Lori started arranging a supply run, setting Lincoln to look for some supplies for the fence construction. Lincoln was almost too devastated to do anything, knowing that two of his sisters died, and that everyone he knew and loved was going to die soon, much sooner than he hoped. He hesitated to go outside, smelling the putrid air, he took a deep breath.
He looked at the rusty, busted old fence. "Time for expansion." He moaned. He walked to Lori. "Where to?" He asked. "Londale's Hardware. It's not far from here." She said. Lincoln and Lori walked to the store. Lincoln saw Luna's body, and looked away, sighing. "We're dying off too fast." He told Lori, who was slightly more focused today. "It's not my fault, don't start that shit up again." She growled. Lincoln shuddered.
They saw several walkers at the city. "Looks like Royal Woods Mall took a hell of a hit." He commented on the ruined mall, the facade falling apart, shown directly by the car crashed into the front entrance. Lori sniffled at the sight. "There goes my life." Lori said, crying at the collapsed building. "We're fucked. Ain't know way in hell my ass is going in there. Gotta be millions of walkers in there. Fuck that shit, i'm out." Lincoln said, about to walk away. "Oh no you don't." Lori said, grabbing him.
"Fine, but you owe me big time!" Lincoln complained. "Like hell I do, you suggested this, i'm just going through with it. Deal with it." Lori barked. The two went inside, but before they could get further inside, the ceiling fell, nearly killing them. "Fuuuuck." They both groaned. There was no way around, and zombies were blocking the front entrances. "We're screwed." Lincoln whined. "Quit your pouting Lincoln, we gotta do this. It's now, or never. " She said. "Oh hell to the no!" Lincoln panicked, as Lori grabbed his arm and dragged him to the front entrance.
The two peered over, and saw walkers chewing on what appeared to be Flip. "Losing another person a day." Lincoln said, no sympathy, he knows what Flip did to his sisters at the yard sale. "Old fucker, glad you dead." Lori sneered. "Yeah yeah yeah, let's sneak through the window, get the shit, and leave immediately." Lincoln said. The two snuck in, and walked over to the escalator. "It's out of service. Well, we gotta walk up it." Lori instructed.
The two walked up the escalators, and walked over to the Hardware store. "Hey, it's still in one piece!" Lori cheered. "Alright! Now to get this over with and be done with it." Lincoln cheered. They began lifting crates, and were walking out of the store. Out of nowhere, a walker appeared and grabbed Lori. The box fell on his back, but he manged to bring her down. "Lincoln! Shoot this fucker!" Lori cried. Lincoln looked at her, but refused to take the shot at the walker, since Lori is responsible for Lana and Luna's deaths.
Out of nowhere, Lynn showed up, and shot the walker, and the infected Mr. Grouse. "Lincoln you retard! I could've died you son of a bitch!" She screamed at him. "Lower your damn voice, do you wanna attract more!?" Lynn shushed her. "You keep doing this, and your days in this group are numbered, you little son of a bitch!" She shrieked. "Your one to talk, blondie. Now let's get this done!" Lynn exclaimed.
The three lifted boxes of the fence supply, and walked out the mall, Lincoln fired at several walkers, one nearly got his ass, had he not dropped the crate on it's head. They made it to the the construction zone. They began work immediately, counting in all able siblings to work on it. Lola later became on guard duty, watching to see if any walkers got by.
Leni kept forgetting what to do, and had to be told over and over again by Lori, Lincoln, Lynn and Lucy what her job was. Lucy became frightened, which was defiantly uncommon for her. Soon everyone got tired, and it was 8:56 P.M, and became dark. "Okay everyone, bedtime!" Lori instructed. The Loud's began to walk back to the house. "Lincoln, can I talk to you for a second?" Lucy asked. "Lucy, if this is a poem, then you are just the worst." Lincoln grumbled. "Not that. What has became of our sister Luna? She has disappeared, and I wonder if you know the answer?" Lucy said, in a creepy deadpan voice. "Oh her? Oh uhh, we took her to a doctor we met, and she's being treated." Lincoln lied. "I know that's not true." Lucy responded.
"Look Lucy, she um, we had to prevent her from...turning." Lincoln said, with sadness. "Oh. I see." Lucy said, beginning to cry. "I'm sorry Lucy." Lincoln put his hand on her shoulder. "She didn't even tell me goodbye." Lucy cried. "Look, she told you the day before when she was bit. We had to lie, we didn't wan't you to know she had to be put out of her misery. Speaking of which, don't tell Lola, she can not know what happened to Luna." Lincoln cried. "I won't, brother. " Lucy promised. They then went to bed.
The next day, they worked on the fence once again. Lori took defense position this time, while Lola did extra work. Out of all of them, Lynn did by far the most progress, even in her depressed state. Lincoln went to explore for extra supplies. He found Luna's corpse again, this time, ripped apart, her head decomposing and with a partially devoured state. "I guess I should've taken you to a more secluded area." Lincoln mourned. He picked up her backpack, and found his rifle inside. "Oh sweet, and still full of ammo!" He cheered.
He walked back to the others, and called for Lori. "Yes twerp?" She asked, seventy percent annoyed. He handed her the rifle. "Oh no way, and it's still loaded! You know, your not so bad, twerp." She said, feeling bad for misjudging Lincoln. "Still doesn't make up for the fact you were about to let me die." She said, killing the mood. "And fuck you too." Lincoln barked. He walked off, back to working on the fence.