Already on the fourth installment, and no reviews? Huh, I was expecting more of an uproar than this, considering one of my other stories is also a rewrite of someone else's work. Eh, beggars can't be choosers.

Chapter IV: Reunion Part One

"L-L-Logan?" Rita whispered incredulously, as though saying his name aloud would make him disappear again. She was still unaware that the dishes she had been carrying now lay in fragments all over the floor.

"Uh, Mom? Are you okay? Who is this?" Lincoln asked, wondering just what kind of person would have this effect on his mother. Logan decided not to bother waiting for an invitation and simply stepped inside.

"I'm not surprised that you don't remember me, Lincoln. After all, you were only a baby when I left," he said.

"That still doesn't answer my question!" Lincoln protested, following Logan to the living room. Meanwhile, Rita came back to her senses and hurriedly picked up the shards of the plates.

"Incredible...everything is just like how I remember it..." Logan said to himself as he gazed around the room.

"Hey, dudes, is everyone okay? I thought I heard a pile of dishes drop..." asked a tall, slender girl dressed in purple with brown pixie-cut hair, who then froze in the middle of the stairs upon seeing Logan.

"Oh, good, maybe you can help me figure out what this guy is doing in our house, Luna," said Lincoln.

"L-Logan?" Luna asked with tears forming in her eyes.

"Luna? Is that really you?" asked an astonished Logan.

"LOOOOGAAAAN!" Luna cried and jumped into Logan's arms, nearly knocking him backwards with her rib-cracking embrace. "GIRLS! GET DOWN HERE!" she screamed up the stairs.

"What is it, Luna? What's going on?" asked a girl slightly shorter than Luna with lighter brown hair in a long ponytail and wearing a white sleeveless blouse and a yellow skirt.

"Dude, it's Logan! He finally came home!" The newcomer squealed, and she and another girl with blond hair and a pale green dress actually succeeded in knocking Logan over. "Logan, say hello to Luan and Leni," Luna giggled.

"Um, this would be a lot more heartwarming if I knew who the heck you were!" Lincoln stressed, completely baffled by how his sisters were acting.

"Oh, that's easy! I'm your-"

"Mister Logan? What are you doing here?" Logan was interrupted by the same twins from earlier entering the scene, as well as a black-haired girl with pale skin and a black dress; another ponytailed brunette with a red-and-white jersey and red short-shorts; a short brunette with glasses, a green turtleneck sweater, and pink pants; and a diaper-clad baby with a tuft of blond hair.

"I should ask the same question...OW!" Logan yelled, Lincoln having kicked his shin as hard as he could.

"WHO ARE YOU?!" the younger boy demanded, causing everyone to fall silent. Logan knelt down so that his face was level with Lincoln's.

"Lincoln, have Mom and Dad ever told you what your first words were?" he asked.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Lincoln scoffed, and it was Luna who answered.

"Lincoln...your first words were 'big brother.'" Everyone except Luna, Luan, Leni, and the girl with glasses gasped.

"So, my suspicions were correct," the bespectacled girl said with a lisp. "Based on our older familiar units' hesitancy to approach certain topics of conversation, I made the assumption that we have a long-lost, possibly estranged, elder sibling."

"And you are?" Logan asked, and Luna answered again.

"Logan, you've been gone for a really long time. A lot has changed, starting with the number of siblings we have." The younger girls he hadn't met yet introduced themselves as Logan's sisters Lynn (with the jersey), Lucy (the Goth-looking one), Lisa (with the glasses), and Lily (the baby).

Logan felt a hand tap his shoulder, and when he turned around, his mother, who had finished cleaning up the broken plates, delivered a hard slap to his face.

"WHERE IN HEAVEN'S NAME HAVE YOU BEEN?!" she screamed. "Do you have any idea what you've put your father and I through?!"

"Of course I do, Mom. It hurt me just as much, if not more," Logan said, rubbing the sore spot on his cheek.

"In any case, we'll be having a long talk once your father comes home, young man!" Deep down, Rita could hardly believe that Logan actually was a young man now, and a handsome one at that. Logan looked over all ten of his siblings.

"So this is what Pop-Pop meant when he said I'd get a surprise when I got here. What a surprise it turned out to be!" He then realized something. "Hang on...where's Lori?"

"Oh, she's upstairs talking to her boyfriend," Leni told him.

"She has a boyfriend? Boy, time really has flown! I should probably go say hi to her," Logan said and walked up the stairs. Thankfully, the room he found his oldest little sister in was the same one he remembered from ten years prior.

"Oh, Bobby, I'm gonna miss you so much while you visit your grandparents. Great Lakes City is so far away..." he heard Lori say from behind the closed door.

"Huh, so this Bobby kid has relatives in my home away from home. What a coincidence," Logan said to himself before knocking on the door.

"Sorry, Boo-Boo-Bear, I have to go. One of my siblings probably wants something from me...love you, too...bye." Logan managed to swallow the bile that rose from hearing the cheesy pet name right before Lori opened the door. He was stunned at just how beautiful his sister had grown up to be, her pale blue top hugging her slim waist that widened ever so slightly at hips clad in light brown shorts. "Alright, what do you wa-" Lori froze, not expecting to see someone who was, at first, a total stranger to her.

"Hey, Lori-Loo. Long time, no see." Logan thought she might recognize him faster if he used his old nickname for her. It worked, but her reaction was far from what he had expected. In an instant, the look on her face had shifted from joy, to hurt, to absolute rage. Logan staggered backwards as Lori's clenched fist connected with his jaw.

"YOU! How dare you come crawling back after what you pulled!" she yelled.

"Lori, wait, I can explai-"

"NO! No excuses! No stories! Nothing you can say will ever let you earn my forgiveness! Get out of my life and go back to where you've been for the last ten years!" While she was on her tirade, Lori pounded her fists against every part of Logan's body she could reach, until a final punch to his jaw sent him tumbling back down the stairs. Without a second glace, Lori ran back to her and Leni's room and slammed the door.

"Geez, bro, are you okay?" Luna asked as Logan groaned and picked himself up.

"Yeah, yeah; I've been hurt worse," Logan replied. "And here I thought she'd be happy to see me."

"I suppose we should've warned you. We were all hurting when you left, but Lori had it the worst. She cried herself to sleep every night for a month," said Luna.

"I see. Well, what do you say we all get to know one another?" Logan suggested and sat down on the couch. He listened to his sisters and brother telling him about themselves for the next half-hour.