Luna Loud was kneeling in front of her speaker and searching it for cracks. "You gotta be more careful, man," she said. "I know it was an accident, but you really dropped it. These things aren't cheap." Satisfied that it was free of breakage, she stood up and turned around. "Can...?"
She trailed off.
Chunk was there just a moment ago; now he was gone, and the room stood empty. Her brow furrowed. "Chunk?" She went to the door and looked in the hall. Nothing.
She sighed. This dude was always doing this to her. One minute he'd be there, the next he'd be gone. He was almost as bad as Lucy.
"Yo, Chunk!" she called.
No reply.
Great, now I gotta play hide-and-seek with my roadie. Just what I wanted to do with my afternoon.
She went to the bathroom door, which was closed, and knocked. "Chunk, you in there?"
"Just me!" Lynn called back. Luna heard something plop into water, and her face crinkled. Aw, gnarly.
Next, she knocked on Lori and Leni's door. "Chunk?"
"Not in here!" Lori replied.
Luna pursed her lips and put her hands on her hips. Where is this guy? Probably in the kitchen. She didn't pay him much, so she let him raid the fridge when he was hungry. Maybe he was loading up on snacks.
The kitchen, however, was empty, save for Lucy, who was sitting at the dining room table and working on a poem. "You seen Chunk?"
"No," Lucy replied flatly.
Luna threw her head back and let out a long, low uhhhhh. She opened the fridge even though she knew his big ass couldn't fit in there even if he tried. She looked in the basement, outside, under the back porch, in the shed, in Lucy and Lynn's room, in Lincoln's room, in Lola and Lana's room, in the garage, under Vanzilla, in the rose garden, on the roof, in the chimney, behind the TV, under the couch cushions, in the back of the toilet. Her frustration grew until she was uncharacteristically angry, her teeth bared and her fists clenched.
There was one place she hadn't checked. Breathing deeply through her nose, she opened Lisa's door, and what she saw made her jump back with a cry. Lisa, naked save for a Nazi officer's cap with a giant swastika across the front, was bent over her bed, her hands clutching the cover. Chunk was behind her, pumping...dressed as a Yiddish Rabbi complete with beard, hat, and long curls.
"What the fuck?" Luna screamed.
Lisa's head whipped up. "Luna, go away...we haven't finished yet."
Luna looked at Chunk. "Don't judge me, love," he said, "it's been a long time."
In shock (and disgusted), Luna shut the door and walked dazedly away.
"You gonna scramble her mind again?" Chunk asked. Though Luna didn't remember, this was not the first time she had walked in on them.
"Of course," Lisa said, "now avenge Auschwitz and decimate me."