User blog:Steven A. Lucas/Steven Lucas in The Loud House: Gown and Out (FANFIC)

Hello, Steven Lucas here. I'm releasing my version of Gown and Out. In this one, I didn't do anything much in this one, since it only focuses on Lola. I added a little bit where I told Lola about my time losing to Prom King, but I still had fun. I really hope you enjoyed it. Note that I do not own the characters, the stories, the locations, and the show. It belongs to its rightful owners, the producers, creators, writers, and the crew. Enjoy.

Steven Lucas in The Loud House

Gown and Out

Originally Written by Karla Sakas Shropshire

Re-Written by Steven Lucas

[The episode starts at Royal Woods Elementary, where they are hosting the Little Miss Royal Woods Pageant.]

Cheryl: "Welcome back to the Little Miss Royal Woods Pageant. Up next, we are kicking off the talent portion with Lola Loud and her famous ribbon dance!"

[A spotlight shines on Lola as she twirls her ribbon the air.]

Lola: "It's Lola."

[She performs the ribbon dance as her family cheers her on.]

Lincoln: "Notice how the ribbon never touches the floor. Sign of a real pro."

Steven: That’s amazing. You really are a good teacher, Lincoln.

Lincoln: Thank you.

[The interview portion]

Cheryl: "How would you define true beauty?"

Lola: "To me, true beauty means having big hair and an even bigger heart."

Crowd: [touched] "Awwwwww!"

Lincoln: "Yes! Perfect balance of sap and sass."

Lynn: "Ok, how do you know this junk?"

Steven: Come on Lynn. He told me that he coached Lana once, when Lola broke both her arm and her leg.

Lincoln: "Yeah! Do you seriously not remember when I was the twins' pageant coach?" [notices something] "Shhh! They're announcing the winner!"

Cheryl: "And your next Little Miss Royal Woods is...!" [The audience gasps in shock] "You guessed it." [The audience gasps again] "Lola!"

Lola: [surprised] "Whaaat?"

[Cheryl places the crown on top of Lola's head as the audience cheers.]

[Backstage, Lola meets up with her family.]

Rita: "Oh, we are so proud of you, sweetie!"

Steven: Yeah, that was amazing! Besides, this is probably my first time seeing a school pageant.

Lola: "Thanks, you guys. It was nothing."

Cheryl: [comes in with some papers] "I have some exciting news, sweetie. Winning this title qualifies you for the Little Miss Southeastern Michigan Pageant!"

Lola: [suprised to hear this] "Wha-? A-A regional pageant? I've never competed at that level before."

Cheryl: "Pack your bags! Cause it's a coming up next weekend!"

Lola: "Wow!"

Lynn Sr.: "Next weekend? I have my pastry workshop."

Rita: "And I have my dental conference."

Steven: I don’t know Lola. I don’t get out very well with most cities here in Michigan. They are too industrial, dirty, and smoggy.

Lola: "But, but it's my first shot at the big time!"

Steven: [to Lola] Well, we’re sorry Lola. But I’ll go with you for support, but we just can’t go without catching a single ride. [to Lynn Sr. and Rita] What do you guys think?

[Rita and Lynn Sr. then thought of something and look at Lori.]

Lori: [Holding her phone] "Are you looking at me? I can feel you looking at me.

Steven: Look Lori. Can’t you put your phone down for one second and show support to you little sister.

Lori: Uh, look, no offense, but being a pageant chaperone... isn't really how I planned to spend my weekend."

Steven: Come on Lori. The pageant is taking place inside a suite hotel. Please go with us.

Lori: I’m sorry, but I don’t take out guys like you.

Rita: "What if we threw in a spa package? Hmm?"

Lori: "You literally have a deal."

Lola: [cheers at this and hugs Lori] "Thanks, Lori!"

''[Next weekend comes with Lori and Lola at the Caribou Suites Hotel. Lori and Steven are carrying Lola's luggage.]''

Lola: "Lola Loud, checking in for Little Miss Southeastern Michigan."

Steven: Geez Lola! What did you pack in your luggage?

Lola: Just my makeup, my clothes for rehearsal, and my pageant gowns.

Steven: Oh boy!

Lola: Yeah, be careful. [Notices other pageant participants texting on their phones.] "Hi, I'm Lola. Isn't it exciting to be competing in the big leagues?"

Chinah: "Well, not as exciting as nationals last year. It could be fun. Hi, I'm Chinah, with two H's."

Jackie: "She holds the record for the most titles won before age 7."

Chinah: "Oh, that's nothing. Jackie here does toothpaste commercials."

[Jackie shows her pearly whites.]

Claudette: "And my name is Claudette."

Lola: "Woah! Are those sequins French crystal?"

Claudette: "Oui. All of my gowns are made in Paris. Aren't yours?"

Lola: [chuckles nervously]

Lori: "Come on, Lola, I've got our room key."

Lola: "Heh, oh darn. Gotta run." [dashes off] "Okay, okay, stay cool, Lola. Just 'cause these girls have fancy dresses, shiny teeth, and names with extra letters doesn't mean you can't compete with them, heh!" [Groans while Lori and Steven struggles to carry the luggage, and ends up tripping backward.]

[Lola, Steven, and Lori are outside the stage where the rehearsals are.]

Steven: Here we are, the auditorium.

Lola: Thank you, would you like to come in and watch me perform.

Steven: I would love to, but I can’t. But I’ll watch on the day you’ll do the pageant.

Lola: That’s fine.

Lori: "Well, good luck at rehearsal. Not that you need it."

Lola: "Thanks, sis. Enjoy your spa day."

Lori: "Ah, believe me. I will." [Scene changes to her at the spa] "What do you mean you're full? Can't you please squeeze me in? I'll take your worst masseuse."

Clerk: "Mmm, I'm afraid Greg's booked, too. We had like 12 pageant moms request deep tissue."

Lori: [sighs] "Yeah, I get that. It's okay. I'll just try again tomorrow."

Pageant Mom: "Ow! Greg, that's my spleen!"

[Back with Lola...]

Announcer: "Next up, talent! Jackie, let's see your gymnastics routine."

Lola: "Oh, tumbling. Cute."

Announcer: [Jackie begins her routine] "And there she goes! Giant swing with a full release! She spins 360 degrees and a half turn with climb, jump, and a handstand!"

Lola: [Gasps in amazement]

Jackie: "Eh, not my best."

Announcer: "Next up, we have Lola performing...Oh, a-a ribbon dance. Cute."

[Lola nervously walks up with her ribbon, which gets caught in a nail on the floorboard, sending her flying backward.]

[Later on...]

Announcer: "What is the single most significant event in human history?"

Chinah: "Great question! It depends whether we approach from a socioeconomic or geopolitical perspective."

Lola: [decides to bail after hearing this.] "Gah, excuse me! Excuse me!"

[Lori and Steven are watching The Dream Boat in the hotel room

Steven: Hey Lori. Is it okay that I should sleep on the chair.

Lori: No! You know what, you can share a bed with me if you want.

Steven: Sure, I would love to. But, is it alright to give you enough space from you while we sleep?

Lori: Um. Yes, that’s fine by me.

Steven: Great!

[They both continue watching TV when Lola comes in.]

Steven: There she is! Little miss cute and smart princess!

Lori: "Oh, hey, beauty queen. How were rehearsals? Did you kill it?"

Lola: "Uh...yeah. You know it. Crown's in the bag. Uh...I'm just gonna go steam up my pores for tomorrow."

[Lola walks into the bathroom, turns on the sink, and sulks against the bathtub as she calls Lincoln on her phone.]

Lincoln: "Lola, what's wrong? [gasps] Did your hair fall flat?"

Lola: "No, it's not my hair. It's the other contestants. They're... um..." [whispers it into the phone.]

Lincoln: "What was that?"

Lola: "They're... BETTER than I am! What if I don't win? What if I looo... loooo... ooooo..." [starts to get nauseous] "I can't even say it without getting nauseous!"

Lincoln: "Lola, you're not going to lose! You're a pageant powerhouse! Now make sure you get to bed early tonight, you don't want to wake up all puffy eyed and blotchy."

Lola: "Yeah, yeah..." [picks up an eyeliner and gets an idea.] "Or do I...?"

[The next morning, Lori and Steven are on the bed and are about wake up from their sleep.]

Steven: [yawns] Morning, Lori.

Lori: [yawns] Morning Steven. [then sees Lola pretending to be sick.] "Ah!" [gasps] "Lola! What happened?"

Steven: Ew! Are you alright Lola, you seem a bit pale.

Lola: [fake coughs and imitates a scratched up voice.] "I don't know. I do feel a little under the weather, but, the pageant must go on."

Lori: [lays Lola back down] "Whoa, whoa, whoa. You are clearly sick. I'm so sorry, Lola, I know how much you wanted to compete but, you just can't."

Steven: Yeah! You don’t want to make everyone sick, do you?

Lola: [sighs] "That's alright. I'll get over it, someday." [her expression changes to a happy tone.] "Well, enjoy the spa."

Lori: "Pssh, forget the spa. I am staying right here. Maybe a fun sister day will help cheer you up."

Steven: Maybe, we should have a fun day, just three of us.

Lola: "What?! No! Y-Y-You don't have to do that."

Lori: "I know I don't want to, I have to. Now, sit tight. I'm gonna hit the gift shop for supplies."

Steven: Yeah, while she’s doing that. I’ll go ahead and call for breakfast.

[Lola whimpers]

''[Later, Lola's bed was crowded with heart-shaped balloons and flowers. Lori enters. Steven is sitting with Lola.]''

Lori: "I'm back~." [gasps] Oh, good, the flowers and balloons arrived. First up, mani-pedis. I got coral and sea foam, you get first pick.

Lola: 'Whoa, these are the fancy brand."

Lori: "What's money when you have a sick sister?"

Steven: Yeah, don’t worry about the pricing, it doesn’t matter anyway.

Lola: "Ugh."

Steven: I know, let’s grab ourselves a little snack here?

Lori: Great idea.

[Lori dials the hotel phone for room service.]

Lori: [on the phone] "Room service? I'd like three chocolate chip cookies. Warm please, with your coldest milk."

Lola: "But those cookies are $5.95 each!"

Lori: "What else am I going to do with my really hard earned babysitting money?"

[Lola looks down sadly.]

Steven: "And, the winner of the Little Miss Unsightly Skin Rash Pageant is... Miss Lola Loud!"

[Lori comes out of the hotel bathroom, carrying a crown made of tissues, and empty toilet paper cylinders.]

Lori: [singing] "Oh, Little Miss Unsightly Skin Rash." [scatting]

Steven: Give it up for her!

[Right then, Lola starts crying, unable to take this anymore.]

Steven: Are you okay, Lola? Why are you crying?

Lori: "Lola! What's wrong? Is your condition getting worse?"

Lola: "No, I don't have a condition, unless you count being a terrible person. I'm not really sick. I faked all this with makeup to get out of the pageant." [sniffling]

Lori: "But why? I don't understand."

Steven: Yeah! Why would you do that? This is what you’ve been waiting for. You’ve made it just because you’ve competed in that exact level you are in.

Lola: [sits on the bed] "Well, I've never competed at this level before, and the other girls are really talented. I couldn't stand the idea of lo--lo--lo... [retches]

Lori: "Losing?"

Lola: "Yeah, that thing. I'm sorry I lied. I understand if you're mad."

Lori: [sits next to her] "Actually, Lols, I'm not."

Lola: "Really?"

Lori: "No, I get it. I almost skipped homecoming because I was worried I wouldn't win queen." [Flashback to Lori that day in her room looking sad in front of her mirror, she then looks at her dress.] "But... in the end, I sucked it up, put on my dress, and went anyway." ''[Grabs her dress. End of flashback.]'' "And I'm so glad I did."

Lola: [Slightly confused] "But, I thought Carol Pingrey won homecoming queen?"

Lori: "Oh, she totally did," [Flashback to Carol receiving her crown, and Lori looking on with disappointment.] "and it definitely hurt at first." [Just then, her beloved Bobby-Boo-Boo-Bear offers her his hand.] "But, if I hadn't have gone, I would have missed out on an amazing night" ''[Bobby pulls his beloved Babe onto the dance floor and the two have an amazing night. End of flashback.]''

Steven: Yeah. That happened to me too. It was on one of my high school proms. [Flashback to Steven that day at the prom, thinking that he should win.] I was selected as one of the prom kings, however I sadly lost to the couple that were meant to be together. [A teen hands two crowns to the couple.] But at least I’m still having fun that night.

[Steven feels happy as he continues to celebrate on prom night.]

Lori: "The competition is going to get tougher as you get older, but you can't let it stop you from-"

Lola: [Finishing Lori's sentence] "Doing what makes me happy."

Lori: "Exactly! So what do you say? You still wanna do this thing?

Lola: [Remorseful] "Yes, but it's too late, the pageant starts in ten minutes and look at me, I'm a complete disaster."

Steven: Relax, Lola. There’s still time to prepare in ten minutes.

Lori: "Don't worry, I'm calling an expert." [Pulls out her phone, and speed dials a boy with white hair.]

Lincoln: "Okay Lori, grab a makeup wipe, the one with the green tea extract, we don't need to be irritating the skin right now."

Lori: [Following Lincoln's instructions] "One with green tea extract, check."

Lincoln: "And, start warming up the curling iron while your at it." [Lori does so, but Lincoln groans.] "The one inch barrel, not the three quarters, have you ever heat styled before, woman?"

[That night at the pageant.]

Announcer: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Little Miss Southeastern Michigan Pageant." [Starts singing] "Beautiful girls, I'm talking 'bout the beautiful girrrrls." [Backstage, Lola is quivering with fear.] "Just crazy for the beautiful girrrrrrrrls."

Lori: "Go get 'em, Lola."

Lola: Break a leg, Lola. But not from last time, though!

Lincoln: [Through video chat] "Remember; eyes forward, chin up, tushy clenched."

Announcer: "Let's meet our contestants" [Lola hurries onstage to join the others.] "Let's hear it for these beautiful girrrrrrls." ''[The crowd applauds. Later on in the pageant.]'' "Lola Loud and her ribbon dance." ''[Gives Lola the stage. Lola spins her ribbon and performs like there's nothing to it.]''

Lincoln: "It's like she's one with the ribbon."

Steven: Yes. She does still have the magic touch.

Lori: "Literally."

[Later, it's time for the interview.]

Lola: "As partial as I an to a sparkly tiara, I'd have to say that a girl's most important accessory is her brain."

[The audience loves Lola.]

Lincoln: "Yes."

Lori: "So good."

Steven: That’s a very clear and suggestive answer.

[The pageant is almost concluded.]

Announcer: "Ladies and gentlemen, the results are in. Can we please bring out all our beautiful girrrrls? [Said beautiful girls come out on stage, hands in hands, and the audience cheers.] "The second runner up to Little Miss Southeastern Michigan is... Claudette. [Claudette is honored and steps up, the other girls, and Lola, clap for her, and rejoin hands when the announcer continues.] "The first runner up iiiissssssss... Jackie. [Jackie does what Claudette did.]

Lola: [To herself] "Oh my gosh, one left, I could win, I could still-"

Announcer: "And your next Little Miss Southeastern Michigan iiiiiiiissssssssssssssss... [Lola gains confidence] "Chinah." [Lola is now disappointed. Chinah goes up and receives her sash.] "She's Little Miss Southeastern Michigan."

''[Lola is still bummed that she lost, but claps anyway. She then looks over to her chaperone and her coach.]''

Lori: "Lols," [in union with Steven and Lincoln] "You were so great, Lola."

Steven: You did it! Congratulations, Lola!

Lincoln: "Way to go."

Lola: [Feeling a lot better] "Congratulations, Chinah."

''[The crowd applauds. The pageant is over, Lola slides to Lori and gives her a big hug.]''

Lori: "Aww, you done good out there, sis."

Steven: That was amazing Lola!

Lincoln: "Your best work since last fall's Little Miss Fusion Cuisine Pageant."

Lola: "Thanks guys, you were right, Lori. Even though I lo-, lo-." [Sighs, knowing she can't say it, and then smiles.] "didn't win," [eye twitches] "I'm really glad I did it."

Jackie: "Nice job, Lola, we're gonna have to watch out for you next year." [Casually leaves]

Lincoln: "Speaking of next year, Lola, I think we should add some tumbling moves to your ribbon dance, I'll-" [Lori turns her phone, and her brother, off.]

Lori: "Goodbye, Lincoln.

Steven: Yeah, sorry Lincoln. We just have enough pageants for a while. It’s time that we all go out for a nice relaxing spa day. Like we promised.

Lori: Now come on, you, Steven, and I are going to hit the spa for some well deserved pampering. Word of advice though, do not ask for Greg."

Steven: Wait! Who’s Greg?