The Hands That Rock the Lane

"The Hands That Rock the Lane" is the 30th episode of Wiksteria Lane.
==Summary==
Worried that the awful Americana may have been telling the truth about his young friend, Renaboss decides to do some background research on Jdg98, and doesn't like what he finds. Meanwhile, Lady Junky decides to take a bold step when she realizes her life could be about to change, and Americana puts a risky plan into motion. Mary teaches Gleek that the only way to make the populus forget about a juicy scandal is to replace it with another, juicier one, and Villain fan is horrified to learn about all the nasty things his middle daughter has been up to. Lynettefan takes matters into his own hands when it comes to figuring out a possible obstacle leering on his life: Regemma.
==Plot==
Lady Junky is seen locked up in the burnbook at Rena's template. She is sitting on the toilet seat, looking at a homemade pregnancy test she swiped from the hundreds her sister Mary keeps in her bedstand drawer. She has peed on it, and is waiting nervously for the result. It finally shows.
Lady walks barefoot into the kitchen, still in her nightgown, some time after peeing on the stick. Rena is making breakfast for his ever-growing "family". He greets her with a kiss on the lips, but she doesn't kiss him back enthusiastically. However, she notices he is cheery and asks him why. "My friend DisneyMeerkats sent me a letter," Rena explains, "We were... best friends growing up, pretty much brothers, in the orphanage where I lived, and... he's coming. Here. To the lane." "Oh, good," Lady tells him, with a playful smile, "More person for house with too many persons." Rena chuckles, and then tells her it actually looks like Disney is interested in moving to the lane, getting a template there and contributing to the wiki. "I think he'd make a good recapper, don't you?" "I don't know. I have been here long time and I don't know what to recap is." "Yeah, me neither, nobody does. But I'm very excited. Besides, the more help we can get taking down that son of a bitch next door, the better, right?" Lady smiles. He notices she doesn't look so good, as a single tear comes down her face, and asks her what's wrong. "Nothing, I..." she smiles, "I love you so much I cry happy." Rena smiles back, and kisses her passionately. "I... I want to make love for you," she says. Rena looks surprised, "Really? Wow, I... I mean, that's great, it... we haven't done it since... since the first time." "I'm ready now. I want your, how you say, penis?" Rena looks a little awkward. "G-great... well... now?" "Now," she tells him. She kisses him, looking sullen, and they head upstairs, leaving Cat's waffles to burn. In their navbar, with the door slightly open, they engage in the sweet act of love-making. Rena then stops himself, saying, "Look, I... I bought a bunch of condoms but I think they all went up your sister. Are you on the pill?" Lady looks him in the eye and says, "Yes... we're safe." They resume making out and then Rena enters her.
Lynettefan2626 is shown cutting the ribbon to a premiering event over at the Lostpedia, the second wiki he presides over. As the reporters try to get him to answer questions, he makes a brief speech about how proud he is that he was elected by the Losties to represent them and rule over them despite not ever having made an edit in their wiki. "You trusted me with bureaucracy, adminship, rollbackacy and all sorts of honors, and I am humbled. You humble me." The people eat out of his hand. After his speech is over and done with, he leaves the event, heading for his limousine. "Where to, boss?" asks Matthew, moonlighting as his chauffeur. "Home," he says. During the ride, Lynette gets to thinking.
Flashback - Lynette, about ten years before, walks around in Central Park. He is gazing at the sky ever so gayly, with a youthful and carefree look on his face, and he bumps into a young brunette and causes her to spill her coffee on her chest. She shouts out with pain, and Lynette is horrified. "My boobs are on fire!!" she shrieks. Lynette proceeds to immediately unbutton her steaming coffee-covered shirt, leaving her topless in the middle of the park. She is shocked, but goes along due to the hurt. He takes out a handkerchief and swipes her chest clean, and the whole scene is relatively awkward. Passers-by stop to look at them. Lynette doesn't fully assimilate what has happened till he's done wiping her clean. Her chest is red. She is still panting and he asks her if she's better. "Well, my chest is all red, I'm in scolding pain and topless in public. Never been better." Lynette chuckles. "I'm... I'm ever so terribly sorry about this," he says, "I'm Lynette. You?" She smiles and tells him, "RandomRambler."
"What are you telling me you're not gonna help me???!!! We're a motherfucking team!" Americana is livid. Matt, Mirlo and Nosh sit in their PM room around her, and the leader tells her, "We're only a team cos we work for the same boss. When you stand there and tell us you wanna go up against that same boss, who happens to be the most powerful man in all of wikia now and who has actually been pretty good to us, we just basically tell you to fuck off. Take your own little personal vendettas and shove them up you ass. We like stability." Amy shoots him an angry look and tells him, "You guys are gonna regret this. Cos when I'm done with Lynette, he will be nothing. And I will be filthy rich and far, far away from here. You guys will be left jobless and probably homeless. I was gonna share everything with you, let you run away with me and do something of ourselves. I don't usually share squat. But hey, suit yourselves. I hope you all drown in shit!" She leaves. Soon afterwards, Nosh scratches his crotch. Matt says, "Please tell me you don't still have crabs." "No," he says, "I took care of that. But I slept with that Mary girl again since and... I think she gave me fleas." Mirlo pays no attention to them; he looks out through the window at Regemma recapping her lawn, and stares longingly at her.
Jdg sits at the kitchen table, eating by himself, smearing butter on bread with a relatively sharp yet small knife. His father comes down the stairs, and greets him. Jdg doesn't say anything for a few seconds, before saying, "I need you to leave." His father stops. "I need you to... I don't know what you're doing here. What you want from me. But you have to go. I am trying to make a good life for myself here, with people who care about me, and you need to be out of it." James responds: "How can you say that to your old man? I'm your family. The only family you have left. No one can ever be as good to you or love you as much as family. Like your dear momma. Of course you repaid her love by burning her while she slept." James sits at the table, and reaches out a hand to his son. Jdg looks at him, for a while, and then stabs his hand with the knife. James screams out in horror, and Jdg immediately removes the knife and tells him, quietly yet decidedly, "You are not my family. Rena, Lady, little miss what's-her-face, they're my family now. You are a stain in my past, nothing else, just a drunken redneck rapey piece of shit who doesn't deserve the air he breathes or the ground he walks on. And you... are going to get out of my life. Before I burn you in your sleep too." James keeps groaning and moaning in pain as he deals with the unbearable pain coming from the center of his hand. However, he gathers up his strengths and punches his son square in the jaw. Jdg falls to the floor, and his chair falls with him. James picks up the knife his son let go of in the process and stabs him twice in the thigh. Jdg screams out, and Lady comes rushing down the stairs, all "Sacré bleu qu'est-ce que se passe?!" James puts the knife away and tries to hide his hand, telling the young woman that Jdg lost his balance while tipping over backwards. Lady notices the blood on the floor and the screaming Jdg and tells the middle-aged man that she'll go get the first-aid kit. She rushes back upstairs, and James kneels down and whispers into his son's ear, "You listen to me now, you dim-witted little turd, you're going to pay for what you did to her. I'll make sure of that." James proceeds to leave to go and tend to his hand, as Jdg is left panting and crying on the floor, holding his thigh wounds.
Renaboss is sitting behind his desk at the Moderation Station, looking up JoséGuerri98 in his search engine. Behind bars, Dr. Sonya calls out for him, distracting him, and asks when he thinks he's going to actually be moved to a proper facility, an actual prison. Renaboss tells him their "beloved" president was supposed to take care of that, but it appears he's been a bit distracted with other issues ever since the church blew up, and Sonya should have brought it up when he met with him to go over his feeble physique anyway. Sonya is annoyed. Rena's eyes widen as his attention is drawn back to the computer screen.
Over at the Glee Wiki, Gleekobsessed is seen looking very nervous. MaryPierceLopez joins him, and they are shown to be backstage at some event. Mary asks if he is ready for it, and he claims not to be. "I mean... thousands of people are gonna be watching. This... this is televised." "I know, fun, right?" she tells him. She then hands him a couple of blue pills and tells him to take them both, so that they kick in faster. "Is that what I think it is?" he asks her. "Well, you're a fag, I figured you're gonna need some help to get it up for me." Gleek swallows them both but then hesitates again: "I really don't think we should do this..." Mary tells him, "Look, I told you, the only way to make people forget about a scandal is to replace it with an even juicier scandal. And you don't want anyone thinking you're a pole-smoker, so... show them you're not. Unless you're not man enough for this..." He gives her a look.
An announcer tells the people in attendance at the random event and the cameras filming that he is proud to say that the event in question has been a great success. The curtains behind him then pull away to reveal something they were inaugurating, and everyone gasps in shock as the curtains move to reveal Gleekobsessed having sex with Mary, holding her up, her legs wrapped around his buttocks as he thrusts into her vagina repeatedly, and they moan with pleasure. Inside the Moderation Station, Rena's attention is diverted from the computer again as he notices the president of the Glee Wiki and the slut of Wiksteria Lane go at it. Sonya looks at them from his cell and shakes his head disapprovingly. In Rena's template, Lady is tending to Jdg's wounds, looking very confused as to how he could have sustained such odd-looking injuries in a run-of-the-mill fall, and their attention is also caught by the fornicating pair on TV. "Mon Dieu... que putaine," Lady says. Jdg doesn't know how to react. In Lynette's template, Devious Peep watches the show on the PM room's TV and says, "Aw damn gurl... it's getting hawt in herre." Behind her, I luv pll says, "Pero... él no es maricón?" Matt, Mirlo and Nosh watch the same show, and Nosh comments, "Poor guy, he's gonna spend the whole of tomorrow scratching his crotch." In his template, Villain fan has a snack while watching it and chokes at the sight of his daughter having sex in public, on camera. He looks livid.
Devious Peep enters the office of Lynettefan2626, who looks calm and pensive. "What up, Mr. P?" Lynette turns to her and doesn't look particularly pleased to see that she's talking to him. Or standing there in his office. Or existing at all. Lynette asks if there is something she wants, and Peep tells him, "I wanna take the rest of the day off to celebrate Black Christmas." Lynette gives her a look for a few seconds and then says, "Sure. Happy holidays." Peep is delighted ("OMFG like oh my gawd you tha best boss ever make me a son."), but then asks him why he looks so down. Lynette tells her he just has a lot on his mind at the moment. "One of those days when... memories just come back up to haunt you, you know?" he says. "Aw damn do I know. Every now and again I remember my ex-bf, Darnell. See, that fool tell me he love me, but then I found out he be two-timing me with LaQuanashan'da from da hair salon! So I'll be okay, going 'bout my little life and then for no reason everything reminds me of Darnell: the garbage can, a run-over possum, hobo barf on the streets, my used tampons, everything! And I get to missin'." Lynette expresses his sympathies. He then tells her she should go on and get out, to enjoy her festivities. "What festivities?" He gives her another look. "Oh right, Black Arbor Day. Thanks a fizzie, boss. I'm out!" She leaves. Lynette gives her no more thought, and loses himself in his memories again.
Flashback - A younger Lynettefan rushes right through the halls of a hospital. He makes his way to a room in the maternity ward, gasping for air, panting, and finds RandomRambler, his beautiful wife, holding a newborn child in her arms, on her bed. Lynette is moved. He walks up to them, with tears forming in his eyes, and says, "I missed it..." "Trust me, you wouldn't have wanted to be here," the beautiful brunette tells him, "I threw quite the bitch fit." He kisses his wife on the forehead. "Did it hurt?" "No sex for a year." "I see." He then looks down at his young daughter, a beautiful, precious bald baby. Her eyes open to face him, a beautiful green. He cries with joy, and kisses his new favorite thing in the whole world. Random tells him, "I... I was thinking of calling her MissMayfair... after my grandmother." Lynette looks back up at her and smiles, a moving, genuine, happy smile, that contrasts with all the smiles we're used to getting from him. "It's a beautiful name," he says. They kiss.
Lynette's attention is diverted from his trail of thought again when I luv pll comes in with a necklace on her hands. "Lynette mister, yo found this, in PM room, on drawer." Lynette looks at the necklace, and it seems familiar. The maid tells him, "I think it belong to mister ImmaGleek." Lynette looks at the necklace for a while longer, a few silent seconds, and then says, "Yes... it did..." "I keep," Pll says, before walking out with the necklace.
Flashback - ImmaGleek and Regemma are seen sitting in their old home, shortly after their father has perished. It is apparent that Imma has already started up a life on Wiksteria Lane, and taken up a job as Lynettefan's secretary/assistant. Regemma wears black, out of respect. Imma wears red. They go over some of their father's boxed possessions and decide on what to do with them. "I say we burn it all, or at least trash them," Imma says. Regemma gives her a shocked and disapproving look, saying, "I hope dad can't hear you say that." "Um, did we just come from the same event? Or while I was busy mourning dad and getting bored at the minister's long speech you were daydreaming that you were in Cuba?" the secretary tells her twin. "You know, Imma, you've always been a bitch, but ever since you moved to that wiki, you seem to have gotten worse," Reg tells her. "Bitches evolve," Imma gives as response, "I'm a grade 3 bitch, but I can insult people at a grade 5 level." Reg sneers. "I miss you sometimes, when you're all the way over there." "Why?" Imma asks, "You hate me." "Well, I wish I could hate you up close and personal. It's no fun over the phone. I can't see your reaction when I call you names." Imma smiles. Regemma then opens up a box containing her father's old working kit. "I think I'm gonna keep this... learn how to be even more handy around the house. Make daddy proud." Imma doesn't say anything. Regemma looks up at her and notices that she's starting to tear up. "You know, it's okay to let it out," Reg says, "He was your father. I won't think less of you, much to the contrary. And I won't tell anyone." Imma hesitates for a while, but then they hug. Imma then says, "I should... I really should get going. Wiksteria Lane is hours away, and before you know it it's night..." "Stay. Spend the night. I'm sure your boss will understand if you're not there first thing in the morning. What do you even do for him anyway?" "I..." Imma has a hard time answering, "Anything it takes. I'm just that professional." "Well, I certainly hope that doesn't including throwing bodies into the ocean," Regemma jokes. Imma smiles and says, "Not so far, it doesn't."
Regemma sits in her kitchen, hands around a mug of hot cocoa. She looks down as well. There is a knock on her door, and she is caught off-guard. She gets up to answer it, and finds Mirlo standing there. She tells him that, whatever plan he might have up his sleeve, she's just not in the mood. Mirlo asks to be let in, and she asks him if he perchance happens to have any gun on him. Mirlo tells her she can feel him up if she wants to. She doesn't look amused. He says it was a joke, and her face remains the same. She lets him in, and closes the door behind them. Mirlo wonders if she's having a bad day, and she tells him, "As a matter of fact, I am. I've been thinking about my sister." "You miss her," he says. Regemma scoffs at this: "My sister was a bitch. I hated her guts. She was insulting, classless, manipulative and cunning." "But you miss her," he repeats. Regemma looks at him. "Yes. I do." Mirlo moves in to hug her, and she steps back ("What are you doing?"). Mirlo realizes the bold move he's just made, and apologizes: "I just... I thought you needed a hug." Regemma tells him he is shameless, resorting to his faked charms to try and swoon her just so that he gets in on what she's trying to do to Lynette, even when she herself doesn't know what she's going to do. Mirlo tells her he's not trying to do anything. "I... I was going to... I was told to ask you out on a date. And shake you up for as much information as I could possibly get. Americana told me to. Because of her boss, our boss. But... the moment I met you, the moment I first talked to you, I... I..." He can't go on. Regemma examines every twitch of his face, and concludes that he might be talking honestly. "I want to help," he says, "You might not believe me, so, I guess I'm just gonna have to make you believe me. Whatever it is you wanna do to that bastard, I can help. He killed your sister, and he made me plant her body in that other guy's basement. He probably blew up the church, for all I know. He sure as hell told us to make it look like the other president did it. If you want, I... I'll tell everyone the truth. Even if it gets me arrested, but... but... I wanna help you." Regemma doesn't quite know what to say. She then tells him, "Ok." He smiles. She goes on: "Just... don't. Don't say anything, to anyone. And if you really want to help me, if you really... I don't know... care about me... then you won't ask me any questions. I don't trust you. Not yet. And it's the only way I can be sure you're not squeezing me dry." Mirlo nods, "You got it. No questions. I'll let you do... whatever you want to do. Just... when it's all over..." "What?" she asks him. "Please, just... consider giving me a chance," he begs of her. Regemma looks touched. Then, her phone rings. She goes to pick it up, and after a few seconds of talking, she ends with, "Sure... I guess." She hangs up. Mirlo asks who it was, and Regemma tells him, "Your boss. Lynettefan2626. He wants to speak with me." Mirlo looks a bit anxious.
Mary comes back home, and finds her father waiting for her on the couch. She notices his look, and asks what the matter is. "I saw... your little... performance." Mary smirks. "Ah. Cool." He is stunned by her carefree reaction. He gets up and walks towards her, asking if she takes pride in that public spectacle of immorality. She tells him, "That's a lot of fancy words for fucking." He slaps her. She is horrified and taken aback by this, and asks what he did that for. He tells her, "You... are disgusting. You are sick, and... you embarrass me." Mary gives him a wicked, provocative look; "I am so sorry to disappoint you, daddy." She smirks, and he slaps her again, out of rage. She recuperates from the second slap and then punches him in the face. Villain grabs his daughter and throws her against the message wall. Mary hits the hard wall face first and falls to the floor. She starts to groan with pain, and Villain walks slowly towards her, saying, "You disgusting piece of shit... You're a filthy, filthy whore, and I... I wish you were never born. I wish I'd never met you. I wish I'd never known about you." He crouches down, so that he can be on the same level as she is, and adds, "Do you know... how sad that makes me? How embarrassed I am to admit... that I hate you? I hate my own daughter... I hate the person you are, I hate the relationship we have, and I hate the things you do... I hate everything about you, with a fiery passion. And it sickens me! I want to change it but I can't, everytime I see your face I die a little! I hate you!!" Mary looks up at him, her lower lip bleeding from hitting the wall, and says, "You hate... that you love me." "I don't love you, Mary. I wish I did, I wish I could but I can't." She gathers some strength to sit up better, wipes the blood off her lip and says, "You hate... that you want me." He doesn't know how to respond. She goes on: "You... are jealous. That I fucked that other guy. You want me to fuck you, and only you." "Say that again, and I swear to God..." "You'll what, daddy? Hit me again? Choke me again? Kill me?..." He looks livid, not knowing what to say. "Or rape me?..." she says, "That's what you want, right? You wanna fuck me till I'm dead. Well, do it, daddy. Fuck the life out of me." He starts to cry; "I, I... this is... you're sick, sweetie, can't you see that..." "Fuck me." "I want... you need help, I need to help you..." "Fuck me." "We need to take you to the doctors, I..." "FUCK ME!!!" He grabs her by the chin and slams her face into the wall, shouting "SHUT UP!! SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!!!!!!!" He screams this repeatedly as he smashes her face against the wall. She gathers as much strength as she can to kick him and try to get away. Her nose is broken, and her whole face is bloody. He grabs her before she can go far, and twists her arm. "Is this how you like it, you fucking abomination?!" She screams in agony, and he throws her over the couch. He starts to slap her repeatedly as she tries to knee him the gut and get him off her. Soon enough, he's unzipped his pants, ripped her clothes and penetrated her. Mary shrieks with pain, and then with pleasure. "YOU WANT THIS DON'T YOU?" He cries and cries as he thrusts into her, and Mary shouts "OH FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME!!" as her head continually hits the armrest. After they both hit climax at the same time, she faints. He gets off of her, sits down by a corner and cries.
Flashback - Lynettefan is playing with his young daughter, MissMayfair, who is now approximately five years old, in their old house, in New York City. He looks absolutely delighted to be spending precious time with her. Then, the doorbell rings, and Lynette goes to answer the door. He opens it and his smile quickly disappears as he sees who it is: his mother, DocMD. "Lynette... sweetheart." She says, before moving to hug him. Lynette doesn't hug her back, he simply asks her why she's there. "Oh, honey," she tells him, "It's been so long. So many years. I've missed you so much, and... I was told you got married. And had a, a child. My love, I... I wanted to see you wo much. I had to. I wanted to meet my granddaughter." Lynette looks saddened, and moved, but it all vanishes when he hears a familiar male voice saying, "Correction." His eyes widen as Villain fan appears and puts one arm around Doc's waist, adding, "We wanted to meet our granddaughter."
The door to Lynettefan's template is opened by I luv pll, very late at night, and Regemma enters. Lynette meets her at the end of the stairs and tells Pll that she may be excused for the rest of the day. "Pero señor, I live here." Lynette gives her a look, and the maid leaves ("Ay Dios mio, cabrón hijo de puta, donde me voy a quedar?"). Regemma asks why she was called there. Lynette simply tells her to follow him into his office. Regemma says, "You just told the only other person in this house to leave. No witnesses to anything, therefore. You killed my sister, I'm not following you anywhere." Lynette pauses; "Very well," he says. She asks him why he called her over, and he says, "Because I... I have been... troubled, lately. I shouldn't be. Life is good. I mean, I was just elected president of another wiki, life is more than good. But still... something is lingering in my head. I didn't know what that was, until my maid found a necklace that... belonged to your sister. So... I was reminded of you. Of your being here. And I want to ask... What do you want? Why are you still here?" Regemma tells him, "I have no good answer for that." "You do realize that BalkOfFame, the former president of the Lostpedia, has murdered your sister, right? Do you not follow the news?" Regemma answers, "And your former fiancée told me you did it." Lynette is silenced by this. He then asks again, "What do you want?" Regemma simply says, "Justice." Lynette chuckles. "Justice... Regemma... do you happen to know what your sister did?" "Enlighten me." Lynette smirks; "That church... that blew up... she set it all up. She planted the bombs. Caused the deaths of two hundred people." "Did she now? Exactly how do you know that?" "I saw her. In a tape she left. It's why I left the church just in time." "How convenient." "It does sound... rather far-fetched, I'll give you that. But it's true." Regemma scoffs, and says, "Fair enough. But I don't believe you. I don't believe anything you say. You're a murderer, and because that's apparently not bad enough, you're a liar." Lynette looks at her, very seriously, and says, "I killed your sister." Regemma is surprised. He goes on to say, "Oh, but why do you look so shocked? I thought you knew that, believed that, all along. Is it something else to actually hear me say it?" Regemma asks, "How do you know I don't have a tape recorder on me?" "I didn't know. Still don't, as a matter of fact, but I'm presuming you don't, since you said that. The thing is... I was very fond of your sister, Regemma. She was... extraordinary. An extraordinary woman. A professional. She did whatever I asked her to. You don't find employees like that nowadays. She was one of a kind, and she is missed." "What is your point?" she asks, impatiently. "My point is... Your sister was very special to me. And I killed her." As he says this, a large grin shows up on his face, "I put a bullet in her head. It was so quick and easy. The moment I saw she was becoming a risk, I took care of her. She tried to cut into my engagement, my plans. I knew that she would do far worse if I didn't give her the due attention. You see, she sort of had a tiny crush on me. By 'crush' I mean 'obsession'." Regemma doesn't appear surprised by this, it's as though she already suspected it. Lynette continues, "I killed her, with a song in my heart, and even used her death to teach someone a lesson. And then I..." he starts to laugh, "I used her... her fricking cadaver to frame someone else. I... Wow. I amaze myself. I am one sick bastard." A tear shows up in one of Reg's eyes. "But I keep digressing. You see, Regemma, my point is, if you get in my way, I destroy you. It's as simple as that, and not necessarily a threat, but a sort of... basic truth. I will kill you. If I see that I have to." Regemma asks, "Why not just kill me now? Or do you want to bore me to death?" Lynette chuckles softly, and tells her she has her sister's wit and charm. "I stand before you and... I actually do miss her. My dear Imma." Regemma looks livid. He continues: "I see in your face that... that you are determined. You want to stop me. Take me down. Maybe even kill me, make me pay for what I did to your sister. I understand, respect, and commend that. Good for you. Imma would have appreciated that, I'm sure. You're well within your right to want justice and retribution to be served, Regemma. And if you want to come at me... I welcome it. Take your best shot. Just know that... I hit right back. And I have exaggeration issues. I tend to go overboard... when I'm ruining someone's life. Natural flaw." Regemma walks up to him, and says, "This isn't going to go on forever... no one is that powerful, and the people can't be so stupid for so long. You will lose. In the end, you will lose." He laughs, almost insanely, and says, "I will lose?! I don't deserve to lose!! Do you not understand that?!?! How daft can you be?!!" He holds his hands up to her face, the open palms right before her eyes, and shouts, "I built this fucking empire of mine with my own two hands!! I have earned everything I have!! And no one, no one, NO ONE is ever going to take anything away from me again!! Ever!! Do you understand that?!" She doesn't reply. She looks slightly intimidated. His hands are still up in the air, before her face, and he then brings them slightly down, but still up in the air. "Regemma, I... in these hands... I own wikia. Maybe not all of it, but soon enough, before you know it, it will be all of it. And as long as you are here... I have you in my hands. Even if you don't realize it. You wanna play a game that's rigged in my favor. Don't waste your time. I hold your life, Regemma... in my hands... and if I want to..." He then closes his fists. Hard. She looks at them. Then back up at him. They lock eyes for several seconds, inhaling and exhaling, not saying a word. He then breaks the silence by asking her, "So... what are you going to do?" She keeps looking at him with watery eyes, and says, "I..." His anticipation grows as he waits for a response. "I don't know," she finishes. Then she turns around and leaves. She closes the door behind her and walks a few steps in his pathway. Then, she brings her own hands up to her face and cries. Inside, Lynettefan stands motionless, quietly, at the bottom of the stairs.
Americana opens the door to Rena's template using a skeleton key of Lynette's, and enters. Everyone is asleep. Soon enough, she has planted one can of gasoline in hiding, in the garage.
Lynette sits down in his office, and turns the chair around to face the window. He watches as Regemma makes her way back to her template.
Regemma enters her house.
Lynette stands up and walks around his office.
Regemma sits down at the counter and looks stressed.
Lynette, in his office, smiles, almost arrogantly.
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