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 LENI SEE, LENI DO 



''' SYNOPSIS: When Leni sees that Lincoln doesn’t like her for how she is, she tries to change herself by looking to her other sisters. '''



 [Episode begins. Lincoln is in a deep sleep when he is awoken by his alarm clock.]



 Lincoln: [groans] Will you shut up? [Looks at alarm clock and sees its 6:30 am] AHH! Oh no! I’m late! I’m so late! [jumps out of bed and runs outside as he attempts to put on all of his clothes at the same time. He trips as he heads to the bathroom, waking a cross Lori]



 Lori: [groans] Will you keep it down Lincoln?! It’s 6 in the mor-



 Lincoln: I don’t have time right now!



 Lori: Your school doesn’t even start until half an hour from now.



 Lincoln: I know that! I’m late for picture retakes!



<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: Picture retakes?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Look! My school just took photos for picture day yesterday and mine turned out horribly!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: Seriously? You’re worried about that? Come on. It couldn’t have turned out-

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Lincoln shoves his picture in Lori’s face. Unfortunately, its kept unknown to the audience.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: Oh my gosh! That’s awful!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: I know! I can’t let this ruin my life! I’ll be a laughing stock at my school! AH! I only have 8 minutes left! It ends at 6:40. Oh nononono! [runs to bathroom and hastily does his daily bathroom routine] [Grabs backpack and runs downstairs]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [Wakes up, putting on her sunglasses] What’s Lincoln doing?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: [groans] He’s late for picture retakes.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Picture retakes? Why does he need-?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: [shows Leni Lincoln’s picture]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: AH! Is that Lincoln?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: I know! It doesn’t even look like him!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Oh! I know just what he needs to wear! Hold on! [runs upstairs to get outfits]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Leni this isn’t time for me to play dress up! I’m late!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [puts on a jacket, sunglasses, and a fedora on Lincoln] There! Now you look good!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Ah! Leni! How dark are these sunglasses?! I can’t see a thing! [runs into the wall, messing up his hair and clothes] Ah man!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Oh sorry, Lincoln! Let me just-

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: No! I don’t have time for this!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [grabs Lincoln’s head and starts brushing it] Here, I think this will help!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Leni! Please! I’m fine! Ow! That brush is pulling my hair!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Don’t worry! I know what I’m doing!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: No, you don’t! [pushes away Leni] Just leave me alone! I don’t have time for anything. [dusts his hair and shirt off] If anyone asks, tell them I’m at school early! Bye! [runs outside closing door behind him]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [awkwardly] Uh. Bye… Linky. [looks in kitchen and gasps] Linky left his lunchbox behind him! I gotta get it back to him!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: Uh, Leni. That’s-

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: See ya Lori! Wait Linky! [closes door behind her]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: …Seriously! What is it with me literally getting cut off in the middle of my senten-?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Abruptly cut to Lincoln running to his school. Leni is shouting his name to him, but Lincoln doesn’t hear her. Lincoln is too busy running towards his school which he can see getting closer to him.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Yes! Almost there! And I’m still clean!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [running] Lincoln! Wait! How does he run so quickly?!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Lincoln makes it to the front of his school with only 2 minutes to spare]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [pants] Yes! I made it! Not a single drop of sweat on me! I’m good to go!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [running to him] Lincoln! Lincoln! You forgot your lunchbox!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: What’s Leni doing here? Why’d she follow me?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Lincoln! I finally made it! [pants]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [As Leni runs to Lincoln, she accidentally trips on the sidewalk curb, causing the lunchbox to open. Lincoln gets covered in juice from a juice box and grape jam from a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: AH! No! My clothes!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [gasps] Lincoln!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [pants] I’m ruined!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: I’m so sorry Linky!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [angrily] What was that for?!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: I’m sorry! I just wanted to bring your lunchbox to you!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Lunchbox?! I don’t even bring a lunchbox!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Then who’s- Oh. This is Lana’s lunchbox. [awkwardly laughs] How funny is that Lincoln?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Dang it Leni! Now look what you did to me! I’m all dirty thanks to you following me all the way here! Now I can’t even take my retake! I look worse than in my original picture!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: I-I’m just trying to help…

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Enter Mackenzie, Patricia, and Emma]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Mackenzie: [laughs] Oh my. What a surprise we have here.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [sigh] Mackenzie, please leave.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Mackenzie: Are you here for picture retakes?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Patricia: You’re going like that? If that’s how you look when your handsome, I’d hate to see how you look when you’re not even ready.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Emma: Normally I wouldn’t care for something like this, but you don’t think you’re going to be taken seriously like that are you?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Don’t you girls have anything else better to do?!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Mackenzie: Lincoln’s right. Come on girls. We can’t be late for class. Let’s leave Lincoln to play with his lunch some more.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [The three girls laugh and walk off.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Mackenzie: Oh, by the way. I’m the photographer student for retakes.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: What?!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Mackenzie flashes a picture of him with her camera and walks off laughing]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [sadly] Oh great. That’s exactly what I needed…

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: It’s not so bad, Lincoln. At least you got your photo taken. [awkwardly smiles]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [attempting to hold his rage in. He takes a deep breath.] Leave me alone Leni. Just go home.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: But Linky I’m-

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [upset] I said just go home Leni! Go be somewhere else where you can be klutzy. [Under his breath: Sometimes I wish you weren’t as ditzy as you are.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Leni gawks. Leni just stands there frozen in complete shock. A few moments later he walks home still in shock.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: There you are! Come on! We’re gonna be late for school! What’s wrong?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: I… I don’t want to talk about it.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: Oh man! Save it! We only have 3 minutes before school starts!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Leni remains silent, wondering about what Lincoln said about her. She spends the entire day silent and hurt by Lincoln’s words. Cut to night time where Leni watches Lincoln enter his room as if nothing had happened.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: G’night guys! [runs into his room]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [walks into her room and sadly lays in her bed] [In her mind: Lincoln didn’t mean what he said did he? I mean, he still loves me. He was just upset at that moment. Right?... What am I saying? Lincoln is right about everything about me. I am just a dumb idiot. It’s all that I am! No wonder Lincoln doesn’t like me…] [Tears up and begins whimpering] [Leni’s mind: Well, if Lincoln doesn’t love me for being dumb, then maybe I need to change myself so he will love me again. Yeah! That’s what I’ll do. For you Lincoln!] That’s what I’ll do!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: Will you keep it down Leni?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Oh… sorry Lori.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Cut to the next day where Lincoln comes back from school.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [watching from couch] How can I make Lincoln like me that same way he likes his other sisters?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Luna: [from upstairs] Hey dude! [in front of air conditioner] Wanna relax with us in here? It looks like you really need it.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Luan: Yeah! This is where the “cool” kids hang out. [laughs]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Sure! Thanks!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [gasps] Of course! Luna and Luan! Lincoln loves those two! Maybe… if I act like them, Lincoln will love me like he loves them! It’s perfect!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Cut to Leni entering Luna’s room]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Uh. Luna? Do you mind if I borrow your guitar?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Luna: Why?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: You’ll see. Thanks! [runs out with Luna’s guitar. Runs to Lincoln’s door and knocks on it]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Leni? What do you want?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: One. Two. One, two, three… uh… number that comes after three. [plays guitar horribly and loudly]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: AH!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Lincoln Loud! Lincoln Loud! The best something something brother anywhere around! Lincoln Loud! Lincoln Loud! The best something… whatever comes here brother everywhere around! Stage dive! [jumps but lands on her back on the floor]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Uh… [closes door]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Luna: [swipes guitar from Leni] Never! Again! [walks off] Ow… my ears.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Well, that didn’t work. Let’s try this! [knocks on door] Hey Lincoln! Wanna hear a joke!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: I can’t hear anything! The song made me go deaf!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: What is the difference between roast beef and pea soup? You can pea soup but you can’t roast beef. Ow wait. That came out wrong. Let me try that again! Knock knock!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Go away…

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Orange you glad I didn’t say banana? Dang it! I’m supposed to say banana before that! Okay. Here’s another one. Why was 10 scared of 5. 123! I mean, to get to the other side. No wait! Uh. Oh! It’s 78… 5! [laughs] Get it Linky?!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Luan: Ahem! [hands Leni a ticket]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [Reads ticket] For insulting the name of comedy, never attempt a joke ever again. [looks up] Ouch. That’s harsh.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Cut to Leni watching Lincoln from the kitchen]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Well, Luna and Luan didn’t work. Who else is there?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lynn: Hey Linc! Heads up!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Woah! [catches football]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lynn: Sweet catch dude!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Thanks!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [gasps] Lynn! Of course! She’s the perfect sister for Lincoln! Everyone knows that. I’ll be like her then. Lincoln will definitely accept me then.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Cut to Lincoln walking out of his room with a comic book.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Okay. Just throw this ball to Lincoln and he’ll want to play with you. [tosses soccerball in the air and then throws it to Lincoln. It hits his face.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: OW! Ow. My face. What was that for?!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [gasps] Oh! I’m sorry Lincoln! I thought you would catch it!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Catch it?! You just threw it in my face without warning!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: I just wanted to hang out with you. So… do you want to hang out with me?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Please. I wanna be left alone. My face. [closes door behind him]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [looks with guilt]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lynn: What. The heck. Was that?!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Me being a sports pro?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lynn: …I’m not even gonna ask. Oh, and you just used your hands on a soccer ball! [under her breath] You have no respect for the rules of sports. [closes door]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni:

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Cut to Leni worrying in the family room]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Aw. I think I hurt Lincoln really bad. That’s definitely going to our relationship. Oh, what am I going to do now?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [walks from upstairs] Oh hey Lucy. You need something?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lucy: Yeah. Could you help me with this next poem?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Sure! What about it?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [gasps] Lucy! That’s it! This has to work this time!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Cut to Lincoln sitting in his room when he hears a knock on the door. He answers it to see Leni wearing a stereotypical emo outfit]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Ah! Leni is that you?!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [in a low, quiet voice] Hey Lincoln. I wrote poem for you.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: What are you wearing?! Why are you doing this?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Ahem. To my dear Lincoln Loud. You are not short and stout. You wear the color orange… something that rhymes with orange. I’m having trouble making a poem. Maybe because nothing also rhymes with poem. This isn’t too much for me to handle. I wrote this next to a candle.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln:… [Lincoln closes the door slowly in complete confusion and disturbance]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lucy: [insulted by Leni’s awful poem] Gasp. That was the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard. You have ruined the art of poetry. I may never write the same way ever again. Sigh. [closes door behind her]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Dang it.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Lincoln sits on couch playing a video game when Leni slides on her back on the couch from the side and puts her head on Lincoln’s laps]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [pauses video game]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> …

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Leni. What are you doing now?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [imitates Lily] Poo poo.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [facepalms] …Oh good grief. I know where this is going. I’m heading upstairs…

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Lincoln pushes Leni to the side and goes upstairs. Leni crawls to Lincoln and grabs his shirt]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Linky.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Leni! Will you leave me alone! You are being so weird today! Why are you acting like Lily?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Poo poo.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Stop it! [slaps Leni’s hand off of his shirt]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: WAAAHH!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: …I don’t get you Leni [walks upstairs in complete confusion]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Wait! Lincoln! Do you still-?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Lincoln doesn’t hear Leni as he walks upstairs. Lily glares at Leni with her arms crossed, insulted by the imitation of her.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [awkwardly] No hard feelings?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lily: [throws raddle at Leni’s face] No poo poo. [waddles off]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Well, you don’t have to so mean about it…

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Cut to Lincoln heading to his room. Enter Lori.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Lori. Have you noticed Leni’s been acting really odd today?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: If by odd you mean literally having multiple personalities then… yeah, pretty much.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: She’s been imitating all of the other sisters today! Just now she tried acting like Lily. Why is she doing this?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: I wish I knew. That’s Leni for ya.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Seriously. Leni’s been driving me crazy all day. As if her being all klutzy wasn’t bad enough, now I have to deal with her being all weird all day. I just wanna get away from her now. That’s all I want. I wished she’d stop!

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [from downstairs] [Tears up]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: Well if it’s that bad, I’ll talk to her. Seriously, if there’s one person who can get to her head, it’s me.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: It’s not working… Nothing’s working... [Leni runs to the attic and closes the door behind her. She curls into a ball and hides in the corner, crying excessively] All I wanted was to make Lincoln like the new me instead of being an idiot, but now… Lincoln hates me even more. No matter what I am. [crying in attic]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Lincoln happens to be listening from the attic door, with great concern on his face]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Wait. Leni was only pretending to be like the other sisters so… I’ll like her? What is she talking about?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Luna: So that’s why she tried playing on the guitar.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Luan: And that’s why she tried making jokes before.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lynn: She tried to act like you two? She tried to play soccer with Lincoln, but threw the ball in his face.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lucy: And she tried to write a poem, though it wasn’t very good.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lily: Poo poo

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Luna: But why would she try being like us? Leni knows you love her.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Yeah.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: No matter what I try, Lincoln will always hate me. I’ve lost my brother. [cries]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Luna: Why does she think you hate him?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: I don’t kno-

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Cue flashback:

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [attempting to hold his rage in. He takes a deep breath.] Leave me alone Leni. Just go home.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: But Linky I’m-

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [upset] I said just go home Leni! Go be somewhere else where you can be dumb. [Under his breath: Sometimes I wish you weren’t as ditzy as you are.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> [Leni gawks. Leni just stands there frozen in complete shock.]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> End flashback]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Oh man. I think I know why.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: What?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Well, you see, you know how I missed picture retakes?

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lucy: Yeah.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Well, you see, before I left the house, Leni was pestering me and trying to help me get ready for it, but she didn’t really help and slowed me down, and then… [moments later] And you see, when she tried chasing me, she accidentally tripped and spilled everything on me. And after being humiliated by Mackenzie…

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lynn: [groans]

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [guiltily]…I might have told her to go home and be dumb there… [even more guiltily] and then wished she wasn’t as dumb as she was.

<p style="margin:0px;">

<p style="margin:0px;"> Luna: [upset] Dude! No wonder she thinks you hate her! You really hurt her feeling by saying that.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: I didn’t mean it! I was just upset that moment. I didn’t think she would take it that deeply.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Luan: You know Leni is the most sensitive person in the family right?

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lori: So that’s why Leni’s been acting like… that. She was trying to change herself so you would accept her like the way you accept us.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: [pauses] You mean. She did all of this… for me?

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lynn: Uh duh. Leni’s also the sweetest sister in the family. She’d do anything to make you happy.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Oh wow. I’ve been a jerk to her.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lucy: No kidding.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lily: Weni.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: You're right Lily. I should go apologize to her…Hold on. [opens the attic door and runs downstairs]

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [sobbing, still curled in a ball]

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Hey Leni.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Oh… hi Linky.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: …You mind if I sit next to you?

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Only if you want to.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Ok thanks. [sits next to Leni]

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Lincoln. I have something to confess. I’m sorry for acting so weird today, but the only I was being like that was because-

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: I know. The others told me. You were trying to act like them because you thought it would make me like you as much as them, and while that is sweet you would do that for me, I don’t want to do that anymore.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: What?

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Look. I’m the one who should be sorry. I didn’t mean anything I said that day. You’re not a dumb sister. You’re the sweetest and most thoughtful person in the family. I love you just the way you are. I was being a total jerk for not realizing you were just trying to help me. Here you are doing all of these loving things for me all while I’m being such an ungrateful brother. I’m the idiot, not you. I don’t deserve such a loving, selfless sister like you.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: Lincoln, don’t say that. I’d do anything to make you happy. I’m sorry for ruining your picture retake.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Lincoln: Forget about it. You being my sister is far more important to me than some dumb picture, and I’m not going to let that come between us. I love you Leni. Never change.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> Leni: [hugs Lincoln] Thank you. I love you too.

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<p style="margin:0px;"> [The episode ends with Lincoln and Leni hugging each other and the camera zooms out]

​Trivia
QUESTION: Have you ever felt the need to change who you are?
 * If the ending seems a bit abrupt, that's because I culdn't really think of a way to properly end the fanficiton, so I just had it end with Lincoln and Leni hugging it out as we zoom out.
 * This is the 2nd fanfic to star Leni as the main focus. There'll be plenty more Leni fanfics to come!
 * This fanfic focuses more on the tension between Leni and Lincoln. I thought the Loud house fanfiction community needed something different for once.