Thread:Thomperfan/@comment-30953185-20180808204213/@comment-32807753-20180819165946

Lori: Lincoln, not now! You're not even old enough to be watching a show like that!

(It starts out at my house at night. This take place after the Family Fun Fair, and I’ve invited the Loud kids over to spend the night at my house to celebrate. Their sleeping with me in my room, except for Luna. Luna has just gotten a glass of water and is sitting at the table, looking a little bit sad.)

Me: (off-screen) Luna?

(Luna turns to see me also getting a water)

Luna: Bro, what are you doing?

Me: I was just getting some water. But, anyway, I could ask you the same thing? What are you doing?

Luna: (sigh) I’m just thinking.

Me: Oh, thinking. I think about things all the time. What are you thinking about?

Luna: I’m thinking about what happened before our performance.

Me: Oh, really? What happened before your performance?

Luna: You mean he wasn't there somehow? Wow. That's a first.

Luna: Well, things were going really great we were having fun.

Lisa: You need a period there.

Luna: But then I got a call from Chunk, and he said that Mick Swagger was gonna be scouting for talent there.

Me: (gasps) Whoa, really?! I bet you were super excited!

Luna: I was, but then I started to act more controlling.

Me: What do you mean?

Luna: Well, I started to act really jerky towards my family, I told them they were the worst I’ve ever seen, and I even fired my dad.

Luna: Is this kid just recapping all of this just to make me feel bad?

Lisa: It appears to be that way.

Me: Ooooh. That’s harsh.

Luna: (sigh) Yeah, so my siblings kicked me out of the band and then I left, but I wasn’t able to come up with any songs. I even used the word YOLO. YOLO!

Luna: (embarrassed) Don't tell them!

(I stare blankly, clearly meaning that I don’t know why that’s a bad thing.)

Luna: This kid has no idea...

Lincoln: No idea about what?

Luna: No idea about how to write songs! You don't just use a dated acronym as a rhyme for your lyrics. It's cheap.

Lucy: As a poet, I conquer with that.

Me: That Rock ‘N’ Roll isn’t about being the best, it’s about having fun?

Luna: Yeah, how did you know?

Me: You always say that to us.

Luna: Heh. Oh yeah, I do. Well, anyway, I apologized to my family and we performed and everyone loved us, but I still can’t help but feel guilty on how I treated my family.

(I sigh, and scooch closer to Luna)

Luan: And here comes your pep talk, Luna.