Upon getting out of Luan's sight, Lucy ducked into some bushes and made her way back towards her street, making sure she could see Luan continue to her party.

Quickly hurrying down her street, Lucy finally saw her house come into view…and frowned as she heard the ruckus inside, clearly indicating that most of her family was still home. She sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose. This would be tricky, but not impossible. All she had to do was get to the basement window, crawl inside, then use the vents to travel to her room.

Lucy carefully crept along the side of the house until she got to the basement's sole window. She went to open it…and grunted as she realized it was stuck. She spent a good 5 minutes trying to get it to open, before finally giving up.

Lucy shook her head. This was fine. Just go in the back door and get to the vent in the kitchen.

But of course that couldn't be done either, because Lola and Lana were hosting a Bluebell Scout meeting, and they were all currently in the kitchen getting snacks. Lucy's eye twitched in annoyance. WHY was it so hard to sneak into her room? On any other day she could do it with one hand tied behind her back. But because she was trying to hide her package of bedwetting diapers, OF COURSE life would do whatever it could to make sure her siblings would find out.

Taking a moment to let out a low groan, Lucy briefly wondered if she could get Lincoln's attention from his room and have him activate that inflatable slide so she could climb up. After all, Lincoln was the most trustworthy person in the house, at least in Lucy's opinion. But sadly, just as quickly as that thought had entered her head, it left, as she remembered Lincoln mentioning that Gus' Games n Grub was having a video game tournament, and he and Clyde were gonna be there all day.

Sighing, Lucy figured her best bet now was just to walk in the front door and head straight up to her room. Her siblings USUALLY paid her little mind, so hopefully she could use that to her advantage this once.

Picking up her bag, Lucy causally made her way to the front door. She pressed her ear up against it and heard light talking. She could tell it was Leni and Lori, likely gossiping. Lucy took a deep breath and opened the door, trying to be quiet while making it look like normal. She stepped inside and closed the door and started for the stairs…

"Hey, Luce," Lori spoke up, not even looking up from her phone, "I thought you were at a friend's house.

Lucy mentally cursed. Of course, the one time she needed to go unnoticed, suddenly she had a bright red target on her back.

"Haiku got sick, so I had to come home," Lucy said, only after the words left her mouth did she realize exactly what she said. Her sisters looked at her with wide eyes, and Lucy quickly added, "Her mom made a bad batch of cookies, so she and her sister both got food poisoning. Threw up all over their living room. I had to leave because the vomit smell was making me sick- er, nauseous, too."

Thankfully this calmed her sisters as they each released the deep breaths they had been holding in.

"Sorry to hear that, Luce," Lori sighed, as she went back to her phone.

"Yeah, I totes hope they get better," Leni said sympathetically.

"Thanks," Lucy nodded, as she turned back to the stairs…

"What's in the bag?" Lori asked, again not looking up from her phone.

"Nothing!" Lucy exclaimed, perhaps a little too quickly and loudly, as both her oldest sisters, as well as Lola and Lana in the dining room, looked at her in confusion. "I mean, it's…stuff for making fake blood. I just gotta sneak it in because you know how Mom feels about my fake blood staining everything."

"Uh huh…" Lori nodded, looking at Leni with a raised eyebrow, "Ok then." She shrugged before going back to her phone, the rest of the sisters also going back to their own thing. Lucy wasn't gonna take any more chances as she ran up the stairs, actually creating a large racket as she did so.

"WHO'S RUNNING UP THE STAIRS?" Rita yelled from her room.

As they heard Lucy slam her door shut, Lori looked at Leni, "Ok, I think it goes without saying that that was weird."

"Yeah, totes," Leni nodded, "Do you think Lucy's weird behavior has something to do with whatever's bothering her?"

"Obviously," Lola said, walking into the living room, "I know we talked over some ideas last night, but I really think we should just confront her, get her to tell us whatever's bothering her so we can help."

"But that might make her defensive," Lana said, as she stood next to her twin, "And she might close herself off even more. I mean, Lucy's always been the quietest of us all. Heck, I'm surprised her last name is even 'Loud' considering she hardly ever is."

"Look," Lori sighed, "We'll see how long this goes on. If we need to, we'll confront her. But for now, let's try Plan A."

The others nodded, the twins going back to join their troop, and the older girls going back to their phones.

Lucy sighed as she slipped the package of Goodnites under her bed. This had truly been one of the most stressful days of her life. And looking at her phone, she saw it had only been just over an hour. Thinking it over, she realized she was so exhausted, that she wanted to take a little nap.

"Not long," She muttered, "Just half-an-hour at most." Lucy first headed out to the hall. She figured if she used the bathroom now, she wouldn't have to worry about anything happening during her nap.

As Lucy made her way to the bathroom, she heard, "Hey, Luce!" She turned and saw Lincoln and Lynn making their way towards her.

"Hi, guys," Lucy stated in her usual monotone voice, "What's up?"

"We were wondering if you wanted to hang out?" Lincoln asked, "Been a while since the three of us have done something together."

"That sounds nice," Lucy nodded, "But I'm actually kind of tired right now. I was thinking of taking a nap."

"A nap?!" Lynn cried in shock, "We're Louds, Lucy! We don't take NAPS! Especially not on a SATURDAY!" She grabbed her younger sister by her wrist and pulled her downstairs, Lincoln following behind.

As they hurried down the stairs, Lucy looked behind her at her brother, "Lincoln, I thought you were gonna be at Gus' all day?"

"Oh," Lincoln causally shrugged, "When Clyde and I got to the arcade, it was packed for the tournament, so we just decided to come home. Clyde's hanging with his dads, so I thought I could hang with you guys for the day."

"Beat it," Lynn casually said to her older sisters as the trio entered the living room, "We need the TV."

To Lucy's surprise, Lori and Leni didn't argue or appear annoyed that their younger sister was giving them an order. They merely nodded and headed up to their room. Lucy could have sworn she saw Lori wink at Lynn, but she brushed the thought off.

"So, Luce," Lynn smiled, as she hopped up on the couch, dragging her sister with her, "We figured we'd watch a movie. And since the sequel's FINALLY coming out in a few months, what better movie to watch than The Incredibles?"

"It's probably my favorite PIXAR movie," Lincoln casually said, as he put the movie into the DVD player, "All about a broken family coming together to fight their inner demons…in super hero form."

"My favorite part is when Syndrome has them all captured, and Bob finally tells his family what's on his mind," Lynn said, as the movie started up, "It's a really sweet moment, showing how even the strongest of us need to let people in at times."

"And it's great that the moment continues when they get ready to fight the Omnidroid," Lincoln said, "When he adds in his fear of losing them. Really, one has to wonder how a movie about superheroes can also portray family love so well." At that, Lincoln wrapped an arm around his little sister as he pulled her close.

"I like Violet," Lucy spoke up after a minute, "She sees the world for how it really is: a dark depressing place where even the people who love us the most will let us down."

Lincoln and Lynn frowned at that, but said nothing. As the movie continued, Lincoln finally said, "But her journey through the movie is great, with her embracing her powers and letting her true self shine."

"The Incredibles has many clichés," Lucy countered, "But the ending where the popular boy nervously asks Violet out is the worst of them all. So cliché and unrealistic. In real life, he would hit on her, call her "babe" even though they don't actually know each other, and she would wisely turn him down. And as we've seen in the newest trailer for the second film, it clearly doesn't work out, what with her going back to her "shrinking violet" phase and trying to destroy her suit."

Lynn and Lincoln shot each other a nervous look as the film played. Clearly their hinting wasn't working.

"Well," Lincoln tried to figure out what to say, "Nothing WRONG with being a shrinking violet, just so long as you know there are people that love you and want to help."

"Yeah," Lynn said, giving her sister a playful noogie, "We all have bad days and need some time to ourselves every once in a while, no biggie."

"True," Lucy said, brushing her sister's hand away, "But sometimes embracing the darkness is the best way to get through life. If you don't expect anything from people, they can't let you down."

"But if you aren't let down, then why feel blue?" Lynn asked.

"Because the world is a lousy place in general," Lucy sighed, "Heck, watching this movie with you 2 is probably the best I've felt in weeks, if for no other reason than I'm spending time with my closest siblings."

Lynn and Lincoln frowned at each other, before Lynn sighed and nodded at her brother. Lincoln looked at Lucy and asked, "Lucy, if something was bothering you, you'd tell us, right?"

"Of course," Lucy nodded, not taking her eyes off the TV, "But like I said at dinner last night, I'm fine."

The two older siblings again shared a frown, not sure what else to do. Obviously pushing further on the matter would most likely result in Lucy going back up to her room and closing herself off from everyone.

With no other options, the trio silently watched the movie, Lynn and Lincoln watching their little sister the whole while.

Believe it or not, Lucy's plan actually worked for the next week. She didn't wake up in the middle of the night again, and each morning she was able to put her wet Goodnite in a plastic bag, which she put in her backpack. Upon getting to school, she immediately went to the bathroom, where her secret shame was flushed down the toilet (and the plastic bag was merely thrown away). The following weekend, she merely put the three Goodnites from the weekend nights into one bag, which she took care of on Monday.

All in all, Lucy actually started to feel slightly better. Sure, like any kid she was majorly embarrassed at having to wear diapers at night, but it was still better than repeatedly waking up to wet sheets and having to secretly wash them.

Her family noticed Lucy appeared to be feeling better, but they were still concerned for her. Lynn, being her roommate, tried to get closer to her, but Lucy mainly stayed to herself. At the very least, she was a little more talkative at dinner each night.

All was well until Tuesday at lunch. Lucy's friends were glad that she was eating with them again. As they ate, Haiku spoke up, "Everyone, my mother is going out of town this weekend, so she said me and my sister may have that big group sleepover we have been talking about, and you are all invited. Bring the usual sleepover necessities: sleeping bag, pajamas, change of clothes, and toothbrush. We will have pizza at night, and Maggie is taking a cooking class, so she will make breakfast for us in the morning."

The group looked at each other and gave light smiles, each saying they would be there. Except for Lucy.

"I'm sorry, Haiku, but I can't make it."

Haiku frowned, "Why not?"

Lucy paused, as she realized she didn't have a reason she could SAY, and just saying she wasn't interested would be rude. "Er…I'm grounded."

"You got grounded, Lucy?" One of the kids at the table spoke up, "How?"

"Um…" Lucy paused. What was a realistic excuse she could say? What was something casually bad she could say she did, that wouldn't seem out of place for her? "I…got mad after my mom swatted a broom at Fangs, so I called her a stupid idiot. So I'm grounded for a week."

"Sigh," Haiku muttered, "Lucy, even though people like our parents can infuriate us with their naivety towards our lifestyle, we must maintain our emotionless detachment, lest we seem like the "popular" people who see themselves as superior."

"Right," Lucy nodded, sighing, "I'm sorry, guys. I hope you have an enjoyable night, and hopefully I can make it next time."

The others nodded, and that was that. Or so Lucy thought.

It was Thursday night after dinner, and the family was sitting in the living room together. The TV was on, but only a couple of them were watching it. Luan's phone buzzed, so she stepped into the kitchen to answer it.

As the family watched their show, Luan came back in. "Hey, Mom, Dad? Is it ok if I go to my friend Maggie's house for a sleepover tomorrow?"

"Sure, Honey," Rita nodded, before pausing as she thought, "Which one is Maggie again?"

"She's one of Lucy's older friends," Luan said, "She and I became friends after I performed at her birthday party, and she said she really liked my act. After that, we just drifted towards each other, despite our drastically different lifestyles."

"Oh, ok," Rita shrugged, "Just so long as you're on your best behavior."

"Thanks, Mom," Luan nodded, before turning to her siblings, "By the way, Lucy, why are you grounded?"

Everyone stopped what they were doing as they looked at the 8-year-old in surprise. Lucy looked up from her poetry book and silently cursed. How could she forget that Luan and Maggie were friends? So of course there was a chance that Haiku would bring up Lucy's "grounding" to Maggie, who would bring it up to Luan. It was a slim chance, but a chance, nonetheless; and clearly, said chance had happened.

"You're grounded, Sweetie?" Rita asked, before turning to her husband, "What did she do, Lynn?"

"I don't know, I was gonna ask you," Lynn Sr. replied, looking just as confused.

Lucy started to panic. If her parents revealed she wasn't grounded, then she'd have to explain why she lied to Haiku, and that would inevitably lead to her family discovering her secret. As Lucy tried to figure out a way out of this, she stopped. She was Lucy LOUD. This was the LOUD house.

"Wait," Lucy said, looking at her parents irritably, "You're saying I'm NOT grounded?"

"Um…" Lynn shared a look with his wife, before replying, "Not that you're mother or I are aware of, Sweetie."

"Ugh!" Lucy snapped, throwing her poetry book on the floor, "I would LOVE to go to Haiku's for that sleepover, but I told her I'm grounded. And now I find out I'm NOT?!" She pinched the bridge of her nose, letting out a sigh before looking right at her parents, "Mom, Dad, I know we've recently been saying we need to work on ourselves as a family, try to be better and all that, but I just gotta say that goes DOUBLE for you. I don't mean to be rude, but you both REALLY need to work on your communication skills!"

"We're…we're sorry, Lucy," Rita said, looking rather embarrassed, "We didn't mean to make you think you're grounded."

"Yeah, you can totally go to Haiku's sleepover tomorrow," Lynn nodded.

Lucy let out a sigh, "But I already told her no, and I don't wanna be rude and tell her yes at the last minute. Nothing I can do now." She looked down and groaned. Her siblings all looked at her with sympathy.

"Actually," Luan, who was behind the couch, pulled up her hand, reveling that she was still using her cell phone, "I'm still on with Maggie. When she said Haiku is upset that you can't make it, I told her to wait while I try to talk to Mom and Dad."

"And I'm on speaker with Haiku," Maggie's voice came over the phone.

"Lucy, I do not find it the least bit rude that you are changing your answer last minute," Haiku spoke up, "I will see you tomorrow at school, and we can all just go to my house afterwards."

"Cool," Luan nodded, as she finished up the call.

As everyone slowly went back to their own thing, Lincoln, who was sitting next to Lucy, smiled at her, "Wow, that was a lucky break, huh, Luce? Hope you have fun tomorrow."

"Thank you, Lincoln," Lucy forced a smile as she bent down and picked up her poetry book, "It was a lucky break, indeed."

The next day, Lucy stood in front of school, waiting for her friends. She had her backpack, which contained not only her school books, but also her pajamas, change of clothes, toothbrush, and Goodnite (she was holding her sleeping bag). As she waited for her friends to exit the school, she briefly thought of faking being sick to her stomach, so she could go home. She knew her friends were good people who didn't care about trivial things, but still, just the thought that one of them could accidentally discover her secret terrified her.

Honestly, Lucy knew she should talk with her parents about this so they could take her to a doctor to see what was wrong. Heck, what if it was something serious, like a bladder infection? And she was putting off finding out just because she was embarrassed? Not a very smart thing to do.

"Hello, Lucy."

Lucy jumped nearly three feet in the air. She turned to see Haiku standing behind her, smirking. Haiku had always come close to spooking Lucy, but this was the first time she actually succeeded.

"Hello, Haiku. How are you?" Lucy asked, as she waited for her heart to stop beating a million beats per second. Was this what she put her siblings through on a daily basis? Now she realized how scary it was.

"I'm overjoyed, as you can clearly see," Haiku said, in her usual monotone voice and disinterested look on her face, "I have been wanting to do this sleepover for quite some time, yet my mother has always been too busy to help prepare it."

"Well, I'm glad to be coming," Lucy said, giving a small smile. It was true. Despite her concerns over her secret being discovered, as well as her usual dark outlook on life, she really did enjoy spending time with her friends. "What all are we gonna do?"

"Well, like I said, we're ordering pizza for dinner," Haiku began, "Then, we'll watch a scary movie. Maggie managed to get her hands on a copy of the original Night of the Living Dead. Afterwards, we're gonna stay up late and do some things our parents would NOT want us doing. Dez is bringing over her older brother's Ouija Board, and Monica is bringing a book on seances and occult practices."

"Wicked," Lucy smiled, feeling slightly better at hearing of the night's plans.

At that moment, the three remaining females in their group, Dez, Monica, and Felecia, exited the school, each carrying their own sleeping bags. They made their way to Haiku's house, where Maggie and her friends, Luan and three other girls, were already waiting. Of course, everyone was thinking to themselves that Luan was the odd girl out, but Maggie insisted Luan was cool enough to hang with them. Luan assured everyone that she would respect them and not try to make the night all happy and cheerful.

"Don't worry, girls, I've mort-itchin for a good time tonight," Luan quipped. Lucy groaned, while everyone else merely stared at Luan as if to ask, "Really?"

All in all, the night was fun. They ordered 5 pizzas, which were eaten while watching the movie. Luan, of course, was the only one who was really scared.

Afterwards, they hung out, with a few of them doing the Ouija Board (during which Luan had to joke, "Gee, hope we don't get any pranking ghosts who like to give O-wedgies.") While they were hanging out, they kept refilling their cups with the sodas Maggie had managed to score, a dozen bottles all in all.

Lucy was currently on the couch, watching some of the girls mess with the Ouija Board as she sipped on her soda. A look at the clock showed it was 1 in the morning. Luan took a seat by her sister.

"Uh, Lucy, isn't that, like, your fifth refill?" Luan asked, the protective side of her showing through.

"Sixth," Lucy replied, as she set her cup on the coffee table, "It's pretty cool. Mom never lets us have this much caffeine or stay up this late."

"For good reason," Luan pointed out, "Lucy, you're only 8. I think you should cut back on the soda and try to relax. I'd like for you to get to sleep within the next hour."

Lucy frowned. She was well-aware that she was the youngest one there, and so far no one had said anything about it (Maggie had been a little uneasy about the movie she had gotten, but she said that it was because of the "younger girls", not just Lucy). "Look," She sighed, "I'm not sure if you've noticed lately, but I've been feeling a little…not myself, and I wanna take this night to relax, not think about my troubles. I can sleep in late today, and then I can do stuff with Lynn to wear myself out. If I need to, I'll set an alarm for tomorrow, so I wake up early and thus feel like going to bed early, so I can get a full-night's sleep for school on Monday. No biggie." At that, Lucy picked up her cup and took another sip of her soda.

Luan frowned. At least she had finally gotten a confirmation that something was wrong with her little sister. But the look on Lucy's face said she was done with the conversation. Luan sighed and got up, figuring she'd at least get ready for bed herself.

Lucy sighed as she watched her sister go. Even if she and Luan weren't the closest in the house, it would still be nice to talk to SOMEONE about her troubles. But clearly this wasn't the time or place. At that moment, Lucy decided she would ask Mom to talk when they got home tomorrow…or today…basically after they woke up and headed home.

That was the last thing Lucy really remembered, before the night became hazy due to all the caffeine she had. Bits and pieces were still there, such as Maggie punching one of her friends for saying she had feelings for Luan ("She's just a really good friend, is all!") and Dez puking in one of the potted plants (due to having eaten a whole pizza, two bags of chips, and a dozen cookies), but all in all, talking with Luan was the last thing Lucy fully remembered.

GGGGGGGGGRRRRRRMMMMMMMMM!

"UGH!" Maggie yelled, "Why is Mr. Johnson ALWAYS mowing his lawn so dang early!"

"Um, Maggie, it's 12:30."

"Well, we're teens that stayed up way too late and had too much junk food! He should be more considerate!"

"There's no way he could have known that."

"But still!"

Lucy's eyes slowly opened as she heard everyone start to get up. Looking around, she saw she had fallen asleep on the couch. She saw her friends sprawled out on the floor around her, most in their sleeping bags.

As Lucy shifted to try and stand up…she froze. She was wet. She had been so hopped up on sugar that she fell asleep before she could put her Goodnite on! And what's worse, the couch was a tan color, so the wet spot was very obvious, and Lucy didn't have a blanket or anything to cover herself with. She was frozen in fear as everyone started to stand up.

Lucy tried to lay over the spot (as she still had her black dress on, meaning the spot wasn't too noticeable on her), but Haiku, who was right by the couch, winced as she sniffed. "Ugh, what smells like urine?"

Slowly, everyone turned their heads to the two girls, and noticed the wet spot on the couch underneath Lucy.

Time seemed to freeze as no one said anything. Lucy swore she could hear her heartbeat in her ears. As the snickers slowly started and Lucy felt the tears start to flow…Luan burst out laughing.

"Gee, Lucy, I gotta hand it to ya. Water you gonna do now, since we're all about to bowl over laughing?" Luan clutched her stomach and doubled over, laughing really hard.

In fact, as Lucy noted, Luan seemed to be laughing too hard. Almost like she was making herself laugh. Lucy's eyes went wide as she realized what her sister was doing.

"Luan!" Maggie gasped, "Are you saying you put your sister's hand in a bowl of water after she fell asleep last night?"

"N…no!" Luan laughed out, "I'm not saying that at all!" It was hard for Luan to talk, with all the laughing she was doing.

"DAMN IT, LOUD!" Maggie snapped, her eye twitching, "Haiku and I promised our mom the house would be spotless when she got back!" Glaring at her friend, Maggie stomped over to the couch, taking a few breaths before placing a hand on Lucy's shoulder, "Ya know where the bathroom is, right?" Lucy nodded. "Ok, go take a shower and change your clothes. I'll get you a plastic bag for the stuff you're wearing now. And hey," She smiled sweetly, "Don't worry, I'm not mad at you, it's not your fault." She turned and glared over her shoulder at the still laughing comedian, "It's your idiot sister's fault!"

Lucy nodded again as she slowly got up and walked to her backpack, picking it up and making her way to the bathroom. As she did, she heard Maggie mutter, "Gonna kill that girl, Mom is gonna be furious."

Lucy entered the bathroom in somewhat of a daze. She didn't even think about it as she turned the shower on and started to strip. All she could think about was, 'Luan is the greatest.'

An hour later, after a big breakfast of Monkey Bread and fruit, everyone headed home, a couple getting picked up by parents, the rest walking. Luan and Lucy were a couple of the ones who chose to walk. As they headed home (with Maggie telling Luan she was banned from ever returning), Lucy suddenly hugged her older sister.

"Thank you so much, Luan!" She stated, actually showing emotion as she lightly sobbed, "That would have been so embarrassing if you hadn't done what you did!" Lucy now let the tears flow freely as she clung to her sister.

Luan gently guided her little sister to a nearby tree, where they sat as Lucy cried until she was out of tears. During this, she explained what had been going on.

"…and then I just fell asleep last night before I could change into my pajamas. When I woke up, I thought it was all over," Lucy finished, wiping her eyes.

"I remember feeling the same way," Luan said, a casual tone in her voice.

Lucy froze as she looked up at her sister, who smiled down at her, "I was 7 when the accidents started. I was so embarrassed. Like you, I thought at first it was a one-time fluke. But then, as it started happening more and more, I realized I had a problem. While we've sorta drifted apart over the years, back then, Luna was my absolute best friend, so of course she figured out something was wrong with me by the way I was acting. She confronted me, and I broke down bawling as I told her what was going on. She may have only been 8, but even she knew I should go to the doctor. She took me to Mom, who explained everything to me."

"Everything?" Lucy asked, confused.

"I explained to your sister that the females in my side of the family have had a long history of incontinence." Both girls looked up to see their mother standing in front of them.

Lucy looked to Luan, who smiled sheepishly, "After Maggie was done cussing me out, I called Mom and told her what happened. I told her I'd text her when we were leaving, and that there was a slim chance we might not make it all the way home. So I gave her Maggie's address and, well, here we are."

Rita sat down next to her daughters and pulled Lucy into her lap. Despite it being a childish action, Lucy did not struggle and instead hugged her mother. Rita continued, "I was in diapers at night until my freshman year of college. It was embarrassing as hell, but I reluctantly accepted it. Pop-Pop explained that for generations, the women in his family have had weak bladders. In fact, he said his aunt had to wear protective undergarments 24/7. But he said that that was the worst case. Neither your sister or myself have ever had to wear them during the day."

"And the others?" Lucy asked curiously.

"It may be genetic, but while that means anyone can get it, not everyone is gonna have to deal with it," Rita shrugged, "And as far as I know, Lori, Leni, Luna, and Lynn are all good. Of course, it'll probably be another year or 2 before it would surface in the twins, and obviously even longer for Lisa and Lily. But so far, you and Luan are the only ones who are affected by it."

"So that means…" Lucy turned to Luan, who reached into her own backpack and pulled up a plastic bag, clearly wrapped around something pink. She shrugged, and Lucy sighed, this time in relief, "I'm sorry, Mom. I was just so embarrassed about this that I didn't say anything. I should have known I could come to you."

"It's ok, Sweetie," Rita said, wrapping her arms around her daughter, "I'm just relieved this is it. We've all been worried about you, lately."

"Really?" Lucy asked, "I figured everyone would just see the way I've been acting as normal."

"Luce, we may tend to overlook you most of the time," Luan frowned, feeling guilty, "But we're a family. We can totally tell when one of us is dealing with something. And I'm a bit ashamed to admit I thought it might be bedwetting, but I didn't say anything."

"Wait, how could you have guessed what it was?" Lucy asked, surprised, "I mean, I get you deal with it, but I'm always somewhat down."

"Well, I'll admit at first I just thought maybe someone was picking on you, or that Rocky didn't wanna be your friend anymore," Luan said, "But then, that Friday at dinner, after you left, Lynn told us about her "dream" where you had three legs and were training to be king of something. Then when she said she found your pajama bottoms on the floor after you had changed out of them, that really made me think. And then of course, running into you the next day when you had been shopping and had multi-bagged whatever you had bought, that's when I really started to think it was bedwetting. But I figured you would have talked to Mom or Dad, so I shrugged it off. But then came the grounding thing, and I was 99% certain what it was. That was why I was trying to get you to go to bed early last night, cuz I had a feeling you would fall asleep before you could change into your pajamas."

Lucy sighed again as Rita stood up, actually carrying her. Luan picked up her sister's backpack and followed along. "So, I don't have to go to the doctor?"

"Technically you shouldn't," Rita said, "Though honestly I would like to set up an appointment, just to be safe." Lucy merely nodded at this, gently laying her head into her mother's shoulder. For the first time in almost a month, Lucy actually felt at peace. Yes, she still had an embarrassing secret that wasn't gonna stop anytime soon, but it was just a relief to get it out in the open.

As their house came into view, Rita sat Lucy down, allowing her to walk the rest of the way, albeit while holding her mother's hand.

"Luce," Luan spoke up, getting her sister's attention, "I don't know if I would have gotten through this without Luna's help. I think you should have someone to confide in. Of course, me and Mom will be here for you, but maybe tell someone else that you're close to. Just a thought."

Lucy merely nodded at this, as the trio returned home.

That night after dinner, when most of the family went off to do their own thing, Lucy asked Lynn and Lincoln to join her in her room. When they were both seated on Lynn's bed, Lucy confirmed that something was wrong with her.

"What is it, Luce?" Lincoln asked, sharing a wary look with Lynn, "You know whatever it is, we'll be here for you, right?"

Lucy nodded, and sighed as she explained that Lynn's weird dream was in fact not a dream, but Lucy manipulating her to fall asleep so she wouldn't discover Lucy changing her sheets. Lucy then took a deep breath as she outright stated, "I have a bedwetting problem."

No one said anything for a moment, and Lucy was growing slightly worried as she expected her siblings to burst out laughing. However, both got up and hugged her.

"You secret's safe with us, sis," Lincoln said, rubbing Lucy's back.

"And you know we're not gonna laugh at you for something you can't control," Lynn added.

Lucy felt tears welling up in her eyes, but this time they were tears of joy as she wrapped and arm around both of her siblings and thanked them repeatedly.

The three stayed like that for some time, Lucy lightly crying, happy to be able to tell her two closest siblings what was wrong with her without them laughing at her, and the 2 of them happy that their little sister had finally confided in them about what was troubling her.

A couple hours later, as everyone was getting ready for bed, Lucy told Lynn goodnight before stepping out of their room and walking next door to Luan and Luna's room. She lightly knocked on the door.

"Hey, little dudette, what's up?" Luna asked from her bunk.

"I wanted to come talk to Luan," Lucy explained, "I need to thank her for something."

"I think she's in the bathroom," Luna shrugged, "Should just be another minute."

"Ok," Lucy nodded, taking a seat on Luan's bunk.

It was quiet for a moment, before Luna spoke up, "So, this thing you wanna thank her for, does it have to do with what's been messing with you lately?"

"Yes," Lucy replied, hoping her sister wouldn't ask any more questions.

"Hmm…" Luna hummed, "Does this thing happen to be genetic?"

Lucy paused, as she looked up at her rocker sister, who merely smirked at her, before making a 'zipping shut and locking" motion over her lips. Lucy offered a small smile, and Luna winked at her before laying down.

Lucy lightly chuckled. Of course Luna would figure it out. But hey, no biggie there. After all, she's clearly kept Luan's secret all these years (even though it would have been perfect ammunition/blackmail during April Fool's), so obviously Lucy didn't have to worry, either.

At that moment, the toilet flushed, and a few seconds later, Luan stepped into her room, smiling when she saw Lucy, "Hey, Luce, what's up?"

Lucy said nothing at first, as she merely walked over and wrapped her sister in a hug. Luan simply smiled as she returned said hug.

"Thank you for helping me out, Luan," Lucy finally said, smiling up at her sister, "I really owe you one."

"Don't mention it, Lucy," Luan smiled, gently brushing Lucy's hair out of her face, though Lucy stopped her before her eyes were visible. Luan merely chuckled as she tussled her sister's head, before pulling away from the hug and going to her bed. As she lay down, she turned back to her sister, "By the way, Mom got Lisa to make me a special trashcan for my wet pull-ups, one that has a mini-disintegrator in it. Totally safe, and you're free to use it as well. That way you don't have to keep hiding them every morning."

"Thanks, Luan," Lucy smiled. Despite being careful in the morning and at school, Lucy did have a worry someone would find her secret shame. But now she clearly didn't have to sweat that.

As Lucy turned to go back to her room, Luan turned off the light and asked, "Hey, sis, ya wanna sleep with me tonight? Us bedwetters gotta stick together, after all."

Despite what Luan said being more sincere than funny, Lucy chuckled as she climbed into the bottom bunk next to Luan, who wrapped her arms around her little sister. The two slept peacefully that night, and it was the best sleep Lucy had had in weeks.

There ya go. Hope this wasn't too sappy. Like I said, I've tried to use bedwetting in stories before, but it never really fit into the storylines. I do have an idea I think could work in a story I'm currently planning, so hopefully that'll work out.

Anyway, R&R.