User blog:BatSam247/Fan-Fiction: Mourning Love

This is yet another story suggestion from Aartistboy714. Hope you guys enjoy!

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[The episode starts off with Leni in the living room, nervously inching towards her phone on the coffee table.]

Leni: [nervous] Come on, girl. You can do this... [as she slowly picks up her phone and dials in a phone number]

[The cellphone rings, and the caller on the other line picks up.]

Voice: [on the phone] Hello?

Leni: [to herself] Finally, it's time to finally ask Chaz out on a date...

Papa John's Employee: This is Papa John's. Can I take your order?

Leni: [realizes her mistake] Oops. Wrong number. [hangs up on the Papa John's employee and dials in another number]

[Cut to a person's cellphone rings, and the caller, who's revealed to be Chaz, picks up.]

Chaz: Hello?

[Cut back to Leni in the living room, but with Lincoln holding large sheets of paper with dialogue on it in front of her.]

Leni: [reading from Lincoln's papers] "Hi, Chaz. How are you doing today?"

Chaz: I'm doing great, Leni. I just got back from my shift at the mall.

Leni: [still reading] "I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me for a date on Saturday at 3."

Chaz: Sure, Leni.

Leni: [on her own] Really?

Chaz: Of course. Saturday sounds great. Bye.

Leni: [excited] Bye. [hangs up; squeals and hugs Lincoln tightly] Thanks so much, Linky! I couldn't have done it without you! Is there anything I can do to repay you?

Lincoln: [strained] Not breaking me in half would be good.

Leni: [realizes something; lets go of Lincoln] I have no dating experience. [nervous] What do I do? What do I do?

Lincoln: Maybe I could help.

Leni: No offense, Linky, but I'm gonna need help from someone more experienced. Someone like... [gets an idea] Lori! [rushes upstairs] Thanks again, Linky.

Lincoln: [to the viewers] I guess I'll just be at the craft services table offscreen, if anyone needs me. [walks off to do so]

[Cut to Lori and Leni's room, where the former is trying to paint her toenails like in Sixteen 1/2 Magazine, but she doesn't seem to have gotten it down. Suddenly, Leni bursts through the door.]

Leni: Lori, I need your help!

[After being surprised by Leni, Lori jumps from fright and her hair is now covered in her nail polish, since it slipped out of her hand when she jumped up.]

Lori: [irritated] What do you want, Leni? I was in the middle of painting my toenails.

Leni: [observes Lori's toenails] Although, you are having a hard time doing it yourself.

Lori: [sighs] What do you need help with, Leni?

Leni: Oh, yeah. So, I finally asked Chaz out on a date on Saturday at 3, and I need some dating advice. That's why I came to you.

Lori: Oh, is that all?

Leni: Yeah.

Lori: Alright, just sit down on the bed, and I'll tell you.

[Leni does so and Lori starts giving her advice.]

Lori: So, the first thing you need to do to is act cool, calm, and collected. No matter what, just stay calm. No boys like girls that are hyperactive.

[Cut to Leni, with reading glasses, writing some of the information down in a notepad with a cat pen.]

Leni: [finishes writing] OK.

Lori: [takes her cat pen] And you can't act childish around boys on dates. [goes over to the bedroom door and tosses the cat pen out the door]

[Cut to Lola in the hallway, drawing in a coloring book, when Leni's cat pen lands near her.]

Lola: Eeeee! [takes the cat pen and starts using it in her coloring book]

[Cut back to Lori and Leni's room.]

Leni: [gasps; glares at Lori] What did Mr. Scampers ever do to you?!

Lori: Leni, [airquotes] "Mr. Scampers" doesn't matter anymore. [pulls out a normal pen] Here. Use this. It's what mature people use.

[Leni begrudgingly takes the pen. Lori continues with her dating advice.]

Lori: And lastly, you gotta dress for success. [takes out one of her tank tops and khaki shorts] You can wear this for the date.

[Cut to Leni writing the information down in her notepad. Lori then hands her her normal attire.]

Leni: [with disbelief] I don't know... It's not really my style.

Lori: Says the sister who literally takes my clothes every other day.

Leni: Oh, alright.

[Cut to a montage of Lori teaching Leni how to be like her. Leni progressively passes each trial, but it takes quite a while for her to grasp the concepts. Cut to Saturday at noon, when Leni is now in Lori's tank top and khaki shorts in front of the latter in their bedroom.]

Lori: You're ready, Leni. Go get 'im, tiger. [pats Leni on the back]

WIP