Enough (Loud House Fanfic)

Release the Hounds

"Yo...it's me, Denny. Hey, we need some help over here at 672 Westbrook Avenue...yeah...alright, thanks, man," Denny said over the phone to Billy Matthews, the leader of the Hunde gang, who controlled a gang even scarier than Lamar's.

Denny and Julian were genuinely terrified of this gang, mainly for one reason: they had dogs...lots of them.

Lincoln only had one pitbull-terrier named Zeus, who was super strong, but the Hunde gang had dozens of German Shepherds and pitbulls to go around.

Another thing that was scary about them was how brutal their tactics were. Remember the torture session with this gang? With them it would've been 10 times worse.

Lamar and his Crips did have some other people in their gang, but they were either dead or in jail by now, hence why they needed to call this gang.

Once the night was over and it was Monday morning, Billy Matthews and his gang arrived at the garage. He knocked on it with Lamar answering it.

"Billy! Wassup dog?" Lamar shook hands with Billy. He was a tall, muscular, white male with brown, curly hair.

"Lamar!" Billy said back while ushering his gang inside. The Louds were terrified of this gang already. The men in the group, which was close to about 50 men, had about 48 dogs with them, which is four-dozen.

Surprisingly, none of the dogs barked once. They had been trained very well by the gang in every aspect you could imagine.

Julian inched over to Lamar and whispered some bad news to him.

"Ah, crap. You're right," Lamar said back to him.

"What is it?" Billy asked.

"Trae Curtis stated that the only weapons allowed were knifes, not dogs," Lamar explained.

"How do you know they won't break the rules, though?" Denny asked.

"I don't, which is why we ain't gonna tell them," Lamar enforced.

"Besides, dogs aren't considered 'weapons'," Billy added.

"The way we're going to use them they are," Lamar chuckled.

"Uh, what's with the people in the back?" Billy's right-hand man asked, who's name is Laquavious.

"We had some uninvited guests here stop yesterday," Lamar answered, making it sound comical.

"You guys all suck!" Lynn Sr. piped, which he shouldn't have.

"You know what, old man? I think you've won yourself a trip to the conveyer belt!" Julian announced as some mobsters cheered.

"No! Anything but that, please! I'll do anything!" Lynn Sr. pleaded, since the conveyer belt was a brutal torture machine.

"Anything, you say?" Denny asked, sounding interested.

"Yes!" Lynn Sr. assured.

"Oh, really? Well then, tell me, what is your son's phone number? Or actually, I'm just gonna take your phone," Lamar snatched Lynn Sr.'s phone, which was in a pile with everyone else's items.

The family looked at each other with worried faces, until Lori whispered to Lola, who was next to her.

"Don't worry, his phone has been out of juice for weeks now, remember?" Lori comforted Lola.

"I guess you're right...at least I hope so," Lola guessed. Unfortunately, she was wrong.

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incoln had obtained a phone charger from Miles at his house, and his phone finally turned on. He spotted tons and tons of notifications from friends and family asking if he had been alright, which he obviously couldn't answer.