie Anne's prom a wonderful experience, but is that even safe for you or her?"

"Affirmative, thanks to my modifications; I've added the best auto security system I created, and I've added a tracking system that allows Lincoln to track it with his watch and vice versa with its newly installed autopilot," Lisa boasted. "Plus, the tires can now adapt to any kind of terrain, even off-road,"

"I can't wait to drive this to school,"

"Son, how do you plan on explaining showing up in a sports car,"

"Simple, I'll just say it was a graduation gift from Angus; I'm sure he wouldn't mind covering for me,"

…Later…

After breakfast, Lynn Sr. took everyone except Lincoln to school and work. Lincoln eagerly jumped into his car and took off. At the school, Stella and the others were waiting for Lincoln; they wanted to talk to him before class started because they knew they wouldn't see him until lunch. Suddenly, Tony pulled up in his car and made his way to Stella, only to be blocked by the guys.

"I suggest you idiots get out of my way," Tony threatened.

"Unless you want to lose the teeth that Lincoln didn't knock out, I think you're the one who needs to leave," threatened Clyde.

"You threatening me, you little!"

Suddenly, an orange and black car pulled up next to Tony's car, making his car look old in comparison. Everyone was shocked when Lincoln stepped out of the vehicle. Tony became irate seeing Lincoln's car look better than his.

"How did a lower middle-class loser like you get a car like that?"

"Graduation gift," Lincoln replied.

Tony became annoyed as he walked off before telling Stella.

"You might want to reconsider what we talked about,"

"Not now, not ever will I ever get back with a scumbag like you,"

"We'll see," he mumbled while walking off.

"Seriously, dawg, how did you get that sweet ride?"

"My nanites,"

Everyone looked at Lincoln and the car with disbelief after learning what that car was made of.

"I'll explain later,"

During lunch, Lincoln explained last night how he had created the car. After he was done, Rusty immediately asked Lincoln to make a car for him. Lincoln quickly refused, citing how difficult it was to build a car. After school, Lincoln headed to his car only to find a long key scratch on the driver's side, down to the passenger side.

"I just know that bastard Tony did that," said Stella, noticing his car was gone,"

"Most likely, but unfortunately for him, Lisa installed hidden cameras in the car, and they have audio that is uploaded to The Loud Cloud,"

Lincoln then pulled up his phone and accessed The Loud Cloud; searching through the files, Lincoln found the file he needed, a video of Tony walking past the driver's side, before saying, "This is what you get for thinking you're better than me Loud," and the sound of a car door being scratched, before he drove off.

"That jerk won't get away with this," said Clyde.

"No, he won't,"

Lincoln then took pictures of the damage, attached them to an email and the video of Tony's crime, and sent it.

"Dude, what did you just do?" asked Zach.

"You'll see; in the meantime, I gotta get ready to meet Ronnie Anne,"

Lincoln immediately drove home and went to work, getting ready. Lincoln was ready to go within an hour after cleaning up and morphing his Apex suit into a black tuxedo with an orange lining.

"Looking sharp, Mr Loud,"

Lincoln headed downstairs and said goodnight to everyone before leaving. Heading to his car, Lincoln saw the nanites had already repaired the scratch. Lynn Sr. and Rita watched as Lincoln drove off, hoping he had a better time than before. Suddenly, the phone rang, but Lucy quickly answered it.

"Mother, father, there's a man on the other line; he says he's a lawyer,"

Great Lake City

Ronnie Anne was sitting in her room in her usual, I-don't-have-anything-to-do attire: a pair of purple and white shorts, a black tank top, and her hair tied up in a bun. Sitting on her bed, she was ready to binge-watch Adios Ana, Adios on her laptop. While Ronnie Anne was at peace, this wasn't how she wanted to spend her Friday night, let alone her senior prom night at Cesar Chavez Academy. But, considering everything that happened in the past week, Ronnie Anne wasn't as excited as she had been before; she didn't want to pressure Lincoln, considering what he'd been through. But Ronnie Anne was happy to hear that Laird asked Nikki out, and she accepted. Before Ronnie Anne could press play, Lori rushed into her room.

"What the heck, Lori? We agreed you wouldn't bust into my room like that!"

"Sorry, but what are you doing sitting here? Lincoln will be here in 30 minutes to take you to the prom,"

"What?"

"He's coming to pick you up,"

"Lori, did you remind him of my prom when I asked you not to?" Ronnie Anne asked while pinching the bridge of her nose.

"C'mon, you two deserve to have a nice prom without some pig ruining it,"

"Look, I appreciate you looking out for us, but you forgot a huge factor: I don't have a dress; my dress got ruined during the fight at Lincoln's prom. And I didn't ask Carlota to fix it or make me a new dress because I told her I wasn't going,"

"Don't worry, I'm sure one of my dresses can work," Lori assured.

"No offense to you, Lori, and your dresses; I'll be bursting at the back and front in no time,"

"We'll figure something out, but for now, let's get you cleaned up and your makeup done,"

Lori grabbed Ronnie Anne out of her room and to the bathroom; Ronnie Anne knew there was no way out.

…Later…

Lincoln arrived and parked outside The Mercado, greeting Bobby, who informed him that he and Lori were going out to an overnight event at Fairway. Giving Lincoln his key, Bobby waves as Lincoln heads out of the bodega and upstairs. Reaching the apartments, Lincoln heard moaning that sounded like Ronnie Anne.

"See, I told you it wouldn't fit!"

"Let's just try another one,"

Slipping in, Lincoln watched as Ronnie Anne removed the dress Lori had given her and stood in the living room in her underwear unnoticed. Lori's dresses were very stylish, as they were Lenota originals, but they weren't tailored to girls with Ronnie Anne's figure. Even dresses that Rosa, Frieda, and Maria left out in case Ronnie Anne changed her mind didn't fit.

"Lori, this isn't working; Leni made these dresses for your figure."

"There has to be something we can do,"

"Let's just skip it; besides, the dress is not the only problem,"

"What's the other?"

"Well, Transportation," Ronnie Anne replied, trying not to sound shallow.

Lori sighed while understanding. "Oh, I get it; it would be embarrassing to show up in Vanzilla for your prom,"

"I don't want to get into it with Becky and Dodge over some stupid comment they make, and I lend my car to my mom,'

"Well, luckily for you, too, I have a solution for both problems,"

Lori and Ronnie Anne both jumped but quickly calmed down when they realized it was Lincoln.

"Geez, Lincoln, have you ever heard of knocking before entering?!" berated Lori, causing Ronnie Anne to roll her eyes.

"Not bad, Lame-O; you clean up pretty well in that suit,"

Thanks, Ronnie Anne,"

"Hold on, Lincoln, how do you expect to help?" questioned Lori.

"Simple, I can make her a dress out of my nanites, just like my suit,"

"I don't know, that doesn't sound safe," cautioned Lori.

"It'll be fine, but I'll only do it if Ronnie Anne wants to,"

"I'm gamed,"

"Okay, I'll get started,"

"Wait, don't you need her measurements?" asked Lori.

"I already have them,"

"How is that possible?"

"Leni taught me. Remember when Lindsay Sweetwater "accidentally" ruined Lola's pageant dress, and Lana and I had to slap something together to help her win?"

"Right, I remember now,"

"Good, now stand back and watch me work,"

Lincoln began focusing, remembering how Lisa encouraged him to practice his nanite constructs without using the suit. Getting an image of the perfect dress for Ronnie Anne, Lincoln began projecting his nanites at Ronnie Anne, covering her from the neck down in a nanite cloud. Suddenly, the nanites turned into a form-fitting halter-style black and purple dress that showed off her shoulders and cleavage, with a rose choker and a purple rose pattern on the inside of her skirt. The front of the skirt is mid-thigh length, while the back reaches below her knees. She also wears a pair of black thigh-high boots. Ronnie Anne and Lori were in disbelief at how amazing the dress was and how well it complemented Ronnie Anne's figure.

"Lincoln, how did you conjure up that outfit? It's so stylish, like something Leni would make," asked Lori.

"When you're the only boy in the house full of ten sisters, you pick up a thing or two,"

"I'll say, this dress really shows off my boobs and butt," flirted Ronnie Anne.

"What can I say? I've come a long way since my girl guru days," Lincoln teased.

"And these two complain about Bobby and me being all mushy," Lori groans while thinking. "Okay, time to get your makeup done; Lincoln, wait downstairs; no nanites altering her face."

…Later…

Heading downstairs to wait, Lincoln showed his new car to Bobby, who was instantly impressed. Moments later, Lori came downstairs and presented a fully ready Ronnie Anne. She wore black and purple lipstick, dark purple eyeshadow and blush, and her hair tied up in an elegant bun; combined with the dress, Ronnie Anne was a knockout. Even Lincoln couldn't help but blush, making Ronnie Anne blush.

"Shouldn't you lovebirds get going? You two are already an hour late, and Lincoln, where did you get this car?" Asked Lori.

"My nanites,"

Lincoln and Ronnie Anne got into the car, and they drove off. Ronnie Anne was still admiring her new dress.

"Wow, Linc, this dress feels amazing, especially around my boobs and butt."

"I'd be a bad boyfriend if I didn't know what my girlfriend likes,"

Lincoln and Ronnie Anne smiled at each other as they drove off to the prom.

Cesar Chavez Academy

Everyone was already inside having a blast, although Sid was a little bummed Ronnie Anne wasn't there while she sat at a table with Sameer and Casey. Sid did get a lot of joy seeing Nikki and Laird dancing together. However, she soon noticed Ronnie Anne, and Lincoln walking in. Sid was overjoyed as she called them to the table. Sitting down, they began talking about different things, from what changed Ronnie Anne's mind to Sameer and Casey thanking Lincoln for what he did for Nikki. Between the conversations, Lincoln and Ronnie Anne would get on the dance floor and dance while Sid took turns dancing with Sameer and Casey. Even Dodge and Becky were having a fun time. When the party ended, it was time to pick the prom king and queen. To everyone's shock and delight, Laird and Nikki are chosen. As everyone watches as the newly christened prom king and queen dance, Ronnie Anne can't help but feel happy, feeling this was another step in assisting Nikki to get over Tony. By 11:30, it was time to go; Lincoln and Ronnie Anne drove home, talking about their extraordinary time.

"I guess Lori was right about us going; it was a lot of fun,"

"Yeah, but don't ever let her know you said that out loud," joked Lincoln.

The couple laughed as they continued heading back to the apartments. Ronnie Anne was still joyful; tonight was terrific, and she knew she wanted more.

"Hey, Linc, mind if I make myself a little more comfortable?"

"Sure,"

Ronnie Anne removed her dress, followed by her underwear; she tossed everything on the floor under the passenger side dashboard. Lincoln tried to focus on his driving, but Ronnie Anne was not making it easy for him.

"Oh no, my clothes disappeared; I sure hope a certain Lame-O doesn't decide to take me somewhere private and have his way with me," teased Ronnie Anne.

"C'mon Ronnie Anne, we really shouldn't,"

"Oh c'mon yourself, you know if that jerk hadn't ruined the night, you and I would have done it in the back of Vanzilla, and besides, tonight is a safe, so we don't even need condoms,"

"So why don't we just go to your room?"

"Are you kidding? My family might be on an overnight trip, but I don't need Sergio flying in on us again," Ronnie Anne pointed out. "Besides, look how horny I am; you can't deny ending this night with a bang,"

"That ole Casagrande Heat acting up again?"

"Oh yeah,"

Lincoln took a deep breath as he drove to a new location, much to Ronnie Anne's delight. In a few minutes, they were outside the city in an area between Great Lake City and Fairway. Once they knew no one would see them, Lincoln took his car seat back before Ronnie Anne climbed on top of him. Lincoln pressed a button on his watch to make his suit retract into the watch, leaving him just as naked as Ronnie Anne. The couple immediately started making out, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. Lincoln's hands immediately grabbed Ronnie Anne's rear, causing her to moan into his mouth. Ronnie Anne became more aggressive as she pressed her chest harder against his.

"Now, this is how you end an awesome night," thought Ronnie Anne.

Lincoln continued groping Ronnie Anne's ass cheeks, spreading them apart, then releasing them, letting them clap together.

Ronnie Anne giggled each time her cheeks slapped together. Breaking their kiss, Ronnie Anne moved up a little, offering her breasts to Lincoln. Moving his hands from Ronnie Anne's ass, Lincoln began massaging her boobs, using his thumbs to play with her nipples.

"Oh, keep doing that, Linky,"

Lincoln did just that as he took it up a notch by inhaling her nipples. Ronnie Anne moaned louder as she pushed her breasts harder into Lincoln's face while his hands went back to playing with her ass. This really aroused Ronnie Anne as she lifted her lower half. Reaching in, Ronnie Anne grabbed hold of Lincoln's cock, holding it in place before lowering herself down on it, wanting to tease him a bit; she rubbed the head of his cock against her outer lips before taking it all in at once. Lincoln moaned as he sucked harder on Ronnie Anne's nipples. Ronnie Anne began bouncing hard on Lincoln while he thrusts upward.

"Yes, harder, harder, Lincoln," cried Ronnie Anne.

Lincoln gave Ronnie Anne precisely what she wanted, giving her harder thrusts. Eventually, they reached their end, and they came, slamming into each other as they rode out their orgasms before collapsing. The couple held each other as they caught their breaths.

"Now that's how you end a great night," cooed Ronnie Anne.

"I agree,"

"So, ready for round 2?" she flirted.

…Later…

After many more rounds, Lincoln's car dropped a delighted Ronnie Anne off at her apartment via autopilot at 1:30, as Lincoln was asleep and just as satisfied in the driver's seat.

"Thanks for a great night; love you, Lame-O," Ronnie Anne said, getting out of the car fully clothed again.

Ronnie Anne watched as the car took Lincoln home and was ready to get some sleep and tell Sid the juicy details later. As Ronnie Anne opened the door to her building, she was taking my surprise when a gang of alley cats came running out and got scratched by one of them.

"Ow, stupid cats!!" Said Ronnie Anne, seeing the bleeding scratch mark on the back of her hand. "So much for the perfect night, I'd better clean this fast,"

Ronnie Anne rushed upstairs to clean her wound; walking in, she was immediately greeted by Sergio, who had a smug expression on his beak.

"Well…well, look who's back from a night on the town with her white hair stallion," joked Sergio.

"Not now, Sergio! I got a scratch I need to clean,"

"What scratch?"

"This…one?" Said Ronnie Anne, seeing her scratch was gone. "That can't be… unless!!"

Ronnie Anne ran to the bathroom, grabbing one of Rosa's sewing needles. Standing in the bathroom mirror, Ronnie Anne readies herself for what she is about to do.

"Okay, Ronnie Anne, just a little prick, that's all,"

Ronnie Anne then poked herself with the needle, giving herself a noticeable puncture wound; however, almost instantly, she saw the wound close up.

"Uh-oh,"

End Of Ch. 5

Author's notes

Sorry if the sex scene was too short, but there's only so much you can do in a car with no backseat.