Anonymous 04/19/2026 (Sun) 10:57 No.18238 del

>Standard SK Setup.
>Some absolute **** spiked Dad's drink. Now he's intoxicated.
>Lyra will assume it was probably Leia, she likes making distractions whenever Lyra's getting close to finding something incriminating on her
>Whoever it was, the result it the same. Meaning: Lincoln is a an affectionate menace to his offspring for the next six hours.
>Which sounds bearable until you realize he's kissing/crushing his kids into broken, spittle-bearing husks of themselves.
>"... kill meeee....."
>Loan shudders as she steps over the twitching remains of a sibling.
>(Better you than me)
>She feels guilty for thinking it but it's true.
>You might be asking why Loan- having a well-fortified door- would leave her secure zone in a time of terror.
>Well, you see under most circumstances the fridge is closely guarded by Liena. No snacking on the secure contents, no extra nibbles unless you want to risk getting a wooden-spoon wooping+drafting into kitchen prep for a week.
>But right now Liena's deserted her post in favor of the safety of the open road (and drag racing).
>So by using her strategic instincts, Loan made a calculated risk. She *dared* to leave her room, knowing full well Lincoln would probably be occupied hunting down her siblings, and they would be occupied either hiding or wishing they were- so there would be no one to see her sneaking. No one to report her.
>A bold plan (especially for her).
>And today?
>Fortune favors the bold.
>Packets of chips. A tub of ice cream, assorted other treats.

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