Lisa was still looking into the cure to remove the werewolf DNA that she and her sisters have after the wolf attack. Some pressure was rushing through her head, for she didn't really know if this cure will he ready in the next three weeks. Maybe this cure can take even longer than she anticipated it to be.

In the afternoon, Lincoln was picking up Charles' droppings in the backyard, and he was done, getting rid of the waste with the scooper, putting the dung in a bag, into the front garbage bin. "Bleh, good thing my sisters don't do it in the backyard," Lincoln said to himself, "or else, I would scream."

He didn't even want to think about having to clean up all of his sisters at once now that they are werewolves. No, his mind would snap like a small twig being stepped on in the forest, and he wound go completely insane from that kind of work.

What's harder is that, he is trying so hard to hide the little secret from everyone else that he knew and cared about. If everyone around Royal Woods found out about this, then there would be an angry mob involved and try and kill the sisters as werewolves. Apparently, there are many things that many people wouldn't be able to handle, and it would be like Frankenstein, but with werewolves involved instead of a walking corpse with many body parts attached to it.

Poor Lincoln even wondered if his sister will stay themselves, or if the beasts inside of them all will get the best of their minds. Instincts are too strong to control, even for a wolf, or a werewolf. He didn't want to stress it too much, for it was making him sick to his stomach.

Besides, he knew that stressing out about it day after day will do nothing but hurt himself. "Okay, Lincoln," he said out loud to himself. "Don't panic, you can do this." he even clasped his fingers on the sides of his head. "You can get through this."

As he went back inside, he saw Lola and Lana fighting like wolves again, and it was over the last cookie from the jar in the kitchen. "Come on, Lana!" Lola growled. "I'm way better than you!"

"Wrong! You know I am stronger! You're just good at getting angry, princess!" Lana retorted as they were using their teeth to hurt one another. They erre even growling and snarling like wolves or dogs and Lincoln had an idea.

"Guys, guys!" Lincoln tried to intervene. "I have an idea."

He grabbed the last cookie from the jar, making the twins shout: "Hey!" however, they weren't angry anymore when Lincoln split the large cookie in two, and gave one half to Lana, and the other half to Lola. The twins smiled gratefully, and said: "thanks Lincoln.:

And they weren't fighting anymore. "No problem." the boy remarked. Suddenly, he felt himself being tackled by Lynn, and she was spinning him down with her hands, and she wasn't even a werewolf yet when she started growling at him as if she was about to eat him.

Lincoln looked very scared, but Lynn began panting like a happy dog, and began licking his face over and over again with her tongue. "Gotcha, Lincoln! Let me give you a kiss!" Lynn playfully said.

"Gah! Hahaha! Lynn, that tickles!" Lincoln laughed as he was struggling. "Lynn, this is so weird! Wait until you become a werewolf!"

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself." Lynn stooped kicking she got off of her brother. "I'll wait until night comes."

"Yeah, you do that." Lincoln muttered sarcastically. He then felt the weight of Lynn get off of him, and he got back on his feet again. Dinner Time was almost a foot, and the father was preparing to cook some beef stroganoff for everyone in the whole kitchen, considering the fact that he is the best cook in the household. He would make sure that there would be more beef in the stroganoff than he would usually cook on those days.

Lincoln then got on the couch, and waited for dinner to come in the evening, and he laid on the couch while crossing his arms behind his head. He was feeling so much pressure in this and he didn't know if he can last three weeks until Lisa gets the cure ready for everyone. He could probably go insane from trying to keep order in the house, and not even the parents would be enough to control the girls if their instincts got the best of them all.

If their instincts did kick in and they try to eat Lincoln, he would be in for the fight of his life, or if he had to fight for it that is. Sighing, Lincoln felt something sit on the couch next to him. "You okay, dude?"

he recognized that voice anywhere, it was Luna. "Hey Luna," he said. "Just trying to deal with this werewolf thing. Do you guys swear you won't let the... bestial instincts control your brains if it happens."

"Ah, come on, dude." Luna scoffed. "That will never happen. Werewolves or not, you're our brother."

"Good. Just try not to howl at the moon like last time. You know how bad it will be if everyone in town found out you were werewolves."

"Pfft, come on. Stop worrying too much, Lincoln," Luna patted him on the back gently three times. "We'll be fine."

After a few hours, dinner was ready, and Lynn Sr is happy to cook the food for everyone in his family. The stroganoff was very yummy, and when he got the bowls of stroganoff for the kids, the sisters began eating in a savage way, including baby Lily. For Lincoln, he, along with his parents, were the only ones that were eating their dinner normally.

"Oooookay." Lincoln said as he took a small, third bite of the noodles and meat pieces, "this is... a nice dinner night."

"heh, I agree with you, Lincoln." said Rita in a sheepish voice, and a nervous smile on her face. "But, the food is really good."

More sounds of the girls growling were heard as they were still eating. Surprisingly, they ate their dinner so fast, and they didn't even care if the food was still a little too hot to eat.

Lincoln was already halfway done when the sisters were done eating. "Well, you're a little slow, Lincoln." said Lori. "Aren't you hungry?"

"Oh yeah."

"Well, i guess you girls are excused." said Lynn Sr. The girls did just that, and got out of the dining table and resumed their normal activities. It was just then the sun had officially gone down, and the girls were transforming into werewolves again. The fear from before came back to Lincoln, and he was still nonchalantly eating the stroganoff. As soon as the girls were officially transformed, Lincoln is expecting the worst.

"This just keeps getting weirder."

"Come on, sport." said Lynn Sr. "We'll be fine. Besides, it will probably be a treat for us.'

"Treat?" the girls came in the room, and they looked excited.

"Where's the treat?" said Leni

"I want a treat!" Luna added.