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Grow, Adapt, Overcome.	By : DebbieCync Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 53045 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Lincoln, half buried under his sisters, woke to the sound of beeping. Luan was curled into his left hand side and Lynn his right, with Lucy laying half on him and half on Lynn. Lifting up the covers a little he saw Lisa was lying across his legs with his manhood in one hand pressed against her cheek like a stuffed animal.

The little genius blinked in the sudden influx of light and released him before crawling out of the covers at the foot of the bed.

“Too early,” Luan complained, reaching over to shut off the alarm and falling back asleep.

Lucy muttered something, but it was too quiet to hear and Lynn yawned and slid out from under her with a smile on her face. “I’m awake and hungry,” she announced.

Lincoln passed Lucy over himself as he slid to the side to leave her cuddling with Luan. “Yeah, I could eat,” he decided.

“We need large amounts of food to fuel the change and since Lucy and Luan are in the initial stages, they’ll need more sleep,” Lisa announced.

“In other words you’re hungry as well,” Lincoln said.

“Yes,” Lisa told him with a smile.

“Yes plus X,” he told her, smiling back. “Okay, me and Lynn will go get some fruit and be right back.”

“Good idea,” Lynn said, bouncing on her heels. “Race ya!”

“Clothes,” Lisa said pointedly, reminding them they were naked.

“I keep forgetting those,” Lincoln said with a sigh.

“That’s because you can handle much greater variances in temperature now, so the difference between clothed and naked no longer impinges on your consciousness,” Lisa informed him.

“Makes sense,” the two chorused before grabbing their discarded clothes to get dressed.

“Shirt’s a little tight, so’s the pants,” Lynn noted.

Lisa retrieved her glasses from a pocket in her footie pajamas and put them on. “I believe the virus is enhancing your development much as it has Lincoln.”

Lincoln nodded. “I think you’re gaining a bit more in the curves department.”

“Excellent, I’ve had those on backorder for a couple of years now,” Lynn said with a grin.

“Good one,” Luan said with a chuckle, still asleep.

“Race you,” Lynn told Lincoln, running off before he could respond, causing him to give chase.

Lincoln reached the elevator just after she did and they both laughed as they realized they couldn’t race all the way down as they had to wait for the elevator or take the stairs.

“I loved how Lynn looked when she was a sports star, lean muscle and blinding smile, and I’m guessing if she’s gaining more in the curves department she’s going to end up looking like a sports illustrated swimsuit model,” Lincoln told the readers. “I’m glad I’m developing super strength because I’m going to have to beat the guys off with a stick, something we’ve only really had to do for Leni before.”

The elevator dinged as the door opened and the two stepped inside.

“You really think I’m going to get as pretty as Leni?” Lynn asked quietly.

“You were already as pretty as Leni,” Lincoln said honestly, “it just wasn’t obvious because you cover it up with sports gear and never stand still long enough for anyone to notice.”

Lynn opened her mouth to argue, but paused to consider it. “I’m more Fitness World, she’s more Playboy.”

Lincoln nodded. “Plus she’s got a few more years of growth on you. I figured I had a year, before we’d have to deal with jocks hanging around the neighborhood just to try and ‘accidently’ bump into you.”

Lynn pulled Lincoln to her and kissed him hard. “You make me feel beautiful,” she told him, “and I know you always thought I was, but I didn’t. But don’t worry, you are definitely convincing me.”

“Good,” Lincoln said, wrapping his arms around her. “One day you’re going to look in a mirror and see what I see when I look at you, and you’ll wonder why you ever thought otherwise.”

“If I wasn’t so hungry I’d jump you right here,” Lynn said.

“Food first, then sex,” Lincoln agreed.

“We are such horndogs,” Lynn said with a grin as the elevator doors opened.

“I blame our parents,” Lincoln said, trying not to laugh. “We’re going to need a box or bag to carry everything.”

“The cafeteria still has a lot of stuff in it,” Lynn remembered, “we can snag a huge pot or something.”

“Good idea,” he said as the pair walked down the halls of the hospital. “We really need to dust,” he said with a sigh as they entered the cafeteria and he saw once more how dusty everything was.

“Not unless you’ve got a leaf blower, this place is huge,” Lynn said, pushing open the swinging doors into the kitchen with Lincoln following close behind.

“I don’t think they took anything from here,” he noted as he looked at all the stainless-steel counters and racks of hanging pans and utensils.

Lynn picked a pot off a stove that looked like it could hold enough soup to feed dozens of people. “Good, that means less stuff we have to buy.”

The two made their way outside, leaving the side door open so they could get back in without calling Lisa.

“Race ya!” Lynn called out and sprinted across the parking lot with Lincoln chasing her as she laughed.

It didn’t even take a minute for them to reach the section of road where the fruit was growing as they slowed to a stop.

“I just realized we aren’t wearing shoes,” Lynn said as she set the pot down in the thick Ivy covering the road.

“We’re tough enough that we don’t really need them,” Lincoln said as he picked bunches of grapes off the vines climbing up the sides of the trees.

“And since we don’t really need them anymore we tend to not notice, like you and pants,” Lynn teased.

“Yep, and soon we’re all going to be doing it,” he pointed out. “Not that it matters as we are the only ones here.”

Lynn nodded and climbed an orange tree. “Catch,” she called out before tossing him some oranges.

Lincoln caught them and dropped them in the pot with the grapes, quickly filling half the pot. “We need more grapes,” he told her, catching one last orange and peeling it so he could scarf it down.

Lynn dropped out of the tree, barely bending her knees as she hit the ground while peeling her own orange. “We’re going to have to go into town to get some serious grub for everyone, but this should do for breakfast.”

Lincoln nodded through a mouthful of grapes as he picked up the pot.

“Let’s eat a bit more so we’re not snacking on their breakfast,” Lynn suggested, picking a bunch of grapes off the vine.

Lincoln set the pot down. “Good idea. We should also see about getting some multivitamins. I think we’re eating so much because we need a lot more of everything than we’re getting.”

“We need so many minerals we might want to start eating nails,” Lynn joked, leaping up to pluck a couple of oranges, “and get some seeds for other types of fruit.”

“And vegetables,” Lincoln agreed.

“If we can convince Lisa to invent a bacon plant we’d have it all,” Lynn said before spitting out orange seeds to the side.

“This has been one awesome summer,” Lincoln said.

“And it’s just begun,” Lynn told him. “Got an awesome place, superpowers, and you. Not to mention me and Lucy are getting along better and Luan isn’t moping anymore.”

Lincoln turned to the readers. “Everything seems so wonderful, I’m almost afraid of what the other shoe that’s about to drop is, except… not really feeling a lot of fear these days. Guess my super virus decided fear was a weakness to get rid of or Lynn is right and she has fucked that part of my brain out.”

Lynn burst out laughing and Lincoln flushed a little before laughing himself and picking up the pot.

“You really think we got something bad coming?” Lynn asked as they walked back up the road.

“I’m probably worrying for nothing,” Lincoln admitted, “but part of the reason I’m ‘The Man with a Plan’ is I always look for what could go wrong and try and think of how to handle it.”

“I’m not one for worrying about the future, unless of course it’s how to win the next game,” Lynn said, “I’m more the ‘plan for victory’ type.”

“I know,” Lincoln said, “your confidence is one of your most attractive features.”

“Even if it makes me overreact when I lose?” she asked as they reached the parking lot, recalling how poor a sport she sometimes was.

“We all have our faults,” Lincoln said as they entered the hospital, making sure the door was fully closed behind them.

“So,” Lynn said, changing the subject, as she really hated admitting to having flaws, “how big a boot do you expect to drop on us?”

Lincoln grinned, knowing exactly why she was changing the subject. “Considering how great things are?”

They entered the elevator and Lynn hit the button for the fifth floor. “It’d have to be the mother of all footwear.”

“Zombie apocalypse,” Lincoln suggested.

“War with China,” Lynn countered.

“Giant meteor coming to wipe us all out,” he said with a laugh.

The doors opened and they stepped out onto the fifth floor.

“An alien artifact crashes to Earth and you have to fight a great evil by turning all your sisters into giants,” Lynn said. “Naturally you pick me first,” she said as they walked down the hall.

“Naturally,” Lincoln agreed with a grin.

“What are you two talking about?” Lisa asked, having gotten showered and dressed while they were gone.

“With all the great stuff that’s happened recently we’re trying to figure out what horrible thing is going to happen to balance it out,” Lynn explained.

Lisa nodded. “Well if you were deliberately empowering your sisters to fight a great evil it would start with Leni, as she’s the most naive of us, then Lori would get drawn in, being her roommate and far more competent in inflicting damage.”

“Huh, I could see that happening,” Lincoln said.

“Breast size would probably correlate to stored power so it would go from Leni to Lori and then Luan before Lynn got involved,” Lisa decided.

“What about Luna?” Lincoln asked.

“Considering her involvement with Miss Sharp, the two of them getting involved would be the season two opener,” Lisa explained, “it’s a standard trope.”

“You watch anime,” Lincoln realized.

Lisa looked embarrassed. “Well… ideas for new inventions come from many sources.”

Lynn rolled her eyes. “Eh, at least in life I was number one to patient zero here.”

“Indeed,” Lisa said amused. “By the way, preliminary testing has concluded and it indicates that with the exception of Lincoln’s sperm the virus will only bond to those who we share DNA with.”

“So if Lincoln banged Luna, she’d get infected, but couldn’t pass it onto Sam unless Sam got sloppy seconds,” Lynn said, “or Linc banged her directly.”

“Exactly,” Lisa said, pleased that Lynn understood.

“Meaning that even if we wanted to start an apocalypse with his penis, it’d take a concentrated effort,” Lynn teased her brother, getting a laugh.

“Quite,” Lisa agreed before her stomach growled loudly.

Lincoln set the pot full of fruit down so Lisa could grab a few handfuls. “Start on this and share with our two sleepers while we hit the store for multivitamins and something more substantial.”

Lisa swallowed the mouthful of grapes. “Multivitamins… I should have thought of that myself.”

“You were working on the stuff we couldn’t have figured out,” Lincoln reminded her. “Now if you’ll excuse us, we have a footrace to run.”

“Now you’re speaking my language,” Lynn said excitedly, grabbing his hand and dragging him off to the elevator.

Lisa shook her head. “Evolved beyond human limits, but her nature remains the same.” She paused and considered that fact. “Which seems to be true of all three of us so far.” Making a mental note to see if it held true for Luan and Lucy, she picked up the oversized pot and went to share it with her sleeping sisters.

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Lincoln sped down the winding road after Lynn, who had easily taken the lead, her experience in running trumping whatever physical advantages he still held. Pushing himself hard, he managed to close some of the distance by the time they’d reached the bottom of the hill, but Lynn maintained the lead as they sprinted through town, passing a couple of cyclists along the way.

“Winner once more!” Lynn cheered as they came to a stop at the front of the Super Mart.

Lincoln laughed as he caught his breath, surprised that he was a bit tired considering the changes his body had gone through.

“Ahem,” one of the store employees said and pointed to a sign on the door before they could enter, that read ‘No shoes, No shirt, No service!’

The two looked at one another and saw they were both dressed before noting a lack of footwear.

“Race ya back?” Lynn offered with a shrug.

Lincoln sighed. “Nah, let’s stop by the house, it’s closer and we can let Luna and the twins know the good news while we grab some shoes.”

“Good idea,” Lynn said, “we can raid the fridge while we’re there before going shopping.”

“Yeah, shopping hungry is a bad idea,” he agreed as they both turned to leave.

“Race?” Lynn offered.

Lincoln opened his mouth to accept and then paused. “Better not, we passed a couple of bikers on the way here.”

“So?”

“They were keeping up with traffic,” Lincoln said.

Lynn considered that. “Yeah, we might have overdone it a little. Okay, light jog it is.”

“Just don’t break any records or speed limits,” he advised as they started jogging, making sure to move slower than the cars this time.

They still reached home in under five minutes and neither were out of breath.

“Home sweet home,” Lincoln said as he pulled out his house key and unlocked the front door.

As they both stepped inside they stopped and stared at the three people in the living room.

“Who are you?” Lane asked.

Lincoln turned to Lynn. “Remember when I said I was waiting for the other shoe to drop? Well, here it is.”

“How did you get a key to our house and why do you look so… familiar?” Lars asked.

“Yeah, you guys look like you could be cousins,” Lynn said as she examined the three. “Heck, you could be Linc’s twin sister,” she told Linka.

“She kinda is,” Lincoln said, wondering how this had happened.

“You’re Lynn,” Linka said pointing at the sporty Loud.

“If our brother had curves like that he’d be our sister,” Lane joked. “Get it?”

There was a chorus of groans.

“It wasn’t a dream, was it?” Linka asked Lincoln.

“No, it was real and a dream,” Lincoln told her. Lincoln turned to the readers. “Lisa assured me she didn’t send me into an alternate universe when I talked to her about what had happened, but she was also acting kinda secretive, so I was never quite sure if she was telling the truth.”

“Levi doesn’t lie to me all that often and since there didn’t seem to be any aftereffects from what I went through, I decided not to press for answers I wasn’t sure I wanted,” Linka added.

“You’re both talking to Linka’s spirit friends,” Lars said in disbelief.

“Do you want to do the introductions or should I?” Lincoln asked Linka.

“Well, since this is my home universe I guess I should,” Linka said. “This is Lars,” she said, gesturing to the ten year old boy with black hair that hung in front of his eyes and dressed in black Levi’s and a black t-shirt with black and white striped sleeves, “he’s my younger brother and the male version of Lucy.”

“Nice to meet you, bro,” Lynn said, giving him a wave.

“We’ve met, in a couple of universes,” Lincoln told him.

Lars nodded slowly, wondering when Rod Sterling was going to make an appearance.

Linka turned and pointed at her other brother. “This is Lane, he’s the male version of Luan.”

Lane looked to be about sixteen, his hair was brown and he had a bowl cut. He was wearing a pair of yellow plaid shorts and a white button up shirt with red suspenders and a pink bow tie.

“Nice to meet you... I think,” he offered, confused about what was going on.

“Nice to meet you too,” Lynn said amused.

“We’ve met, as a younger brother you suck, but as a younger sister you’re a pretty nice guy,” Lincoln offered.

Linka waved at Lincoln and Lynn. “This is me and Lynn, if we’d been born as the opposite sex.”

“And a few years older?” Lars asked.

“No, Lisa, our version of Levi, developed a virus that speeds up evolution,” Lincoln explained, “so we’re developing faster.”

“Virus? Is it contagious?” Linka asked, concerned.

“It’s sexually transmitted, so avoid Lincoln’s Log and you’ll be fine,” Lynn said with a laugh.

“My log?” Lincoln asked, making a face like he’d bitten into a lemon.

Lane laughed. “I get it.”

“I could call him Abe,” Lynn offered.

“I’ll accept Abe,” Lincoln said quickly, deciding if he was going to call his penis something, Abe was less embarrassing.

“And Levi, I mean Lisa, injected you both with it?” Linka asked in disbelief, while the boys laughed about the name.

“No, I was exposed when I put one of her petri dishes in the sterilizer while putting her to bed a couple of nights ago,” Lincoln explained.

“Oh,” Linka said, calming down.

Lars tilted his head. “And how did Lynn get it?”

“Splash mountain,” Lynn replied with a smirk, confusing them for a few moments with Lane figuring it our first and laughing until he realized what that meant.

“You and him?” he asked wide eyed.

“No log jokes, please,” Lincoln said.

Lynn shrugged. “I visited the hall of presidents.”

Lane couldn’t help but laugh at that.

“Are you and Lynn...” Lars asked Linka before trailing off, not sure he wanted to know.

“No!” Linka exclaimed. “Me and no one, ever!”

“I decided I was going to let the lunkhead know how much I loved him and… things kinda went from there,” Lynn said proudly.

“Do you think my Lynn feels the same way?” Linka asked, unsure how she felt about it.
“I gotta call Lisa and let her know what’s going on,” Lincoln told Lynn, deciding to let her deal with explaining things.

Lincoln pulled out his cell and dialed Lisa’s number, hoping Lisa’s modification to their phones covered being in alternate universes. “Hey, Lisa. We’re at home, as we forgot to wear shoes and the store kinda requires them. Anyway, we seem to have run into a problem.”

“I have spare funds in my piggy bank if they are required,” Lisa offered.

“No, it’s not that,” Lincoln assured her. “We’ve run into a complication. Do you recall two years ago when I dreamed that I jumped dimensions to one where all our genders were reversed? Yeah, well Linka, Lars, and Lane are sitting on the sofa while Lynn explains our current situation to them.”

“Did they jump dimensions or have we?” Lisa wondered aloud.

Lincoln examined the pictures on the walls. “All physical evidence points to this being their home, not ours.”

“If at all possible, check with my alternate for details, I have some calls to make,” Lisa said. “Bye.”

“Bye,” Lincoln said, hitting the end call button and putting his phone away.

“All I’m saying is, Luan didn’t have a problem with the idea. Heck, none of us did, except Luna who is dating Sam and concerned our parents are going to kill her if they find out,” Lynn said. “Linc had to convince the twins they were too young while we were leaving to quarantine ourselves.”

The native Louds all turned to stare at Linc, before the boys turned to look at Linka who flushed and brushed her long white hair over her face to hide in.

“Just because things turned out this way for us doesn’t mean it reflects on you,” Lincoln told them, “the universes are bound to have more than one difference. For instance, it turns out there isn’t anything I won’t do to make my sister’s happy, which Luna said sounded unfair until I pointed out that I loved them and making them happy made me happy.”

“Anything?” Lars asked cautiously, hearing what he wasn’t saying.

“Anything,” Lynn said firmly, before taking Lincoln’s hand and lacing her fingers through his.

“I don’t think that’s a difference between our worlds,” Lars said, thinking of all Linka had done for her brothers.

Linka brushed her hair back. “Isn’t that normal?” she asked.

“Luke’s gay?” Lane interrupted as he finally made the connection between Luna and Sam and Luke and Sam.”

“Luna is Bi,” Lincoln said, “that doesn’t mean Luke is.”

“I thought she was gay,” Lynn said.

“Remember how crazy she goes over some male celebrities and my tutor that one time?” Lincoln asked. “She’s not like that over girls in general, just Sam, who you have to admit is pretty awesome.”

“Got a point there,” Lynn admitted. “She doesn’t go on about guys like she used to, but that could be because she’s seeing someone.”

“The point is, just because things are one way in our universe doesn’t mean they are that way here,” Lincoln said, “plus if you tease Luke about it you better learn to sleep with one eye open.”

“You have a point there,” Lane agreed, “plus teasing him about being gay when he’s actually gay is kinda gay.”

“Yo peeps, Lynn is in the house!” a teenage boy called out as he opened the front door before he stopped and stared. “Whose our visitors? Cousins?”

Linka groaned. “I’ll explain it to him.”

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Lisa double checked her findings and shook her head before dialing an eleven digit number on her phone. “Hello, Soap and Care Products? I’d like to place an order. I believe the salesman I dealt with last time was named Bright, Doctor Bright…”

AN: And we have plot! Despite my attempt to write simple porn. Remember to review everyone and if you get a chance, read Gigant by Siege Perilous, it’s a great find, and those of you who have read it will notice the call out in this chapter. Peace!
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