User blog:This Spy/The Wacky House - The Red House

(Royal Woods Elementary, day. Lincoln in his class with Clyde, and they're doing their reports for the so-called "Polar Bear Challenge.")

Mrs. Johnson: Okay, class, we're at the halfway point of our energy reduction project. Let's see how you're doing. (checking the students' status) Great. Very good. Ooh! Very impressive, Clyde!

Clyde: Thanks, Mrs. Johnson. Our house is solar powered, so we don't burn any fossil fuels.

Mrs. Johnson: Wonderful. You're all doing a great job of reducing your eco-footprint at him. And if you keep this up, we'll definitely win the Save a Polar Bear Challenge and get this adorable little guy named after us!

(shows her students a poster of a sad polar bear cub with tagline under the photo, and it says, "HAVE A HEART, DO YOUR PART")

Students: (with big cooing eyes) Awwwwww...

(However, Mrs. Johnson notices Lincoln's bar is extremely high. In fact, it's so high, he has to stand on a ladder and go into the room's ceiling to properly display it.)

Mrs. Johnson: (disappointed) Oh, Lincoln, I see you haven't made any progress. (points to poster) What does this say? Have a heart, do your part. Do you not care about polar bears?

Lincoln: (muffled from inside the ceiling tile.) No, I don't! I don't hate polar bears! They're awesome!

Mrs. Johnson: (misinterpreting) What's that? You hate polar bears? You're a polar bear hater?

Lincoln: (still muffled) No! I love them! They're cool!

(The kids all start booing at Lincoln.)

Female Student 1: If you make us lose, Lincoln, you'll be an outcast!

Girl Jordan: You might as well throw your social life out the window.

James and Normand: (suddenly burst into the classroom, and in unison) WHAT?!

(The entire class gets scared from such intrusion.)

Lincoln: (gets down from his ladder) Oh, thank goodness you two made it!

Normand: What's going on, Lincoln?

Lincoln: Well, we have Polar Bear Challenge going.

James: What's that?

Clyde: It's a challenge where we have to spend as less resources as we can for a certain amount of time.

Normand: I see.

Girl Jordan: Lincoln, who are these two?

Lincoln: James and Normand, my adult friends and neighbors.

Female Student 1: I see.

Lincoln: You two gotta do something! My classmates will threaten to disown me if I make them lose the challenge!

James: (to classmates, glaring at them) No! That is NOT happening!

Normand: If there's one who will declare him a social pariah, it will be only US! Do we make ourselves clear?!

(James and Normand are giving Lincoln's classmates, expect Clyde, death glares. Classmates acknowledge the European adult men.)

James: Are you seriously that dumb to realize that chances of Lincoln trying to reduce the so-called "carbon footprint" is 1 out of 10 because all of his 10 sisters need the resources for their everyday needs?!

Clyde: He's right.

Lincoln: And let me tell you, that James and Normand will NOT allow you to make me a villain. If that's because I can't meet your expectations, then I'm sorry, but it's your problems, not mine.

(Everyone in the class, expect Lincoln and Clyde, aren't sure how to digest the fact about living with 10 siblings.)

Male Classmate: We...we had no idea.

Normand: Well, you should! Because do you think it's easy to live with that many siblings and not to spend that much resources?

(The classmates shake their heads.)

Sometime later...

(James, Clyde, Lincoln and Normand are wandering around after the school was done, they reach the Loud residence, and stand in front of the porch.)

Lincoln: What am I going to do, guys? I can't ask my sisters to do something like that, they'll just hate my gut again!

Clyde: Yeah, this is really tough.

(Lola is watching some TV, until she hears the four boys chatting outside. She looks out the window and proceeds to listen.)

Normand: I mean, that is so messed up, guys! All because they didn't know that it's literally impossible not to burn that much fossil fuels with a family as big as yours!

(Lola keeps overhearing the conversation, then the rest of sisters join in as well.)

James: I really thought they're better than that, but no, they're just like everyone else - thinking that they're SO higher than everyone else.

Lincoln: Yeah...but still, you two won't allow them to declare me a social pariah, right?

Normand: Of course, Lincoln. After all, we're much stronger and tougher than everyone else.

Clyde: I see.

James: Well, if they want to play dirty......I'll be more than happy to oblige. Normand, you get down to the mansion and get the gasoline-powered generator.

Normand: You got it, dude. (goes to the mansion, and comes back with the said generator)

James: OK, guys, let's get this over with.

Clyde: Sorry, you guys, but I gotta go help my dads. Later. (walks off)

Lincoln: Bye, Clyde.

(The three boys walk into the Loud residence with the generator, and are greeted by all of the sisters.)

Lisa: Apologies, dear brother, but we overheard your conversation.

Luna: What was that all about?

(The three look at each other, and explain what was going on.)

8 minutes later...

Luan: Oh, I sea. (cackles) Get it?

Lana: They were serious about that?

Lincoln: Afraid so. And I know well that you'll instantly refuse to keep less burning fossil fuels.

Lynn: Well...now that we know the whole story, we're ready to participate in the challenge.

Normand: Because that's why, once again, we have a solution of our own. (shows the sisters gasoline-powered generator)

Lisa: A gasoline-powered generator? Can't say I haven't seen one before...

James: Yes.

Lori: You sure about that, though? Because that thing will literally need TONS of gasoline.

Normand: Don't worry about that - it's all fueled up to the max.

Lucy: OK.

Lincoln: Let's go and set it up.

Lynn: I'll help you, guys.

Normand: Alright. Come on, then.

20 minutes later...

(James, Lynn, Normand and Lincoln are in the basement, finishing with preparing of the generator.)

Normand: OK, this should do. Let's get it on. (turns it on, and it works perfectly)

James: Sweet. OK girls, this should help Lincoln win the challenge.

(The sisters smile at this, and they're leaving the basement for their everyday activities, without having to worry about the resources.)

Sometime later...

(The European duo are in the town park, discussing something.)

James: I'm really f[BEEP]ing pissed right now, Normand.

Normand: Me too. Seriously, don't they care about Lincoln's difficulty of keeping the damn carbon footprint low?

James: Yeah.

Normand: I guess people do tend sometimes to cause ruckus over something that's f[BEEP]ing stupid.

James: You know what, Normand? Why don't we go and give them a message?

Normand: We're going to pummel Lincoln's class?

James: Worse. We're going to film ourselves beating the hell out of that polar bear from that s[BEEP]y poster and upload it online.

Normand: Yeah, that should do it. But...isn't that polar bear from the poster in the North Pole or sometbing?

James: No worries about that. We'll buy a polar bear carpet, load it up with blood and purple stuffing, like Lucy does with her fake blood.

Normand: Ah. Sounds like a plan.

James: And then we'll start to beat the s[BEEP]t out of it with our respective melee weapons.

Normand: Uh-huh.

James: Alright Normand, let's go. The brutality won't be waiting.

Normand: Right you are. Come on, dude.

(The two leave the park and proceed with their 'diabolical plan, and then they do what was needed - get a polar bear carpet, load it with lots of red stuff and purple stuffing for the idea of insides coming out.)

Half an hour later...

(The European two finish setting things up. The two gather in their mansion's backyard, James paints the fake, stuffed polar bear to make it look realistic, and Normand sets up the tripod, adjusts the camera angle.)

Normand: OK, all set over here. You ready, Jimmy?

James: You bet I am. Let's roll.

(And as James said that, we see the montage of the duo performing their negative plan. The fake polar bear gets thrown onto the ground, James and Normand come to it, and both angrily stomp it, causing the blood to splatter out of it, but as planned. They keep stomping it, until they decide to use melee weapons to demolish the dummy bear, and that's when things really start to look disturbing.)

5 minutes later...

(The European duo finish their evil plan, turn off the camera, and throw the remains of the fake bear into dumpster, with some fake blood still in it.)

James: Gotta admit, it was refreshing.

Normand: Indeed it was.

James: Now let's go upload this sucker.

(And after that, they go back inside and do so.)

James: Done.

Normand: Alright.

James: Now let's go have some rest. I'm a little exhausted from that little stunt.

Normand: Whew, me too.

(Afterwards, the two go to their respective bedrooms and fall asleep.)

The next day...

(In the Loud residence, after another school day, Lincoln is in his room, reading comics, hears knocking, gets up and opens the door to reveal somewhat pissed looking his sisters.)

Lincoln: (checks his eco-meter and it's still green) What did I do? I didn't played any games.

Lori: It's not you, Lincoln. Text James and Normand and literally tell them to come down here.

Lincoln: OK. Why, though?

Luna: Let's just say they went the similar path as you.

Lincoln: (a bit confused) ...Alright. (pulls out his phone and does so)

(James' and Normand's mansion...)

James: Wanna watch some movies, mate?

Normand: Sure.

(But a ping is heard from James' phone.)

James: Wait, somebody just texted me.

Normand: OK. Who could it be, though?

James: (reads the text) It's Lincoln, he wants us to come to his house. Didn't tell why, though.

Normand: OK. Let's head there, then.

(The duo leave the mansion and head straight to Loud residence. But they begin to suspect something...)

Normand: What is it, dude?

James: I have this weird feeling, as if we're in BIG trouble with someone.

Normand: There's only one way to find out, as they say.

James: Yep. Well...here goes nothing.

(As they approach Louds' porch, Normand opens the door, Lincoln's sisters are right there, Lori is holding her phone with shocking video on it, and very furious with the two, just like last time with Lincoln.)

James: (sighs) I should've known this would happen.

Normand: Speak of the devil.

(The sisters complain about the controversial video that was posted yesterday by them.)

Lori: What the H were you thinking, man?!

Luna: Are you out of your minds?

Lucy: Even I care about animals.

James: Look, people. First of all, the bear we thrashed was fake, we painted it to look like more realistic.

Normand: And secondly, that video was intended for Lincoln's class as a message that they mess with him, they mess with us.

James: He's right. We won't let them deny something that only me and Normand can do.

Normand: Exactly. We will delete it, though, once their so-called "challenge" is over.

(The sisters ease up their angry faces.)

Lisa: Very well.

Lori: We'll be watching you two, though.

Normand: Don't worry, we know what we're doing.

James: You got that right, dude.

(They leave the Loud residence afterwards.)

The next afternoon...

(Lincoln comes back from school to his home, with good news.)

Lincoln: I did it, girls. The challenge is success.

Lori: Cool!

Lincoln: Now that's over with, I'll return the generator back to the two.

Lucy: OK.

(Lincoln goes down to the basement, turns off the gasoline-powered generator, goes outside, and brings it back to the European duo. He rings the doorbell, Normand answers.)

Lincoln: Hey, guys. Thank you all so much, if it wasn't for you, I'd still be hated by my classmates...for now, anyways. We won the challenge.

James: Cool. Now we can delete the video.

Normand: Yeah. Anyway, see you later.

Lincoln: Bye, guys. (walks off)

James: Done...

Normand: ...and done right.

(James takes the generator inside the mansion, closes the door, and we cut to two gamers who are hiding and cowering in fear in the alleyway, because they saw how James and Normand were really angry at the class 2 days ago, and if the European duo spotted them forcing Lincoln to game with them, that would be it for them. And with that, we close our story.)

THE END