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Author's Notes:
This chapter wraps up all the "drama" I could muster in this silly fic. At the very least, there will be one more chapter... unless I can spin another drama arc about Lynn getting cold feet with sex. I hope you guys enjoy~
Disclaimer: The Loud House Copyright Nickelodeon (2019)
Chapter 3: All of the Above
Wew, ok, Lynn. Get your head in the game. You can do this.
The mousey brunette jogged in place, pumping herself up for the challenge that laid ahead. She took deep breaths.
Wew, come on, you can do this. You can do this. You're Lynn Loud!
She jumped in the air and kicked an imaginary ball straight into the soccer goal.
"Heyah!"
Lori suddenly opened her bedroom door, and stared at her younger sister. She crossed her arms and squinted her eyes.
"What are you doing?"
Lynn froze in place. Her eyes going big, her heart racing a million times faster, she choked on what she was going to say.
Oh crap.
Lori tapped her foot.
"Well?"
Lynn opened her mouth and blabbed the first thing that came to mind.
"I-I have a f-friend that needs some boy advice and, um..."
Her shoulders moved up to her ears as she stood in front of Lori.
The older blonde stared at her, and then her eyes started glowing, and her smile looked painfully wide.
"GIRLS! MANDATORY SISTER MEETING!"
She grabbed Lynn by the arm and yanked her into the room. Leni was laying on her bed, filing her nails, but paused when she saw Lori wrangling their younger, sporty sister.
"Hiiii, Lean!"
Lynn grumbled as Lori finally stopped trying to pull her arm out of her socket.
"It's Lynn."
Leni just smiled great big and patted her bed, signaling Lynn to come sit right beside her.
"So, why did you yell, Lori?" She gasped, "Did you break a nail!?"
Lori stared at the two sisters, her smile growing so wide she could barely talk.
"It's finally happening!"
Leni turned to Lynn, then to Lori. Then, to Lynn, and her smile started growing.
"Really!?"
Lori nodded, "Literally!"
Lynn stared between them, unnerved by their predatory grins.
"Literally what, guys? Why are you smiling like-"
She was cut off by Leni squeeing a high pitched squee of delight, throwing her hands up.
Lori followed with her own girlish shriek.
Suddenly, Luna and Luan walked in, and paused when they saw what was going on.
Lynn took a breath and leaned toward her sensible sisters.
"Oh man, am I glad to see you two. You gotta-"
"LYNN HAS A CRUSH ON A BOY!"
"NO WAY, DUDE, SERIOUSLY!?"
"WELL I DON'T WANT TO CRUSH YOUR SPIRIT, LYNN, BUT-"
They both started screaming, too.
Lynn rolled onto her side, grabbed a pillow, stuffed her ears, and groaned.
All of her remaining sisters took their turn screeching in joy as they heard the good news.
Even Lily, who crawled into Lynn's lap, put her hands on Lynn's chest, and babbled a long string of sage relationship advice guaranteed to work things out.
Lynn was now surrounded by nine sisters, and she was blushing like crazy.
"Come on, guys, it's not a big deal."
"Oh, this is literally a big deal," Lori spoke for the group, "Now, give us the deets."
The room grew quiet as Lynn was pinned down by nine excited sisters' gazes.
She gulped.
"W-what? I just need advice for my, uh, friend."
Luna leaned over and tapped her arm.
"Don't be shy, luv. We'll teach you how to give a dog a bone."
Luan giggled, "More like give him a boner. Hahaha, get it?"
Lola cringed as she left her spot beside Luan, "Yeah... you're weird," and walked over to Lynn.
"Right," she looked her sister up and down, "I can make even you look presentable for your date. Now, what does he like? Would he rather go with a Miss Universe or a first time pageant winner?"
Lynn's eyes were big as she tried leaning back.
"I uh, I-"
Suddenly Leni was right in front of her and slammed a puffy fabric makeup thingy right in Lynn's face.
"Fashion makeover!"
Lynn's veins were throbbing in her temple. She started growling.
Lisa tried pushing a vial into her hands.
"This is a special concoction of pheromones and aphrodisiacs, streetnamed, Fatal Encounter. One spritz of this and you'll be irresistible. Uh, I'd recommend starting a daily dose of oral contraception at least seven days before your date."
Leni gasped in outrage.
"Lisa! She doesn't want to kill him!"
Luan chimed in, hanging around her older blonde sister's neck.
"Well, I dunno, she might want to knock him dead! Hahaha ge- Oh geez, Leni, don't cry."
Lynn put her hands up and glared at them all.
"Woah woah woah! This isn't about me! This is about my friend! I only wanted advice on what to tell her."
They all grinned evilly, and Lori especially couldn't shake her upbeat meddling in Lynn's affairs.
"Sure, Lynn~ So what does 'your friend' need help with?"
The brunette girl just blushed bright crimson as she stuttered.
"W-well, this boy, um, asked her to be his girlfriend. So... what does she do?"
Lori hummed, tapping her chin.
"Does she like him?"
Lynn's blush was spreading down her neck.
"M-maybe, yeah."
Lori leaned forward, putting her hands on the bed by Lynn's legs. She seemed so much like a motherly sister and a hungry predator; Lynn didn't know how to react to it.
"Then, yo- she should literally say yes!"
"Y-you really think so?"
"Yep, you're totally gonna have him eating out of your hand."
"She," Lynn reminded her.
Lori grinned even wider.
"She will literally have him eating out of her hand."
From there, things carried on as one would expect.
Leni got out some watermelon flavored lip gloss and prepped her lips for some smooching lessons.
"Uh, what are you doing?" Lynn asked, leaning back on the bed.
Leni straddled her, pushing her down flat on the bed.
"I'm gonna teach you how to kiss a boy!"
Lynn was beginning to sweat as Leni's lips came closer and closer...
Suddenly, Lori grabbed her blonde sister and pulled her off.
"Bad Leni, we don't kiss our siblings. That's wrong."
"But Lori!" Leni whined with a pout, "It wasn't wrong when you taught me how to-mmmph!"
She glared at Lori as the oldest blonde, blushing and stuttering, clasped her hand over Leni's mouth and politely told her to stop talking.
Leni gave up; instead rolling her eyes and letting Lori guide her to the corner. She sighed and watched from her naughty girl chair. Pout.
It wasn't fair! She and Lori were kissing just minutes before Lynn was kicking outside the door! Ugh!
Lana took the opportunity to give her older sister some top tier advice while the teens were busy.
"What a boy likes more than anything else, Lynn, is seeing a girl that's not afraid to get dirty."
Lynn hummed, "Hey, that's actually-"
Lana unzipped her bibs and pulled Hops out of her underwear.
"Pull a frog out on your first date and he will for sure fall for you!"
She smiled great big while Lola rolled her eyes, shaking her head, and mouthing, No, don't do that, it's terrible advice.
As things died down, Lori eventually got bored.
"Alright, twerps, everyone out. Meeting adjourned."
They all got up and started leaving. Even Leni, at least before Lori grabbed her and pulled her back in. As the door closed, Lynn couldn't help but catch their conversation.
"-can stay, Leni, we still need to talk."
"Oooh, let me get more lip gloss~"
Suddenly, Lynn was standing in the middle of the hallway. Alone, lost in her thoughts...
Her sisters tried, but whereas they excelled in heavy meddling, they didn't score big points on giving great advice en masse.
Lynn sighed and leaned against the wall.
"Now you sound like me."
The brunette jumped, her hair standing on end as she turned to her own bedroom doorway.
"Lucy!"
"Sigh. I wasn't even trying that time."
Lynn glared at her as she rubbed her arms, calming herself down as well as she could.
"I'm not in the mood right now, Luce."
The younger girl stepped aside.
"I know. Our sisters are too enthusiastic. Do... you still want someone to talk to?"
Lynn looked away, frowning. Sigh. She looked back and nodded.
And together they walked inside and set down on their respective beds.
The minutes passed by in complete silence.
Eventually Lynn grabbed a ball and started bouncing it on the wall. She knew Lucy was watching her, but she couldn't bring herself to confess her heart so soon after the recent onslaught of poorly executed but well intentioned sisterly intervention.
Lucy sighed, "Lynn..."
The ball kept bouncing.
"When are you going to talk to Lincoln about your feelings?"
The ball stopped.
Lynn's face burned.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Lynn, you know you can't hide anything from me."
The brunette stared at her bed, holding the ball in her hands. Rolling it, squeezing, tossing it onto the ground. She sighed.
"I'm not angry. We're still sisters, and I... Sigh. You know I have trouble expressing myself, but you know me unlike anyone else. I-" she looked away, then faced her again, "I want to help you, just like you help me."
She smiled faintly; barely noticeable to anyone not looking for it. But as Lynn looked at her sister, she saw the smile immediately. It gave her hope, gave her a reason to smile too.
"We both suck at mushy crap."
"Sigh. Zombies gorging on a human buffet are so much easier to talk about than love."
Lynn laughed, "Anything is easier."
She started laughing, and Lucy laughed too: monotone, with pauses, incredibly awkward. It was adorable enough that Lynn laughed even more.
Lynn sobered up pretty quick however.
"Yeah, sooo... You're right. Lincoln is the boy, a-and... Um, I'm the girl... So... what do I do?"
Lucy raised her hand, "Have you tried offering him your mortal soul?"
Lynn hummed, "No, but I stuck my foot in his mouth."
"Sigh. How did he react?"
Lynn snorted, "Oh man, you should have seen how pissed- uh, upset he was."
Lucy huffed, "Lynn, I might be eight but I'm mature enough to handle hearing curse words."
Lynn smirked as she stood up, stretching up, pushing her breasts out.
"Mhm, so wanna hear about when he touched my tits?"
She could see the pink blush suddenly blooming on Lucy's face, and the girl stuttered and looked at the ground.
"I-I... w-well, I... I'm still just eight after all..."
Lynn bounced over, sitting beside her sister, wrapping an arm around her.
"I know, and when you're finally as mature as me I'll tell you how it felt."
She winked, even as Lucy rolled her eyes and huffed again.
"What? Mature enough to kick a boy's teeth in instead of tell him how I feel?"
Lynn was blushing now.
"S-shut up."
"You know I'm right, Lynn," Lucy teased her. "But you still need to tell him how you feel."
Lynn groaned, falling back on Lucy's bed, throwing her arms out.
"Yeah, but how?"
"Just be honest. You obviously like him, so when you see him next just, you know, perform a soul binding ritual, sealing your eternal fates together in a sacred token of your mutual love."
Lynn just stared at her.
"Sigh. Or you could kiss him and tell him yes. That's an option, too. A boring option."
Lynn grinned, "Thanks for the advice, Luce."
"You're wel-ahh," she cried as Lynn pulled her down onto her and wrestled her into a sleeper hold.
"W-was tha-at-" she choked, "Really necessary?"
Lynn smiled even bigger as she adjusted her arms so she was hugging her instead.
"Yep. You know what I'm trying to say."
Lucy smiled, too.
"I do, and if I turn evil and resurrect an army of undead, you'd be the last person I sacrifice to the dark gods."
Lynn hugged her tighter.
"Aww, thank you."
She released her, chuckling as Lucy gasped for air.
"N-no problem."
"Right, so now I need to give Lincoln my answer. Here, Lucy, hold my ball."
The goth girl leaned up, her back creaking.
"What-"
The bouncy ball Lynn was playing with earlier suddenly ricocheted off her head with a dull thunk.
"Sigh."
They'd just got back from another evening jog down the streets. Lynn was doing stretches in the backyard. Lincoln was leaning against the house, panting and holding his knees for support.
"Come on," Lynn smirked, "It was only two miles."
Lincoln wheezed as he tried doing a few stretches himself.
"More like, too dang far, Lynn."
Lynn started walking toward him, swaying her hips. She was dressed in a red sports bra and matching shorts and sneakers. Her brother was dressed in shorts, a white tee he borrowed from her, and shoes.
"With some more exercise, maybe you won't tire out so easily."
Lincoln looked up as she was only a few feet away and still coming.
"Maybe if you didn't try to kill me, I wouldn't be, y'know, nearly dead."
She was standing in front of him now, grinning so cockily, just as she always did when he fought back.
"I think you whine too much."
Lincoln stuck his tongue out.
"Yeah, well you smell."
Sadly, that was true.
"That's the smell of victory, Lincoln," she tsked, moving herself to lean on the wall beside him.
"Please take a bath tonight, and don't put it off for one of your rituals," he begged.
She knew why he did, too. Because as the weeks came and went, their bond kept growing stronger. And those times when they found themselves alone, or at least when no one was looking, they pushed their bond further than it was the day before.
Lynn grinned, figuring it was time to push things once more.
"I will if you join me~"
She winked at him, enjoying how he blushed and looked at her body for a second before staring at the ground.
And then, the mood turned.
He started to frown. Now Lynn was frowning, too. And that was a peculiarly shaped blade of grass between her feet...
"It's been a week, Lynn..."
"I know."
"Have... have you thought about it?"
"I have."
He looked up at her.
"And?"
Such a curious array of emotions ran across her face. She began sweating, and not from her jog. She was pink, and not from a healthy flush. Her shoulders raised up, trying to hide her face from him. Her fingers started tapping on her knees.
Lincoln saw her eyes clench shut, but he didn't speak. He knew she needed time.
Lynn thought to herself about everything her sisters said, especially Lucy. Her roomie gave the best advice ever. Now, all Lynn had to do was tell Lincoln exactly what she said to say, and he'd be eating out of the palm of her hand.
Taking a steadying breath, Lynn turned her eyes to lock onto his.
"Lincoln..."
Both were scared, but they couldn't leave.
"If... if something bad ever happened to me..."
Lincoln's eyes were searching hers; her own so close to tears.
"I need you to know that..."
Here it is, Lynn. Tell him.
"I'd kill you last."
Lincoln blinked right as Lynn's eyes went big.
"Shit! No, I meant I'm gonna give you a dog- No, damn it, Luna, no one understands your music advice..."
She slammed her head back into the wall, and closed her eyes.
And fought back the tears.
The shot clock was done. She blew her final seconds to make the winning basket.
Lynn Loud was number one in everything except... the one thing that really counted.
And then, Lincoln started laughing.
Lynn turned and gaped at him.
The boy was bent over, laughing so hard he was shaking.
"L-Lincoln?"
He fell onto the grass, rolling around, chuckling like crazy.
Once Lynn realized he wasn't dying, she took in the whole situation.
And naturally, things led her to the most likely outcome. And she burned with embarrassment and anger.
"Are you laughing at me!?" she accused him.
Lincoln fought back his enjoyment, finally coming to rest on the grass. He stared up at his sister, smiling at her fury.
"You actually went to our sisters for advice? Is that what the meeting was about?"
Lynn's blush was slipping down her neck.
"M-maybe..."
He reached a hand out, and she grabbed it and yanked him up onto his feet.
His hand moved into its favorite resting place; right on her hip, with his fingers dancing on her curves.
He looked right into her eyes as he stepped closer, pressing his body into hers.
"I wasn't laughing at you. But I realized how awful it must have been for you to be at the epicenter of a sisternado. I wish I could have seen it. I bet it was priceless."
Lynn groaned as her own hands slipped around his neck.
"It was awful..." she sighed, "And it's not as priceless as you."
Lincoln blinked, then flushed, pressing his face in her hair.
"That was really romantic, Lynn..."
"It was? ...oh, hey, yeah!"
Lincoln chuckled, and this time Lynn laughed with him, holding him tighter.
They pulled apart, and Lincoln reached into his pocket for a piece of paper.
"Lynn, I know you have a hard time giving an answer to an emotional question that puts you on the spot..."
He handed her the card he'd made just that day.
"So, why don't we play a game instead? You don't have to tell me anything, and there's only one rule: mark one box."
Lynn nodded, and looked down at the paper as she unfolded it in her hands.
To Lynn
Do you want to be Lincoln's girlfriend?
[ ] YES
[ ] ABSOLUTELY
[ ] SHUT UP AND KISS YOUR GIRLFRIEND, LINCOLN
The brunette smiled and grabbed the pen he offered her, and she wrote down a fourth option.
Lincoln looked at her blushing face, so sincere and glowing with affection. And when he saw her handwritten option, and the mark beside it, he started to tear up.
"Lynn, I-"
And she threw herself at him, causing them both to crash into the ground, and started kissing him until the boy thought he'd surely faint from a lack of oxygen.
And beside them, the paper drifted to the ground.
[x] All of the above
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