Dairyland was a blast for Lincoln and Loona (though mostly Lincoln since Loona still looked indifferent to this day out with his new human friend).
The rides were a blast and Loona took some pictures of the place on her phone. Not because she liked the place so much, but so she can think of a place worse than Loo Loo Land, and to her; this place seemed worse to her.
Lincoln got himself some cheese curds for himself and Loona got herself a vanilla milkshake from the concession. About an hour and a half passed and the two saw pretty much what they needed to see, and Loona was glad to be out of this place. She doesn't really like being stuck in a crowd, and she was sure as hell (no pun intended) a people person. She got a text message from Tex and she smiled at her text that her first friend sent her.
It spelled out: "hey Loona, doing alright? Verosika can't stop talking about Lincoln. It's like she really likes him."
Loona typed down: "well you can't really blame that bitch. I don't know, but Lincoln is a cool kid, and he seems like a kind of guy I would hang out with it there were only me and another person in existence."
"Yeah, I wouldn't blame you. I know I just met the kid, but he's cool. Maybe he can hang out with me some time."
"That would be awesome. Yeah, you and him bond together and hang out?"
"Totally. Having guy time with Lincoln, going to an arcade and doing guy stuff. And I'm a concert person, I can take him to see his favorite band of all time." Vortex texted back to Loona.
"Sure, so do you know when another party is happening?" Loona asked
"Ah, Eclipse is having Hellhound Fever, and has to stay in bed for a week or two."
"Ooh, tough luck for her."
"Well, I gotta take care of her now. Talk to you soon, Loona."
"See you." Loona texted back to him.
"You seem quiet, Loona." Said Lincoln. "You ok?"
"Oh yeah, yeah, just texting Vortex." Loona said. "Nothing to worry about."
"Ah. So about Verosika, Blitzo lied to me and should I trust her?"
"Eh, I would still stay away from her if I were you." Said Loona. "I don't want her to do funny business with you underage."
"Funny business?"
"You know." Loona said.
"Well she seemed nice to me."
"Blitzo was just trying to protect you. We've had some bad history with her not a while ago."
"What kind of history?"
"We made a bet with her and we fucked her up so bad by getting her in trouble with the police on spring break."
"Ooh." Lincoln made an uneasy look.
"Yeah, and you don't want to know how she got out of jail early."
"So what do you want to do now?"
"I honestly don't care. Somewhere I won't get bored at."
"You didn't like Dairyland?" Asked Lincoln. "I know it's not Disneyland or Disneyworld, but come on."
"It was alright." Loona sighed. "But I prefer going to a taxidermy museum or something."
"Why?"
"So I can imagine the animals suffering before getting stuffed."
Young Lincoln made an uneasy look, but Loona was a hellhound, so it wouldn't surprise him that she would be sadistic like this. "Well, I don't know if there are any taxidermy museums around here, but there is the Royal Woods Museum of Medical oddities. It has a three-headed goat."
"Really?" Said Loona. "Sure, that sounds fun. Lead the way." So Lincoln did just that and led Loona to this unusual museum and when they got in, Loona took a liking to this place at seeing the mutants and weird experiments in this place.
Seeing the three-headed goat was no surprise for Loona, for being born in Hell, she had seen far scarier things (and she is not even afraid of anything).
Exiting the building, there came a tall frantic man that looked rather familiar. "Ah, there you are." Said the man in a British, frantic voice.
"Wait... Stolas?" Lincoln said. "You can turn into a human too?"
"Sssshh! Yes." Stolas said. "I am a Goetia prince after all."
"Oh. Right."
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Said a confused Loona.
"I'm still searching for Octavia, do you know where she is?" Said Stolas."
"Nope." Said Lincoln, still keeping his promise to Octavia.
"Are you sure?" said Stolas.
"Look, if Lincoln says he doesn't know where she is, he doesn't know." Loona firmly said. "Give the kid a break for Satan's sake."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Stolas sighed. "She's practically the only thing I have left in my family. I don't know what I would do without my pride and joy."
"Well she did say to me the divorce was so much for her to take in." Lincoln confessed to that. "Maybe she ran away because she can't take it anymore. I mean, the yelling and the screaming and all. I wouldn't really blame her if she ran away."
Stolas looked guilty again and began thinking. "Look, I know it's so much for Octavia to take in. But me and Stella were only an arranged marriage, not out of love at all."
"You told us that." Said Loona. "But look, try asking Blitzo for help."
"I did! He says he doesn't know her whereabouts either." Stolas pointed.
"Look I'm sorry if she ran away from you. She probably needs time to think things over." Lincoln said.
"Yes. I mean, it's not entirely Stella's fault about all of this. I haven't been very honest with Via either. I just want to tell her I'm sorry about the divorce thing. And that it wasn't her fault."
"I'm sure you'll find her." Loona tried to be helpful to him.
"Ok. I know I'll find her. Thanks anyway." Then the disguised prince went on his way to look for his only daughter. He tried calling Octavia on his phone, but there was no answer. It was clear that she didn't want to talk to him right now. He felt more guilty and felt like she ran away because of him. He never wanted his own daughter to suffer through all of this. But it wasn't really entirely his fault about all of this. Now, it was Stella causing all of this. After all, she was a Karen, the worst kind of woman in existence.
He wished that he can just kill Stella already and put her out of her existence, because after all the shit, She out Stolas through, she deserved every evil thing that can be thrown at her. He wondered if she was ok and not suffering right now. She probably had nowhere else to go... or did she?
Octavia was really enjoying herself in the McBride residence. Yes, she was having a blast on the massage machine that the two dads have in the house. "Oh yes." She sighed. "Fuck yes, this feels so nice."
If Stolas was there right now, he would have the greatest relief in his life. But he wasn't there unfortunately, and he was all still looking for her.
Other than that; she was happy that Lincoln introduced her to Clyde and his two fathers. It was one of the best things that happened to her in a long while. No arguing from her parents, no mothers throwing out objects belong to their husbands, nothing bad without a flying fuck on earth.
She felt like falling asleep from the soothing feeling of her muscles being relaxed by the massage chair. Clyde himself was enjoying a massage chair and in a bathrobe.
"How are you feeling, Octavia?" Asked Clyde.
"Ah, I am feeling so relaxed. I have never felt so alive before." The disguised Goetia princess replied. "Why didn't I come here sooner?"
"Yeah, why didn't you?" Clyde agreed
"It's a king story." Octavia looked at him. I never met Lincoln or you because I had some... Royal duties to take care of."
"Ah. Ok."
"And honestly," Octavia added, "I think you are very lucky to have a a good friend like Lincoln."
"Ah, I know. Me and him are like brothers."
At last, they were finished with their massage chairs and got themselves some lemonade to drink. "And I have to admit, you are an amazing cook, sweetie."
Clyde blushed hearing those kind words. "Ah, well you know."
"Really, you are an amazing chef. I mean, that croque-monsieur was tres delicieux. You ever thought about being a world-renowned chef?"
"You're not the only one to say that. Believe me. Lincoln said that many times before, and his sisters, my dads, and my other friends."
"I can certainly agree with them on this, sweetie. I think think you have the skills to prove you are the new greatest chef of all time."
"Yeah, if Boyardee was alive, I would make him cry in jealousy."
Octavia couldn't help but laugh at Clyde's funny remark. "I know. Who even eats his food anymore? And he's been dead for a long time."
"Well, c'est la vie, mademoiselle." Clyde remarked.
The disguised Goetia princess laughed even more. "J'adore Français." She replied back. "So if my father finds me, what will happen?"
"Come on, Octavia, I can try to explain what is going on. I mean, you don't want anything to do with him anymore, right?"
"I never said that." She noted. "I just want to get away from the divorce and all the trauma."
"Oh. I mean me and my dads can just explain to him."
"Well, maybe my father would understand and listen to reason l, but my mother... she's not exactly the reasoning type of de- person. Believe me."
"Everything will be ok." Clyde reassured her.
The Next Day
When it comes to having a nice day, Lincoln got out of other chaotic events that his own sisters were usually doing in the household and called Loona to take him to Hell to do something fun with her since he has nothing better to do right now. His friends were busy with other things right now and maybe he can spend some time with Loona. He picked up his phone and dialed her number, waiting for an answer.
"Hey kid. What's going on?"
"Can I come down to Hell with you, please? I'm feeling bored."
"Not to worry, Lincoln. I'll come and get you." Loona replied. The kid waited for a few minutes and he got a text from her to go someplace more remote with no people.
At last, he went to he and Clyde's secret hideout in the woods, and texted Loona back when he was in the clear. The hellhound came through the portal with the grimwoir in her hands. "Ready, Linc?" She smirked.
"Yep, let's go." He entered the portal and he was in the IMP headquarters again.
"So I guess that we should look for something fun to do down here. You know what?" Loona thought of an idea. "Why don't I bring Tex along with us and we can look at one of my favorite places down here; Metal Music Mayhem shop."
"Sure that sounds cool." Lincoln smiled.
They went down the building and were walking over to where Tex lived, with Lincoln following behind Loona. Suddenly, Lincoln was caught the attention of someone.
"Lincoln!" Said a female voice. The kid looked and it was Verosika, with her usual mini dress and fur coat on her, looking as beautiful and sexy as ever. "Nice to see you again, sweetie."
Loona growled and got in front of the kid. "Don't even think about molesting him, you has-been slut."
"Don't be rude." Said Verosika. "I am not a child molester. I just want to say hello."
Loona still didn't look very trusting of the pop star, but she slowly lowered her guard (only because she is Vortex' boss). "Fine."
"So how are you feeling? Did you sleep well last night?"
"Yes."
"Good. I'm happy to hear that." Said Verosika. "Look," she made a frown. "I'm sorry you had to witness me and Blitzo like that. But he is a fucking liar and a thief. He stole my credit card and maxed it many times."
"Ooh." Lincoln said. "I'm sorry to hear that."
He felt the succubus pull him close to her warm body again. "No need to be sorry, Linky. It's not your fault. But anyway, how would you like to come spend time with me? We will have so much fun together."
"Well... I don't know." Said Lincoln. "You sure you don't turn kids into donkeys."
"Oh, come on. Never listen to whatever stupid shit Blitzo says about me, ok?"
"Look, I don't think that's the best idea." Said Loona.
"No, it's ok, Loona." said Lincoln. "She said she really likes me and thinks I'm cool."
"I do." Said Verosika. "How many other cute boys like you do I see every day? Not many, that's what. And we will be the best of friends."
"Sure. But no funny business, please."
"Don't worry, I am a demon of my word. No funny business. I promise."
The female hellhound still wasn't convinced this was a good idea, and worried about how Lincoln will be with this Succubus. But alas, she wasn't his mother and it wasn't her place to order him around like a parent.
"Please?" Said Verosika in a begging mild begging voice. "Pretty please with ice cream on top?" She blubbered her lips and made the puppy dog face at Lincoln
"Can you excuse us for a second please?"
"Sure, I'm in no hurry." Said Verosika in her silky voice with her arms crossed, turning off her puppy dog look.
Loona pulled Lincoln and said: "so look, are you sure you want to hang out with her?"
"Well yeah, she really likes me, and I shouldn't judge people without getting to know them first. That's what my parents always said."
"Well your parents aren't here right now, Lincoln. But... look, just be careful and if she tried funny business, please call me and let me know."
"Are you worried about me?" Asked Lincoln.
"What!? No! I just don't want to get wrongfully in jail for murder." Loona denied.
"I'll be fine. Just trust me."
"I do kinda trust you." Said Loona. "It's just that cunt I don't trust."
"You can count on Blitzo, Moxxie, Millie, and Vortex to help us out, right?"
"Right. Forgot about them. Ok. Just be careful."
"I'm always careful." Lincoln went up to Verosika and said: "so yeah, I'll hang out with you."
Verosika smiled and pulled him for a big hug and twirled him around a few times as the hair of the fur coat brushed against Lincoln's skin. "We're going to have so much fun."
"Ummm, you're squeezing me a little too tight, Miss Verosika." Lincoln grunted.
"Oh! I'm sorry." The pop star gently put him down. "You are just so cute, I can't help myself."
"I'm not cute." Said Lincoln. "I'm handsome."
"Oh there's nothing wrong with being cute. And you don't have to be formal at me. Just call me Verosika."
"Got it." Lincoln said.
"And Loona, I promise, I will take good care of him." The succubus said to the female hellhound, whom still did not look very convinced at all this.
"Whatever."
"Sorry I won't come with you right now, Loona."
"No it's ok. There's always another time, kid. I mean we went to that museum together yesterday."
"Yeah."
"Loona, what are you so worried about?"
"That you are going to hurt him behind my back."
"I promise, I won't do something like that."