Lincoln found himself signing some autographs from many young demon girls around his age, and many younger ones, probably around six, seven, or eight year old girls that instantly fell in love with him and his singing voice. Of course there were fans of all ages, even a couple of angels from Heaven (though they immediately got sent down here to Hell as a consequence for doing so.)
Those now "former angels" didn't really... mostly care if they have been ostracized from the Holy Land, because it made them realize that Adam was nothing short of an asshole, and that they shouldn't really meet their heroes unless they are nice-enough people.
It wasn't a total loss, for Charlie can probably help them out. The human kid was feeling more proud of himself, even if he just won by default. If not for the benevolent Seraphim, the white-haired boy would have been toast. His family was with him and they were all proud of his amazing performance and success.
"So, am I still in trouble, mom?" asked Lincoln. "I'll accept whatever punishment you or dad can give me."
Both Rita and Lynn Sr looked at one another, and then back to their only son before the mother replied: "I think what you have been through was punishment enough."
"I completely agree with you, honey." Said the father. "You did a good job up there, champ." He ruffled Lincoln's white hair as a friendly gesture.
"Sure. Always praise the singer and not the other musicians who work their asses off to add more music and sound." Loona noted sarcastically.
"What? You did good, too." Said Rita.
"Wish you would have told me that sooner, Mrs L." The female hellhound sang with her arms crossed.
"Come on, Loona. Give us a break." Lynn Sr sighed.
"Like I said. I say what I want to say." Then she put a cigarette in her mouth nonchalantly.
"Dude, way to burn those angels like that." Said Luna. "Very radical."
"Thanks Luna." Lincoln smiled at his big sister. "T was a cool way to show Joe much of hypocrites those angels are."
"Well you made a damn good point." said Tex. "No one like a stuck up ass- I mean snob." He tried censoring the language in front of the kids so they wouldn't have to hear any cussing. "You should have seen the look on Adam's face when you burned him like that, Lincoln." He gave him a gentle pat on the back, even though it still made Lincoln almost fall on his belly from the male hellhound's brute strength.
"It looked like he was about to pull a blood vessel." Moxxie snickered with a smirk on his face
"And I got it on camera." Millie said. Her husband zoomed closer to her to look at the photos she had taken during and after the concert. Both the two imps were laughing at how funny Adam looked when he was infuriated.
"Mopped up the floor with him, kiddo." Said Blitzo
"I'm sorry what about me?" said Katie with a smirk in her cute face. "Have you all forgotten that I came up there to help Lincoln even thanked me for it?"
"Yes, you did amazing as well" Lisa sang with a smile.
Lincoln then looked at Crymini with a grateful smile on his face. "Crymini, thanks for helping me out too."
"Yeah, yeah, Don mention it, you little scamp." The hyena-like hellhound replied. "Like I said before, I only helped you because you got some brass balls challenging Adam like that."
"Never thought I'd say it, but she's right, Stinkin,." Said Lynn. "Showed a lot of guts like that."
"And if you were a hellhound and around my age, you would have been the perfect type for me." Then Crymini winked at him.
Lincoln blushed from the compliment and he said: "well, I don't know about that. I read comic books and do magic tricks."
"So does my lame-ass dad, so?" Crymini pointed. "Can't get away from the most fucking annoying things all the time, Lincoln."
"Ugh, tell me about it." Lincoln muttered, thinking about the times being caught up in his sisters' weird and crazy shenanigans over the years. "There are some things you have to be stuck with, whether you like it or not."
"Ain't that the story of my life." Loona agreed before looking at Crymini. "So you got some style with that bass, dude."
"Thanks luv. And you got some serious and deadly guitar skills on that axe."
"You know, maybe you guys should get a room." Moxxie teased.
"Oh shut up, Bubble Ass." Loona insulted him. The imp looked mad and just shrugged it off so he can sign some autographs.
"Now if any of you try to kiss or rape him, don't!" Millie warned the fans. "This fat ass is mine and mine only." Moxxie himself was getting annoyed at how Millie referred to him as fat. Sure it was fine with Loona (and Blitzo), but Millie? Still, it didn't mean that Millie doesn't love her husband, and decided to shrug it off because he knows Millie will always be there to support her loving husband.
Meanwhile
in a lair in the Wrath Ring, a serpentine demon, a very dangerous and psychotic one, was watching TV and playing around with his flintlock like a professional gunslinger. He was watching Lincoln's performance many minutes before against the snooty angels. "Well, this bitch boy sounds like an interesting kind of human. Now you're gonna get yours after what happened last time, Lincoln." he said to himself in a gruff voice. "Perhaps this kid can play a game with me, a game similar to cops and robbers, or Bounty Hunter and Bounty Target. Heh heh heh." he pulled out his flintlock and shot at four dummies that looked like the four main employees from I.M.P. "Perfect revenge is gonna come my way, motherfuckers. I'll make sure none of your family helps you Lincoln. Prepare to face true Hell when I see you again