Luna broke the kiss first. Her senses still tingling, she looked her lover in the eyes. The two locked gazes as they had earlier locked lips, taking comfort in simply being in each other's presence.

They had been together since September, when Luna gave her the letter. Things went slowly at first, but since their first kiss early in November, things had picked up between them. They were now inseparable, albeit still rather quiet about it to their schoolmates. The Loud house was a similar case. Lori knew, but as for the rest of her family, they were clueless. Sam's family, meanwhile, was a somewhat… different story.

Luna's phone dinged. Sam broke their gaze.

"That's probably one of your sisters. We should be getting home"

Luna looked at her phone. It was already 5:00.

"Shit! Yeah, I should go. Hey, do ya mind giving me a ride home, luv?"

Sam smiled, and pulled a bad British accent. "Not in the least, luv!"

Luna laughed. "You're getting better, but you still have a long way to go."

They smiled, and loaded into her beaten up pickup truck.

Luna never expected to fall for a girl older than her, but that's what happened. Sam was sixteen, and already had a license. It was partially out of necessity, as Sam's dad was a complete jerk and she wouldn't be able to go anywhere otherwise, but it was also nice to be able to go somewhere without having someone else knowing.

Finally, all too soon for Luna, they reached her house, with it's usual chaotic appearance that you can only authentically get by shoving 11 kids into one house. Seeing that no one was outside to catch it, Luna stole one last kiss from Sam.

"You're a great kisser, Luna."

"Thanks, Sam."

They sat in silence for a couple of minutes.

"Well, you might want to go, before your family starts to wonder why a pickup is sitting in front of their house."

"Yeah."

Luna got out of the truck, her breath steaming in the cold December air.

"Hey Luna,"

Luna looked back.

"I love you!"

Luna blushed. "I love you too, Sam."

"See ya tomorrow Luna."

"See ya!"

They smiled, as Sam drove away. Luna sighed and went inside.

The inside of the house was it's usual chaos for a day off of school. Lana was chasing Lola around the living room with a frog, Lincoln and Clyde were on the couch together watching their favorite show, and Lori was walking in from the kitchen, texting someone (probably Bobby). Upstairs, she could hear the sound of a ball bouncing against a wall, and a small explosion. Just another winter's day in the Loud house.

Lori looked up from her phone. "Luna, where have you been? I've literally been texting you for almost half an hour!"

Clyde, turning to see Lori suddenly got a nosebleed and passed out. Yep, just an average day. Luna smiled and looked over at Lori.

"I was practicing with Samantha."

Lincoln looked up. "You mean that girl who's playing bass in your band now?"

"Yeah. She's getting better."

Lori sighed.

"At least you're not the only one late. Luan's last booking should have ended at 5:00, but its already 5:25. Dinner's literally in five minutes."

"Lori, I know you're the oldest, but you're not responsible for all of us. Anyway, I'm sure she's just running late."

The door opened.

Luna smiled again. "Who can it be now?"

"Sorry I'm late. The kids kept asking for more balloon animals."

Lincoln spoke up. "If I had known you would have it this bad, I wouldn't have taken the day off."

"It's okay, Lincoln. I didn't think it would have been this hard either. The six year olds drank way too much soda."

"Yikes, sounds rough!"

"I don't know, it was soda fun! Get it!"

Lori sighed. As the others in the living room laughed, Mr. Loud called from the kitchen. "Dinner's ready!"

The rest of the family came downstairs in a disorderly fashion. They sat down together at the table...

"And that's when larry realized, he had taken the customer regular, not decaf! You guys should have seen him scrambling to get a new cup for the customer. And when the guy tasted it, his reaction was so hilarious!"

Everybody laughed.

"So, Luna, how was your day?"

"I helped my new bassist. She's coming along well."

"You two spend a lot of time together. Some might think you two were dating!"

The next few moments of silence were agonizing for Luna, although she didn't show it. Then everyone laughed again, Luna rather nervously…

Luna stared at the ceiling, considering what her dad said at dinner. It was just after midnight, when everyone else was asleep. All but one…

"Hey, Luna. You still awake?" came a soft whisper from below.

"Yeah, Luan?"

"What happened at dinner?"

"What do you mean?"

"When dad cracked that joke about Samantha, your laugh was, well, more nervous than anything. What was that about."

Luna flipped over and stuck her head out. In the darkness, she could barely make out the outline of Luan's head, and she couldn't tell her expression.

"Well, remember a few months ago, when we had that whole incident with the love letters?"

"Yeah. Wait, Samantha is Sam, isn't she?"

"Well… Yeah, she is."

Silence.

"Luan?"

"I guess I should have known."

"Come again?"

"Well, you have been seeing her a lot recently, and, in retrospect, it's quite a coincidence that, a month or so after all that with the love letters and someone named Sam, your band picks up a new bassist named Samantha."

"Do you think anyone else knows?"

"Well, Lori's on top of everything, so she probably already knows, but I don't think anyone else knows."

"Lori found out a month ago. She promised not to tell. Speaking of which…"

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. But if I were you, I would be thinking about how you're going to tell mom and dad. You need a plan."

"What do you have in mind?"

"Well, Christmas eve would be a great day for it…"