"Lisa, you mind telling why you all called us here?" Lori asked as she checked her messages one more time before putting away her cell phone.

It had been a peaceful Saturday afternoon, or as peaceful as it could around the loud house. Lisa had just called them all into her room in order to tell them about one of her inventions. As such, everyone was either sitting down or standing up, and everyone looked a little cross with the sudden announcement.

"Lisa, you mind telling me why you called us here? I'M MISSING MY SHOWS!" Lola shouted.

"Yeah, the mud outside is starting to dry! I really need my daily dose of dirt and mud." Lana shivered, the past dry days starting to get to her.

"Not to worry, my fellow siblings!" Lisa said as she strode to the front, while something covered with a white tarp awaited here. "I have called you all here today to present THIS!"

With a uncharacteristically excited flourish, Lisa pulled the white tarp off, revealing Lisa's alternate reality viewing machine, now with a larger screen.

"AUGH!" "BLARGH!" The rest of the sisters screamed in horror while Luan grabbed a nearby garbage can and puked into it.

"Lisa, I thought you got rid of that thing. That abominable sight still gives me the creeps." Lucy said, being the first to recover.

"Not to mention Lincoln hasn't recovered yet!" Luna grimaced. "He's still taking therapy on that!"

"Yes yes, I understand your concerns. But this will be different, cross my heart and all four chambers of it."

"I don't know about this, guys…" Leni commented. "What if we come across something like... that again, and Lincoln happens to walk into the room?"

Lynn scoffed. "Leni please, that sounds like something that happens on a lame sitcom… But yeah, I don't want to see a reality where me and Lincoln get...freaky."

"Utterly noted, and not to worry," Lisa said as she booted up the system. "I had spent countless manhours fine-tuning this machine so that all chances of possibilities of that...possibility will not show up."

As the machine began to turn on, Lisa turned back to her sisters, the light reflecting off her glasses in a way that obscured her eyes.

"BEHOLD, MY SIBLINGS! YOU SHALL BE THE FIRST TO WITNESS NEVERENDING POSSIBILITIES, STRETCHING BEYOND YOUR VERY EYES! BEGINNING WITH THIS ONE!"

With that, Lisa moved to the side, the screen turning from a solid black to static that slowly turned to another scene.

"So, we're finally heading to Istanbul…"

A Harold McBride with more muscle definition stared out the window, watching the background go by. He, Howard McBride, and Pop Pop, who appeared to have worked out like Harold, seemed to have finished their on-board meal.

"If the situation wasn't so dire, I would have appreciated this more." Howard commented. Pop Pop rubbed his brow.

"I know what you mean. Myrtle would have loved France…"

Everyone's eyes were glued to the screen. Luan turned to Lisa.

"This is an alternate reality, right?"

Lisa nodded. "Indeed."

Luan whistled. "Dang, this Pop Pop looks good."

"All of them look good." Lori said in awe. "I mean, Clyde's dads looked like a stick and a ball, but here…"

"They would totes make great models." Leni said, before seeing something on the screen and pointing it out. "And look, this Pop Pop has a fedora! I always thought that Pop Pop could pull it off."

Lana sighed. "If our Pop Pop looked like this, I'm gonna miss his belly. I always liked playing on it like a bongo drum."

Behind the three, a just as muscled and manly Clyde and Lincoln sat in their own booth, watching the background pass them by.

If the sight of their Pop Pop and Clyde's parents having muscles made them take notice, then seeing Lincoln and Clyde with muscles made their jaws drop. After a few moments of silence…

"Well, I know my art teacher would definitely call on those two to be models." Luan commented as she looked at them at a purely aesthetic appraising eye.

"Definitely Running Backs." Lynn said, looking at their legs and arms.

Lola couldn't help but smirk. "Guess Lincoln would be so excited if he thought that this was older him."

"Mates, look at that jawline." Luna pointed out. "How old are Clyde and Lincoln in this one?"

The rest of the sisters looked at Luna before looking back at the screen.

"20." "21." "19." "25."

"Have to admit, this Clyde does look kinda handsome… Though now that I said that, none of you ever say that to him. Weird as he is sometimes, I don't want any of you mentioning that to Clyde. Don't want him hurting himself working out…" Lori looked at Lynn.

"You can hurt yourself if you work out too hard, right?"

"Yup."

"Clyde, you mind if I have those cherries?" Lincoln asked, pointing to the leftovers on Clyde's plate.

"Sure, I don't mind." Clyde said offhandly.

"Thank you." Lincoln said as he picked one cherry, bit the fruit off the stem and-

"Rero rero rero"

-began to roll the cherry around on his tongue, his pink muscle moving all over the little cherry, back and forth, side to side, around and around…

The girls were completely quiet.

"Rero rero rero"

Lisa quietly took her glasses off, breathed on them, and wiped the moisture off them before putting her glasses on again.

Meanwhile, the older sisters moved over to a younger sister and put their hand in front of their eyes.

"Rero rero rero"

Luan was about ready to burst out with a joke.

Lynn tapped her on the shoulder and held out a balled sock. As Luan was about to object, she saw the rest of her older sisters glare at her. Sighing in defeat, she put the sock in her mouth and bit on it.

"Rero rero rero"

The younger sisters slowly leaned out of the way of the hands.

Clyde continued watching the window, though his neutral expression was clearly a bit forced.

The screen went to static. Everyone turned to Lisa, who was fiddling with the controls. Looking back, she pushed her glasses up.

"I believe I speak for all of us that we should look for something else."

"Yup." "Yeah." "Totes." "Definitely."

Luan raised a finger and was about to pull the sock out.

"You keep putting that sock there until you're ready to not make that joke."

"..."

Author's Notes:

So...the new story is less a dedicated tale for me to tell, and more like a collection of one-shots, story ideas, or rewrites of scenes from other media, and the sisters (or any other characters) react to the situations that the alternate Lincoln gets in.

Simple concept really.

If you didn't get what was happening here, I would recommend looking up 'rero rero rero' on Youtube. That's all you need to know.

And I know I might be opening the floodgates here, but feel free to make suggestions in the reviews. Just know that it is only a chance that I might do them.

And yes, this is essentially a sequel to 'Strings (Oh God, The Strings)'