In Loona's room, Lincoln was sitting on the bed and looked around. "Not insulting your room or anything," he said to her, " but don't you... you know... clean up?" He covered himself and grabbed his new tail as a comfort pillow. Lincoln probably did that to cover himself in case Lok a would hurt we since she had the worst kind of temper, far worse than Lola even.
"What are you doing?" Loona said.
"I shouldn't have asked you that question." Lincoln blurted. "I'm not insulting with how you live or I'm not judging you. You're rook is kinda... I don't know if I should say it... disorganized?"
"No, it's cool." Said Loona. "I know you never judge people." She sniffed her nose in front of him. "I can smell it in you."
"Ah."
"Besides, I don't give a fuck about what people think of me anyway, let alone Blitzo."
"Ok, I might not have known you as Blitzo has, but I can tell other peoples' opinions on you don't matter to you."
"not even about my breath." Loona smirked. She sat on the bed with him. "But this is Hell, no one cares about many things being clean here. So why should I bother cleaning my room in the first place."
"Good point." Lincoln rolled his eyes. "So you can help me with my French?"
"Oui, petit garçon." Loona winked at him. Just sit back and listen as I go over this with you, s'il vous plait."
"Ou ho, oui, ma Cherie." Lincoln smiled
"But don't call me that. I mean it." Loona narrowed his eyes at him.
Lincoln looked a little scared and saw how serious Loona was. "Got it. I'll never call you that again."
"Good."
So she began giving him some phrases in French to him for the makeup exam remember the phrases and sentences to ace it when the time comes. "Cochon." Lincoln said, which was the French word for a pig. "Mouton." He added, which was the French word for a sheep.
Loona smiled and said: "C'est bon, mon ami. Bravo."
"To think I would hear Loona, a rude and uncouth hellhound speaking a beautiful and divine language such as French Moxxie shrugged off.
"Hey! My baby girl is not uncouth!" Blitzo immediately took offense to that. "Loona is the classiest girl you would ever want to meet."
"You give her too much credit, sir."
"bullshit, Moxxie!" Blitzo argued. "Complete and utter bullshit."
"hey hey hey, take it easy, man." Said Vortex, trying to intervene. "Lincoln's a little stressful as it is. Don't wanna make it worse."
"He's right." said Millie. "At least argue when he is not here right now."
"He started it!" Moxxie and Blitzo pointed at one another in a childish manner.
"I don't care who started it!" Millie said in an exasperated voiced. "I will finish it!"
"I'm there with ya, girl." Tex cracked his oversized knuckles to prove his point. When his knuckles cracked they were heavy and shattering, implicating how strong he was with his muscular physique.
Both Blitzo and Moxxie became scared and stopped their arguing. If there was one thing they didn't want, it would be making a big, scary hellhound like Tex angry. By the looks of his fists, they would be powerful enough to break one's spine with just one punch.
"Sorry," they both said in unison.
about thirty minutes passed and Lincoln was feeling confident already in his French exam when he gets back to school, thanks to his hellhound friend. "Merci, Loona." Lincoln said
"De rien, Lincoln." She gently ruffled the top of his head, "so what do you wanna do now?"
"Well I haven't had any breakfast this morning, so I'm starving."
"I know a good place." Loona said
"It's not poisonous is it? Not for humans at least?"
"No, nothing bad." Loona said. "It's called the Big Bad Blood restaurant, and it's like a burger joint."
"Oh. That sounds good. As long as I don't eat any blood."
"No, it's optional." Loona nodded her head. "After all, the office is still smelling like shit from the durian that a certain idiot planted in it."
"Did you kill Blitzo?"
"Nah, Verosika did. And she made him pay dearly."
"Ah."
They got out of Loona's room and the female hellhound told the gang where she and Lincoln wanted to go. They all liked the idea and loved the Big Bad Blood restaurant, and happily went with them to the joint just five blocks over.
They all made their order and Lincoln got himself a regular cheeseburger while the imps got double cheeseburgers, and as for Loona and Tex; they got burgers with five patties in it instead of just one or two. At first, Lincoln was surprised but remembered that hellhounds have a bigger appetite than humans do.
The food did taste good and the boy was glad to have come here.
"So Loona said the office still stinks." Lincoln said before taking a bite of his burger.
"Yes, thank you Blitzo." Said Millie
"I said I was sorry didn't I?" Asked Blitzo
"My mouth still suffers from the smell of that so-called fruit a little." Loona angrily pointed at her adopted father.
"Sorry you had to go through all of that, Loona." Said Lincoln
"No, it's not your fault, squirt." Loona angrily glared at Blitzo again.
"Yeah, we all know who's fault that is." Tex pointed. Just then, Verosika came in through the door, and it surprised Lincoln. He thought that Verosika would prefer places like at a fancy restaurant since she is very famous and rich.
nevertheless, the kid was on good terms with her and he wondered what she would think of him that he turned into a Hellhound.
Many people crowded around her and took photos of her, to the point of it becoming annoying.
"Uh-oh. I gotta help her." said Tex. He got out of the booth to help her out and broke a couple of demons' necks with his beefy hands and brute strength. "Back up!" He shouted at the army of crazed fans. "Give her some space for Satan's sake!"
immediately, the fans backed away from her and went back to their food (only because they didn't want to end up like the poor souls who got their necks broken like branches.
"Thanks Tex." Said Verosika. "Where would I be without you?"
"A mess?"
"Exactly." Said the male hellhound.
"So have you heard from Lincoln yet? I tried visiting him on Earth but his family said he was down here with that female hellhound."
"Well technically he's not sick anymore, but he still has Hellhound fever." Tex said. "He's over there."
The female pop star looked over to where Lincoln was sitting and the boy slightly covered his face so he wouldn't possibly make a scene. "Lincoln?" She said. She and her posse walked up to the counter and saw the change Lincoln experienced last night. "Is that you?"
"Well yeah, it's me. I got hellhound fever, and it turned me into a monster." Lincoln admitted, getting out of the booth. "I wasn't expecting this to happen though.
"You're..." Verosika put her hands over her mouth. "You are so cute!" She grabbed him and held him in her arms like a baby. "Look at you, you are like a puppy."
"I can buy a million of him!" Said Apple. "Not saying I would buy you, but just look at ya."
"So this is what happens when humans get Hellhound fever?" Said Coco
"Looks like it. I never asked for any of this and I don't know if it's permanent or temporary."
"Oh, you are so soft. I can use you as my own teddy bear." Verosika hugged him, with her fur coat brushing against him. "Good thing I found you, didn't I."
"Hey hey hey! That's enough!" Blitzo said. "Lincoln is a person, not an object... or a pet."
"Oh shut the fuck up, Blitzo," the Succubus gave him a disdainful look. "I wouldn't treat Lincoln any less, hellhound or human."
"Whatever, as long as you don't access any of his holes."
Verosika became angry and said: "how many times do I have to say it? I am not a child molester!"
"Umm, please don't put me in this." Lincoln said
"No no, I'm not trying to put you in the middle of this, Lincoln."
"Yeah, my beef with Blitzo has nothing to do with you." Verosika added. "Since you are better, you wanna do something fun?"
"Maybe later, but first I wanna eat. Can't do anything on an empty stomach. That and as long as it's not on Earth. The last thing I want is an angry mob chasing me out of town with torches and pitchforks."
"You still got your cute sense of humor." Verosika hugged him again.
"Can he be any more precious?" Asked Kiki.
"Yeah this kid is everything." said Ace.
"so glad we met you, little man." Said Josh.
"Poor, lucky Lincoln." Said Blitzo in his head. "Being fawned over by a bunch of sexy girls like this. They always have a thing for younger men anyway."