Okay I know I may have raised some red flags last time, and I can't say I'm proud of what I subjected the Loud Sisters to at the hands of Lincoln's crazy and unhinged ex-fiancé Paige. Death would have been too cliché and boring, but that's not what this fic is about. Anyway I hope you like this chapter, because it starts a new phase in the plot of this fic.

I would like to thank all 24 authors who favorited my story, and the 28 that are following. And let's not forget everyone that came to support me through this crazy ordeal, I know some of you had concerns early on and I understand. But I assure you that my intentions are to make an interesting story with a very unique plot and story. For both Loud House and my Star vs The Forces of Evil fic, their just stories made by a guy that just want's to write fanfiction. I'm not a writer, I'm not an author. I am just a guy, who is trying to make art. Unusual and out of the box art.

Anyway, on with the show.

"Ooooohhh Lincoln."

"Ronnie... Anne..."

It was the night before Tabby's concert, the wife of Lincoln's old farm-boy friend from school Liam. After meeting up with the country-speaking redneck, he gave Lincoln too backstage passes to his wife's next concert here in Samoa. The two could have really used the break come Friday tomorrow night, work has been an absolute bitch to these two. With Lincoln he got off an 14 hour long shift after he sent out a coupon for frozen smoothies on the hottest day on the island, and he also had to clean the bathrooms. Which is already bad enough, but when the place you work is right next to a Mexican restaurant that had spicy taco coupon day. The stench was worst then the times he had to change his sister Lily's diaper, especially since he sometimes fed her mashed up peanut butter and sauerkraut sandwiches.

But that wasn't as stressful as Ronnie Anne's day, about a quarter of the staff at her business main office had came down with the mumps forcing her to take over everyone that was sick. She sighed so much paperwork and typed so many emails by the end of the day her wrists were locked in a typing cramp. She also had to get lunch for everyone, cleaned the office, sit though a million pointless meetings, all in just one eight hour day.

So neither of them were in great spirits that night, and they wished it was tomorrow already. Friday's was the one day a week Lincoln had off, and all of Ronnie Anne's ill employees would be back to work that day.

So to help ease their stress, they offered each other some 'dirty' deeds. It was about 12:45 and right now, Ronnie Anne was riding Lincoln like a hyper active bronco. The two covered in sweat as their escapades were steadily reaching the climax.

"Ronnie... about to..." he moaned out.

"Me... toooooo" she moaned as well. The two going full speed ahead as they each hit their respective climaxes, Ronnie Anne sighing of satisfaction from the 3rd load of seed into her womb of the night as she collapsed on top of her lover. They laid there panting from the long fucking trifecta, Lincoln rubbing Ronnie Anne's back.

"I never get tired of your seed Link." Ronnie Anne panted after a hard three hours worth of love making with her husband Lincoln.

"And I never get tired of giving it to you Ron." He softly said as he pulled the covers over their bare and still connected bodies.

"Oh yeah, nothing on Earth can possibly ruin this moment." she sighed blissfully as she and her hubby were about to catch some much needed Z's after a long day's work.

"I need your help."

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! The two jumped as they heard a voice. "WHO'S THERE?!" Lincoln shouted as he waved a flashlight around like a weapon, while Ronnie Anne hid herself with the blanket.

"Down here."

The two leaned over the edge of the bed, and freaked when they saw a 4 year old kid in a trench coat and detective's hat, "Was I interrupting something?" The two just stared like deer in a headlight. "I'll just wait for you two in the kitchen." They said in an odd mix of a southern and British accent as they walked out of the room, leaving the two adults beet red and sweating more than usual.

"Who was that kid?"

"And how did h they get in here?"

"Well let's just see what the little one wants, Ron."

"Yeah, after we put on some pants."

-10 minutes later-

The two adults had just walked into the kitchen, each wearing a bathrobe, and saw their diminutive visitor sitting on the counter sipping a juice box. "Okay first things first, who are you and how did you get in through the highly volatile and dangerous security measures I have recently installed!?" Ronnie Anne demanded angrily. Then plays a few shots with cameras, motion sensors, lasers, electric gates, mines, toxic gas pit, etc.

The guest just finished his juice box, grape flavored. And they stoically answered, "I came in through the front door." He gestured to the said door which actually was wide open. Ronnie Anne just face palmed, 'Should have thought of that!'.

"And as for your first question," They removed their hat to reveal.

"Thy name is Charles William Garfields, but my friends refer to me as Charlie." Charlie was a little light skinned boy with short black hair, a small buck tooth, and small scar on his left cheek.

"Wait as in..."

"Yep," he interrupted Lincoln, "Son of Tabatha Garfields Munk, or as y'all say in the Rock and Roll industry 'TGM'."

"Wait, Rock-o's friend has a kid? Isn't she a bit young to be mother? She's a touring musician for Pete's sake?" Ronnie Anne wondered.

"Liam told me they were at a Drop In Boys concert sometime before graduation, and told me they did a little more than 'rocking' in their dressing room. They were banned from all their future concerts after that, even as an opening act." Lincoln explained.

"Yeah, after having me and as Ma's rock career had took off, they decided to get their degrees online during tours." He told them, then cleared his throat. "But on to more pressing matters, do either of you happen to know a Paige Willows?"

The adults eyes glared the camera zoomed in, "Paige!" they growled.

"I see, and you should probably know that he's after you're husband ma'am." the little boy said.

"But why, I left an exact clone of Lincoln so she wouldn't realize he's gone!" Ronnie Anne wondered.

"Did you use Lisa's experimental cloning pen? That one was a prototype with many bugs, anyone could know it was fake in a second." Lincoln told her, then thought a little bit. "Well, maybe not Leni."

"Yes, and well after Lincoln No. 2 was out, one thing lead to another and..." Charlie sighed sadly.

"What's wrong?" Lincoln asked as he and Ronnie Anne stood on either side of the gloomy looking boy.

"My mom's in trouble."

GASP!

"Paige had implanted a highly dangerous micro bomb to her brain, and she threatened to blow her to bids at the concert tomorrow night unless..."

"Unless..." they leaned in.

"Unless dad... brings you" Charlie pointed to Lincoln, "To a rendezvous where some big guys are gonna take you to that mad woman." Lincoln went wide-eyed. "And kills you." he then pointed to Ronnie Anne.

"Grrrrr, that crazy bi-" he stopped his swear when he looked at Charlie, "bite in the butt."

"Jeez, she sounds worst than I was." Ronnie Anne figured.

"You don't even know the half what she's doing, all I can say is that Paige is hellbent on getting her revenge on you Ronalda for taking what was hers." Charlie gravely said.

"Gaaaah," Lincoln banged his head on the counter, "Why do I always get the crazy ones? No offense Ronnie."

"None taken. But I think I can help you." She said.

"Really?" Charlie said as he lifted his head to face the Latina woman.

"Of course, I flew through a online surgery course with ease." she bragged leaning an arm on her arm against the counter and looking at her nails, "I successfully removed a tracking chip from a central nerve on Lincoln's neck."

"Wait what?" Lincoln asked confused as he lifted hid head of the marble top, "When was this?"

"I think around the end of chapter two, before we got on the private plane." Ronnie Anne answered.

"Ai."

"I don't know what you two are talking about, but frankly I don't care." Charlie said before hopping off the counter, "Just please get that bomb out of my mother! And be careful at the concert."

They nodded with serious looks on their faces, "Will do!"

"Good, now I got to head home before my ma and pa find out a snuck out."

After Charlie left the mansion, Lincoln and Ronnie Anne stared at one another in content. They don't know what to expect, but one thing is for certain. They need to avoid Paige at any costs, and whoever the crazy psycho got her grimy hands on. They will certainly be avenged.

Speaking of which.

Yeah I know last time was against every law of fanfiction, but I have seen things with much worst and in more painful detail. Those were times of my life I am never getting back, just bare with me.

With the little 'fiancé' from crazy-ville, she was now ramming a very hard strap-on into Luna's poor flower while simultaneous massaging her boobs. She had already broken her seven younger sisters, and Leni and Lori were trembling before Paige would get to them. Even though she was living a nightmare, a teeny tiny part of Luna's subconscious was starting to like this. One time she and her now-wife Sam were watching a movie at her house with Luan and her now-wife Maggie, and afterwards the four indulged in... special activities. Until they combined their things in a little four way, since then the musician and comedian of the Loud family had developed a little fetish for bondage and BDSM. Luna can see the little smile of satisfaction and guilt forming on a broken Luan chained to the ceiling, and found herself starting to like the overly rough thing that is Ramming RIGHT INTO HER...

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she panted from the long turn she had. The awful nine hours she had to endure. Her loads of juices now mixed with her other defeated and used up sisters as Paige pulled out of her and removed the pseudo-dick.

"And then there were two." Paige smiled like a mix of the Joker and the Grinch at a glaring Lori and a whimpering Leni.

"How do you sleep at night?" Lori growled.

"Like a baby, on a Lincoln Loud body pillow. Rest up now, because tomorrow." She leans into Luna's ear and whispers, "Either I get the Link, or send Tabby to the higher brink." she then blew in ear and gave it a light kiss, before skipping away maniacally laughing the whole way. Leaving the sisters til morning.

Luna whimpered as she raised her head, "We-we...we gotta get out of here!"

"Well thank you, Kathy Obvious!" Lola screamed, the other nine sisters looked to the miserable diva weirdly.

"What did you say?" Lynn asked trying to bring life back into her legs.

"I said 'Thanks, Kathy Obvious'." Lola shrugged.

Lily who was teary eyed from the horrors she has witnessed, "Did she say, 'Kathy' Obvious?"

"I believe the correct saying is 'Captain Obvious'." Lisa told her trying to think of way out of her binds.

"Really?" Lola asked.

"Uh huh." they said simultaneously.

"Who would Kathy be?" Lori questioned.

Lola just started to tear up, "KATHY COULD BE A CAPTAIN!"

The ten just cried as they knew they were likely never getting out of their predicament.

"Lincoln, if you're okay out there. Be careful!" Lori prayed.

"Yeah, and stay away from the awful monster that is Paige!" Leni yelled.

"I heard that!"

They just gulped.

What is going on to me? Why am I doing this? I used to write happy fun stories, and a sequel series to a cartoon about a part time hero. Now look where I am!

Zoryan (Zo-ry-an) Delores Wughanda Fryauntus Caesar Andrade Beethoven El Muerto the 3rd! This is your life now.

I promise things will get lighter for the sisters in future chapters, but Paige is just getting started on her madness train to Lincoln City. What will happen at the concert? Can Ronnie Anne save Tabby before Lincoln is taken to a loony? Can the sisters stay strong?

Will my non-fat vanilla soy latte ever get here?

Find out next time on,

What's Rightfully Mine: Story of Ronnie Anne!

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