Thread:Peachy4872/@comment-39062437-20190720185935/@comment-39062437-20190811153555

(At the Loud House)

Lincoln: So Sam has stage fright, and needs some help.

Luna: Yes. So what do you say?

Lynn: Eh, we can help.

Lola: Practicing for my pageant can wait. I'm in.

(The siblings gather around)

Luna: Okay, Sam. Just like how we practice.

(Sam gulps nervously and started sweating. She and Luna start playing their guitars.)

Luna: (Sings) Rock and roll is running through my veins. Electric soul like wires to my brain. I can't be wrong, don't need direction, I can find my way. Play it loud! Play it loud! I got no time for turning it down! Play it loud! Play it proud! I live it, I breathe it, don't tell me I don't need it now! Play it loud! Sorry, I'm not sorry for being proud! Play it loud! Turn it up until your speakers blow out! (Speaking) Okay, Sam. You're next.

(Sam looks at the siblings. She tried to sing, but she felt even more nervous. In her head, she heard the sound of laughter from the audience from the talent show in elementary school. At that very moment, Sam fainted again.)