lori pov

>this is bothering me
>recently, I've noticed some concerning changes to the usual routine of every morning, specifically involving two of my siblings
>Lynn, who usually is one of the first ones out the door to get her morning coffee, is no longer doing so
>she would sometimes so late that there wasn't any coffee left for her, which she would just shrug off and walk back upstairs
>this alone wouldn't usually raise any suspicions, but she's not the only one
>Lincoln, who never really cared much for hygiene, started showering EVERY morning without fail, and would come back smelling like roses
>this one Saturday morning, I was having my cup of coffee when I saw Lincoln walking down the stairs
>this time, the roles were switched. It was now Lynn who was hitting the showers
>he kinda looked like he just woke up, which is normal given how he almost always sleeps until noon
>he casually passed by me, said hi to me, and moved on
>but then it hit me
>the smell his body dragged behind was strange, but at the same time oddly familiar to me
>I squinted my eyes at him in suspicion, which he immediately responded by looking away, nervously pretending that he didn't see anything
>"Lincoln Loud." I said assertively, "could you come here one second?"
>"Y-y-yeah sure, what's it about, sister?" his voice was breaking so hard you'd think you'd be listening to a rooster talk
>my suspicions were right, he was hiding something, and God knows I'm gonna find out
>in this house, you don't get to hide anything from me

>"It'll be quick, just stand here for a moment, and would you mind...there you go" I placed the kid right in front of me and opened his arms like if it was an airport check
>"Um, Lori, what are you doing"
>"Be quiet"
>he already was looking quite uncomfortable with the situation, but it wasn't gonna get any better for him anytime soon
>I sniffed around his body trying to figure out what that smell was, and it didn't take long for me to draft some possibilities
>unfortunately, I was starting to get some stares from Luna and Luan, who were sitting at the living room couch
>I can't question him here, it's gotta be somewhere upstairs
>"Girls, looks like Lil' Lincoln here forgot to...wear deodorant! And trust me, I could have "literally" smelled his stench from a mile away. Lincoln do you mind going upstairs and fix that?"
>this seemed to have worked, the girls lost interest and looked away
>I discretely pulled him by his arm and whispered to his ear
>"Meet me in my room. We need to talk."
>Lincoln rapidly nodded and went upstairs
>He looked terrified. I don't like making my siblings feel uncomfortable, but this situation was making me sick in my stomach, and I needed to get to the bottom of it
>I really, REALLY hope I'm exaggerating this

>I sat him in my bed and closed the door behind me. He seemed to be more calm now for some reason.
>i stood firmly in front of him with my arms crossed hoping I could make him nervous again
>"Spit it out, Loud." I asked him
>"Spit out, what, Lori?" He replied smugly. Borderline mocking me.
>i swear I'm gonna end up smacking this kid
>"Lincoln I'm gonna repeat my question and you for own good you better have an answer."
>"Sure, go right ahead, sis!" he replied, doing that "gee golly bill" sort of gesture with his arm
>triggered
>"Why do you smell like that?"
>"Like what? I smell like myself, Lori. I just...forgot to shower yesterday!" That last statement sound more like a question
>"Lincoln you showered twice yesterday. 30 minutes each time."
>"errghuuhhhhhmmm. What was the question again?"
>ffs

>it was becoming increasingly obvious that Lincoln was not going to cooperate
>even if his facial expressions didn't change at all, every time he opened his mouth his face became smugger and cuntier
>he knows, and he knows that I know, but he won't come out and say it because without actual proof, it won't matter what I think
>"So Lincoln, do you mind explaining to me why out of the sudden you started showering every morning? Do you mind explaining what is it that makes you feel so dirty when you wake up?
>"I don't know Lori, I guess I just feel like it. Are we done now?"
>ugh
>"Sigh...get out of my room, kid." I was so done with him at that point. I even bothered to open the door for him so he'd get out of my sight
>"Thanks, Lori!" he waved at me as he walked out
>i didn't want to see him anymore, but my gut won't allow me to take my eyes off of him, so I watched him walk down the hall
>the smugness in his walking style slowly dissipated the farther he got. Like his energy was being drained by some unknown force
>coincidentally, Lynn had finished showering then
>She stepped out in a towel and smiled tenderly at Lincoln, but her smiled was quickly gone and replaced with a look of concern, probably because of Lincoln's appalled look
>he quickly whispered something to her and she immediately looked at my direction
>I tried stepping out her sight, but it was too late, she had seen me

>this is taking a toll on me
>it's been weeks since the incident, and everything seems to have come back to normal
>Lynn is getting her coffee early like she used to before, and Lincoln now uses the bathroom mostly to read his comics
>again just like old times
>but still, for the love of god I can't stop thinking about what could have possibly happened between them
>I try my best to fool myself into thinking this a total misunderstanding, but the evidence was just so clear and overwhelming
>can't stop, won't stop, I'll get to the bottom of it before it consumes me
>but I have to remind myself, these are some horrible accusations I'm bringing down on my siblings, and anything goes wrong....
>What would they think of me?
>what the hell kind of sick, twisted, perverted person am I to suspect such things in this family
>and still
>and still can't help myself
>it's on, Louds. I'll find the truth. And the truth won't be pretty, whatever that is


>I had come up with a brilliant plan
>Luan has cameras all over this wretched place. This includes bedrooms.
>the camera placing changes all the time, because she knows that when she shows us some clips we'd look for them based on the recordings. she's that good.
>all I had to do is to go through her tapes carefully, preferably some day she's gone and I know she won't be back for a while
>such opportunity presented itself one Friday
>Luan was invited to a sleepover at a friend's house, so she wouldn't be back at least until the morning after
>I can't believe how excited I am over something so awful. I'm disgusted with myself.
>but anyways
>It was around 1:30 AM, I figured it was late enough for no one to be wandering around the house or getting a late snack
>it's go time
>I opened the door carelessly because Luan was out but then...
>fuck
>Luna. I forgot about Luna. Luna sleeps here. Luna is Luan's roomie. Fucking Luna.
>I was about to have a heart attack when I realized Luna wore noise-canceling headphones
>close call
>I open Luan's cabinet, which is neatly organized by victim and timeframe, and look for crushing evidence
>I looked once, twice, thrice, and nothing
>nothing...BETWEEN 7 THROUGH 8 AM
>there's footage from every second we spend here!
>But no! Nothing between that time period!
>I wanted to cry. Not only Lincoln and Lynn, but Luan...Luan is involved too
>there is literally no one I can trust in this house
>now that I think about it, I did cry a little on the floor
>un-fucking-believable

>it was pointless to keep trying to look for evidence. there is literally some sort of conspiracy going on here
>my mind already felt exhausted, slowly but surely a heavy headache was building up up there
>I needed some sleep, a chance to take my mind off of this for a few hours
>I tried my best to reorganize the tapes back where they were but I was so drowsy I'm not even sure I did it correctly
>I stepped out of Luan's room to go back to my own but then I heard something
>have you ever just randomly heard a noise at night with no apparent source?
>well, I heard a noise like that. it was sort of a thump
>I paid no attention to it and continued walking, but then I heard it again, this time louder
>and again, and again, each time closer together
>my mind was racing at that point, I could hear my head palpitating
>then I heard a moan
>coming from Lincoln's room. It was Lynn's. I heard it as clear as day, my ears were ringing after hearing that disturbing sound
>"No, no! NO!" I said to myself. I ran as fast as I could towards Lincoln's room, sounds only got stronger
>the things I heard would have scarred me for life, things almost unmentionable, things I've never wanted to hear my kid siblings say
>I had to stop this, I can't let this madness go on
>my palms were sweating so hard I could barely get a hold of the doorknob
>I took a moment to take a deep breath, gather some courage and make sure my hands don't slip again
>this ends now


>here goes nothing
>If ever I'm my life I'm going to do something that truly matters is this, someone has to save this family
>here goes nothing
>the door wasn't locked, but it might as well had been, because my hands didn't have the courage that my head had
>that horrible noise was only getting stronger, more absurdly graphic, more deafening. It wouldn't let me even think
>it took all of my strength, inner and outer, to get the door to open, grunting like if you were trying to lift a car to save someone
>I finally managed to focus and open the door, but what I found I should have seen coming
>Lincoln was alone, sleeping in his bed undisturbed. All the noise that I was hearing stopped as soon as I opened that door
>I could not believe it
>I ran over to Lynn's room and there she was, sleeping in her own bed
>I ripped her door open so hard that I woke her up, but I bolted to my own room before she even moved
>I crashed through my door and launched myself in my bed, grabbed a pillow to put over my head and started crying into it, twisting and turning in my bed like a madwoman
>Lynn and Lincoln were no longer the problem anymore
>it was me, I had officially gone insane
>I made so much noise in my little tantrum that I woke Leni who was sleeping in the other bed
>but thank god I did, I needed someone really bad

>"Lori? Lori, are you okay? Are you crying?" I heard Leni say from her side of the room
>"Go back to sleep, Leni! Now is not a good time!" I muffled rudely through my pillow
>"But Lori-"
>"I SAID IT'S NOT GOOD TIME, LENI! FUCK!" I hugged the pillow tighter to my body and turned my back to her
>why am I so inconsiderate, I wonder myself sometimes. My closest sister is just trying to help and all I give in return is anger. I don't deserve her
>For a moment it seemed that my shittiness turned Leni away. I started to come up with ways to make it up to her in the morning, she did not do anything to justify my behavior
>but then she hugged me from behind
>after all the shit I gave her over nothing she was still willing to console me
>"It's okay, Lori. You don't have to tell me what happened, like, it's fine if you don't want to talk about it, but I just don't want to see you cry any more, it makes me sad to see you sad"
>how the fuck am I supposed not to cry after hearing something like that
>I swear I don't think there's a person in the world that has a bigger heart than my little sister. God bless her
>the comfort that Leni's company gave me was amazing, I had forgotten why I was even upset to start with, yet my eyes were still running down
>but that's okay, it actually felt good. After crying so many times over inane things such as not being able to find my phone or Bobby not answering my texts during the night, it felt good to release that kind of emotion over my family, something that actually matters
>Leni's snuggle was making sleep catch up to me rather quickly. Not five minutes had passed before I was already deep in slumber

>morningmood.mp3
>I woke that next morning alone in my bed, Leni was no longer with me.
>terribly late for my standards, as my alarm-clock besides my bed read 11:43. There goes my chance at getting some early morning coffee, chances are I'm gonna zombify sometime in the afternoon
>"Lori, are you awake!?" I heard Leni's voice from downstairs
>"Um, yeah. Why?" I responded, still half-asleep
>"Okay, thanks! I'll be right there in a second!"
>not a clue what Leni was up to, but the least I could have done is do what she asks. So I sat tight in my bed waiting for her to come back up
>5 minutes later she clumsily barges into the door back first, carrying a plastic tray holding a random assortment of breakfast muffins, a bowl of Cookie Crisps and what seemed to be a cup of coffee
>"Hi Lori! I know you were very upset earlier so I tried to bring you some breakfast in bed to cheer you up a little, but I don't know how to breakfast so I just did what I could. What I do know is that you need your coffee so I just saved you mine."
>my fucking heart. If it wasn't already in a million pieces now it might as well be dust. Why does she keep doing this to me?
>"Oh my gosh, Leni. You really shouldn't have"
>"I know, I'm sorry...I'll go get mom so she can make you some real breakfast..."
>what the fuck no. She looked like I just told her her puppy had died, I'm so stupid
>"Leni, no! I mean, thank you! It means a lot to me. I'll take it"
>her smile was back, that smile is worth taking on an entire army for, it needs to be protected
>"Lori," she said timidly, "I know you got really angry when I asked yesterday, but would you mind telling me this time? Like, it's okay if you don't want to!"
>god how do I tell her this
>"Sigh, okay Leni, I'll try. Lincoln and Lynn, I think, have been doing some really wrong stuff. Stuff that might had been going on for quite some time. But the thing is, I forgive them. Whatever happened, happened. It's over with. I just want to make sure it never, ever happens again..."
>"But first...first there is a little "mole" I need to take care of..."

>"Ooh! A mole!? Can I help you find it, Lori? I've never seen one in person!" said Leni excitedly, to my despair
>"No, Leni. This mole owes me something, and I'm gonna get it one way or another, and it might get a little rough, so I need to do it alone."
>she looked at the ground in disappointment for a second, but she then looked up and nodded in agreement. Thankfully she understands. It seems everything I've said recently ends up breaking her heart, so the less I have to talk to her the better.
>Leni walked sadly to the door, but I had to let her leave in a good note after all her care
>"Hey Leni," her head sprung back up like a little puppy, "thanks for the breakfast, it was really nice of you."
>"No problem, sister," she replied with a warm smile "good luck with that mole of yours."
>"Oh, you don't need to worry about sister. I'll get the mole. I'll get it good. No doubt about that."
>Leni chuckled a little, and finally stepped out of the room
>it was then when I realized that I hadn't eaten any of the breakfast Leni had put together for me, so I took my sweet time to eat it all in bed
>besides, Luan was not going to come back until around 2-3-ish o'clock
>but when she does, oh boy, am I gonna have a field day with her
>oh wow these muffins are actually pretty good

>It was 2:30, and I was already standing at the room's window waiting for her to come
>the mole finally arrives
>she looks so jolly and smug right now, but I don't expect that to last very long
>Luan walks directly to her room, leaving the door behind her wide open. Thankfully, I was kind enough to close it after I walked in after her
>the sound of the door startled Luan, who was surprised to see me in her room apparently out of nowhere
>"Oh hi, Leni!" She tried to compose herself and sat down on her director chair "Fancy seeing you around here, not very often we hang in my room, what's up?"
>"Nothing much, I just need a favor from you. Is that okay?"
>"Ab-so-lutely, sister! Come on, spell it out! I'm all yours!" Luan acted super interested in
>you already know bitch, you better stop toying with me soon
>"Oh, I was wondering if I could borrow some Lincoln tapes, I need something to blackmail him with."
>"Boy did you come to the right place! Follow me, I have so many good ones you won't be able to choose which ones!"
>Luan guided me to where she keeps all of her recordings
>It was worse than I remembered
>"Oh my god, look at this mess! Someone went through my stuff without permission! The nerves!" Luan said angrily
>uh-oh
>"I have told Luna many times to never do this, and she doesn't listen! It's like all that guitar playing as left her deaf! So anyways, what was that you were looking for? Embarassing Lincoln videos? I've got plenty."
>phew, what a close call. Again. I need to be more careful in the future if I want to be succesful here
>"Um, I was looking for something a little more specific, say three weeks ago, Saturday, 7AM?
>the smugness fell from her face immediately

>"Uh, that is a little too specific. I have many good things from Lincoln but nothing from that day..."
>Luan is a really good actress, so it's really hard to tell when she lies. Thankfully, I already knew that she was
>"I just want to see it, because I want to. It's all. Now may I please have them?"
>"I'm sorry, Lori. There's nothing interesting from that day. But I have plenty of other tapes if you want them! There's this one from last Monday where Lincoln tripped over his laces, it's really funny! Hahaha!"
>...
>I slowly stood up, walked towards the door and locked it.
>"Um, Lori, why are you locking the do-hey!
>I was already done with that little shit. I lifted her by the collar of her shirt and put her against the wall in anger
>"Listen to me very carefully! I KNOW you're involved in this! Just give me the tapes or you leave me no choice, Luan!"
>"W-what? What are you gonna do?! Hit me!?"
>"Worse."
>"Huh!?"
>"I'll stop taking you to the comedy club every Wednesday." Checkmate
>"NO! Nononononono, please! I'll talk! There is no need to be rash! Just let me down!"
>I just dropped her on her ass. It was really funny you should have seen.
>"Talk"
>"Okay. ow...so some weeks ago Lincoln came to my room asking for a favor..." Said Luan, rubbing her butt.
>"Uh-huh"
>"He asked me to shut down the cameras on his room during that specific time period. He said he'd pay me some money every week so I just couldn't refuse!"
>"Did he tell you why?"
>"I didn't ask. I'm sorry, Lori. I told you everything I know!"
>"Hmm. Did he give you a new schedule recently?"
>"Uh, yes. 3AM through 4AM...
>"Then you didn't tell me everything, thank you, Luan." I walked out as soon as I said this

>it seems like I have finally gathered all the information I needed to put an end to the madness
>Luan being, in a way, innocent relieved me massively. I was worried that there might be more siblings involved in this, but thankfully it didn't look that way
>now, I have to figure out how to catch them, and what to do after I do
>should I act furious at them and lay down the consequences (that honestly they deserve) of their actions or...
>try to understand them and talk our way out of this one, just make sure we don't see a repeat of it?
>That decision would have to wait however first I need to catch them red-handed, if they are even doing what I think they are doing
>but honestly it seems like a total certainty by the look of it. Everything must have an illusion if it's not because the evidence is there
>The vent leads to every single room in this house. My plan is to use it to somehow gather some footage should I choose delegate this to Mom and Dad. I'm still not sure if I should though. It could potentially ruin the rest of their lives given how my parents are best described as unpredictable.
>the vent sounded like a brilliant idea, and that very night I gathered some pillows for comfort and slept in the vents over Lincoln's room until something happened
>but it didn't, it didn't occur to me that they wouldn't be doing this everyday
>but yet I continued doing this for about 4 days, and the vents started becoming oddly comfortable. It's almost like I lived there now
>This 4th night Lincoln's alarm woke me up. Another alarm rang from across the house shortly after. I quickly check with my phone to look at the time and what do you know
>4AM in the morning. Lincoln turns on the lights in his room.
>This is happening

>Someone knocks on Lincoln's door, guess who, it was her. Oh do I hated the sight of her on that moment.
>My heart was racing. I was about to witness the most shameful moment in the history of our family, but at least, someone is willing to stop it
>"Hi, Linky. You ready for some fun?" I heard her voice from the vents.
>fuck you, Lynn, fuck you
>I get into position as quietly as I possibly could but I was nervous as hell. I removed the access cage of the vent which I already had loosened prior to this day and positioned my phone in a way that the camera is aiming at them but I could still see the screen
>we got an image ladies and gentlemen
>Lynn came in wearing her usual sleep gear; her number one shirt and...that's about it as far as outer clothing goes. Lincoln was in full PJ's
>"I don't know if we should, Lynn," What if Lori catches us? She's been sniffing our tails for the last weeks and I feel like it's only a matter until she does."
>"Relax, bro. Lori doesn't 'know' we're doing this. Luan's got our backs, right? There is no way she's onto us."
>you're greatly underestimating me young lady
>oh fuck, no, she's getting on his bed. And on top of him. Not good.
>"If you say so, Lynn. So where were we?"
>"That's the spirit, bro." And they kissed. It happened. My suspicious have been ultimately confirmed and I have a recording. A recording with me swearing under my breath but it counts the same
>they are still going on at it. There's doesn't seem to be any other sort of contact but hopefully this is as far as it goes. If not "better", at least is not as bad as I had-
>oh fuck I spoke too soon

>I was definitely not prepared for this. Beforehand I already had preconceptions of the worst case scenario and yet this is somehow still shocking
>still, couldn't get my eyes off the screen
>Have you ever just gone on the internet and binge on videos of people getting killed? Like, you know you're watching some horrible, disturbing and horrifying but you still watched out of morbid curiosity?
>this is that kind of feeling, but worse
>I was too far up for me to see much detail on the screen but enough to see that clothes were already coming off
>it was Lincoln who took the initiative to take Lynn's shirt off while they were still kissing. And I thought he was the shy one. Then it was her who returned the favor.
>Soon after they were both striped down to their underwear, while still making out.
>believe me I'm cringing at almost every word I'm typing right now, but I need to get this off my chest and I'm being brutally is the only way I can feel relief. Don't judge me for I only say the truth.
>at this point I was just laying down on my stomach, motionless. The only thing moving was my heart and my lungs. Otherwise you wouldn't think I was alive, somehow holding on to my phone.
>"You ready, Lincoln?" Lynn's voice woke me up from my trance.
>"Ready as ever."
>I think another line is just about to be crossed, and we just passed by 40 lines already.

>wait a minute, why are the vents vibrating?
>SHIT! SOMEONE ELSE IS ON THE VENTS!
>what the fuck am I supposed to do now? I can't call out for someone to answer, they'll hear me.
>the only thing I can do is hope someone accidentally threw something into the vents and are just trying to get it back
>at 4AM in the morning who am I kidding. shit
>12 agonizing seconds later and I finally see some blonde hair crawling around the corner of the vents
>It was Leni. What?!
>"I finally found you, Lori!" she kept crawling at my direction, "is this where you've been sleeping the last days? I've been looking for you every night for the past-"
>I'm desperately trying to shush her but she wouldn't get it
>she was still trying to approach me, and then I realized that if she got too close she would find out about all this
>SHE CAN'T. SEE. THIS.
>not her. her heart wouldn't take it.
>I need to something. Desperately, I drag myself forward to cover the vent, but I did it so fast and recklessly that I trapped my arm under my chest, and now my phone was hanging from my fingertips
>it was just a matter of one of them turning around to see me dangling my phone around trying to pull it back up
>this is not looking good for anyone

>nothing ever goes exactly according to plan doesn't it?
>and because you know that, you prepare. But when something absolutely bizarre comes crashing at you, the best you can do is brace for impact and hope for the best
>Leni Loud, my beautiful angel of a sister, has decided to become that thing that makes everything go fucked
>"Lori, is this about the mole!? You see, if you had asked for help when I offered, you wouldn't have to stay up in the mornings to try to catch it, you know I can do plenty of things, I can set traps, I can chase..."
>I didn't respond, whatever she was saying was just noise, all my focus was to not let my phone slip out of my fingers, but the sweat coming from my palms added on top of the anxiety in my mind did not help one bit
>Leni kept talking and talking, her rambling was just frustrating to hear as to not say another word
>"Leni," I grumbled through my teeth, "Not. A good. Time."
>Leni let out an offended gasp
>oopsIdiditagain.wav
>"Not a good time!?" Oh boy, she's yelling, really fast, "You know what I'm sorry for saying this Lori I love you and you know that but I think you should be a little more grateful when someone who cares for you tries to help you when-
>a horrible shriek thundered around the room and into the vents
>the scream startled me, making me lose my grip on my phone, and so it went into freefall
>and phone matters more than life
>phone IS life

>right there, nothing was more important than making sure that a single scratch didn't ruin my precious phone
>the following content is rated R for retarded
>I lunge forward to make an attempt to catch it, and I successfully manage to do so, but I over committed in the process
>now it's me who is falling from the vent. Excellent job, Lori.
>time felt like it had slowed down. I had plenty of time to think of what I'm doing, how I got here, what went wrong, what I could have done instead, why is Leni such a pain sometimes, about how I'm doing a little front flip while I'm-
>oh right
>I'm falling
>BAM! My entire back hits the top of Lincoln's desk almost perfectly, as if you were stacking cubes one on top of another, then bounce to the actual floor
>except one cube is now in terrible pain, and in a terrible situation
>my head is spinning, I feel like I want to vomit. I look around and I see three of every item in Lincoln's room. I look back to my hand and see zero of my phone. I had dropped it again.
>but I was so dizzy I couldn't even get my head up to try to find it, I just laid there.
>"FUCK! FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK!" I did manage to hear Lynn's voice. She doesn't sound happy.
>I manage, clumsily, to get on my feet. I look at them, and they look completely horrified, both pulling the covers up to their necks, Lynn even covering most of her face.
>"How, Lori," her voice broke as if she was crying,"just...how?"
>I didn't reply accordingly. Instead, I still had this stupid look on my face. I look around once more, and I finally see what looks to be my phone, on the floor.
>I look back at them, and Lynn is on her knees, looking over the bed, then looks back at me anxiously.
>Oh no. I immediately know what's about to go on. All the dizziness dissipated from my head almost instantly.
>I'm gonna have to fight to get my phone back

>I didn't stand a chance, running, being agile, or just moving in general was not one of my strengths
>even worse given the fact that Lynn was running some "light" gear compared to me
>the sight of my sister naked doesn't usually faze me, I changed her diapers sometimes when she was little and growing up she wasn't exactly the most modest child, but in this context it felt so wrong I tried my best not to look at her
>which is not easy when you're trying to get your phone back from a wannabe athlete
>Lynn grabbed my phone, but thankfully it locked itself after falling from the vent. She jumped with it on top of Lincoln's bed and began typing in random numbers desperately hoping for a miracle
>Lincoln still not saying a word
>I made good use of her distraction and snatched the phone away from her, but immediately she tried to jump on me
>that's when being the biggest sister has it's advantages. I used my strength to push her away from me, and put my arm as high as possible so she couldn't reach
>Stubbornly, she continued to try to climb me. I turned her back to me and locked her with my free arm
>"Let me go! And gimme that, you fucking pervert!" she continued to struggle
>"Pervert!? What!? What do you mean "pervert"? Let me remind you who's the one doing it with her brother, Lynn."
>"Guys!?" I heard Leni's voice coming from the vents again
>I had almost forgotten she was still there. Me and Lynn both froze in place, not knowing what to do
>and then she goes and decides to pop her head around the vent
>"Guys, what is all that yellin-oh my gosh-AH!" I saw a certain degree of horror and perplexity in her face as she covered her eyes with her hands, allowing herself to fall like an idiot.
>the idiot is not her, but me

>Leni sat right back up after her fall, as she if she didn't just slam herself almost head first onto the desk
>her hands covering her eyes, trying to hide her embarrassment
>"Oh my gosh, Lori, why is Lynn naked? And what is she doing in Lincoln's room." She sounded genuinely confused, but there was a hint of actual distress in her voice, as you could hear her cracking a little
>"Uhhhhhhh..." we both said in unison
>Lynn seems like she figured something out
>"It's International Wrestling Day...in Japan..." nice one, Lynn, "It is tradition that one of the fighters must be naked...trust me sister, I would know." Leni telling a lie would have sounded more convincing than her and Leni doesn't actually know how to lie
>"Um, okay...s-sure. I'm just gonna, uh, go back to sleep...okay?" Without saying another word, Leni stands and leaves the room hastily, still blinding herself.
>"Oh god, what have we done." I said in disbelief
>"She believes me, right?...Right?"
>"No. She doesn't."
>It wasn't supposed to go like that. She wasn't supposed to see that. She could have gone her entire life without knowing the darkness that's upon us and live forever in innocence. She's too good for this.
>"What happens now." Lincoln finally speaks up, laying face up looking straight at the ceiling, under the covers.
>"Look, you guys...I don't know." I leant against Lincoln's desk and crossed my arms, letting out a big sigh in the process, "This is bad and you two surely are aware of this. What you two have been doing is something that siblings should never be doing. You two are too young to do it with anyone, sibling or not. Lynn, I'm very disappointed in you. You being the oldest I thought you would know better than this, yet you still pushed him. Both of you, really. Both of you let me down."
>"You are gonna tell, Mom, aren't you?" Lynn asked
>that is one hell of a question

>what Leni knows about sex is a mystery. Someone can be very pure and innocent but for someone of her age to be so sheltered is very improbable.
>but dealing with her will have to wait, I got two problems I need to solve first
>"Are you gonna tell Mom and Dad?" Lynn repeated her question anxiously.
>"I don't know, Lynn. I haven't decided that yet. I might. I might not. I don't know if this kinds of things you have to go see a psychiatrist about. I don't know if this is something we can all just take to our graves and never speak about ever again. This is a lot for me to consider and it's not gonna happen in one night. I need time."
>"Look, Lori, we're sorry..." Lincoln intervened
>"Don't give me any of that, Lincoln." I responded assertively, "You being sorry doesn't change any of this. This is serious. It's not like when you're five and you try to steal a candy bar at the store, being sorry means almost nothing. Because it's not me who you have to apologize to. You didn't wrong me, Lincoln. You wronged yourselves and each other."
>the two of them looked very embarrassed and defeated, I don't think I went overboard but I definitely feel kinda bad for them
>"Look, you guys. I still love you the same, and I'm being "mean" because I love you. You worry me, and as your big sister I have to look out for you. It's not time for us to be awake right now, so just put your clothes back on and we'll talk in the morning."
>They calmly collected their clothes and dressed back up. Lincoln tugged himself back in his bed, and Lynn walked towards the exit.
>She stopped at the door and looked back at me. I couldn't tell if she looked mad at me or disappointed at herself
>"C'mere, sis." I extended my arm and tried to get her to hug me.
>She thinks about it for a moment, but eventually she reluctantly accepts.
>"We'll get through this together." I said over her shoulder.
>I let her go, and she look a lot calmer now. Finally she goes to sleep at her own room.
>at least there was a good note to end this on, somewhat

>the trip back to my room felt like it lasted forever, a strange sensation of crushing weight followed every little step I took
>after some period of eternity, I finally walk into my room in the darkness of the night
>Leni laid in her bed, but I only could see the back of her shoulders and her hair.
>worrying sign, this, as Leni usually looks at me to try find sleep. She says looking at me, in a way, relaxes her.
>I have to talk to her, hopefully she says something
>I walk to her bed, sit on the side and place my hand in her shoulders. She moves her head a little in response, but that's as much as I got
>"Leni," I ask softly, "Is everything alright?"
>"I-I don't know. I don't think I was supposed to see that...like, what was even going on?"
>fug
>"Do you want the truth?" I reluctantly ask.
>"Mmhmm" she nodded
>"Alright...so you know that when two people wanna have childr-"
>"Okay I get it now. I guess I already knew that. I just wanted to make sure. Are you gonna tell on them?"
>"I still don't know. Gonna keep trying to talk to them to see what we can figure out."
>Leni finally gets her head off the pillow and sits up. "So, there was no mole, right? The mole was just a lie?"
>"I was trying to shield you from all of this. I thought you wouldn't understand, but I guess you're a lot more grown up than I thought."
>"I like to pretend I am. I guess this world is a little too adult for me, so I just try to ignore it. Thanks for trying, though."
>"You're welcome. Look, we are gonna have to talk, the four of us tomorrow, okay? We'll try to solve it. For now get some sleep." I ruffle her hair gently, and she smiles at me. Her smile is probably the greatest sight in the universe.
>I slept like a baby that night.

>Morning came, and I was the first one to get up out of everybody in the house. I stood by the stairs and said hi to my sisters who passed by to get their cup for Joe. Lynn tried to casually pass by me, greeting me with a smile and everything but I pulled her by the shirt and she got the message instantly.
>Lincoln tried to peek from his door, but his face frowned in disappointment as the first thing he saw was me, signaling him to my room with my head.
>"Come you two. Single file. Let's get this over with."
>Lana came running down the aisle like a loose cannon as soon as she saw me calling my siblings to my room
>"Ooh! What's happening guys? Are you gonna play a game? Can I play? I can be the ref-"
>'no'
>"None of your business, Lana." I say as I pushed her body away with my foot. "Don't try anything stupid."
>I sat the two culprits on my bed, while me and Leni sat in front of them in her bed.
>"Um," Lynn raised her hand, "question. Why does Leni have to be here?"
>"Oh, I figured we could have a foursome."
>"Wait, but I thought you wouldn't-uh-um-well I have nothing against the idea of-"
>"I'm joking, Lynn." The entire room either facepalmed or looked away in embarassasment. Probably the worst comeback she could have come up with in that moment.
>"I mean, yeah, I was joking too. Duh." She put up a fake smile and laughed nervously.
>"Sure, Lynn. Leni is here because she is now involved in all of this, but is willing to help me and you to get through this."
>"Okay," said Lincoln, "what do you want us to say?"
>"Everything."
>"Everything!?" They replied in unison.
>"Yes, everything. From the beginning. I need to know where this all started, who started, why you guys decided this was a good idea, and how far did you guys actually go. I need to know this so we can help you."
>"It's okay, guys." Leni added, "Just please say the truth. We won't tell anyone about this if you guys come clean. I'll get you some food or drinks if you guys want."
>"Thanks, Leni." Said Lincoln, "so, everything?"
>"Absolutely everything."