Green Goddess

Underneath the Loud House, pass a vaulted door, Lisa Loud laid facedown on a desk that was covered with papers and a pair of glasses in her underground bunker. Said bunker had expanded over the years, and the preteen genius had an extensive laboratory in the earth. A robot on wheels rolled up to her and tapped her shoulder gently, "Lisa. Wake up."

Lisa pushed herself up and put on her glasses, "Huh, what, how long was I out?" she asked.

The robot checked a watch it had on his arm, "About a few hours."

Lisa got up from the desk, gritting her teeth, "HOURS? Todd, I've wasted precious time! Why didn't you wake me?"

Todd shrugged, "You said yourself to not be bothered until the next Lincoln was ready."

Lisa calmed down upon hearing that, and adjusted her glasses, "Ah, yes, I did...let us go."

Lisa and Todd walked away from the desk and headed further into the laboratory until they came to a white chamber with a whole bunch of vats holding dozens of humanoid beings looking similar to Lincoln swimming in a bizarre mixture of chemicals with tubes inserted in various areas. All of them having one of three lights on top of the vats: most of them were red, few others were yellow, one was green. Lisa and Todd approached the vat with a green light.

"Ah...Lincoln-148. Hopefully you'll succeed." Lisa said to herself as she operated the console connected to the vat. Inside, the chemicals drained, the tubes started to detach from the Lincoln lookalike. The body crumbled onto the floor of the vat and opened its eyes.

"Li...sa?" it groaned.

Lisa smiled, "It worked...he's alive! He- NO!"

The body started to violently contort.

Lisa pushed buttons on the console in a panic, "No dammit! We are so close! Don't you die on me, Lincoln-148!"

Metal instruments came out from the sides of the vat and started to restrain and shock the body. It kept contorting. Lisa brought up a heart monitor display showing the body's heart rate at an alarming pace then flatlining.

"No! Come on, Lincoln-148!"

A few moments later, the contorting stopped and the body flatlined. No amount of resuscitation brought it back. The light above the vat went from green to red.

Lisa paused, then pressed up against the vat's glass, "No...no, not again...what went wrong this time?"

Todd did a scan of the body, "Same as the others, brain death due to failure of the nervous and respiratory systems, which in turn is similar to Sudden Infant Death Syndrome."

Lisa banged on the reinforced glass, "Damn." she banged on it again, "God damn it..." she kept banging on it like a toddler having a tantrum, "DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!" the glass started to crack a bit and cut her hands.

"Stop Lisa. You are damaging yourself." Todd announced.

Lisa stopped and turned around, her hands bruised and bleeding a little, "Todd...I have invented time travel and have made space my bitch. I brought a FUCKING DINOSAUR back from extinction for Darwin's sake! WHEN I WAS FIVE! Death should be little more than a childish thing! BUT I CAN'T EVEN GET A CLONE CORRECT!"

Todd was still for a moment, "Perhaps you are being too hard on yourself. Creating a brand new human being from the genetic makeup of your deceased brother is a massive undertaking."

"Todd...it has been precisely three-hundred-sixty-six days, eleven hours, twenty-seven minutes, and...if my memory isn't off, fourteen seconds since Lincoln was prematurely taken from me. I have made LITTLE if ANY progress on bringing him BACK. I am starting to wonder if this was all for naught."

"The significance of my hypothesis is that the human body has complex systems all functioning at a rate computers can barely comprehend. It takes years for a human body to gain autonomy. You cannot expect it to function one-hundred percent upon creation. Lincoln-148 was alive a lot longer than the others. You are making progress."

Lisa took a few breaths and looked at her hands, "...I think that's enough for now. I need a trip to the infirmary...then to my quarters."

"I shall prepare your bed." Todd said as he wheeled away.

Before Lisa left the white chamber, she looked one more time at the deceased Lincoln-148. She then walked past it and headed for the center, where a cryogenic pod was preserving the remains of her brother Lincoln. He almost looked to be sleeping, with a bullet hole in the back of his head where it had severely damaged the brain stem.

Lisa gently rubbed the back of Lincoln's neck, "...whoever did this was a professional. I never cared who or why, but I know you didn't deserve this...I will bring you back."

Lisa felt a buzz in her lab coat. Lisa grumbled a bit and took her smartphone out. Another message from Lucy, no doubt.

"I know you have him. Let me in."