Lincoln's Shame

*I'm queen of the motherflipping universe!"
>Screamed a lone purple clad girl as she sprinted out of her Uber car several blocks from her home.
>She would have let her uber driver take her straight to the front of her house like usual but she had too much pent up energy.
>She needed to let out some of her pent up excitement and didn't want to risk rousing her family this late at night.
>Luna Loud was happy.
>Almost two hours after her first heavy metal concert, Luna Loud was still riding high on an adrenaline rush, she felt like she could do anything.
>She hadn't felt this kind of rush since that first Mick Swagger concert all those years
>She had attended other concerts since then of course but this was something else.
>Ok so maybe it was just some small time, no name band in some a small dingy avenue in the middle of the bad side of town but sweet Bowie's ghost did it feel like it was 10 times bigger.
>It felt like there were thousands in there instead of just a little over 300 people.
>It felt like she had just been pummeled by one of Luan's April Fool's day pranks five times over.
> It was also Luna's first time in a mosh pit.
>She had been hesitant at first after all she was kind of short for her age, most of her sisters were, she was worried she would get tossed around like a rag doll.
>And she was, at first.
>Sweaty body slamming against sweaty body with no disregard for how hard they hit each other, it was an uncomfortable, frightening experience.
>Luna was scared.
>But soon she started to hear the music, really hear it.
>The loud harsh guitars intense drumbeats and screeching vocals clicked something in Luna, a primal anger she never knew was there.
>She liked it

>Soon enough Luna was in the middle of the mosh pit.
>Slamming against guys three times her size.
>She was knocked down and thrown more times than she cared to admit but she always got, always ran back in.
>She'd never felt so tough,she wondered if this is what Lynn felt like whenever she'd compete in one of her more taxing sports.
>Regardless the rest of her night was intense.
>Violence against, loud pulsating musics that shook the foundation of the building.
>Once everything ended she was left wanting.
>A fire had awoken in her that she could put out, would't put out.
>No she had to share this intensity with someone
>Normally her first instinct would be to go to whoever was currently the object of her affection at the time, in this case her blonde bandmate Sam.
>But she and Sam were in a weird place, Sam clearly knew Luna liked her but she never gave any hints as to how she felt about Luna.
>One moment they were so close that Luna thought they were finally getting somewhere but then she'd pull back.
>Played the old "band mates shouldn't date" cliche, Luna wasn't even sure Sam was gay or bisexual like herself.
>If Luna had balls they'd be blue.
>Which in the grand scheme of things was probably for the best since Luna hadn't been with another girl yet.
>She didn't was risk screwing up what she had, or could have with Sam because she couldn't keep it her pants.
>No, when she had this much pent energy there was only one way she could burn it off.
>Just like Luan and their older sisters, and sometimes Lynn Luna suspected, there was only one toy that could satisfy them when they were "frustrated" and couldn't find a guy or get to their boyfriend, only he wasn't a toy.