Father Figure [Lucy][Lincoln][/tlvg/]

>Lincoln rung the doorbell and heard a call from inside
>”Come in.” A voice called and he entered without hesitation.
> Inside, the townhouse was the usual college sophomore girl fare, though a little less pink, and a lot more black, not to mention the baby stuff.
>Lucy appeared in Lincoln’s blind spot as he was checking out the kitchen, several liquor bottles adorning the counter.
>”Hello, Lincoln.” She says before placing a kiss on his cheek, holding Lupa in her arms.
>”Hey, you. So, I’m holding down the fort?” Lincoln says rubbing his cheek, admiring her loose ponytail.
>”Yes. I have practice until 6, then film study. I should be home by 8. I can put her down, but you’re free to stay over.” Lucy says as she moves Lupa to her shoulder.
>”That sounds nice. I had a couch to surf on, but I could sleep here tonight.” Lincoln says, though he had kept his stuff in his car.
>”Splendid.” Lucy says as she lifts Lupa from her shoulder, who resists a bit. “Be good for Uncle Lincoln, Lupa. Mommy loves you.” She places a wet kiss on Lupa’s chubby cheek.
>Lucy leaves, Lupa’s eyes stay on the door, before drifting to him. She is sucking on her bumblebee pacifier.
>”Hi, Lupa. Wanna watch some cartoons?” Lincoln says as he heads for the living room.
>Lucy doesn’t have any baby dvds or Fruit Stories.
>”Welp...” Lincoln says as he pulls up some old school cartoons. “Lucy won’t mind this.”
> Lupa watches intently, Lincoln pulls out a sketch pad to work on his next manuscript.
> Lupa looks up at him, confused why he isn’t watching, the rabbit is wearing a dress. She pulls on his shirt sleeve and points at the tv.
> “Da Da.”
> Lincoln smiles as he looks down, then his blood runs cold.
> She said it.
> She really said it.
> Fuck.

>Lincoln heard the door unlock before Lucy opened the door.
>She sighed as she dropped her duffel bag and trudged to the living room.
>Lupa was sleeping on Lincoln’s chest who looked up, helpless.
>”I’ll save you.” Lucy says as she scoops Lupa up in her grasp as heads for the crib.
>She places Lupa down in her crib in her room and give her a quick wash with a wet nap.
>A moment later, Lucy has returned to the living room.
>”Thanks, I didn’t-“
>”Don’t move.” Lucy says as she sprawls herself across Lincoln’s lap.
> Lincoln sighs. “Alright.”
>”Sorry, practice was tough.”
>”Oh yeah?” Lincoln said.
>”Yeah, I have to show them that Redshirt was worth it.” Lucy said, pulling herself to Lincoln’s chest.
>Yeah, Lucy was lucky that the coaching staff had been willing to still give her the scholarship, even with Lupa on the way. Lynn hadn’t been as lucky, the league was already not sure about her height, missing her rookie season was too much. But she was doing alright, taking to being a mom and her college coach had invited her as an assistant.
>”I’m sure you will. We’re all proud of you.”
>”Thanks. Want to join me in the shower?”
>”Yeah. By the way... Lupa called me ‘Da Da’ today.”
>”Oh.” Lucy rests her head on his shoulder. “So... what do we do about this?”
>”I don’t know.” Lincoln says. “We can’t raise her like that, it wouldn’t be fair. And we need to stop her before it spreads to Lacy or, god forbid, Liby.”
>”Hmm. Yes. Are you alright?” Lucy asks her... brother.
>”Yeah. I mean, I can’t be her dad, I can’t do that. I mean, Loan? Lyra? I’ve been Uncle for 8 years now. It’s too late to change that.”
>”It’s not fair.”
>”No, it is fair. And that’s what is fucked up to me. Like if I, if I-“
>”Left us.”
>”I wouldn’t do that...”
>”I know. But I, we worry sometimes. It’s the way of it.”
>”I’m going to do my best.”
>”But for who?”

>Lucy needs help undressing; well, she wants help.
>She’s stiff and sore, but more she wants Lincoln’s to spoil her a bit.
>He indulges her, and appreciates the way her body has matured.
>She is still lean as ever, but she is a bit more womanly; her hips a bit wider, her breasts heavier.
>Lincoln places kisses up Lucy’s torso as he stands back up, before kissing her lips.
>”Let’s get in the water. I smell.” Lucy says, her cheeks a bit red.
>”You smell nice.” Lincoln says.
>”I’ll smell better after I shower.” Lucy says as she removes her scrunchy.
>She turns away and heads for the shower, Lincoln’s eye watch her go.
> He sheds his clothes and follows after her.
>The water feels great.
>”I think you can do a lot for them. You already have.” Lucy says as she lathers up some shampoo.
>”Oh... I thought this would be a sexy shower.” Lincoln says.
>”... I don’t do sexy showers. Showers are for getting clean.” Lucy says as she turns to face Lincoln.
>”Oh yeah, that’s Luna...” Lincoln says with a chuckle.
>”Is that how you impregnated her again?” Lucy says as she starts working in the suds.
>”Maybe.”
>”That was a big deal in the group chat.”
>”You guys have a group chat?”
>”Of course. Good to share news, schedule visits, share tips...” She says with a smirk. “And just vent sometimes. Lori was pissed, I mean, we’re all happy for Luna, but she’s jealous.”
>”Sounds like her.” Lincoln says.