Ooh. My last post previously got 100 likes. New record. Look. [Shows Leni her post]
So cute! You've really found your best angle!
Thanks! Not to brag but I kind of feel like I've mastered the selfie.
Oh totes! Your pic almost got as many likes as Carol Pingrey's.
[Gasps and drops her phone] Ow! Carol Pingrey?! I didn't see her on this app!
She just joined! Can you believe her first selfie got 101 likes?
[Takes Leni's phone] Give me that! [Sees Carol's selfie] Ugh, typical. Perfect Carol Pingrey has to one-up me in everything I do.
[First flashback shows Younger Carol receiving a Bluebell Scout medal]
Don't feel bad, Lori. You sold almost as many cookies as Carol!
[Second flashback shows Carol beating Lori out for homecoming queen]
Aw, don't feel bad, Lori. You got almost as many votes as Carol!
[Third flashback shows Carol beating Lori in a golf tournament]
[Jumping up and down] Yay, Lori! You got more points higher than Carol!
Thanks, Leni. But let me explain golf scoring. Again.
[Back to the present]
Ugh! I'm sick of it! [Pacing around] I've literally been working for three months getting more likes on my own photo before.
It's our fault you didn't pass your test. We kept you up all night helping us study, that you were too tired to take your own test.
We talked to Mom and Dad, and they agreed to give you a second chance.
And this way we won't be here to distract you.
You're all willing to go back to regular school just for me? [her siblings nod] Thanks, you guys.
How excited are you for tonight's episode?
So excited! According to rumors on social media, Tristan's going to turn the dungeon into a gym. Tristan working out, can you even? [They sigh dreamily]
[Groans] Let's hope this works Edwin. [goes over to Lori and Leni] Hey guys, now that we're all, um, ' VoM heads ', you have to join me in all of the super fun pre-show rituals.
Well, congratulations! Keep reaching for those dreams.
[Touched] Aww! Thanks! You're so supportive!
[To Clyde] The more success she has, the less time she has to prank us.
Ah. [Sits on a whoopie cushion and it deflates] Yeah she still has time.
[Luan goes into the house and up the stairs. She gasps as she steps on something, or rather someone. She looks down and sees Lucy depressed.]
Lucy, what are you doing on the stairs?
Sigh. I submitted my best poem to the Transylvania review. They didn't want it. I must have what it takes to be a poet.
Your first rejection letter, huh? Well, step into my office. I wanna show you something.
[Later, in Luan's room, Lucy is laying on the bed, Luan brings out a bag full of papers.]
These are my rejection letters.
[Takes a look] It's like a coffin of your dreams.
It's just part of creative life, you can't expect to shoot to the top right away. When I was your age, I had to start at the bottom. [Flashback to 8 year old Luan performing at Charles' birthday party for him, Cliff, and Walt, using a hairbrush as a microphone] Performing for our pets' birthdays.
What did the Dalmatian say after a snack? That hit the spot! Wow! ruff crowd! [Charles peed on her shoes] Dang it, Charles!
[Flashback changes to Luan performing at the bowling alley]
[Narrating] It was a long time before I was ready to try my act out in public.
Good one, Mr. Coconuts! You bowl me over!
Guess that one landed in the gutter, toots.
[Narrating] Even then I still had a lot to learn about comedy. [Flashback to Luan graduating from clown school.] So I enrolled in a clowning academy. Finally, after paying my dues, I was able to build my own business.
How do turtles talk to each other? On their shell phones!
You smell weird, your hair is wrong, and I would not recommend you to my friends! [Shoots an 'what're you gonna do about that?' look. Luan gives her a reassurance smile and nods. Lucy writes something else in her book]
Mean little blonde, you throw stones and sticks. But what would you know? You're only six.
[And just like that, the siblings smile at this]
[Jumps up in the air; proud] Boo-yah!!! That's my girl! Lucy, time to take your show on the road.
This poem goes out to the person who got me here, my big sister Luan.
Dreams burnt to ash, hope tangled like laces,
Till love swept in, with puns and funny faces.
Where my path will lead, I can't be sure,
But if ever I'm lost, I'll look up to her.
[Luan smiles, touched]
By my calculations, with this many people in the house, we could be approaching a threat level of Stampeding T-Rex!
F1Friend 1
Hey, I was watching that!
F3Friend 3
No! Too bad for you!
F4Friend 4
Give me the remote, I wanna watch the sports channel!
Uh-oh. Make that Erupting Volcano!
