User blog:JamieODonnell97/Kings of the Con - Extended Ending

(The Loud Sisters witness both Lincoln and Clyde slowly walking with their heads down in sadness. Lori then walks up to them.)

Lori: Is there something wrong? Lincoln: We don't wanna talk about it. Lori: Is it because you two didn't get the roles you wanted. Lincoln: How did you know? Lori: We heard about it, and I thought it was unfair. Luna: *walks up* We can't have you bein' a quitter, brah. Lincoln: Are you all gonna cancel your roles for us?

(Lisa then walks up. Lori leans to her as the former whispers something in the latter's ear.)

Lori: In fact...

(Meanwhile, the girls then walked up to the judges)

Lori: Excuse me. Is there a chance we'll do our trailer now or later? Lisa: I'd say that it'd be a great opportunity to show the audience a little sneak peak of what they're looking forward to. Male Judge: Hmm... I don't see why not. Lori: That would be great.

(Meanwhile, the girls walk up to Lincoln.)

Lincoln: So... what did you girls do? Lori: Turn around and watch.

(The con-goers turn around.)

Male Judge: May I have your attention please? Female Judge: Our actors have gladly set up a trailer for the upcoming movie!

(The crowd cheers)

Male Judge: And here it is!

(As the crowd cheers, the male judge places the USB Stick onto some sort of computer. The big screen plays not the trailer, but both judges having a little... conversation)

Male Judge: Really. Who cares about Male Superheroes anymore? Female Judge: I agree. Female Superheroes are what give us more money. Males should be stuck to the side. Like a lion's thing. Male Judge: Yeah. Shame those two little boys didn't get the roles they oh so desperately wanted. I mean, why lead a team when you can be scooping up kitty litter for who knows how long? Female Judge: Really. It's not like we trained our pet cat to be a complete nuisance to them and the white haired boy's sisters, then "accused" the two boys of "kittynapping"!

(Both judges laugh evilly. Then the video ends. The crowd are in shocks of disgust. They glare at the judges. The latter of whom are sweating buckets, nervously.)

Male Judge: Uhh... Stay tuned for the movie...?

(The crowd then boos and hisses, alongside throwing food and other things at them. After two long minutes, the crowd leaves, sans Lincoln, Clyde and the Loud Sisters. They walk towards them with anger on their faces.)

Both Judges: WHAT DID YOU GIRLS DO!?!? Lola: "What did we do" I hear you ask? I don't think we did anything. Lana: You must be imagining things. Male Judge: If it wasn't you lot, then it must be someone else! Luan: We don't know anyone who did. Lynn Jr: The conversation WAS shown on the big screen. Perhaps even the manager saw it. Female Judge: The manager?!? He's a moron! He's a dope! And he's- (A figure shows up behind the two, seething in anger.) Female Judge: Right behind us, isn't he?

(Both judges turn around to find the manager, who is seething in rage. He is big and burly, while still neatly dressed.)

Manager: Care to explain your "plans"? Male Judge: Now, now sir... Manager: Don't "now, now" me! I saw the conversation! You're going to NOT give those boys the roles they deserve?!? Having them be KITTY LITTER SCOOPERS!?!? And using your sexist agenda for the sake of your own greed!?!? AND training your pet cat to give them grief so you can accuse then of a crime you two caused!?!? Female Judge: But sir- Manager: No ifs or buts! You two are now officialy fired AND blacklisted! Both Judges: Blacklisted?!? Manager: You two are no longer allowed to work in this convention in ANY capacity! Ever!

(Outside, the manager then kicks the two judges out.)

Manager: AND STAY OUT!!!

(The judges then pick themselves off the floor)

Male Judge: Oh, well. It could be worse.

(As soon as the male judge said that, both of them are now surrounded by a circle of police cars.)

Female Judge: You just HAD to open that big that mouth of yours didn't you?

(Meanwhile, inside the convention, the manager is talking to Lincoln and Clyde)

Manager: Boys, I am deeply sorry for what happened. Maybe I should be careful on who I hire as judges next time. Lincoln: Oh, it's alright. Manager: I promise that you two will gain the roles you TRULY deserve. No more being stuck to the side doing something minor. After all, what's a team without a leader? Lucy: A team still? Manager: Yes... but the leader MAKES the team. So... shall we get filming?

(One day, Lincoln and his friends are eating their lunch.)

Nearby voice: Excuse me?

(They finish eating and turn around to see a young boy about Lincoln's age. He has black hair, and is wearing a brown t-shirt with blue denim jeans.)

Boy: I was wondering, were you at that convention yesterday? Lincoln: Uhh... Yes? Boy: And you know those two judges who gave you trouble and didn't get the role you wanted? Lincoln: Yes? Boy: Well... they were my parents... Well, USED to be. Lincoln and Friends: HUH?!? Rusty: Watchya talkin' about? Boy: You see... when they were kicked out, they apparently had warrants out for their arrests. Liam: Warrants? Boy: Yeah... Let's just say they didn't like me all that much. They would berate and embarrass me every time I make even the slightest mistake. They even tried to hurt me on occasion. Zach: Dang... Boy: Yeah... They lost custody of both me AND their cat and they're both in jail for approximately 20 years. I now currently live with my step-parents and the cat's now at a local shelter. Clyde: Man that's rough. Boy: Yeah. Is it OK if I were to join you social circle as a way of saying "I'm sorry"? Lincoln: Sure. Boy: Thanks. Name's Quentin by the way. Lincoln: OK.

(Quentin then takes his seat and eats with his new friends.)

Lincoln: But... I'd like to ask a question. Quentin: Sure. Shoot. Lincoln: You know that video where your ex-parents confessed your plan? Quentin: Yeah? Lincoln: Who recorded it? Quentin: *winks at Darcy, who gives him a thumbs up in response* Lincoln: Darcy recorded it? Quentin: Uh-Huh. She's my step-sister. Lincoln: I'd like to thank her at some point because had it not been for her... I would have quitted Ace Savvy forever... Quentin: *pats Lincoln's back* It's OK. Lincoln: Thanks... Quentin: Oh, you're welcome.

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