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Mr. Fix It	By : Obstinatural Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 9601 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lincoln gave a tight smile to Lola as she stood at the top of the stairs, "How was school?"

"Read about it in my chatagram story," Lola rolled her eyes, "What, you got somewhere to be?" Lincoln nodded with a chuckle, "Have it your way then…" With a sigh she twirled her baton and took a step to the side to let him pass through.

"Are you seriously practicing your ribbon dancing on the top of the stairs?" Lincoln took a step forward and stood before Lola, "Sounds kind of dangerous."

"Ha. Maybe to you," She prodded a finger into his chest, "Mr. Wet-Blankey-Too-Grown-Up-For-Chocolate-Milky." Lincoln rolled her eyes when he spotted Lana burp from down the hallway in front of his door, the empty plastic milk bottle in her hands. He flashed her a thumbs up that Lana returned. Lola prodded another finger into his chest, "Leni goes through a lot of trouble for you, the least you can do is drink her milky. Jerk." He opened his mouth but Lola continued, her voice softened, "But thanks for cheering her up and letting her take a nap in your bed… I-" She went up to whisper in Lincoln's ear, "I think she missed Lori."

"Yeah, we all miss Lori." Lincoln sighed, at least Lola, Leni, and Lincoln miss Lori- he can't speak for anyone else at the moment. "Well, I have to go talk to Sam. Luna and Sam's anniversary is next week-"

"On it." Lola retrieved her phone that was tucked into her black leotard somehow, "I'm thinking cat themed." Lincoln nodded in appreciation.

He really didn't like bossing his siblings around most of the time but he had to say something, "But really, Lola, you shouldn't be doing cartwheels by the stairs-"

With a huff she brought down her phone, "Maybe to you my Pageantry is just fun and games-"

"It isn't, I take it pretty seriously and I know you do too." Lincoln rebutted, "But you could get hurt-"

"And I could get hurt on stage, too" Lola shook her head and went back to her room with the intention of returning to the stairs when he left, "My performance is life and death to me. My practice should be too." She peeked her head out the door to give him one last derisive look, "I don't expect you to understand." She slammed the door.

"No!" Lincoln cupped his hands, "I actually get that! I don't mind then! Just be careful!"

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk." Lana approached Lincoln and clicked her tongue, "Listen, bro. You can't let those blondies walk all over you, otherwise you'll be Down Bad reaaaal quick…"

Lincoln shot Lana a look of confusion, "Excuse m-"

"Nuh-uh, Mr. Lets-Lola-Try-To-Beak-Her-Neck." She cut him off and hiked her thumb towards his room, "And you got Leni setting up shop in your bed! You know how it is with blondes, you give them an inch and they'll take a freakin' mile- trust me." She pat him on the shoulder as she descended down the stairs, "And- knowing you: you're on your way to Sam. Pretty soon you'll be doing her laundry or somethin' like that," She grumbled to herself, "Might as well start taking her out on dates too. Stupid, stupid, Lincoln, givin' me nothing but worries." She gave a sad sigh.

Lincoln rolled his eyes and chuckled. He's in total control of this situation. Things aren't spiraling into chaos. And he certainly isn't on the precipice of the point of no return. It's all just politics. And hormones. He shook his head as he made his way to Luna's door, he wasn't about to let some chemicals in his brain boss him around.

He pressed the David Steele spy-ear to the door before knocking. Music could be heard, she's probably just reading or working on her homework- or… Lincoln shook his head. If Luna is downstairs going to town on one of Mazzy's spare drumsticks then there is a good chance that Sam is petting her kitty too. Luna and Luan's door does have a lock to it.

He knocked, "Hey, it's Lincoln! I was wondering if-" it sounded like Sam fell off the bed and he could pick up moans coming from something, "I could come in to annoy you for a little bit!" He heard a quiet string of embarrassed curses and a laptop shutting, she was watching pornography. Huh, Lincoln blinked, he didn't know girls do that.

He heard hurried footsteps approach the door and put the spy-ear back into his jeans pocket. Lincoln took a deep breath and put on his most innocent face.

It didn't really look as convincing as it used to.

"S-sure, Lincoln! Haha…" Sam undid the lock on the door and opened it, she took a glance back at the laptop to double check that it was off, "I was just working on some homework," Sam's cheeks reddened as Lincoln gave her a knowing nod, "Come in!" She let out a little bit too enthusiastically, Lincoln raised an eyebrow as he closed the door behind him. He didn't really like making Sam uncomfortable. "A-and you don't annoy me, Lincoln. I'll always make some time for you! Haha."

He stared at the door a little bit before locking it, he turned around and flashed Sam a smile, "Oh, don't give me that. I'm at the age where I understand the importance of privacy. So- in the future," Lincoln cleared his throat, "Let me know-"

"Hahahaha! No!" Sam hid her hands behind her back, "It wasn't like that, I- I was just…" Her face flashed with panic and she made an almost unseen glance at the laptop, Lincoln realized he probably shouldn't have brought it up in the first place.

He found an angle, "It's cool, Sam." He sighed and went over to a beanbag chair with hands raised, "I know how Fletnix can be, we have parental controls on for a reason." He sat down and gave her a smirk, "I've been told that I have a habit of walking in at the worst possible moment." This is because Lincoln does that on purpose.

"R-right." Sam calmed herself, she almost felt bad lying to him, "Yeah, they can get a bit raunchy. Especially for gradescho-"

"I'm in middle school now, Sam." Lincoln rolled her eyes, "I know about the birds and the bees- plus, I have about 50 elder sisters," He gave a laugh, "But that's not why I'm here."

Sam nodded, there was something weird about Lincoln today. She adjusted her pants before sitting down and quickly cringed, not only were her panties wet but her belt was undone! She quickly turned around and fixed herself, "R-riiiight." She quickly sat down on a pillow that fell from Luna's bunk and turned to meet him, "Why did you decide to come in?"

"I…" Lincoln scratched his head and looked away, "I guess I missed you-" He gave an awkward laugh and raised his hands, "B-but not like, a weird kind of missing you… it's just been a while since we talked…"

"Oh." Sam blinked and guilt hung over her head like an anvil. She was just fingerblasting herself in her girlfriend's room and this 11 year old kid walked in and wanted to know how she was doing. His innocent shy smile hurt to look at, "Yeah…" She sighed, "I missed you a lot too. It- it was really fun having you around at the animal shelter."

"I'd show up more, but I don't need people thinking I have some kind of guilty conscience…" Lincoln lied as he tucked a leg over another, "And honestly- please don't think I'm a bad person or anything, but I had way more fun spending time with you than picking up dog poop."

Sam giggled, she missed how much of a charmer Lincoln was. "I'll promise not to hold it against you too much," Sam rolled her eyes, "So have you been keeping out of trouble?" Sam already knew the answer, she gave him a mocking smile and leaned forward in her chair.

Lincoln wished Sam didn't smile at him like that, at least not right now. He blushed, "Nope. Absolutely not." He gave an awkward chuckle, "I would say something like: trouble has a way of finding me…" Lincoln found the courage to give her an embarrassed smile, "But it doesn't help that I come running."

Sam returned Lincoln's blush. This kid IS trouble. She isn't going to say he has a heart of gold or anything, but he's mostly well-meaning- just a bit selfish sometimes. But so is she, "Riiiiight." She bobbed her head to the left and right and Lincoln understood why Luna fell for her in that moment, "Just make sure you don't get caught next time."

Lincoln shook his head and gave a mocking sigh, "Sam… you're being a bad influence." He frowned, "Are you going to take responsibility for me if I end up in jail when I grow up?"

"Yeah." Sam nodded, "I'll kill you myself." She raised an eyebrow, "Don't give me that shocked expression!" She shook her head and laughed, "I know you're faking it."

He closed his mouth and pouted, "Jeez, Sam. You see right through me." His pout turned into a smile, "So- how have you been?"

Sam blinked as she thought about how to answer that. Horny. Confused. Disgruntled. Thinking about kidnapping an adorable 11 year old who makes her smile just with a look. "I've been trying to keep myself active…" Lincoln gave a small laugh at that and covered his mouth, Sam turned red- he probably knows what she was doing when he knocked, "Not like that, perv…" She decided to dodge his laugh with an eyeroll.

"Like what?" Lincoln furrowed his brow, "Oh. Yeah. Ha." He pulled on the collar of his polo, "I just hit puberty today so these kinds of jokes are new to me, be patient." Sam's eyes widened in horror and Lincoln quickly continued, "How are you and Luna doing?"

Sam opened and closed her mouth. "Uh…" Her head spun with the new knowledge that Lincoln was now hitting puberty, "Things are…" She wondered if he was listening in at the door and if he heard the… video she was watching, "Going…" At least it was big bro little sis-

"Probably not that great if you're taking this long to answer," Lincoln released a held in breath and raised a hand to stop Sam from arguing, "It's okay, Sam. Whatever the problem is, I'm on your side," He lied, he's on his side, "I know how much of a handful Luna is. Heck, you'd probably need two hands to deal with her- maybe four."

Sam wondered if he was implying something but quickly shook that thought away out of guilt. "Is it that obvious?" Sam asked.

"No, honestly. But to me it is." Lincoln cleared his throat, "Don't call me a creep or anything- but I get a good feeling whenever you're upset by something."

"Creep." Sam laughed.

"Okay! Fine!" Lincoln laughed along with her, "I'm sorry for creeping on my older sister's hot girlfriend-"

"You think I'm h-h-hot?" Sam blushed.

"Well, sure- yeah?" Lincoln raised an eyebrow like Sam asked the stupidest thing on the planet, "Not only are you nice and pretty- you're also patient and understanding. I'm really happy that you're in Luna's life and that I got to meet you." He sighed and placed his hands on his knees, lowering his head to meet Sam at eye-level, "That's why I'm meddling in your affairs. I'd like to keep you around in my life, even if it means I have to be nosy."

"W-wow, Lincoln." Sam fanned her face, "You're probably a LOT of trouble for the girls at your school."

"Sure." Lincoln rolled his eyes and gave a bitter laugh, "Too bad for them that I know you-" He held his palm facing downwards at eye-level and slowly raised it, "Because you, Sam, have made my Acceptable Girlfriend Parameters skyrocket. Hope those girls did some stretches, that's one heck of a bar to climb." He sadly shook his head.

Jesus Christ. Sam blinked. Lincoln isn't being exactly shy that he has a crush on her. This made Sam feel something she hasn't felt in a while: wanted. She laughed out of embarrassment and at Lincoln's huge ego, "You might want to work on that big head of yours, Lincoln. This room might get a little bit cramped."

"H-hey…" Lincoln quickly grabbed his head in different places, feeling it out, "I'm still growing, it'll look proportionate soon." He panicked, "Hopefully."

"Oh, lighten up, Lincoln!" Sam giggled, "I was talking about your ego!" Lincoln stopped panicking and sighed in relief, "You look very handsome." Sam's voice came out like a growl and she caught herself, "In a… cute kind of way." Sam blushed.

"Thank you." Lincoln felt shivers run down his spine when Sam complimented him, he felt his eyes drift down to her collarbone and immediately brought them back up to her now absolutely red face, "Sorry. I-" He sighed in guilt, "I was checking you out. I'm… new to this hormone stuff."

Sam opened her mouth, she was in pants and a long-sleeved shirt. She didn't even have makeup on. And this boy just looked at her like she was sexier than Kate Bush on the Hounds of Love album cover. "It's okay, Lincoln. You're at least allowed to look." She cringed, "Yikes! Haha!" She aired out the pits of her shirt, "Sorry, that wasn't helping anything…"

"Oh, cool, I was worried I was breaking some rules or something," Lincoln sighed and tried to look at the distance between himself and Sam objectively, it made things easier to handle, "I don't really want any more community service hours- and I don't want to creep you out."

Sam's expression faltered when she saw a sad look in Lincoln's eyes. Maybe he isn't such a bad boy after all. "Listen, I get it- I mean I was a confused kid too, heck I probably still am confused." Sam gave him an uneasy smile and blushed, "You know Ms. DiMartino?"

"Yeah, sometimes she helps me out with my French lessons whenever she substitutes." Lincoln blinked, "I also think she's a very nice lady." Girls don't like it when you talk about other girls with them, he learned this today with Leni.

"Well…" Sam gave an embarrassed laugh, she hadn't even told Luna this, "Back when I was your age I used to give her one of those big sweet tea cans whenever she would substitute in the morning…"

"That's nice of you." Lincoln blushed as he remembered giving a fruit basket to the sub back in 5th grade.

"Right." Sam gave a nervous laugh, "W-well, I also would also sneak into the faculty restrooms right after lunch so I could… uh…" Shame burned her face, "Hear her pee."

"Oh." Lincoln coughed and nodded his head, "I see…" Lincoln and Sam sat in silence with burning cheeks, "So… you have a pee fetish?"

"What?" Sam freaked out and scrambled in her chair, "N-No!" She started stammering, "I just- you know… I thought she was hot and… I wanted to be in the same room with her with her pants off!" Sam pulled her collar, "I'm j-just trying to say that hormones can make people do crazy stuff!"

"Right." Lincoln nodded, "Sorry if I made you upset with that." His voice was genuinely apologetic and Sam felt bad about flipping her lid, she looked away in shame. "It's- like, the nudity thing, right? I can understand that."

"Yeah!" Sam nodded back enthusiastically, "That! Haha!" She kicked her feet, happy that Lincoln understood she wasn't some kind of degenerate piss-slut. "You get it." She placed her hands on her hips and nodded.

"Back when I wasn't a mess of hormones I used to lounge around in my underwear to read comics and stuff," Lincoln realized the awkward situation he placed his hormonal sisters in as he said that, "L-looking back that probably wasn't cool of me to do…" He ran his hands through his hair and looked at his shoes in horror, "I feel like I should apologize to them…"

The idea of coming home to see Lincoln relaxed and leafing through comic books sounded incredibly endearing to Sam, among other things that she shouldn't be thinking of. "I don't think you should have to apologize for your body, Lincoln. You're a very very very handsome boy." Sam sighed, she didn't want him to grow up to be some kind of weirdo prude. "Just- maybe wear a blanket over yourself."

"Yeah," Lincoln pursed his lips and nodded, trying hard to ignore all the Verys Sam used and how that made him feel very very very good, "Maybe get one of those snuggle robe things…" He tilted his head towards Sam, "So have you told Luna that you have a nudity fetish?" The lights went out in Sam's eyes, "She'd probably be pretty receptive to it."

Nudity fetish? Sam's mind swam. Sure- it'd be incredibly hot to just be casually nude together but, "I- I don't know, Linc'..." Sam scratched her head and looked down, "Sometimes I'm not even sure if Luna likes it when I'm naked." Sam wondered why she would say that.

"Oh, well she does." Lincoln nodded, "She told me."

"Sh-she told you?" Sam asked, her confused look matched by Lincoln's.

"I mean, yeah?" Lincoln shrugged his shoulders, "She likes to do stuff with you. She wants to do more stuff with you, but she's shy-" Lincoln chuckled and shook his head, "It's like I said: Luna is a lot to handle just by yourself. She can be-" He looked at the door and got up to throw a purple towel down to smother the crack of the door. Sam cringed as he sniffed it and raised his eyebrows. "A-anyways," It smelt like kitty, "Luna can be really dumb."

"Well…" Sam's cheeks burned in frustration, "I would've liked it if she was the one who told me that, not her younger brother."

"Well, she's my sister and your girlfriend," He sighed, "So I guess that makes you my girlfriend in-law, at least according to her."

"Wh-what?" Sam blinked at the implications of her girlfriend inviting Lincoln into their relationship- how fun it would be to just pall around and talk all day in their underwear. And then she realized that Luna was probably joking, "Oh. Haha!" She gave an awkward laugh, "That's pretty funny."

Lincoln matched Sam's awkward laugh with a genuine chuckle, "Yeah, Lana was giving me grief and said I that I must have a thing for pretty blondes or something…" Lincoln shook his head while Sam almost screamed, "I think you'd still be pretty even if you were a redhead," Lincoln accidentally slipped out his preferred hair color and caught himself, "Or any kind of hair… and I'd still like to spend time with you…" Lincoln cleared his throat, that sounded kind of lame, "And stuff…"

Sam misunderstood what Lincoln meant by "And stuff…" She felt herself beginning to talk and thought about jamming in one of the pins on her denim coat into her voicebox, "I guess if you're my boyfriend in-law according to Luna, I wouldn't mind doing some stuff-" Lincoln's eyes shot open and Sam screamed, "I MEAN- JUST LIKE CASUAL STUFF- LIKE, LIKE THE UNDERWEAR," No that was still weird, Sam tried again, "NO WAIT, I MEAN KISSING- JUST NOT THIRD BASE YET-" Lincoln tilted his head and made a lowering motion with his hands to indicate that she should settle down, "I MEAN- WE HAVEN'T BEEN ON ONE DATE!" Sam was pulling her hair and Lincoln got up and walked towards her, "BUT LUNA WOULD HAVE TO BE THERE, TOO- OTHERWISE IT'S CHEATIN-"

Lincoln covered her mouth, "Calm down." He gave a sigh of relief and thanked himself for covering up the door crack, "It's just hormones." He released Sam's mouth and she stared ahead, he slowly stroked her hair, "But for now- let's just talk about you and Luna." She gave a shaky nod and he knelt in front of her, "I'm going to try to get her to open up to you about her needs," He pulled himself in front of Sam's face and didn't say anything until she nodded, "And when she does that I want you to talk about what you'd like."

"Yes, Lincoln." Sam blushed and sighed, "I'm- I'm sorry. It's- I-You" Lincoln nodded to let her know she didn't have to continue. Unfortunately she did anyways, "I think I wouldn't mind dating you- but," She lowered her voice to a whisper, her heart beating like crazy, "We can't tell anyone."

"Like I said:" Lincoln sighed and scratched the back of her ear, "Let's just focus on you and Luna right now. Okay?"

"Yeah…" Sam frowned, she wanted to focus on Lincoln. A lot. In fact she already was focusing. On his boner. "S-so, where is she?"

"She should be up soon." Lincoln took a deep breath, "When she gets up here, could you let her play with your kitty? Like what we did with the cats in heat?" Sam REALLY needs to calm down, Lincoln can't really take more of this boyfriend in-law stuff. He knows her feelings are probably just hormone induced.

And this whole "boyfriend in-law" bullcrap is incredibly stupid, Lincoln figured if he was going to invest his time in something as serious as being a boyfriend it should be with no strings attached. He didn't want anyone of this half-assed bullcrap. And if Sam was in girlfriend in-law doesn't that make Bobby and Benny his boyfriends in-law? Last time he checked he wasn't bi- but he'd be okay with holding hands. Benny had a nice smile. Bobby is a great cook. Lincoln quickly waved those thoughts away, he had enough on his plate as it is.

"Yeah." Sam nodded, her heart blossomed- he was receptive to her advances! "Y-y-you want to watch, right?"

Lincoln tightened his lips and squinted. Saying "no" would probably hurt her feelings. Saying "yes" would probably be the stupidest decision he has made this year, and he's made A LOT of those. "Well…" Lincoln felt his knees wobble and he sat down on the floor, "How about later?" Lincoln figured the middle ground was probably the most level footing. He splayed his body out on the floor and stared at the ceiling, "I could probably stand to learn a thing or two about petting kitties."

Right. Sam's heart broke a little bit, but it'd be kinda weird if he didn't date around. And spent so much time with them. It's probably for the best if he gets a "beard" going forward. She chuckled at his craftiness and got up to stroke his adorable face, "Uh-huh. That won't be a problem just-" She didn't want him to think she was a slut, "No touching the first time… not till you take us out on a date or something. There's a process to this."

"Right." Lincoln gave a shaky nod, "Training wheels. You need training wheels to learn how to ride a bike."

"Maybe two dates before we start talking about," Sam giggled and whispered into his ear, "Riding…"

The lock was heard opening and Luna stepped in and closed the door behind him. Lincoln stood up and straightened up his pants, he figured it was time to get this over with.

Luna gave an uncomfortable wave to Sam and Sam flashed her a small knowing smile and nodded. Luna's confused expression was replaced with compliance as Lincoln pointed at the purple bean bag chair, "Sit." He commanded. Luna gave a quick nod and sat down, fidgeting at the sensation of her still wet kitty. She couldn't finish. Her hands weren't enough.

"Hey…" Luna looked to the floor and said to Sam, "Sorry I took so long…"

Lincoln gave a sigh as he locked the door and shoved the towel underneath the door crack again (after he gave it another sniff). He made deliberately loud steps between the two girls and faced Luna, "Luna. I would like it if you would let Sam know about your needs."

"Sam." Luna spoke on command, her voice shaking- but she quickly found courage in Lincoln's warm smile, "I really really really want to have sex with you. Like, all the time, dude."

Lincoln nodded at pet Luna's head, she almost started panting at his touch and quenched her weirdness with guilt. Sam was really really really excited at the sight of Luna almost screaming when her little brother touched him. Lincoln turned to Sam and she quickly straightened her back, "Sam, what do you have to say about that?"

"Please." Sam nodded enthusiastically to Luna, "When I don't feel your touch I feel so empty."

"Good." Lincoln sighed in relief, "Now, Sam." Sam broke the loving gaze and bit her lip as Lincoln's commands made her shiver, this made Luna feel more weird. "I would like for you to let Luna know about your needs."

"Luna." The blonde scooted closer to her girlfriend and took her face in her hand, "I- I wanna hang out in the nude, I love your body. And…" Lincoln walked over to pet Sam's head and motioned for her to continue, "I have a fetish. A Nude Fetish." She's pretty sure there's a better word for it but continued, "I want all three of us to be more open, not just with our words and stuff- but with our bodies."

"Yeah." Luna spoke fast, "I'd like that. I'd like that a lot."

"Now, Lincoln." Sam giggled and turned to a shocked Lincoln, he was still reeling from the "all three of us" part, "Do you have something you want to say two the two of us?" She took his hand that was frozen in her head and Luna took his other, "Any of your needs you'd like us to meet?"

"What?" Lincoln blinked and the two of them gripped his hands tighter, he steadied his voice and continued, "Fine. I mean-" He sighed, "I'm just glad you two are trying to make this work out so things can get back to NORMAL, because if you two broke up it would be VERY," He shot the two of them a look of madness, "VERY… Upsetting to me." Lincoln likes things the way they are.

Luna and Sam mistook his troubling tone as sincerity and nodded at each other.

"Yeah, I love you so much, Luna." Sam took Luna's hand and squeezed, "When you keep things from me it makes me feel like garbage, like you don't think I'm capable of helping you solve your problems." She took Luna in for a kiss on the lips while rubbing her thumbs on the top of Lincoln's hand, "Don't keep me out anymore…" She giggled and blinked away tears, "It makes us worried…" She sniffed and rubbed her head into Lincoln's chest.

Lincoln gave a long sigh. Sam is really taking the "boyfriend in-law" thing very seriously. The blonde mistook his chest movements as a sigh of relief and nuzzled her cheek into his polo with a giggle. Lincoln tried his hardest not to say anything when Sam got a bead of snot on his shirt.

"I promise. No s-secrets between us- at all." Luna let go of Lincoln and Sam's hands to pounce on her girlfriend, ripping her pants off, "A-and…" She took a deep breath and looked at Lincoln with eyes that radiated with pure unimaginable love and adoration, he quickly stopped trying to slip free from Sam's vice grip as Sam used her free hand to hike down Luna's skirt with a growl, "Lincoln… Thank you for being here with us… and helping us with our problems… we love you so much."

Lincoln felt his cheeks warm up, he did feel pretty good about hearing that- not just his little guy, but his little guy. In his chest.

His heart.

He almost forgot he had one of those, "I love you guys too." He sniffled because of his allergies, "I don't want anything to come between you two- especially if it's as something as dumb as this." Sam released his hand and took off Luna's shirt, "I'll do whatever it takes in order for you two to be happy." Luna went to take off her boots but Sam shook her head and blushed, "I promise…" His eyes teared up (because of the pollen count) as Luna took off Sam's top and ran her tongue up from Sam's stomach to her mouth, "Even if I have to break, like, ALL the rules."

The two of them blushed and giggled to each other and slowly got up. Lincoln's smile quivered as the two girls took his head in their hands and gave him a soft kiss on each cheek.

"Lincoln," Sam nodded to Luna, "We have to be a little bit sneaky about this…"

"Y-yeah, bro," Luna's breath was hot in Lincoln's neck, "We can get away with some stuff, but-"

Lincoln cleared his throat, "Yeah, I'm not really going to start any conversations with-" Lincoln rolled his eyes, "My two older girlfriend's have a Nudity Fetish…" He immediately backed up, "I- I mean: sister and girlfriend in-law."

Sam giggled and slowly lowered Lincoln's arms from the defensive posture he was making, "No…" Sam blushed and nodded at Luna who excitedly nodded back, "When we're… alone… you can call us your girlfriend's…"

"Y-yeah." Luna felt her weirdness break, now it wasn't weird- for the first time in her life: she felt normal, "You're our boyfriend now… But-" She cleared her throat and shyly pet her little brothers head, "Y-you need to take us out on a date before we do anything… too naughty…" She didn't want her little brother to think she was a slut or something.

"Just think of it as practice," Sam whispered in his ear, "I mean, honestly: what we have isn't something we can ever go public about…" She raised her eyebrows to Luna, "You might need to get yourself a little girlfriend-" Luna's lip quivered and Sam gave another stern look to Luna, "A beard."

"Ohhh!" Luna nodded, and smiled at Lincoln's confused face as he stroked his chin, "No, dude- like… uh," She tried to find a way to get him to understand, "A diversion or something- throw people off our trail."

"Oh yeah, totally." The gears in his mind started turning, his heart beat faster, there isn't anything Lincoln likes more than a problem to solve, "But-" His conscious got the better of him, "Wouldn't lying to a girl about the validity of our relationship and having an affair with her with two incredibly hot teenage girls be the most scummy thing to do?"

"W-well, yeah…" Sam looked at Luna for backup but she could only shrug her shoulders, "Just-" She gave Lincoln puppy dog eyes, "For us? Please?"

Lincoln smirked, "I mean, I was already convinced," Lincoln let out a chuckle that a normal person would call dark, Luna and Sam thought it was cute, "It's not like any relationship I have with another middle schooler is anything that could have some semblance of permanence…" He calmly stepped forward towards the door, and spoke over his shoulder, "I know I want the two of you in my life forever-" Luna and Sam gripped each other's hands and cooed, "And I'm already breaking some rules. Might as well see how far I can take things" He turned around at the door, "You guys go and make up," He checked his watch, "A good hour left before dinner-" He smiled as he saw the two of them climb up into Luna's bunk, "I'll get you two plates and say that you're both working on a song."

Luna stuck her head out from the edge of the top bunk, "You sure y-you don't wanna at least k-kiss?" She shuddered as Sam's eager fingers entered her kitty, "Or… or…" Her speech turned into a panting mess.

"Uh," Lincoln cleared his throat and blinked as he watched Luna convulse, "Here." He stepped forward and got on his tippy-toes and planted a small kiss on Luna's open mouth on her bottom lip, "One of your guys put the towel back," he heard a tongue click in frustration and the movement stopped. With a chuckle Lincoln quickly went back to the door, "You guys have fun!" He jumped out the room and slammed the door behind him.

"Whew." Lincoln wiped the sweat from his brow and collapsed on the wall, he saw the light disappear from the crack and smiled.

"Lincoln." Lucy addressed.

"AAAAAHHHH!" Lincoln screamed.

"We need to talk." Lucy commanded.
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