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Lori: Hey, I-... Well... He's not wrong.

A couple hours past and both Lori and Lola returned. Lincoln’s fears were quickly realized when he saw a cast on his little sister’s arm. The eleven-year-old was so horrified that he ran to his room, barely hearing Lola call out to him.

“Oh man,” Lincoln nervously thought as he sat on his bed, “I must be the worst brother in the world.”

Then his imagination took a dark turn. He found himself inside a large courtroom with Lori as the judge and Lola at the witness stand.

“He’s the one,” Lola shouted, “he’s the one who ruined my pageant career!”

“How do you plead,” judge Lori asked.

“Guilty,” The jury (composed of the rest of his sisters) responded.

“Please,” Lincoln begged, “I did mean for this to happen, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s too late for that,” Lori said, “take him away.”

Then Luna and Lynn (who were dressed as police officers) dragged Lincoln away, slapped chains around his wrists, ankles, and neck, and locked him inside a cell.

(The siblings look in horror)