Stella quotes from The Loud House

Now, let's get you gussied up for the camera. [brushes her hair and finds a scar on the back of her neck] Whoa, cool scar!

Oh, thanks. Hockey puck. I was five, I think.

[amazed] Whoa! You play hockey?!

Wow!

That's so cool!

Stella

Whoa!

[snort-laughs] Whoa, you have friends?

[aggravated] Oh, get lost, Josh! [Josh then steals her strawberry gummies and runs off, laughing and blowing raspberries at her; angrily shaking her fist at him] AND STOP TAKING MY SNACKS!

Younger sibling? Yeah, I have plenty of those myself.

[places the David Steele Issue 13 comic book on the counter along with his friends] Hey, Kara. We don't care about Issue 13 anymore. We're just really sorry we hurt your feelings.

Stella

Yeah, and it's true that we tricked you. But after two minutes, we knew we wanted to be your friend.

Can we have another chance? We all have so much in common. Please say yes!

The Action News Team went behind the scenes with new girl, Kara, owner of the David Steele missing Issue 13… but turns out, that's not even close to the coolest thing about her. She's got a mean slap shot, and writes page-turning comics. And you definitely don't want to mess with her, because she's really good at booby traps.

[stuck in a net trap] Mom! Kara netted me again!

In the highlight of getting to know Kara is she's now our friend!

Stella

This is not looking good for Crikey.

Yes, Miss Zhou, especially since there is poo in the corner! [gags in disgust, then calls for Meryl] Meryl, bring a shovel and a bag!

This is not in my job description, ma'am.

Ooh-wee. It is hotter than a pig in a pepper patch.

[coming out the back door, carrying a bucket of ice] Okay, I got the ice! Get ready to chill. [accidentally trips on the fan's plug and falls on the ground, dropping the ice bucket on him as it melts]

There's got to be a better way to stay cool.

Stella

[smiles] Actually… [realizes] Oh, no. Never mind.

What?

Come on, tell us.

Spill it, Zhou.

Stella

[giving in] Okay, fine. Know how I'm neighbors with Principal Ramirez? [her friends all nod yes] Well, I'm housesitting for her this weekend while she's at some teacher's conference, and… she has a pool! [her friends all talk at once with excitement] Technically, she never said I could use it. I'm just supposed to water the plants and feed her birds and stuff… [shrugs] But I guess I could ask. [takes out her phone]

I don't see why she wouldn't let us.

Please, Stella, I feel like I'm melting! [groans while sinking slowly into the pool]

Stella

[types a text and sends it] There. Text sent. Now we wait.

Uh, guys? Can we wait at her house? I think Lily wants her pool back.

Stella's here.

[caws] Hello!

Stella

Hey, guys! Here you go. [pours the food into their bowl]

Ooh! This is exactly what we needed! [to Stella] Did she text back yet?

Stella

[checks her phone while Ramirez's parrots eat their food] Negative. We shouldn't go in until we hear back, so just hang out until then. [goes inside the house]

[takes out a spray can of sunscreen] Better reapply my sunscreen. Gotta protect my epiderm. Know what I mean? [sprays himself and Zach in his sunscreen, which covers Zach's glasses]

[blowing his whistle] No running! [his friends all look at him, puzzled] Sorry. Reflexes. My dads made me get lifeguard training before I was allowed to bathe alone.

[throws a life ring in the pool; wearing an inflatable swan] Well, I've pre-floated all the floaties. Come on, Ramirez. Send that text!

Stella

[checks her phone] Sorry, guys. Still nothing.

[sitting on the slide; groans] It's so hot! [slides down it, stopping just before he enters the pool while groaning]

[sighs] What if she never texts back? Well, what if she lost her phone? Or her mind? You know how wild teacher conferences get.

You know what, I'm just gonna dip my toe in.

[carrying a tray with three glasses of tropical smoothies he made] Who's ready for more of Chef Clyde's famous tropical smoothies? [gives one to Stella] Cheers to Stella, the pool party hostess with the mostest.

Rusty Spokes cannonball! [dives in; sighs] This is the life!

Stella

[takes out her phone as it beeps; excited] You guys! Principal Ramirez finally texted back!

It's about time. Make sure to thank her for us.

Stella

[checks her phone, stunningly shocked; nervously] Uh, guys? [Principal Ramirez's response is shown as emojis] She texted a thumbs-down emoji, an angry face emoji, and an explosion emoji. She super does not want us in the pool!

Aah! Oh, no!

Stella

[looks back at her phone, getting another text] She sent another text. Car emoji, "Back in an hour," clock emoji. [gasps fearfully; frantically] EVERYBODY OUT!!!

That should be everything. The only evidence is my tense, nagging guilt.

Stella

[relieved] Thank you, guys. Now you better go. Principal Ramirez will be here in 20 minutes.

Later, Stellar.

Good luck.

Don't be nervous. There's no way Ramirez will know we used the pool. [starts to leave, until…]

[caws; mimicking Lincoln] There's no way Ramirez will know we used the pool.

[shocked] Did they just--?!

[caws; mimicking Zach] Pool party!

Stella

[horrified] They're repeating what we said!

Those featherheads are gonna rat us out!

[takes out a roll of duct tape] Oh, no, they won't! [attempts to tape their beaks shut, causing them to shriek in terror]

Stella

[grabs the duct tape out of her hands] You're not taping their beaks shut, Kara.

Wait, guys, there's no reason why Ramirez would think they were talking about us.

[mimicking Rusty] Rusty Spokes cannonball!

[relieved] Phew. It's just Rusty.

[offended] Kara! Not cool, dawg!

[mimicking Clyde] Stella, the pool party hostess with the mostest! [squawks]

[squawks; also mimicking Clyde] Chef Clyde's tropical smoothies!

[sighs, realizing she's wrong] We're toast.

Welp, there goes my recommendation to U of M.

Stella

[disappointed] No. I'm the one she trusted, and it was my idea. I'll tell her it was all my fault.

[frustrated when the green parrot mimics him] Why am I being singled out?!

Maybe it's not enough to teach them new phrases. We have to make them forget the old ones! [swinging a round cracker tied to a string like a pendulum in front of the parrots' faces] You are getting very sleepy. You will fall into a deep sleep and forget all about the pool party.

[notices] Uh-oh, I think Zach caught some stray hypno-rays!

[collapses and stands up; groaning] Where am I? Why am I looking at birds?

They aren't saying anything, so I think it worked.

Yeah! They forgot all about the pool party, Lincoln.

[squawks; mimicking Clyde] Pool party, Lincoln.

[realizing he messed up] Whoopsie.

[groans] I gotta start over again.

Don't bother, yo. I just came up with a better idea. [then shown in front of the house, waving to his cousin Derek; holding birdcage with a blanket covering it] Thanks, D-Dawg! [brings the cage into the backyard] Cousin Derek comes through again. I sent him a picture and he got three identical birds in under 30 minutes!

Stella

I still don't feel good about replacing Ramirez's birds.

It's only until Lisa can wipe the memory. We can sneak them back here next week.

Behold! [pulls the blanket off the cage, revealing a featherless parrot, another parrot with an eyepatch, and a third parrot with a black beak]

Stella

Rusty, these birds look nothing like Ramirez's!

Relax. Cousin Derek also sold me bird paint. [holds up three cans of bird paint with a logo of parrot (which resembles Sergio), corresponding to the original parrots' feather colors; paints the replacement parrots to look identical to Principal Ramirez's] Oh, missed a spot. Done!

Stella

I must admit, they don't look that bad… if you squint.

[in Italian] Buongiorno! (translation: Good day!)

[also in Italian] Come stai? (translation: How are you?)

Stella

[surprised in anger] Rusty, these birds speak Italian!

Yo, forget about it.

Not that one. He's from New York.

Stella

Either way, Principal Ramirez is gonna know they're not her birds! [pulls out her phone, getting a text] It's her! "Five minutes away", car emoji, smiley face emoji.

She's really going hard on the emojis.

Stella

[out of options] Welp, guess I'll have to face the music.

No, we all will.

How you doing?

Not great, but thanks for asking.

[hastily as Principal Ramirez enters the backyard] Principal Ramirez. I bet you're wondering why we're all standing around here in our swimming costumes.

Not really. [shoves him, Zach and Kara out of the way; to her parrots, happily] There you are! Oh, my babies! Mommy missed you! [gives them smooches]

[mimicking Rusty] Rusty Spokes cannonball!

[squawks; mimicking Zach] Stella's pool party!

[mimicking Colonel Austin] Hasta la bye-bye, chump!

Stella

Yeah, about that. We can explain. We really messed up. We used the pool before we got your text.

We're really sorry.

Yeah.

[sighs] I'll just go to community college.

[puzzled] Wait, wait, wait. I'm confused. I told you to use the pool. Didn't you read my text?

Stella

[holds up her phone; confused] The one with the angry face emoji?

Angry face? I thought that was the "It's hot" emoji. [takes out her phone] See? I said, "I'm down. It's super hot. Swimming is the bomb."

Stella

[talking to Lincoln and Clyde about hearing one of the students calling her a teacher's pet while doing crunches in gym class] I mean… Teacher's pet? Can you believe he said that?! [frantically] What was that? That was a look. You exchanged a look.

No, we didn't. We were just… doing eyeball stretches. [Lincoln agrees and they glance in random directions] Good for your peripheral vision. Ow! Ocular cramp.

Okay, look. We may have heard a few people call you a Goody-Two-Shoes.

Stella

[flings the medicine ball in shock which sends Lincoln flying back] What?! They called me a Goody-Two-Shoes too?! That's even worse than I thought!

Honestly, it's not that big of a deal. I get it all the time and I'm cool with it.

Stella

[frustrated] Ugh! Come on! [prepares to throw the whole desk into the river]

[off-screen] Stella, stop! [runs up]

Stella

Principal Ramirez? How did you find me?

I just followed the drag marks. [gestures to the trail in the dirt; Stella pulls up the award and sighs awfully] Why are you doing this?

Stella

I'm sorry, it's just, everyone thinks I'm a goody-two-shoes and a teacher's pet as it is. I really appreciate what you and all the teachers are trying to do, but getting this award would only make things worse.

I understand. We just wanted to honor you because you're such a good kid. It's not always easy to do the right thing, but you always do. And we admire that about you. It's a shame you want to give this up because of what other people think. But I can buff out your name and give it to somebody else.