Thank you folks for coming. After much investigating, I've just figured out that Lincoln is innocent. It was Lynn! And Luan! And Mr. Coconuts!
[gasps] You can't prove nothing!
Of course I can! [flashback to Lincoln doing his laundry duty when his stomach rumbles and rushes upstairs, out of the basement] Lincoln left the laundry room between 12:00 and 12:30 while the whites were washing, and when he did, the trio made their move. [Lynn, Luan, and Mr. Coconuts enter the basement, smirking slyly] First, Luan tossed her yellow socks in the wash! But peach socks alone couldn't dye the laundry peach. That's when Lynn threw in her red jersey! [Luan adds her yellow socks in the wash and Lynn adds her red jersey and presses "start" to turn on the wash; the whites dye peach as the clothes mix] And while all of this was going on, Mr. C. was acting as a lookout.
[Back to present]
[not seeing the problem] That story don't seem to make a lint of sense!
Sure it does, and I've just had proof. [takes out coconut-scented detergent, and the other family gasps] When I interviewed Luan, I caught a whiff of something sweet. At first, I thought it was her coconut pie until I interviewed Lynn, whose jersey smelled exactly the same. Once I found the detergent, [pours some in the cap, and smells it] it all made sense.
[sniffs Lynn's jersey and Luan's socks] She's wright. They smell the same!
[Three people, realizing they're busted]
But why?! Why did you do it?!
Oh, Lincoln, isn't it obvious? [flashback to breakfast; voice-over] At breakfast, this morning, you totally snagged my gag! Hey, folks! What's a sheep's favorite fruit?
Baa-nana!
[Lana snorts milk out of her nose and onto Luan and Mr. Coconuts's faces, finding it so hilarious as Luan glares at them]
[voice-over] And I had a soak in it!
[voice-over to when she entered the kitchen and finds Lincoln eating her meatball sub, much to her anger] And then later, you ate my spicy meatball sub, which I was saving for my pre-game protein boost!
[voice-over] You stung us good, kid, so we came up with a plan for revenge.
[Three of them smirk deviously at themselves and join hands for their plan to get back at Lincoln; back to the present]
We're sorry. We just got back at Lincoln for framing him. It was an awful idea, but we'll just replace everyone's clothes. Promise!
Enough with the sob story. Lana, take them to the slammer!
Or, instead, we put them on laundry duty for the next month.
Works for me.
I'm on board with that.
And we'll just get Lincoln something, too. How's a limited edition David Steele comic sound? [playfully elbows him] Eh?
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