AN: Still taking suggestions! Please let me know if you have any! I'm really starting to run out of ideas, and I was wondering if anyone had any torture requests of either character (bc who knows, maybe there's someone out there who actually doesn't like Linnie. Idk). This one's a few words off from my usual goal, but I've gone a good bit over in most of the other chapters, so I guess this is ok.

As the sun had finally set and the sky had emerged into a starry pitch black, Linnie sighed as he put away the rest of the dry dishes, making sure each plate was sitting upright in the rack before turning the sink water off, and folding his frilly, pink apron. The kids had already been put to sleep and Linnie had made sure that each of them had a hug and a kiss goodnight, and a story ready to them. Linnie took a deep breath, finally able to relax after Nora had come home angry as usual, screaming and chugging down beers like the world's end was imminent. All he had wanted now was to take a shower and go to bed.

But as he had gotten ready to turn the kitchen light off for the evening, Linnie's tiny nose suddenly smelt a slight burning sensation. He looked over at the stove to see that all of the eyes were turned off, and the oven wasn't heated, but rather the burning, woody smell traced outside, coming from the backyard, with a orangish, yellow glow complimenting the door, making Linnie's chest tightened. He dropped everything he had in his hands and threw open the door underneath the sink, scavenging through Nora's liquor and whiskey bottles before reaching the fire extinguisher, flying out the back door.

"Nora..Nora! What are you doing! Stop!", Linnie yelled as his panic suddenly made him drop the extinguisher and snatch a book out of Nora's hands, as they stood around the campfire, "Nora! What are you doing with these? These are our family books!" W-What..are you trying to burn them?"

"Duh! What does it look like, dumbass?", Nora said, taking another swig of the 6th beer she had that evening.

"W-W-Why? I..", Linnie had trouble coming with the a sentence, hoping that the scene he had just witnessed was all some sort of cruel dream that he would wake up from, "I-I don't understand.."

"The fuck is there to understand? I need more space in the basement. An old friend of mine from high school got in touch with me the other night and is offering me this big ass whiskey barrel you can filter and get shots out of. I'm dumping out some of these boxes, and these don't hold that much goddamn value."

"Nora! No, you can't do that! I..t-they're mine too and…", SLAP

"I can do whatever I goddamn please, Linnie! The last time I fucking check, your dumbass wasn't signed on any of the bills! And the last fucking time I check, I hadn't seen your ass leave the house to go work for 10-12 hours for an ungrateful ass family!"

"B-But if you're not happy with this family, then why are you punishing us? I-I don't understand, Nora.", Linnie whimpered as he cradled the book in his arms, "These have pictures of our children in it. W-why would you have sex with me, knowing well you weren't going to be happy?"

"You really think I wanted to have sex with you? You raped me, dumbass! I was drunk, and you took that as a fucking opportunity. You raped me, and made yourself look like the fucking victim so that you could raise those fucking bastard kids without repercussions!"

"Nora, I-I didn't rape you.."

"Yes you did! You should know drunk people can't give consent!"

"Nora please, I didn't come over that night to have sex with you. B-But I'm not having this conversation right now.", Linnie frowned, angry tears nearly forming in his eyes, "I-If you didn't want this, then why didn't you just give them to me? I..don't you understand how much value these photos have?"

"Linnie, I really don't give a damn about your feelings. You know, I can't live around here knowing that these bastard children are a part of my life."

"Please stop calling them.." PUNCH

"Don't swear at me, you little shit! Only I get to! ME!", Nora screamed, her body tensed up as she entered fight mode. "Quite frankly, you should be grateful I'm doing this instead of what I had wanted to do, instead!"

"W-W-What are you talking about, Nora?", Linnie stuttered, his body shaking as he clutched the book close to his chest, backing up as Nora snarled, like a tiger targeting its pray. Her yellowish teeth flashed as her cyan pupils shrunk, looking at Linnie with a manic look on her face. Though he tried to back out as fast as he could, Nora was faster, eventually reaching him and grabbing him by the waste, her hands squeezing his butt cheeks as she smiled at him with a manic, almost insane sort of pleasure.

"Believe me baby doll, if I had told you, then you would be begging me to burn the books instead."

"Nora you're n-n-not making any sense..you're not…", Linnie's heart suddenly dropped and his body froze in place, "you…you don't mean…you don't mean our children, do you."

"Well then, I guess you're not as big of a dumbass as I thought, Lin!", Nora shouted, "Now give me the fucking book before that does happen! This shit isn't up for fucking debate!"

"NORA STOP!", Linnie screamed, as Nora lunged forward to grab the book, though Linnie kept a firm grasp on the book. Nora tugged and tugged as the pair got closer to the campfire in the middle of the backyard, the fire not showing any signs of burning out. Nora attempted to dig her feet into the ground, trying to turn themselves so that Linnie was in front of the fire.

"LINNIE! I'm giving you one last fucking chance to let go! Otherwise, you and those bastard children of yours are about to take their reserved seat in the pits of hell where you belong! Or all that all of you fucking did to me!"

"Nora! We didn't do anything! Please, stop!", Linnie begged, tears flowing out of his eyes as he started to hyperventilate, though grateful none of the children were bearing witness, "Y-You don't have to do this! I-If you're not happy then leave! Just leave and never come back!"

"It's too fucking late for that! I've invested way too much money on you little assholes, and all of you had wasted every last cent of my damn paychecks! Now! Give me the fucking book, BITCH!", Nora screamed as she tugged on the book hard, her body jerking violently back and forth. Linnie felt his fingertips slip tightly as he felt the book slowly being pulled towards Nora, as she kept pulling. But all of the sudden, Linnie had finally let go of the book, and pushed Nora back, losing her balance as she fell, falling into her campfire, and dropping the book as the pictures fell.

"GOD! LINNIE, GET THE FUCKING FIRE EXTINGUISHER! AH GOD! AHH", Nora screamed bloody murder as Linnie scattered around the yard, grabbing the extinguisher and spraying it all over Nora, though to no avail. The foam had only dimmed down the fire as Nora continued to scream and roll around, yelling and cursing as her body burned, her voice crying out in major pain.

"L-Linnie AH! C-Call an ambulance! NOW!"

"O-Ok Ok! Oh no..Nora, get out of the fire! J-Just..", Linnie ran inside and grabbed a bucket sitting outside the door. He filled it with cold water from the kitchen sink, before he ran out and splashed it all on Nora, who lied there as the smoke filled up. Her body had started to turn a charcoal color, with red and black bruises around as she lied there, panting and wishing she were dead.

"Nora! A-Are you alright? Nora?", Linnie asked, kneeling down to look at the bruises. With her unburned arm, Nora smacked Linnie's hand before she winced, pulling her arm back as she cried in pain.

"J-Just go get a fucking ambulance, Linnie."