Disclaimer: Do I really have to say it? I'm baaaack!*Throws confetti*

Lynn woke up in an empty bed and it took her a moment to remember what had happened but when she did she sat straight up. She looked around and stifled a gasp as she saw the maequens in various sexual poses and the blood on the manequens. She sat at the center of the bed which was little more than a pile of rags completely terrifyed. In her terror there came a revelation; this was her chance to esape! She slowy crept out of the room and gasped as she mistook the manakins for people. As she went down the creeky staircase she heard voices. One she knew as Lizards and another was young and female and much clearer than his.

"Big Mama says it's bath day today and tomorra if there's any water left." Said the female voice. Lynn could hear something bubbling and the clank of pots and pans as well as some water trickling.

"Ya better stop thinin' out that oatmeal 'liza." said Lizard

"Well, I dunno when we gonna get anymore instan' hot mush so we gotta make do with what we got."

"Will ya quite call in hot mush!"

"Why?"

"Cause I'm your papa an' so ya gotta do what I say!"

"Fine, I'm gonna go give Goggle, an' Mars, and Memphis their food, could ya wake her royal higness queen Angel and give her her food."

"Lizzie, ya better stay inside wit' Big Brain today, stuffs gonna go down. I can feel it."

"What kinda-"

"Lizzie you copy, over." Came a male young male voice. Lynn knew that she should leave but she wanted to know what kind of 'stuff' was going to go down.

"Yeah Mars, I copy. Stay out by the cyote pack, Papa says stuffs gonna go down."

"This about that family Big Brains been bitchin' 'bout?"

"The man don'bitch, he's a great leader. Some people jus' can't follow directions." She glared at Lizard as she spoke the last sentence

"Dun get me started in directions Liz but you gonna get me my food or not?"

"Papa says ta stay in taday."

"So what? I starve ta death out here while you live fat?"

"I ain't livin' fat Mars, if anythin' i live thiner than you!"

"Yeah well-"

"I ain't exactly rainin' batteries out here ya know! wrap it up!" said Lizard clearly annoyed as he crossed his arms

"That papa?"

"Gotta, see ya!"

"Bye!"

"Ya ain't gonna see ya brother fer a long time Liz, not until they's all dead out there atlest. It's gonna be hell trackin' em, they probably split up."

"Gonnna get Goggle ta help?"

"Goggle ain't been respondin' fer almost a day now. i'm gettin' worried."

"Cus 'es yer brother?"

"Cus we ain't got another watcher. I hate that dumb fuck."

"Ruby can be watcher."

"Ruby can't be trusted, ya know that Liza."

"Yeah, I know. and fer the love of God will ya quite callin' me Liza!"

"Fine then, Eliza!"

"Aww papa, that ones even worse!"

"Hey, yer mama loved that name." they were quiet for a few moments as they remebered Lizard's wife the late Charlotte Malone. She had died a year and a half ago by the hand of the desert. She was the only reason Jeb stayed at the gas station, to help his daughter run if she ever had to and to watch over his grandchildren. She ahd come to stay in the desert after committing a murder of a wealthy man who had tried to rape her. Believeing that no one would belive her she fled to the only other place she knew, the desert.

"Papa, you think Mama's up there watchin' out fer us?"

"I know she is Lizzie, I know that fer a fact."

"You gonna ebd up up there too if this dun go well?"

"When ain't it gone well, magpie?" Lizzie motioned to his leg where he had been stabbed by Lynn

"I worry fer ya sometimes Papa."

"Ya shouldn't worry baby."

"Why?"

"Cus nobpdy messes with yer papa!" and with that He picked her up from infront of the stove and spun her aroud as she laughed. Lynn was so caught up in their conversation and the little display of affection that she didn't notice foot steps coming down the stairs. she couldn't believe that this monster who had tried to kill her and raped her sister and killed her father was a father to that child. She squinted and gasped as she got a better look at the child. It was a little girl of about nine or ten. What really struck Lynn about her was the cleft lip like her father's, the short matted brown hair as if it had never even seen a brush, her teeth a bright yellow, her eyes a bit too large and her ears lopsided. She looked even close and noticed that she had twelve fingers, not the normal ten but the extra two looked completely vestigial. She was so caught up that she didn't notice the person behind her until it was too late.

"Who the hell are you!"

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