It was a warm Sunday afternoon at the Loud the normal chaos and confusion of the home, there was a small modicum of peace and quiet in the reconverted linen closet that Lincoln called his room. Lincoln was sitting back on his bed, typing on his laptop. He was in a chatroom, immersed in coversation with his friends.

SoloSon6: and she shaved all the hair off two of Lola's dolls

RedRunner: why?

SoloSon6: because she wanted to give herself pit hair and a mustache

RedRunner:Lol. R U Serious?

CountryBoy11: sounds like my auntie clarabelle

RedRunner: I thought she shaved her moustache

CountryBoy11: it grew back after a week

SoloSon6: no offense but that's gross. and I live with 10 girls. has she tried waxing?

CountryBoy11: she's got laser hair removal scheduled next week

Rusty10Speed has logged on

Rusty10Speed:hey guys

RedRunner: hey Rusty

CountryBoy11: glad U could make it

SoloSon6: what took you so long

Rusty10Speed:my dad wouldn't let me have fun until I finished my homework

RedRunner: hmph...dads

CountryBoy11:well theres nothing stopping you from having fun now

SoloSon6: so why don't we move this to Gus Games and Grub so we can have some real fun

RedRunner: ALRIGHT

CountryBoy11:sounds good to me, Im starved

Rusty10Speed: but I just got here

SoloSon6: c'mon Rusty. Don't you wanna get out of your house for a while? you've been cooped up all weekend

Rusty10Speed: I know, but I just...LAST ONE THERE BUYS THE FIRST ROUND OF GAMES

Rusty10Speed has logged out

Lincoln logged out of the chatroom as well and quickly closed his laptop. Grabbing his shoes, he put them on and tied them before heading out the door. He had to double back when he realized that he forgot his wallet on his bed. Taking a moment, he peeked inside to see what he had for spending money and was glad to see a bunch of ones and fives inside. It would be enough, so long as he wasn't the one stuck paying for the first round.

Tucking his wallet into his pocket, Lincoln turned to leave again so he could try and get there quickly. But he could barely take two steps out of his bedroom before a small, yet surprisingly strong, hand grabbed him by the back of the shirt. The moment he felt the resistance, he internally groaned and turned to see which of his sisters was in need of his attention now. He wasn't at all surprised to find Lola was the one, a sweet and innocent smile on her face. Yup, she definitely wanted something.

"Hey Lola." he said, hoping that whatever she wanted would be quick.

"Hi Linky!" She greeted back. "Do you have a minute? Your favorite little sister would like a manicure."

"Lily wants a manicure?" Lincoln asked quizzically.

The way Lola's smile suddenly fell from her face, only to be replaced by a sour look, told Lincoln he had been mistaken. In hindsight, he should have known that she had been refering to herself in the first place. Hopefully that little slip of the tongue wouldn't come back to bite him. Lola wasn't one to give up leverage once she had gotten ahold of it. The best he could do was try to play it safe and see if he could try to undo any potential damage.

"Kidding!" he said with a nervous smile. "Anyway, I'd love to give you a manicure, Lola. Really, I would. But the guys are waiting for me and I have to get going. Maybe you can ask Lori or Leni?"

He tried to walk away, but Lola kept a firm grip on his shirt. She glared up at him and yanked hard enough to pull him back. Lincoln let out a small cry as he fell onto his butt and cast his own glare at his sister, who gave him a cold and cocky grin.

"I don't think so, mister." she said, a superior tone to her voice. "I wasn't asking for a manicure. I was telling you that I'd like one."

"Lola, you can't force me to give you one." Lincoln said.

"Oh really? And just what makes you think that?" she asked.

"Because...I've got this."

Lincoln pulled out his wallet and opened it again. He took out a pink slip of paper, no larger than the size of a business card, and held it out to Lola. The princess snatched it from him and looked at it, recognizing her own hand writing immediately.

-One Princess Pardon-

This cute little Coupon hereby pardons the user from any one activity desired by Princess Lola Loud at any time on any day.

Coupon is non-transferable and cannot be used on the same day as any other Princess Pardons. Must be redeemed before Jan, 2018.

"Dang it." Lola muttered. "That's the last time I let Lisa help me think up a birthday gift for you. Very well, you are free to go. For now."

Lincoln got up, free of his sister's grasp and made his way down the stairs. As he got to the door and opened it, he found himself nearly running into Lori, who was on her way in.

"Hey!" Lori said, giving him her patented 'Big sister glare'. "Watch where you're going, twerp!"

"Sorry Lori! I was just in a hurry!" Lincoln said in his defense.

"Where do you need to be that's so important?"

"I'm heading to Gus' Games n Grub to meet up with the guys."

"Of course that's what's got you in such a rush. Just make sure that you get home before the streetlights are on. Got it?"

Lincoln offered his oldest sister a salute. "Yes ma'am!"

Lori smiled and retured the salute. Lincoln stepped aside to let her by and then took off, shutting the door beside him. Once he was gone, Lori went over to the couch and sat down beside Leni, who had Lily in her lap, and pulled out her phone. As she began texting, Lola came down as well, nonchalantly leaning on the side of the couch. She was a little peeved that Lincoln had not only managed to get out of doing her a favor, not to mention the other thing too.

"So..." she began, gaining her older sister's attention. "Did you two know that Lincoln's favorite sister is Lily?"

Both of the older girls looked up at the same time. Lola smiled. She knew that Lori wouldn't be any more pleased than she had been to hear that. And Leni might be hurt a little too, considering how she was always so nice to him. That would give Lincoln something to enjoy when he came home later.

"Aww! That's, like, so cute!" Leni gushed.

"I know! And I literally can relate. Lily is my favorite too."

Lola's jaw dropped at Lori's words "Close your mouth " Lori said "Do you want bugs to fly in there?"

Lola shut her mouth and growled like a pit bull as she stormed back upstairs into her room "Lily, Lily, Lily" she angrily grumbled her breath "Everybody just loves Lily,just 'cause she can hardly talk and wears a diaper...How many pageants has she won, huh?"

And with that, Lola slammed the door behind her

Lincoln ran out of the house and into the garage. He grabbed his bike and set out down the street

"Gotta get there's first" he thought as he pedaled as fast as he could "I don't have enough cash for everyone"

Lincoln turned corners sharply and rode around people expertly until he reached Gus Games and skidded to a stop in front of the building.

"Oh yeah' he said cockily "Made it here..."

"Second" said a voice in a thick texas accent

Lincoln looked up to see Liam waiting by the door "Howdy Loudy" he said

Lincoln frowned a bit "Oh well" he said as her locked up his bike around a street sign."I didn't make it here last and that's what counts"

"C'mon" Liam said "Let's wait inside and see who makes it here last"

Lincoln opened the door and went inside, only to smack into something and fall back onto his butt

"What the-" he said as he looked up

A chubby, teenaged girl looked down at him. She wore all black, had brown hair with a purple tint, and wore pink lipstick. But the oddest thing about her was that she appeared to have fangs. She stared at Lincoln before offering a hand down to him

"Sorry about that" she said "Didn't mean to knock you down"

Lincoln took her hand "It's OK" he said as she pulled him up "I should've been watching where I was going"

The girl shrugged as she took out her cellphone and began texting as she walked out of the building

"Huh, why does she look so familiar?" Lincoln quietly asked himself as he went inside. "I'm probably just imagining things."

"What was that?" Liam asked, having thought Lincoln was talking to him.

"Nothing." Lincoln told his friend, starting to look around. "So should we eat while we wait, or would it be better to wait for Clyde and Rusty?"

"I believe that you mean, while we wait for Rusty." came a voice.

Liam and Lincoln turned to find Clyde standing behind them. He grinned triumphantly, glad to know he hadn't made it there last. Lincoln then noticed their remaining friend enter. The taller red head saw the other three and his shoulders sagged, a disappointed look coming to his face.

"Aw, man! Did you guys get here so fast? I'm pretty sure that I live closer!"

"I rode my bike here." Liam said.

"Same." Lincoln added.

"My dads dropped my off." Clyde told them.

"I walked." Rusty said. "No wonder I got here last. Next time I should be more specific. Good thing I've been saving up my allowance. But only twelve tokens for each of you! I need some for myself!"

Lincoln nodded. "That's fair. It's actually more than I expected. Thanks, Rusty!"

"Yeah, buddy! That's mighty generous of ya!" Liam said.

"Dang it! And I guess now that I said it, you guys won't let me take it back. Right?"

"Sorry, but yeah." Clyde said. "But if it helps, I can pay for the pizza. My dads gave me a little extra when they dropped me off."

Rusty brightened up when he heard that. "Done! I think I'll slide a little extra your way since you're paying for the food!"

He went to the nearest token machine and exchanged some old one dollar bills. Then he divided them up between himself and the other three and they all went off to start enjoying their games. Lincoln was caught between trying to play some skeeball to win tickets, or to play one of the other games. In the end, he decided to go with one of his favorites and went to the Dance Battle game over near the arcade's large windows. Thankfully he found that it was available and quickly got over to it before anyone else could.

"Alright, now which song should I choose?" he wondered out loud, scrolling through the selection. "Aha! Can't go wrong with some SMOOCH!"

Lincoln started the song and readied himself for the first steps as they floated up the screen. His legs moved almost instinctively as he began to set his feet down in the rhythm set by the game. He had played this one so often that he knew the pattern by heart, allowing him to focus less on the screen and more on his moves. It was more fun to add a little flair to it, instead of just robotically moving his feet to the appropriate panel when needed.

As he continued to dance, Lincoln began to get the feeling that he was being watched. He tried to ignore it and just kept going until the song was done. Once it ended, he took a look around him and saw plenty of people, but they were all busy playing the other games. No one was even waiting for a turn to play Dance Battle either. He shrugged to himself, chalking it up to being his imagination and returned his attention to the game's screen to select his next song.

After he selected another song, he moved his shoulders to the beat as the arrows began to appear on screen. His feet moved with blinding speed, pressing each pad in sequence

"Good!" said the game

Lincoln grinned as he spun on the tips of his toes, and began robotting. His upper body moved rigidly, while his lower body still moved with wild intensity.

"Great!" said the game "Now faster!"

The music sped up, but Lincoln kept pace with it. His feet moved with near-blinding speed and sweat began pouring down his forehead, soaking his shirt as he exerted himself

"If only Lynn could see me now" Lincoln thought

"Awesome!" said the game "Now switch!"

The arrows on the opposite pad lit up and began to flash brightly. Without missing a beat, Lincoln switched pads and began dancing. A camera built into the machine activated, projecting Lincoln on the screen.

"Outstanding!" said the game

His original pad lit up and he switched back over to it. As the song played, he switched back and forth from the left pad to the right, without missing a single step.

"Amazing!" said the game "You're a dance machine!"

After a minute more, the song ended "High Score!" said the game "Enter your name on the leaderboard"

Lincoln jumped off the platform and headed over to the flashing buttons on the base of the machine to enter in his initials. As he pressed the buttons, someone tapped him on the shoulder

"Uh, Lincoln" said Rusty "That girl you told us about before just showed up"

Lincoln's face brightened "Paige is here?" he said "Oh man, how do I look? Am I too sweaty? How's my turkey tail? Too fluffy? Too spiky? Do you think she'll want to play..."

"Not that girl" Rusty said with an uneasy tone to his voice "The other one. The one who you said keeps glaring at you"

Lincoln's face fell as he gulped down a nervous lump in his throat "Oh man" he said "Where is she?"

"Over at the booth in the corner" Rusty said

Lincoln slowly turned his head in the direction of the corner booth to see a tall, slim girl with pale skin and black hair. She wore a blue shirt and dark blue checkered skirt with a purple jumper wrapped around her waist. Her arms were folded over her chest, her mouth firmly set in a frown and her half lidded eyes were locked directly on him. Lincoln felt a chill run up and down his spine

As she glared at Lincoln, a waitress placed a soda, two slices of pizza and a basket of garlic knots in front of her. She continued to stare at Lincoln for a full ten seconds before she turned to her food and began to eat. Lincoln turned back around

"Maggie" he thought to himself "Great. Just great!"

"What's the matter with her again?" Liam asked. "She an ex-girlfriend of yours?"

"What? No!" Lincoln said, his cheeks flushing cherry red. "I barely know her! But I kinda...maybe almost ruined her birthday a while ago."

"Oh, that's right. Y'all told me about that. So, do ya think that she's still sore with ya over that?"

Lincoln shrugged. "I can't think of any other reason she'd be glaring at me like that. We don't even go to the same school!"

"Well she's been here almost every time we've come here since last week!" Clyde whispered. "So that's at least three separate days she's been here and giving you the evil eye, Lincoln. You sure that you two haven't interacted at all since that day?"

"I'm pretty sure, Clyde." Lincoln said. "She's either holding a grudge over her birthday party, or she just plain doesn't like me. Either way, we should just ignore her. I don't want to give her a reason to come over here. She can glare all she wants, it's annoying, but it's not like it's hurting me or anything."

"Yeah, let's not give her the satisfaction of thinking she's getting to you." Clyde said with a confident nod. "In fact, let's go sit down and eat. She can see for herself that all her staring doesn't bother any of us!"

"Uh, yeah. It doesn't bother me at all." Rusty said with a nervous chuckle.

The four boys went over to the front counter and waited in line to place their orders. Lincoln could still feel Maggie's eyes on him, giving him mild goosebumps. But he just kept his mind occupied by planning out what he'd do after they all ate. There were plenty of games where he could get some tickets. Many of which he was fairly good at winning aforementioned tickets. Maybe he'd see about winning enough for a prize. He'd go to look at the prizes available after his pizza, so he could figure out whether or not he wanted to try and win something and just how many tickets it would require.

Lincoln paid for his food and went over to grab an empty table while the others were still at the counter. He sat down, noticing that he had a great view of the dining area, including the table which Maggie was seated at. Their eyes met briefly and he quickly looked away, as though he noticed something else of interest to him. But he kept looking at her out of the corner of his eyes. She got up, her own eyes still locked on him and for a moment, she seemed like she was about to approach him. However, Clyde came over and took a seat, and Maggie quickly sat down, looking a bit annoyed.

Thanks for the save" Lincoln whispered as he nudged Clyde

"No problem" Clyde said "Happy to help"

The frown on Maggie's face deepened so much, that Lincoln was suprised that her jaw hadn't dropped to the floor. With her shoulders slumped, she slowly made her way out of the a moment to glance back at him before she trudged away sadly. Lincoln sighed a bit

"Finally" he said "She's gone"

Rusty raised an eyebrow "I can't believe you're so happy about that" he said

"Why wouldn't I be happy?" Lincoln asked "She's been glaring at me for days now. It's creepy and I want her to stop!"

"I'm just saying" Rusty went on "You don't know how good you've got it. Do you know how lucky I'd feel if an older woman liked me"

"Like me?" Lincoln repeated "She doesn't like me. She hates me"

"But that's what you said about Ronnie Anne" Rusty said "And she's your girlfriend now"

Lincoln's eyes narrowed "That's different" Lincoln argued "Ronnie Anne actually likes me. Maggie doesn't...And she's not my girlfriend!"

"But didn't your sisters say she was picking on you because she was trying to get your attention?" Rusty asked"And having someone stare at you for three days straight sounds like she's trying to get your attention"

"You're nuts" Lincoln said "She's still mad at me for almost wrecking her birthday party. Wouldn't you guys hold a grudge if that happened to you?"

His friends looked around at each other and mumbled thier agreements to Lincoln "I thought so" he said as he stood up "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got some moves to bust"

He walked back over to the Dance Battle machine and inserted his tokens. After he pressed a few buttons, a list of songs flashed on the screen.

"I think I'll go with regular dance mode this time" Lincoln said to himself

He selected his song and stood in the middle of the two pads. The camera on the machine turned on, putting his image on the screen

"DANCE" said the machine

And that's just what Lincoln did. He popped and locked, glided on his feet and fluidly waved his arms back and forth .He smiled widely as he felt the rhythm move thorugh him

"OH yeah" he said as he swiveled his hips "Bring it around town"

Lincoln turned the hip swivel into a full turn, spinning on the tips of his toes. Everything around him became a mutlicolored blur as he picked up speed, but a noticeable dark smudge caught his eye. He looked to see Maggie standing outside the window, glaring at him through the glass.

"What the-" Lincoln said as he stuck his foot down awkwardly, making him lose his balance and fall over

Lincoln rolled over onto the floor and landed in a heap. His friends rushed over to help him stand

"Are you OK, Lincoln" Clyde asked

"I'm fine" Lincoln said as he grabbed the games' railing "It was just alittle spill. But she's still staring at me guys"

"But she left" Liam said

"She's outside" Lincoln said pointing to the window "She's staring at me through the..."

The group looked over to the window, but there was no one on the other side of the clear surface. Lincoln rubbed his eyes

"But..." he said "But she was right outside. Where'd she go?"

"Who knows?" Clyde asked, helping Lincoln back onto his feet. "As long as she isn't bothering you anymore, does it matter?"

"I guess not." Lincoln said. "I just hope that she gets over it soon. It's not really fun to be here if I have to keep worrying about her always being there, giving me that look."

Lincoln felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it out and checked the new message he had gotten. As he read it, he let out a sigh.

"Dang it. Sorry guys, I have to get going. Lori just told me that my parents are home and that I need to, and I quote, 'get my butt back there before I literally miss curfew'."

Clyde smiled goofily, a dreamy sigh escaping him. "That woman sure has a way with words."

Both Liam and Rusty gave the bespectacled boy an odd look while Lincoln just shook his head, a small smile on his face. He dug his remaining tokens out of his pocket and split them as evenly as he could between his three friends, giving any extras to Rusty since he had been the one to get them in the first place. And luckily, the pizza and drinks that they had ordered had just been brought out, allowing Lincoln the chance to take some home with him. Taking two slices and a pair of paper plates, he made an improvised container for the pizza. One of the teens at the counter was even nice enough to grab a stapler to keep the two plates together so the slices within wouldn't slip out and fall to the ground. With both that and his soda in hand, he started for home.

"Sorry I couldn't stay longer. I'll see you guys at school tomorrow!" Lincoln said as he made way to the exit.

"Later buddy! I'll call you on the walkie when I get home!" Clyde said with a wave.

"See ya!" Rusty threw in.

"Happy trails, Loudy!"

Lincoln exited the arcade and went to the spot where he chained his bike to the street sign. But that's when he noticed that there was a group of kids surrounding his bike. Among them was Maggie, as well as the girl with the tinted hair and fangs. He began to feel a bit worried when he first saw them all, but when they all turned to look at him, he panicked. The group all began heading his way, Maggie giving him the same look she had been giving him before. There was no question about it, he only had one option.

RUN.

Turning on his heels, Lincoln bolted in the opposite direction. He was afraid to look back, part of him terrified that he'd see each and every one of them hot on his tail. But giving into his need to know, he looked anyway and found that they were in fact chasing him now. The plates containing his pizza fell from his hand as did his soda, the cup's lid popping off and spilling the beverage all over the sidewalk. It was probably for the best, it was a bit awkward to be running with them in hand anyway.

After he put some distance between them, or so he hoped, Lincoln found the opportunity to ditch his pursuers when he saw a pair of double doors leading into a coffee shop. The doors opened outwards and he grabbed the nearest one and quickly opened it. But instead of going into the shop, he instead snuck further down the sidewalk and into a nearby alley.

Not daring to look back, Lincoln hid behind a dumpster and crouched down. He sat in silence, his heart racing as the seconds passed by. When he began to feel like the coast was clear, he cautiously peeked out to see. And he was glad to find that nobody was there. He wiped the sweat from his brow and stood back up, relieved that he had gotten away. Maybe if he was lucky, he could get back to Gus' Games n Grub to get on his bike. That way he could avoid being late getting home.

The sound of someone sneezing came from behind him. He turned to the source and saw Maggie just as another sneeze occurred.

"Gesundheit." he said, his eyes widening in shock a moment later. "Dang it!"

Ignoring how it was that Maggie had gotten past him, Lincoln dashed to leave the alley. But just as he got closer, three of her friends stepped out in front of him, cutting him off from the only way out.

"Double dang it!"

The three newcomers closed in on him. Lincoln backed off and was suddenly reminded that he couldn't go that way either as he bumped into Maggie. He felt her hand on his shoulder and he flinched, turning and stumbling back a step. Two of the other three branched off and stood on either side of him, leaving him completely surrounded.

"It's about time we got you alone." Maggie said as she wiped her nose on her sleeve, a tiny smirk coming to her pale face. "I've been waiting for this for a long time."

Back at the Loud House

The sun had just begun to set and the street had started to go overall chaos and noise of the Loud House had settled to a much more controlled level. Lana came in from outside, covered in grease and sweat, with Lola coming in behind her.

"By the time I'm done, your princess car will be faster than Vanzilla" Lana said

"That's not saying much" Lola said "If you took the wheels off and chained it to the ground it would be faster than Vanzilla"

"Fair point" Lana said with a laugh

"You two wash up" said Rita as she stuck her head out of the kitchen "Dinner will be ready soon"

"OK Mom" the twins said in unison

The twins ran upstairs, just barely missing Lori talking to Bobby on her tablet as she walked by.

"So how has your new school been, Boo Boo Bear?" Lori asked

"Pretty good" Bobby said "I meant all the usual stuuf like science, history and math are boring. But shop class and French class are great. Check out what I made"

He turned his computer over to one side, in the direction of a carved wooden heart with the words "My Cherie Amour" carved into the center. Lori's eys began to well up

"I'm not gonna cry" she said "I told myself I wasn't going to cry"

"Im gonna send it to you" Bobby said "Just as soon as I find a way to fit it in my mailbox"

"Dinner will be ready in ten minutes" Rita called upstairs to her children

"I gotta go Boo Boo Bear" Lori said "I talk to you after dinner"

"I'll be counting the moments, Babe" Bobby said

Lori turned off her tablet, headed downstairs, lay down on the couch and started texting until her mother stuck her head into the living room.

"Lori, can you help me set the table?"

Lori looked up from her phone "Sure" she said as she walked into the kitchen "But doesn't Lincoln usally help you with that?"

"I called for him a few minutes ago" Rita said "But he didn't answer"

Lori checked the time on her phone before looking out the window to see the flickering streetlights. Lori frowned

"That's weird" Lori thought as she and Rita put plates and silverware in front of each empty chair. "He's late. He should've been back by now"

Pulling out her phone, Lori checked to see if maybe she had somehow missed a call or a text from him. But there was nothing from him at all. Just the usual dozen or so texts from Bobby and some of her friends, most of which were Bobby's. She finished helping her mother set the table and then excused herself, stepping into the living room where Lynn, Luna and Lucy were all sitting around and passing time doing their own things.

"Have any of you heard from Lincoln?" Lori asked.

"Nope." Lynn said, tossing her football into the air and catching it. "Haven't seen him since earlier this afternoon."

"Same." Lucy said, shuffling her tarot cards.

"Ditto, dude." Luna added, restringing her guitar. "Why? You trying to get him to give you a pedicure or something?"

"Not it!" Lynn blurted out, touching the tip of her finger to her nose.

"No, nothing like that." Lori said. "It's just that he hasn't come home yet and he never misses curfew without telling one of us that he's running late first. I'm getting worried about him, that's all."

Lori went over to the window and looked out. There was no sign of him anywhere and she began to worry more. She decided that it was best not to take any chances and to try and call him. If he didn't answer, then she'd regretably have to tell her parents that he was late and she had no clue where he was.

But just as she was about to send the call, she spotted someone walking a bike up the sidewalk. And that someone had white hair. Lori set down her phone and stormed out the front door to meet him. As he got closer she took note of the fact that he looked tired, dirty and a bit roughed up. But as far as she could tell, he wasn't hurt. At least not bad enough to earn him any sympathy.

"Where were you?" She demanded of him as he got to the house.

"Nowhere." he said after a moment's hesitation.

"Oh? I thought you were at Gus' Games and Grub." she countered.

"I was. But then I was nowhere."

"Lincoln, it's literally been almost an hour since I texted you to come home. That's a long time to be nowhere"

"Well that's where I was." Lincoln said a little defensively. "Plus one of my bike's tires went flat on the way home. So that slowed me down."

"Then call for a ride!" Lori snapped. "Did you think of that before you went past your curfew?"

"My phone's battery died. I need to head up and plug it in. After I put my bike in the garage."

"I'll take your bike." Lori said. "Just hurry up and go inside. Dinner is almost ready."

Lincoln passed his bike off to his sister and went into the house. He headed upstairs and went into his room, shutting his door behind him and sitting on his bed. A tired sigh escaped him and he pulled out his phone, seeing a new text.

Maggie: Change of plans, you'll be meeting us again right after school tomorrow. Can you make it?

Lincoln sighed again, starting to reply to the text.

Lincoln: Yeah, sure. I can make that work.

Maggie: Not gonna lie, I'm still surprised that you decided to join us.

Lincoln: Well it's not like I had much of a choice. You guys were terrible.

Maggie Yeah, sorry for giving you such a rough time, I guess. But hey, at least you're one of us now. Welcome to the gang.

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