If you are still recovering from an April Fools prank apocalypse, you'll recall that Lincoln and Ronnie Anne formed an Easter Fools Resistance Group to combat Luan's pranks in an attempt to stop her and get Marty back. When they got to the Loud House, a lot has happened.

Zach, who had tagged along with Lincoln and Ronnie Anne's E.L.F., was secretly working for Luan and her L.A.F.F. group and he managed to lead the remaining E.L.F. into a trap. However, when it was down to just Lori, Lincoln, and Ronnie Anne, Luan took to the roof with Marty out of panic.

And by the time the rest of the Loud Family returned to the Loud House, the unthinkable happened as Luan accidentally threw Marty off the roof of the house! Luckily, Lincoln caught the baby before he could meet a terrible outcome, but the sole boy of the Loud Family suffered a severe injury after getting accidentally hit by Lori's SUV.

As a result of her April Fools Day shenanigans, Luan was confined to her room for up to three months and was stripped of her comedian and social privileges until further notice. But although Easter ended in total disaster for the Louds, something else was going on in Motor City.

In the days prior to Easter Fools, Whitney and QT had driven to the Boblo Building in Detroit where they met Rosato's niece and leader of her mob-like organization, Gloria Pietersen. But how did Whitney and QT join Gloria's group? And just what exactly is Gloria planning? To find out, let's go back to the day when Whitney and QT first met Gloria.

Side Chapter 4A: Big Meets and Big Plans Part 1

Three days ago, in Gloria's office...

[The rain continued to pour outside as Whitney and Thicc QT remained in their seats while staring directly at Gloria. The ringleader of her growing underground mob rested her right leg over her left as Rosato and Nellie remained by her sides. Apart from her white half-mask, black coat, and matching black gloves, the blonde woman also wore a pair of black latex pants and a pair of black and blue running shoes.]

[Gloria then lowered her right leg, rested her elbows on the desk, and clasped her hands together as she spoke directly to Whitney.]

Gloria: "So, Miss Whitney Whetta... My uncle and consigliere heah told me some very interestin' things about you."

[Gloria pointed her thumb to Rosato for a brief moment as she spoke.]

Gloria: "And from what I understand, it appears that you and I share a common adversary, am I right? Am I right?"

[Whitney nodded.]

Whitney: "Yes... Lori Loud."

Gloria: "Exactly! So why don't we discuss this matter in a more, eh... lady-like manner?"

[Whitney and Thicc QT looked at one another and nodded before Gloria spoke again.]

Gloria: " So... Whetta... My uncle told me dat dis Lori Loud dame done ya wrong. Why not share with me ya story and maybe your fairy godmother Glory can help ya out-"

Whitney: "Gladly!"

[Whitney interrupted Gloria as the latter was nearly finished speaking. After a few seconds of silence, Whitney took a deep breath before telling her story to the woman in black.]

Whitney: "It all started sometime last year. Back when that bumbling idiot Bobby Santiago moved in with that literally worthless Lori Loud."

[Whitney spoke the word "literally" as she mimicked Lori's voice.]

[After about five minutes, Whitney told her whole story up to this point. Gloria smirked as she listened to every detail.]

Whitney: "And thanks to your uncle, I figured out why Royal Woods was attacked by Mr. Santiago and his thugs in the first place. Of course, while Mr. Santiago DID lead the attack, the true reason behind said attack was all because of Lori and Bobby's fornicating. A real sophisticated woman, such as myself, should not allow themselves to let it all hang out before burdening themselves with their own pitiful mistakes! And anyone who encourages and supports such mistakes, including their own families, should be shamed and punished for it as well!"

Gloria: "Do tell, Whetta. Doooo tell."

Whitney: "The fact of the matter is that I want to get even with that Whori for what she did, and her entire family, if possible! And Mr. Rosato says that you can help me do just that."

[Gloria looked away for a brief moment before speaking again.]

Gloria: "Dat I can do, Whetta. Dat I can do. You see; I've been cookin' up a big plan dat'll make them Louds regret da day they evah allowed those two horny kids to make fools of us."

[Whitney raised an eyebrow.]

Whitney: "You don't say? Care to explain that to me?"

Gloria: "Oh... Aw geez, uh..."

[Gloria hissed as she bit her lower lip and rubbed the back of her head.]

Gloria: "Yeah, I'm sorry, Toots. Dat information is classified- And I mean HIGHLY classified to anyone except those that I can trust."

Nellie: "Dat includes me, of course."

[Whitney groaned and crossed her arms.]

Gloria: "BUT... if ya REALLLLLLLY wanna know what I've got in store, you'll haveta attend the big meeting dis Sunday night. And in order to attend said meeting, you'll haveta be initiated into our lil' club on Saturday."

Whitney: "Initiated?"

Gloria: "It's just a little twist on an old tradition used by the Sicilian Mafia. My uncle told me a thing or two about dese customs when I was young. But anyways, only when you attend the meeting will I explain what we have in the works. Capisce?"

[Whitney sighed.]

Whitney: "That's fine by me, Ma'am. I AM quite eager to know what you have planned for Bobby and Lori."

[Gloria grinned and gave a small chuckle.]

Gloria: "Believe me, Blondie. You do NOT wanna miss it. But, eh... In the meantime... I think my uncle can book you and your cuz a room in a motel for da next few nights. Dat way, you can get yourselves prepped up for the big meet, and maybe get acquainted with my capos as well."

[Whitney stared at Gloria for a moment before answering her.]

Whitney: "Sounds good enough to me."

Thicc QT: "I guess it'll, like, have to do. Plus, I'm curious to know your friends a little."

[Gloria smiled.]

Gloria: "Good tah know... And by da way... joining our organization ain't gonna be dat easy, just so ya know. You two gotta WORK for it, see? Just like how I worked to get to where I am now. All ya haveta do is run a few... errands for me before you qualify for initiation. Let's call them... trials of loyalty. You scratch our backs, and we'll scratch yours. And believe me, dearies, that is an offer you can't refuse. So, what do ya say? Won't you shake the hands of your new employer?"

[Gloria extended her right hand out to Whitney and her left hand to Belle while crossing both arms.]

[Whitney pondered Gloria's terms for a few moments before smiling as she shook Gloria's left hand.]

Whitney: "Very well... I will do whatever you say, and whatever it takes to make Lori pay."

[Thicc QT shook Gloria's other hand, albeit in a more hesitant manner.]

Thicc QT: "Like, I'll take you up on your offer, Miss Pietersen."

[Gloria chuckled before looking at Whitney.]

Gloria: "Atta goil, Whits! I knew we were on da same page..."

Whitney: "I know..."

[Gloria then turned her head to look at Thicc QT.]

Gloria: "And as for you... Thicc QT, was it? You'll do fine, just as long as you have your cuz by your side."

Thicc QT: "Like... Thanks, Miss Pietersen."

Gloria: "Now you goils get your pretty lil' asses outta heah. Uncle Rocco will stop by to give you your first task foist t'ing in da mornin'."

[Whitney nodded as Gloria looked over at Nellie.]

Gloria: "Nellie... be a dear and escort our new errand goils downstairs, would ya?"

Nellie: "You got it, Glory. Let's go, goils."

[Whitney nodded before she and Thicc QT got up from their seats and turned around to follow Nellie out of the office.]

[As Nellie, Whitney, and QT were halfway to the double doors, Gloria's attention shifted to the brunette woman. The half-mask woman smirked as she focused her eyes on QT's round derriere as the brunette strutted her way towards the doors.]

Rosato: "So what do you think of them, Gloria?"

[Gloria kept staring at QT's backside as she answered her uncle's question.]

Gloria: "Well, Unc, in my opinion, I think there might be hope for Whitney yet. And as for her cousin..."

[Gloria let out a small lustful chuckle as she watched QT and Whitney finally exit through the double doors.]

Gloria: "Dat's a whole lotta woman she's got back d'ere. Ya know what I mean?"

[Gloria sighed as she was lost in thought over Thicc QT and her figure. Rosato sighed and rolled his eyes before leaning over the desk and snapping his fingers right in front of his niece's face to wake her up.]

[Gloria then snapped out of her hypnotic trance and cleared her throat before looking at her uncle.]

Gloria: "As I was sayin', Uncle Rocco... Once Whitney and her cuz pass my tests, dey'll do just fine..."

[Gloria leaned back in her chair and twiddled her fingers as she stared at the doors.]

Gloria: "Juuuuust fine..."

The next day, at a motel in Downtown Detroit...

[In a mid-tier two-bed motel room downtown, an alarm clock went off at eight in the morning, prompting a groggy Whitney to move her hand around the end table until she felt the clock. Upon silencing the alarm, Whitney slowly sat on the edge of the bed and yawned while stretching her arms. She then looked over at QT, who was still fast asleep in her own bed next to Whitney's. It was amazing to Whitney that her cousin could still sleep through the loud beeping of the alarm.]

[In any case, Whitney stood up before going into the bathroom to get ready for when Rosato arrives. Her sleepwear consisted of a white tank top and pink pajama shorts.]

[As Whitney was changing into her business outfit, she heard a knock at the front door. Whitney called out to QT, who had just been woken up by the sound of the knocking.]

Whitney: "Would you go and get that, QT?!"

[QT moaned and moved the covers off of her before getting out of bed. The brunette was wearing a white dress shirt along with a black thong that did little to preserve modesty down below. She then walked over to the door and looked through the peephole to see Rosato standing outside as he held a doggie bag from Burpin' Burger in his hand.]

Thicc QT: "Mr. Rosato?"

Rosato: "Hello, Miss QT. Is your cousin in there with you?"

Thicc QT: "Yes, Mr. Rosato, just hold on a minute. I'll go get her."

[Thicc QT turned around and rushed over to the bathroom door before knocking on it.]

Thicc QT: "Whitney, Mr. Rosato's outside waiting for you."

Whitney: "And you didn't let him in, because?"

Thicc QT: "Because I'm not fully dressed! I can't have him see me like this!"

[Whitney groaned.]

Whitney: "Fine! I'll go let him in while you make yourself decent, okay?!"

Thicc QT: "Thank you!"

[And with that, Whitney came out of the bathroom fully dressed in her business attire, allowing QT to go in and shut the door. Whitney then approached the front door and opened it to find Rosato waiting patiently until his eyes shifted to the young blonde.]

Rosato: "Ah! Good morning, Miss Whetta. I figured you and your cousin might be hungry, so I brought over a little breakfast."

[Whitney rolled her eyes and allowed Rosato to come into the motel room before shutting the door. Rosato then sat on a chair by the window, reached into the bag, and took out a breakfast sandwich wrapped in paper before tossing it over to Whitney, who managed to catch it before sitting down on the edge of her bed as she faced the man.]

[As Whitney unwrapped her sandwich, which consisted of sausage, egg, and cheese on an English muffin, Thicc QT came out of the bathroom fully dressed in her white business attire before approaching Rosato, who reached into the doggie bag again and pulled out a second sandwich.]

Rosato: "You hungry, Miss QT?"

[Thicc QT shrugged before Rosato handed her the sandwich. The brunette then sat next to her cousin on the bed before proceeding to unwrap her own sandwich, which was bacon, egg, and cheese on a croissant.]

[Rosato then took a third sandwich out of the bag and unwrapped the paper, revealing it to be just sausage on a biscuit. As he took the first bike of his sandwich, Rosato looked over at Whitney and Thicc QT and saw the former taking the sausage patty out of her sandwich before tossing it into the empty doggie bag.]

Rosato: "I can see that you're not particularly a meat eater."

[Whitney was chewing a bite of her sandwich and swallowed it before answering Rosato.]

Whitney: "Of course I'm not... and neither is QT."

[QT took the bacon strips out of her own sandwich and tossed them into the doggie bag before proceeding to eat said sandwich.]

Thicc QT: "Like, I have to keep an eye on my figure, you know?"

Rosato: "I respect that."

[Rosato looked away as he thought for a moment.]

Rosato: "If Gloria were here, she'd say something among the lines of 'I'll watch it for you'."

[Rosato then turned his attention back to Whitney and Thicc QT before speaking.]

Rosato: "Now then, for your first job, Gloria needs you to buy some dinner for her and her friends tonight."

[Whitney scoffed.]

Whitney: "Is that all? That sounds pretty easy."

Rosato: "Well... not quite, I'm afraid..."

[Rosato reached into his suit and took out a few hundred dollars before tossing the wad to Whitney, who managed to catch it in her free hand.]

Rosato: "You see... We're not talking about Burpin' Burger or any of those fast food joints. We're talking about high-class cuisine, food made by professionals, masters, culinary artists. I'm talking about Falcone's."

[Whitney smirked.]

Whitney: "Mmm... Not a bad argument, Mr. Rosato."

Thicc QT: "She's right. I've never been to Falcone's before, but I've, like, read about their food and decor on social media. Most critics gave the place a recommendation of five stars."

Rosato: "I'm glad you girls are interested."

[Rosato then handed Whitney a list. The blonde woman looked over it as she was nearly finished with her sandwich.]

Rosato: "Gloria has made it clear that this task will be small potatoes compared to what she'll have you do next. All you have to do is order everything on the list and deliver it all to the Boblo Building... right up to the main office. Is that understood, girls?"

[At that moment, Whitney and Thicc QT had both finished eating their meatless sandwiches before crumpling up the wrappings and tossing them into the doggie bag.]

Whitney: "Of course, Mr. Rosato."

Thicc QT: "Like, okay."

Rosato: "Good... Now get on out there."

[And Rosato pointed his thumb to the door, prompting Whitney and QT to stand up before they proceeded to head outside.]

Rosato: "Oh, and Whitney?"

[Whitney and Thicc QT stopped at the door and turned around to look at Rosato, who had just finished eating his sandwich.]

Rosato: "Gloria wanted me to relay a small warning to you... So whatever you do..."

[Rosato squinted his eyes as he looked directly at Whitney.]

Rosato: "Do not... fuck up... this order... Capisce? Her words, not mine."

[Whitney retained her confidence while Thicc QT bit her lower lip with worry before the both of them walked out the door.]

That night, in Gloria's office...

[Gloria sat at a table in her office playing poker with Nellie, Mary, and Pamela. The ringleader smiled as she shifted her eyes from her deck of cards to her subordinates.]

Gloria: "HAH! Full house, bitches! Check it!"

[And Gloria laid her cards on the table, revealing her score to the other players.]

Nellie: "And it looks like da Gloriator wins again."

Pamela: "That's a good game there, Glory."

Mary: "No way, boss! This game has got to be rigged!"

Gloria: "And you coitanly know about riggin', don't ya, Lil' Miss Vegas?"

[Nellie laughed when she heard what Gloria said.]

Pamela: "She's got ya there, Mary!"

[Mary simply groaned and rolled her eyes. She moved to Las Vegas sometime after her high school years and has made a living as a hustler. Only when Rosato approached her did she move back to her hometown to help Gloria.]

[At that moment, the doors opened and everyone turned to see Rosato walk in, followed by Whitney and Thicc QT, who were holding plastic bags in their hands.]

Gloria: "Game's ovah, goils! Our grub is here! All cards off the table, NOW!"

[With that, the group of four moved everything off the table as Whitney and QT approached them with the bags.]

Gloria: "So how did it go? You get everything on the list?"

[Whitney and QT took a few plastic containers out of the bags and set them on the table, all of which were labeled.]

Whitney: "Let's see... One chicken parmesan sub for Nellie, one Greek salad for Marylin, one order of boneless buffalo wings with a side of fries and a small cup of ranch for Pamela, and one shrimp scampi pasta for Gloria. Don't you worry. I checked every last detail."

[Gloria then took one of the containers and opened it to inspect its contents. Then she passed the other containers to Nellie, Mary, and Pamela, who then checked their respective orders in turn.]

[As the four women checked their meals, Rosato approached the table and placed six empty wine glasses in front of each person sitting there.]

Gloria: "So far so good."

Nellie: "I agree, Glory."

Mary: "I see nothing wrong with my meal."

Pamela: "Mmmm... That looks dee-lish."

[And with that, Gloria took a plastic fork and used it to pick up some noodles and a piece of shrimp before taking her first bite.]

[Whitney and QT watched as Gloria slowly chewed her food.]

Whitney: "So... how did we do?"

[As soon as Gloria swallowed her first bite of scampi, she looked over at Whitney with a stern expression on her face.]

Gloria: "I gotta tell ya something, Whitney..."

[Whitney's eyes widened as fear began to take hold while Thicc QT, feeling the same fear, clung to her cousin's arm.]

Gloria: "This is... without a doubt... one damn good pasta! Heh! It reminds me of what my Ma used to make, rest her soul."

[The other three women were also eating their food without complaint.]

Pamela: "I tell ya, Falcone's don't make chicken this good!"

Nellie: "No shit!"

Mary: "Yeah, and this salad ain't half-bad, either."

[Whitney and QT both heaved a sigh of relief.]

Rosato: "I'm glad you're all enjoying your dinner, ladies, because I have an exquisite chianti to top it all off."

[Rosato then walked over to the table as he held a wine bottle in his hands.]

Gloria: "Alright, Uncle! Why don't you pour it on for us?"

[With that, Rosato popped the cork and poured the right amount of the wine into everyone's glasses.]

[Gloria raised her glass of wine as she looked at Whitney and Belle.]

Gloria: "Why don't you goils join us? Whatever you're craving, we can all share it with you. Call it our way of sayin' thanks."

Whitney: "Well... I guess we could sit down. What do you think, QT?"

Thicc QT: "Sure! I could join you four for dinner. But I'll just have some salad, if that's okay."

Gloria: "That's good... Have a seat."

[Gloria grinned as Whitney and QT sat with the four women for dinner.]

[As the group of six dined together, Mary offered some of her salad to Belle while Gloria offered some scampi to Whitney.]

[By the time everyone had finished eating, the six women raised a toast to a wonderful meal and tapped their glasses together before sipping their wine. Whitney and Thicc QT drank their wine slowly as they did not want to risk getting intoxicated.]

Gloria: "You know, Whits, I think you might have what it takes to make it in this business."

Whitney: "Thanks, Miss Pietersen... I guess."

[Gloria then looked over at Thicc QT and raised an eyebrow.]

Gloria: "Now, before we go anywhere..."

[Gloria then eyed Mary and Pamela.]

Gloria: "Mary, Pam, you goils mind gettin' outta the office? I need to have a woid with my associates... specifically Miss QT."

Mary: "Whateva ya say."

Pamela: "Not a problem, boss."

[And with that, Mary and Pamela got up from their seats and left the room, leaving only Gloria, Nellie, Whitney, and Thicc QT at the table.]

Gloria: "Alright!"

[Gloria clasped her gloved hands together as she looked directly at QT.]

Gloria: "Now, Miss QT, I just need tah know one lil' thing heah. What is your real name?"

[Thicc QT's eyes widened when she heard what Gloria had said.]

Thicc QT: "Like, do I have to say my real name?"

Gloria: "Hey, don't worry about it, Toots. We won't share ya poisonal info with nobody except dose within our group. Isn't that right, Nell?"

[Gloria looked at her right-hand woman, who nodded in agreement.]

Nellie: "Of course, Gloria."

[Gloria then turned her attention back to QT.]

Gloria: "See, QT? You have my promise."

[Gloria gave Thicc QT a wink as the brunette pondered for a bit.]

Thicc QT: "Well... if it's just for, like, business... I guess I can totally do it."

Gloria: "Super! So what is your name? Don't be shy. Maybe you can write it down for us, just to keep it hush-hush?"

Thicc QT: "How do I do that?"

[Gloria handed QT a napkin that came with the order from Falcone's.]

Gloria: "There's some pens on the desk. Feel free to go over there and take one."

[Thicc QT took a deep breath before scooting backwards in her chair and standing up. She then began to strut over to the desk as Gloria eyed her buttocks.]

Gloria: "Oh, look at that."

[When Thicc QT reached the desk, she leaned over it to reach for a pen from the mug as Gloria kept her eyes on the prize.]

Gloria: "That's right, Sweetheart... A little farther."

[Nellie rolled her eyes and sighed when she took notice of Gloria ogling the young brunette woman's behind, which was now partially exposed when she leaned over the desk.]

[Finally, QT managed to grab a pen and walked back over to the table. The moment she sat back down in her chair, QT used the pen to write her name in cursive on her napkin before handing said napkin back to Gloria, who looked over the name; Belle Fox.]

Gloria: "So dat's your real name, huh? Belle Fox?"

Belle: "Like, don't mention my name to anyone, please? I prefer to be called Thicc QT around other people, or just QT for short."

Gloria: "Heh... Interestin'. VERY interestin'..."

[Gloria then crumpled up the napkin and put it in her coat.]

Gloria: "Y'know, I knew a real Fox-y girl back in high school once. Real popular with the guys back then, she was. Musta been ya muddah or someone in particulah. If dat's the case, den you must have her good genes."

[Gloria pointed her index finger at Belle's hips with a smirk and a wink. Belle could only respond with a blush and turn her head while Nellie frowned.]

Belle: "I'm, like, totally flattered."

Gloria: "Anyways, goils... Heah's looking at you at the big meet this Saturday! As well as what's to come the following day! Both of ya! Now let's shake on it."

[Gloria extended one hand out to Whitney and the other to Belle while crossing both arms. Whitney gladly shook Gloria's left hand while Belle reluctantly shook her right.]

Gloria: "Sistah, you and ya cuz will be set for life once you both go through with dis ritual! All you gotta do is accomplish dem remaining trials and everything will be just... peachy."

[Whitney and Belle simply looked at each other before nodding.]

[Over the course of two days, Whitney and Belle had undergone various trials for Gloria. Some of those tasks were quite simple, pertaining to collecting stuff or pickpocketing, while others were more tricky, like hotwiring an old car or plain burglary. However, Whitney and Belle had managed to overcome these jobs, though Whitney did most of the work while Belle watched her back.]

[And soon enough, the two young women would be left with just one more task.]

March 31st, Whitney and Belle's motel room...

[On the very morning of the last day of March, Whitney and Belle were sitting on the former's bed watching a news report on the TV. They were both in their business attire in case Rosato showed up at this very moment.]

Announcer: "And now it's DCN for Motor City's morning news at 9, co-hosted by Deter Mannington and Ferris Wallis!"

Deter: "Good morning, folks. I'm Deter Mannington."

Ferris: "And I'm Ferris Wallis."

Deter: "And thank you for tuning in to DCN at 9:00. We are now on the air and streaming live on the DCN app."

Ferris: "Our first story for today, controversial bubblegum pop singer and social media influencer, Veronica Maysilee, has just been released from jail following her arrest by members of the Detroit Police Department. Maysliee was charged with multiple counts of public indecency to young male minors, as well as getting into a relationship with an 11-year-old boy and nearly having her way with him."

Deter: "We now go live to the courthouse in Downtown Detroit where our field reporter Tanner Trapp is covering Miss Maysilee's upcoming press conference. You're on the air now, Tanner!"

[The screen then cut to a male reporter standing in front of the courthouse as he spoke to the anchorman via his microphone.]

Tanner: "Thank you, Deter. As you can see, I'm standing in front of the Detroit Courthouse where Maysilee is expected to make a public statement involving her allegations. The police say that they found hard evidence and it will most likely spell the end of Maysilee's five-year long music career. Let's see what Maysilee has to say..."

[Whitney and Belle watched as a young dark tan-skinned Asian woman wearing a long white coat that covered her entire body took the stand in front of the courthouse as she faced numerous reporters, including Wesley Delmar of Royal Woods' own Channel 3 News. Belle frowned as she saw the woman on the stand.]

Belle: "Like, my God... That's Veronica... I can't believe she'd be capable of such depraved acts."

Whitney: "I can... What kind of girl would have the gall to show off her body to underage boys?"

[Standing beside the young woman was a thin, nearly-bald man in a gray suit who was around his mid 60s and wore thin rectangle eyeglasses. This man had to be Veronica's defense attorney.]

Defense Attorney: "Good morning, folks... My name is Sherman Sullivan of Rosato & Sullivan, and my client would like to say a few words regarding her behavior. Go ahead, Miss Maysilee."

[The attorney stepped aside and allowed Veronica to take the stand.]

Veronica: "Thank you, Mr. Sullivan."

[Veronica cleared her throat before speaking to everybody.]

Veronica: "Ladies and gentlemen of Motor City... I am sorry to announce... that the allegations against me... are all true... I have made the mistake of exposing myself to young boys in the past and recently found myself in a relationship with one. The truth is... I am a drug addict. That's right! My manager forced me and my girls to take drugs before our performances just so he could control us. I am a normal human being, but every time my bandmates and I take those drugs, they make us do crazy things, and I'm the one affected the most... I just never thought they'd drive me to destroy children's innocence as well. But in light of all of this, I have agreed to a deal from the court; From this day forward, my friends and I will retire from our music careers and go into rehab, even if it also means going our separate ways. I am very sorry for everything that has happened, and I hope that someday, we will all put this behind us. Thank you."

[The lawyer then leaned over to the microphone and spoke into it.]

Sullivan: "You heard it from my client, people. She has agreed to check herself into rehab."

[And with that, most of the reporters supported Veronica's decision, but Wesley didn't appear to be very convinced.]

Sullivan: "And now if you'll excuse us, Miss Maysilee has a long road to rehabilitation ahead of her and we have some work that needs to be done going down that road."

Tanner: "And there you have it, folks... Veronica has just confirmed her wrongdoings and has agreed to give up her music career and go into rehab to cure herself of her drug addiction. But we all know how old habits tend to die hard, especially in the city of Detroit... And knowing this, will Veronica stay true to her word and find salvation? Or will she somehow delve back to the sins of her old demons? Only time will tell... Back to you, Deter."

Deter: "Thank you, Tanner. In other news-"

[Belle sighed with disappointment as she used the remote to turn off the TV.]

Belle: "I don't know if I should be, like, relieved or disgusted at this revelation."

[Whitney then put her arm on her cousin's shoulder.]

Whitney: "Come on, Belle, I know you're a big fan of that Maysilee girl, but she was eventually bound to fall, just like how it happened to Lori."

[Whitney sighed.]

Whitney: "To be honest, I really pity that poor woman."

[Belle ignored the part about Lori and focused her mind on Veronica.]

Belle: "Well, whether or not these allegations are true, I just hope that Veronica gets the help that she needs."

Whitney: "If I had the time, I would've gladly helped Veronica overcome her problems and live a normal life- maybe even better than the life she had before."

[Belle smiled at her cousin.]

Belle: "Would you, Whitney?"

Whitney: "Of course, Belle... No woman should have to be held back by drug addictions or unwanted fetuses."

[Belle looked away for a moment as she thought about what Whitney had said.]

Belle: "Well... I guess that kinda makes sense... Thanks."

[Whitney frowned as she stared at her cousin.]

Whitney: "Poor naive Belle. She must be really ignorant to how society works."

[Whitney then looked away for a few moments and began staring at the front door.]

Whitney: "Why must you make me resort to this, Lori?"

Belle: "Whitney? Are you still there?"

[Whitney snapped out of her thoughts before turning her head to look at Belle.]

Whitney: "Oh, um... Sorry about that, Belle. I must've zoned out for a moment. What were you going to ask me?"

Belle: "When is Mr. Rosato coming?"

Whitney: "Oh... He shouldn't be too long, Belle."

[Just then, the two women heard a knock on the door.]

Whitney: "That must be him now, and right on cue, if I might add. Belle, would you be a dear and go and get the door for me?"

[Belle sighed and got out of bed before making her way over to the door to answer it. After looking through the peephole, Belle opened the door, and as Whitney predicted, there was Rosato standing outside with one hand in his left pocket.]

Rosato: "Hello, Miss Fox. Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Belle: "Like, of course, Mr. Rosato. Do come in."

[Rosato walked into the motel room as he eyed Whitney, who was now sitting on the edge of her bed.]

[Belle shut the door and walked over to her cousin's bed before sitting next to her.]

Rosato: "Hello again, Whitney."

Whitney: "Yeah, sure... So, what do you need us to do today, Mr. Rosato?"

[Rosato sat in the chair by the window as he faced the two girls.]

Rosato: "I think the real question is; What does GLORIA need you to do today."

Whitney: "Another task, no doubt."

Rosato: "You've guessed right... In fact, you've done so well these past few days, Gloria wanted me to inform you that this next task will be your last."

Belle: "You mean we're, like, nearly finished?"

Rosato: "Precisely, Ma'am... You girls just have to do this one last task for Gloria and you are officially in her club."

[Whitney smiled as she clenched her fists.]

Whitney: "Finally! And on the last day of the month, too. So, what exactly is this final task that Gloria wants us to do?"

Rosato: "I'm glad you asked, Whitney. Apparently, somebody forgot to pay a weekly tribute to Gloria. A local baker in Downtown Detroit. But between you and me, I think he's just trying to hold out on her."

Whitney: "Is that a fact? So, what is it that we need to do?"

Rosato: "I just need you and Belle to go with Nellie to the shop and teach that coward a lesson. Make him see what happens when you try to cross the Den Mother. And since this will be your final test, I have something that will be of great help to you."

[Rosato reached into his suit and pulled out a snub-nosed revolver before walking over to Whitney, whose eyes widened when she saw the weapon in her employer's hand.]

Whitney: "Wait... You're not suggesting that I shoot somebody, are you?"

Rosato: "Not exactly. I just need you to keep that cocksucker at bay until he decides to pay up. And if he doesn't, Nellie will bash his legs into mush. But only use this gun if you feel threatened, capisce?"

[Rosato gave Whitney the revolver as Belle looked on with concern.]

Belle: "A gun? Like, isn't that a little extreme?"

[Whitney looked over at Belle before regaining her composure.]

Whitney: "We're not going to shoot anybody, Belle. At least, I'm hoping that it doesn't have to come to that."

Rosato: "I wouldn't count on it, Whitney. What your cousin just said is quite sad, but I'm afraid it's not too far from the truth. But in the end, it's all just the natural order. You're about to enter a certain point in time where you'll have to defend yourself and others by any means, even if it involves death. That piece you now carry in your hand is your only means of protection, and you must use it wisely."

Whitney: "I'm still not sure about this, Mr. Rosato..."

Rosato: "Whitney, this final job will prove that you and Belle have what it takes to join Gloria and her organization. Just remember that once you accept this task, there is no turning back. And if you feel that you're not ready to take on this burden, well... I think you'll know what will happen. So, what's it going to be? Your life... or your morals? It's really your choice."

[Whitney looked at Rosato, and then she looked at the gun.]

[Finally, Whitney took a deep breath before giving Rosato her answer.]

Whitney: "Okay, Mr. Rosato... Let's finish this."

Rosato: "That's a good girl. I know you'll make Gloria proud once you pass this final test."

[Belle started worrying about what was going to happen, but decided not to say anything about it and go along for the ride.]

Rosato: "Alright, now that we've gotten all that squared away, follow me. Nellie and Katherine are waiting for us in the car."

[And with that, the trio left the motel room and went to the parking lot where Rosato's car sat. The car's windows were tinted black so that nobody could see Rosato when the car passed them.]

[Sitting in the passenger seat was Nellie in her usual attire as she held an empty black leather bag on her lap while Katherine sat in the far right of the back row seats wearing a business suit and sunglasses to hide her identity.]

Whitney: "So what's Mulligan doing here?"

Rosato: "She's going to be our lookout. Now what do you say we get down to business?"

[Katherine sighed before looking out her window as Whitney and Belle got in the back with her.]

Whitney: "Okay, so how are we doing this?"

Nellie: "It's very simple, Whits. Kathy's gonna wait outside and look out for the coppers while you and your cuz help me do my business. It's as simple as hitting a baseball out of the park."

Rosato: "Enough talk, girls! Let's get going."

[Rosato then started the engine and backed out of his parking spot before exiting the lot and driving towards Downtown Detroit.]

A few minutes later, in Downtown Detroit...

[As the group of five drove to the business, Rosato looked at Whitney and Belle through the rearview mirror.]

Rosato: "So, ladies, did I ever tell you that I was a hitman for the Partnership?"

Whitney: "Really?"

Rosato: "Oh yes! In fact, my first big hit was Jimmy Hoffa. I was nearly 20 at the time."

[Whitney raised an eyebrow at Rosato.]

Whitney: "That's... really interesting."

Nellie: "I believe him! Every woid of it! He practically shot Hoffa in the parking lot of a restaurant outside the city and stuffed him in the trunk of his car! To dis day, no one even knows it was him!"

Belle: "Wow... I never knew that."

Rosato: "I'd tell you where I hid the body, but only on my deathbed."

[Katherine rubbed her chin as she thought about what Rosato just claimed.]

Katherine: "I've read about Jimmy Hoffa when I was in high school, but nobody really knew what actually happened to him. Could Rosato really be the man responsible for killing Hoffa all those years ago?"

Rosato: "Well, here we are... Murdoch's Bakery."

[Rosato parked the car right up to the curb in front of a bakery downtown and shut off the engine. The sign on the building read MURDOCH'S BAKERY in blue capital letters.]

Rosato: "Alright, now all of you get out of the car and get to work. Katherine, you wait outside and guard the door. Make sure that no cop sees what's happening."

Katherine: "Got it."

Rosato: "Nellie, take Whitney and Belle and talk with our baker friend about our dues."

Nellie: "No problem, Mr. R."

Rosato: "Whitney and Belle, get your masks on and follow Nellie's lead."

[Whitney nodded and put on a snake mask while Belle put on a bumblebee mask.]

Whitney: "We're ready."

Nellie: "C'mon, goils. Let's go pay da baker a lil' visit."

[And with that, the four women got out of the car. Katherine stood by the front doors of the bakery while Nellie, Whitney, and Belle proceeded to go in.]

Rosato: "Remember, Whitney."

[Whitney turned around to look at Rosato.]

Rosato: "Once you and your cousin finish this task, you will both be initiated by tonight... I guarantee it."

[Whitney nodded before following Nellie into the bakery.]

[Upon entering the bakery, Nellie walked over to the front counter while holding the bag in her left hand and her bat over her right shoulder as she looked directly at the man behind it, whose smile faded as he saw the woman in front of her. The man was thin and was in his mid 40's as he wore a pair of black square-rimmed glasses along with his work attire.]

Nellie: "Hey-yah, Mr. Murdoch!"

Murdoch: "Oh, uh... Hey, Nellie. What would you like today? Banana cream pie? A dozen assorted donuts? I've got a special red velvet cake for sale if you want that."

Nellie: "Mmm, that DOES sound tempting, but for right now..."

[Nellie placed the empty bag on the counter before leaning her arm on said counter as she looked directly into the baker's eyes.]

Nellie: "Me and my goils just stopped by to let ya know dat da Den Mudduh ain't too happy dat you ain't givin' her fair share. Care to explain? Protection ain't free, ya know?"

[The baker nervously rubbed the back of his head and winced before answering Nellie.]

Murdoch: "Well... I've been busy, okay? I mean, with work and my family and whatnot, you know?"

[Nellie then eyed the desserts inside the counter display and licked her lips.]

Nellie: "Those are some really tasty sweets d'ere, Mr. Murdoch. How I would hate to see all of them go to waste."

[Mr. Murdoch sighed and raised his hands in defeat.]

Murdoch: "Okay, Nellie, you've made your point. I may have some money saved under the counter. Just let me reach down there and get it for you."

[And with that, Murdoch bent down to pick something up as Nellie looked back at Whitney and Belle with a proud smirk on her face.]

Nellie: "See what I did d'ere, goils? It's almost like a... cakewalk. Get it? Cakewalk?! 'Cuz we're in a bakery!"

[Whitney rolled her eyes and groaned while Belle giggled a little.]

Whitney: "Please don't. I don't want to be reminded of that one sister of Lori's. The one with the braces."

[Whitney spoke softly so that no one could hear her.]

Nellie: "Oh, I crack my ass up sometimes."

[That was when the sound of a shotgun being pumped was heard, prompting Nellie to drop her bat and put her hands up.]

Murdoch: "No more, Nellie! Enough is enough!"

[Nellie slowly turned around with her hands still raised and saw Murdoch with a shotgun aimed directly at her.]

Nellie: "What the hell's this then?"

Murdoch: "You can go and tell your crazy boss that I'm not giving you or your girls another cent!"

Nellie: "Ehhhh... I wouldn't wanna pull dat trigger if I were you, Murdoch. You ain't got the balls for it."

Murdoch: "Oh yeah? Try me! I've got a business to run and a family to feed, and I don't need a bunch of pissed-up women playing gunmolls telling me how to run my business!"

[Suddenly, a gunshot echoed in the bakery and the baker screamed in agony as he dropped to the floor while holding his leg, which was now bleeding.]

Murdoch: "Damn it!"

[Belle gasped and covered her mouth as she looked at her cousin, who was now aiming her revolver at the downed baker. Whitney had shot Murdoch in the leg to incapacitate him and Belle was now on the verge of tears as she watched in horror.]

[Fearing for their lives, the other patrons ran out of the bakery to avoid getting caught in the altercation.]

[Upon hearing the commotion and fearing for the safety of her unborn child, Katherine quickly stepped aside before the doors immediately burst wide open and all the patrons ran out screaming in terror.]

[Whitney then walked over to the baker while still aiming her gun at him before kicking his shotgun away.]

Whitney: "You should've paid the Den Mother back when you had the chance, you stupid little man. So you can either pay up now, or you'll end up baked in the oven like a birthday cake and the whole place goes up in smoke! Whatever happens next is your choice!"

[And just to prove her point, Whitney spun the chamber of the gun a little before aiming the weapon at the baker's forehead. Belle covered her masked face and looked away as she feared the outcome.]

Murdoch: "Okay! Okay! Okay! I'll pay up! Just don't kill me, please! I've got a husband and two little girls waiting at home!"

[Whitney disarmed her gun and twirled it a little before tucking it in her handbag while Nellie lowered her hands and picked up her bat before holding it over her shoulders as she approached Murdoch.]

Nellie: "Thank you, Doc. I knew you'd come to ya senses again. Looks like you may be able to keep your business runnin' after all."

[Nellie then helped Murdoch to his feet and guided him back over to the counter. Nellie then looked over at Whitney as Murdoch began loading money into the bag.]

Nellie: "You did real good, Whits. I've got a feelin' da Big G will be very pleased. Now why don't you goils get back to Mr. R while I take care of things from heah?"

[Whitney nodded before she and Belle walked outside while Nellie picked up her cell phone and called somebody as she kept her eye on Murdoch, who continued to fill the bag with dollar bills.]

Nellie: "Hello, Big G? You're not gonna believe what just happened."

Gloria: "What is it, Nell?"

Nellie: "Whitney did an amazing job bringing Mr. Murdoch down to his knees, and I mean dat quite literally because she shot 'im right in da shin and threatened him good and propah! I'd say she and her cuz have passed dat final test of yours with flyin' rainbows ovah heah!"

Gloria: "Dat's great, Nellie! I knew dose goils would come through! As soon as you collect our cut from dat meeky mook, you bring Whitney and Belle right back ovah heah so we can get 'em good and proper for da initiation tonight!"

Nellie: "No prob, bahss. Just as soon as ah'm done ovah heah, I'll bring the money and our soon-to-be made wimmin ovah to ya post-haste."

[Back outside, Whitney, Belle, and Katherine had just gotten in the back of Rosato's car before the blonde and his cousin took off their masks.]

Whitney: "Damn... It's so hot in this stupid mask."

[While they all waited for Nellie to finish her transaction, Rosato looked at Whitney through his rearview mirror before speaking to her.]

Rosato: "I take it that everything went smoothly?"

Whitney: "Almost. The baker tried to fight back, but I managed to get him to stand down."

Rosato: "Nice job, Whitney! I think Gloria is going to be very pleased at your performance once Nellie informs her."

[Rosato smirked for a brief moment before his attention shifted to Belle, who was still shaken over what had transpired in the bakery.]

Rosato: "By the way... What is the matter with your cousin, if I may ask?"

Whitney: "She's just a little shaken up, but she'll get over it... hopefully."

Rosato: "I see."

[Rosato then looked at Whitney again just as Nellie emerged from the bakery while holding the now-loaded bag of money in her left hand and her bat in her right hand.]

Rosato: "So... what do you think of firing your first gun?"

Whitney: "Well... at first I wasn't too sure. I only acted out of instinct when the baker held Nellie at gunpoint."

[Just then, there was a knock on the passenger door window, and Rosato looked over to see Nellie looking directly at him.]

Nellie: "Hey! How was I supposed to know dat Murdoch would have a shotgun on him?!"

[It was quite clear that Nellie had overheard what Whitney had told Rosato, and she felt a little jealous.]

[In any case, Rosato unlocked the door, allowing Nellie to get in. Nellie then set the bag of money on her lap before shutting the door. Once everyone was accounted for, Rosato drove away from the bakery.]

[As they drove through the city, Rosato looked at Whitney through the mirror again.]

Rosato: "You were saying, Whitney?"

Whitney: "But from that moment I shot the baker in the leg, I felt like... that I was... in control. It's almost as if... that gun you gave me... also gave me... more strength... more power over others... All the same, I made sure that the baker paid his dues."

Rosato: "Oh, it's just a flesh wound. I'm sure he'll walk it off... with a limp. No need to worry about a thing."

Nellie: "Yeah! Dat'll teach dat coward to weasel his way out of paying the piper."

Whitney: "Well... Okay, whatever you say... I don't suppose you want the gun back?"

Rosato: "Whitney, Whitney, Whitney... that gun is your ticket to staying alive in Gloria's line of work, and I've got a feeling that you're going to need all the protection you can get. So to that end, Dollface, I say that gun is all yours."

[Whitney felt tempted to pull out her gun and shoot Rosato right there, but she kept her cool, knowing full well of the consequences. She had decided early on to only use her gun in the event of an emergency or if absolutely necessary, and she wasn't going to waste a bullet on her new employer.]

Whitney: "Thank you... Mr. Rosato."

Rosato: "My pleasure. But in any case, now that you've passed your final trial, you can consider yourself and Belle made by nightfall."

[Whitney smiled while Belle looked at Rosato with confusion.]

Belle: "But... I didn't, like, really do anything... I just stood there and watched."

Rosato: "Madam, what you did in that bakery does not matter in the slightest. Gloria insisted on having you made solely for participating in her trials."

[Belle rubbed her left arm as she tried to process what Rosato just told her.]

Belle: "Oh... Okay... I guess..."

Later that evening, at the Detroit Harbor Terminal Building...

[Whitney and Belle followed Rosato into a waiting room on the 9th floor of the Boblo Building. The two young women had spent the last few days doing numerous tasks for Gloria's group and tonight was the night they were going to be official members, or "Made Women", as Rosato put it.]

[As they approached the waiting room, Belle whispered into Whitney's ear.]

Belle: "Whitney... I'm kinda scared."

[Whitney put her hand on Belle's shoulder to reassure her.]

Whitney: "Just take it easy, Belle. It'll be alright."

[As soon as they entered the room, Rosato turned around to face the two women.]

Rosato: "Now just to remind you, we are doing this one at a time. When the first one of you enters that room, you will do as you are told, no questions asked... Capisce?"

[The two girls nodded before Rosato turned his attention to the brunette bombshell.]

Rosato: "Okay, then... Miss Fox, you're up first. Miss Whetta, you wait here and we'll be ready for you in just a moment."

Whitney: "Take all the time you need, Mr. Rosato."

[Whitney looked over at her cousin before patting her on the shoulder.]

Whitney: "Good luck in there, Belle."

[With that, Belle took a deep breath and nervously followed Rosato into the next room. Whitney sat down in one of the chairs in the waiting room and bided her time. After a few minutes had passed, Whitney got up and started pacing around the room as she thought to herself.]

Whitney: "Don't think this is over yet, Whori. You can't forget about me that easily. You ARE going to get what's coming to you, and the same goes for your dumb boyfriend, your dorky little brother and his girlfriend, and the rest of your family as well. I promise you... You WILL... pay..."

[Finally, the door opened and Rosato poked his head out before speaking directly to Whitney.]

Rosato: "Okay, Miss Whetta. It's your turn now. Come right in. They're all ready for you."

[Whitney took a deep breath and stood up.]

Whitney: "Right... Let's do it."

[With that, Whitney followed Rosato into the next room, which appeared to be a dimly lit board room. About 10 people were gathered around the long table as Whitney walked in, the majority of them being female. Gloria and the higher-ups of her organization were gathered to welcome Whitney, who took her stand beside Belle.]

[The young brunette stood by the table and looked down at the floor as she now wore a lightly-bloodied bandage around her left thumb.]

[Gloria stood at the very end of the table while Rosato stood on her left side and Nellie stood on her right. Also standing at the right side of the table were Mary and Pamela.]

[Among the other attendees were a woman of Japanese descent with long brown hair dressed in a formal black pant suit and matching black dress shoes, a fit African-American woman with short black hair dressed in a dark green tank top, desert army camo pants, black army boots, and a pair of metal dog tags around her neck which read "SMITH, DALLAS J.", a woman with long, orange hair dressed in an all-red business skirt suit and matching red slippers, and a woman with a cut white tank top, blue jeans, black high boots, and a purple mohawk on her nearly bald head, which was covered with bleach-blonde hair. All four of these women were in their early 40's.]

[Also standing next to the woman in red was a girl in her late teens that had the same orange hair color as the older woman, indicating that the both of them were related. This girl also appeared to be materialistic as she wore a fancy black dress, matching black high heels, and a pair of gold hoop earrings.]

Gloria: "Everyone... I would like to properly introduce QT's cousin, Whitney Whetta. This woman has shown great passion by besting every trial dat was thrown at her. And now, after overcoming her final test, she has oined the right to join our cause."

[Gloria then directed her attention to Whitney.]

Gloria: "Whitney... You listen when I tell ya; This family of ours is our little secret. We are a society of those chosen to combat bigotry and injustice in these modern times. Our organization is strong and will continue to grow strong into the next decade and so on. This family means more than our own families, or any god you may have worshiped."

Rosato: "Unless a member of our own family becomes a part of it, of course."

Gloria: "Thank you, Uncle Rocco."

[Gloria then cleared her throat.]

Gloria: "And now, Whitney, I would like you to hold out your hand."

[Whitney did as Gloria instructed as the blonde in black looked over at her right-hand woman.]

Gloria: "Nellie... Would you care to do the honors?"

Nellie: "You got it, Glory."

[Nellie then reached into her coat and slowly took out a knife. Whitney looked a little uneasy as she saw the sharp object in the Boston woman's hand.]

Nellie: "Pipe down now, Blondie. Dis''ll only hoit just a quick, little sec..."

[Nellie then took Whitney's hand before using the knife to leave a small cut on her thumb. Whitney winced in pain as she felt the sharp object cut into her flesh. Nellie then held Whitney's bleeding thumb over a picture of Julius Caesar and drops of blood dripped onto the picture.]

Gloria: "A new decade is on the horizon and we need to be ready for our time to shine. So, Whitney, place ya hand on ya heart and repeat aftah me..."

[Whitney obliged and prepared to repeat Gloria's words as the older blonde woman had her right hand over her own chest.]

Gloria: "I, the undersigned, swear on my entire life..."

Whitney: "I, Whitney Whetta, swear on my entire life..."

Gloria: "...dat I will preserve..."

Whitney: "...that I will preserve...

Gloria: "...dee integrity and secrecy of our family..."

Whitney: "...the integrity and secrecy of our family..."

Gloria: "...and in the event..."

Whitney: "...and in the event..."

Gloria: "...dat if I evah..."

Whitney: "...that if I ever..."

Gloria: "...get any ideas or thoughts..."

Whitney: "...get any ideas or thoughts..."

Gloria: "...of betrayin' our way of life..."

Whitney: "...of betraying our way of life..."

Gloria: "...den may my soul boin..."

Whitney: "...then may my soul burn..."

Gloria: "...like dat of Julius Caesar's."

Whitney: "...like that of Julius Caesar's."

[With that, Nellie took the picture of the Greek dictator and held it over a lit candle, burning it until it was nothing but ash."

Gloria: "And... dat's all she wrote..."

[Gloria approached the two young women before placing her left hand on Whitney's right shoulder, and her right hand on Belle's left shoulder.]

Gloria: "Ladies and gentlemen, but mostly ladies; I give you our newest members to the family, Whitney 'Whitty Wonder' Whetta and Belle Fox AKA Thicc QT! Welcome to the Gloriators, goils!"

[And with that, the rest of the attendees clapped their hands while Gloria gave Whitney a kiss on the cheek. Then she turned her attention to Belle and gave her a kiss on her cheek as well, although this one lasted a bit longer, much to Nellie's dismay.]

[Everyone sat back down as Gloria made her speech.]

Gloria: "I am very happy that these two goils have decided to join our family..."

[Gloria then wrapped her arm around Rosato.]

Gloria: "And I am also proud of my uncle and consigliere, Rocco Rosato, for introducing me to dem."

Rosato: "Thank you, Gloria."

[Gloria then looked at Whitney and Belle.]

Gloria: "Whitney, Belle, you will both be receiving payment from Uncle Rocco for your services. Speakin' of which, he's got a little somethin' for ya. Uncle?"

[Rosato nodded and reached into his suit before taking out a couple of envelopes. The man then handed one envelope to Whitney and the other to Belle. Almost immediately, both girls opened their envelopes and their eyes widened when they saw some money in them... Five Jacksons each.]

Belle: "Wow!"

Whitney: "Not bad."

Rosato: "You better believe it... One-hundred dollars up front. Think of it as your first weekly stipend. You could be earning more than this when you rise higher in our family's ranks. And before you say anything; Yes, this money is legitimate."

Belle: "Oh, okay... Thanks for that."

Gloria: "Now then... Allow me to introduce ya to da rest of the family. You may know a few of them already, but it's about time they had a formal introduction."

[And with that, Gloria motioned her hand to Nellie and properly introduced her.]

Gloria: "On foist heah is Nellson Laughlin, my right-hand woman and underboss, all the way from Boston. She's really into baseball and is not afraid to make people loin, right off da bat!"

[Nellie laughed.]

Nellie: "Damn right! Welcome to the team, playas!"

Gloria: "You already know Rocco Rosato, my uncle and consigliere- Of course I've mentioned dat already."

Whitney: "Of course you have."

Gloria: "And now, on to the capos."

[Gloria pointed her finger at Mary.]

Gloria: "Dat there's Marylin Wulf, a former hustler from Vegas. She runs gambling operations in the Rivertown Warehouse District. She has been through at least seven marriages, and through every divorce, she always gets everything in the end."

Mary: "Pleased to formally make your acquaintance, big girls."

[Gloria pointed at Pamela.]

Gloria: "Pamela Portier heah runs meth operations for the Gloriators. She hails all the way from Alabamy, and boy can she cook like a god."

Pamela: "Why howdy there again, gals! Welcome to our family!"

[Gloria then leaned over to Whitney and Belle's ears and whispered into them.]

Gloria: "Pamela once woiked part-time at a local diner and secretly sold her dope to coitain payin' customers."

[Gloria then cleared her throat before pointing her index finger at the woman in red.]

Gloria: "Anyway, dat's Bonnibel Duhn, otherwise known as Bonnie. She runs her own crew that specializes in surveillance, and Claudia Finch is her right-hand."

[Bonnie then spoke in an accent similar to Lauren Becall and Claudia spoke with a cockney British accent.]

Bonnie: "Greetings, ladies."

Claudia: "Cheers, lasses, and welcome to our syndicate."

[Gloria then pointed at the teen girl.]

Gloria: "Dis little lady next to Bonnie is her daughter, Olivia, and she is also the lookout for her mother's crew."

Bonnie: "It was practically 'Bring Your Daughter to Work Day' for me."

[Olivia walked over to Whitney and shook her hand.]

Olivia: "Hi there, Whitney! My mother and Auntie Gloria told me about you. I think we're going to be the best of friends!"

[Olivia grinned as she finished her sentence while her mother smiled as she looked at Whitney.]

Bonnie: "Isn't my daughter just darling?"

[Gloria motioned her finger to the African-American woman.]

Gloria: "Dat's Dallas Smith, our local family gunsmith and firearms instructor. She was once a sergeant and quartermaster in the army before the bigwigs fucked her in more ways than one."

Dallas: "At ease, ladies... If you need ammo, a big-ass gun, or anything that goes BOOM, you'll find me in my quarters on the 8th floor. I store plenty of ammo rations in the room next door if you feel like you're runnin' low."

[Dallas frowned sternly as she looked directly into the eyes of Whitney and Belle.]

Dallas: "But you ladies better watch out, because I ain't the kind of woman to stand for any bullshit... Understood?"

[Whitney and Belle both looked at each other for a brief moment before answering Dallas.]

Whitney: "Yes, Ma'am."

Belle: "Like, yes, Ma'am."

Dallas: "That'll be all."

[Gloria pointed her finger to the Asian woman.]

Gloria: "And dat's Mikoshi Kamiya, or Miko for short, born and raised in Japan until her teen years. She specializes in martial arts and runs a little dojo where she trains our foot soldiers to fight."

[Mikoshi stared at Whitney and Belle with a look of indifference on her face for a few seconds before bowing her head to them.]

Mikoshi: "Irasshaimase... Welcome."

Gloria: "Don't mind her, goils. She's not very talkative around new recruits."

[Mikoshi sighed and folded her arms.]

Gloria: "It's just a shame that Wendy couldn't join us. She's a very busy woman helping us around this place and for some reason, she doesn't like to be disturbed. Hopefully, she'll be joining us for tomorrow's meeting."

[Mikoshi let out a frustrated sigh. It became quite apparent to Whitney that there was some bad blood going on between Mikoshi and this Wendy person, whoever she was.]

[Gloria clasped her hands together and walked over to Whitney and Belle.]

Gloria: "Well, now that you've gotten to know our family all good and proper, I just want to finish this off by saying..."

[Gloria then walked behind Whitney and Belle before wrapping her arms around them both as she leaned forward.]

Gloria: "I have no doubt in my mind that you two will feel right at home with the Gloriators."

[Whitney smiled as Belle did the same, albeit with a little hint of nervousness.]

Gloria: "Well, ladies and gentlemen, but mostly ladies, I think we're all done heah. I just need tah speak with our new made wimmin a lil' bit more. Business stuff, ya know? You all may leave and get back to any business dat you might have."

[And with that, almost everyone walked out of the board room with the exception of Nellie and Rosato, who stood beside the boss' chair. The last one to follow was Olivia, who turned around for a brief moment and waved bye-bye to Whitney and Belle.]

Olivia: "Bye, girls! I hope I'll see you at the meeting tomorrow!"

[Gloria sat back down in her chair while Whitney and Belle sat in the chairs closest to her on the left side of the table.]

Gloria: "So... Now dat the both of ya are officially part of the Gloriators... Is d'ere anything dat I can do to help ya's get nice and comfy in our organization?"

Belle: "Well, now that you mention it, um... could we get, like... some totally cute guys to be our BFs? My previous boyfriend, like, broke up with me after some totally harmless prank."

Gloria: "Lookin' for a little love, eh? I hoid about ya on social media. The young brunette with a shining sun. The honeybee with the beautiful yellow backside. No wonder all those men go gaga over you. Maybe you can help us with a special task sometime in the coming future? Hmmm?"

[Gloria raised an eyebrow as she stared at Thicc QT with a smirk. The brunette let out a blush as she rubbed the back of her head.]

Belle: "Well... I..."

[Gloria then heard her uncle clear his throat prompting the half-masked woman to regain her composure.]

Gloria: "Right! As for your little request... Yea... you might do just fine, kid. We can find a good match for ya, just as long as you show him who holds all the cards in your relationship. I like it when a woman takes charge."

[Gloria let out a chuckle.]

Belle: "Like, thank you so much, Miss Pietersen."

Gloria: "Why the formalities? You've just been made! Just call me Glory, sweet cheeks."

[Gloria pinched Belle's left cheek with a tight grip for a few seconds before letting go of it. Gloria then turned her attention to Whitney as Belle rubbed her sore cheek.]

Gloria: "And what about you, Whits? Ya need a fuckboy of yer own as well?"

Whitney: "Personally, ma'am, I'm not looking for a boyfriend. If anything, what I want is more of a manservant who will do my bidding, no questions asked. But aside from that, what I really want is a new girl group to follow me since my last one abandoned me."

Gloria: "HAH!"

[Gloria banged her fist on the table, startling Whitney and Thicc QT.]

Gloria: "I like ya, kid! Ya got moxie, and that's just what I want in a strong woman! You know, you remind me of an old friend of mine from high school."

Whitney: "Really?"

Gloria: "Hell yeah! Why, back when I was around your age, we both ran the school halls like it was our own little town! Like we were the sheriff and deputy with our own little posse!"

Whitney: "You don't say?"

Gloria: "Indeed we did, and we did it through sheer might!"

[Gloria lifted her arm and clenched her fist while flexing her muscles.]

Nellie: "Damn right! I was behind dem all the way!"

[However, Gloria's smile then faded into a frown as she lowered her arm while still clenching her fist.]

Gloria: "But like what happened to you, the one person who was supposed to be my best friend eventually left me to rot like a decaying corpse..."

Whitney: "Ouch..."

Belle: "Like... major bummer."

[Gloria sighed.]

Gloria: "Yea... Sad but true..."

[Nellie scowled as she thought about the girl from high school.]

Nellie: "The NERVE of dat bitch! I swear, the next time I see dat fat rat, I'm gonna break both her legs and shove my bat so far up her fuckin' ass the tip would be stickin' out her MOUTH by the time I'm done!"

Gloria: "And I wouldn't blame you for one second, Nell... But enough about that for now!"

[Gloria got up from her chair and walked over to the two young women. Then she got between them and put her hands on their shoulders as she looked down at them.]

Gloria: "So, you and your cuz need some guy friends and a new all-goils group, eh? Is that what I hoid out of ya?"

Whitney: "One, a manservant for me. Two, my cousin here wants a boyfriend. And three, yes we do."

Belle: "Like, I want a new BF! Totally!"

Gloria: "Heh... Then ask and you shall receive, sistahs."

[Gloria then turned her attention to Rosato.]

Gloria: "Hey-a, Uncle Rocco? Think you can rustle up some guys and gals for our new friends heah? I think they'll need all da help they can get. Dis' lil' cutie heah needs a special lovah boy to live up to her name, and Whits here not only needs a manservant, but a new goil group to back her up as well."

Rosato: "So I've heard."

Gloria: "So, ya t'ink you can help 'em out, Unc?"

[Rosato looked over at Whitney as he rubbed his chin in thought.]

Rosato: "A manservant, huh? This girl looks like a mirror reflection of Lori to me. Maybe I can find someone who is an equal match for her. And as for an all-girls group... I think I know of some girls who might be interested in a new line of work. I just need to give my old partner one little phone call and give him my thanks for a job well done."

[Rosato then looked over at Belle.]

Rosato: "And as for the other one... I bet I can find a good match for her, or my name isn't Rocco Rosato, Esquire... Which it is. Lucky for her, I think I might know just where to find that match."

[After doing a little more pondering, Rosato closed his eyes and nodded.]

Rosato: "I'll see what I can do, Gloria."

Gloria: "Excellent... In da meantime, maybe Bonnie's goil could be a good person for ya to start with, Whitty?"

Whitney: "Well... I guess that Olivia girl would make for a good assistant. But I still need a new clique for support, as well as a manservant to call my own."

Gloria: "You make some good points d'ere, Whits, not gonna bullshit. Now den... As my way of adjourning dis lil' introduction, I'm taking the three of us out to dinner at Falcone's tonight. My treat."

Whitney: "Nice!"

Belle: "Yay!"

[At that moment, Rosato cleared his throat.]

Rosato: "Gloria...? I hate to interrupt your dinner plans, but... don't you need to be keeping a low profile?"

Gloria: "Ah, you worry too much, Unc! I'll be in disguise! Everyone will think I'm an aunt or mudduh to these goils or somethin'!"

[Gloria then looked over at her underboss.]

Gloria: "Nellie, you're in charge of everybody here while we're gone, so make sure they all stay in line. Got it?"

Nellie: "No prob, Glory! You can count on the Flyswatter to maintain order around heah!"

[Gloria nodded before whispering into Whitney and Belle's ears.]

Gloria: "C'mon, goils... Let's go before my uncle finds something else to nitpick about."

[And with that, Gloria escorted Whitney and Belle out of the board room, leaving Rosato and Nellie by themselves.]

[As the group of three entered the waiting room, Whitney spoke up.]

Whitney: "So, Miss Pietersen... Now that we're a part of the Gloriators and all, can you tell us exactly how you intend to get that Whori and her family?"

Gloria: "All in good time, Whits... And please call me Gloria. Anyhow, you and Belle still haveta wait a lil' bit longer 'till the big meetin' tomorrow. But don't worry, you're gonna like what I got planned for 'em. I'll even let ya suggest some good ideas when dat day comes."

Whitney: "Well... okay... Just so long as you keep the promise of our needs... Especially my manservant and new girl troupe."

Gloria: "Whitney... there is no need to worry about ANYTHING... Once the meetin' is ovah and done, and once Uncle Rocco takes care of some, eh... formalities, we'll get right on ya requests all lickety-split-like. Until den, I'll see if I can't convince Bonnie tah allow Olivia tah hang with you goils. Sound good?"

[Whitney smirked as she, her cousin, and their new boss walked out of the waiting room.]

Whitney: "Good enough for me."

[As the trio walked through the 9th floor, Gloria looked back and forth between Whitney and Belle.]

Gloria: "Yeah... I think dese two new goils are gonna do juuuuust fiiiine..."

[Gloria then twirled her left index finger around Belle's brunette locks as a perverted grin formed on her face.]

Gloria: "Especially Belle... Oh, what I wouldn't give to have Belle for my bitch..."

Well, it looks like Whitney and Belle are now a part of Gloria's group, officially known as the Gloriators. Now, they're sure to find out just what Gloria is planning to do with Lori, Bobby, and if possible, the whole Loud Family.

But apart from what Gloria may be planning for the Louds, how will Whitney possibly contribute to her new godmother's plan now that she has joined the Gloriators? Will Gloria keep her word to both Whitney and Belle? And could Belle possibly be having second thoughts about joining Gloria's clan? The answers to these questions will be revealed in the conclusion of this interlude.

Maikoh Locklear: Thanks.

Guest99: We'll have to wait and see.

Gamelover41592: Do what exactly?

MattTEHMan1991: I neither confirm nor deny.

boygenius2020: Thanks.

wollyworld: Thanks.

Guest: Indeed she has.

Guest 2: I neither confirm nor deny.

Guest 3: It's coming soon.

REDBLOODCAR: Well, I don't think Gloria's plan will involve causing chaos in a town like Alex did.

DarthWill3: I don't think Whitney has any intention of backing out of this gig anytime soon.

Guest 4: I'll bet you can't.

Guest 5: Well, she never intended on that outcome.