AN: And here we have the true final chapter of the story, just to tie up a few loose ends (and set a thing or two up for the future in Tales From Grimwood). Here's hoping you enjoyed the ride thus far.

I don't really plan to start a new story or series yet, with this story complete. I'd like to put a little more focus and effort on the other stories, particularly Lincoln Juice and Louds and Dragons. That said, I do have a few ideas I'd like to put on the table, see if there is interest. Let me know what you think.

Louds Kitchen: As a joke, Lynn Sr's friends send an application into Hell's Kitchen. Well, he ends up getting selected, giving him the opportunity to work under Chef Gordon Ramsay.

The Lass Called Leni: A sort of Loud House retelling of "The Man Called Flinstone". Because Leni looked like a recently injured super spy, she is sent to replace her on a mission of vital importance to her country. Will she rise to the occasion, or is the world in deep trouble?

The Louds of Royal Woods: The Loud Kids as animals in a similar vein to "The Animals of Farthing Woods". With their home in Royal Woods threatened by human encroachment, the Louds and their friends from the woods decide they have to find themselves a new home.

That's all from me for now. May good fortune shine on you all until we meet again.

Epilogue

Within a second of casting the spell, Lincoln reappeared inside Grimwood's School, right in the entrance hall, along with his friends. Miss Grimwood was waiting for them as they teleported in, along with Sibella. Once more, the one son almost fell over from the effort of the mass teleportation, but Sibella was quick enough to catch him before he hit the ground. "Welcome back, everyone." Abigail said with a smile. "I hope everything went alright in Transylvania."

"Like, yeah, thank goodness." Shaggy answered, walking over to the headmistress. "We'll fill you in over a cup of tea and some cookies." The mystical headmistress nodded lightly to him, leading the scruffy man and the dogs off to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Sibella was helping back to the common room.

"Are you sure you should have teleported such a long way yourself?" The vampiress asked, a concerned expression on her face.

"I'm fine, Sibella. Just tired." He replied to her. "But boy do I have a lot to tell you."

"You do? Is Lynn alright? Did everything go alright at the marathon?"

"Thankfully, yes. She's back to normal now, though things got pretty intense thanks to that Rotters guy."

"Thank goodness." She said with a soft sigh of relief. "I'm sure everyone will want to hear all about it."

"I'm sure they would." The one son agreed. "Oh, I got to meet your mothers while I was there." He added, looking to the lavender skinned vampire girl.

"Did you? You got along with them, I hope." She said, a hint of worry with her words.

"We did. Verona kinda engaged me in a little staring contest for a bit at first…" That made Sibella laugh softly.

"That's just her way of getting to know someone. I'm guessing she saw in you exactly what I saw?" The one son nodded in reply.

"That's what she said." He then paused as a question came to mind. "Er...Sibella, would you mind if I asked you a question?"

"Not at all. What's on your mind?" She stopped in the hall, looking him in the eyes.

"I know your father has four wives, but...which one of them is your mother?" He inquired.

"All of them." She answered without a second's hesitation.

"I get that, but which one Is your birth mother?"

"All of them." Lincoln had a confused frown on his face as he pondered what he was doing wrong. Maybe he's wording it wrong? Meanwhile, Sibella had a grin on her face, wondering how long it would take for him to get it.

"Ok...which of Dracula's four brides...uh…gave birth to you?" He asked, his cheeks turning slightly red; a sight that delighted that daughter of Dracula.

"All of them." She repeated, her grin growing. Lincoln just blinked. How was that even possible!? He just stared at her for a moment as his brain rebooted and he reconsidered his strategy. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, she cut him off with a "All of them." The white haired lad was detecting a pattern here.

"...that's going to be your answer to anything I ask, isn't it?" She waited for a few seconds before she simply answered.

"All of them."

"That's what I thought." He said with a defeated sigh, followed by a chuckle, Sibella bursting out into giggles. "You're lucky you're adorable."

"You love it and you know it."

"Heh. Yeah. I really do." Lincoln said with a smile, the two sharing a tender kiss before they continued on their way to the common room.

A few days later…

After such an eventful race, one would assume that anyone involved with such a marathon would take a rest. Lynn Loud Jr...actually had taken a break to rest all her muscles, if only for a day or two. But after that, it wasn't just business as usual, it was double time. She had gotten a taste of the enhanced physical abilities of being a werewolf, and now she wanted to match that as a human. It wouldn't be easy, naturally, but the headstrong sister always believed in 'No Pain, No Gain'. Today, she was punching the old heavy bag in her own backyard, assisted by her boyfriend, Francisco. After the two of them had returned home, they officially started dating.

"Talk to me." Lynn said through the phone, tossing her boxing gloves aside.

"Hey Lynn." The voice of Kaspa responded over the phone.

"Oh, hey Kas. How's life treating you?"

"Good. Good. Had to go back to school after the marathon, but it's only a few months until spring break. Should give me some time to go exploring. How about you?"

"Alright. Working harder than ever." The sporty sister replied, sitting on the back porch with Francisco. "I really want to get as strong and fast as I was as a werewolf."

"Hehe. Well, hope you aren't working so hard you can't spend some time with Franc."

"Never." She answered, the three of them laughing after. "He's right here beside me. Here, I'll put you on speaker so you two can say hi." She added, pressing a button on her phone.

"Hi Kaspa."

"Hi Francisco. Glad to hear you two are doing alright."

"So, what's new on your end?" The young man asked, putting an arm around Lynn.

"Well, that's part of why I called. Mr Rotters and Zeral's trial was today." The gorgon gal informed them.

"Really? That was fast. I was expecting it to be months before I heard anything from a legal standpoint." Lynn said in complete surprise.

"Heh. Transylvania doesn't like wasting time when it comes to that, and I'm sure Dracula pushed to speed things along."

"So, how did that go? Were you able to see it go down?"

"No. I was back home in Crete when it happened, but the Hunch Bunch and Boo Brothers were. From what they said, it was a brutal verbal beatdown." Kaspa explained, bringing a smirk to the ponytailed athlete's face. "His lawyer refused to defend him, since he couldn't pay them, so he had to defend himself. Freako said he tried to double talk his way out of it, but as soon as the doctors testified, as well as all the evidence the Count had collected during the race, neither of them stood a chance."

"Here's hoping that doctor who injected her with the werewolf blood got smacked too…" Francisco grumbled with a frown.

"I'm sure he did, though he probably cut a deal for his testimony."

"...I'll take it."

"So, what was the damage to him when all was said and done?" Lynn inquired curiously.

"The sentencing hasn't happened yet, but Mr Brunch says Mr Rotters is looking at, at minimum, sixty years. As for Zeral, he's staring down the barrel of an afterlife sentence, for two counts of attempted murder." Kaspa answered.

"Sixty years doesn't sound like a lot, especially for a ghoul…"

"Maybe not, but you have to remember that his reputation is ruined and he blew his fortune on the whole thing."

"Heh. Well, I guess that's karma enough." The once lycan girl said with a smile returning to her.

"Still, that's just predictions at this point. Perhaps it could be much worse for him. No one can say for now."

"Speaking of, whatever happened to that vampire guy?" Francisco brought up with a slightly concerned look. "He just...disappeared after that ambush…" When he mentioned Nostufaro, Lynn and Kaspa just started snickering.

Nearly halfway across the planet, well away from Transylvania, the few remaining members of the barely functional Leatherwing Clan were holed up in a cave deep in Bulgaria, along with the trolls the vampire drama star had hired for the ambush. They were tired, disorganized, and, without their leader, utterly lacking a plan. Their members were spread out all over the place with no method of contact and they had little to no money. The gang was, effectively, disbanded. The bat men were just discussing their options at this point when they found themselves with a guest. A black bat with spiky hair flapped into the cave entrance and landed among them. Within seconds, he morphed back into the form of Nostufaro, who had a scowl on his face and a strangely glassy look in his eyes. "You fools!" He yelled furiously. "You dim witted, foul smelling sons of fruit bats!" The Leatherwings flinched in surprise when the vampire teen started raging and storming at them, while the trolls just watched with slack jawed expressions.

"How did you…?"

"Nevermind that, you miserable peasants! Thanks to you, my plan was a failure, and that insolent werewolf, gorgon, and those filthy mortals probably told everyone about it!"

"Now hold on…" The pint sized flying rodent objected, rising from the rock he sat upon. "We did our job. We lured the mutt to the trap. The rest was up to you. YOU screwed up, not us." He said, pointing a clawed hand at the puffed up bloodsucker.

"How dare you!?" Nostufaro screamed right in the bat goon's face. "My plan was PERFECT except for you idiots! And I refuse to pay for such utter ineptitude!" The moment he exclaimed that, all eyes locked onto him, turning very hard and cold at him.

"So, you plan to stiff us, eh?" The shortstack bat growled, cracking his knuckles. "...bad move, pretty boy…"

"He no be pretty for long." One of the trolls grunted as every Leatherwing and giant kins converged on Nostufaro. About this time, the vampire seemed to snap out of something.

"W...what? Where am I?" He asked in confusion, then he noticed his minions around him. "What's going on!?"

"You're about to enter a world of hurt is what's going on…" The mini Leatherwing said dangerously, the TV star looking fearfully at all the brutes surrounding him and clearly VERY angry at HIM.

When Francisco heard what Kaspa had ordered Nostufaro to do, he was on his back almost breathless with laughter. "Serves the jerk right, alright." Lynn said with a vindicated smile. "Just wish I could be there to see his face when he tells them they aren't being paid."

"I'd bet it'd be priceless." Kaspa commented through the phone. "So, are you planning to take that trip to the Bermuda Triangle, Lynn?"

"Nah." She responded with a shake of her head. "A little too...out of my comfort zone."

"That's a shame...but what are you going to do with the tickets?"

"My Pop Pop is keeping one, and I donated the rest to Miss Grimwood's School. Probably an ideal field trip for them." Lynn responded, giggling softly.

"That's really generous of you."

"I'm surprised Lucy would have given up her ticket." Francisco interjected.

"You and me both. But she said something about going to Grimwood's soon...no idea what she meant by that." Lynn simply shrugged

"Sounds like she has a plan." The gorgon gal commented.

"Darned if I know what it is though. But I'm sure we'll all learn soon enough."

"I'm sure...oops. Sounds like my folks need me. I'll talk to you again later, Lynn. Bye Francisco."

"Bye Kaspa." The young man replied.

"See you later, Kas." Lynn said before her serpentine friend hung up. "Man...a good workout, with a great guy with me, a nice chat with my new best friend, and I hear that creep got his just desserts. Can this day get any better?" She asked, leaning back against the back stairs with a big smile on her face.

"Hmmmm. I think I know a way it can." Francisco answered with a sly smile. The sports star turned her head to look at her boyfriend in curiosity, his face inches from hers. She looked at him for a moment, then grinned as she got his drift and closed the short distance for a sweet, soft kiss.