It has been over a week since the Incident with Sam took place. Every member of the Loud house was on high alert, always looking past their shoulder, expecting that any moment a police squad or worse a mob would jump them. Lisa, who decided to keep her pregnancy secret for now, had prepared their means of escape, need it be, while Lola already set them up with fake ID's from one of her many contacts. And in case the worst comes to worst, Lori made sure to reread all the laws regarding incest in Michigan as well as reminded everyone of what story they would say in court. Yet despite all this chaos and scheming underneath the adults of the house continued their daily routines. Lori still kept her attorney's office running, Lincoln managed the restaurant as usual with Luan's help and as Lucy liked to say, death doesn't wait on anyone.

Yet it all seemed calm, too calm, as if nothing happened. Every time a cop stopped one of them behind the wheel or at home, it turned out it was just for speeding or because Lisa again pissed off the neighbors with her experiments. Despite this calm, the time was running out. All their plans were manageable as long as all the kids were home, where they could all be easily reached. This was fine as all the children were still home on winter break, but that would end next week. Even if an adult was left behind or caught, it was a sacrifice they all agreed to. But under no circumstances would they leave one of the kids behind.

It was for that reason that Lincoln decided it was time to act. He didn't know what Sam had planned, but he would confront her and find a way to solve this. "All right Lincoln, according to Mathew, Sam currently lives alone in an apartment on the outskirts of Detroit. She usually freelances but often works temporarily as a technician on tours. Nick Swagger's tour ended four days ago so she should be home." Lola told Lincoln as she handed him a folded paper with the address written on it.

Although she worked mostly for tabloids, her network of informants would put any investigative journalist to shame. Some people say it's due to her voluptuous body and experience from all the pageants she attended. Lincoln could see their point, Lola has certainly grown over the years. Now 24 years old, she, just like Lana had developed quite shapely bodies. Although she wasn't as gifted in the chest area as Lucy or Luan, her rear compensated for it. But the main factor adding to her beauty was how well she was able to present her form. If Leni was a genius at making clothes, then Lola was a genius at wearing them. She made sure her outfits always highlighted the parts of her she wanted others to see, while hiding the parts she didn't under a masquerade of innocence. Right now she was wearing a dangerously shorth black skirt with stockings of the same color, making her soft thighs and the bottom of her shapely rear visible for those who paid attention to it, which was exactly what she wanted. On the contrary, her upper body was hidden under a comfortable-looking pink wool sweater with a cutesy reindeer pattern that was perfect at distracting from her lack of breasts. In short, if succubae were real, Lola would be one of them.

"Hey! Are you even listening you perv?" Lincoln was pulled from his thoughts by the sharp pain of Lola pulling his ear. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself." He pleaded for mercy from his little sister. She flashed him an evil smile as she released him from her grasp, "I suppose you can't help yourself, I am the most beautiful woman in the state of Michigan."

"Of course you are, and I'm completely under your spell." He joked as he bent down to kiss her cheek, making her blush slightly. Even if she was an adult and no longer planned tea parties with Linc, she still liked to pretend she was a Queen and Lincoln her faithful knight. A sort of small roleplay he gladly participated in, although it seemed to annoy her twin to no end. As to the title of princess, well that role fell onto her daughter, Leia. Indeed, her daughter's demeanor copied hers of that age, with one notable difference being her interest in the outdoors. While Lola was a pageant queen, her daughter had no interest in them. Instead, she was a devoted girl scout with a particular knack for sewing, hence why she often helped Leni at her shop.

"Alright you two, break it up before I throw up," Lana said as she appeared from behind her twin, carrying a red toolbox. Before Lola could even protest, she was quickly shown out of the way as Lana took Lincoln by the hand and towards the car parked outside. The sun had yet to rise and the streetlamps barely illuminated their surrounding making Lincoln almost slip on the frozen stairs of their porch. Frustratedly he checked his watch. It was just a few minutes past six in the morning, meaning it would be dark for most of their ride to Detroit. "Damn you Sam, making me get up before eight on holidays, Friday of all days." Lana cursed under her breath as she threw the toolbox into the trunk. "You don't get up before eight even when you're working." He commented as he opened the door to the passenger seat.

Luna was already waiting for them by the car, dragging several small puffs from a cigarette with shaking hands. She was dressed in a black leather jacket with their old band's "Moongoats logo" printed on the back. When she noticed them, she took a last drag of the cigarette and put it out with her boot. "When did you start smoking again?" Lincoln asked, a bit disappointed in seeing his sister return to her old habit. "Oh this, don't worry, I promise I quit it for good, just really needed to take the edge off." Luna gave him an apologetic smile, "Anyways, you guys ready to go?"

"Sure, I've got my tools packed, just don't forget to make a stop for coffee or I'll snore like a dog all the way there," Lana called out from the back as she jumped onto the back seat. Lincoln nodded and sat down, followed by Luna who took the wheel. And just like that, they sped off, unaware of the pair of tired blue eyes watching them from the second floor of the house.

Being awake this early was normally unprecedented for Loan, but today she had a mission. A week ago, Uncle Clyde offered to do a review of Dad's restaurant and today was the day. She knew the timing was less than ideal, given the crisis at hand, but she still believed going through with this would make things better. Not just because it would lift some financial strain, but also hopefully help Dad get together with his former best friend. Yesterday she overheard her mother speaking about Lincoln going to Detroit in the early morning and so decided it would be the perfect opportunity for the plan.

Seeing her chance, Loan slowly tiptoed from the window to the door, making sure not to wake up Liena, who was currently sleeping holding a giant rabbit plushie. Opening the door, she checked her surroundings. Seeing all the doors still closed, she made her way to the top of the stairs, where she stayed till the sound of Lola entering the connecting corridor was heard. After that Loan makes her way downstairs, stepping on a small Triceratops toy Lizy left there yesterday near the end, causing her to fall the rest of the way down. "Got damn it Lizy, how many times did Dad tell you to collect your toys after playing?!" she cursed under her breath.

"35 times. But I always clean after myself when I'm done playing now."

Loan was startled by the sound of her little sister's voice, who appeared before her, and she almost screamed but managed to stop herself. "Lizy! What are you doing up this early?"

"I was sleeping with Mommy because I had a nightmare, but strangely her alarm woke her up early, and I couldn't sleep afterward. Wait, shouldn't I be asking that, Aunt Lori always complains you're the one who sleeps all day?" Lizy asked, genuinely confused as she tilted her head to the side.

"Gee, thanks for the ego boost Mom." Loan grumbled before turning her attention back to her sister. "Listen, I want to surprise Dad with a present, to lift up his mood, but I need to take his keys so I can get into the restaurant. So I need you to keep quiet about this, you wouldn't want to spoil the surprise, would you?"

"Of course not, I would never spoil a surprise for Daddy!" Lizy shot back shocked at such an accusation.

"Good, then help me get his keys so I can arrange the surprise before the others wake up. Dad has them on his keychain but I know he hid a spare somewhere. It's probably in the family safe but I managed to bribe Liby with my Christmas money to get me the combination." Loan proudly presented her plan to her sister.

"Oh, you mean the keys he hid in the empty Sauerkraut jar?"

"Wait what? Got damn it! I paid sixty dollars for that combination. Why does dad have to be such a dork?!" She groaned as she pulled on her hair in frustration. When she calmed down, she angrily marched to the kitchen where the empty jar was, and just as Lizy said, it was there, mocking her with its shine.

"Okay Lizy, I'm going, just tell the others I'm waiting in line for a new game at the game shop or something like that." She commanded her younger sister who saluted her in response. With that out the way, Loan put on her coat and ran outside, hoping to catch the first bus to the center of RW.

"So, like, what's the plan here? Don't get me wrong, I'm not against a small trip with my favorite bro, but what do you actually wish to achieve?" Lana asked from the backseat in between munches of the BLT sandwich Luan made them. Seeing as he was once again lost in thought, she leaned forward and traced her tongue all the way from his neck to the back of his ear, leaving a wet trail of saliva.

"Ewh! What the hell Lans?!" Lincoln stirred, both disgusted and slightly embarrassed as it reminded him a lot of how she acted in bed, noted by the blush on his cheeks. One of the things that remained constant in their lives was Lana's proclivity for all things disgusting. After graduating her high school she even briefly considered working as a garbagewoman but was promptly shut down by the protests of her other siblings who urged her to rather utilize her mechanical talents.

And, as expected, these proclivities significantly affected their sex life. For example, Lana was very fond of butt stuff and her kisses were extremely sloppy. Suffice it to say, when it was her turn, Lincoln's room usually required extensive cleaning afterward.

"Well, I needed to get your attention somehow." She shrugged. He gave her a stern look in response, wanting to argue, but ultimately conceded. "We waited for over a week and so far nothing happened. This means that Sam either doesn't completely hate us and hasn't told anyone yet, or that she told someone but they didn't believe her or cared. Either way, we need to know which is it, and ideally convince her not to spread our secret any further." Lincoln explained his thought process.

"Alright, I guess it's worth a shot. But why did you want to bring me and my tools along?"

"To break into her apartment if we need to, since you know how to break through any door." It was now Luna who replied, her eyes unmoving, facing the road ahead.

"Yeah, but only in case she isn't home. You know, just to maybe snoop her apartment for any clues as to what she's been doing." Lincoln finished. Lana nodded, satisfied with the answer she turned her attention back to the sandwich.

Stepping out of the bus across from the restaurant, Loan looked around the street until she spotted a black van parked in the alley leading to the backdoor, one that Clyde described his crew uses. Excitedly she ran towards it and knocked loudly on the driver's window, getting the attention of Clyde who seemed to be looking at something on his phone. Startled, he rolled down the window to greet her, "Well if it isn't the most sleep-deprived girl I've ever seen."

"It's your fault I had to get up this early!" Loan pouted in response. "By the way where is your crew?"

"Oh, they... They went to grab some breakfast as our Hotel suffered a power outage and couldn't serve us there. I volunteered to wait here for you here so we don't miss each other." The chef explained, trying to hide his nervousness. Thankfully for him, it seemed that Loan didn't find that suspicious and simply motioned him to follow.

"Dad had to go run some errands in Detroit so he won't be back until lunch most likely. But either Aunt Luan or Markus, our waiter, should come and open in about an hour and a half, hopefully, enough time for you to set up, and then you can film some footage with them till Dad comes." She muttered while trying to fit the key into the keyhole. Loan still felt a little weird calling Lincoln, Dad, in front of Clyde, but during their time gaming and chatting online she slipped so many times that it was pointless to fight it now.

Thankfully, Clyde seemed to be understanding and didn't find her calling him that weird, or at least that's what he told her. When she finally succeeded the door slowly creaked inside, the sound echoing menacingly through the empty diner. "Aunt Lana should really oil these hinges."

Loan stepped inside, followed by Clyde who shut the door behind him. She flipped the light switch, letting the fluorescent bulbs light the kitchen. "Well, this is it. Dad told us you two used to be friends and since you were children so you've probably been here when it was still under my grandpa."

"Yeah, I remember a bit from that time. I was an aspiring cook even at that age, so visiting Mr. Loud was always exciting for me." He said as he passed the row of photos of their family and some of their employees. He walked until he came upon an old photo of Lynn Senior opening the restaurant for the first time. "It's shame Lincoln betrayed his trust."

These words made Loan freeze and her messy hair almost straightened out. "What did he mean by that? Betray his trust? Wait Loan, thing, it's probably that he just heard about Dad and Gramps falling out and interpreted it that way." Possibilities ran through her mind. "Oh, I don't know about that. He only told us he and Grandpa had a bit of a falling out, but I still remember him from when he lived with us."

Clyde smirked as he made her way to stand behind Loan. Gently he placed his hands on her shoulders, lowering his head to take in Loan's scent, making her extremely uncomfortable. "Uhhh, mister Clyde could you..."

"Curious. Did you know every person has their own smell? The smart people tell you it's because of the bacteria living on their skin and pheromones. But personally, I believe it's an expression of yourself. Like other animals that recognize each other based on smell." He interrupted her as he continued stroking her shoulders. " You see, a good cook must have a great sense of smell if he wants to succeed in this field. Thankfully I always had a keen sense of smell and I often noticed even these faint odours people have. Your mother always had a faint hint of orchids, the most beautiful of all flowers. Lincoln, when he wasn't covered in the smell of his sisters, smelled of chocolate. Guess that's why his sisters found him irresistible.

He leaned down once again to take a deep whiff of Loan's scent, making her shiver. "You smell like the flower of the cocoa plant, unusual, though I guess that's hardly surprising considering you're his child." Just as he said that Loan whipped around, shedding his arms from her shoulders and made a dash for the door. Only to find it locked. Before she could scream, Clyde's hand covered her mouth. "Shh! Don't be afraid, Sam told me everything. You're safe now, you don't need to fear your parents anymore." Slowly, he lifted his arm from the mouth of now sniffling Loan.

"You got this all wrong, I love my parents! I know what they did is not accepted, but they truly love each other. Please, just let me go." She pleaded nervously, on the verge of a complete breakdown. She never expected this to happen. How did Clyde know Sam? Why did he still want to meet up with her?

"Loan sweetie, I know this is confusing. God knows how long they have been conditioning you to accept their perverse relationship. But don't worry, I know a perfect therapist who can help you. And after that, you can help me to finally bring them down, to testify against them in court, save your siblings." Clyde said confidently as if trying to comfort the introverted girl. Loan could only stare at him in bewilderment.

Did he just say he wanted her to testify that her parents were abusing their children, to get their parents arrested for life? Just the thought of that infuriated her to no end. She would understand if the man wanted to report her parents for incest, but to suggest that she was being sexually abused? That her parents, who suffered through hardship after hardship for their love and despite all of that never gave up on their children, were just some perverted monsters?! No, she would not stand for it.

"How dare you?! You know nothing of what my mother and father had to go through just to secure a future for us. You can think them to be disgusting for their love, but never ever suggest they would do something so horrible to the people they love the most. I thought you were a cool and understanding guy, Mister Clyde, that I could make you and Dad friends again. But I guess Mom was right about you. You're just a self-centered stalker, who thought of my mother as just a prize to win over." Loan let out all of her frustration, and screamed at the man of whom she was terrified just seconds ago. Only to be struck across her face with his backhand so hard it knocked her to the ground.

"Don't you dare use that WHORE'S words on me! You maybe don't understand, but I loved her and she betrayed me. But god has given me another chance, you! I will not let her corrupt you. No..., you're too perfect. I'll make sure you remain pure. And sooner or later you'll realize how much I truly love you." He was now the one yelling. Loan was too shocked to react, the sudden change in his demeanor terrified her so much she could not bring herself to respond. Regaining his composure, Clyde sighed as he slid a hand through his now messy black hair. "I'm so sorry Loan. It's just, that I have some anger issues and sometimes I can't control myself. Come, I'll give you some ice on it." He then turned around to grab a pack of ice from the freezer. Seeing as this was her chance, Loan jumped from the floor and sprinted for the front entrance. However, the years of sitting in front of a computer and unhealthy diet caught up to her as Clyde easily closed the distance between them once he noticed her attempt at escape. Grabbing her sweater he pulled her to him, putting her in a chokehold. "I'm sorry but I guess we'll have to do this the hard way." As he said that, his hold around her neck started to tighten, restricting her breathing. Her vision slowly darkened, until the void consumed her, making her fall unconscious.

"Alright, pull over here Lunes. If Lola's intel is correct it should be this building right here." Lincoln said looking up from his phone where the location of Sam's flat was highlighted. Luna complied, parking the vehicle in the nearby alley. The neighborhood they were in right now was one of the worse ones, as they could immediately tell by the dilapidated state of the buildings and the unpleasant smell that stagnated in the air.

"Damn, even I find this environment disgusting, and that's something," Lana commented, crinkling her nose. Lincoln coughed a bit as the smell hit him but quickly steeled himself and motioned both the girls to follow him out of the alley. Looking around for a bit, they found the right entrance and with Lana's skills managed to rather easily break into the building. The inside looked like the usual low-income apartment building, with a few dents and scrapes on the walls suggesting its age. "Guess freelancing doesn't pay that well." Lincoln commented looking around, "Her apartment should be on the fifth floor, let's go."

Soon, the trio stood in front of Sam's apartment, staring nervously at each other, none too keen on the upcoming confrontation. Finally, Lincoln found the courage and knocked on the door, the sound echoing throughout the empty hallway. Yet, after an intense minute of waiting, nothing happened. He tried again with the same result. "Guess we move to plan B, Lana could you?" he motioned to the door with his hand.

"I don't know bro, I already had to break the front door. I think you're a bad influence on your innocent little sister. But maybe for a kiss..." Lana whistled, holding her toolbox behind her back.

"Really? Are we doing this now?" Lincoln sighed, looking in bewilderment from his younger sister to his older one, who simply shrugged. "Just give her what she wants bro, you know how she is." With a sigh, he lowered his head to hers and without a word connected his lips to hers. Thankfully it seemed to be enough for her, as she immediately perked up and got to work, while the duo watched for any neighbours. In a few minutes they heard the lock click as the door opened inwards. Lincoln popped his head in and upon making sure the coast was clear, motioned them to enter.

The inside of the apartment was rather small, with the main door leading directly into the common dining and kitchen area. There was a small grey couch in the center in front of which was a cabinet with the TV. The coffee table was filled with empty cans of beer as well as some harder liquor bottles. So far there seemed to be no trace of Sam. "Me and Luna will check the other rooms, you Lans stay here and watch the entrance." Lana saluted in response, putting on a serious expression, "Aye, aye Mr. Loud!"

Opening the door to the bedroom, he noted the lack of light. Looking to the side, he could see the blinds were pulled down on the windows. The little light coming from the doorway illuminated the messy empty bed, indicating that Sam must have left already. He was about to turn on the light when he saw a singular leg poking from behind the bed. Cautiously, he approached the other side, revealing that the leg did in fact belong to Sam snoozing on the floor in a twisted position.

He knelt beside her, gently shaking her to wake her up. She stirred a little and turned on her back, her eyes lazily opening. However, once her eyes drifted towards Lincoln, they shot open and without giving him a chance to react, she leaped onto him, planting her hands firmly around his neck. "You bastard!"

Lincoln squirmed and kicked around, trying to get her off of him, but the blond was surprisingly strong. "Sam.. wai.." he gasped but couldn't get more words out. It was Luna who finally saved him by kicking Sam in the stomach. "Lincy, you alright?"

"Yeah honey, don't worry, I've survived worse with Lisa, Luan, Lynn, and... never mind." He slowly got up, massaging his throat. Sam was now lying next to him, holding her hands across her stomach. "Hey, what's the ruckus?" Lana asked popping her head into the doorway.

"Nothing serious just found Sam. Lans sweetie, could you do us a favor and give us some privacy. This is just between us three." Lincoln answered, with Lana simply nodding, closing the door.

"So what? You came to kill me so I won't tell anyone about your twisted little secret? Ha! A bit late don't you think?!" Sam, furrowed her brow in anger once she recovered. "Although it's useless either way. No one believed the old bitter Sam! "Oh you're still mad Luna left you. Oh get over it already, stop making shit up about her, we're tired of it already.""

"Sam, calm down, we're here to talk, nothing more." Luna raised her hands to show that she meant no harm. Lincoln followed the gesture, backing away from Sam to give her some space.

Sam slowly rose from the floor and dusted herself. It was clear, by the state of her rugged clothes and unkept hair that she most likely hadn't left her apartment for a while. Without a word she passed both Luna and Lincoln to reach the cabinet behind them, pulling out a bottle of cheap-looking rum and opening it. She then took a seat on the bed and took a swig of the rum. "What's here to talk about? You're a bunch of incestuous freaks and I'm a failure who nobody believes. So you can fuck o..."

"I'm sorry Sam." It was Luna who answered her, stopping her rant.

"What?"

"I'm sorry Sam, sorry for not trying harder. For not helping you overcome your hatred. I thought I just misjudged you, that you were always so full of hate." Luna continued, gently taking the bottle from the stunned girl. "It was only later I learned about what happened with your parents, I know you never mentioned them, but I should have inquired more. I learned why your parents divorced. I learned that your father tried to 'fix' you against your will and that your mom fought with him. I just want you to know, that I really did love you back then."

"Stop Luna! You don't know anything about me. And if what you're saying was even true, you wouldn't have left me for your brother's dick!" She yelled at Luna, who didn't even flinch.

"You're wrong Sam. I didn't leave you because I wanted to fuck Linc. I understand you don't believe me, but I genuinely love Lincoln. Deep inside, I always did, I always felt that Lincoln wasn't just a brother to me, but I buried it deep inside out of fear. It was on the night I broke up with you, the night I was emotionally vulnerable and my heart was left exposed, that I found out about Luan and Lincoln. I was angry at first, but more than that, I was jealous. That night, when Lincoln embraced me, was the best one of my life. I finally felt truly free, like a weight was lifted from my heart." Luna spoke softly, the gentle smile on her lips not fading. As if on signal, Lincoln approached her from behind, wrapping her arms around her, turning her head to kiss her briefly on the lips.

Sam's eyes went wide, but she did not feel the urge to vomit this time. It still made her uncomfortable, but the genuineness in Luna's voice made her believe they truly did love each other. Not just in some perverted fetish way, but a genuine love, like the one she once shared with the brunet in front of her.

"Sam, we didn't come here to hurt you, or to persuade you to approve of our relationship. We have all come to accept our actions have consequences, and were it just us, we would accept our punishment for it." It was Lincoln's gentle voice that brought her back to reality, "But it's not just us Sam, it's our children. Regardless of their origin, they're just normal, innocent kids. Sure they can be a handful from time to time, but we love them more than anything. For the sake of them, I'm asking you to please, don't let the law break the only family they have."

Another bout of silence followed as Sam simply stared at the duo before her. As much as she didn't like it, and even if she didn't treat Luna's kids the best, she had to agree with him. They were innocent, they didn't wish to be born to an incestuous pair. She groaned out in frustration as she rubbed her eyes, "I hate that you're still so convincing." Lincoln smirked a bit at the compliment. "But I still don't get it, how did you get knocked up? Don't tell me you actually planned on having your daughter so young?" Sam added, her eyes focusing on Luna.

The rocker squirmed nervously under her gaze, as if embarrassed. Lincoln's shoulders slumped down and he squeezed his forehead in frustration at the memory of that time. "Well, After Loan and Liena, we certainly weren't planning on having other kids any time soon. I love Lyra, and I don't regret having her, but at the time it seemed like the universe just decided to fuck us over...

16 years ago...

It had been three months since Loan and Liena were born, and the Loud house was even more hectic than ever before. Leni had to spend a week at the hospital to recover, but after that, she seemed as healthy as ever. Although everyone expressed pity over her daughter's affliction, Leni didn't seem to even acknowledge it. "So what if my cute daughter is an introvert, not everyone likes to blab all the time." She usually responded in the classic 'Leni' fashion.

As for Lincoln, he loved his daughters no matter what, even if they were currently bringing him to insanity. Having to juggle school, spending time with his sisters, and helping take care of Loan a Liena led to him being extremely exhausted most of the time. Currently, he was spending his Friday afternoon cuddled with Liena on the couch, as Leni had schoolwork to do, trying to have a little nap. Thankfully, Liena, unlike her mother, was usually very calm and quiet so he was able to rest a bit when taking care of her.

"Hey everyone! Guess whose band just got invited to perform at Swagger's Rock Fest!?" Luna screamed, barging through the front door, startling both Lincoln and Liena from their nap, the latter of whom started to cry. Lincoln narrowed his eyes at Luna, giving her a nasty glare that made her shrink. "Sorry bro, didn't know you were napping." She whispered.

He sighed as he rocked his daughter on his knee, calming her down with his soothing voice. "It's fine Luna. I'm going to assume it's you who got invited, congratulations. By the way, what is this festival? I've never heard of it." He turned his attention back to her once Liena calmed down.

"Oh, that's because it's the first one. Mick said he wanted to promote the next generation of rock, so he invited a lot of small and new bands to tour with him. And get this, he personally wrote to ask me to attend!" Luna was jumping with excitement. "It's going to be a three-month tour across the whole of USA. I already convinced our parents, and Mick handled it with my school. In fact, we're setting out for Detroit tomorrow."

Then her mood suddenly soured. "But, that also means it's going to be three months without you." She sat down beside him, bringing him into a snuggly hug. For her, it was a dream come true, especially after the decline in their band's popularity caused by Sam leaving. But at the same time, it was hard for her to imagine being so long away from the beacon of happiness, the little white-haired boy that always lifted up her mood.

"I'm sorry Lunes, but you know I can't leave everyone for that long. And that's beside the fact that our parents would kill me. However, I'll make sure to message you every day so you won't feel alone." He replied, hugging her back with his free hand. It was a little wholesome moment between siblings, or it would be if Luna hadn't suddenly groped his but. "Luna!?" he yelped.

"You know Linc, there is one thing you could do for me. Since I'll be gone for so long, we could do something special for tonight. You know, since I'm leaving tomorrow." She purred into his ear.

"What do you mean Luna?" Lincoln asked, sweating profusely as he once again felt like a gazelle in the grip of a lioness. "Well, let's say I learned that mom has some plan b pills stored in her medicine cabinet, so I borrowed one. You know what that means?" She whispered as she nibbled on his ear. Liena, who was feeling left out, meanwhile hopped down from Lincoln and made her way toward the stairs, slowly climbing them, trying to find her mother.

"Luna, what if mom finds out you took it from her cabinet?!"

"Don't worry bro, I got it covered. I didn't take the whole blister pack, I just switched the tablet with one of her birth control pills, they look practically the same. Besides I doubt she'll be using it any time soon, you know, since mom and pops haven't really been doing it much." She reassured him, slowly rubbing the tent forming in his pants.

Lincoln knew this was a dangerous game she was playing, and his rational part was clearly telling him to not risk it. But he was a hormonal teenager, and when a hot girl is practically begging you to do her, your rational thinking is sidelined in favor of a horny beast residing within you. "Fine Lunes, just make sure you take the pill afterwards."

"Oh quit worrying dude, I've got it covered. So just come to my room after lights out and I'll give you the best performance you've seen." She teased as she separated herself from him and started walking towards the stairs.

"What about Luan?"

"Oh, talked to her about it already. I want this to be our special night, so she'll be sleeping in your room tonight." She called back. Lincoln remained there, trying to process the whole conversation that just went down. A part of him knew it was a bad idea, even if they took some precautions. However, he could not imagine himself rejecting Luna's request, especially since she would be gone for this long. Truth be told, being separated for this long would hurt him as much as her.

Luna was always the cool older sister, one to whom he could confess all his insecurities. That fact hadn't changed as their relationship became more intimate. Whenever he felt overwhelmed by one of his other sisters, or by having to fulfill his responsibilities while having to pretend nothing was wrong to the outside world, she was always the one he would come to. Sure, Leni was sweet and innocent, and would always calm him down when he spoke with her. But her simple nature made it hard to discuss serious topics with her. Lori was a logical option, but honestly, he was a bit afraid of her. Luna, on the other hand, was perfect for it, he could confess anything that troubled him to her, and she would help him make up his mind while also calming him with her gentle and calm manner.

"It's going to be tough, but don't worry, your father will pull through." He sighed towards Liena, only to realize she was no longer in his arms. It took him half an hour of frantic searching only to find her in Leni's room, passed out on top of her mother who also fell asleep during her work.

As the night approached, Lincoln found himself standing in front of the rocker room's door, nervously looking from side to side. Knocking gently on the door, he waited until the brunette opened the door, grabbing him by the wrist inside. The room was completely dark, even the windows were covered so even the rays of the moon couldn't disturb them. The sound of the door lock pulled his attention back towards his obscured assailant.

"Lunes, is that necessary, also why is it so dark in here?" Instead of answering, she switched on a device in her hand, making the room light up with a weak purple hue of LED lights installed around the small stage she and Luan had set up in their room for practice. Slowly she walked onto the stage, the light illuminating her slim figure, where she pushed another button that lit up a small stage light that pointed onto the stage, fully revealing her. She wore an unzipped leather jacket with their band logo on it, under which she had only a tight latex tube bra, similarly her lower body was covered by booty shorts and leather boots. Her provocative outfit immediately caused Lincoln's member to stir.

"Good evening everyone, hope you're ready for the show! Tonight we have a special guest with us, Lincoln Loud! Come on up bro." Luna motioned for him to hop onto the stage.

"Who are you talking to?" he asked confused as to her bizarre behavior. "Like I told you, bro, I am going to give you the best show, and a show needs an audience." She answered, pointing towards a camera set up on a tripod opposite the stage. Once he noticed the red light on the camera he jumped out of the view in panic. "Luna, what the hell?! Who are you streaming this to?" Lincoln whispered through his teeth.

" Pha ha ha, relax sweetie, it's just streaming to Lucy, Luan, and Lynn. I wanted to try something new, so I asked Luan to set up a private stream. That's why I locked the door, so they won't disturb us if they get too jealous." She snickered, and teased some more "Or were you hoping it would be some strangers?"

Grumbling, he unsurely stepped into the light of the stage, embarrassingly waving at the camera. Luna laughed and pulled him closer to herself. "Alright loves, as I was saying, I hope you're ready for a show. Now normally, I play guitar, but tonight I want to play some meat flute." Confused, Lincoln turned to her to confirm what she said, only for his pants to be suddenly pulled down together with his victory undies, unleashing his semi-erect penis. He could swear he heard Luan laugh in his room even though it was soundproof.

"Oh, looks like someone has stage fright. Let me help you with that luv." Luna kneeled down, placing gentle kisses on his dick until it rose to full mast. "There, now let's blow some notes."

"Geez, are you sure you're not Luan in costume?" he remarked, trying to cover up his smirk. "I don't know, can Luan do this?" Her mouth opened and moved to swallow his member whole. Sending a wave of pleasure through his spine. Slowly she bopped her head up and down, her dark purple lipstick smearing along his length. Feeling his knees buckle from the pleasure that was slowly building up inside his dick, he grabbed Luna's head for support, unintentionally forcing his member deep into her throat making her gag. "Oh god Luna, I can't hold it in any longer..." he whimpered as his hips started to move, his balls slamming onto her saliva-covered chin, making a rhythmic sloppy sound.

Seconds later, his balls squeezed as a torrent of hot jizz glazed Luna's throat. Once he finished he pulled out with a wet plop and fell onto his but. Luna was kneeling before him, coughing, her makeup smeared by tears and snot. Immediately he came back to his senses and came up to make sure she was breathing alright.

"Holy shit dude, I thought I would suffocate. That was so hot."

"I'm so so sorry Lunes, It just felt so good I couldn't control myself and..., wait what?" he gasped in surprise, only for her to shove him onto his back. He looked up from the ground to see her throw away her jacket and shorts. She then slowly lowered down her soaked panties, ruffling her brown pubic hair. "Alright, I had enough of the flute, time for some drums." She proclaimed as she mounted him, grinding his slumped member against her slit until it became hard again. After which she guided him inside of her moist walls, slowly lowering herself down, savoring the feeling of his bare penis against her insides. A loud moan escaped her mouth as she lowered herself all the way down. Once she composed herself, she pulled down her bra, revealing her perky freckled breasts, enjoying the attention Lincoln was giving them. "Come on bro, feel them, but then you'll have to agree they're better than Luan's." She teased, imagining Luan yelling at the monitor in her room.

She smiled confidently as he stretched out his hand, thinking that he would give in and grope them. Instead, he grabbed her cheek, pulling her down towards him and planting his lips onto hers. Intensely, he swirled his tongue around hers in a loving dance, making her melt into him, letting him take the lead. "Luna, you don't need to compare yourself to others, you will be special to me no matter what. In fact, let me prove it." Using the distraction, he rolled Luna to the side, climbing on top of her. Immediately, he inserted himself into her vagina and started to move his hips as fast and hard as he could. Within a moment, the pleasure reduced Luna to a mumbling pile of flesh, barely able to produce coherent words. "Oh Linc, fuck, wait..."

Just like with most things, his sisters made him the perfect partner for them. After all, one can't constantly satisfy six girls and not learn a thing or two about sex. But as much experience as he had, he was nearing his limit, his punk sister's pussy squeezing him with every thrust. "Luna, I'm about to cum." Instead of an answer, he felt her legs wrap around him, pulling him deeper into her. Interpreting it as go ahead, he increased his pace, locking lips with his older sister, until his balls clenched once again, pumping his seed into her.

When his orgasm finished, he rolled to the side, the exhaustion from the series of sleepless nights hitting all at once. His eyelids drooped down, but before sleep took him, he could feel Luna snuggle up to him on the wooden floor, kissing him on the cheek. "I love you Lincoln."

As the morning rays hit his face, he stirred from his sleep. Turning around, he quickly realized his sister was no longer beside him and he was covered by a blanket. Getting up, he found fresh clothesplaced on Luna's bed along with a note. "Good morning bro, sorry to ditch you, but Mazzy and Sully came to pick me up earlier and you were sleeping so sweetly. It will probably be late when you wake up so I asked Luan to stash some breakfast for you, although I'd advise you first make sure to rinse the lipstick marks from your face.

P.S. Don't worry, I took the pill.

Meanwhile, in Sully's car, Luna was strumming some sad notes on her guitar in the backseat, already feeling down thinking about being separated from her brother for this long. "What's eating at ya girl?" Mazzy turned in the passenger seat. "Oh, nothing, eehhh just things at home. Lori and Leni and my nieces you know that whole clusterfuck." Caught off-guard by the question she quickly made something up.

"Oh, yeah I understand, I guess it must be a lot of adjusting for you." She answers, then turns back and shuffles in a bag she had by her legs, pulling out a vacuum flask. "Here. I drink this whenever I'm feeling down. It's St. John's wort tea, great for mood." Mazzy said and tossed her the flask. Luna thanked her and poured herself a cup of the warm drink, not realizing its negative effect on the effectiveness of contraceptives.

A month later, she returned home from the tour prematurely, after finding out she was pregnant. An excuse was made for a drunk one-night stand after one of the concerts while on the tour. Needless to say, their parents were furious and desperate at this point, forbidding Luna from ever going out playing with her band again, effectively killing the Moon Goats. As for Lincoln, he did everything he could to stabilize the situation at home while preparing himself for another child that would drain his sanity and wallet.