Whimfu1 here.

Why do I already have another story out?: Simple answer this story isn't new. This is a story I actually tried writing before 'Age Gap' but didn't think it was working. Looking back at it, it seemed better than I remembered. So I've decided to publish all 8, yes 8, chapters I wrote for it due to the fact I'm being slow on updates now with school. It's not done, but by the time I hit Ch 8 I got the idea for 'Age Gap'. I thought 'Age Gap' felt more original so I decided to make that my first published piece. This piece was inspired by two other Loud House Robot Lincoln fics but I couldn't find them again. If you know them feel free to name drop them so I can add them as mentions in this author's note. This is just my take on the idea.

Why is this rated 'M'?: I'm always conservative when it comes to rating. This story doesn't really need to be. I just want to be safe for now. There's only one or two jokes that I find too mature at the moment. In reality there's one major joke I want to use later on that is the reason.

Side Note: Notice this story, even with 8 chapters, is kind of short. Being my first fic, I didn't even pay attention to word length. Chapters range from 700 to 2000 words. All my other stories I aim for at least 2000 to 3000 words. In that regard this story is a quick read.

Anyways, enjoy.

Initializing…

Beep...beep…

Audio input online…

"It will take a minute or so for it to activate."

Analysis… Creator's voice "Lisa Loud" recognized…

Audio output online…

"Testing audio functionality."

"Ahh! It totes just said something!"

Analysis… Mistress' voice "Leni Loud" recognized...

"Hush Leni," The lisp filled reprimand silenced her. "I need to listen to its confirmation for my notes."

"Audio fully functional."

"Excellent."

Optics online…

Those of young age could hear the high pitch whine of an old television turning on as the machine's "eyes" opened.

"Testing optics functionality."

From its vision the machination began to scan the room. In the rather small confines of what appeared to be a bedroom, a large group of people stood hesitantly away from it. The sole male of the group stood in the front arms spread protecting his young while the largest female looked over his shoulder holding a giggling baby.

"Optics fully functional."

It tried to adjust its position as the gears in its abdomen began to turn. The family backed up slightly.

"Nothing to fear," the voice assured the family. "It's simply readying itself for movement."

"Lisa! W-what is this thing?!"

"The solution to all our problems, father unit."

"Full functionality of joints confirmed."

Artificial intelligence program "LINCOLN" executing…

The family backed up against the door-frame they had once entered. Notes could be heard being scribbled down from the calmest person in the room. The frightened family watched as the machine walked towards them stopping less than a yard away.

"Greetings, you may refer to me as Lincoln."

"Uhh… dudes…" the family's eyes darted back to a teen with short, brunette hair. "Isn't it basically a kid."

The family looked back to Lisa's creation. Still in a slight bow from its greeting, the machine did appear to be just some kid. Its age seemed to be around 10 to 11 years old. It had pale skin and snow white hair being perhaps only way to tell it was not human. It wore an orange, skin tight jumpsuit that covered most of its body besides the hands and feet which were bare.

"It literally does look like some twerp."

"Erm hmm…"

The clearing of a throat brought their eyes back to the one who called them in. The genius of the family stood next to the 'boy'. She wrote more notes before poking the side of it causing a small panel to pop out. The machine was impartial to the prodding and waited for its creator to finish. Closing the panel Lisa began to speak.

"After noticing a large morale drop and a lack of chore duties being done, I took it upon myself to rectify the situation." She continued, "As such, I introduce, Lincoln."

"Hello masters, as a android, I am made to serve your every need. Chores, tutoring, and cooking are a few of my many capabilities." the robot gestured with its hands similarly to how one would picture a butler. This did not go unnoticed by a certain Loud girl.

"So he's like a servant?" Asked pageant princess, Lola Loud. A mild grin appeared on her face. "So I could ask him to do anything?" Her last word was stressed out in a pleading manner.

"Correct Mistress Lola." The android answered. A high pitch 'Eeeee' radiated from the young girl.

"Make me some tea for my party!"

"Right away mistress Lola."

The family parted allowing the robot to exit the room. Half of the crowd followed the 'boy' as it navigated itself to the kitchen. The young inventor was also planning on following it until her oldest sister's hand stopped her.

"Not so fast." Lori spoke with an annoyed tone. Those still residing in the room appeared to be mostly the oldest sisters and their mother.

Lori glared downwards at the genius with Leni flanking her but she was just there more than anything. No glare, just there to support Lori. The matriarch still held her youngest in her arms until she handed it to her rocker daughter, Luna.

"Lisa, what is that thing?" Rita asked the young girl.

"As Lincoln explained, he is a robotic servant I created to lift the burden of the family. I even made him to resemble a human male since father unit finally decided to go through with a vasectomy." The last words stung slightly to the mother. They had tried so long to have a boy but it just wasn't in the cards. With the final attempt resulting with Lily, they came to conclusion to stop. Life was not too bad with ten beautiful daughters but a son would have been a nice surprise. The woman took in the words before hesitantly speaking.

"Okay young lady, as long as it's safe."

"Mom!" Lori protested. "What if he just explodes like her other experiments?!"

"Unlikely." Lisa began to argue, "Lincoln's energy core is highly stable."

There was silence.

"His battery is fine."

Ohhs and why didn't you just say that came from the four ladies still present.

"Why did you make him so young?"

"Leni!" Lori shouted.

"What? He'd make like the handsomest guy if he was our age." Leni obliviously said.

"He is rather cute, dude."

"Luna, not helping!"

"I wanted to maintain the split of ages in the family." Lisa began, "As it stands, I desired no one to feel like he was intimidating to approach due to his apparent age while maintaining the appearance of someone who is capable to do chores."

"I'd still would like a hunky guy around." Leni stated raising her hands to her cheeks with a grin.

"So what can the little guy really do?" Luna asked.

A loud vroom sounded from downstairs followed by amazement.

"Rita get down here and check what Lincoln can do!" Shouted a joyful Lynn Sr.

With unsure looks the ladies went downstairs.

Hurrying down the steps and to the kitchen, the eldest ladies of the Loud house stopped in their tracks. Crowded around the entrance was their family watching the android as it looked for tea. This action would be of no note if not for the fact the Loud parents hid tea on high shelves to prevent Lola from making her own and possibly burning herself. What astonished them was how small flames shot out of the android's feet making him hover in the air while he checked different cabinets.

"Sooo cool!" Lana announced to no one in particular.

Lincoln's optics scanned each shelf in the kitchen, writing every objects location to memory before finding tea bags. A cobweb caught onto his shoulder but a metal tentacle quickly protruded from his back and dusted it away. A mixture of surprise, amazement, and horror filled the Louds.

Another tentacle hooked onto a tea kettle and lowered it to the sink. Nudging the tap, the kettle began to fill with cold water. The android slowly descended holding two boxes of tea.

"Earl grey or green, mistress Lola?"

"Hmm…" the princess of the home pretended to ponder. "Earl grey!"

"Of course, mistress Lola."

A tentacle returned the box of green tea. The tap turned off and the kettle was slowly delivered to Lincoln. Palming the bottom of the pot, the Louds were left to simply question what he was doing. Quickly, steam began to rise out of the nose of the kettle and Lincoln's hand was noticeable red hot.

"It's quite hot so I shall pour it for you." Lincoln began walking towards them stopping in front of Lola. "We should not be late to greet your guests."

In amazement Lola's facade somewhat crumbled. "Uhh…" the family looked to her, "Erm… Yeah, follow me."

Lead upstairs to the twin's room, Lincoln poured Lola a cup of tea. The rest of the family followed and peaked in. It seemed rather normal with the only oddity being when Lincoln produced small cookies that no one knew were in the house. While nervous at first, Lola's tea party began as usual with her talking to her stuffed animals as if they were conversing.

A metal tentacle snaked its way behind one of the toys, sliding into their cup. The family noticed but Lola was too into her fantasy. The cup was silently emptied and after a brief moment Lincoln approached the guest.

"More tea ma'am"

"Wait! It'll overflo…" Lola stopped herself when she saw him pouring again. Another tentacle snaked to a different toy.

"Oh sir, you could use a top off as well."

Lola watched as somehow her stuff animals finished their tea and cookies. Confused, she was slightly put off but continued on. After so long Lincoln announced to Lola.

"Mistress Lola, I have run out of tea. Should I fetch more?"

"No…" Lola paused, "I believe that is enough."

"Shall I play some music?"

"You can play?"

"Of course mistress, I can play over 100 different instruments." A radical was heard at the door as Luna's head butted in a bit. She blushed before ducking back. Lola nodded to Lincoln who produced a violin seemingly out of nowhere. The music started in a light waltz much to Lola's amusement. What she did not expect was when Lincoln's metal tentacles took the instrument and his body approached her.

"Mistress Lola, would you honor me with a dance?"

"Really?! Erm… I mean." Lola straightened her dress, refining herself some. "As you have been so helpful this evening I guess I could honor you with one dance."

Guiding her, Lincoln took her hand and waist leading her to a more roomy area. With her head against his chest no one could see her slight grin. From the door way a couple of camera snaps could be heard as some pictures for Lola's album were taken by her mother. The song finished and they bowed to one another.

There was a tap on his shoulder. He turned and looked into the eyes of the second oldest daughter of the family. Leni waved happily even though she was a foot away.

"May I assist you mistress Leni?" Lincoln greeted her.

"No but you could help me. I'd like a dance too."

"Of course mistress Leni. It would be an honor."

Leni giggled "Oh Lincy, such a charmer."

With the size difference it looked more awkward but still graceful. The family watched on with Rita taking more photos. She spoke to herself.

"This may actually be fun."