Okay, now this is my longest chapter, but it's done and before the second anniversary. This was almost as long as the Girl Jordan lemon. Speaking of which, how did you enjoy the lemon chapter? Was it worth the wait? It took me a while to figure out the direction of the chapter. I was free-flowing, but now I have a better sense of direction for Mollie & Shy QT. The chapters might be shorter than Girl Jordan's but be of better quality.
Now the votes are in with 19 total votes. The winner of round 4 is Cristina with 7 votes, then Haiku with 6 votes, and Karate QT with 3 votes. Sorry, Haiku fans better luck next time. Don't worry. She's crucial in this chapter. Same with Panda & Karate QT fans.
For the anniversary, I'll make a special lemon. The choices will be on the poll. They are A. double lemon with two of the remaining options. B. His sisters. C. Milfs. D. Teachers. E. Spin-off with Casagrande's characters. F. Others which are basically any minor character or recurring characters. Some of these characters may overlap, but hey, that increases their chances of having a lemon.
QOTD: Top three favorite pokemon. No legendaries because that's cheating. My three are Swampert, Ferrothron & Haxorus.
Mr. Haziq: That's why Leni is best girl. Lincoln has skills in magic, so who knows. Yes. Yes, they are.
DaleJr.88: Man, I know how you feel about authors taking a break then never going back to their stories. Now that I got the first chapter of the lemon story in. I can get them out quicker. Bumper's betrayal is going to bite him, and Lincoln is going to make sure of that. Lisa is terrifying when you think about it for a while. I've never watched RWBY, but I heard about it. Well, I have two seasons and headcanons. So this story will be here for a while. I think I can make 30+ chapters.
DJTimmer: Same here, dude. It started as a simple story, then BAM! We got here.
Dogspirit1: A black cat is better since they symbolize bad luck.
Guest(1-3): We're in the second phase of the Bumper Jr. plotline. I need to get to phase three. The issue is when because so many new ideas pop into my head. Although it increases the number of chapters, I put out so win-win(?). This story changed so dramatically. The QTs and other girls will have their moments again.
NiteOwl18: His school has psychology classes. I've checked the wiki. It's his favorite subject. Is that a reference to Falcon and the Winter Soldier? I could, but where's the fun in that? I grew up watching TD. I love the original cast, but the new ones are kinda hit or miss. Haiku has her moments in this chapter.
Aysin: I don't know why they do. Boredom, I guess. I didn't want this to be a simple catch-them-all harem story. I watched a lot of harem anime, and a lot of the girls were yuck. That's why I'm developing the girls to have actual personalities besides their attraction to MC. Yes, Lincoln with a lemon with Belle/Thicc QT. Belle will still be older than him.
DragoonKnight Agnim: I understand that it's a cartoon, but Lincoln went through a lot of shit. I haven't played any of the Fallout games, so it's hard to form an opinion. The whole time travel concept fixes a lot of problems and opens new possibilities. Dark Stella will have her moments but not right now. Again we're still in Season3. Oh, believe me, Rusty is going to get worse. You just gave me an idea for a scene with Leni later now.
Lincoln shifted and shuddered. Why was it so cold? He slowly opened his eyes. An icy landscape surrounded him as his eyes scanned the area. Lincoln looked down at his attire. Yep, still in his pajamas. This won't do. He snapped his fingers, morphing his nightclothes into a thick winter jacket, boots, a beanie, and pants. "Ah, that's better. I got to thank Lucy for teaching me how to lucid dream" He smiled as the warmth engulfed him. Lincoln roamed, wondering if he'd find something. So far, nothing but ice and snow. He stopped at a frozen ice lake. His ears twitched. Something was behind him. A baker's dozen of pillars appeared, mimicking his family in their respective colors with concerned and desperate expressions as they reached out to him. Lincoln placed his hand into his pockets and turned his back on them. He didn't have time for this. The ice sheet cracked and crumbled under his feet, revealing clear waters. Lincoln tapped his feet as tiny ripples spread throughout the immense lake. Yet, he didn't sink. That's a relief. There are a few things worse than wet socks in the cold. Chunks of ice and several streams of water emerged. The two states of matter twirled and swirled into a familiar shape. Himself. 'He' stepped in front of him. Lincoln covered his face as a monstrous howling gale appeared. A thin layer of snow covered his arms as his body shook lightly. He turned his head to look behind. The wind formed a barrier between him and his family. It soon circled around him and his double. The ice mimic offered its hand with a blank expression.
"You don't need them," He spoke. Lincoln took a step back as the breeze gilded around his neck. Don't need them? The sculpture remained its neutral expression. "After everything they've done to you," Solid ice reformed beneath them as shards grew into monuments putting more distance between Lincoln and his family. He can see some of his classmates in them. "Why should you give them anything?" Lincoln contemplated the words. Ice Lincoln's hand still remained in front of him. "Don't be a fool. Allow me to take over just like with Cristina" It cracked a tiny cruel smirk as the howls grew to deafening heights. "It shouldn't be that hard."
BEEEEP!BEEEEP!BEEEEP!BEEEP!BEEEP!
Lincoln jolted abruptly at the sound of his alarm. What the hell was that dream all about? He got up and turned it off. That's weird. Lincoln could've sworn that he set it a few minutes later. Whatever. He thought to himself. At least he'll have a head start for the bathroom and shower. Which he really needs to use right now. Lincoln swiftly grabbed his shower supplies. He softly opened his door and observed the vacant hallway. Lincoln smiled and walked. Oh yeah, the first one to the bathroom. He reached for the door handle when Lori booty-bumped him out of the way. "Seriously, Lori." He complained while rubbing his cheek. A face full of his eldest sister's buttcheeks after a weird dream is not how he wanted to start his morning. Lincoln stood up. "I was here first" There are rules for a reason. The rest of their sisters began to wake up and peeked their heads at the commotion.
"Well, I was born first," Lori retorted as easy as rain. Well, Lori, you're most likely to die first, so what's your point? She turned around, reaching for the door handle. Lincoln grabbed her hand. "What are you doing?" Lori asked, alarmed at his action.
"We're not doing this today, Lori," Lincoln growled, glaring fiercely at his sister. He shoved her aside and opened the bathroom. They gasped as Lori stumbled.
"Now you listen here-" Lori raged at Lincoln's action.
"NO, YOU LISTEN!" Lincoln shouted at Lori. The Loud sisters being dumbstruck at Lincoln would be a severe understatement. No one knows what's going on right now. Lisa, Lucy & Lynn had an inkling of what's occurring. "I'm sick and tired of you changing the rules just because you're the 'oldest,'" He mocked, her favorite go-to reason. "We all signed a contract" Lori's blood boiled at this unexpected aggression. Who does he think is? "I don't want to hear it. Frankly, I don't care," Lincoln interrupted before she could let out a single syllable. He started to strip in front of her. She grimaced at this while some of the sisters covered their eyes. "Either you let me use the bathroom as the rules stated. Or we both use it making this weird," He suggested in his undies. Lori took a step back. "Good choice. I'll see you at breakfast" Lincoln closed the door behind him. The rest of the sisters formed a line behind Lori, reflecting on what just happened.
The Loud sisters and their mother were waiting for their breakfast that's being prepared by their brother and father. "Uhhhhhhhhh. What's taking so long?" Lola groaned with a grumbling stomach. "Hurry up in there" The savory aroma of bacon and egg teased her nose.
"If you keep complaining, then you can make your own dang lunches," Lincoln shouted from the kitchen, waving his spatula. "So keep your tiara now" He went back to cooking
"I suggest you don't antagonize him," Lisa interjected. The princess stared at the scientist. "Your rude remarks and impatience are common factors why it's often the cooks who end a monarch's reign early." Lola folded her arms.
"Plus, it takes time for Lincoln and father for meals based on our unique personality," Lucy spoke up in support of Lincoln.
"I would rather Lincoln's and dad's meals over trash any day," Lana commented. Lincoln and Lynn Sr. entered with food trays giving the family their portions
"Thank you, Lucy, Lana & Lisa," Lincoln acknowledged when he got to them. "You three get extra" He used the spatula, offering them slightly larger pieces. "You can learn something from good girls like them," Lincoln commented as the three stick their tongues out at Lola
"I can be a good girl too," Lola & Lynn mumbled to themselves as Lincoln and Lynn Sr. continued to distribute their meals. The other sisters attempted to butter up Lincoln to get more food out of it. Too late. He told them. Rita whispered to her husband, wondering where Lincoln got this force from.
"I know he got it from you because it ain't from my side," Lynn Sr. responded. Rita didn't have a counter for that statement. The Louds ate their breakfast and got ready for school.
It was supposed to be a typical day at school. However, Lisa happened. What did she do today in this chapter/episode? She made a nuclear reactor that failed, causing a minor nuclear disaster. It forced Royal Woods High, middle and elementary schools to shut down a few days until experts finish cleaning up. Thankfully no one was harmed, and grateful that they got extra few days off. Some of them had tests.
Lincoln scrolled through his phone in the living room when his eyes settled on a post on his news feed. It was a community event. "Join the Ace Savvy Scavenger hunt…." He read the date. His eyes widened. It's today! Lincoln texted his friends if they wanted to go with him. They replied, yet he frowned. Clyde, Stella had to get checked out by their parents to see if they got any radiation traces. Same with Zach, but his parents wanted to know if he got mutations. Liam had to help with the farm. Rusty is helping his dad find customers at the mall while trying to flirt with some ladies. Lincoln sighed. "Looks like I'm going solo today" He got up from the couch and went to the dining room. Leni and Rita were sitting at the table having a small chat. "Hey, mom, can I go to the Savvy Scavenger hunt today?" He showed her the location.
"Ohhh, it's close to the mall," Leni commented. There's a sale on smoothies going on. The event starts in the nearby park with a list of clues and items found there. The first team to find six items wins. "Can I go to the mall"
"Sure you two can go" Rita smiled as she went and got her keys. The siblings gave each other a high five. Mission accomplished.
They arrived at the location of the event. Groups of children and teenagers chatted amongst themselves, enjoying the unexpected break. Rita found a parking spot with Leni in the passenger seat and Lincoln in the row behind them. "We're here, sweetie." Lincoln unlatched his seatbelt. "Do your best and be safe. Love you"
Lincoln blushed lightly as he exited the van. "Love you too, mom" He walked to the registration table as Leni gave her mother a sly expression.
Leni rolled down her window. She took a deep breath. "LOVE YOU TOO LINKY!" Leni shouted at the top of her lungs, surprising the crowd as some of them snickered. His blush spread across his face. He turned around with a blank expression making a heart gesture with his hands. Lincoln groaned as they drove off, satisfied at their wholesome embarrassment. He turned back around and held out his arm for a wristband after registering his name.
"No team for you?" The tall pudgy female coordinator with tanned skin wearing a crimson Ace Savvy shirt. Lincoln shook his head as she placed a black wristband on him. "It's still somewhat early. We'll find you a partner" Lincoln waited as she went through the register sheets.
"Lincoln," A familiar voice spoke to him. He turned towards and frowned.
"Renee," Lincoln replied to Renee with her hands on her hips.
"What are you doing here?" She questioned.
"Same here as you," Lincoln pointed out. "Where's your team?" He acknowledged.
"Don't have one," Renee shrugged. "And neither do you, by the looks of it" Lincoln got an idea. 'Use your enemies' Well, Renee isn't an enemy, but she did give him a black eye when his friends tried to cure his P.B.B. That hurt her chances as a romantic partner.
"How about we work together," Lincoln suggested. Renee lifted her eyebrow. Work together?
"Yeah, right," Renee scoffed at the idea. Lincoln placed his hands into his pockets. "I'm trying to win those comics or coupons for the comic store" She folded her arms.
"Fine," Lincoln stated. Renee narrowed her eyes. What did he mean by fine? "Just don't complain when my team and I win, proving that I'm the better Ace Savvy fan" He got in closer to her face as he taunted her. Lincoln struck his hand. "Do we have a deal"
She groaned. The sight of seeing him rubbing the top prizes in her face didn't sit well with her. Her pride won't allow it. Renee begrudgingly accepted his offer. "We better win or else."
"Don't worry. What if I make you an OC" Lincoln offered. Now that got her attention. "The better we do. I'll make your OC appear in the issue of my adaptation of Ace Savvy" He gave her a deceptively trustworthy grin. "Even if we lost. I'll still make it."
"Now we're talking," Renee grinned, shaking his hand. "Come on, bunny boy" Lincoln rolled his eyes as they walked to the table. "Hello, we would like to register as a team, please," Renee spoke.
"Okay, sign here, please" The same coordinator who signed up Lincoln placed a sheet down for them to write down on. She checked the number of players. "You two need one more player" She found one. "Can #24 come on the table, please?" She spoke into the megaphone. Lincoln and Renee hoped this random was someone decent. They played enough video games that randoms can be really good or really really, really trash.
"Sup, oh hey Lincoln," Becky appeared and greeted.
"Hey Becky," Lincoln smiled at the teen, grateful that it was someone that he knew.
"You two know each other," Renee asked. Albeit Lincoln does have a thing for redheads, so that shouldn't surprise in the slightest.
"She's one of my older sisters' friends," Lincoln revealed.
"We met during Lori's 'sophisticated' party at their house," Becky continued. Okay, that explains it. Renee thought. "It was a total snoozefest until Bunny boy here and his sisters liven the party" She used his head as an armrest. Does everyone call him Bunny boy? "Turns out he can make a cute Russian," Lincoln blushed. Well, that was unexpected. An older woman called him cute. Neat. Becky signed her name to join their group.
"Alright, you guys are team #6," The female coordinator told the trio. "Please wait for the announcement" The trio waited by the fountain and chatted for a few minutes. An electric screech caught everyone's attention.
"Welcome to the Ace Savvy Scavenger hunt," A young man with pale skin and dyed hair announced. "There are six items you'll have to find. Each team will have a clue where one of the items" They looked at their given index clue card. "Once you find the item. Go to the nearest Savvy Scout. They're the people in the red shirts and black shorts. They'll give you the next clue" He gestured to several people in the detailed description. "The prizes are goodie bags, gift certificates/coupons, and movie tickets," The crowd muttered. These are reasonably good prizes, especially since everyone gets a goodie bag regardless of whether they win or lose as long as they find one item. "The first one to complete gets the grand prize of a free Ace Savvy comic" Free is always good. "Does everyone understand the rules?" The crowd nodded. First come, first serve. No cheating or stealing. No violence. "You have one hour" He pulled out an air horn. "Is everyone right? Get set…" He pushed the air horn, unleashing a booming honk. Several teams sprinted to their clues. Lincoln's team took a more tactical approach. They got one of the more difficult clues.
"Put your hands in the sky when the sheriff from Texas tells you to hold them up," Becky read off the card as they scouted the area. "What do you two think?" Texas hold 'em up is a card game.
"We're for a star or something, "Renee commented. It talked about a sheriff. Texas is the Lone Star State. Wait a minute. Hands in the sky? Lincoln looked up, and something was shining in an overhead branch.
"I think I found something," Lincoln pointed out. Becky tilted her head upwards. He's right. "Becky, can you give me a boost"
"Sure, just watch the hair," Becky replied as she hoisted him on her shoulders. Lincoln grabbed the shining star.
"Got it," Lincoln told his team as she let him down. "First one down. Now let's find a Scout" They found one. She has a tall, solid build, red hair, pierced ears, and coffee brown eyes.
"That was quick," She mentioned as Lincoln handed her the star. "Here you go" The scout gave Renee the next clue.
"Take a Crazy eight out on a date," Renee read off the card. Her eyes focused on Lincoln. "Don't get your hopes up, Lincoln. Maybe after all this, I'll consider it" He shrugged while giving Becky a confused look.
"You're kinda young for me, and I have a boyfriend," Becky responded to him. Why are we even on this topic? He thought to himself. "Also, I'm pretty sure Lori will literally hang me by my entrails if I do" Yep, that sounds like Lori.
"Time is up, everyone," A Savvy Scout yelled into the megaphone. "Please make your way back here to the stage" The players congregated while Savvy Scouts reviewed the teams' performances. "The winner of the Ace Savvy Scavenger hunt is…." He pulls out a card. "TEAM 6! Please come to the stage and claim your prizes" The crowd applauded as Lincoln, Becky, and Renee made their way to the stage. They got their picture taken and claimed their prizes. Lincoln got a notification from his mother.
"You guys want to head to the food court. My mom and Leni are almost done shopping," Lincoln brought up.
"Sure, I can go for a smoothie and use this gift card," Becky agreed. The teenager and elementary students walked off to celebrate a job well done.
"To Team 6" They raised their smoothies in a toast to their victory.
"So, how are we going to divide these up?" Renee quired. Their prizes were on their table.
"I say we just eat the candy and trade like it's Halloween," Lincoln suggested. Becky slid her chocolates to him.
"Take mine. I know how coo-coo for Coco-Puff your sisters can be," Becky commented. The two shuddered while Renee sipped her fruity drink. She has no idea what's going on. "I'll trade you a Burping Burger coupon for that spa treatment gift certificate" The three trade and exchange their items until it comes to the comics. Each received their own, but who'll take home the grand prize. Ace Savvy Issue #351: Shuffle the deck. The hero had encountered betrayal by one of his allies. With assistance from an unknown person, his former friend traveled to an alternate universe where they were the ruler. Ace Savvy has to stop them from destroying the timeline. It wasn't an ultra-rare issue, yet it's challenging to get your hands on one due to its popularity.
"Rock, paper, scissors?" Lincoln calculated his odds with a balled-up fist. The girls glanced at each other. They each raised a fist.
"Rock, paper, scissors. Shoot" They spoke at once. The trio kept going until a winner was declared. They hoped they wouldn't summon a demon or strange eldritch horror with the number of ties they're racking up. Lincoln won with his trusty scissors.
"There you are, Lincoln," Rita called out to him with Leni by her side as they carried their bags to the table. "How did it go?" The Loud females took a seat.
"We got first place in record time, Mrs. Loud," Becky answered while popping a piece of spicy gum into her mouth.
"Yeah, Lincoln figured out the clues so quickly that we had like 20 minutes to kill," Renee added. Lincoln was much more intelligent than what she gave him credit for. Who knew?
"Ohhhhh, that's my little detective. I knew you could do it," Rita gushed, hugging him while giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Mom, please," Lincoln groaned with a blush on his face. A group of teens snickered at his predicament. Becky rolled her eyes at the group
"Hey, at least his mother actually loves him," Becky called out, shouting them up. "Instead of wishing that she took the abortion money or that she wanted a few extra strokes just to end up with scrubs like you," They stared at the redhead who calmly blows a bubble. "What?"
"Becky…" Leni whispered, raising one of her hands gesturing towards her friend. "Relax," Becky shrugged. She had to do it to them. They went their separate ways to enjoy their break.
Albert and Lincoln were having a grand time together in the Royal Woods Mall food court. They were chugging their slushies in a drinking contest. How many slushies can they drink until their brains froze? Lincoln was in the lead by 2 drinks. The veteran slammed his fist into the table as his chilly beverage laid siege on his brain. "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH GEEEEZ!" He grabbed the side of his head. "Jesus Christ, mini-me, how do you do it?" His grandson didn't get a single brain freeze.
"Luan always said that I have a cool head," Lincoln joked, so glad that Luan didn't hear him use one of her jokes. He'll never hear the end of it. Lincoln saw a familiar face in the distance. It was Adora. He waved at her as she waved back. She stopped and focused on the other occupant. Is that who she thinks it is? Years of combat training honed Albert's senses. Her gaze wasn't subtle at all.
"Didn't you know you liked older women?" Albert teased. Alright, it's time to see what caught his grandson's ey-hold up. He rubbed his eyes and focused on the woman. No way it's her. "Adora?!" The elderly man shouted in recognition and stood up. Adora smiled. It was him.
"Holy shit, Albert," Adora sprinted towards him. The two embraced each other as Adora effortlessly picked and twirled him around. Lincoln didn't know what was going on right now. "It's been years, you old geezer" She put him down. "How've you been."
"Finally retired from the Navy," Albert shared. He gestured towards Lincoln. "Now I'm hanging out with my grandson" Wait, grandson? Her blue eyes set on Lincoln.
"Oh now, I see it," Adora muttered. She always wondered about his white hair. Plus, they were both wearing orange. "How many grandkids you have, or is he the only one."
"I have 10 sisters, older and younger," Lincoln revealed to his trainer. "I'm the sixth child" Adora's brain had to replay what he just said.
"Pardon?!" She asked in utter bewilderment. Adora looked at Albert for confirmation. He simply nodded. Jesus fucking christ. "Your mother is a champ" She took a seat at their table. Eleven births.
"She's my daughter after all," Albert cited as he retook his seat. "What about you, Adora Borealis?" He called her by an old nickname.
"Eh, standard stuff. I graduated high school and college. I work as a trainer at the Altas Gym," Adora said as she pointed her thumb to Lincoln. "I've been helping this little guy with parkour for a few months now. He's got skill" Albert absorbed the information. She's been keeping him active. He honestly thought Lincoln stopped after the 'Well-rounded' phase his parents were going through.
"What else do you guys do?" Albert probed. Adora took a pamphlet and handed it over to him. His eyes scanned the contents. They teach several forms of martial arts. "Can you help this old man out with something"
"Sure, anything for an old friend," Adora confessed.
"The thing is the mini-me here," Albert ruffled Lincoln's hair. "Had his fortune, horoscope, or whatever the tread is that he's going to encounter some asshole." Wait fortune?! Horoscope?! He raised his hand, preventing Adora's concerned words from coming out of her mouth. "It's been over twenty years. I'm over it" She knew the story about what happened to his late wife. Shame that she never got the chance to remember her. All she knew was that she was a lovely woman. "Plus, I started dating again. See" Albert showed her a photo of him and Myrtle. Adora smiled at the picture. They both look so happy. "Basically, I want my grandson to how to defend himself."
"That shouldn't be a problem. I know a few people that can help" Adora agreed to his suggestion. "Come by the gym tomorrow, and we'll get started" Lincoln didn't know whether this was going to be really good or really bad. All he knows is that it's going to hurt. A lot.
They did what they were told to do. Albert parked out of the gym. However, Lincoln had a questioning look on his face. It was the correct address, yet this was and wasn't the same building. First things first. When did they get a statue of Atlas holding the world on his shoulders? They exited the vintage vehicle as Lincoln gazed at the massive building. It wasn't like this before. Yet, it was the same building he spent the last few months in. Now they have newly expanded sections suddenly out of nowhere. Something wasn't right. A streak of silver obscured his vision for a fraction of a nanosecond. He blinked owlishly and shook his head. What was he doing again?
Albert padded his shoulder. "Come on, we don't want to keep her waiting," The veteran spoke, walking forward. Lincoln scratched his head before shrugging. It was probably nothing. They entered inside and found her.
"Right on time," Adora grinned, "Follow me" The three went through a door leading to the outside. It felt like a small campus with walkways for bikes and roller-skating with spaces for outdoor group activities. There were several smaller buildings within considerable walking distance of each other. One of them was a food place. She claimed that the designers made it that way to get more light cardio after a workout. They arrived at Athena's & Ares Arena. Man, they're really going in on the Greco-Roman aesthetic. "Here we are" She opened the door. There's a moderate amount of people sparring or training in the red-walled building. Lincoln saw boxing, karate, a bit of wrestling, and a variety of others. He peeked at one of the walls. A collection of weapons such as staff were mounted.
"Impressive place you got here," Albert whistled.
"I know. A good number of the teachers here used to be pro or had years of practice," Adora replied. Albert nodded. Practical experience is the best. "Now let's get started," She flexed, shredding her tracksuit. AGAIN! Albert's jaw dropped at her ripped physique.
"What are they feeding you?" Albert exclaimed. He flicked on one of her abs. CLINK! Yep. Rock Solid. "Jesus"
"Before we start," Adora announced. Lincoln's face paled at her grin. "Ohhhhhhhh girls~" Two girls his age appeared before him.
"Serena, Alexandria" Lincoln asked, confused about their appearance. Alexandria wore a white gi now with a yellow belt. She recently hit a growth spurt resulting in her being taller than Lincoln. Serena stood before him in a custom black and white wrestling singlet. "What are they doing here" He questioned in slight fear.
"We're here to test your skills," Alexandria answered as she bowed.
"Plus, they asked for volunteers, and we had some free time," Serena contributed as she stretched. Lincoln didn't like where this was going.
"Ummmmmmmm Pop-Pop" Lincoln weighed his options. Albert shrugged.
"It's out of my hands," Albert replied as the two girls circled around him. "In the meantime. Me and her going to catch and discuss"
"Just don't hurt him too much," Adora teasingly ordered the girls. Their smiles did nothing to hide their malice.
"Do I have a say in this?" Lincoln questioned before uttering a tiny yelp. Someone tightly wrapped their arms around his waist. It was Serena. He turned to Adora. "I hate you," Lincoln told her before Serena took him to SUPLEX CITY!
Lincoln spent the last few minutes being used as a punching bag and exercise dummy. They claimed that we were going easy on him. Unfortunately, that's a lot of bullshit, and Liam's farm is nowhere in sight. However, there's an entirely different problem Lincoln had to endure. Lisa's studies concluded that Lincoln and Lynn Sr. had a predisposition towards dominant and/or assertive women. Therefore given Lincoln's current predicament where he's now being dominated by said women or girls in this case. One of them has similar characteristics to Ronnie Anne, his former 'romantic' partner, who is currently pinning him with support from Serena. Overall, Lincoln's mind and body are conducting a fierce battle. He's not having a fun time. But that's all about perspective.
"Can we stop" Lincoln deeply breathed. He's on the mat with his arms pinned over his head by Alexandria, who's on his torso. Serena has him in a lock, using her body as a cushion behind him. They trapped him in a grapple sandwich. "Please," He pleaded tiredly. They put him through the wringer. Alexandria's strikes were swift and precise, while Serena's raw strength emboldened her bear hugs. His body is sore. He's pretty sure they left bruises.
"Hmmmmmmmmm, I don't know," Serena cooed, tightening her grip. Adora still hasn't come back yet. Plus, they're still being monitored. "Should we"
"I think you should," One of the instructors chimed in. He has a tall, stocky build, shiny white teeth, and wide blue eyes. He knew the look on Lincoln's face right. Alexandria looked down at his face. It was coated in sweat with a mildly intense blush and an embarrassed expression. Lincoln's eyes shifted to the side, unable to look her in the eyes. She lifted her eyebrow. Is he tired or something? Karate QT got her answered when he squeaked as she slid down to his waist. Her eyes widened as she felt something behind her.
"Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh," Alexandria muttered to herself. Little Lincoln is up and awake. "Let's take a break" She got off him as Serena released her grip. The girls sat down near the mat. Lincoln laid there on the floor, contemplating his life at this moment while covering his face. The instructor consoled him telling him that it was perfectly natural and happens more commonly than he thinks.
"What happened to him" Adora reappeared with Albert seeing Lincoln on the floor. Lincoln gave her a deadpan look. The guys knew what happened and give him an understanding look. Random boners are the worst. She winced. "Soooooooo how did he do" Adora tried to redirect the mood.
"He lasted a lot longer than most students we fought," Serena offered her two cents. "Plus, he wasn't being a baby about being beaten by girls."
"That's just the story of my life," Lincoln duly replied, sitting upright.
"He's aware of his surroundings," Alexandria continued, referring to some of his dodges. That comes with living with thirteen people plus pets.
Adora took note of that. "So what's the verdict, Stephen?" The observing instructor collected his thoughts for his analysis.
"Great speed with decent awareness and reflexes," Stephen started off. "He has determination with humility as Serena stated," Okay, he knows how to take a good loss. "Also, he tries to plan out his next move but needs to be more forward and bold with his actions" He recalled some of Lincoln's hesitations which the girls took advantage of. "A bit of experience with wrestling"
"One of my sisters does Lucha Libre," Lincoln answered. Adora got some insight. Adaptable and prefers to plan out his moves. Quick on his feet. Needs more aggression in his spirit. Can take a loss. Good traits.
"I think I have some styles for you," Adora remarked. Oh no, here we go. Lincoln thought. "Muay Thai & Jiu-Jitsu are the ones we're mainly going to focus on," He gulped upon hearing those styles. They were intense and brutal forms."Lucky for you. I'm trained in both. You're already conditioned with all the parkour we did" That didn't ease his fears.
"Can I take a break at least?" Lincoln pleaded. He just got man-handled and tossed like a rag doll. "Especially my face" Lincoln lightly touched it and winced. Yep, still tender.
"Why don't one of you lasses kiss and make it better," Albert joked. Serena perked up and grinned at the idea. She gleefully went to Lincoln's side and did just that, pecking his sweaty tender cheek.
"Better?" Serena asked, still keeping her smile. Lincoln couldn't utter a response while his grandfather, Stephen & Adora gave him a thumbs-up. "I'll take it as a yes" She wiggled her eyebrows at Alexandria.
"Okay, enough of that," Adora declared. She tossed Lincoln some gloves and safety equipment. "We start in a few minutes, so you better be ready."
"Lincoln" Stephen placed his hand on Lincoln's shoulder. "Good luck, kid" He walked off.
"Good luck, good luck?" Lincoln asked in fear. He turned to Serena and Alexandria. "Is she bad?" They didn't reply, only a blank grin. Hopefully, she isn't as bad as Lynn.
You just had to jinx it.
He was wrong. OH. SO. WRONG! Lincoln could barely move a muscle as Albert carried back to the car. His lower body was jello. Anytime he moves, his body shakes. This woman was an absolute monster. She must have him kicked and punched into the triple digits claiming it was to enhance his physique and learn his body.
"See you later this week for your Jiu-Jitsu lesson" Adora cheerfully reminded him that she's going to fold him like origami. Serena and Alexandria are going to be there helping or sparring with him, albeit learning different styles. Award-winning styles like Judo and Taekwondo interested Alexandria with Kung Fu for Serena. Lord, have mercy on his young soul.
His training has been intensely interesting regarding his coaching and training partners. Adora and Albert had a history together. Her parents knew Pop-Pop when he was still in the Navy, making him somewhat of a family friend. Serena and Alexandria is a whole other story. Why? Lincoln is a healthy, growing young man experiencing the early stages of puberty. He's aware of the differences between males and females. Ten sisters and a mother helped in that endeavor. Here's a simple equation. You take Lincoln and his current development. Then you add constant physical contact with a cute girl his age. Multiply it by two. Consider that Alexandria already developed breasts. Nothing special but enough for Lincoln to take notice of it. Quite sure that's bigger than some of his older sisters...why was that thought in his mind. Curse his semi-raging hormones. Whatever. The Royal Woods Elementary students learn factors about each other. Alexandria was the one who moved into Ronnie Anne's old house after her parents amicably divorced. Her mom works for the middle school's soccer team, while her father is a math teacher. Serena can speak Mandarin due to frequent travels to China and being a devoted anime fan. Ten-Ten is among her favorite characters who, in her opinion, got done super dirty. Less screen time than a goddamn swing of all things. Also, her family are casual Buddhists, and they can call her Pandora.
The QTs learn that Lincoln is more than a cute nerd who makes comics and insane plans. He does a little bit of everything thanks to having a variety of sisters. Lincoln revealed that he's the second smartest in the house as he's the only one that didn't need tutoring. Expect that one time with Ms. Dimartino but that she was his type and makes the boys' brains go stupid. He's gotten better...mostly still got an A+ on the test. Some of his favorite hobbies were Chess and coin collecting. The chess surprised them. His mother taught him, and it was how he met Liam. Still can't beat Lisa, though, as he and his mom are tied at the moment. Maybe they should ask him for help with their homework. Although that's for another day. Technically another scene. The one after this one.
Adora told them to meet her at the Arena to see their progress. It's been a few weeks to a little over a month since they've started. She wanted to see what they could do.
"What do you girls think she'll do?" Lincoln asked after putting on his gear.
"Probably sparring or something," Alexandria responded, tightening her belt.
"Against her or each other," Serena countered. They shuddered, hoping that it was against each other. Adora found them not too long after her comment
"Right on time," Adora said. "Follow me" They followed her to a private sparring room. Albert was there too, practicing a few jabs in his blue boxing gloves.
"Pop-Pop, what are you doing here" Lincoln quizzed his grandfather, who was currently warming up.
"Adora asked me to test you youngin's mettle," Albert replied, getting a few more punches in. "You're with me in the ring" He mentioned the boxing ring. "While you girls are with Adora," They shrugged as Lincoln climbed into the ring while the girls waited for Adora to return. The amazon appeared in her obsidian & crismon top and bottom with her fists and ankles wrapped in tape. She tied her ponytail into a more professional manner to where it's barely to her shoulders.
"Is everyone ready?" Adora remarked as she put on her old UFC gloves. The children got into their stances. Lincoln had his fists up and ready. Serena lowered her body and widened her stance with her arms out to grab. Alexandria stood her ground in a front stance.
"Ready," They announced. The adults grinned. Not for all.
"Begin," Adora whispered as a bell rang. The males circled around each other. Lincoln still had his fists in defensive form. This was a simple spar to assess his skills, but as soon as Lincoln attempted to throw a jab. Albert forcibly landed a monstrous jab of his own into Lincoln's midsection. Lincoln's eyes bulged out from the impact, sending him flying out of the ring. The young girls were alarmed seeing him getting launched onto the matted floors. Adora smirked. "You still got it, Albert" Lincoln sluggishly got to his hands and knees while taking shallow breaths. Albert knocked the air out of him. He placed a hand on his aching area. That hurt a lot. Lincoln struggled to rise to his feet while raising his fists with shaking legs. Albert hopped over the rope. His grandson still has some fight in him. Time to see how much. Lincoln, Serena, and Alexandria's neck hairs stood at attention while their hearts roared and thundered. Every nerve in their system told them a simple word. Run.
Serena and Alexandria slowly stepped away as beads of sweat dripped down their faces. Albert's force of will drowned them. Their lungs struggled for slivers of air. Serena went down to her knees, staring directly at the floor with wide eyes, keeping her mouth shut like a lower-level pack member. Soon Alexandria followed, tightly gripping the fabric on her pants. Lincoln was the only one left standing, shaking and terrified. This isn't his fun-loving grandpa. This was Rear Admiral Albert Cunningham, who went to Vietnam barely an adult fresh outta high school and several tours throughout the decades. He earned his stripes in sweat and blood. Lincoln attempted to force his will, too, but it was a measly raindrop against the tsunami. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. There's only one thing to do now. Give up. Lincoln fell to his knees, readjusting his body into a seating position. The girls gave him sympathetic looks. The students were defeated, unable to throw a single strike. Adora and Albert nodded. "We'll call it early for today. Meet us at Hestia" The three nodded as they went to get changed. "You could've eased up a bit, you know?" She stated.
"No mercy," Albert smiled as she rolled her eyes. The adults put up their gear and followed the kids.
Hestia's hearth was a warm and cozy establishment made from sturdy bricks. Their menu, particularly the bread and meats, is exquisite. However, the delicious and savory meals didn't wash the bitter taste of defeat that the elementary students endured. Lincoln rubbed his sore stomach. Damn, he didn't know that Pop-Pop can punch so hard.
"Lincoln, why didn't you tell us that grandpa was a beast?" Serena complained. She bit into her chicken and tomato panini.
"He's a retired Navy veteran," Alexandria brought up, holding her cranberry juice with a meat sub by her hand. "Like what we did expect" Seriously, what the hell was that all about? "You okay there, Lincoln" She acknowledged his silence.
"I'm okay," Lincoln replied, taking a small bite out of his bacon melt. "I've never seen Pop-Pop like that before," He quietly admitted.
"Never," The girls questioned. Lincoln shook his head, taking a sip of his half and half. The subject of their conversation entered the building with Adora, who held three small bands with her hand.
"Awesome work out there," Adora congratulated them. They gave her a blank stare. What did she mean by awesome work? They couldn't do crap. She sweatdropped at their faces. "It was a vital lesson you kids should learn. When to and when not to fight."
"Take it from me. Some fights aren't worth it," Albert contributed, recalling some memories of bad engagements where squads were eliminated to the last man. "I'm not saying just rollover. Sometimes it's better not to fight at all."
"Same here; I've seen people who took martial arts. Got hurt or worse trying to prove how tough they are," Adora recanted. It was always dudes. "Plus, you're in a controlled environment with rules. Once you get outside, there are no rules." The kids gulped at her dire warning. She handed them each a red and black band with A&A in different colors. Bronze/Copper for Lincoln. Jade for Serena. Sapphire for Alexandria. "Welcome to the Arena. You've earned it" They placed them on their wrists. "There's other merchandise you can get once you progressed a bit."
"Hey, mini-me um," Albert muttered to his grandson. "Can you keep this on the down-low? Your mother and Myrtle will have a bison if they heard about this," He said in meek terror.
"Buy me some comics, then we'll talk" Lincoln considered this plea.
"Deal," The elder agreed. Anything is better than listening to whatever tirade those women had in store for him if they found out.
It's for school again. Gross. Lincoln continued his training mixed with some parkour to ease the concerns of his family and schoolmates. He told them that Pop-Pop is putting him through a boot camp-style training regiment to explain his fatigue. Albert trains Navy Seals cadets in his spare time. He's got to stay active, somehow providing a convenient explanation. Lincoln doesn't need his sister meddling again, if better yet, when they found that Pop-pop and Adora were teaching him how to fight. It'll cause another wild goose chase thinking that someone was bullying him again with Lynn targeting another innocent kid. What happened with Drew showed the results of that. He didn't need another headache. Although he thanked Albert for teaching how to increase the magnitude of his presence. Lincoln and his friends entered the cafeteria astonished at the size of the crowd near the counter.
"Oh right, it's pizza day," Zach groaned. Nothing gets elementary students more riled up than pizza, especially when they upgrade the ingredients. "Why did Johnson keep us for a few minutes?" Their eyes panned to Lincoln.
"What were you looking at me for?" Lincoln argued as they went to find a table. Stella had a determined look.
"I'm going in," Stella declared, charging into the mosh pit before getting spat out. She stood up in a daze and walked back to the table with messy hair. "I'm going to wait a bit" That crowd was thick. Lincoln analyzed the group.
"Do you still have the money on you" Lincoln calmly asked Stella.
"Um yeah," Stella answered. He opened his palm. She planned it into his hand. Lincoln put his bag down and stared at the disorganized crowd.
"Buddy, what are you doing" Clyde probed. Lincoln gave him a smile. Clyde recognized it as his planning smile. Lincoln quieted his mind and closed his eyes. He opened them in a dominating glare as a cold dynamic wave washed the crowd holding them in place.
"Jesus Christ, Loud," Mollie muttered, leaning back from the pressure. Her eyes searched for him. "Where did he go?" The group did the same. He was literally here a mere second ago.
"One hot and ready pepperoni pizza," Lincoln spoke suddenly with a plate in his hand, alarming them with his reappearance. Holy crap, he's fast. He set it down in front of Stella.
"Oh...um, thanks," Stella told him as he took a seat next to her, pulling out his lunch. Rusty grumbled. Got her lunch too. He wasn't the only one. Haiku became aware of Lincoln's...condition from Lucy. A recent event was that Lynn tried to wrestle Lincoln only for him to put her in an armbar. That did put a smile on her face. Nevertheless, she's going to get to the bottom of this.
Several days passed as Ms. Johnson was about to start class. She glanced at Lincoln's empty seat from her desk. It wasn't like him to be late for class, although he has a few minutes left. "Am I late?" His voice asked tiredly. She smiled as the bell rang for the school to begin.
"No, Lincoln, you were on ti-OH GOD HEAVENS," Agnes answered cheerfully before yelling in distress at this condition. Same with his classmates. He had some major bedhead with dull eyes as if he literally woke up a few minutes ago with a chocolate-flavored protein shake in his hand. His attire supports that claim with a plain bronze shirt( It's still technically orange) with a jet black greek symbol on it and denim jeans. She believed that it was the Alpha. But that didn't worry her. All the way down to his fingers, the entire of his right arm is covered in bandages. His smooth face had a few scrapes and scratches and a plain bandage on his face.
"What the flapjacks happened to you?" Cookie demanded, marching up to him with a furious glint in her eyes.
"I fell down some stairs," Lincoln answered. He raised his arm. "Lisa experiments exploded. I'm fine, kinda like a sunburn," He explained, opening his bottle and drinking it.
"You fell down some stairs," Cookie snarled as if she was going to believe that story. The exploding experiment she can believe but not falling down some stairs
"Yes," The male Loud answered.
"You fell down some stairs, Mr. Loud" Ms. Agnes stepped to Cookie's side
"Yes," Lincoln repeated, getting annoyed at this conversation. He tossed his empty bottle in a waste bin. "What's the problem."
"You fell down some stairs," Mollie chimed into the conversation.
"That's my story, and I'm sticking with it" Lincoln frowned as he went to take his seat. Cookie did as well maintain her glare yet held a level of worry. Ms. Johnson started class swapping her attention back and forth to Lincoln after so often.
Haiku placed her books back into her locker. Lunch/recess was together today. She spots Lincoln drinking from the water fountain. "Greeting Lincoln"
"Hey, Haiku," Lincoln replied, waving to his bandaged arm. Wait, bandaged arm? She quickened her pace and turned him around to face her. "Um, Haiku?" Lincoln questioned as her sole eye examined him. Her soft hand touched his face to get a better look. He felt a tinge of fear when she was done.
"Lincoln," Haiku asked in barely contained anger. "Who did this?" The goth tightly grabbed his hands while staring into his eyes. What was this band on his wrist? "Was it Lynn or someone else?" She demanded. He never came to school like this. His family had insane antics but caused mental distress. Now physical pain?! She's not going to stand by this. Not anymore.
"It's nothing, Haiku," Lincoln answered to the goth. "I fell down some stairs and Lisa's experiments again" God, he feels like a broken record. "I'm okay" He turned around and walked away from her. She followed him, keeping her glare. Lincoln stopped. Haiku did the same. He started walking again. She copied. Several students watched their interactions. "Oh no," Lincoln thought to himself with a sweatdrop. You would think having a goth for a little sister prepared him for this. But no. Furthermore, Haiku isn't his sister, and that she's one of the most challenging bosses a man can encounter. A determined woman that demanded answers from him. There's something he can do. Lincoln stopped in place. His legs and thighs tensed up. What is he planning? Lincoln sprinted away from her, leaving a dust cloud behind him. She coughed slightly. Curse these mortal lungs.
"You're not getting away that easily," Haiku muttered to herself. She picked up the sides of her dress, revealing stylish black kitten heels. "I just had to wear these today," Haiku sighed before chasing him. There's a gap between them, but she slowly closed it as Lincoln reduced his speed to a jog. An arm extended from the end of the hallway. The rest of the body is hidden around the corner. Lincoln's body burst with speed, grabbing the forearm. It did the same using the force of his body, turning him forward before launching him. Haiku contained her pace reaching the corner. Lincoln and his helper vanished. It's a straight line. They couldn't have gotten far. There are some of Lincoln's friends. "Excuse me, have you seen Lincoln?" She asked politely, hiding her rage. They shook their heads. "Clyde?" Haiku knows that he can't lie. Deceit, unfortunately, was Lincoln's forte. He started to sweat at her gaze then going to a fetal position
"He went that way," Clyde admitted, pointing down the hallway.
"Thank you," Haiku replied, appreciative of his help, and walked away.
"Dude, what was that" Zach exclaimed at how easy Clyde broke.
"I've made butter with more spine than you," Liam commented. That wasn't like five seconds.
"At least he's over Lori, was it" Rusty added. He could never remember Lincoln's sister. They should get name tags or something. "And I thought ladies were my weakness."
"That woman has her ways," Clyde replied hauntingly. They just shrugged at his comment.
Haiku patiently stepped through the hallway in search of a disobedient rabbit. She walked by Paige, Serena & Alexandria, who were talking at their lockers. An idea popped into her mind. The stairs aren't too far from here. Same with the art room. He's there or on his way there. The girls watched her go down the stairs.
"Hey, she's gone," Serena whispered. Lincoln's head came out of Paige's locker. He's safe for now.
"Thanks, Paige" Lincoln smiled at her thumbs up as he climbed out. He sighed. Man, that girl is persistent. "I'll you girls later" He, Alexandria and Serena fist-bumped with their wristbands in view.
The final bell rang for another day at school. The students began packing up. All Lincoln had to do was wait for his dad to pick him and his siblings up. Then he'll be home free. "Lincoln, you have a visitor," Ms. Johnson called to him. Oh crap, it's Haiku. He just had to jinx it.
"Haiku," Lincoln said, already feeling drained. He wants to go home right now.
"Lincoln," Haiku replied, walking into his classroom. His classmates were intrigued by this development. "You haven't answered my question."
He groaned. "I told you I fell down some stairs, and I'm fine" How many times is he going to say that?
"Fine, then explain your recent friendship with Alexandria and Serena," Haiku brought forward. That got them more interested.
"Seriously, dude," Rusty shouted at Lincoln. He swears Lincoln is collecting girls like Pokemon and is leaving none for the rest of them. "Is it Alexandria because she has boobs?" They stared at Rusty for his comment. Like that was the first thing on his mind.
"Do I look like Mineta?" Lincoln grumbled. He turned to Haiku. "Also, why are you interested? You ain't my wife," He emphasized.
"I have Lucy's blessings, and your mother approves of me," Haiku stated matter-of-factly. Lincoln rolled his eyes. Of course, she does. "I still feel like you're not telling me the whole truth."
"Haiku, I did," Lincoln told her, getting annoyed. "Alex, Serena, and I go to the same gym on some days. That's it"
"Hope you're not dating Alexandria, or we own Clyde twenty bucks," Rusty remarked, still feeling salty. Zach kicked his shin. Who is we? Lincoln stood confused. He's not going to even start with that.
"Besides, what I do in my spare time is none of your business," Lincoln demanded to her face. Someone was munching on popcorn. "And you can't make me" SHHHHHHH EEEEEEEE SSSSSHHHHHHH! They felt like they were watching a movie right now and reached the drama bomb. Haiku glared intensely at him while gritting her teeth. His defiance sent a furious burning throughout her body. All while he has that blank dead stare as if he's completely done with everything. Haiku never really got a good look into his eyes before. They were always shimmering shards of sapphire. Now they've become dull arctic mirrors reflecting her image. She tapped her feet. Some of the girls in the class got up. That was the signal. He heard the footsteps behind. Lincoln looked over his shoulder. Stella, Mollie, Jordan, Cookie, and Jenny. He turned back to Haiku. "You think that's enough to stop me" He alluded to the group. Honestly, he feels rather insulted. Ms. Johnson stood halting the group.
"Okay, that's enough," She ordered in her stern teacher voice. "If Lincoln doesn't want to talk. We should respect that, but I do want to chat with you, Lincoln" No response. "Lincoln?" He wasn't here. Lincoln pulled a Hounidi. Haiku's eyes widened in disbelief. Who did he get past her?! He was literally standing right in front of her. She immediately went out of the classroom while the girls followed and found him going up the stairs. He gave her a side glance and continued. They separated into two groups. Haiku, Cookie & Mollie went up the stairs while Girl Jordan, Stella, and Jenny stayed on the bottom floor.
Lincoln put up his books for the day then his ears twitched. He sighed and closed his locker door. Here we go again. Haiku, Cookie, and Mollie were right there forming a wall. Lincoln turned away from them only to find Stella, Girl Jordan, and Jenny blocking his path. He's cornered. Or so they thought. There's an open window behind Stella's group. He lunged forward, startling them before darting to the side and leaping on the top of the lockers. Lincoln jumped off, rolling on his shoulders getting behind them. He dashed.
"Get him," Cookie ordered, but he was too quick for them. Lincoln jumped out of the freaking window to their terrifying horror. He landed and rolled onto the sandpit. Lincoln got up and dusted himself off any sand before turning to the gobsmacked group and giving them a courteous bow. Lisa and Lucy found the astonished group.
"Lisa," Stella called out to her.
"Yes," Lisa answered.
"Did your brother just jump out of the window?" Mollie asked in sheer confusion.
"Affirmative," Lisa simply replied. "To be honest, this isn't his craziest stunt," She mentioned. There's more?! Lisa must place this into her report.
"And you called me crazy," Shadow Stella mocked.
"You have to pay homage to his ingenuity at least," Lucy admitted. Haiku watched him walk away. "Are you alright, Haiku?" She asked her best friend.
Haiku took a calming breath. "I'm alright; in fact, I expected him to do something drastic" Why did she had in plan?
"Ms. Johnson, why did I get a report that Lincoln jumped from the 2nd floor" Huggins fettered to his teacher in distress. She spat out her drink in absolute horror.
"HE WHAT?!" Ms. Johnson coughed. Those are one of the few phrases that a teacher never wants to hear.
"He's fine. He landed in the sandbox" Huggins consoled her thundering heart.
"Oh, thank god."That calmed her, at least for the moment.
"McBride," The principal asked Lincoln's longest friend.
"Yes, sir?" Clyde replied.
"Do you have any idea what might have caused Loud to act in such a concerning way?" Huggins calmly asked, knowing that this is a sensitive topic.
"We had a minor falling out as me, Liam, Zach, and Rusty were under the false impression that Stella was romantically interested in one of us. Lincoln told us that she wanted to be friends, but we didn't listen," Clyde explained to his teacher and principal. Liam and Zach shut Rusty's mouth when Clyde gave a copy of the 'Guy Pact' listing what occurred and the resolution. "Besides that," He said in a quiet tone. "I have no idea," Rusty grumbled to himself. Now Lincoln has girls chasing him. Just his luck.
"Man, I got sand in my shoes," Lincoln complained as he smacked one of his shoes, attempting to get all of the sand particles out at one of the outside tables. "I think that's all of it" He gave his shoe a few security shakes. Nothing came out. "There we go" Lincoln put his shoe back.
"Hello, Lincoln," Cristina greeted him softly. "Do you mind if I sit here" Lincoln warmed up to her enough to where she could sit next to him, but she didn't want to push her luck. He slid over to the side. "Did you really jump out of a window?" She asked, taking the vacant space.
"Perhaps," Lincoln replied, bringing his fingers together in thought. She giggled. The sound of an antique pipe organ and thunder caught their attention. "Of course, she brought in the Mortician Club," He muttered to himself. Lincoln turned around to face them. Fortunately for him, Lucy wasn't there, yet Evelynn was. Didn't know that she was a part of the club. Cristina tapped his shoulder. She got his attention and glanced over his shoulder. And there's the rest of them. "Guys, did you think this is a little too much-CLICK" Lincoln spoke before blankly glancing at his wrist then at Cristina. She freaking handcuffed him to her. "Cristina...what the hell" Why does she have handcuffs? He didn't expect her to be involved with Haiku's schemes. Whatever this was, nothing, he couldn't handle himself.
"Sorry about this, Lincoln" Cristina gave him an apologetic smile as their wrists were chained together.
"Excellent work, Cristina" Haiku smirked at her captured rabbit. The two groups surrounded them. Lincoln rested his cheek on his free hand with a dull look. He's so over this.
"Are we really doing this, Haiku?" Lincoln remarked. The group tightened. "Oh, we are really doing this? Alright then!" Lincoln gave them an excitedly savage grin. He held up four fingers. "You made four critical errors," He stated. What errors did she make? She had him surrounded and restrained. "One. You underestimated me," Lincoln started as waves of anxiety rushed at them. There's few more dangerous than a caged beast in their realm."Two. I'm the Man with the plan" The group took tiny steps back except Haiku as his presence grew denser. "Three. This is my daily life. This is my domain" He shouldn't have this much bravado. She thought. No way, Lincoln could escape her this time. "And four. I've been rewatching Naruto, and I'm on the Wave arc," He finished.
"What's supposed to mean?" Haiku narrowed her eyes. He raised his handcuffed arm, bringing Cristina's arm with him. His free hand changed into a half-Ram seal. Lincoln smirked. He won't dare.
"Kirigakure Jutsu," Lincoln whispered, blowing thick white steam from his mouth. It covered the immediate area until they were blind to their own hands. His glowing eyes were the only things penetrating the mist until they too vanished. The smoke expelled a few seconds later. He was gone and free from his cuffs.
"There he goes," Mollie shouted as Lincoln fled to his family car. "Let's get-oof," She suggested attempting to dash after him before tripping on the grass along with Stella and Girl Jordan. "What the…" Mollie looked behind her and down to her boots. He tied their laces together! When and how did he do that?! Cristina and Evelynn were cuffed too.
Haiku clicked her tongue before taking off her heels, leaving her feet bare. "Can one of you hold these for me, please?" She asked in tranquil fury. Jenny raised her hands. "Thank you." Ohhh, these shoes are cute. "Care to join me," Haiku offered to Cookie.
"Gladly," Cookie agreed. She's going to turn him into pudding.
"Hey girls, where's Lincoln?" Lynn Sr. asked the younger half of his daughters. His only son wasn't with them.
"Oh, there he is, and he's yelling something," Luna responded at the upcoming image of her brother. She narrowed her eyes, attempting to decipher his words. "He's saying, 'Dad start the car. Dad, start the car.'" Why would he need to start the car? He just got here. The patriarch viewed what's behind his son. Oh no. Lincoln's being chased by not one but TWO girls. They don't look happy. The one with brown hair is gaining on him as she has her outstretched hand ready to grab him.
"Girls, open the windows and make room," Lynn Sr. panicked. Luna opened her window, allowing Lincoln through the window. He landed on her, Luan, and Leni's laps. He breathed heavily and sweated as he scrambled to bring up the window.
"Dude, what happened-JESUS!" Luna asked before Cookie slammed her enraged face at the window with a feral foaming mouth frightening the rockstar. Her gaze was solely on Lincoln. Luan locked the door. A polite knock was on Leni's passenger window. It was Haiku.
"Excuse me, can I speak to your son in private, please?" Haiku asked while maintaining her elegant demeanor as she gripped the skirt of her dress. Lynn Sr. peaked at his rearview mirror as Lincoln shook his head, blinking in morse code. Don't please
"Another time because I um need him for a thing. Bye," Lynn Sr. answered before speeding off, leaving the girls behind. The two sat on the steps near the school's entrance. Their group found them and returned their stuff, and waited with them. Haiku had a blank face with her overlapping each other, obscuring her mouth. She's processing what just happened. Lincoln evaded and thwarted every single attempt she made. Furthermore, it wasn't even an issue for him. He's right. She did underestimate him. Now it wasn't time to think as her father arrived.
"Hey, honey," He greeted his daughter. Her father held a sophisticated, gentle aura with shiny crow hair. His hazel eyes saw her face. "Is everything okay"
"I'm fine, father," Haiku stated. He started to drive.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He gently asked.
"Not right now," She replied. He accepted her wishes and continued to journey home.
Now, this was the fancy side of town. Their lavender house had an impressive lawn and backyard with countless flowers and herbs in their gardens. Whoever did the garden was an expert. They walked on the stone pathway leading to the front door and entered. The home had a mystic air of grace. Her mother, along with Maggie and her mother, was at the dining table with cups of tea in their hands
"Hello, darling," Her mother sweetly greeted. "Shall I interest you in a cup of lavender tea"
"Hello, mother and auntie. Yes, please," Haiku thanked. She needed to calm down and soothe her soul. "I'll be in my room" Haiku walked up the stairs.
"Did something happen, my dear?" She asked her husband aware of her daughter's sour mood.
"She said that she didn't want to talk about it" He shrugged. "What do you think?" The women shared a look.
"It's a boy," They said in unison. They know that look on her face
"Really?" He raised a brow.
"Call it a woman's intuition," Maggie's mother replied.
"THE AUDACITY OF THAT BOY!" Haiku shouted furiously from her upstairs room. They can hear her stomping as she ranted about a Lincoln Loud and how'll she bind him to her service. That boy must be special to her if he invokes that type of reaction out of her.
"Maggie will you be a dear and take this to her" Haiku's mother held a warm cup of tea on top of a tiny plate with a few biscuits.
"Okay, auntie," Maggie blankly replied, taking the items from her. The teen walked up the stairs to Haiku's door. Man, she's still raging. "Hey, Ku, it's me," She spoke as the elementary student opened the door for her. Maggie entered. Haiku's room was purple with traces of blue, pink, and black. A variety of stickers and small charms decorated the room with a bookshelf and a desk. "Drink this" She handed the cup to the goth. The warm, soothing drink slightly calmed her. Maggie sat on her bed with her. "So, what's up? It's not like you be like this," The emo asked. Haiku recanted her tale for the day, pacing around her room. Maggie didn't say a word as she just listened.
"And he had the nerve to tell me that it's none of my business," Haiku fumed. Why was he so adorably frustrating? "And that I can't make him since that I'm not his wife? Can you believe that" She groaned in irritation.
"He's not wrong," Maggie declared. It stopped Haiku in her place. "Lincoln already has to deal with ten sisters, so he has almost no free time to himself," She continued at her analysis. "Like he said, you're not his 'wife' or anything, so you have no right to intrude into his personal life" Maggie bit into a biscuit. "Is he hurting anyone? No. Is he in imminent danger? He already told you what happened. If he doesn't want to tell you, then that's on him. It sucks, but you have to accept it sometimes." She got up from the bed and hugged the goth. "I can tell you care about him a lot. But being this pushy will make him push back." Maggie looked into Haiku's teary eye. "Maybe this is something he wants to do himself. Boys can be like that, sometimes wanting to prove to themselves. Still let him come on his terms" She gave her a smile. "Okay, Ku"
"Okay," Haiku whispered. The events of the day replayed in her mind. She violated his boundaries, plotted against him while using his friends and classmates, and chasing him twice in the same. She gasped, "I must apologize," Haiku released herself from Maggie's hug. "This calls for a grand gesture. I shall prepare a script."
"You know a simple, sincere apology can work too, right" Maggie replied. Why must she be so dramatic?
"Oh please, where's the fun in that" Haiku blew a raspberry, dismissive of lack of drama before going to her desk. She has to get started.
"You want to smooch him, don't you, little weirdo" Maggie teased with a smirk before Haiku threw a book of rituals at her face. She groaned and grunted at the impact, covering her aching nose. "That wasn't a no" Maggie maintained her grin right as Haiku tackled her.
Today's the day. It was a difficult task to maintain her distance away from Lincoln and keeping Lucy in the dark. Yet, it must be done. She knocked on the front door, knowing to avoid the faulty doorbell. His mother answered. Haiku gulped, fully aware of a mother's wrath, especially since she was the one who thought it was a bright idea to chase her only son twice and put handcuffs on him. The only reason why the warning of messing with a man's daughter is a horrible idea is there are enough survivors to tell the tale. Harming a woman's son. Now that's a death sentence.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Loud, is Lincoln home," Haiku requested as respectfully as she could with the Morticians club and Maggie as support.
"Lincoln, you have a guest," Rita shouted. Okay, so far, so good. Haiku remains in her good graces.
"He left like 20 minutes ago," Lori shouted back an answer. Haiku's shoulders slumped. She thought he was here today.
"My apologies, can you tell Lincoln I was here," Haiku asked.
"Haiku," Lincoln interjected with Lola and Lana. They had ice cream in their hands. "What are you doing here?" The twins growled at her.
"Well, I was trying to…." Haiku replied before gasping. He's here. "LINCOLN?!" They pushed him and the twins inside the house. Rita, Lola & Lana gazed at Lincoln, who shrugged. He has no idea what's going on with Haiku this week. Another set of knocks came from their front door. Lincoln answered it since she was here for him. Haiku stood under the 'rain' as her mascara ran down her face. "Lincoln, my dear...I am so sorry" She sent in a dramatically remorseful tone with a hand on her chest as a piano played in the background.
"Okay...I forgive you," Lincoln stated, being several stages of confusion.
"Oh…" Haiku mouthed as the rain fell as several grunts and groans could be heard from the fallen clubmates. That was easy. Maggie had a smug look on her face saying, 'I told you so.'
"You want to come inside? We have cookies," Lincoln offered. She can smell the freshly baked chocolate cookies.
"I would like that" Haiku smiled as she took his offer. The rest of the club started to leave. Their oath was fulfilled.
"Didn't you guys hear me?" Lincoln responded, stopping them. "Come inside. We have cookies" He gestured to the living room. Oh, right old school vampire rules. "Please enter my home for refreshments" They thanked him for his welcoming invitation. Lucy was right. He was an altruist and friendly individual. Maggie was the only last one. He sweated slightly since he almost ruined her birthday. "Oh hey, Maggie," Lincoln stammered, hoping that she got over it.
"Sup," Maggie replied with folded arms as she walked into the dining room. She'll ignore that he took a look at her chest. At least he looked at her face first and made a cute mime. Also that she's still taller than him. He's got time to grow. Hopefully, puberty doesn't hit him as hurt as it did to her in middle school. She went from an A to a D. Maybe Haiku & Lynn won't mind if she teased a bit every so often. Middle school can be a harrowing experience. All the crap he and his family goes through. It'll liven things up.
"Oh Maggie," Luan greeted, exiting the kitchen. The emo nearly choked on her cookie.
"Oh hey, Luan," Maggie smiled in a more high-pitched voice at the comedian with rosy cheeks. Yep, she's crushing. Lincoln went to the couch as Maggie, Evelynn, and the Morticians club enjoyed the cookies. He turned on the television.
"Hey Lucy, Vampires of Melancholia is on," Lincoln yelled. The mention of the show summoned her, Leni and Lori, Evelynn, Haiku Maggie, and the Morticians club to the living room. Evelynn and Haiku took the chance to sit at Lincoln's side. Lucy gave Haiku a thumbs-up.
"I'm back" Lynn entered the home a few minutes later. Man, is Dracula in town? "Aw, what, you guys had cookies without me?!" She complained after sniffing the air. Lincoln tossed her one. "Thank you" Lynn bit it whole. She raised her brow that the busty emo leaning over the back of the couch slightly behind the right of Lincoln. "Hey, you're that Maggie girl, right."
"Yep, why?" Maggie spoke.
"Aren't you a little old for clowns?" Lynn pointed out. Who has clowns for their birthdays anymore? Lincoln, Haiku, Maggie, and Luan glanced at each other.
"First of all, it was mimes," Luan corrected her. Lynn shrugged. She didn't care for the distinction. "And what do you mean."
"Isn't she like fifteen or something?" Lynn quizzed her siblings. She has to be a teenager or something with a body like that.
"She's younger than you, Lynn," Lincoln clarified. Younger than you, Lynn.
"Huh?" Lynn squeaked out with a flat tone.
"Yeah, it was for her thirteenth birthday party," Luan answered. Lynn had a blank look with an empty smile. The words replayed in her mind. Younger than you. Thirteenth birthday party. Maggie was taller than her and had a curvier figure while she's short now that Lincoln gained some height on her and a rectangle.
"If you can, excuse me, I'm going to scream in the corner over there," Lynn notified the group as her revelation of the information presented to her with a shaky smile.
"Was it something I said?" Lincoln whispered to Luan as they watched Lynn walk away.
"WHY GOD?! WWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYY!" Lynn bawled at the top of her lungs.
"No, Lincoln."Luan placed a hand on Lincoln's shoulder. "The realization of how cruel reality is comes sooner or later." They continued to watch the program until the credits rolled.
"Thank you for having us," Haiku remarked on her friend's behalf. "Once, I am sorry."
"It's okay, Haiku," Lincoln replied. He got an idea. Lincoln opened his arms wide and tilted his head. Haiku smiled as she reciprocated his offer and wrapped her arms around him. His back and arms were much firmer the last time she embraced him. "I'll see you at school," He said.
"Likewise," Haiku hummed, holding him a bit tighter.
"Ahem," Someone cleared their throat. Their respective groups had mischievous grins on their faces. Lucy captured this moment in her scrapbook. "Come on, Haiku, I'll get you guys home," Maggie smirked. The pair blushed before letting go of each other. Haiku followed Maggie before giving Lincoln a small wave. He smiled back and waved before closing the door.
Fun Fact: Cunningham is a clan in Scotland. It means rabbit home. Yep. I went there. I regret nothing at all.
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