Thread:TheMaximumMatt/@comment-31647719-20180425031835/@comment-32807753-20180428203348

Sorry. I had an exam to finish today.

Lincoln: Oh, wow. I’m so sorry.

Frank: Ahem. Well, that doesn’t mean nothing good didn’t come out of it for us.

Rita: Not sure what you're implying...

Sky: We found this junkyard! The one place where we feel accepted.

Frank: Where we can express ourselves! It’s the place for troublemakers like us. Haha.

Lisa: You mean as in isolation?

Lynn Sr.: What kind of place is this? This is just unpleasant.

Lynn: I'm surprised they haven't gone mad at the junkyard... unless they're already... nah!

Lincoln: [sigh] I just don’t know what to do with me and my family.

Sky: Come live with us!

Lincoln: …what?

Frank: Yes! Live with us, Lincoln!

Lincoln: In a junkyard?

Sky: It’s not as bad as it seems! It may be a junkyard, but it has everything you outsiders need to live. A roof over your head, a place to sleep in, and we know how to find food.

Lola: Ew. No!

Lana: Your loss. I'd love to live in a junkyard!

Rita: Lana. We've been over this.

Lana: [grumbles]

Frank: Give it a chance, Lincoln.

Lincoln: I don’t know you guys. What about-

Sky: The family that doesn’t accept you?

Frank: Your family that yells at you when you screw up?

[Loud family take another guilty look at each other and the empty spot]