The Loud House and use of any and all characters are property of Nickelodeon and all respective owners. These stories are for critique/parody under the Fair Use Act.

The time has come people; it is a new year so it only seems fitting to rein it in with a new chapter! Judging from the favorites and new followers that were made aware to me, my work has succeeded in drawing the readers into this world I have created. Hate to gloat, I seriously mean that by the way, but I am feeling a bit of pride right now. Aaaaand there it goes… bye pride, HA! Sorry for the corniness, just trying to keep y'all entertained but enough accolades! Time to outdo chapter 2 so sit back and let my imagination take your brains on a journey.

Ch. 3 Luna of the Night

Another morning shines over the Loud House as the calming Spring air slowly turns into warmer weather. A focused overview of our favorite white haired lad is made showing him still in bed but this time in a more restless state. Wearing only his special edition tighty whities, everything fades to black suddenly and we find an all-too-familiar voice speaking. Only now, it isn't as faint or ignorable prior to the appearance it made when Lincoln was alone with Luan.

White Top begins to stir side to side while his face contorts from the severe discomfort setting in "DON'T… DON'T"

The strange sensation of water is felt on Linc's back and behind both his legs despite his bed sheets being drier than sand paper. "EX-PECT… EXPECT… EXPECT" pure anger and malice can be heard in its speech prompting the man to break into a cold sweat. The tossing and turning grows worse as even more fear takes root in him; the voice is now louder, more shallow and monstrous then before.

"AAAAAA… AAAAAA" within the dark abyss Linc sees the quick glimmering of an unknown metal object at a steady distant followed by a clicking noise. Is that the sound of a key turning or something else entirely? A quick flash causes the object to disappear.

"GOOD… BYEEEE" sudden bursts of pain erupt from White Top's right forearm and middle of his chest just over the heart. Lincoln's right hand clutches the sheets as the pain quickly becomes intolerable "Errrarghhhh!" he groans as more sweat forms across Plan Man's face.

A few moments of silence come into place after Linc's trembling finally stops. The appearance of what could only be a pair of "demonic" eyes open from out of nowhere with the familiar thin circles representing the pupils. However, small blood red veins grow outside the black rings over the whites of each eye. "KISS!" with that final roar, rows of jagged teeth rip open from under the eyes and push forward at great speed.

The lad quickly awakes in terror and raises his entire upper body with the sweat pouring right under his chin. While gasping for air, the pain that emitted from the forearm and chest vanished along with the wet sensation from under his legs.

Our guy quickly checks the two areas carefully as the panic attack subsides. After seeing both places completely unharmed, he places both hands on his face to wipe the perspiration off. Lincoln moves to a sitting position on the bed edge and looks around the room still fairly scared "what… what on earth was all of that? It had to be a nightmare but the pain… the water… they felt way too real" he moves to his feet.

"This is really freaking me out! Come on loud, get a grip! You're twelve years old not five. Can't let a… bad dream get the better of you…" still frightened, but gradually becoming calmer, Linc's gaze moves upward and sees the fish wall clock strike 9:45am. "Wow, just wow, I don't think I've slept this late since, well ever. The rest of the house must be up especially with Summer break starting today. Best get myself together" Plan Man walks over to his dresser, opens a drawer, and pulls out orange plaid pants. White Top puts them on but chooses not to bother wearing a shirt due to how hot it is already.

He pulls out a toothbrush from the hidden stash in the far back and closes it. "Whew, glad my "treasures" haven't been found out by those no good "pirates" who live nearby" Lincoln chuckles to himself thinking back to the time he let Lynn bunk with him… and remembers how she used his personal toothbrush without permission. Lil' Boss opens the bedroom door and looks straight ahead to do what he does best: fourth wall address to we the viewers.

"Oh, hey everyone it's… it's been awhile since our last talk. If you happened to see all of the stuff that went on in there…" he points behind himself with the toothbrush in his right hand while stepping forward and closing the door behind "think nothing of it. I probably just watched one too many horror films with Lucy last night. Anyway let me bring you up to speed with the direction my life has taken…" Linc says with a sigh and significant worry.

He begins walking towards the bathroom at the end of the hallway and takes a quick look into Lisa and Lily's room. The egghead can be seen mixing various volatile chemicals and muttering to herself what could only be complicated formulas. Lily can be seen surrounded by a few of her toys and trying to mimic her big sister's actions in the cutest way possible.

Continuing on and overhearing another twin fight, the Loud Man's face shows a mixture of concern and distress as he remembers the situations that developed involving Lynn… and now Luan.

"So to recap, I have started a relationship with my older sisters which if you all have been paying attention, isn't really news. But do me a favor and not judge me I mean you saw that I tried to keep things normal right?" he flashes an expression expecting us to give him total sympathy. I will leave that option up to you honorable reader.

The walk proceeds on pass the closed door of Lynn and Lucy's room "hmm I guess one or both of them must be changing right now since that is the only time their door is ever closed" White Top thinks as he presses on.

"Anyway, I never thought in my wildest dreams that I'd have feelings for my sisters or end up doing what… ergh you know. I… I don't think what we did was wrong, necessarily, although anybody else would say otherwise. What have I done? What am I going to do if the rest of the family finds out?!" Linc stops dead center between the rooms belonging to Luna, Luan, and currently a roommate less Leni.

Looking left and right, the lad sees both rooms are empty and takes a deep sigh before entering the bathroom, closing the door behind. Grabbing the toothpaste on the sink, Lincoln spreads some on the toothbrush and looks into the mirror as the monologue continues.

"Taking Lynn's virginity, using Luan's grief to my advantage…" he sets the tube back down on the sink "then there was my memory being blocked and afterwards it returned. But not until Lynn said those words" his gaze shifts down for a moment while pondering the phenomenon; Lincoln's hand trembles with the toothbrush fidgeting from side to side.

The voice speaks once again but in a calmer tone "no need to fear me, we are partners after all…" our guy takes a hard blink and shakes his head before looking up to finish speaking to us "heh, heh well you've heard me ramble enough so best get ready and go make my own breakfast. Good talk" Linc starts brushing his teeth while still ignoring the ominous presence of another.

This simple action goes on for another 30 seconds as the minty fluid becomes watery in his mouth. On the verge of spitting, the bathroom door opens prompting Plan Man's gaze to shift behind him to see none other than Lynn in a bath towel, just a bath towel.

Using her right hand to hold the towel in place around her shapely figure, the jock stares at White Top in an almost unfeeling manner.

Lincoln, still mostly turned towards his girl, takes a few more brushes of his teeth before greeting Lynn "good morning".

Lady Dropkick's gaze narrows immediately along with her face giving off the best "fuck you" expression. She closes the door abruptly and marches to her boy toy not even slightly pleased. Lynn places herself on his right side while Linc turns towards her waiting for a response.

"Is it a good morning!?" she says looking rather disappointed with him. "You know what don't answer that just be on your way. I already called dibs on the bathroom while you were getting your beauty sleep kid".

Sensing that something was amiss, the man tries to remedy the situation and removes the toothbrush "uhhh, okay? Is something wrong? You look really mad… with me… again".

Hearing this statement causes Madam Punchy to clutch the towel even harder as the urge to arm punch her lover grows exponentially. Instead she just widens both eyes and speaks sarcastic-like "Whatever do you mean?! I am just peachy! Totally floating on cloud nine over here, honey!"

Lincoln had already known Lynn very intimately, pun intended, and could almost taste the venom in her words. He decides to spit the remaining toothpaste lingering into the sink and places the brush on its edge. Looking back at Lady Dropkick, White Top responds to her sourness "so you aren't going to tell me are you? You know I suck at guessing so care to just share?" Lynn just stares at him expecting the dots to connect on there own.

After a few moments of silence, Linc takes another swing at it "come on champ, be a team player and communicate with me. Who's my big winner…" he takes a step closer in an attempt to console the jock only to see her take a baby-step back.

"Now I know you aren't trying to sweet talk me! You got some nerve… errr no; I'm not going to let you off that easy. I think it's best you leave, I need to take a shower and don't get any funny ideas about joining me. In fact, don't look at me period!"

Plan Man puts on an upset face and decides not to pursue any further, not out of fear that this chick might knock him out if he kept at it, but rather the lad was still too tired to argue. "Fine, be like that. I'll finish up and leave you to clean yourself…" Lincoln turns from her direction to grab his toothbrush only to be stop by more of Lynn's attitude.

"What do you mean "finish up"? I thought I told you to get out. I assume someone like you is familiar with the concept of dibs!" she darts back at him.

Lil' Boss turns back to the jock now feeling like she's being a bit too unfair with him "yeah I KNOW what dibs is and I heard you clearly from before. What, are you saying that I can't finish brushing my teeth?"

"That is exactly what I'm saying so you can either leave willingly or be removed by yours truly. Take your pick frosty!" Lynn says in such a serious tone that Linc already knew he needed to take the offensive.

"What is your deal?! Why are you treating me like this? I already made up with you… twice… in fact so quit being such a… a…"

Strong Child moves closer to White Top with her temper boiling even more. The bath towel swaying just enough that is may come loose at any moment. "A BITCH?! That's what you were going to say right?! Go on, SAY IT; see what happens to you…" Lynn threatens followed by shoving Lincoln with her left hand.

"I was going to say a drama queen and keep your voice down will you!? Paper thin walls remember?!" Plan Man says in a quieted fury.

"That is such BS; you were sooo not going to say that. I can see right through you little boy!" she says as the onslaught gets worse.

Our guy had reached his limit with jock strap as a wave of annoyance washes over him; the evidence of that clearly plastered across his face "believe what you want Lynn, man I really hate it when you lay into me for no reason".

Placing her free arm on her hip, Ms. Kick-Butt decides to spell it out for him "wrong again numb nuts! You've caused more damage to me than you realize but then again you always lacked focus. Guess I have to educate you and your limp dick again. I'm pissed at you for neglecting me for the last 5 weeks. Now… now do you understand!?" Lynn's tone of voice changes instantly from angry to deeply upset.

Now more confused than before, Lincoln tries to make sense of this new info "what are you talking about? I would never do that and wait… wait a minute. For the last 5 weeks I was busy studying for my finals and so were you. In what way, or rather, how could I neglect you?"

"How about the hundred times I asked you for "help" with my studying? Clearly I was sending hidden messages your way but you never caught on to what I was trying to do. To think I spent 70 bucks of my own money on the "Couple's Carnivore Corn Beef Supreme" special from my favorite sub shop!" the arm moves from her hip and wraps around the jock's torso tight enough that her ample tits almost burst through the towel; the look being given made Linc want to jump into a shark tank in hope that the gesture might alleviate some of the guilt starting to build.

"Awwww god, no wonder you kept asking me if I wanted to go to the library with you. Not to mention the few times you said "only you can make sense of all this math junk". And when I said you should go bug Lisa for help…" he rubs the back of his head "explains why you called me an IDIOT and chucked one of your soccer balls right at my head… when my back was turned" Lincoln stops the rubbing.

Lynn starts rubbing her right side "I should have done more to you, heck I wanted to walk right up and drag you away to a secluded area. Too bad the rest of the gang was around…"

"Yeah, you'd probably get a real thrill from it. Look the truth of it is, I was really busy and what with all my new teachers, three of them super strict, I just wanted to avoid summer school at all costs. Sorry you spent so much on me, that meal for two sounded delicious. I'll pay you back next time we get our allowance" the man states trying to be a true gentleman to his lady.

Being less hostile now that the air has been cleared, Madam Punchy responds after moving both arms to her sides and moving a little closer "no don't do that because now that I think of it, you made the right call to focus on your studies rather than me. I see now that you were training for your final match and had I done the same, my grades wouldn't have been so shit poor. I still passed though, barely" she says while flashing a disgruntled look.

"Well okay, but still I want to do something to make you feel better. You're way more attractive when you're happy so… any thoughts? I'm at your service champ" White Top says in a seductive tone.

The jock's eyes widen a bit after hearing her boyfriend's tempting offer but for once, Lynn is nervous to respond "I… you… uh, um you don't mean fooling around… do you?" she begins rubbing the fingers of both hands together "I'm not saying that is a bad idea but really all I wanted was to spend some alone time with you".

Linc's eyes do a quick scan of his girl from the neck down followed by licking his lips as if preparing for a great feast "we are alone right now and I admit when I got really bored which was often; you kept flashing through my mind. Then thoughts of your body soon followed".

"Can't forget about cow tits Luan and her tight ass" the voice plugs in but as usual, is ignored.

Lady Dropkick takes a look over to the bathroom door worrying about the high chance that anyone can walk in at a moment's notice. On the verge to speak, Lynn is stopped with her mouth slightly opened as she feels something rest in between her warm breasts; gripping the thin cloth carefully. Ms. Athletic looks back to her lover to see his right hand resting on her chest.

Plan Man's eyes get very lustful "don't worry, we'll be alright so… just let me take care of you and your needs" with that reassurance Lincoln pulls the towel off with ease and drops it on the floor. "Take off your hair band and spread your legs a bit, I want to get a taste of you".

With rosy red in both cheeks and her entire body in sudden heat, Lynn just accepts the influence of her raging hormones. She raises both hands to pull the hair tie out which is flung on the towel. The jock then pulls on the long hair causing some of it to drape over each shoulder "is this good?" she says in an unbelievably softer tone as her arms move down.

"Perfect, oh and one last thing…" Lincoln gets on both knees while Lynn unconsciously parts her legs while peering down "could you call me honey more often from now on? I know you were being sarcastic before but I kind of like hearing you say it".

"O-ok, I can do that, whatever you need… honey" Kick-Butt chick's eyes glaze over as she waits to be pleasured.

Plan Man looks up to her while both his thumbs peel open the puffy pink olive shape treat "I missed your soft side Lynn; makes you irresistibly cute" both eyes fall on Lynn's sleek pussy "let's make up for lost time" Linc pushes his tongue into it and starts licking the same way a hound slurps up its chow.

"Finally, time to re-charge! Enjoy yourself partner… I know I will" the entity boasts while White Top's eyes close. It slowly becomes harder to brush off the voice as nothing more than imaginary.

The jock starts feeling really good as her lover's tongue re-explores the squishy cave. The pleasure becomes evident as her face changes into a relaxing state with subtle moans slipping pass Lynn's moist lips. Ms. Athletic's eyes squint while admiring her brother's sex skill "so… mhmm… this is what it feels like when I-I, ohhh right there… suck him off! I got to remember to get Linc to do this more often" she thinks while her head rises in the air; the man's tongue snaking further in.

"Weird, she doesn't taste as sourly like last time. Guess Lynn is bathing more but at this rate, I might lose control. But I want more!" Plan Man thinks to himself as the familiar tightness grows below; the crotch area of the pjs stretching.

The pleasure from being chowed on envelops Ms. Athletic's entire being which compels her to put both hands on the top of Linc's head "ah… ah… god, never knew a guy could lick and suck so great. Feels like… mhmmfa I'm the guy and you're the girl. Don't take that the wrong way I'm just- I mean- FORGET IT you're a fucking god with that tongue! I know you can go in deeper… ermf, aaahhhh!" Instinct leads jock strap to pull Lil' Boss further into her crotch.

Unphased and his nose buried into the pubic hair, Lincoln continues the "tongue lashing" while breathing in all of Lynn's natural scents; his throbbing package now at full attention. White Top can't help but caress both of Mistress Dutch Oven's toned ass cheeks as sweat begins glistening on each of their bodies.

With the couple absorbed in the hot wet thralls of lust, everyone's favorite musician can be seen walking up the stairs wearing a sleeveless purple crop top, black short shorts, lime green flip flops… and carrying a bath towel of her own. It would seem Luna wants to beat the heat as well and what better way then with a nice… cold… shower?

Back to the lovers, who were still feeding their carnal urges, the temperature continues rising along with the erotic moans echoing from Lynn; Lincoln's slurping following close behind. "Ungh… GAW, dang it I might burst from this tonguing alone. Aghh, who am I kidding?! I'M GONNA…" suddenly the sound of the doorknob turning can be heard by the two which causes jock strap to open her eyes along with Lil' Boss doing the same.

Lynn's flustered face looks over to the door and Lincoln detaches his mouth from her cooch with a fair amount of saliva hanging off. A final turn of the knob was made and the door pushes open only half way due to the twins calling out to the rocker "LUNA!" they shout in unison while wrestling with each other. She looks back to them with her right hand still on the knob and towel in the left.

Wearing a "this again" expression on Stage Diver's face, Luna interjects "man, you two little dudes rumblin' this early? What is it now? One of Lana's pets get into your dresses Lola? Or did Lola trash another of your scab collections Lana?" Lady of the Goats pushes the door all the way open followed by turning towards them fully.

Frozen in absolute fear, the couple still remains as they were trying to figure out what to do next. While Princess Bratty and Mud Monster provide a distraction as the two try to explain the reasons for their squabble, all the while speaking over one another, Lynn was able to gain back her senses and looks over to where the bathtub is.

With time against them and no other way to avoid being caught "snacking before breakfast", Strong Child thinks "ONLY OPTION" and looks back down making eye contact with Plan Man. Mouthing the words "FOLLOW ME!", she grabs Linc's left hand in her right before dashing to the tub. They leap through the curtains and crouch down on the cold porcelain surface trying to figure out their next move.

Luna, holding the corners of her eyes with her right index finger and thumb, tries to decipher the heap of screaming coming from the little ones. Being pushed way beyond the limit, Swagger Fan shouts as her digits are removed "ENOUGH! It is waaaay to boiling hot for a scrap of this height! Be cool with each other for once and go play separately or somethin'. I ain't in the mood to be referee and right now that tub is playing a sweet tune to me!"

Flashing the angry eyes at them and looking about ready to get violent, Lola and Lana take her advice, scowl at each other, and scamper off. The rocker takes a breath, returns to a chill state, and does a 180 entering the bathroom.

Not even five steps in Luna can already tell that someone was occupying the room. A quick examination of the towel and thin elastic band gave the Loudest Loud all the answers she needed. Feeling even more annoyed than before, Luna raises and lowers her arms while groaning like an old man. The rocker's attention darts to the closed shower curtains to express how pissed she really is "THIS IS TOTALLY BOGUS LYNN! What gives girl!? You know I called dibs on the shower 20 minutes ago!"

After Lincoln hears that he immediately turns to his left and glares at his girlfriend. Jock Strap glances to him and flashes a guilty smile which prompts White Top to angrily mouth the words "DO SOMETHING!" Lynn starts to panic and begins sweating a little but eventually realizes that she will need to talk her way out of this mess, for both their sakes.

"Dang it I know you're in there so answer me you jerk" Luna barks at her thinking Ms. Athletic is alone.

"Oh… you did? Well I… um… called super dibs and first come, first serve so… yeah" Lynn responds trying to get a handle on things.

"Why am I not surprised you'd make up such a bloody dumb thing like that! Get out of the tub meat head. I've been sweatin' like a hog since this morning and my pits are starting to smell way ripe".

The jock mouths to Plan Man "don't worry I got this" and turns her head straight contemplating how to get her big sister to leave.

The voice makes another appearance and makes a suggestion that is equally erotic and reckless "so she lied to us… Best teach wooly here a lesson before it becomes a regular habit. "More" is needed partner!" it says in such a manner that ends up having more of an impact on the lad then the last utterance.

Linc takes a long, hard blink while gripping the edge of the tub. As soon as his eyes open both pupils fluctuate for a few seconds and then stop. The blank face Lil' Boss had suddenly becomes a mixture of naughtiness/un-restrained lust with a devilish smile to boot.

Lady Dropkick comes up with what next to say but is unaware of what her lover plans to do with her "well tough toenails, I'm already using it here so just-NGH, HAA" sudden moans escape from Lynn's mouth which Luna hears; leaving her puzzled. While wearing a stun look on her face, Sporty soon feels something worming around in her pussy. Lynn looks back over to the man and sees what could only be described as Lincoln's "sex monster" face. With a Joker-like grin, White Top mouths "keep talking" followed by pushing two fingers from his left hand deeper inside, the fingering being done from behind. "G-Give me ten minutes and you c-can have it all to yourself, erh!" Lynn struggles to say and mouths "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!? STOP!"

Luna, still concerned about the strange noises she heard before and noticing the off key patterns in Lynn's speech, responds by rubbing her right temple "you okay dudet? Soundin' like There's A Screw Loose with ya" Stage Diver remarks using an obscure music reference.

Lincoln continues the finger bang while still wearing that wicked grin. Lynn was unable to push him off or even force his fingers out of her quivering pussy since the jock was doing all she could to keep her balance while crouched. Not to mention any sudden movements or large thuds would get them caught… again.

In an unsuccessful attempt to sound like jock strap wasn't being vaginally probed, she quickly tries to convince Luna to get lost "I'm… FINE I think I might have p-pulled something gah… when I was d-doing lunges the other DAY. But uh, just give me… not there, NOT THERE (said in a somewhat hushed tone) a little privacy and you can soak to your musical heart's content!" White Top decides to take things further by inching closer to his girl and grabs her right nipple with Linc's free fingers; still remaining in a crouched position.

The rocker puts both of her arms behind her head trying to mull over what to do next. Meanwhile Lincoln still continues his fun with Lynn's body who does everything in her power from moaning like the whore she was slowly becoming. Still turned in Plan Man's direction, her face as red as a baboon's ass, Strong Child mouths intensely "WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS SO DANGEROUS! You know Luna is… aahhh tug my nipple harder ermf, hah… hah no I mean- DANG IT just stop messing with me! Take… your fingers… out mhmm ah, ah, ah! Why are you doing this!?"

The lad's smile soon disappears and he pushes his mouth just a few meters away from the jock's ear to whisper "Because you lied to me so now you have to be punished…" Linc immediately shoves a third finger into Lynn's widen cooch followed by gently biting her earlobe. Kick-Butt Chick is on the verge of losing herself… and spraying.

Swagger Fan, after much thought, lowers both arms and decides there isn't much point to fussing any more. "Fine, you win but don't take forever and… wait a tick, if you're using the tub then why can't I hear any water running? Unless, dude please don't tell me you're doing another air bath? If so then I'm dragging you out of there myself!" she says while taking a few steps closer; the temptation to pull the curtains open starting to grow.

White Top hears her annoying, if not fully reasonable statement, and decides to aid in the deception. He playfully tugs his girlfriend's earlobe and right nipple before releasing them, does a small quarter turn, and twists the knob on the wall, causing the showerhead to spray. After both of them are lightly drenched, Linc's plaid pjs showing more of a defined outline of his hog, Lil' Boss returns to groping Ms. Athletic's tit but now chooses to tongue fuck the inside of her ear. Lynn's face still wincing while doing her very best to hold back the cries of lust.

Still panting and almost nearing orgasm, jock strap uses the last of her strength to ward off the rocker "there… anything e-else you need!? Maybe, maybe nah you need to hear me lather up the bar of s-soap I have in here too? I'M GOING TO GET YOU FOR THIS… HONEY!" she says in a quiet fury.

Luna stops cold in her tracks and makes a "get bent" face "real funny just don't keep me waiting much longer!" she starts heading for the door "And next time, respect the sacredness of the dib call crusty foot!" Stage Diver slams the door and the couple is finally alone again.

"AAAAHHHH!" Lynn shrieks in ecstasy as Linc's fingers press her g-spot in such a way that the jock's cunt couldn't help but spray like a fire hose. As the fluid drains on the tub floor and Ms. Athletic's body leans on the side, the lad removes his tongue and both hands; his left hand stained all the way to the wrist.

While examining all the nasty juice and Strong Child recovering from the best finger blast of her life, White Top speaks as if nothing he just did was even slightly wrong "looks… like I'm getting better and better as I go. Eww, it also looks like SOMEONE made a big mess that needs cleaning. You should be more careful champ heh heh" Lincoln wipes the remaining cunt jizz on his lover's back as a sign of dominance; the water cascading over them as the man remains at full sail.

With Lady Dropkick's breathing now steadier, but her body still sensitive from top to bottom, she looks up to him with a small pout. Given what just happen any regular girl would be pissed beyond all reason and probably want to straight up break the guy in two but as you all know Lynn is far from regular. After a minute of silence, the jock's eyes shift down for a moment to see her boy's dick still protruding against the wet fabric and then back up noticing the smuggest face of all time.

"So is this the part where you yell at me and kick my ass? Go on, I think I deserve that much at least" Plan Man takes a knee with his right leg in anticipation for her judgment.

Managing to still remain crouched, even after full orgasm, Strong Child turns towards Lil' Boss fully with her left arm resting on the edge. "I'm not saying I… "appreciated" that stunt you just pulled…" she says in a tone that may suggest the act was more to her liking than originally thought.

Lincoln answers back "but you didn't not appreciate it".

"Don't presume to know how I feel. Look… what you did to me with Luna so close was, um"

"Amazing, out of this world, something you'll lose sleep over for the rest of the summer?!" White Top rudely states sounding like a colossal prick.

Jock Strap gets annoyed but is also getting strangely aroused from her brother's bravado "stop interrupting me you bastard I am TRYING to tell you something important so-"

"Are you? Cause' I'm not hearing you say much of anything! Quit acting like a timid little girl and just say what you want to say already!" White Top becomes equally anxious and horny.

With her patience fully gone, Lynn grits her teeth and dives at Linc pushing him down; both hands pressed firmly on his dampen chest "fine… your dick is still hard and I want to ride it" jock strap drags her hands down to Planner's waist and then pulls the soaked pjs south; Lincoln's package pops up in all its glory. Lynn takes the proper position over her boyfriend and just drops her crotch onto junior without a second thought.

Ignoring how easily the insertion was, the lovers gently moan as Ms. Athletic uses Lil' Boss' stomach to balance herself. Lynn notices Linc is about to say something and quickly places her right hand over his mouth causing the lad's eyes to widen briefly "the only words… I want to hear come out of your mouth next are… "I'm going to cream your sperm trapper". Understand?"

Linc already could sense that the mood had shifted to one that required a heap of tenderness and genuine love. So he decides to shake off the macho attitude that took hold of him for the last 40 minutes and be a gentleman. Our guy nods to show some respect to his lover who sees this and removes her hand.

"Good boy… ngh, hah, ush, ush, ah…" Kick-Butt Chick begins pounding Plan Man's rod at a moderate speed due to the ample lubrication. The speed soon picked up which made Lincoln quickly feel the urge to splooge all over. He closes his eyes while lightly groaning.

"Looks like… gah… this is going to be… a very short ride. You know what?" she leans forward like a sex hound "let's make it shorter… Time you faced the new move I've been working on: THE COCK CRUSHER" the humping picks up speed at a tremendous rate.

Not even ten seconds had passed and this ride became short indeed "I'm going… to cream… your sperm trapper!" White Top says as an explosion of white sauce decorates their burning privates.

Each of them takes steady breaths as Lynn lifts herself up carefully. The fluids ooze down her legs and off Linc's thighs with the water gradually dissipating it. The jock stretches her left hand forward to turn off the water. Lynn then lowers the same hand towards her lover "alright let's get you up and out of here before someone else barges in".

The lad takes her hand and pushes to his feet with the soggy pajama pants still fasten to the ankles. They both stare at one another with straight faces as an unusual calm fills the atmosphere. The lovers grip each hand tightly before letting go and Lil' Boss arches down to cover his lover half.

Once that is done, Lady Dropkick's gaze shifts to the lower right as her arms fold together under her perky tits; nipples still fairly erect.

The Loud Man's gaze shifts down to see some of his jizz drain out of Lynn's vagina which fills him with major concern "that makes three if I'm not mistaken". Lincoln looks up to see his sister looking at him with a familiar piercing gaze.

Lynn unfolds her arms and takes two steps forward wrapping them around her brother's neck. Ms Athletic gently connects the center of her forehead with White Top's and states "yeah but who is really counting? I can tell you are worried about me getting pregnant".

"I'll be honest; the thought of that happening scares the living daylights out of me. Does feeling this way make me a horrible person?" he says sounding like his old gentle self again.

"Are you kidding? You're twelve and I'm fourteen, it'd be horrible if you didn't care or worry about knocking me up. But you got nothing to fear, I've been taking birth control ever since Mom told me…" Strong Child stops herself briefly before continuing "on second thought, we'll have that chat another time, another place. Just know what you did definitely was… unexpected but I honestly think our relationship needs a little "dangerous" sex now and again".

Naturally Plan Man was instantly curious about whatever the jock just inferred but given all the activity the two just shared, he figures it best to leave things on a good note. "Well, next time you have my permission to be the one in charge IF you can handle the task" Lincoln says with a playful smirk.

A sly yet fairly just idea slips into Lynn's head as a comforting smile finally makes an appearance "oh I plan to handle more than just the task lover boy…' she speaks in a convincingly seductive tone as jock strap leans in to kiss her boy toy who does the same expecting nothing erroneous. As their lips near, Lynn's true intentions are revealed "but not today!" her hands suddenly grab White Top's shoulders making his eyes widen and flings him out the tub with ease.

"WAH, OOF… OW" our guy stands to his feet rubbing the back of his head.

Kick-Butt Chick pokes her head through the curtain and displays the best "got'cha chump" expression "sorry you've exceeded your intimacy privileges for today. Now shovel off, the last thing I need is Head Bangers & Mash up my ass. Bub-byeee… honey" she says in a cute/taunt manner followed by a right eye wink; Lynn's head slips back in with the shower being restarted.

Loud Man stops the rubbing and just scoffs over how well he just been doofed. Linc collects his toothbrush, makes a ninja like exit from the bathroom, and gets back to his personal "sanctuary". But not before hearing the daintiest music/racket ever courtesy of the twins and another chemical explosion orchestrated by Lisa. Oddly enough Luna wasn't anywhere nearby nor was Leni, Lucy, or Luan.

"If you think that's strange, you ain't seen nothing yet people. You can be sure of that… heh, heh, HEH" the voice says as the White-Haired Wonder twists his neck to the left and right as if trying to shake off a giant tick that's overstayed its "welcome".

As the morning nears noon and the temperature rises evermore, the lad's hunger grows to unbearable levels. Lincoln chooses to dress in an outfit that will make the heat less of a problem. He dries himself with a towel taken from the dresser after putting up the toothbrush. The man uses the chair as a temporary drying rack for which the soggy briefs and pjs are placed.

"That will do for now and with how hot it's gotten they'll be dry in no time" Plan Man's stomach rumbles as the smell of pancakes and eggs fill his nose. "Mhmm, that smells like heaven. I bet dad is the one behind the stove which means I got to get some of whatever is cooking before the rest swipe it. Now what to wear…" Linc slips on a fresh pair of undies and remembers the summer wear Rita bought for him at the thrift store. He takes the shopping bag from under his bed and pulls out a thin orange shirt and brown cargo shorts.

Plan Man throws both on along with his typical white sneakers and hurries through the bedroom door to the stairs. Reaching the bottom, the man hears the tv going and sees Leni and Lucy together on the couch. Hazerella could be seen wearing her usual sea-foam green dress with white sunglasses, red earrings, and no sandals due to her need to avoid getting what she calls "feet heat". Shadow Queen could be seen in a dark dress with thin straps running over her small shoulders, black and white stripe fingerless arm bands running up to her elbows and jet black house slippers.

What was on screen is a marathon of one of Leni's favorite fashion shows "Beauty and More Beauty" and Lincoln could overhear their conversation "you see Lucy? All of those models and how totes adorbs they all look! You could be just like them if you just let me like make some outfits for you. Pretty please!?" she begs with both hands cupped along with puppy dog eyes.

Lucy with her ever stoic personality responds "SIGH" she turns in her big sister's direction "for the hundredth time, I do not need new clothes. Besides, anything you make will be bright, colorful, and symbolize complete blissful elation. Ugh just thinking about it fills me with dread" she expresses while no emotion shows on her covered face.

"Leni and Lucy hanging out… never thought I'd see the day. Anyway I got to eat so to the kitchen with me" White Top presses on as the smell grows stronger. A view of the room is shown to us but instead of Lynn Sr. being seen preparing food it was none other than Luan: the resident jester. She stands at the counter with a frying pan in her left hand using a spatula to move the fried eggs onto a plate of fresh pancakes. The radio can be heard by the Plan Man as he nears the entrance.

"And that was Roger "Dodger" Fieldman with the Sport Report. This just in, terror continues to plague the once peaceful streets of Royal Woods as the notorious "S.M." Killer claims another victim" Jokey places the cooking ware in the sink and walks over to the fridge to take out the carton of orange juice. "Sources say that Police have identified the body to be none other than Gina Fincher. The nine year old had been missing for nearly a week with family and neighbors fearing the worse" Luan fills a tall glass cup with the beverage before placing the carton back in the fridge. The clown positions the drink next to the food and opens a drawer to look for some silverware.

"Fincher's remains were discovered by a local fisherman in the middle of Lake Michigan early Sunday morning after the owner noticed what could only be a human leg protruding from the boat's fishnet as a large haul was being brought in. After a brief and difficult interview with the middle age captain, our reporters learned that the young girl's body was covered in a series of burns. Authorities believe an acidic chemical may have been use as a possible method of torture or removal of any evidence that may have been left by the perpetrator" Luan places a knife, fork and napkin to complete the set up.

Mrs. Slapstick reaches over on the verge of turning off the radio while wearing a very dissatisfied look on her face.

"Despite severe disfigurations to the head and face, the Royal Woods Police Department was still able to confirm the identity due to the one of a kind pendant found around the body's neck. A statement from Police Chief Brandon Hardlocke also confirms that is was in fact the same criminal after the autopsy reveals the letters S.M. carved into both arms and her inner right thigh. The count has been raised to eight as the local communities demand more drastic actions be taken to end the killing spree. This has been Rachel Circe…" a click noise is made as Luan switches off the radio "well that's enough of all that junk. I hope he enjoys and appreciates all I've done for him" Laugh Riot says after leaning back and looking over the meal she carefully prepared.

Lincoln rounds the corner to find the other girl he is "dating" at the counter standing over a spread of food and drink. Before greeting her, Lil' Boss takes some time to scope out the rather sexy clothes supporting Luan's cock-hardening body.

The Pun Wonder chose to wear a somewhat loose fitting green-yellow top with the back exposed in a v-shape. Her lower half is covered with tight plaid yellow yoga pants and tan shoes. This time a support bra, pink in color, was in use and seen by White Top as she briefly turns her back away towards him.

"Great, she is still as attractive as ever and those clothes… Why does Luan need to go so far to get me so… riled up" he thinks while rubbing his crotch for a few seconds before getting closer to the new lover.

Laugh Riot does a half turn in Linc's direction but still doesn't realize he was right there. Feeling more of the heat than before, Luan wipes away the small beads of sweat touching her forehead in an elegant fashion and runs her right hand down her soft neck before gripping the chest area of the top; the DD rack shaping it so well. Jokey pulls the shirt in and out in an attempt to cool herself down "it is so hot today!" she announces with her eyes shut and a soft sigh.

Lincoln, standing right behind and admiring her bubble ass being hugged so snuggly by the pants but not in an obvious sort of way, decides to set up Chuckles for another corny joke "how hot is it?!" said with a small smile.

Luan's eyes open and makes a smile of her own before turning around while still pumping the top at moderate speeds "it's soooo hot that I'm not sweating, I'M MELTING!" they both stare at each other for five seconds and erupt in short laughter before Prank One stops pulling on the top.

"Another corny one for your joke book it seems. Hm, how you been?" White Top says.

"I've been… all smiles and then some. Also you can't beat a classic heat pun. Best respect them or you might get burned!" Jokey says in a worked up manner as she feels like another great joke was said.

Lincoln's smile soon loosens completely as he partially regrets starting the "flop parade". The lad tries to end it before Luan gets fully locked in "So I see you got some food there. All of that wouldn't happen to be for a certain white haired growing boy?" he says playfully but already knowing the answer.

Luan takes a small step forward "I don't know, does that boy think he deserves to eat my eggs and… HOT cakes hahaha! Get it?" Chuckles says with more snickering but in a sense that something may be off with her.

Loud Man feels the wave of more annoyance slowly creep in with the rumbling within his gut growing out of control. Lincoln chooses to continue in playful banter even though his patience was thinning out "heh… heh… good one, again. Uh I or rather he definitely thinks he'd appreciate all the delicious and high quality meals made by…" White Top steps to her left side and attempts to reach for the plate of food "his loving and funny big sister!" Linc's right hand nearly grabs it but just before he's able to, Laugh Riot grabs him by the wrist, twirls Plan Man like a top two times, and forces him backwards.

Regaining balance, Lincoln looks to Luan with confusion as his gaze ascends from her feet to face. It was then for a few seconds that Mrs. Slapstick's menacing, straight face is observed combined with a powerful glare. In a spilt second her smile returns and the glare disappears but no joy could be found in Luan's eyes as she straightens herself.

Just like with Lynn, Lincoln realized something was obviously amiss so he decides to stop fooling around with the Biggest Fool A-ROUND. "What… what are you doing? Why'd you just do that?"

"C'mooooon, can't a gal take her guy for a… SPIN once in a while?" Jokey giggles slightly but this time it is done in a way that is so fake that even Leni could see through it.

The young man's stomach growls even more than before which pushes him to make another attempt at taking what is his, by force if need be. "Alright enough games, I'm starving so could you just hand my food and drink over?! You're acting really…" he starts moving forward sticking out the same hand again but this time it is smacked away by the clown in an all-too-familiar fashion. Linc reels backwards in pain, his hand now a warm pulsation.

Linc clenches it into a fist and tries not to show how much the hit really affected him. Now at a lost of patience and anger boiling even higher, Lil' Boss darts his gaze at her seeing that same frozen smile as Luan's left arm is still raised. "So, not letting me eat are you?! Feel like explaining yourself or is there another lousy pun in my future!?" Lincoln says lowering the fist to his side.

"Naughty, naughty poop pants! I know mom raised you better than that. Just because this delectable, gut pleasing and glorious meal is technically for you…" Prankzilla points to her left with her right "doesn't mean you're allowed to get all HAND-sy with it HA… HA… HA. Get… it?!" The fake smile soon morphs into a pissed off sneer that resembled the one used on Lynn the morning of the water park trip. Both arms fold under Luan's cow tits while her nostrils flare for a moment.

"Fine… since your deranged side has come full circle, I'll ask you again for the LAST time" Linc steps much closer to the clown while still upset but feeling a mixture of concern that in some way her behavior was his fault. "Why are you being a complete nightmare to me?!"

"Guess…"

"You know I'm terrible at that"

"Sucks to be you kid. It's nearly noon so I recommend finding something to eat" she says in a fairly cold manner.

"Great advice, especially since I've found it already. You'll never guess where all of the stuff is; right behind you and your… big ol' fluffy buns" he says being not only dirty but loosely attempting to match Luan's warped sense of humor.

Chuckles flashes a "you seriously went there" face as her fists tighten "WOW… if there was ever a time to tell a shitty joke and be really insensitive then-"

"I learned from the best" Lincoln interrupts with a smug smirk.

"Har har smartass! Just for that I will definitely be putting YOUR meal in the trash. Another epic fail for Lincoln Loud ladies and germs!" she starts turning around fully prepared to do just that.

White Top's smirk quickly fades away as he senses how serious (a word I use very loosely) things have gotten and tries to stop her "BEFORE you waste what I assume was expensive cooking ingredients and high brand oj, let me see if I understand what is happening right now" Lincoln begins analyzing everything thus far while rubbing his face with both hands for a few seconds; exhausted from this twisted back and forth.

"You came down here to the kitchen, took the time to make the eggs and pancakes from scratch, FOR ME, and now you're willing to literally throw all your hard work in the garbage? All because I can't figure out why you're being so pissy right now"

The clown turns back in his direction with her arms down still holding the glare "yes and for the record I made all of this for my loving and sweet boyfriend whom I haven't seen for a little over a month. HE has been very neglectful so I am well within my right to do as I please. There no better payback than a good old fashion game of keep your favorite meal away…"

With a complete look of shock and disturbance glued to Plan Man's face, a strong sense of déjà vu is felt. "I don't believe this! Let me guess, this "neglectfulness" you're talking about happened during the last 5 weeks? When we BOTH were studying for our finals!? God first Lynn and now you-" Lincoln buttons his mouth before the statement is finished but it was too late as Luan's left eyebrow rose.

"Lynn? What does she have to-" Mrs. Slapstick pauses briefly before the connection is made causing the glare to become a smug straight face "Ooooh so you and hairy pits had a little fight recently. I thought she looked moody when I sat down to eat breakfast with the other girls. Let… me… guess, Little Miss Toe Jam felt ignored by you, the both of you bickered for awhile but eventually rekindled your "love" for each other. I bet my floppy shoes you horny brats "played doctor": the rough edition. Am I right?" the tone in her voice made White Top cringe inside since Luan already knew everything.

Lincoln takes a deep inhale/exhale and considers trying to lie but then another stomach growl erupted. The need to eat had won out so he chose not to waste anymore time "you're… half right and don't talk about Lynn like that okay? Everything we've done together and everything we've did…" the lad's eyes shift to the lower left than right followed by back at her. Linc's voice gets strangely softer all of a sudden "look, when it is just us, like this, don't say her name".

Luan's eyes widen and stay that way as a few scoffs are made. The clown gradually moves closer to Lil' Boss to the point the sweet smell of her perfume clung to the inside of his nostrils. Luan bends forward with her mounds of flesh dangling right in Linc's line of sight and places both hands on her knees. Doing this causes Jokey's cleavage to be put on full display as the arms squeeze the tits in just the right way. Luan narrows her vision down on her lover and states in an aggressive tone "did you just give me an order?!"

White Top's eyes were heavily fixed on Prank One's fun bags to the point he couldn't speak.

After 40 seconds of non-blinking eye worship, Luan continues using her body to dominate him "let me remind you of a simple fact Lincoln Loud: I… AM… THE… OLDER… ONE… HERE! Don't tell me who and whom I can't talk about. You do not own me so if I want to call LYNN'S name, I will do so. By the way pervert, my eyes are up here".

Finally the Loud Man managed to snap out of the trance and looks up to see the cold stare down. The choice to fight fire with fire was instantly made so he repeats the command in the same aggressive manner "I'm not playing around with you Luan. Don't push your luck!"

"Lynn…"

"Stop it!"

"Lynn…"

"Dang it why do you always have to be such a capital jerk!?"

"Lynn, Lynn, Lynn…" she moves her face even closer to his and fiercely whispers "Lynn, the smelly, sweaty, SSSSLUT!"

In that moment, the voice makes another comeback as Linc's temper shifts into the red "now I don't need to tell you what needs to be done here. Time for more punishment!"

Prankzilla stands back up "well what a shock, I've said your whore's name multiple times and nothing bad happened to me. Isn't that hilarious?" she quickly scans Plan Man over "lucky for you I'm better and more refined than LYNN is. I suppose you've suffered enough so you have my permission to eat now. Pervy wimps like you need their strength after all". Luan turns around and eyes the plate of food but notices something was missing "silly me, I forgot the syrup…" she bends down to the cabinet underneath to retrieve it with Chuckles bubble booty hiked up in Lincoln's direction. More immoral ideas fill his mind as the same wicked smile from before returns.

"Oh before I forget, Luna asked me to tell you that she wanted to speak with you about something "maj importante". Her words, I swear on my novelty fake vomit. Anyway when you're done you should go see her in the garage" Luan takes hold of the syrup bottle and stands back up while the door closes back. "Time to add the finisHING-" Jokey jumps a little due to a quick burst of pain running through her body suddenly; the source originating… from Luan's ass.

Lil' Boss, once again less of himself like before, pulls his left hand back after smacking his girl's left ass cheek. He stands ready to deliver another blow while Mrs. Slapstick remains frozen like a glacier. Was she still recovering from the spank or had an unknown weakness been discovered? Luan turns her head back to the right flashing a terrified look while her hands tremble. Seeing the "sex demon" face of her brother fills the clown with an unusual sense of subservient ness "Lin…coln?" she says sounding very timid.

"Luan…" Linc says sounding like nothing out of the ordinary has happened "would you kindly add the syrup? My food is getting cold".

Luan takes a few quick blinks "ugh, s-sure, not… a problem" she swallows a massive lump in the back of her throat after turning forward. The cap on the bottle is lifted up followed by flipping it upside down. As Laugh Riot is about to squeeze the gooey liquid out, -SWACK- another ass slap is delivered "AH" Luan moans as something unexpected happens: she gets aroused. -PSH- another strike is landed causing the gal to jump once more along with muscle twitches in both hands squeezing the sticky stuff out. Chuckles cocky tone changes to a whimper followed by a cute/sad plea "Lincoln… please -SWACK- MHMM" her lips become moist while soft panting is heard by White Top; his cock slowly starts to rise. "I, this -PSH- making -SWACK- AAH… feels weird" Luan's cheeks become rosy red.

Plan Man runs his tongue from the right side of his mouth to the left as the ass pummeling continues "Luan, the syrup… hurry up -PSH- I'M HUNGRY!" the tingling is his left hand excites him more but not as much as the burning heat radiating in Luan's backside.

Prankzilla realizes that her little brother was in control and to add insult to possible "injury", she thinks complying with the order will make the spanking end. Luan squeezes out a little more of the topping… -PSH- the hit forces her to stop once more. This continues: squeeze -SWACK- "AH" -PSH- squeeze -SWACK- "MHMM" squeeze -PSH- "GAH, AAH" -SWACK-. Almost all of the strength in Laugh Riot's hands and arms were gone; one last squeeze was needed for the pancakes to be perfectly covered.

"Since you've stopped pouring I would assume that means my food is finally ready?" the lad massages and cracks his left hand awaiting an answer but all he hears is her heavy breathing "Well!?"

"A-Almost…"

Lincoln stops the rubbing and stretches the "booty basher" (my nickname for his left hand) "so annoying and I thought Leni was the slow one… -PSH-"

"I'M -SWACK- not slow, just ti-PSH- TIRED NGH. So -PSH- GAH tired…" Prank One's mind is nearly a blank slate.

"Stop making excuses I -SWACK- WANT -PSH- MY -SWACK- MEAL!" with that final spank -PSH- White Top forced the last of Luan's strength to squeeze the missing amount of syrup out. She quickly flips the cap back on and nearly slams it on the counter. Luan gasps for air and her face lays fully flushed.

The Loud Man also takes steady breaths with his arm lowered. Small beads of sweat form on his forehead along with "the booty basher" still vibrating "Bout time, now I can finally dig in…" he says with both eyes still fixed on her "toasty" buns (Get it?).

Mrs. Slapstick's head was still fuzzy from all the unusual yet satisfying "bongoing". She couldn't even crack a lame joke or retaliate against her lover. Once Luan's heart rate slowed, she lifts herself off the counter and proceeds to place the bottle back from whence it came. Unbeknownst to Chuckles, Lil' Boss wasn't quite done yet because… his boner still needed to squeeze out its "gooey liquid" (ba da bump ).

Placing it into the cabinet while fully bent forward, the door closes back for the last time and Luan grips the edge of the counter with both hands. Jester's eyes are half closed with her spirit fully calmed "wowzers, I can't believe… you know… EEP" on the verge of saying something which may have been important suddenly is cut off by an unfamiliar sensation. It was almost as if someone had just pantsed the clown. Oh wait, Lincoln was the culprit of this dirty deed.

With the plaid yellow yoga pants and light pink thong wrapped around Luan's ankles, the brief stunned face she had becomes a cute whiney one "seriously!? Why'd you just do that? You aren't done?! I thought you said you were gonna dig in?" Chuckles says feeling 20% nervous but also 80% horny.

Linc snickers as he grabs two handfuls of his girl's soft butt; the left cheek redder than a sun burnt peach. "Luan… your pussy… it's dripping wet. Heh, did my spanking cause you to spring a leak?" White Top says while pushing her cheeks together which causes more cunt juice to gush down the Prankster's legs.

"HAH… AH… GAH… yes… I mean N-NO WAY! What sort NGH girl do you take me for? Quit using me. This sick game has gone on long mhmm enough!"

Lincoln's smile soon vanishes "now that is funny. I could have sworn that someone with your character would love sick games. This ASS-sault ends when I cum which will be real soon…" he says spreading the ass wider and gazing deep into Luan's defiled black cherry.

"You thinking what I'm thinking, partner?" the entity whispers in a shady way.

"So if you're done lying…" Plan Man sees the hole has been morphed from the size of a pin to the shape of a quarter. Using his left hand to keep it open, Lincoln shoves the right index and middle finger into the spot.

The surge of pain was so great that the clown's eyes popped open, her knees buckled, and even more fluids managed to drain out of Luan's drenched cooch. Thankfully she was alert enough to quickly cover her steel trap of a mouth with her left hand, partially masking Jokey's whore scream.

Luan spins back half way and through her shocked eyes communicates "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"I don't know why you are looking at me like that; I told you I was going to… DIG IN! Get it?" Linc whispers mockingly before ramming in and out at a fairly quick speed. Luan spins back in response and slams her hand onto the counter edge for added support. Prank One bites down on her bottom lip as slutty moans are made; Luan's head turned downwards in a futile attempt to assert some control over herself.

The finger bang turns rough seconds later with Prankzilla's red hot womanhood being converted into a "salivating waterfall". Loud Man is more than turned on and the power he's looming over this same woman, who not that long ago insulted him, was intoxicating. With the cum wave on the horizon, Linc unzips himself with the "booty basher" and plans to unload in her ass but that wasn't going to happen.

Here's why: "LUCY please let me design just one dress for you! It can even be black with just a few sparkles. Pretty please with dark gummies on top!?"

"Sigh. If I say I'll think about it, will you stop asking?"

"So that's like a maybe definitely? Or a okay never?" the sound of a heavy handed face palm soon followed.

"We'll talk about this later. Let's just get some snacks from the fridge…" Crypt Keeper says sounding deader than a grave.

Panic and fear soon interrupted the erotic encounter as the couple realized their sisters were about to walk into the kitchen. To make matters worse, Linc's sperm was ready to make its "great escape". He rips his fingers out of Luan and grabs her by the arm, spinning Prankster fully around.

Holding on to Laugh Riot's left arm, Lil' Boss mouths this command after whipping his swollen cock out "I'M ABOUT TO CUM! YOU HAVE TO SWALLOW IT!" Luan responds with a "Hell No" head shake.

Lincoln's response is scowling at her, gripping the arm tighter, dragging Jester into a forward bend which forces Luan to grip his sides and places Plan Man's hands on her head. Their eyes meet and he quietly shouts "DON'T ARGUE, JUST DO IT!" he shoves the white rod into her mouth and erupts like a sticky volcano.

"ERRRRMMMM" Joker grunts in a muffled tone as the jizz pours down her throat. Luan takes it all down like a champ and White Top tries with all his might to squeeze out every drop. Narrowly finishing, he pulls out his soften manhood, jams it back into the cargo shorts, re-zips, and props Luan back up into a standing position as she takes a hard swallow of the remaining splooge.

With only seconds left, Linc re-pants Mrs. Slapstick but notices her crotch was a soaking mess so this is the only option: to turn themselves to the left and Lincoln stands in front of Luan. Both try to look normal as Hazerella and Madam Jump Scare step through the archway.

They both spot the couple and Leni speaks "Linky you're finally up and…" she notices the uneaten breakfast "the meal Luan made for you looks like untouched. Weird…"

"I figured you'd scarf it down like a zombie devours brains. What have you two been doing in here? Also I feel like something is off balance" Lucy walks over to the fridge and opens it.

Luan was unable to open her mouth due to it still being sticky which adds to the worry already mounting on her as Leni flashes a curious stare. It was up to Lincoln to squirm out of this proverbial corner "not sure what you mean by "off balance" but the simple reason I haven't eaten is I foolishly agreed to listen to Luan's comedy routine. You know the one for all those clowning gigs she set up this summer? Time must have gotten away from me…" he says sounding very convincing while Pun Wonder fake smiles and nods in agreement.

Gloomy closes the fridge door and walks back to Ditzy carrying a bowl of blood pudding with a fork and a tall glass of banana soy, one of Leni's "creative" milkshakes.

"Oh no wonder! That explains like everything and I bet my new sundress that those noises we heard were just a bunch of wacky puns n' stuff. Right?" Lucy hands the drink over while turned in their direction.

Luan's fake smile flattens and the lad's throat instantly dries out after hearing that statement but his composure stays intact "Your totes right…"

Lucy opens her mouth and is about to speak when the host of the tv show's voice is heard "And we're back!" Leni grabs her little sister by the arm "YAY the commercials are done! Come on there is still half an hour left of Beauty and More Beauty!"

"Yippppie" Shadow Queen says with painful sarcasm while being dragged back to the couch.

Now alone once more, they both exhale in relief. Luan swirls her tongue all around her mouth still feeling the residue lingering. "Ack my mouth is all sticky and it tastes like I just swallowed a gallon of paste. Lincoln I don't know what's gotten into-" she looks in front of her to see that her man was gone and then to the counter to see the food/drink were also gone. The cell phone in Prankster's back pocket vibrates twice and Luan takes it out.

Tapping the screen and entering her code to access the device, the funny gal sees she received a new text… from Lincoln. It reads: "Sorry to leave without saying goodbye but I'M SUPER hungry so yeah… Oh FYI the pancakes were a little burnt on the edges so next time be more alert. Love you Spanky" Luan pouts and grips the phone tightly; her thumb moves up which scrolls down to reveal more to the message. "PS: Better find a change of undies and pants before someone else comes along. PSS: The next time you and I have a fight, don't bring Lynn into it. Unless you want a repeat of what just happened, k?"

The clown looks up, places her phone on the counter and starts hobbling to the basement door "And he calls ME a capital jerk… You better watch your back poop pants!"

Lincoln places the knife and fork in the empty plate followed by swigging down the orange juice. He belches and thinks to himself "Luan might be a pain sometimes but she knows how to cook so can't be mad. I wonder how she reacted to my text. Was she able to figure out that I lied about the pancakes?" Loud Man thought with a sly yet playful smile.

Our guy soon remembers that his musically talented sister Luna gave Luan a message that was passed along to him. Linc takes his phone out of his pocket and sees the time is 2:00 PM "better go see what she wants to talk about. Might end up being fun". L Train stands up from the porch step, tucks the phone back, and grabs all the stuff before going back inside. Nobody appeared to be around as he made it back to the kitchen and places everything in the sink.

Heading through the side door that leads to the backyard, Lincoln casually strolls to the garage. Nearing the side entrance, White Top hears an infectious melody which means the rocker was still in there. Linc opens it and there Luna sat on a stool, eyes closed and strumming string after string.

Plan Man considered calling out to her so she'd stop playing but instead just gets closer and starts tapping his right foot. Stage Diver could be seen wearing her typical sleeveless purple top with the white skull in front, checkered purple/white skirt and sexy light purple combat boots: rockstar edition. After the morning he's had, Linc was filled with joy to be able to just relax with one of his favorite sisters. These two always had a strong connection despite Loud Man having very little musical talent and even less knowledge about any artists, this including her idol Mick Swagger.

Despite these facts, they always had fun with each other and were there to watch the other's back when it counted. Linc admires the solemn look on the rocker's face as she does gentle head banging nearing the end of the jam session. Without warning, his gaze unintentionally focuses on her thin lips but it wasn't in a weird way as some of you might think. But what did hold Lil' Boss' interest for a moment rested just a few meters below her mouth. The young man's eyes found themselves drawn downward to Luna's chest. The subtle swaying of her body made the breasts bob up and down in a tempo matching the tune being played.

Recent… "events" have exposed our guy to so many different experiences and instilled a rainbow of confusing feelings within. The Loud Man has done, said, and seen what few guys his age only dream of or fantasize about. Lincoln had already chosen to lose all sense of morals with two of his sisters but L Train knew that deep down, these feelings needed to be kept in check. The jock and clown had to be his limit, at least for the time being even though the situations were severely unbalanced.

"I think I finally understand what Lucy meant when she said something seemed "unbalanced". Luan knows a lot and Lynn still thinks she is my "one and only"…" Linc's foot stops' tapping as some guilt begins seeping into his heart. A warm breeze grazes both of their bodies as the last few notes were about to be played "what is going to happen to my life?"

Still fixed on Lady of the Goats' knockers, somehow this graphic observation managed to make its way into his head "dang it…" the final string is plucked with a satisfied grin forming on her face. "Her breasts are bigger than Luan's…" Luna's DD 90s were just too grand to be ignored. Realizing the music had stopped, White Top averts his eyes towards the opened garage door attempting to be as regular as possible. The last thing Lincoln wanted was to be caught perving again.

Luna moves the guitar a few meters from off her body and opens her eyes looking down at it "righteous! I finally nailed those 4-3-4 chords that were giving me so much havoc. One step closer to becoming one of the greats". After gazing with pride at the instrument, Stage Diver sets it on her lap and looks up seeing Linc without any trace of surprise "yo bro! Glad you finally found some time for me. You enjoy the sweet licks I just laid down!?"

The lad turns his head to make eye contact with a small smile "you know I did sis! I swear you're getting better every day and sorry for keeping you waiting. I… slept late and ate later" he says playfully.

Luna returns the same cheerful disposition "no worries, you deserve a little R&R after all the studying you put in. Oh and sorry if there's a bit of a smell coming off of me. I tried to grab a shower earlier but Lynn totally wash blocked me. Can you believe her?! I mean just look…" Swagger Fan places the guitar against the table behind her and lifts both arms towards the back of her neck. Some sweat stains could be seen around the armpits along with a somewhat pungent aroma. Luna adjusts her nose to the right and takes a whiff "WHEW! Major rankage, party of one! I bet you're totally grossed out right now huh?"

On the contrary, neither disgust nor repulsion was felt by White Top as his sister's pose made those ripe melons stand out more. Seeing the shirt snuggly fit around them, Lincoln's smile soon fades and once more he is locked into another trance.

Luna continues messing around about her lack of cleanliness completely unaware that the innocent action has stirred Linc's lower wantings. Soon the rocker's voice became drowned out as the staring intensified. Every moment that passed caused the lust to grow near its tipping point. The end result was Plan Man's pupils once again fluctuating with his eyes slightly quivering. Lincoln grits his teeth trying to keep the "monster" within at bay and immediately takes a hard blink. Five seconds pass as the pressure becomes intolerable and Loud Man's eyes snap open to reveal the thin black circles have returned.

In a split second they morphed back to normal and Lincoln pans back up to see Luna laughing probably because of some joke she made which he was unaware of. White Top interrupts Head Banger's rambling "Luan said there was something important you wanted to talk about with me?"

The laughter ends and she remembers the serious favor that depends on Lil Boss' aid. Stage Diver takes a deep breath and puts both arms on her lap "yeah I do, thanks for… eh reminding me" Luna rubs both thighs while the tone of her voice becomes fairly nervous. "So since summer vacay is here I thought what better way to kick it off then going somewhere fun tonight? Like maybe this new teen club that came into business last May?" the rubbing stops.

"Hm, that does sound pretty fun and a great way to let off some steam. I'm guessing you're heading to this place with Leni, Luan, and Lynn?"

"NO!" the rocker almost shrieks while her eyes briefly widen and Lincoln is surprised by the reaction. Luna quickly attempts to re-center herself "I-I mean nah bruh those three would uh cramp my style".

Lil' Boss makes a puzzled face "really? How so? A place like that sounds perfect for each of them. Plenty of people to socialize with, food/drinks, and whatever else teenagers like to do. It almost feels like you don't want any of them to come along".

Lady of the Goats responds with a smooth "Hell Yes" facial expression "and Bingo! You name-o it exactly. The way I see it, I'd be unable to enjoy myself because our second oldest sis would be on my mind. By that I mean I'd be worrying that Leni might say something which could embarrass me. You already know how Luan can be when she gets going with all the puns". Luna's face becomes a bit more dissatisfied "not to mention Lynn's obsessive need to win ANY game! Add that with her short temper… look I just don't want them ruining my good times with the group I'm going with. You understand little bro?" she says expecting full compliance.

Something in Swagger Fan's words didn't sit right with Lincoln. Hearing her actually exclude their sisters from a potentially fun outing goes completely against whom she is as a person. Despite feeling uneasy, the lad could sense how badly his sis needed his understanding so Linc chose not to fuss. Although this made him wonder, if Luna didn't want any of his older sisters to tag along, why then did the rocker call White Top here?

"I guess you do have a point about how wild they can get. So what do you want of me? I doubt I could add to your coolness anymore then either of them" Linc states with reasonable honesty.

Luna stands to her feet and tries to dissuade his notion "dude why are you harshin' on yourself? You know I think you're way rockin' and super fun to be around" she takes a few steps closer to him and places both hands on Lincoln's shoulders "not to mention reeeeally trustworthy which brings me to why I arranged this little meeting" Stage Diver begins flexing all her fingers which gently caresses the young man for a few moments.

The makes our guy feel good, maybe a little too good but his control level stayed green while awaiting Luna's request "I'm asking you to not only tag along but to also keep an eye on our drinks".

"Our… drinks? Why?"

Head Banger looks at Linc like a second head was starting to grow from his neck "oh no reason, just that we live in a dangerous world, there will be countless strangers at the club and I'd hate to end up drinkin' something… unsavory. Am I coming in loud and clear?"

"I'm not following. What do you mean by unsav-" just then Plan Man managed to read between the lines after remembering what he learned about drugs from health class. "Ah you are afraid that you or your friends' drinks might get… what's the word… "spiked"?"

"Exactly! So can I count on your help? Please Lincoln! You're the only one I can count on" Luna says in a voice that is extremely soft and sultry.

Linc couldn't help but swallow a small lump in his throat while the urge to blush quickly comes over Loud Man. Through sheer will, this facial quirk was resisted while he ponders what to do.

Madame Rock On can see how hesitant her would-be little helper is so she tries to add a bit more "frosting" to this tempting offer. "Okay I can see you are still not 100% on all of this so I'll sweeten the deal. Um… if you say yes, I'll be at your beckon call the whole summer! Anything you want, it's yours… within reason of course. That's the best I can do soooo, deal?!"

Seeing how incredibly eager Luna has gotten and being handed a better offer than before, how could Lincoln possibly say no? Taking a sigh of acceptance, if such a thing actually exists, White Top gives his answer "Lincoln "The Watcher" Loud is at your service!" he states followed by a dork-like salute with his right.

Total elation becomes plastered on Mistress Music's face "righteous! I knew you wouldn't leave me hangin'" Luna lets go of Linc's shoulders and stands up feeling like she just won the lottery.

The young guy lowers his arm "what's the plan?"

"The detz are simple: the club is located on the lower east end of town which is a bit of a distance. Since the rents are taking Vanzilla to a film festival, that means you and I will have to take a long bus ride. Don't worry I can cover each of our fares. All you need to worry about is finding some cool threads to wear. Totally simple ya see?" Luna says in her usual confidence.

The man absorbs the info while doing what he can to get hyped "works for me! I can't wait for my first teen club experience. This will be a night to remember!" he shouts while throwing up the GOATS with both hands.

Stage Diver looks over her brother and deeply feels admiration for all the innocence he still has. "Must be great to be young, wild and free like you still are…" she thinks to herself before the sensation of a hidden truth fills the musical gal with worry and fear. Luna does a good job hiding it while Linc lowers the gestures. She lifts her left arm to look at her watch and sees it is nearly 4pm "dang it! It's that late already?! I gotta get changed and I still need to shower! I'm off dude. I'll come get you by 5:15 so we can make the bus". The rocker bolts from the garage to the house and White Top soon follows but with more of a casual walk.

Half an hour passes as the duo prepares themselves: Luna scrambling through her wardrobe trying to find the perfect outfit, in the nude, and Lincoln tries on another combination of clothes/footwear while facing the giant standing mirror, each in their collective bedrooms. After the eleventh attempt and half the floor covered by numerous "fashion failures", L Train finally finds a look that he can pull off. Checking himself out after applying extra strength deodorant and a new brand of cologne labeled "Chauv Delight"; Linc selected a somewhat flashy blue Hawaiian button shirt. For his lower half, black leather jeans with a plain matching belt accompanied by white diamonds running on both sides between the hips and knees. His trademark white tennis sneakers tie the rest of the ensemble together.

"Not too bad, not too bad… teenagers where stuff like this right? Hope Luna's band friends are nice or at least don't make fun of me too much" he takes a breath followed by lacing up his sneakers. "Just be cool like your big sis and everything should be fine" Loud Man says to himself.

"Or everything goes completely pear shaped like it normally does for you. But fret not; I'll be with you the whole way… even if you're IGNORING me!" the voice strongly interjects once again causing Lincoln to close both eyes tightly and knock his head from side to side.

A sudden knocking at the door causes the strange sensation to fade away and quickly Linc regains normalcy but this time, it isn't at 100%.

L Train looks at the door while holding the side of his face with the left. Taking a few side steps from the mirror, he responds feeling the sudden head rush dying down "ah… w-who is it?"

"It's Lynn" she calls through the door "got a sec to talk?"

Lincoln lowers his hand "of course, come on in" Sporty enters wearing her usual jersey and shorts but with red slippers. She closes the door back and takes a few seconds to scope out her boy toy.

"Whoa nelly… you definitely look ready to hit the town and then some".

"Think so? I mean as you can see I've been running through just about everything I own and it was either this or that yellow-green polo and salmon slacks that mom won in that church raffle" Plan Man says while sticking both arms out in a "look at me now" fashion before relaxing them again.

The jock scoffs and giggles for a split second "please, oh please for the love of Mike Tyson don't wear that train wreck of an outfit. But you do look nice" Lynn gets closer, much closer and licks the inside of her cheeks "maybe a little too nice".

White Top once again senses something amiss with Ms. Athletic as the look in her eyes suggest she isn't fully thrilled by the eye-pleasing appearance "ugh Lynn… whatever kind of hard time you plan on giving me, could it happen another day? Or better yet, never?"

"Relax honey, I'm not here to get under your skin, heckle ya or break your balls. I mostly just wanted to say be careful with Lunes tonight and no matter what happens at the club, stay tough bro. I couldn't stand it if any shit went down and I wasn't there to back either of you up" Lynn states with great sincerity and lovingness.

Hearing this puts Linc at ease and has him fairly surprised at how mature Kick-Butt Chick is being "hmm and here I thought we were going to bicker some more. Sorry for assuming you're all fight and nothing else. Thanks for showing how much you care".

"You're welcome" she places both her hands on his chest and moves them up to the collar, pretending to fix it "now that all the mushy stuff is out of the way, I can easily say this: I want you to have fun but not TOO much "fun". Do I make myself clear?" Lady Dropkick tugs on the fabric with little but great force while her face becomes sophistically serious.

Lincoln reacts in a stoic and unphased fashion "And there is the Lynn I know and… humph, love. Let's just say something does happen, hypothetically, then what? You planning on esk, "inspecting" me when I come back?"

"That's exactly what I plan to do…" Lynn ungrips the shirt, places the left hand on her hip and keeps her right up with the index finger out. "I'll be checking that collar for any trace of make up, ESPECIALLY lipstick. The same goes…" jock strap points to Lil' Boss' crotch "for your fly and underwear flap. And if I detect even a trace of perfume anywhere on you… all bets are off!" she lowers the arm.

"So much for not giving me a hard time".

"Who says I am? I'm just letting you know what's what".

Loud Man scoffs in the most sarcastic way possible "just admit you came here to give me the business and push me around, as usual".

Madam Punchy gives him an expression that would make Terrence Tao feel like a dumbass "oh sweet, sweet baby brother… you are still a complete amateur when it comes to women. Maybe one day you'll get to the big leagues" she proclaims which leaves our guy feeling at a loss for words. Taking a half turn away, Lynn makes her last remarks "nice chatting and all. Guess I'll allow you to finish making yourself all perrr-ty" Mistress Dutch Oven places her left on the door knob posed to leave.

Soon enough a fun idea pops into Lynn's head which makes a playful smile form on her face "oh and one last piece of business…" she turns back and quickly moves in close range.

"What now? More rules? You going to tell me I'm not allowed to talk to any girls while I'm out there?" Plan Man mocks.

"Nope, just this" Lynn takes hold of his head and plants a naughty smooch before her lover could even react. Lincoln soon shakes off the surprise and gets into it by placing the "booty basher" on her left titty, gently groping.

They each squint at one another while wrapped in ecstasy as L Train's careful caressing causes the jock to moan and slip her tongue into Linc's mouth. Feeling hot and bothered, our guy attempts to go further by cupping her crotch with his right. The heat from Lynn's pussy could be felt through her shorts and at this point the lad wanted, nay needed more. Lincoln runs the tips of four fingers up the area and tries to slip them inside the bottoms but his girl detected White Top's intentions. Breaking the kiss immediately, jock strap nudges Linc backwards while stepping away; the two are a few inches apart.

Lynn relaxes her body and runs her tongue around the inside of her mouth in order to savor Linc's flavor. The Loud Man lowers both limbs and clamps his mouth close. By now any regular guy would be asking a dozen or more questions about why something hot was just started but then left unfinished. As I said before, this plucky young man wasn't feeling like his regular self and every second that passed meant the irregularity was increasing.

The jock is the one to break the silence "not going to beg me for more? How about asking me why I got your sex drive started only to leave the engine still runnin'?"

"Why bother asking a question I already know the answer too? You're getting back at me for what happened in the bathroom this morning. Correct?" he says sounding eerily mature.

"Yea… though your reaction kind of sucks the fun out of the teasing".

"Happy to disappoint champ" L Train fires back.

"Tsk, whateves. If I had more time, I'd play with you properly… and slowly. Real slowly" Lynn states feeling very tempted to just do something wild and dangerous.

"Then why wait?" Lil' Boss grabs hold of his crotch "pretty sure junior wants to "see" you again" this brazen act causes his girlfriend to get horny very quickly with her mouth nearly salivating.

After fidgeting slightly, Sporty chooses to quickly make an exit before her slutty side takes control. Lynn grabs the knob again and opens the door a quarter of the way "if you pass your inspection later I'm sure we can reach a mutual agreement. So um, d-don't" Lincoln tempts her further by rubbing the spot "disappoint me hun". The full exit is made with the door being slammed shut to show how intensely Ms. Athletic was enticed.

Making her way to the staircase to join the other girls downstairs, Lynn notices Luan standing outside the door to her bedroom juggling a few rubber balls. The clown looks over to meet the jock's gaze and time seems to freeze as they give each other disgusted looks. After a minute long stare down, Lynn presses on down the steps where numerous chatter could be heard.

Luan immediately stops being "ballsy" and starts walking to Lincoln's room. "Guess the happy couple decided to not screw around like rabid dogs… this time at least" she states in her standard apparel while stuffing the items between her big rack.

Back in the room, Plan Man starts picking up the clothes scattered on the floor and chucks them on his bed "I'll deal with those later". He walks to his desk to grab his house keys, wallet, and cell when another knock makes contact with his door. This time however, the person basically forces her way in before Linc is able to give permission to enter. Not uncommon in the Loud House I know but, still not appreciated.

Laugh Riot closes the door back about 75% of the way and he turns to engage the visitor "good evening Luan. Come here to wish me a safe and fun night?" the lad says after tucking the personal items in the front and back pockets.

"No need to since I'm sure SOMEBODY else has done the deed already. But I did come here to do a few other things" Luan takes a few steps closer. "First I wanted to let you know about the side bets me and the others have placed involving this "outing" you and Luna are going on".

Lincoln is once again caught off guard by this new info as he checks to make sure he's got everything "I'd say I'm shock to hear this but who are we kidding? This is definitely something all of you would do. I assume you all need me to play a certain role?"

"More or less. All we need from you is to confirm a lot of questions we have about… well, who and where Luna is going/meeting".

White Top's full attention is gained and he looks at her fully confused. "Are you telling me that she hasn't said anything about our plans to anyone else? Not even you?!"

"Oh she has said this and that but Luna has been particularly secretive. The only information that I know of is that she is going to a "teen club" (Luan makes air quotes with both hands) to meet and hangout with her friends. And that she'll only take you. When I asked why, Luna told me to "lay off and quit being a total noser". You see what I'm getting at right?"

Lil' Boss' newfound instincts tell him to be more concerned "It does seem that our big sister is being vague…"

Prankzilla responds sounding slightly riled up "Vague is putting it lightly since Luna hasn't said the name of the club once, where it's located or who these "friends" of her's are. Heck our sis has gotten super popular lately so I haven't a clue who they might be. To be honest… I think Luna may have a secret boyfriend. A few of the others suspect the same thing while the rest think all of this really is a friendly get together and nothing more. But all the evidence I've gathered is telling me I'm in the right" Luan states with total confidence.

Lincoln taps his right leg while trying to respond to his girl's "investigation" "well in my experience if one of us is hiding something, it usually is for a good reason. Usually…"

Jokey hears this and flashes a disapproving look "BUT LINCOLN…"

"However" he interrupts "I'll try finding out what is going on, just to be on the safe side. You can let the others know. Oh and I'll be expecting a cut of the winnings as well".

Hearing this causes Mrs. Slapstick to scoff and fold her arms "who says you get a cut?!"

"Cuz I'm the only way you guys will find out who is right and who is wrong. It's only fair that I get compensated for my work. But if you still don't want to include me in then that's fine…" L Train makes a cocky face "I'll just keep my mouth shut when we get back".

Luan pouts and tries to tell off her lover but quickly realizes that he had her by the metaphorical balls. Inhaling and exhaling in defeat, she unfolds and gives in "FINE, I'll make sure you get a piece and get the others to agree as well".

"Glad you're so understanding and we could reach an agreement. So… anything else you wanted to discuss?"

Prankster adjusts her right arm behind herself which Linc didn't notice due to their eyes being fixed on one another. "Yeah just one last thing… -CUSH-" without warning Luan smacks our guy across the face with a rubber chicken and adjusts herself back to a standing position. "Do you know why I just struck you?" she says in a familiarly aggressive tone with a facial scowl to match.

With Plan Man's left cheek slightly red, he stretches his jaw side to side and responds unphased "kitchen?"

"Good, so you remember. I assume you also know what you did was completely messed up and humiliating. It goes without saying that you never EVER treat ANY woman like the way you did with me! When a girl says no, she means NO" hearing his girl preach to him about being a gentleman caused Linc's face to wince in severe annoyance. It was as if he just ingested five spoonfuls of fish oil so L Train turns his head back to face Jester. "It's okay, I know you know what you did was wrong and stupid. You're just a kid, in more ways than one, so I forgive you" Luan's facial muscles loosen "just apologize and that will be the end of it".

"No…"

Pun Wonder's anger boils up once more "very… funny boy but seriously, say you're sorry!"

"I only apologize when I've done something that wasn't… necessary".

The clown clutches the novelty toy in her right even tighter as the memory of the weakened and powerless state she was in floods into her mind; immense shame soon follows "LINCOLN!" she groans with deep, hushed fury.

"Luan I'm not apologizing" Lincoln steps forward getting right into her face "so do your worse and be quick about it… Spanky!"

Now at her wit's end and the infamous death stare making a come back, Prankzilla let's go of the item. A few seconds pass as deafening silence lays bare in the air. The Queen of Fools grabs Lil' Boss by the collar with both hands and forces him down on his bed with her right on top; her/his crotch pressed together but with zero sexual energy being felt.

Luan glares down at him while still gripping the collar "I really want to hurt you now. Why are you being so thickheaded?! I bet… LYNN doesn't have to put up with this crap! You treat her better than me don't you?!"

Linc looks up to her and takes a few blinks but remains silent.

"Say something!"

"Are you going to kick my ass or do you plan to finally give me your fresh pink cherry?"

Hearing this travesty of a remark was the final nail in the coffin for Prank One. She drags him upwards with their faces nearly touching and delivers her final words "Neither… but I will say that I hope… I REALLY HOPE you have a terrible time and DIE!" Luan shoves him back down, gets off and storms out of the room shoving the door wide open. She joins the others downstairs as the chatter grows just a little more.

Lincoln pushes himself back up and gets off the bed to look in the mirror. He notices how crooked the collar now is "they really like going for the collar, don't they?" Plan Man says before fixing it back. He flicks the light off and follows the same path. Nearing the bottom of the stairs, Linc notices the rest of the clan spread around the living room squawking at each other; probably trying to figure out who is going to win the "secret" wager.

The lad takes out his phone to check the time as he nears the front door. "5:05pm and Luna still hasn't come down yet. Didn't she say we were going to catch the 5:15?" Lincoln continues swiping through his device checking old texts and any unanswered voicemails until a sudden collective gasp noise is heard followed by silence. He looks up to see the girls staring in the same direction towards the stairs so Loud Man does the same wondering what could be making them so awestruck; each of their mouths gaped open.

Soon enough the answer was seen that left our guy temporarily paralyzed, eyes wide open and mouth ajar. Turns out the what was a whom and the who is known other than Stage Diver or rather… her erotic twin. The reason I say that is due to the outfit Luna chose for tonight's festivities. While standing on the center of the staircase, they all see the rocker wearing a skin tight plum purple crop top covering only her breasts and humeruses while leaving the shoulders, décolletage (the space between a woman's neck and upper chest) and navel exposed.

Magenta fingerless fishnet arm bands running up to the mid section of Luna's forearms are the next pieces of clothing observed. Shifting downward, White Top sees a grey/black checkered mini skirt that's just low enough to keep her white g-string from being seen but not long enough to be considered "proper" attire (at least by their parents' standards). The finishing touches to the ensemble include dark purple high heels with open toes and white skull emblems placed on opposite sides of each foot. Oh and how can I forget the matching black eyeliner, lipstick, and handbag as well as the amethyst stud earrings.

Luna continues to the bottom of the stairs and once there she looks around the room feeling like a zoo animal being studied very carefully. "What's with all the weird looks fam? I checked the weather and they said it's going to be blazin' tonight so I figured… less is more? Besides there is nothing wrong with showin' a little skin!" she announces while gently rubbing the strap of the handbag resting over the right shoulder. Still no one says a word or even blinks.

"A LITTLE SK- at least 80% of her skin can be seen! I'm calling it now something is off, WAY off about all of this!" the entity raves with much gusto.

Swagger Fan's face gets pissed as the stares still linger "WOW thanks for the compliments dudes! You know, this outfit took me a long time to put together and "yeah I asked Courage, won't you come out to play" so you guys could at least say I look smokin' hot or something!" she yells scanning from left to right.

Lincoln's cell vibrates which breaks the paralysis and a time alert shows on the screen. He looks at it and sees 5:08 PM which meant time was really against them now. Plan Man calls over to Luna "uh, ja, bah, Lu-LUNA THE BUS! We have about seven minutes to catch it and the stop is two blocks away. We gotta go!" Linc pulls the door open frantically.

Luna reacts in a typical way "AW MAN I forgot to check my phone! Good looking out bro, LET'S SCRAM!" Head Banger, for whatever reason, was able to do a full sprint out the door, off the porch, and down the street. Once again the lad is left stunned but only a moment before running in pursuit, shutting the door behind.

Soon after, the girls look at one another and surprise, surprise: Lola is the chick to break the silence "well OBVIOUSLY my group is clearly the winner because there is no way that any female would dress like THAT just to hang out with her friends! She's definitely trying to show her boyfriend how… ugh, mature she is. So start payin' mama!" Princess Bratty boasts to her opponents. Some make "we were right" smiles while the rest show "now wait a second" frowns. The end result was more arguing erupting through their home.

Returning to the clubbers, who can be seen darting down the block, Luna was still ahead while Lincoln was desperately trying to catch up. 600 feet and four j-walkings later, the two reach the sign with Luna first "did we miss it?! Please tell me we aren't too late!" she reaches into her bag and pulls out her phone to check the time. "WHEW 5:13, just made it. My heart is beating like a snare drum. Heh, guess luck is on our side Lin… coln?" the rocker looks behind herself to see she was alone.

"COMING! I'm -gish- coming…" Linc had managed to catch, barely, with his sis. Now in earshot, he slouches over, phone still in his right, and clutches both knees while trying to regain his breath; massive drops of sweat streaming down L Train's face.

"Two words partner: GYM… MEMBERSHIP! I cannot believe you were outran by a broad in HIGH HEELS!" it voices in both an angry and embarrassed tone but as usual falls on deaf ears, so to speak.

White Top looks up and stands straight as the exhaustion drains out. "A-are we on time? Did the -ga- bus already come?" he says with breathlessness while noticing that Luna doesn't seem to be tired at all.

"Nah we got two minutes to chill but look at you little dude. You're sweatin' like a pig about to visit a sausage factory!" they look at each other after this interesting comment is made and start laughing.

"Good one" he states feeling a lot better.

"Yeah right I've been hanging around Luan way too much" Luna places her cell back in the handbag and takes out a Mick Swagger theme handkerchief with the left. She steps closer to our guy "good thing I brought this" Lyrical Lady bends forward and starts wiping the perspiration away.

This kind act was both good and bad for Plan Man. It was good because he would eventually no longer look like a hot mess. Unfortunately, Luna's ripe melons were only a few meters from Lincoln's face along with the scent of her perfume wafting through his nose. The sight and smell caused the arousal Linc felt for the rocker earlier to return but he did his best not to show it.

Feeling that enough sweat was removed, Lil' Boss tries to step away from her in order for his body to calm down but instead Luna's right hand grabs Lincoln's left shoulder which holds him in place. She stops the wiping and makes eye contact "dude where you running off to? I'm not done cleanin' ya up. Stand still…" Lady of the Goats goes back to it but seems to be taking her time since she was still rubbing the lad's right cheek.

Subtle groans sound from Linc as the soft material begins feeling really good on his skin. Luna's jugs began swaying side to side in an almost hypnotic fashion which Lincoln noticed fully. His gaze then shifts to her mouth and thinks without restraint "I… wonder if her kiss is different than the others? Is the lipstick she's wearing flavored?"

Soon Luna moves the cloth up and across the young man's forehead then down to his neck. Gently rubbing up and down, Loud Man notices that his sister's hand on his shoulder was caressing the area. Whether Swagger Fan was doing it on purpose or not is unknown but all this stimulation followed by the sweltering temperature was making Lincoln's "organic sword" want to be unsheathed from the jeans.

It was obvious this simple act of kindness had become way out hand so to avoid getting a massive boner that Luna would probably see, he speaks up in a soft tone "hey I think I've stopped sweating so you don't need to-"

"SSSSHHH" the rocker cuts him off "I need you to look your best tonight so just let me concentrate. Besides, I sort of like taking care of you in this way just like when we were little…" Luna finally finishes the left portions and switches the handkerchief to the right after moving it off its previous location and mirrors the actions that were just performed. Linc groans again and rubs all five fingers of the "booty basher" together; his heart thumping.

"Come on! Quit it already Luna… I'm starting to feel weird. Don't get hard Lincoln, FOR THE LOVE OF ACE SAVVY let this end!" he yells internally right before the cloth is lightly pressed on his bottom lip.

Using her index finger, Stage Diver runs from right to left and back very carefully. White Top's iron wall of control was about to crumble like a cookie while his gaze turns lustful; shifting between her tits and mouth. Suddenly the shoulder "massage" ceases and so does the facial "cleaning" but both of Luna's hands remain in place; her finger resting on the lad's left mouth corner. This causes him to look up to make eye contact again but what he sees sends a shiver up Linc's spine. Luna Loud had the exact same horny stare "when… when did my little bro get so… handsome?" she thought as the staring lasted a few more seconds before a simultaneous swallowing in each of their throats causes them to revert back to normal, well normal-esque.

They each blink and Head Banger separates completely from L Train and stands back up. She tucks the fairly dampen handkerchief back in the handbag and takes a baby step backwards "DONE" she announces nervously before doing a 90 degree turn to the right in which Luna faces the street.

"THANKS" Lincoln responds with equal awkwardness and does the same turn but to his left. Immense quiet is all that remains as a few street lights begin to turn on and a few vehicles pass by from different directions. Another minute passes as neither of them speak or even look at each other. Cell phone still in hand, our guy decides to check it once more and sees it's now 5:23 "looks like the bus is running late or maybe it came early? That look Luna gave me… I must have been imagining that right? There's no way she'd-" the device is tucked back in his pocket followed by Lincoln's gaze shifting towards Lyrical Lady. Given what has transpired, any person would say that Lincoln was well within his right to scope out Luna's erotic casual wear.

So that is what he did, purposely this time, but soon the conversation White Top had with Jester is remembered. Feeling more uneasy than aroused, he tries to ask some much needed questions about many things that weren't adding up. Linc opens his mouth to speak but just then is cut off by the sound of the expected bus' engine roaring nearby.

Luna glances to the left and sees it approaching which reminds her she still hadn't given the man his bus fare. Stage Diver quickly reaches into the bag and pulls out a bus pass handing it in his direction "here this'll pay for the ride there and back. Don't lose it! These bad boys weren't cheap".

Plan Man takes it and she takes out her own as the bus rolls in front of them. The doors slide open and the driver looks and sees the sixteen year old in all her splendor. The middle age man makes a decent "HOLY SHIT" wide eye stare as Luna steps up, swipes her card, and moves on. He of course can't help but look over his shoulder and notice the teen's heart shape ass swaying. Lincoln steps up only a few ways behind and swipes the pass before following his sis. Not even three steps were taken before the driver calls to White Top "hey kid…" he looks back "no funny business, aite?" This is said in such a way as to suggest that the grown man suspected L Train and the rocker to be engaging in some sort of seedy or illicit activity.

"Wouldn't uh… dream of it" Lincoln responds completely puzzled by the statement, looks ahead to see that Luna had already taken her seat in one of the front three-person chairs and joins her sitting on the left end. There were only a few others seated throughout the vehicle: an old woman with a few shopping bags, two valley girl looking females, an emo youth wearing headphones and four street wise guys harboring the back. As the doors close and the bus moves on, it would seem each of them were eyeing the two (Lady of the Goats being the center of it) and the two groups begin displaying their "thoughts" towards Luna's provocative apparel. The valley girls gossip amongst themselves and the street punks whistle/howl obnoxiously.

Remnants of White Top's ignorance still remained which left him wondering why they were acting so strange. Sadly Madam Music knew exactly why but did her best to ignore the unwanted attention and kept from showing Linc they were bothering her. This goes on for another minute and a half until finally losing some interest; settling down.

A few turns, stops at traffic lights and lane changes are made while various suburban buildings come in and out of Lincoln's view. The duo tuck away their passes and the lad decides now would be as good a time as any to get some much needed info. He looks over to Head Banger to begin the sleuthing "so I've been meaning to ask about this club we're going to. I just realized I don't even know the name of it" Linc says with a slight chuckle.

Luna, feeling a sense of guilt, looks to her plus one and takes a solemn breath "the place is called… The Red Serpent".

"Wow that sounds really cool! Kinda reminds me of this casino/criminal hangout in my latest Ace Savvy comic where the Red King does a supervillain team up with Card Shark" he states feeling happily nerdy. "Sorry I kind of got a little lost there but out of curiosity, how many of your friends will we be meeting us there? Hope they think I'm as rockin' as you". The bus makes a stop after the signal cord is pulled and the old woman makes her way to the back doors with all the bags and exits. The doors pull shut and the ride continues.

More guilt becomes planted as Lyrical Lady starts slowly rubbing her thighs "they… I-I mean there should be… that is to say…" her eyes and lips begin quivering the more she looks at her brother's seemingly innocent face. The weight of secrets becomes too much to contain any longer. Taking another inhale/exhale and calming herself, Luna decides to alleviate the "pressure pushing down on her" "I can't keep doing this. Lincoln the truth is we aren't meeting my friends. Instead we'll be hookin' up with one… person".

Another stop is made and this time the emo kid is the one departing; bus moves on as the suburban complexes begin to no longer be in sight. It would seem much larger buildings are now coming in view "one person you say? Well, well it looks like their, I MEAN, my suspicions were right!" he corrects himself while trying to keep the wager concealed. "Sooo who's the lucky guy? What's he like? I hope he's been good to you" excitement evident in Linc's voice.

Stage Diver stops rubbing herself and moves a seat closer while showing a ticked off mopey face "why do you assume the person is a dude?"

The excitement immediately shifts into confusion "come again?"

"You heard me… why do you think my date is male?" small traces of anger could be detected in her voice as a spiral turn causes both of them to lean back in the chair.

The look of utter shock that was cemented on Lincoln's face after hearing the question could only be described in a few choice words. It was as if he just witnessed a twenty vehicle pile up in slow-mo, followed by a meteor strike. "Lu-Luna… are you saying…" a hard swallow is taken but this particular one made our guy choke up a little "you're going on a date with… another girl?!"

Clear discomfort gripped the teen's face "a woman to be exact and judging from the homophobic expression glued to your immature mug, it's obvious you think less of me…" both of her hands becomes fists "can't say I'm not disappointed in you, brother!"

Thankfully, hearing this blatant insult snaps him out of the shock and due to the fact White Top's been reading something other than comics in his spare time, he knew what the "H" word meant. "I could never think less of you and… how dare you call me that!?" Linc ends up shouting louder than he thought which causes the gossipers to start whispering again and the driver to look back to them for a split second.

"O.M.G Becky I am telling you girl that is Luna Loud over there!" she whispers to the other.

"And I am tellin' YOU nuh-uh! I've seen her multiple times and there's no way she'd dress like a 50 cent slut!" she retorts back.

"I'm gonna call out to her…"

"I swear by my new bra and panties I will unfriend you so hard if you do that!"

"Well what if I'm right?! This will be one of the juiciest gossips we've ever gotten!" both still frantically whispering.

"And if you are wrong we'll look like a bunch of bitches! Besides out stop is coming up Pauline" Becky grabs the cord and pulls down. The bus stops, doors swing open, and the two head for the exit still chatting in intense silence. The only ones remaining are our night clubbers and the four dickweeds in the back as the bus pushes further ahead… into an urban city.

Both Luna and Lincoln glare at each other as friction grows "just callin' it as I see it! I bet you think I'm messed up in the head or some sort of queer freak. Don't you?!" a scowl makes an appearance "the look on your face just now said it all!"

"Oh you mean the look of being surprised? Because that is what I am right now. I mean I really wasn't expecting to hear that your mystery man is actually female! And what's with calling me a homophobe? Do I need to remind you my best friend's parents are gay?!"

"So you know what that term means. Now that is a real surprise!" her tone becomes snarky.

"For the record, I'm not the same naïve, wet behind the ears pushover from last year. I've… grown a lot you know".

"Maybe, but you still got a lot to learn. Starting with being fully supportive of your big sister's decisions especially after agreeing to do her a solid!"

"Okay let's analyze this for a second" Lil' Boss temper lowers "what EXACTLY were you expecting my reaction to be huh? Let me guess… you probably thought I'd be all plucky and say: GEE WILLIKERS sister! It sure is swell to hear that you're goin' on a date-date with a member of the same gender. I just know you'll live happily ever after!" perfect sarcasm oozing from every word. "Am I in the ball park?"

"Humf, I'll admit, that was fairly harsh. The old Linc was never this much of a smartass but I do remember feeling like I could share just about anything with that great kid…" her anger beginning to simmer down along with her fists loosening "but you failed my test and that's all that matters now".

Taking a sad inhale/exhale "Lunes this isn't something I can just… blissfully accept out of the blue. Finding out your sister is homosexual-"

"Bisexual…"

"What?"

"The correct word is bisexual or to be more accurate bi-curious. I am still trying to make sense of what's going on in my mind and heart" the rocker tilts her head up and blinks hard then moves it back down, opening both eyes.

Another signal to stop is heard, the bus slows down near an intersection to a liquor and gun store, and the jerks in the back head out one by one. Unfortunately, the last guy chose to leave Luna with some deplorable remarks "yo honey pie! What time you get done hookin'?! Me and my boys got some extra cash between us if you're still able to partay! What'cha say?"

Already knowing full well what the asshole meant, Stage Diver looks over to him with the infamous Loud death stare which placed Linc on full alert.

"I SAY PISS OFF AND DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT YA WANKER!"

He scoffs "da fuck you call me ho?! Yo little boy trick best let your booty call know to give respec' where it's due!" the punk screeches.

"Don't talk to him like that! Just fuckin' leave already!" Lincoln could see that Luna was about to do something foolhardy.

"Why don't you come back here and make me Caulkie Cunt!" with that Swagger Fan hits her limit, removes her bag from her right shoulder and gets up abruptly but then L Train intervenes by grabbing both her hands tightly.

"LUNA sit down!" Madam Music's stare is still focused on the antagonizer "look at me… Luna" he jerks both arms "LOOK… AT… ME!" she does so as her restraint slowly returns. "Don't do something you'll regret. You want to look your best for your… date right? RIGHT!?"

"Yea…" Luna responds in a shallow voice.

"Then sit down and let it go. PLEASE!" Loud Man's hands tremble as he fears she won't listen to him. She takes a wicked breath and looks back over to the shit talker… before sitting back down.

"That's what I thought. Ya customer just saved ya life. Betta let him ride your Hershey Highway!" he does a less-than-cool sideways jump off the bus. The doors snap shut and off they go.

Their destination was less than a mile away "you made the right choice. Who knows if that dumbass had a weapon or something. Whatever the case, he didn't deserve any of your attention" Lincoln continues the consoling.

Luna sees her hands are still being held which made her feel strangely safe and secure. This feeling was short lived as she was still upset over what just happened and to a lesser extent… with Linc. The rocker looks up to him and rips her hands free; placing them around her torso. "I still want to punch his teeth down his throat and wipe that grin off your face! Don't think for a second that we're all good because I'm still mad at you…" a somewhat fussy sneer is made at L Train leading him to give a "seriously" type of expression. "Finally, don't swear NO MATTER what! It's wrong and I don't want you developing any bad habits".

"Uh didn't you swear less than a minute ago? Tsk, if you can do it whenever you want then why can't I?"

"Cause' I'm way older than you and have earned the right. You are still a kid who hasn't been through anything even remotely as difficult as I have. Until you've successfully gone through puberty and dealt with turmoil similar to my own, I don't want to hear any cussing coming from you. Understand?"

"Sounds like a complete double standard" Plan Man fires back.

"UNDERSTAND!?" Luna blasts at Lincoln in a Lori style of command.

Realizing how serious Stage Diver is, White Top chooses to give false compliance but not without furthering the probing. "I understand but I still have a few questions. Also I have one and only one question that I hope you will answer for me. May I ask them?" he says sounding like his former "good little boy" self.

Both arms relax and less scorn is shown by her "now there's the baby bro I'm use to. You may".

"The Red Serpent… what type of club is it exactly? Your outfit has me thinking it isn't what you said it was".

"I was expecting that sooner or later. The place is the type of club that is for a much older crowd. I'm talkin' at least 20 year olds and up. We should be fine as long as we don't let ourselves be pushed around. Sorry to say this but there is a strong chance that they'll be gunnin' for you especially. Just be cool and keep your head up".

At this point Lincoln wanted to be surprised by the fact that Luna revealed another previous lie. His trust in her was slowly waning "I'll do my best… next question: what's your date's name?" he asks trying to brace internally for the response.

Lady of the Goats eyes the lad with another disappointing look "I'll tell you, once you ask the question properly. Don't play stupid either since I have a feeling you know what I mean".

Lil' Boss did but was still in recovery over it "I'm not really comfortable yet with asking it that way. You can understand why can't you?"

Luna responds with a low brow chuckle that quickly turns back serious "no I can't say I do. That's cool though because I'm suddenly not comfortable answering. Pretty strange RIGHT?! Oh well, next question".

"Come on! Cut me some slack will you?! Don't be like that…" Linc groans.

"NEXT… OUESTION!"

He looks away feeling just how unfair she is being with him, squishes his eyes shut and grits his teeth. Lincoln has now learned an important life lesson: many times in life one must do what is most unpleasant in order to discover some hidden truths. "FINE" said in a grunt while opening his eyes and notices the duo is in the city. "At least that answers another of my questions" L Train thinks before facing Stage Diver again. "Her… what is her name?"

"Very good baby Linc. Not so difficult now was it?" the tone in her voice was condescending enough that Plan Man immediately wished he said no earlier. "My lovely lady's name is Persephone Summers. Doesn't the name just grab you?!" gitty glee ringing from the painted lips.

"Yeah but where?!" the entity chortles.

"It is very… unique. Now this next question is really important" a deep breath is taken "Do you really like Persephone?"

Luna pauses for a moment and ponders deeply as their destination is only a few turns away. After much "soul searching", she responds "I think I might love her but I want to know for sure. That is why tonight has to be perfect and I need you to help me make it that way. Don't you dare ruin this in any way. I'm completely depending on you".

Our guy could feel the gravity of the situation and see just how much his sister needed to explore these newfound desires. He still was iffy on whether or not this hidden excursion was the right course of action to explore these feelings. Regardless, Lincoln was already in too deep and the option to back out was/is non-existent. "I got your back and hope you find what you're looking for" Linc says with as much compassion as humanly possible.

"I'll hold you to that. What else do you want to know?"

"Last question: why did you lie to everyone?"

The rocker places her left arm on top of the seat ledge and rests her head in her hand "pretty sure that one was answered already but what the heck, I'll elaborate" she parts her legs and runs her right index finger up and down the right thigh. Lincoln remains focused on keeping eye contact and trying not to show how much this gesture was enticing him. "Fact is I didn't want to see the same devastated and disapproved look on their faces that I saw on yours 10 minutes ago. I doubt I could handle seeing it coming from eleven individuals I know minus Lily of course".

"It really isn't fair to assume that all of us would react badly to your curiosity. I'm sure at least Mom and Dad would accept your-"

"LINCOLN" Luna interrupts sounding pissed again "get real! We aren't living in some wacky, hyped up and predictable kids tv show. This is the real world and there is a shit ton of junk that certain people accept, can't accept or just flat out refuse to acknowledge. Your immature optimism is cute but needs some major fine tuning!"

"But…"

"But NADA!" Swagger Fan stops the movement with her right and grabs the handbag "listen, I already know how each one of them will react and do not need a mountain of questions tumblin' down on me. I know I made the right call in not tellin' them anything" she adjusts her left arm and places the hand on top of Linc's head; Luna voice gets more intense. "I need you to be okay with that and don't rat me out! If you can't handle that then give me your cell phone because I can't have you sending any texts or calls. So I'll ask again…" she lightly grips his scalp "you gonna be cool tonight?"

The young man already knew there was an air of distrust looming over him, probably due to the negative reaction made towards her big reveal, which further dampened his mood. Regardless, Lincoln knew what needed to be done "I'll be cool and keep your secret. I promise…"

Madam Music stares at him wanting to believe every word but part of her remained evermore skeptical. "Good to hear" she looks behind herself "moment of truth, We've Arrived!" the hand is moved up and tugs the cord. The driver commences slowing down as Luna stands up and waits near the front doors. Linc stands as well trying to re-psych himself for what is to come. "I got a question for you now. Since nobody at the house complimented my appearance, maybe you can make up for it. How do I look?" a somewhat lazy model-esque pose is made.

L Train responds bluntly "I can honestly say you don't look like yourself. Like you're trying waaaaay too hard to impress Persephone. But if you like the way you look then… so do I".

The response to the harsh critique was a "Fuck You" glare followed by this: "forget I asked" the full stop is made as the garbled sound of music could now be heard from the other end of the street "just follow my lead and watch what you say to my girlfriend!" Luna turns around and storms off the bus then across the road.

Once again our guy follows but now is feeling like he's being used. Right after fully stepping off, the driver makes another remark or rather… parting words. "Good luck tonight boy…" Linc looks over his left shoulder making eye contact "you're going to need it!" the man bursts into a hurtful laughter before slamming the doors shut and speeding off. Before being able to even start deciphering what the jack wipe was talking about, muffled chatter was being mixed with the booming music.

Turning around fully, the answer was made clear as Lincoln's gaze widened to the size of truck tires. There laid the night club, a fair sized building layered end to end with bricks and seemed to be at least two floors wide. There are large glass windows placed across the upper level which display flashing colored lights and dancing silhouettes. Scanning each of the windows while walking over to Luna, who was looking along the long line of people waiting to get inside. The guys wore variations of skinny jeans, muscle shirts, basketball sneakers and enough fake golden accessories to make one think that possible shoplifting may have been done by some of them. The women had on tight short dresses, stiletto heels/flats, varying sized earrings, every form of sexy clothing ever sewn under the sun and untold quantities of makeup.

Having already known this but still feeling a tad bit overwhelmed, the young man could see there were both teenagers and young adults in the line chatting loudly with one another. Nearing his sister and the stereotypical red velvet rope that many night clubs use, a bright amber red neon sign comes into view reading: THE RED SERPENT in cursive with a snake motif running under and around it. Now at the far back of the line but not actually standing in line, Plan Man can still see the rocker looking in every direction frantically… and that some of the older clubbers have already started lusting after her.

"Something the matter Luna?" Lincoln attempts to speak over all the noise.

"No duh something is wrong! I can't find her anywhere! My girl said she'd be here way before me. Man, what if she cancelled?!" Plan Man was once again baffled to be seeing Luna having a panic attack over the possibility that her date might not show up. She wasn't the type to get so jumpy so easily. Lincoln wanted to comfort her in some way, shape, or form but he wasn't able to think straight. The atmosphere was bombarding White Top's senses to new heights of uncomfortableness.

Just then, as if emerging from darkness itself, a figure casually walks towards the duo with neither noticing the approach. As this mysterious… lady gets behind them, the blood red peaked Cupid's bow lips turn from emotionless to a wicked smile. "My oh my! Is that who I think it is?"

The two react to the sound of the southern belle voice in completely different ways. Turning around in unison, the rocker's face lighting up like a Christmas tree and Loud Man's in a state of wonderment, the woman is fully revealed. Freckled face, from top to bottom, clear grey eyes w/almost doll-like pupils, cute button nose and long dirt blonde hair with a few strands tied together by a purple band overlapping her left shoulder. Her outfit, being scanned over by Lincoln in a non-sexual way, consisted of a transparent white shirt where the black one strap bra could be clearly seen, a long sleeve yet short length tan party jacket, close fit mud brown jeans and silver thick heeled shoes. Introducing… Persephone Summers.

Luna quickly darts around the lad "Persie!" she shouts and gives her an affectionate hug. Persephone hugs back and lightly rubs the teen's back "Sweet Licks" she says sounding casually seductive. They adjust their heads back from one another while still in embrace and give each other loving glances; their bodies nearly intertwined.

"How adorable! They have pet names for each other. Bet they've sent nude selfies and videos between themselves. You must be so proud of your big sis and future sister-in-law EVEN though she looks old enough to be a member in a big sister program" it mocks cruelly which actually causes a subtle reaction by Lincoln; as if he was just bitch smacked across the face.

Stage Diver closes her eyes for a brief moment feeling like everything was right in the world. In that moment, the 20 something year old's gaze snaps over to L Train. The look was eerie to say the least and caused his inner instincts to rev up "now who might this be?" the "couple" separates after Luna's eyes open.

"Oh yeah! I almost forgot you were standing right there. Persie, this is my baby brother Lincoln who'll be protecting our… "stuff" tonight. I've already gave him all the detz on you and he's totally cool with everything" she states in an overzealous manner.

Summers glances back to Sweet Licks "hope you haven't told him everything sugar plum" the two start giggling slightly before she steps closer to the preteen and sticks her right hand out "pleasure to meet you darlin'. Looks like you have the honor of keepin' us safe tonight. Somethin' tells little ol' me that you'll be marvelous, simply marvelous" she says with a very convincing charm.

Lil' Boss grabs hold and shakes while still feeling on edge for whatever reason. "I-I… uh… will do my very best to make the evening go by smoothly. You can count on me ma'am!" he winces and quickly shakes his head feeling like a spaz before trying to sound more mature "I MEAN PERSEPHONE!" which is shouted nervously.

The other party goers snicker at him then return to their own chats and Luna sighs feeling fully embarrassed. "Sooo cute" the handshake ends "well what's say this threesome heads on inside and have a little fun?"

"I'm more than down for that" Lyrical Lady states feeling pumped up.

"Me too. Kinda stinks we have to wait in this long line though".

"Oh honey dumplings neva' you two worry about these loathsome roughnecks. I think it is time y'all witness my "special powers" at work. Folla' me" Persephone heads to the front of line and the Louds follow behind wondering what on earth she meant.

Once there, a large and rugged man wearing sunglasses is seen talking to his posse and boasts about how much chicks he's banged in the past week. The trio stops behind him and the woman places her left hand on her hip in an "I own this place" sort of fashion "thank ya kindly for savin' my place in line. You and your chums may move back now ya hear?" The life and color in both their faces were immediately drained after hearing this bold, if not incredibly insane, command. The man was at least three times her size and looked violent.

"Lu… na!" Linc says sounding frightened as hell.

"QUIET and be cool!" Luna responds fearfully as well.

The guy scoffs after hearing this demand and speaks to his group "bros, is this bitch serious?! Tell me she ain't serious?" they all nod and look ready to back him up. "Aite! Guess I'll set the skank straight… your spot?!" he does a quick turn around "that's bullssssshhh-" for whatever reason an abrupt pause was immediately taken by the man. Staring at Summers as if he was in the presence of the Grim Reaper… or a very pissed off Tony Jaa (look him up you won't be disappointed), his body starts trembling for about 10-20 seconds.

The fear felt by Luna and Linc turned into shock as they looked at one another and then forward. The arrogance that his group had turned into confusion and the brawler stops shaking, turning back to them "yo… do as Miss Persephone sez". The men look at one another not believing that their strongest crew member just fully submitted to her "what?" they say in unison.

"DON'T FUCKIN' WHAT ME! MOVE BACK befo' I coldcock the lot of you!" the group jumps and scrambles back with the leader following.

Persephone grabs the rope and looks back to the duo "what I tell ya? My power of… instilling respect in the disrespectful knows no bounds" she pulls the rope up and steps under it. Lady of the Goats and White Top still stood in place in awe of this mysterious female "Well? Come on! We's burnin' moonlight!"

The siren call makes Luna snap out of it "c-coming!" she grabs Lincoln by his right shoulder which pulls him back to reality. The rocker drags her plus one under it and the trio proceeds on to the entrance. Just then the bouncer steps from inside and "blocks" their path while balancing a switchblade in the palm of his right hand.

"It goes without saying that wasn't respect we just saw. That partner… was cold-blooded fear. Be on your guard with this woman" the voice warns with great concern which Lincoln unknowingly agrees with.

"Razor, honey pie! How's my ol' stomping ground been since last time?"

"Eh not much in terms of new wonders. Same regulars but ALWAYS plenty of action" the weaselly man eyes the Louds. He flips the blade up and takes hold of it, pointing it towards them "now who might these rugrats be? You started taking up babysittin' Summers? Heh HA!" his gaze moves all over Luna. "Although, that one seems a little more up to Red Serpent standards, barely. Hmmm just ripe for the pickin' and… fertilizing" Razor's darkish tongue soon licks over his seemingly discolored teeth.

Swagger Fan gets creeped out and nervous while Lil' Boss was more than ready to defend her before Persephone intervenes "oh Raz… you silly billy. As charmin' as eva…" a controlled devil-like glare is delivered to him for a split second "these two are guests of mine and we are more than ready to partake in tonight's endeavors. After all, "what toils and coils shall never be foil; only reborn in the crimson oil".

The bouncer's mood does a 180 and sheaths the blade "of course they're with you… right, head on in. Your table is all set up. Hope you enjoy your snake bite!" he steps out of the way.

Summers smiles once more and grabs Luna by the left heading through the double doors before she could even respond. Lincoln, left speechless once again, soon rushes off and the trio gazes upon a large open dance floor full of people. Two medium sized bars lay on opposite sides of the area along with tables and booths scattered about. Red and pink strobe lights flash all around while the techno music plays to almost deafening heights.

"WHOA!" they each say looking like sugar addicts visiting the world's largest candy store for the first time.

Summers tightens the grip "time you see more of my power…" she leads her date left pass a few other groups and couples. Luna was oddly compliant and went with her in an almost mesmerized way. As the couple are now on the move, Linc is left behind still absorbing the viewing of his first adult club experience.

"Awesome! I can't believe how big and crazy cool this place is! What do you think Luna?!" he looks to see that he was standing alone and begins to worry "Luna?! LUNA!" Plan Man's still maturing voice being drowned out by the jams.

"Focus Lincoln! Drown out this shitty ass garbage music! They are closer then you think…" the lad takes a breath to clam himself and closes his eyes. Everything around Linc grows silent and they open revealing the ocular transformation had occurred but this time little effort was used. "Yyyyyes! Use the "spirit sight" to scan the area. Do not fear to see beyond the normal plane before you!" Looking about, this new way of seeing allows L Train to nearly observe everything at once.

Aside from some guests grinding very closely, groups of men/women taking inept selfies and what could only be described as an "under-the-table rub down" between various individuals, Lady of the Goats and Summers still aren't found. A little more gazing is done and finally the two come into view "there, to the west corner. Go now but cut the vision… best we conserve…" the pupils revert and Lil' Boss charges off.

Lincoln regroups with them at a lavish half-curved booth with a wide glass table in the center. Summers and Luna can be seen sitting down; hand-in-hand giving each other lustful stares. Their eyes chanting the popular phrase "let's fuck" over and over; Persephone's hand gently caressing the rocker's left cheek. The same queasy feeling from before returns for a split second but is soon smothered by a steady sense of spite towards being ditched just a few minutes before. She takes notice of Plan Man but acts like nothing is out of the ordinary "aw Lincoln my dear! Where eva have you been? Come and take a load off" she runs her thumb across Stage Diver's lips making her gush with pleasure before standing to her feet.

Our guy sits, trying not to stir the pot, and the woman continues her prattle "now that we, the life of the party have arrived, I say we fill our stomachs to the brim with only this establishment's finest treats! Don't you agree my sweeties?!" she gestures like an arrogant rebel.

"HELL YEAH! WHOOO!" Luna cheers like a gullible stooge while throwing up her iconic g.o.a.t.s and Linc is left looking at the two wondering what the hell was happening.

"Well said! Now witness more of my "special powers" and be amazed" with that pronouncement, Persephone raises both hands out and looks to the nearby bar. She signals to the spot and soon multiple waiters come out from behind it carrying circular trays of food and… colorful drinks. The six men dressed in black tuxedos with red bowties and snake eyes on the back arrive at the private booth. They place the meals on the table and walk off without a word. The Louds look over the impressive spread with Swagger Fan as giddy as ever and L Train growing really hungry from seeing the stacks of spaghetti, hot wings and rib-eye steaks.

"Voila! Another of my abilities is being able to access the finer things life has to offer and have them brought directly to me" Summers reaches down and grabs a drink known as an "Old Fashioned" and raises it into the air. "Would the two of you kindly take a glass and join me in a toast?"

Luna looks to her date "s-sure Persie" then to the spread on the table "um… they all look so… so rockin'. I just can't decide" she says trying to sound experienced but in reality had no idea what to take. Same for Lincoln since neither of them knew what was in each of the glasses. Not wanting to keep her girlfriend waiting, Madam Music takes a yellow colored one and mimics her.

"What sort of beverages are these?" Loud Man looks to the woman "I've never seen juice or sodas like these before".

Persephone makes a smug smile trying to keep herself from bursting into laughter "well I can't say I'm surprised since these beauties are exclusively for adults ya see. Ain't you lucky to be havin' full access to them. My won't you be the envy of all ya lil' friends! You are plannin' to toast with us… right?" Her eyes dart over to Luna and give off an "I thought you said he was cool" implication before falling back to White Top.

"I'm not sure. I mean I'm not trying to sound ungrateful! But maybe if I could see a menu and order something I can recogn-OW!" a sudden jab to his side is felt. He looks to Luna, who delivered the hit, who glares intensely at Linc.

"JUST GRAB A GLASS BABY BRO! You're being rude and killing the mood!" Head Banger orders without any trace of common sense or thought.

Feeling the very definition of peer pressure crushing him and worse, being forced to blindly go along with whatever Summers says/does by Luna, made more worry creep within the lad. An unsuccessful plea is attempted "but Luna!"

"NOW! Quit being so fuckin' lame!" Swagger Fan yells in such a way that made it feel like a bunch of lawn darts just impaled his heart.

Now bitterly upset and mad, Lincoln looks away from her, pins on a false smile and snatches up a clear drink with what looks like a lemon lime wedge in it. He stands, raises it high, and looks right at Summers along with Luna appearing gooey-eyed again.

"Sublime, truly sublime that you've "chosen" to show how adult you are! Without further ado, let the snake's bite flow through you! Down the hatch" with that Persephone consumes the alcohol with ease and slams the glass on the table like a pro. "Lordy Almighty! Now that is some FINE hooch, burns so good!"

Showing absolute reluctancy at first, the guy and girl chug theirs but the reactions are far from good, Linc nearly chokes trying to hold it down and Luna shakes her head in an attempt to stave off the bitter shock stabbing her taste buds. All of this was from partial sips, neither cups were half empty.

After the disgust is no longer visible on their faces, the two rests them down with Loud Man sitting, his stomach in knots. Lady Lyric still stood, barely, and Summers laughs "innocently" at them "not bad y'all. You both got bit pretty hard but no vomit to be had. Impressive…" she picks up another one, known as The Purple Rain, and gets closer to the teen, holding it near her face. "How's about you give this a swig? Should go down easier and lucky you, it is your favorite color!"

Luna eyes it and stands straight "you erp… sure dudet? Maybe I should eat something first to err get a little more use to the next one".

Persephone stealthily wraps her right arm behind the rocker's lower back pulling her even closer. Luna's hands are placed on her date's shoulders along with a sudden blush due to them being in kissing length "oh I'm positive shug. The more you try something new, the betta' it'll feel. You trust me, don't ya?"

"Of course I do Persie! I more than trust you".

"Then close your eyes and open those soft lips for me…" Luna does so and Summers pours the new beverage down her mouth. Stage Diver moans a bit and shows a possible kink of enjoying when a foreign liquid is being inserted inside her. Lincoln sees this display and feels completely apathetic towards their affection. "There we are, now your drinkin' like a grown up. Don't you dare spill a drop Sweet Licks" she moves her hand carefully to get in a hardy ass squeeze.

The brazen act stirs a strange feeling of jealousy in his heart. This would soon change as White Top's gaze moves up to see Persephone looking at him in a "why are you even here" fashion. He looks away feeling powerless and eyes the food on the table. "Better start the job I was "hired" to do…" Linc takes hold of a plastic fork and shoves it into a meatball a top the spaghetti then starts eating.

The pour out finishes and Madam Music's eyes open to see Summers lustful gaze, the glass is placed back, the grope ceases and the couple sits together closely. Hands still on one another and the music changing to a new style of Dubstep, they begin their own private conversation which L Train couldn't hear despite being a stone throw away. At this point it didn't even matter since he was fully deceived on what would be happening on this "fun" night out with one of his favorite sisters. Feeling used and reasonably out of place, the young man finishes what's on the fork, places it in his other hand in order to grab the drink he couldn't finish before.

"Partner… I know how you're feeling and everything you've been through until now has been complete shit BUT doing "that" won't help the pain! Please reconsider before-"

"I'm thirsty…" our guy thinks while grasping the cup strongly and downs the rest of it in one go. Placing it back and feeling nearly numb to everything around him, Lincoln grabs a knife and starts devouring more of the meatballs with spaghetti. The urge of thirst soon takes him again so it is quenched by swigging another drink, this one bronze colored with white foam on top. The taste starts to become less displeasing so this routine of munching and drinking continues for an unknown amount of time.

Persephone and Luna flirt with one another while gradually becoming more provocative. The laughing, swooning, "fuck me" eyes and consistently running their hands/fingers all over each other. I would honestly say if the rocker was a little more daring and there was less of a crowd nearby, she'd probably let her girl ravage her body right where they sat. Taking a short break from clinging to one another and feeling more than ready to get wild, Summers grabs more alcohol, downing it. Luna takes a few wings, scarves them down, flicks the bones to the side and grabs a reddish-gold drink, pouring it down her gullet.

Luna slams the glass in a similar fashion to show that she was finally getting into the spirit of the club. Swagger Fan then grabs her date's upper right thigh with her left hand and goes back to seductively peering. Summers shows controlled delight in her revved up hormones and responds by moving her right on the teen's bare neck caressing it with all five fingers. They continue their usual back and forth of speaking sweet nothings and White Top's peripherals pick up every sordid action.

With half the spaghetti and meatballs gone and feeling more alone than before, Lincoln throws the utensils down and proceeds to binge drink not even enjoying the taste. The preteen was miserable and what better way to suppress one's misery than with ingesting a substance you have no knowledge of? Blue, pink, raspberry, and black fluids found their way down the lad's throat one after another.

Starting to feel the effects gripping his brain, his inner instincts scream for him to stop which Linc considers. That is until the corner of his eye catches the rest of the "group" taking their good times to the next level. Plan Man looks over and sees his sister sitting forward on Summers' lap grinding her crotch against her own while the milk jugs are firmly squeezed. Luna's hands hold the sides of the woman's head and looks down to Persephone making an expert slut face with her red tongue hanging out like a hungry K-9. It was clear he'd been fully forgotten by her.

Whether it was due to the amount of booze swimming around the boy's body or just not giving two shits anymore, a Lucy-level stoic reaction is made followed by squinting his peepers. Lincoln turns back to the table and takes up the last drink on one of the trays. This one was a tall cylindrical glass, light orange in color, had a few ice cubes on top and a single orange slice resting on the side. He falls back in the seat, looks directly to the dance floor, and casually sips it down slowly but surely.

As the last drop is consumed, Lil' Boss' mouth tightens for a brief moment and the glass is sarcastically dropped on the tray with the other empty glasses. The music becomes Trance and before he could lean back again, the waiters had returned in pairs of two. One guy picks up the tray and the other sets down a new one… with a round of filled cups. They both look at the minor who doesn't even pay them any mind and soon walk away again, silent as the night.

"DRINK… ANOTHER!" are the words commanded to Sweet Licks by her girlfriend and were so followed without hesitation. Recoiling her tongue back into her mouth, Luna reaches behind with the right and takes a vase shaped turquoise drink consuming it in seconds with Persephone still latched on to her fun bags. Once finished, Mistress Mosh Pit carelessly throws the glass over the seat where she is perched and soon resumes the hump fest feeling even more riled up then before.

Going at it with all her might, the vibrations of this shameless display could be felt by the "lookout" who did everything to ignore the fact he was forced to be in the vicinity of his older sister rounding second base vigorously. Two minutes later a sudden rumble in the rocker's stomach is felt, halting the kinky ride. Holding on to it with both hands and groaning in discomfort, Summers takes notice while a small smile etches in unseen. "Awwww honey lamb what's the matter? Upset tummy?" she unhooks Luna's tits.

"Oooooh my gut! Feels like a bloody bar fight is ragin' down there! I'm totally sorry to have you seeing me like aargh this!" Stage Diver hops off the chick and to her feet "Persie, please tell me you know where the nearest toilet is!?"

Persephone points to the staircase a few feet away "up the stairs and to the left. It should be on your right, can't miss it oh and do hurry my peach dumplin'. The owner only allows "certain" messes on his floors".

"Understood! Don't go anywhere! NGH EAP!" she takes off like a rocket and for once, has a little alone time with Lincoln who is seen downing another alcohol, this one mud colored.

Persephone scoots over to him and decides to chat with him "heya watchman! Hope that All American you have there is too your liking" the volume of the music begins to taper off.

Still avoiding eye contact but looks at the drink "so that is what this is called? That is a funny, funny… real fun name" he says lazily.

"Sounds like someone's reached his limit, hmf. Let's not beat around the bush child, you don't like me very much do you? I'm fairly sure seein' your sister and I have relations like a couple of Sinful Suzies must of left quite a shock to your kiddy nerves" she says sounding, key word sounding, nice.

White Top engulfs the rest of it and slams the glass back down among the others. Turning in her direction but unable to put up a convincing falsehood, he leans back "whatever do you mean?! I think you're really swell and I'm so not in… in shock at all. I am an adult now and real adults don't let little things like dry humping or titty squeezing get them in a foul mood. You and me? We are right as RAIN!" his gaze moves back to the dance floor as the crowd disperses more. "Besides… if I said otherwise Luna would never speak to me again. Or make me feel like a worthless loser for upsetting the love of her life…"

Summers takes an unused knife/fork, cuts off a few chunks of the steak, eats each of them and gently sets them back down. "Well…" she turns back towards him while continuing the well-mannered charade "it is very delightful to hear you hold no ill will towards lil' ol' me. I knew there was something I liked about you. Gentleman like yourself are a dime o' dozen these days. Be proud Lincoln Loud!" the music has now become a mellow rift as more of the dancers head back to their areas. "I'll say this, baby whiteout knows how to put on a decent act and I use that term VERY loosely. Anyway…" the woman's eyes become strangely devious "time this brat gets relocated so the real fun can start. Only question is how?" Persephone looks in the same direction as our guy and sees the answer "JACKPOT!"

An unexpected sight was observed by the two: a young girl stretches and twists her arms side to side probably from dancing so hard. Fanning herself, this individual casually struts off to a smaller-than-average booth. Now loyal reader, you must be thinking what is so special about this one female? They are at a night club right? Half, if not most, of the people there are female. You'd be right… and also wrong.

Yes she is just another patron who's probably trying to have a good time. Not only that but this particular female looked to be very close to Lincoln's age or maybe she was an adverse side effect of the liquor. Either way, Loud Man found himself unable to take his eyes off the chick and Summers, now menacingly looking at our guy, attempts to use a little manipulation. The woman slides a little closer and makes her move "she's quite the tasty morsel… isn't she?"

"I… don't know what you're talking about" Linc says dismissively but still watching in a painfully obvious way.

Getting closer "playing coy I see, you can't fool me youngin'. If there is one thing I've learned in my years, it's to tell when a fella is lyin'. You crave her more than a bear craves honey…"

Lincoln's eyes shifts down to the table then the lower right as embarrassment creeps in "don't assume to know how I feel! I'm not that type of guy. I don't even know anything about that girl".

Another scoot closer is taken "then why not go over there and learn somethin'. I think I can manage to hold the fort down here".

Looking back to where the mystery girl sat "m-maybe I could just go over and introduce myself… Just for a few minutes" this option becomes more tempting by the second. But then Luna's past words are vaguely recalled as well as the deal they made "NO" his head is shaken quickly "I can't, I was given a job by Luna and it wouldn't be right to go back on my promise".

"Honey lamb, I do declare that you've more than honored your arrangement with ya sister. I can tell you haven't been enjoyin' yourself especially after the little spat that transpired before drinks started. Hearing your kin sayin' those harsh words must of bin quite disheartenin'" the tone in her voice becoming evermore ominous.

"Yes, it did hurt a bunch and fine…" a huge sigh is released "I admit this night of fun has been more of a nightmare. But I don't know how to make it better or even salvage it" his hands are slightly clenched in frustration.

Persephone sees Plan Man's guard is finally lowered and decides to deal the final blow. Leaning forward to speak into his left ear "the solution to your problem is sittin' right over there. Fact of the matta is, the only one stopping you from havin' any good times… is you. It breaks my little heart that you've been terribly miserable since we got in. Stop holding yourself back and live a little!" the persuasion taking full root. "Get on up and… share that adorableness with the lil' missy. Who knows, she might give you a nibble in return".

A bright blush emerges and the preteen stands up after Summers leans back, begins the trek over to the girl and no longer thinks of the rocker. Now all alone, the same sinister smile returns and she looks over at the unfinished drink her date sipped "time to get to work…"

Thirty seconds later and nearing where she was, the White Haired Wonder begins to get really nervous but still carries on. "What am I doing?! I can't just walk over to her out of the blue! What if she is with a group and doesn't want to be bothered? What if…" step by step, he would soon make first contact with the chick "her boyfriend or worse her FWB, comes over and this turns into a gigantic awkward SCENE! I-I got to turn back…" Linc stops cold and attempts a cowardly retreat.

Poised to turn around, a sudden memory flashes out of nowhere "Quit being so fuckin' lame!" The guy remembers the terrible words that Luna spat in his face not long ago and gets extremely pissed. "I am… NOT… lame! I'll show her!" with new courage, the preteen continues on and now had finally arrived just in time to see the girl having a tall, wide glass of liquor. The color of it was light green but the beverage didn't hold Loud Man's attention for long. The examination of her outward appearance had begun: first observation was her skin, pale as moonlight yet it looked as soft as silk. Second, her lips, which held the rim of the glass firmly, wore peach colored lipstick and are average size but still alluring. Third was the long, straight fiery red hair running down to the mid section of her back.

Half way through with the pitcher, Lincoln's scope out goes forward with the next item observed to be an emerald green sleeveless corset with thin straps running over her shoulders and a series of white strings running down the middle. The design allowed a partial view of her cleavage and the upper mid section. Her rack looked to be a fair decent sized pair of C cups and wouldn't you know they were bigger than Lynn's. The lower half of this sultry beauty consisted of a plain white belt adorning a buckle sized golden Celtic cross, dark grey jeans with both of the knees torn open, and low-cut jet black spiked boots. With her profile nearly complete, the rest of the drink is finished and the pitcher is slammed on the table in an exaggerated way. A hearty exhale follows "HOLY HELL! Now tha was some good shite!" it would seem that being Irish is another detail to be added.

Moving her legs casually apart and blowing outward, the lass throws herself back gently but soon realizes she wasn't alone anymore. Looking left, White Top's eyes meet with a pair of leaf green peepers and both remain quiet.

"Evening, you having a good time?" Linc breaks the silence without a trace of fear.

The redhead moves her left hand to the spot just under the neck and playfully rubs it from left to right. Her gaze shifts down slowly, taking in every detail of Lil' Boss' appearance. Eye contact is soon re-established "evenin' yourself and to answer yer question not really. Though sumthin' tells me that might be changin' rite soon" using the same hand, the lass pats the seat next to her "care to join me stranger?"

Fairly surprised at how well the introduction went, Lincoln moves in and takes a seat trying to act cooler than an ice cube. "Thanks for the invite".

"Christ, I think yer the first lad I've met in ere tha speaks like there's some sense in his noodle. Good to fine one that isn't a total muppet. Yer ma must a raised ya well" she says with tempered exuberance.

Linc giggles slightly "guess so, she definitely tried. Uh, I mean she still is trying. Does being like this weird you out?" he states feeling a tad worried.

"Not a smidge" she moves the pitcher she just drank from off to the side with her right hand and then grabs two small but wide glasses. One is set near her and the other by L Train "I happen to like lads who mind their manners" the lass says softly before grabbing a large olive green flask. The girl proceeds to fill up her cup "so what thay call yee Flour Man?"

"Flour Man?" he ponders for a few seconds and then picks up on the lingo "oooh because, my hair, that's cute. My name's Lincoln and what's your handle?"

After filling her cup, she leans over towards Linc's glass and slowly pours. Whether deliberate or not, the Irishwoman's boobs were now shifted at just enough of an angle to where the young man is able to look down her corset with greater ease. Enjoying the view and taking a small gulp, Plan Man was able to confirm that she was in fact bustier than the jock, C 95s for the win!

She finishes pouring and looks up with a smirk plus a "hope you like what you see" expression "Cassie Shay's the name". The lass leans back, sets down the flask, and picks up her fresh drink "tell me a little about yerself".

"What do you want to know?" our guy says trying to hold back a flushed face.

"Everythin'…" a sip of liquid courage is taken along with the rim of her mouth being quickly licked. Cassie Shay gives a warm smile to him.

Luna returns from the bathroom and on the approach to the booth sees only her date fiddling with her cell… and no little brother. Much closer, Persephone notices her and tucks the device away "welcome back Sweet Licks! Feelin' betta'?"

"Yea plenty… where's Lincoln?"

A blank expression is made on her face "I haven't the faintest clue. Last I recall, the child said something about wanting to get close to this girl he saw. I tried my very best to convince him to stay put and wait for you to return but your brother wouldn't hear of it. He scampered off soon after" Summers grabs the rocker's handbag and stands up.

"You gotta be kidding me! Linc ran off, in here?! Man, this is so bogus. Now I'm going to have to track him down".

The woman immediately interjects "whoa there now my lovely. No need to ruin our date just because Lincoln's got a major case of the hornies. Listen, I've already asked a few friends of mine who run security to keep an eye on him, a close eye. Besides, I want to have more… alone time with ya" she says seductively.

Stage Diver gets aroused once again and fully abandons reason despite major protests from her conscience. "I'd like to have some privacy with you as well. There wouldn't be somewhere you know of, is there?" she says in a cute manner.

"Of course, but first…" she takes up the yellow drink "finish this off for me pretty please? It was quite expensive you understand and you look mighty parched".

"No prob, I wouldn't want you thinking I'm ungrateful for all the rad stuff you've done for me" Luna takes it and downs the booze like nothing out of the ordinary. It's placed back down "ready when you are Persie".

"Folla' me" they walk towards a red side door, go through it, down a somewhat filthy hallway, and soon Summers stops, looking around to see if anyone was nearby.

Lady of the Goats notices this and speaks up "hope this ain't where we're doing it. I mean, I got the hots for you but this place screams "disease upon contact". Just sayin'"

"Oh, this isn't where the deed will be done. However" she turns around and drops the handbag on the ground "I need to get a better feel of you…" Persephone moves swiftly to her and before Luna could react, the teen is pinned to the wall with her right breast being groped. Seconds after, the woman's right hand lifts Head Banger's skirt then snakes into the white panties.

"PERSIE, aaaahhh… all of a sudden… mhmm… feels so good" Luna grips her lover's arms tightly as a huge blush finds its way to her face. "I… I love you. Please make me… hah, ahhh an adult!"

"Oh I'll be sure to… take care of you" two fingers are pushed into her pussy and pressed hard against the g-spot "after you cum for me. RIGHT… NOW!"

"NGHGUSH!" a small yet intense blast of cunt juice fired out of her. She is left breathing heavily while looking at Persephone. "P-please, can I kiss you? I've never done that and I want to give my first one to you, my love".

The lady takes her sullied hand out from the area and raises it up in a way that is similar to holding a trophy "why of course… close your eyes and pucker up" suddenly Luna feels her vision get a little blurry then lightheadedness soon takes her. Attempting to ignore it, the rocker closes her eyes and leans forward, mouth slightly open.

Summers moves in slowly and just millimeters away from making Madam Music's dreams come true, all the strength in the girl's legs fail. Collapsing to the floor, Luna barely manages to open her eyes and speaks in a weakened tone "Per… sie… I feel… very… strange. So… tired".

The woman licks the fluids from her hand and stares down appearing as a giant, grey blur in Lyrical Lady's quivering eyes "actually, my name is Shelbie Murdock" her voice begins trailing off along with the complete disappearance of the accent "the media gave me a rather… sad nickname. Perhaps you've heard of it…" a demonic grin takes root as a shadow casts over her soulless eyes "The S.M. KILLER…" with that being heard, Luna slips into complete unconsciousness, fading to black.

That's right people: CLIFFHANGER! Also a bit of sad news, I'll be going on a personal but temporary hiatus to pursue other endeavors and deal with my rather shaky home life. A lot of crap is happening with my family and I need to deal with it. Surely many of you can understand that. As usual, leave comments, suggestions, and likes/dislikes. Chapter 4 will pick up where this one left off and who knows, there might even be a little extra something that goes along with it. Hope this was worth the wait and keep strong people.