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FirstDrellSpectre what did you think of this sences from Chore and Peace

Lisa: "On the contrary. The garbage and my chemicals have fused, creating a scientific breakthrough. I call him Homo Trashilius. Or Trashy for short." [A living breathing creature made out of trash roars at Lincoln, scaring him off.] Lynn Sr.: "Okay, now should we intervene?" Rita: "I still think the kids can solve this themselves. Besides the house has...looked worse." [notices Lily crawling around in trash with a chip bag on her head.] "Aw, come here, sweetie." [picks her up] Lynn Sr.: "Round three with Jiggy P?" [Rita turns it down]

THE NEXT DAY [A raccoon licks Lincoln awake, thus terrifying both of them; the trash has really been piling up and Lincoln puts on tissue boxes for shoes; Lynn's footbag has gotten so big with hair that she's trapped inside of it.] Lynn: "HELP! MY FOOTBAG'S OUT OF CONTROL!" Lincoln: "This could all be over if you'd just end your strike." Lynn: [shakes fist] "NOT TILL YOU END YOURS!!!" [rolls away] [The doorbell rings; Lincoln answers it.] Reporter: "Hi, we're from the Miss Cute N' Mean pageant, here to do a behind the scenes interview with Miss Lola Loud." [Lola comes down in her ensemble now covered in trash.] Lola: [singing] "🎶 Here she is! The next Cute N' Mean! 🎶" [poses and farts] Reporter: "Ew! More like Miss Gross N' Gnarly! Interview over!" [The crew leaves] Lola: "NO!" [growls at Lincoln] "You...THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!" [starts chasing Lincoln] [Lori is watching and laugh at Lincoln's torture; just then, Clyde enters, happy to see her.] Clyde: "Lori!" [Lori shrieks in horror to see that Walt sent her text to Clyde instead of Bobby.] Clyde: "Walt brought me your text. Usually, I bleed profusely from my nose, turn into a robot, and eventually faint when I'm around you, but this has given me the confidence to say...I LOVE YOU, TOO!" Lori: "WHAT?!" Clyde: "Don't worry. I already broke the news to Bobby. He took it pretty hard, but a really nice cheerleader is consoling him." [puckers his lips hoping for a kiss.] Lincoln: "Phew! Finally lost Lola." Lori: [enraged] "YOU!!!" [chases Lincoln who runs away in panic and is unable to lose her.] [Trashy has grown quite a bit and grabs the two of them.] Lisa: "TRASHY! BAD!" [realizes she's still on her call.] "No, no, not you, Janice." Lincoln: "Lisa! What have you been feeding him?" Lisa: "His name is Trashy. What do you think, genius?" [Trashy roars voraciously and Lily starts crying off in the distance.] Trashy: "Baby?" Lori: "Great, Lincoln. You made Lily cry." [The kids and Trashy check Lily's crib.] Lincoln: "There, there. It's okay, Lily." [pulls out the covers only to find that the raccoon is in Lily's crib instead of Lily.] Lana: [catches it] "I'm more than just poop patrol." [Lana tosses the raccoon at the window which is closed; the raccoon gets frustrated and opens it up and leaves.] Lincoln: "Guys, if the raccoon was in the crib...then where's Lily?" [The girls and Trashy gasp and everyone starts searching for her.] Kids: "LILY!!!" Lincoln: "She's in here somewhere!" Lucy: "We'll never find her in this mess." Lincoln: "We have to clean up!" [holds up sign] "I declare this strike officially over!" [breaks his sign and gets a splinter.] "Ow! Who's with me?" Sisters: "WE ARE!!!" [break their signs] Lisa: [calls Janice] "Janice, how soon can we get back on the grid? 24 hours? What if I throw in a muffin basket?" [Janice obliges and puts them back on the grid; the kids continue to search for Lily in their junkyard of a house.] Lincoln: "Come on! You gotta be around here somewhere!" [They hear Lily making noises and it sounds like it's coming from the kitchen.] Lincoln: "Hang on, Lily! Your big brother's coming!" [searches around as fast he can.] Lucy: [interrupts him] "There's a better way." Luan: "Wash and learn!" [laughs and starts doing the dishes at breakneck speed.] Lucy: "Sigh." [dries it with her breath] [Lynn is still trapped in her hairy footbag and Luna vacuums it up and sets her free; Lynn catches all incoming plates and Lincoln checks the basement.] Lincoln: "Hang on, Lily! I'm coming!" [dives into a laundry pile stacked up high but starts to drown.]"So...much...underwear!" Lori: [saves him] "Yeah, and that's just Dad's. Now get outta my way, little bro. I've got a system." [starts washing and folding until she has gotten every single pair only to meet up with Clyde in the hamper.] Clyde: "Hey, sugar lips. Should our couple name be "Clori" or "Llyde"?" Lori: "Bobby and I are back together." [This breaking news causes Clyde to lose his confidence and do what he usually does when he sees Lori.] Clyde: [gets a nosebleed; starts acting like a robot.] "ABORT. ABORT." [faints] [Everyone is doing their best to clean house and find Lily, but to no avail on the latter.] Lana: "Poop patrol is done, but no Lily!" Lola: "Beds are made, no Lily!" Trashy: [checks under the sofa] "No baby!" Lola: "Maybe she's under all this trash!" Lincoln: "Step aside!" [gets out a trash bag] "Taking out the trash...is my job." [Lincoln eyes Trashy who gulps and takes all the trash out.] Lori: "Well, we've all done our chores, and there's still no Lily." Lincoln: [guilty] "This is all my fault! For the rest of my life..." [familiar giggling] "...I"ll be haunted by the sound of her adorable giggling!" Rita: "Lincoln, what are you crying about?" Lincoln: "Mom, I confess! We lost-" [surprised]"... Lily? Have you guys had her this whole time?" Rita: [holding Lily in her arms] "Of course. You didn't think we'd leave her in that mess, did you?" Lynn Sr.: "You know, we're proud of you guys for working this out. Now, who wants to a puzzle with J to the Iggy?" Kids: "Who?"

[Later on, Lincoln, while wearing his normal clothes again walks outside with his sign.] Lincoln: [to the viewers] "When it comes to chores, nobody in the Loud House has it easy. The truth is, we all do our fair share." [feeds his strike sign to Trashy.] Mr. Grouse: "Hey, Loud! Don't bother! There's no trash pickup this week! The garbage workers are striking for more money!" Lincoln: "Wait! They get paid to take out the trash?!" [The kids are now back on strike demanding an allowance for their chores.] Kids: [chanting] "ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR! GIVE US CASH OR NO MORE CHORES!" Rita: "Any ideas, J Pizzy?" Lynn Sr.: "Now this is a puzzle." [giddy] "Can you call me that again?" Rita: "J Pizzy." Lynn Sr.: "YES!"