A/N: Heyo guys! How's it going? I hope you're doing well. If you are, great! That's just what I like to hear! Now, before we get into the next chapter of 'Sibling Protector'. I first just want to say that I'm glad that you all enjoyed the fight scene! Or at least found it interesting for some of those. (: It makes me giddy to know that I know what I'm doing. XD So thank you! Okay, with all of that said. Onto zeh next chapter! See ya at the end!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Loud House or any of its anything! It all belongs to Nickelodeon!
Chapter 5
"So, is that all of them?" Mollie asked as she watched Lincoln carry an unconscious goon into the security office's own lock-up cell, holding the guy over his right shoulder with no problem at all. The brunette stood by the sliding gate door, holding onto it as she was ready to close it once Lincoln got out of the cell.
"Yup! All five of 'em!" Said Lincoln as he set the final goon down on the wall mounted bench. Afterwards, he took a step back and proudly admired his 'artwork'. "Now we just gotta wait for the police to come and get them." He chuckled.
Over almost the whole bench, the five dazed and bruised goons leaned sideways against each other with Danny sitting in the middle of them, his head leaning back against the wall as swirls spun around in his eyes. And with that, justice has been served.
"Hope you boys are having a good nap." Lincoln smirked as he turned around to leave the cell.
Once he was out, Mollie closed the gate behind him and locked it. Afterwards, she put her personal set of keys to the mall back in her pocket. To make sure, she wiggled the gate to check if it was truly sealed. And yup, it was!
"Ah~" Lincoln sighed contently. "It's been so long since I had fun like that." He said while rolling an arm and holding onto his shoulder, doing the same to the opposite arm. "Though it could've been better if they actually knew how to fight."
"Just be happy with what you got, Loud dork." Mollie commented with weak irritation as she came up beside Lincoln. "At least you got to experience some action. Unlike me who got non whatsoever, even after I basically begged for it earlier.." She said dejectedly.
"Eheheh.." Lincoln chuckled anxiously as he scratched at his head. "Guess I did sort of rob you there, didn't I?"
"Yup." Mollie answered with a light pop of her lips. As tempting as it was to bombard Lincoln with her sourness about the letdown, she ultimately let the past be the past and let out a soft sigh while relaxing her form. She was just happy that Lincoln came out of that whole conflict unscathed.. and the victor. For as long as she knew the Loud boy, the latter always seemed to be the result in any violent case when it involved him. "But whatever. I'm just glad that you came out okay. So I'm over it." She shrugged as she flashed him a smile. "You owe me big time though for letting you have this one."
Lincoln smiled back at the brunette, allowing relief to flow through him as he saw no problem with repaying her back for her "kindness". "Sure, seems fair enough. Just let me know what I can do to make it up to you and I'll do it." He promised.
"Oh I intend to." Mollie chuckled. "And just so we're clear, I call dibs on the next brawl. Whenever that'll be.." She rolled her eyes in annoyance, her hopes of there being another physical altercation anytime soon at an all time low.
"I'll keep that in mind." Lincoln said reassuringly, lightly patting his friend on the shoulder. Once things have settled down, Lincoln looked forward with concern when he locked his sights on a specific someone nearby. "How is she doing?" He inquired with a slight frown.
Sitting at one end of a small square table nearby was Quintessa. The buxom brunette faced down to stare almost awkwardly, yet a bit blankly as if she was deep in thought, at her twiddling thumbs. The hand print that Danny had made on her cheek was still there, but it was barely visible at this point in time.
"She's doing fine, I think. Hasn't been complaining or anything. Other than the slap mark on her face, I don't notice any other signs of injury on her." Mollie replied.
"I see. That's good. If we didn't get there when we did, she could've suffered much worse." Lincoln acknowledged, feeling more at ease at her answer. "Did you bother to ask her what went down before we got there?" He raised a brow at the girl beside him.
In an instant upon hearing his question, Mollie's face flushed as her figure visibly tensed up and her eyes went bulging wide. "Er.. I-I didn't, actually.." She replied hesitantly.
"Of course you didn't." Lincoln said teasingly as he stepped forward to join Quintessa, stifling a chuckle.
Not thrilled with the implications behind his response, Mollie looked to the Loud boy with a rather appalled expression. "Woah, woah, woah, hold up! What is that supposed to mean?" She questioned, sounding quite outraged.
"Oh nothing. Nothing. At. All." He furthered his teasing as he just kept on walking.
Seeing as how he went up to the other brunette and she would now have to act professional, Mollie puffed her cheeks before saying. "You're lucky we aren't alone in here, you jerk." She growled before composing herself and moving to join him.
Surprisingly enough, Lincoln's approaching footsteps were what pulled Quintessa out of her thoughts and had her looking towards him as he walked up to the adjacent side of the table to her left.
Putting on a friendly expression when meeting Quin's eye, Lincoln spoke. "Good morning." He greeted the young woman kindly with a signature heartwarming smile of his.
Heartwarming indeed..
When witnessing Lincoln's smile so up-close, the shapely brunette couldn't prevent the light blush on her face from glowing. Seeing his expression immediately had her heart fluttering about.
"G-Good morning." Quintessa shyly greeted back while smiling like a flustered school girl.
"Do you mind if I sit down with you?" Lincoln requested as he looked over to the chair that was on the opposite side of her.
"N-No, not at all." Quin shook her head. "Please, be my guest." She urged, gesturing over to the chair.
"Thank you kindly, Miss." Lincoln said gratefully, moving to sit down on the chair and getting himself comfortable rather quickly.
That was where Quin began to fidget a bit as she moved her hands down to her thighs, which were now pressing strongly against each other, and she looked to Lincoln with her blush seeming to go darker. Just a shade or two though.
Walking up to where Lincoln was previously standing, Mollie crossed her arms over her modest chest and kept her tongue silent as she watched her partner and the young woman converse.
Clapping his hands together lightly before planting them down on the table, Lincoln spoke. "Okiedokie! Now, before I ask how that whole earlier fiasco started. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name first, Miss?" Lincoln asked, sounding assertive and polite as he maintained the welcoming eye contact he had with the busty brunette.
Having a man talk with her while looking her straight in the eyes truly was a breath of fresh air for Quintessa. Just when she thought there wasn't a man in the world who would respect her in such a manner, along came Lincoln out of the blue. Her strong knight in shining armor.. coming to her rescue in more ways than one. Also, she had to think, his name rolled off the tongue wonderfully.
"It's Q-Quintessa. Quintessa Taylor." The brunette bashfully answered, her heart feeling like it's seconds away from bursting out of her chest.
Mollie quirked a brow at Quin's present demeanor. It was awfully familiar to her. In fact, her face itself seemed rather familiar as well. Her hair too when looking closely at it. God, she looked so much like someone both she and Lincoln knew. But she couldn't quite put a finger on who though.
"That's a nice name." Lincoln complimented, his words making Quintessa tense up as she held back the joy she felt from them. "My name's Lincoln Loud." He touched his chest. "But please, call me Lincoln. It's a pleasure to make your acquintance, Ms. Taylor." He introduced himself as his smile morphed to one that showed off his adorable chipped teeth.
"It's a pleasure to meet you too, L-Lincoln." Quintessa said back, her heart unable to settle down thanks to saying his name. And since Lincoln basically said that they didn't need to be so formal with each other.. "You can call me Quintessa, or Quin, i-if you'd like. Heh.. I don't mind either one." She scoffed, her hands fighting back the urge to fan at her face as the Loud boy's new expression cranked up the heat for her. His chipped teeth adding to his attractiveness. She couldn't help but wonder if he was doing this to her deliberately. If he was doing it unintentionally, than this boy's looks alone made him one hell of a natural charmer, she thought.
"I'll keep that in mind... Quin." Lincoln chuckled.
'He has such a soothing voice..' The shapely brunette thought as her heart skipped a beat at the mention of her name.
Of course, Lincoln wouldn't forget about his partner as he gestured a hand over to her presence next. "As for my friend over here, this is Mollie Hart. I believe you two have already met." He had a hunch that the two had yet to formerly introduce themselves to each other, so he decided to do it for them, just to get it out of the way.
"Hey there." Mollie said casually with a nod when meeting Quin's eye, her left fingers giving a quick wave as they lifted off of her right bicep.
"Hi." Quintessa greeted back with a small smile. "Thank you for helping me out of there earlier." She wanted say before she forgot. "As much as I would like to see.." She took a moment to gaze behind her fellow brunette to shoot a glare at the unconscious Dan in the cell, her teeth clenching in anger behind her lips as she tried not to growl at the sight of him. "him get his ass beat.." She sighed as she looked back to Mollie, her scowl fading away. "I honestly don't think I wanted to be around him at the time.." She grazed her fingers over the slap mark on her cheek before continuing. "Not after what he did to me. So thanks a ton." With her emotions settling, her smile returned.
Mollie smiled back as she cocked her head to the side slightly with a nonchalant shrug. "I was simply doing my job, Ma'am. So don't mention it." She replied humbly.
"If you say so." Quintessa acknowledged as she emitted a soft giggle. She steered her sights back over to the white haired Loud, the person that she needed to give her thanks to the most. "And thank you so much, Lincoln.. for saving me from them." She said as her smiled widened. "Out of that whole crowd who just stood by and watched, you were the one to step up and help me when I needed it." She blushed out of embarassment for what she had to say next. "And uh.. d-despite how tough I may have sounded back there, I'm actually not a fighter. So when things got physical, there was really no hope for me fighting them off if I tried." She faced down as her embarassment only grew at the end of her admission, secretly hoping that neither Lincoln or Mollie, especially Lincoln, didn't think less of her for doing something that she now thought was foolish of her.
"You're very welcome, Quintessa." Lincoln nodded in acknowledgement. "Like Mollie, I was just doing my duty, as well as the right thing." He stated confidentally. "Don't worry, I'm not going to berate you for standing up for yourself. I commend you for it as a matter of fact. To me, someone who persists to show courage when staring danger directly in the face, deserves nothing less than my utmost respect." He said these words to the buxom brunette with absolute sincerity, a smirk curving on his lip. "So, you got it." He added.
After he was done talking, the young security guards had to bear witness to the slack-jawed expression that was now on Quin's face as she stared dumbly at Lincoln.
Mollie held back a chuckle, clearly finding the look amusing. Meanwhile, Lincoln just maintained his smirk.
Quintessa, to say the least, was speechless. She didn't expect anyone to praise her for doing what she did. In the past, most people called her crazy for shooing men away so harshly. Out of the fear that her wrath would motivate the male victims to do something that would earn them a lifetime in prison. Which in the case with Dan and his thugs, almost happened.
Gosh, just how long has her heart been beating so chipperly like this? How long has it been feeling so warm? She can't keep track of the duration anymore as time seemed to just fly by as she gazed adoringly at Lincoln, getting lost in the pretty blue eyes of the young man who approved of her. Right now, she felt as though her life had just took a more positive turn.
Letting the Loud boy's words settle in her heart, Quintessa expressed content as she flashed her hero a small grin. "Thank you... again." She stifled a chuckle as she brushed some of her curls behind her right ear. "I appreciate that. It's not everyday someone acknowledges my... womanly strength in a positive light. You're the first one to do so actually." She shrugged with a faint shade of pink dusting her cheeks.
And she's glad that he was.
"Well I'm honored." Lincoln responded, bowing his head briefly before the woman. "I hope you don't let anyone destroy that strength and confidence of yours, Quintessa. I think it's very important for women to have all that nowadays."
"Oh trust me, Lincoln. I won't." Quintessa assured him with a light giggle. "A lot of people have tried to discourage me over the years. And never once have they gotten to me. So I don't worry about that." She proudly uttered.
"I see." Lincoln contained a laugh as he just grinned instead, already liking this girl's character. "Guess I gotta commend you for another reason. But, if you don't mind, may I make a suggestion on something you could do to help you out in the future?" He inquired of the older brunette.
Curiosity now showed on Quin's face as she granted the boy's request. "Um.. Sure. Shoot."
Glad that she was willing to hear him out, Lincoln cleared his throat before speaking his mind. "Now, it's completely up to you if you want to do it or not, but I wanted to suggest that maybe you could give learning some self-defense techniques a shot? After what.." He silenced his tongue for a short moment as he remembered what the punks had planned for Quintessa, his hands resisting the temptation to ball up as he also remembered the immeasurable fury he felt upon hearing those sickening plans. God, it's a good thing he let that fury reign free when he had the chance. "happened earlier.." He took a breath to ease his stress. "You should take the altercation as a sign that you need to learn how to properly fend for yourself when things get.. too rowdy like that. You were lucky we got there before that guy got to do anymore damage to you. If something like that happens again, you have to consider the possibility that you may not be so lucky again."
It wasn't Lincoln's intention to make Quin nervous, which her expression evidently displayed. But he just didn't want this girl to get hurt again. Not if he can help it. So if there's a chance that he could give her some helpful advice. He wasn't gonna be afraid to make it known. It was for her own benefit after all. Besides, why shouldn't he encourage her to crank up her badassery to the next level? She definitely had the potential. He also thought.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to frighten you." He assured the anxious brunette with a bit of guilt in his voice as she was looking down at the table, her thumbs twiddling about again. "I just... want you to be able to protect yourself. That's all. But, like I said, it's simply a suggestion and the choice is entirely up to you. Just thought it would help. I can only hope that you'll take it to heart at this point." He finished as he tried to comfort her with a smile.
"There's no need to apologize. I... I completely understand. Heh.. Knowing how I get, I suppose it would make sense to get some experience in self-defense. I mean, it wouldn't hurt, right?" She chuckled awkwardly as she rubbed at her head.
"Mmm, it wouldn't hurt you at least." Lincoln remarked playfully.
That managed to pry a soft giggle out of Quintessa, the woman getting the implication there. "No, I guess it wouldn't." She responded as her mood lightened, appreciating the confirmation.
Now for the last minute, Mollie had been giving Lincoln a deadpanned stare. Feeling annoyed and a bit jealous of how chummy he and her fellow brunette seemed to already be getting. 'Geez, get a room why don't ya.' She thought with a roll of her eyes. But then she realized what she was thinking as her cheeks suddenly flared a bright red. 'Nevermind! I take that back! Please don't!' She begged.
"All right, I'll give it a shot when I have the chance. I think I have someone who might be willing to teach me." Quintessa gave her answer to the suggestion, though it seemed more like a requirement now that she thought about it.
Man, Lincoln is nailing it with his suggestions today.
"Oh? You have a fighter in the family?" Lincoln questioned as he raised a brow.
"Yup, my little sister." Quin confirmed proudly.
Okay, now this is where things got even more interesting for Mollie as she gave Quintessa an intense inquisitive stare. Damn it, why can't she put a pin on who she reminds her of? She thought as she lightly bit on the nail of one of her thumbs.
Lincoln smirked as he too was interested in the topic, and impressed. However, for the sake of respect for Quin's personal life, he wouldn't press to find out who this little sister of hers was. Even if he was eager to find out the identity of a fellow fighter. Who knows, maybe he already knows her. "Well good. I'm glad that you're willing to give it a go." Said the Loud boy.
"It's about time that I did." The older brunette bashfully replied with a shrug.
Now with that subject out of the way, Lincoln finally asked about the issue that was bothering him.
"All right then, now how 'bout we get to the story that led up to the confrontation? If you don't have an issue with recalling it, of course."
Quintessa became even more flushed as she initially wasn't sure if she wanted to tell the tale, not after remembering how she acted towards Dan before he got riled up. But ultimately, she did. She believed in Lincoln and Mollie not to judge her poorly. Or at least not too poorly.
So with a deep breath that aided her in collecting her thoughts, she went on to tell the story that the security guards were seeking. The honest story.
Meanwhile, a certain Loud resident of Royal Woods was blowing up all over social media. And his whole life was about to change. Whether it be for the better or the worst, only time will tell..
A/N: And bam! There's the next chapter! I hope that you at least somewhat enjoyed it. Oh man, what's gonna happen from this point onwards?! Like the narrator said, only time will tell..
Hehehe! Cx
The Harem! ( So far! )
- The Loud Sisters
- Rita Loud
- Mollie Hart
- Thicc QT ( Quintessa Taylor )
A/N: If you're wondering. No, that's not Mollie's actual last name. It's just one that I came up with. She doesn't have one that's confirmed. At least, that's what's to my knowledge. I could be completely wrong and missed something when looking up her character. I wasn't exactly thorough in my "research." XD So yeah. For this fic, that's her full name. I also came up with last names for other characters who don't seem to have last names when I checked. But those will be revealed when we come across them.
Alrighty, that's all I really gotta say for now. So I'll go ahead and leave y'all be! Thanks for reading guys! have a good one!
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