Liberty smiles, comes out from behind her sister, and grabs her breasts. "Don't resist, little sister. I know you want Lincoln to do whatever he wants to you. You're a pervert like me."
"Ahhh! Stop, enough!"
"Never. Until you accept that you are a pervert."
"no"
"Next. Get your punishment." Liberty puts her hands under Linka's shirt and plays with her breasts.
"Liberty, enough!" Linka slaps her sister, which leads to their separation.
"Ouch. Oh, that hurts."
"You deserve it for your boldness! I told you I hated you doing that to me!"
Liberty puffs out her cheeks. "But I bet if it was Lincoln, you wouldn't have a problem."
Once again, Linka involuntarily began to fantasize. This time, she imagined herself naked, just covered by a sheet, with Lincoln standing in front of her. "Linka. Let me feel the softness of your chest." The imaginary Lincoln brought his hand closer to Linka's breasts as she came out of her reverie. "Ah-ha-ha! No! I'm not a pervert! I often give him some kisses in public. But I don't think I'm ready for that."
"Okay. Then I'll go to him first."
"Hey no!"
"Well, let me give you some advice, little sister. Don't beat around the bush."
Linka's boxes were unpacked again, this time with Liberty's help. While unpacking, Linka thinks. "Maybe Liberty is right. I should stop being so careful and make the first move with Lincoln."
Meanwhile, in the lower part of the city, a car carrying four girls was heading towards the Black Cobra's lair. Inside this car, a girl was screaming at her friend.
"Did they burn down his house? Christina, what the hell was that? They were supposed to take him out of town, not kill him and his entire family." Molly was angry because she was as guilty as her friends for hiring the Black Cobra to run Lincoln out of town, but now she would likely be accused of complicity in attempted murder.
"This wasn't supposed to happen. How was I supposed to know they were going to burn down the damn house?"
"Why are we going to them now?"
"To talk to them." Cristina didn't care that they were criminals; she couldn't let them put her in jail because of some idiot who didn't know the difference between intimidation and bullying. "We arrived"
Christina and her friends get out of the car and enter the building. But the moment they opened the door, they were greeted by an unexpected sight.
"Ahhhh, he found us. Sorry. We're sorry we burned down your house; please don't kill us..." Seeing that it's not the 'Albino Devil', the boys calmed down. "False alarm, guys. She's the girl who sent us to this lunatic."
The girls couldn't believe their eyes. One of the strongest gangs in the city was trembling in fear. Full of wounds? The boys had rods, bandages, and metal braces on their limbs. Some used crutches, and others used neck braces. As well as being covered in bumps and bruises.
"Oh my God, what happened to them?" Cici asked.
"What happened to us? What happened to us? What happened to us was like a terrible tornado of beatings! What happened to us? And you," he points to Christina. "Why didn't you tell us we were going to face a fucking monster?"
"Did Lincoln Loud do that to you?"
"He wasn't at home. But when he arrived, it was all very fast. The only thing I remember is that we attacked him and then got into our truck on our way to the hospital."
"Yes, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. How exactly did you think of burning the house down? I just wanted you to scare him out of town."
"Fuck you, girl. It was worse. Steve lost eight teeth, and Roger had a dime-sized hole in his thigh. And look how George left." He points to one of his friends who had a brace of teeth around his head. "Now he can only eat with a straw."
"Look, girl, we're sorry your 'idea' didn't go the way you hoped, but you see, we've already paid for what we did. And if that boy lives in town now, we can't help you anymore. We narrowly escaped alive." "
"This is worse than I thought. If Lincoln Loud was able to let go of one of the most aggressive gangs in the Royal Woods like this, it means he poses a bigger threat than we could have imagined."
"Yes, and with his house reduced to ashes, we can be sure he is very upset."
"Excuse me." The leader said, "But I have to correct you. We're not the most aggressive gang in town; we're the second most aggressive."
"Really? And who are the most aggressive?" Susie asked.
"It's a younger gang, but they're crazier. Maybe they can help you."
"How would they help us?" Christina asked.
"Well, with this crazy guy hanging around here, no one's bothered. Besides, he's already seen our faces. And I don't think we want to get another beating."
"Okay. Who's the other gang?"
Molly takes Christina by the arm and whispers in her ear. "Christina, are you sure it's a good idea to get another gang involved?"
"Molly, look how he left them. Who else could take on an animal like Lincoln Loud? We have no other alternative."
"I hope you know what you're doing, Christy."
"Okay, who's the other gang?"
The leader writes the name on a piece of paper and gives it to the girls. When they read it, they can't hide their surprised faces. It's not a good surprise, but a bad surprise. Like when you see your grades at the end of the year.