"It's just the beginning. Tell me something. Has Edwin ever done this to Griselda?"
"What's? Whoa!..." Lucy couldn't finish since Lincoln was going to get intimate with her. "Lincoln... uh... that wasn't... I wasn't ready for... well. Lincoln. Feel your tongue. I have to..." The pleasure of the albino's licking caused Lucy to start moaning as she covered her mouth to drown out her screams. "Hmm," Goth pressed against the sheets, her legs shaking and her heart beating so fast it seemed like it wanted to come out of her chest.
In her mind, Lucy thought. "How pleasure. I can't breathe. My head is pulsing and spinning. Please, I don't want more. Please. Don't lick anymore. I'm going to..." She felt better than stimulating herself.
Lincoln came face-to-face with Lucy again. "Good? What do you think about that?"
Lucy grabbed Lincoln's cheeks, squeezing them hard. "You owe me... a new pair... of... clean panties... you idiot."
Lincoln kisses Lucy's forehead. "Do you want to make it official?"
"What are you talking about?" Lucy asked.
"Good. If Luna and Lynn can get girls into the relationship, why can't I?"
"Wait. Will there be more?"
"It doesn't depend on me."
"It's amazing that you can't say no, but I don't think we'd be together without that. So, what are you waiting for? I want to hear you say it."
"Lucy Loud. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
"Yes, my love. Yes, I want." Lucy hugs Lincoln, tears of joy falling from her eyes. "I love you, my big wolf."
"I love you too."
That day, Lincoln added another girl to his harem and perhaps found a cure for his post-rejection depression. What he didn't know was that it wouldn't last long.
Lucy and Lincoln spent the rest of the afternoon watching Lucy's favorite vampire series, lying on the couch holding hands. Lincoln hugged Lucy from behind, occasionally kissing her on the head.
Although Lincoln may not have known what was going on in the show when there was no dialogue, it didn't bother him too much because he was content to spend time with Gothic Lolita.
Suddenly, the sound of the family truck alerted them. They quickly separated and sat next to each other on the couch.
Mr. and Mrs. Loud entered the house.
Rita looked noticeably tired.
"We came back. Wow, what a long meeting. I can't believe they discussed for two and a half hours what kind of stuffing to stuff the turkeys with."
"The annual Franklin Avenue New Year's Eve Dinner is a very important event. For two years, they chose other people's stuffing, but this year it's my turn. It's my time to shine. This year I will prove that Lynn Loud is the king of stuffing."
"As Your Majesty says, but did you know that you have to prepare several kilograms of stuffing for each turkey?"
"Don't worry. That's why I have my first assistant in the kitchen. Lincoln, would you like to help your father prepare the most delicious food for tomorrow's dinner?"
"I'd love to, Dad. But I have a business meeting today."
"Oh. Well, yeah, I get it. You're in big business now. You don't have as much time as you did when you were eleven years old."
The sound of a trumpet alerts the Louds.
"They came for me."
Before leaving, Rita stops Lincoln. "Wait, aren't you wearing a suit? It's a business meeting after all."
"The professor has a new suit for me. I'll wear it in the office bathroom."
"Can you use the office bathroom now? Cool. It took me a year to get that privilege. I had to go to the gas station across the street." Mr. Loud was very proud of how much progress his son had made in his business.
"Yes... thanks for the image, Dad. I'm going."
"Good luck, dear."
"Bye mom. Bye dad. Bye Lucy." Lincoln left the house and took the limo to his 'work'.
"Okay. What do you say, Lucy? Do you want to help your father in the kitchen?"
"Unfortunately, Dad. I have a club meeting." Lucy gets up from the chair and starts making her way to her club meeting point.
"Huh... I guess... it's just you and me, love... in this big house that's just for us for a while longer." Mr. Loud said
Rita makes sexy turkey noises and then goes into her room, moving her ass, followed by her husband.
That night in the cemetery.
Members of the Morticians Club held their weekly meeting at the cemetery. Chaired by its current co-president, Haiku.
"Welcome, dwellers of darkness."
"Let's start with the list of potential candidates. Does anyone have someone in mind to join the club?"
Morpheus was the first to speak. "I would like to suggest a girl who moved in next to my house. Her name is Hel. I told her about the club, and she said maybe."
"We'll take it into consideration. Someone else?"
The next word was from Lucy: "Instead of proposing a new member, I would like to appeal for the reinstatement of my brother Lincoln."
"Your brother? Don't get hurt, Lucy. But he didn't fit in here the first time."
"I know Haiku. But these years away from home have changed him. I think he could be a member with great potential."
A plump, dark-skinned boy rose from his seat to object, "I believe what I see, Lucy. Your brother has only had contact with the club twice, and it doesn't seem like he has any interest in the club."
"I know, Dante. But."
Before Lucy could finish speaking, Persephone interrupted her: "I'm sorry, Lucy, but this is not a compassionate club. If you really want your brother to be a part of us, you have to prove his worth. There are also details about whether your brother wants to join or not."