It was a normal day at the city of Royal Woods, and the Gothic sisters, Maggie and Haiku, were talking in the latter's bedroom while the former brushed her hair.

"You sure you want me to deal with Lucy's jock of a sister?" Maggie asked in the middle of the brushing. "I've heard horror stories of both her questionable hygiene and her brutal attitude. Mostly the questionable hygiene, though."

"I want to see if she's the reason for why Lucy's so downbeat all the time," Haiku answered. "If she has something to do with that, then I might be able to fix the situation, bring a smile to Lucy's face, and help her get out of that Gothic phase,"

Suddenly, Haiku grew angrier as she finished, "So that you'll finally stop pestering me about how Lucy's a bad influence on me, and I can finally take a breather from all the goth-emo confusion nonsense!"

Haiku calmed down afterwards, and apologized once she saw Maggie flinch in the mirror. "Sorry, I... couldn't keep my anger to myself in that time."

"Suppressed anger, huh?" Maggie sighed and continued the brushing. "Aim it at yourself and keep it up for the rest of your life, and you'll most likely get an idea on how I feel in general. Anyway, you want me to come with you, just in case the jock tries to interfere?"

The young poet sighed and looked away. "I know you don't like Lucy that much, in fact, you probably don't like most of the Louds-"

"Actually, I don't care about most of them," Maggie clarified. "Luan, Lucy, and Luna are the only ones I don't like, I'm neutral with everybody else, including Lincoln."

"Okay, Lucy and Luan, I get why you wouldn't like them, but why do you dislike Luna?" Haiku scratched her chin as she tried to remember what the rocker looked like. "She's the one who plays music at the park every Wednesday, right? She's awesome!"

"I'm a fan of emotional hardcore music, and she prefers rock music," Maggie shook her head. "By musical standards, we're fated to be enemies. Granted, I do think her music's good, but still, she doesn't seem to specialize in the sort of music I like, so yeah, fated enemies."

Haiku rolled her eyes. "Alright then, whatever you say, just please promise me that if you're coming, that you'll behave yourself."

"I'm coming whether you like it or not, Helen," Maggie bluntly stated. "And alright, I'll try to make sure nothing bad happens."

The poet took a sigh of relief and smiled, prompting her older sister to return the smile as she continued the brushing. At least until Haiku asked:

"So, how long are you going to brush my hair? I could swear you've brushed it like 25 times already."

"And I'm only halfway through," Maggie stated. "I was once pestered by one of the Louds that the best way to keep the hair in a "perfectly fashionable" sense was to brush it fifty times, and she promised me that she would leave me alone if I tried it."

Haiku raised an eyebrow. "Did you try brushing your hair first?"

Maggie smirked and ruffled the poet's hair. "I did, but I figured yours would be much prettier."

"Hey, watch it!" Helen giggled as she flailed her arms up and down. "You're messing it up!"

"Oh no, I totally didn't mean to do that!" the emo replied in a melodramatic tone. "Now I have to do it all over again!"

Haiku leaned back and exclaimed, in an equally melodramatic tone, "Oh the horror!"

The sisters shared smiles, and promptly laughed out loud.

Sometime later, at the Loud house...

After finally surviving the fifty brushes of hair, Haiku and Maggie found themselves outside the Loud house's main entrance, where Haiku was about to touch the doorbell, before Maggie stopped her. The emo went in front of her sister, crouched down with her, and then touched the doorbell, only for a mechanical arm to burst from the wall, and throw a pie at air, right where the sisters would otherwise be.

"I had a feeling Luan had messed with the doorbell," Maggie said as she stood up. "Knocking the door is much safer."

Haiku promptly knocked the door three times, and Maggie prepared her traditional greeting: Flipping the bird at whoever answered the door. She did hide the bird when she saw Lincoln answer, though.

"Oh, hi Haiku, hi Maggie," the boy calmly greeted. "What brings you here?"

"I came here to discuss some things with Lucy, try to get closer and all that jazz," Haiku hastily explained before pointing at her sister. "Maggie came along so she could interact with Lynn, and hopefully keep her occupied while Lucy and I use our poetic minds to create something neat."

"Hey, Lincoln," Maggie crouched down and flipped the bird at Lincoln. "When you get the chance, give this to Luan, alright?"

"Uh, sure?" the boy rubbed his arm. "But I honestly don't think she'll get the message coming from me."

Maggie brushed the boy's hair. "Then just tell her that I sent it. That should clear up any confusion. Anyway, is your jock sister here?"

"I brought Maggie along to try keep her busy while I talked with Lucy," Haiku hastily explained.

"She's in the backyard." Lincoln casually answered.

The sisters nodded, then exchanged a pair of looks before Haiku went upstairs, while Maggie went to the backyard... where she spotted a small figure, arms folded and sporting a serious look as the wind blew in her direction.

"Greetings, Haiku." the figure greeted, narrowing her eyes.

"I'm not Haiku, I'm her sister, Maggie," the emo deadpanly corrected as she walked towards the jock. "I was sent here to deal with you, while she deals with Lucy."

"Ha! So she was so scared of me that she decided to send somebody else to deal with me?" Lynn scoffed. "Listen up, send your sister this message: I won't let Lucy become friends with a weakling! If she wants me to accept her and Lucy's friendship, then she'll have to show her strength to me!"

Upon hearing the mockery the jock threw at her sister's direction, and without hesitation, Maggie swayed her hair and cracked her knuckles. "I have a better idea: How about I make it clear to you that I won't let you mess with my sister's relationships the only way people like you can understand?"

Lynn smirked and put her hands on her hips, "Fair enough, but don't come crying to me when I beat you senseless!"

Maggie simply chuckled before gesturing Lynn to run after her, with the jock charging towards the emo, who subtly smiled moments before she was attacked...