Lucy appears with her hands on each side of her head, "What doesn't kill you…" her head came off with a POP, "...only makes you stranger!"

Curious Objects, Part 1

Lincoln walked up to Ronnie Anne's house and knocked on the door. He waited a few minutes until it was answered by Ronnie Anne's mom, Maria.

"Oh? Hello there, Lincoln! Did you come to pick up my daughter?" She asked.

Lincoln nodded, "Yeah, my friends and I are gonna meet up at Flip's and I figured she should come along. Is that alright? I sent a message-"

Maria nodded, "Yes, she got it. I was hoping we'd unpack more today, but it'd be good for her to reconnect with the town more."

Ronnie Anne appeared from around a corner and approached while carrying her skateboard, "Hey Lame-o."

This has pretty much been the only facet of her personality, but we can do better.

Lincoln scratched his head, "I've been meaning to ask, why did you guys move back? Didn't you keep saying that living with your relatives would be easier for you two?"

Maria groaned and frowned, "It wasn't. I had to watch FOUR kids and rarely had time for myself on my off days, let alone for Ronnie Anne."

Ronnie Anne frowned too, "Sergio also started messing with my mom way more after Bobby left for college."

Maria looked to the side with a glare that could kill a man, "That damn parrot stealing my credit card was the last straw…"

Lincoln nervously laughed, "Hah, yeah…I'm kind of surprised you were able to get your house back, too."

Maria smiled, "Oh, I never sold it, I just rented it out while we were in Great Lakes City."

"Huh, yeah that makes sense."

They never clarified in either show, but that would've been the smart thing to do.

Ronnie Anne slightly nudged Lincoln towards the door, "Come on, Lincoln, did you want to hang out with me or my mom?"

Lincoln waved Maria goodbye, "Oh, yeah, bye Ms. Santiago!" and the two kids left.

Maria let out a sigh, "I really didn't think the whole moving thing through…"

…

Soon enough, Lincoln and Ronnie Anne joined up with the rest of Lincoln's friends as they went into Flip's Food and Fuel.

"You know, it's weird, I never really got to do much with your friends." Ronnie Anne remarked.

"You never really did much with anyone aside from Lincoln." Clyde told her.

Rusty shrugged, "Yeah, but that makes sense since you two are a couple and all."

Lincoln groaned, "Not this crap again…"

"But it's true!"

Lincoln got in front of them all with a stern look in his eyes, "Let's settle this once and for all, Ronnie Anne and I are NOT a couple. We never WERE a couple, and if you guys keep harping on it, we never WILL be a couple!"

"What about that kiss in Jean-Juan's?" Clyde asked.

"I WAS PRESSURED BY LORI WHO THREATENED ME WITH FURNITURE!"

"Oh yeah! I forgot about that bit."

Liam patted Lincoln on the shoulder to calm him down, "No offense Lincoln, but y'all's family is nuts."

Lincoln nodded, "Oh believe me, I know."

Rusty approached Ronnie Anne, "So…Ronnie Anne, how about you and I go out together sometime?"

Ronnie Anne patted her right fist into her left hand, "If you were the last boy on Earth, I would rather spend the rest of my life attempting cellular mitosis."

Rusty backed away, "Can't blame me for trying."

Stella smirked, "Can't blame girls for having standards."

Each of the kids grabbed their desired overpriced gas station snack and Flippie, bringing them to Flip at the register. He noticed Ronnie Anne, "Well, if it isn't little Miss 'I'll have my own show and ruin the quality of my old one' back from the big city!"

"Cool it, Flip." Lincoln told him.

"What's your problem?" Ronnie Anne asked.

Flip shrugged, "My problem is I still don't get how you got a spinoff at all. Even ol' Flip here is more popular than you! I even made a cameo in your dumb show!"

Ronnie Anne paused for a moment, "It was to appeal to a more modern, female audience I guess?"

Flip smirked, "So, nobody?"

"And what would you know about the modern female audience?" Stella asked.

Flip pulled out a smartphone, "I keep up with the times, kid. I know darn well that the demographic they were aiming for are too absorbed with filming themselves doing and saying stupid things on the interwebs!"

On the phone was a KitKot video of someone doing something stupid like licking toilet seats or stealing from ATMs. So pretty much all of them.

Rusty smiled, "Flip's right, I meet a lot of girls online."

Zach sighed, "Rusty, I told ya, half of those are bots and the other half are creeps."

Ronnie Anne then dropped her snack and Flippie onto the floor, and left the store.

"Hey, ya gotta pay for-" Flip started.

Lincoln gripped Bedlam Gold and Flip's cash register flung open. Cash and coins flew into the air and around the store.

"SCRAMBLES!" Rusty yelled out as he grabbed some loose change.

"MY MONEY!" Flip bellowed.

Lincoln's friends along with a bunch of other customers joined in while Lincoln went after Ronnie Anne. He found her outside about to take off on her skateboard, and grabbed her arm, "Wait! Ronnie Anne, are you really gonna let that jerk Flip get to you?" Lincoln asked.

Ronnie Anne nodded, "Yeah, because he was right. I don't have many fans, and not even your friends or sisters like me much. The few friends I do have are back in Great Lakes City and even they only started liking me because you got me to open up to them."

Lincoln let go and shrugged, "So what? You can get more fans and friends or whatever you want! There are people who like you out there."

"Do you even like me, Lincoln?" Ronnie Anne then asked.

"Huh? I mean, of course I do, we're friends."

"Yeah, but the idea of us being a couple gets you upset."

"It does when it's forced by the narrative!"

"Lincoln, I think even us being friends was forced by your sister Lori making us get along, thanks to some narrative!" Ronnie Anne told him.

Lincoln paused for a moment, Ronnie Anne wasn't exactly wrong. Don't look at me like that, Lincoln, pretty much everything that happens to you and the people around you is due to a narrative dictated by either me or someone else who has way too much time on their hands or is getting paid to do it.

"Uh, Lincoln? You're staring off into space." Ronnie Anne told him.

Lincoln shook his head and cleared his throat, "Sorry, was getting too meta. Anyway, maybe you're right."

"Huh?"

"We're probably doomed by the narrative, heck that's why Lynn got sent to the Nth dimension."

"Your sister got sent where?"

"That doesn't matter, what does matter is that while we're all doomed to follow the whims of some otherworldly beings with God complexes, it doesn't mean we have to dislike it. Would us being friends really be that bad?"

Ronnie Anne paused for a moment and shrugged, "I mean, I guess not? I like hanging out with you."

Lincoln tapped his chin, "You know Ronnie Anne, I think we get along because we got one important thing in common."

"We're both good at video games?"

"Yeah, but aside from that, remember that one episode that gave you character development before it got ruined by your spin-off? It made me realize that the two of us are pretty much the support beams of our families thanks to all we do for them."

Ronnie Anne nodded with a smile, "Yeah, I guess."

"Yeah, and it really helps to know there's someone I know who has to deal with the same junk I have to."

"Thanks Lincoln."

Suddenly, a black van with tinted windows pulled up and braked. A hidden side door opened up and three eerily similar looking men hopped out and approached Lincoln and Ronnie Anne.

Lincoln froze and tensed up like a rabbit. He had a pair of twins as sisters at home, and he knew that while twins and triplets could look quite alike, there was always some little detail to tell them apart. These three men meanwhile looked far too similar to each other, as if they were manufactured that way.

One of them had grabbed Lincoln and injected him in the neck with some sort of syringe, "White-Hare secured!"

Another had grabbed Ronnie Anne and injected her as well, "Plus one secured!"

Two of the three quickly got into the black van while the third stood guard. The rest of Lincoln's friends finally exited Flip's to see the abduction.

"IT'S THE GOVERNMENT! MY PARENTS TOLD ME THIS WOULD HAPPEN!" Zach screamed.

Rusty ran up to the third man in black, "Hey! Let them go! We'll call the cops!"

The third man shoved Rusty down onto the pavement, he then climbed into the van himself, "Tell whoever you want, nobody will believe you."

With that, the van door slid shut and the van took off.

"...what the heck just happened?" Liam asked.

To Be Continued…

Hey, Mr. Dusk here. Sorry to cut this chapter in half but it's been five weeks since the last update and I felt the need to update this.

As for where I've been, to make a long story short, I was burnt out and depressed so I took a week off. A week became a couple of weeks, and then I realized it's been over a month.

I haven't gotten any scrutiny for the lack of new chapters, but still, I felt I needed to at least show I'm still working on this thing.

See you next time!