User blog:The Milo Murphy's Law Wiki Guy/Wouldn't Trade It For The World: Chapter 2: Imagination 1, Science 1

"Ahh…"

A pleasant and relaxed sigh transmitted itself from inside the room of Lisa Loud, 4 year old genius and number 1 in the Loud House Headache sufferers chart (Lori, Lynn Sr. and Rita were close behind).

This time though, the pint sized prodigy was happy and calm, a soft, simple smile on her face as she did what she loves best: Research.

The soothing fluorescent green lighting she had installed today was working wonders: The room felt different, lacking its usual dramatic and foreboding atmosphere. Instead, it felt downright homely and inviting, the atmosphere more like a pharmacy or a waiting room than a mad scientists chambers.

…

The author does realize that no one really wants to go to a pharmacy or a waiting room, but given the choice, the health risks involved with going to a mad scientists chambers are off the…

"Ahem.", Lisa interrupted the author calmly, hoping he'd remember the number 1 rule of her lab.

"…No tattling about your cameras?"

"No."

"No pointing out the ethical immorality of your actions?"

"No."

"No East Coast Rap?"

Lisa began to reply, when she blinked in confusion and she took out her ridiculously large rule book and paged through it.

It was rule number 3, but he was close.

"No, my annoying nuisance, Rule Number 1 is: Do not interrupt me while I am working!", she suddenly shouted, before closing her eyes and taking some deep, cleansing breaths.

She sat down.

"Please leave me in peace. I am about to make a major breakthrough, and meta conversations will not help with said discovery.", she calmly explained.

"Why are you in such a rush?", the author asked.

Lisa rolled her eyes, hoping an explanation would satisfy the author.

"Well, if you really want to know, Lily is being given a bath by Luna and Mother, and afterwards she's going with them to the grocery store."

She clasped her hands in giddy excitement, the little girl behind the glasses revealing herself for just a moment.

"Hee hee! Finally! Some adequate research time! Some privacy from my family units! THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS! "

She then straightened herself.

"Anyhow, this time should be sufficient enough for my next great invention: A towering, mechanical, humanoid mobile, manned robot!", she announced proudly, straightening her glasses.

"…So a mecha?", the narrator asked.

Lisa sighed wearily.

"Yes… A mecha."

She closed her eyes and waved the author off.

"Now, please leave me be! I must return to my work!"

The author obliged, and Lisa, after a moment of preparation, went back to her work.

She looked at the blueprints and changed a variable here and a variable there, the light scratches of pencil on paper the only sounds she could detect with her ears.

She smiled, admiring her work.

A little bit more figuring out, and Lisa would have made a mecha at the tender age of 4!

If that didn't prove to the scientific community that she was light years ahead of them, what would?

Lisa giggled excitedly, but just when she was about to figure out the programming, she could hear the all too familiar sound of her siblings talking.

"With a determined glare, The Princess lifts her bloody sword, rusty and sharp, and with one fell swoop…"

Lisa closes her eyes and breaths through her nose.

"Drown it out… Drown it out… Drown it out…"

The voices got louder.

"And then what?"

"Then, the princess stabs the dragon in the heart, the sword piercing through the tough outer exterior, blood and guts spewing out like crazy!"

Lisa started to squeeze a rubber ball.

"Drown it out, drown it out, drown it out!"

"Eww! Then what?"

"Then, the Princess removes the dragon's heart, and EATS IT!"

The ball burst, and Lisa, officially ticked off, stormed out of her room and went into Lola and Lana's room.

Lisa opened the door, ready to lecture her sibling units on the vital importance of shutting your trap, but Lola and Lana hadn't even noticed, so busy were they in their pitch meeting.

To Lisa, the room looked the same as it always did: Pink. Cuddly. Disgusting.

But to Lola and Lana, the room was way bigger now.

White walls were clean and well kept, a ceiling fan spun on and on slowly but surely, not supplying enough in the war against the heat.

A brown meeting table was covered with script pages, wads of cash with Lola's face on them, cigar ash trays (not that they would ever smoke, but they felt that it added a gritty, realistic touch) and an unsure Lola, now adorned in a glorious pink suit and tie, a pair of spectacles adorned on her attentive face as she listened to Lana.

Head resting on her palms, Lola Loud knew that their usual imaginary game needed a refreshing twist to the formula, so she had tasked fellow writer Lana to come up with some pitches. That may have been a mistake, she gravely admitted to herself, pouring a.. Fifth? Seventh? Twenty Fifth? Cup of Coffee.

She sipped it, her eyes closed, savoring the java.

"Oh, yeah. That's some good joe.", she thought, and she looked up at Lana, who was finishing up.

Standing in a ruffled suit and tie, her hair all over the place, her glasses badly placed on her head, her face covered with sweat beads, Lana Loud, co-writer of "The Imaginary Game Lola and Lana Play", stood in the room, panting for air after a vigorous display of her pitch.

Her eyes darted nervously to the final image on her slideshow, depicting an incredibly muscular Lola with a princess crown and outfit, standing over a mountain of dead bodies, shouting out "Saikou ni High haitte! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

Lola looked from the picture to Lana.

She took a deep breath and stood up, her hands on the desk.

"So… What do you think?", Lana asked, hopeful and nervous, tugging at her collar.

"I…"

Lola considered her words.

"I just don't think this is the right direction for the franchise."

Lana sighed and trashed the drawing.

"Lola!"

The two went back to reality.

Lana threw her arms up in the air.

"That's the third pitch you've rejected! And I still think that wrestling would have worked!", Lana said, disappointed that she couldn't enter to a heavy metal music video and fight Lola in a ring.

She crossed her arms, shooting an annoyed look at her twin sister.

Lola looked apologetic for once, clearly wanting to get the game going too.

"I'm sorry, Lana. I just really want to shake up the formula, you know? We always do the same game. I just want to try something… Different."

Lana stopped crossing her arms and smiled.

"I know, Lola. But I really want to get to destroying your castle!"

The two scratched their chins and paced around the room.

"Sister units?"

Lola and Lana turned to see Lisa look at them, annoyed.

"Oh, hey Lisa!", Lana greeted.

"What's up? Came to bask in my glory?", Lola asked, posing fabulously.

"Yeah, right…", Lana commented, not quietly enough.

"What?!", Lola shouted, and the two began to scuffle.

Lisa broke them up.

"Attention, please!"

The two stopped fighting and listened.

"I am in the middle of crucial work, research that could lead to earth shattering breakthroughs!"

Lola and Lana nodded.

"But, and this may come as a surprise to you, but I can't focus."

Lisa's hands were on her hips, her look that of frustration.

"Do you know why?"

Lola and Lana thought.

"…Not… Us?", they asked, batting their eyelashes cutely.

Lisa blew up.

"NO, IT IS YOU!"

She calmed down, and massaged her temples.

This was going to be another headache.

"Can you please be a little less uproarious?", she asked, hoping that the twins would co- operate.

Lola and Lana, not wanting to incur Lisa's anger, nodded again.

"No problem, Lisa!", Lana said.

"We'll be quiet.", Lola added.

Lisa smiled.

"Thank you.", she said.

She left the room, leaving Lola and Lana to continue to ponder how to fix their game.

"We could always get Lincoln…", Lana said.

Lola sighed.

"We always get Lincoln! No offense to him, but he's not different enough. We need something new! Something fresh! Something different!"

"Or maybe someone…", Lana muttered to herself, her brow furrowed.

Lana suddenly got an idea.

An incandescent lightbulb appeared above her head.

Lana glared at the screen, and the lightbulb was replaced with an LED light.

"Better!", she said.

She turned to Lola.

"Lola, I just got a great idea!

Lola looked at Lana pleadingly, holding on to her knees.

"Let me have it, Lana! I need something! Anything!"

Lana sighed and picked her up.

"Save the drama for your mama, Lola."

Lola sighed.

"A princess saves her drama for everyone."

Lana grabbed Lola.

"Lola, focus!"

Lola eyes turned huge.

"What we need is a third player who isn't Lincoln, and is close to our age, and is right now very close…"

Lola's mouth slowly turned into an understanding smile.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?", Lana asked with a smile.

"I think I am thinking what you're thinking, but I think we should tell each other what we're thinking in order to avoid any potential awkwardness from not thinking the same thing. I think.", Lola said.

The two talked at the same time.

"Lisa is totally different from you and me, she's close to our age, AND she's right next door! Literally!"

Lola cheered.

"You're right, my dirty yet intelligent sister!"

Lana closed her eyes and proudly smirked.

"When am I not?"

Lola smiled sassily.

"Every other time but this."

Lana glared at Lola, who laughed.

"But seriously, you are right! Lisa would be perfect!"

The twins hopped excitedly, happy with their breakthrough, but Lola suddenly stopped.

"Wait!, Lola said, Lana stopping in mid-air.

A moment passed.

"How are you doing that?", Lola asked, confused yet impressed.

Lana looked down and fell onto the ground.

The two shrugged, and while Lana got up, Lola explained her problem.

"What will our test audience say? A new character isn't always welcome…", Lola said, worried.

"Well, let's ask them!", Lana said, and the two looked at what seemed to be the screen.

"What do you think? Would Lisa be a good addition to the cast?", they asked, smiling sweetly, hoping it would gurantee a positive answer.

Clyde, who was sitting there the entire time, considered the idea.

Finally, he made up his mind.

"Sounds good to me! She could really add something to your dynamic!", he said with a thumbs up.

Lola and Lana nodded at each other.

"Well, the crowd has spoken."

Lola offered her arm to Lana, eyes closed, all curtious.

"Shall we, dearest sister?"

Lana offered hers, mimicking Lola's actions.

"Oh, we shall!"

They joined arms, and after taking a step, they ran excitedly and burst through their door into Lisa's room.

Lisa, who was enjoying the silence, dropped a beaker that shattered on the floor.

A shard of glass from the beaker flew out the window and burst a balloon being held by Lindesy Sweetwater.

Annoyed, Lindsey kicked a pebble, sending it flying into Principal Huggin's golf cart.

The golf cart spun round and round like a record baby round and round until it smashed into Flips, sending it's sign hurtling into the sky.

The sign fell on the chipser, the oil nearly flying into Leo's face.

Terrified, Leo leapt into Lyberti's arms, the girl stumbling backwards for a second from the surprise jump.

The two walked onto the road, a truck full of pies nearly hitting them.

The driver turned his car to the side and it flipped over a nail.

The pies inside the truck flew out.

Meanwhile, Rusty Spokes and Liam were standing in the middle of the road, Rusty looking at his watch impatiently.

"Gosh darn it, Rusty, I don't get it. Why do you have to be here?"

Rusty sighed dramtically.

"Tis my duty, Liam."

Liam scratched his chin.

"What do you mean?"

Suddenly, the pies smashed into Rusty's face, covering his face with meraingue.

Liam, shocked, stammered in surprise.

"What? What? What?"

Rusty sighed wearily.

"Every Sunday…"

Lisa observed all this.

She looked at the screen.

"Well, that was incredibly unlikely."

Lisa looked at Lola and Lana, annoyed at the interruption of her work.

"And may I venture forth a quarry that I shall surely regret?"

Lola and Lana nodded.

Lisa pinched the bridge of her nose.

"What in the name of Einstein do you want?"

Lola and Lana both smiled giddily.

"We're playing an imagination game! Wanna play?"

Lisa sighed.

"As much as I would love to…"

"Liar.", Lynn said as she passed.

Lisa stared at Lynn, annoyed.

"As I was saying, I am not interested. I have far more pressing matters to attend to. Besides, what's so great about imagination?"

Lola and Lana gasped, their hands holding their cheeks.

"Lisa! You can do anything with…"

Lola and Lana both made a rainbow with their hands.

"Iiimaaagiiinaaationnnn!..."

Lisa stared at the rainbow.

"That was against all the laws of physics. Revolting."

Lola continued, ignoring the statement.

"With… Iiiimaaagiiinationnnn… I can be whatever I want!"

She pretended to have a hook and an eye patch.

"A pirate! Arrgh!"

She pretended to hold a football.

"A football player! Hup!"

Lana chimed in.

"A 6 year old girl who loves mud!"

Lisa stared blankly at Lana.

"Lana, you already are a 6 year old girl who loves mud. Some would say too much."

Lana beamed proudly.

"See? It's fun!"

Lisa sighed and gave her siblings an irritated look.

"I'm sorry…"

"No you're not.", Lynn said, piping in again before returning to her room.

Once again, Lisa shot Lynn an annoyed look.

"Just… Leave me be.", she told the twins.

Lola and Lana frowned, but begrudgingly accepted the answer.

"Ok…", they said, clearly disappointed.

Lisa, not even noticing that she had disappointed her sisters, went back to her room, happy to get back to work.

The door closed with a thud, and Lola and Lana looked at each other with frowns.

"Should I get Lincoln?", Lana asked.

"Yeah.", Lola answered, bummed out from how the day had been going.

A few minutes later, Lisa was buried deep in her research, the pleasant hum of the room filling her with joy.

Finally, some peace and quiet!

She started to weld the metal together, wearing a face mask too big for her head as she went on with her task.

Sparks flew like spitfires in front of her eyes.

The parts began to join together.

It had its own kind of beauty, she thought.

Others may not see it, but, here she was, Lisa Loud, 4 years old, creating a giant robot!

Did Petey Wimple do that?

No! He was to freakin' busy eating paste!

Lisa, feeling a little pumped, finished her welding, took off her face mask, strapped on her headphones and turned "Nuthin' but a G Thang" on, shaking and busting moves like no man. Or little girl, in this case.

"It's like this and like that and like this and uh

It's like that and like this and like that and uh

It's like this and like that and like this and uh

Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom

Well I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creep-in'

But I…"

But before Lisa could take this story up to a Teen rating, she was thankfully interrupted by a sound she was getting really sick of.

Talking.

"So, royal scientist, do you really think this robot will help defend me from the dragon?"

"A…Affirmative! This… Bofangled… Doohickey should be most… Splendiferous in the fight with the dragon who terrorizes this… deoxyribonucleic acid?"

Lisa would have much ratherd stay in her room, but everything about those last few sentences boiled her blood!

What the heck were those words?

And who was trying to sound like her?

Only she sounded like her!

Lisa, fuming, marched off to Lola and Lana's room.

Not just interruptions to her work, but now fake science terms?

This was one diss of west coast rap away from turning into a complete affront to everything she loved!

She opened the door to find an odd and unwelcome sight that explained everything: Lola, in her princess costume, was sitting in a small, dinky chair as if it was some great throne. Lana was pretending to breath fire.

And Lincoln, her own brother Lincoln, who she had always considered one of the less intellectually challenged members of the family, was dressed up like her, stumbling over words that meant NOTHING!

All three louds looked back at Lisa, who shook with rage and irritation.

"Oh, hey, Lisa!", Lincoln said cheerfully, not realizing he had SINNED BEYOND BELIEF!

"Hey, Lisa! What are you doing here?", Lana asked, stopping her pretend attack on Lola's castle and turning towards her sister with an innocent smile.

Lola too looked back at her sister with an innocent smile, not realizing just how much they had annoyed her.

Lisa, trying very hard not to lose her mind, choked out the following sentence:

"Pardon my intrusion into your inane pursuit of endorphins, but, if I may be so bold as to ask,

WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS NIKOLA TESLA IS GOING ON?!", Lisa screamed, causing Lincoln, Lola and Lana to cover their ears.

"Ow!", Lincoln said.

"Jeez, Lisa, chill!", Lana commented, her ears still ringing.

"Chill? CHILL? WHY WOULD I 'CHILL' WHEN YOU ARE MISUSING SCIENTIFIC TERMS?!", she bellowed. Lola and Lana smiled nervously.

"Does it really matter?…"

"YES IT DOES!", Lisa shouted, and then, realizing she was overdoing it, calmed down.

A finger to her temple, she looked at Lincoln with a mixture of annoyance and disappointment.

"Elder brother unit, why are you disguised as me?", she asked.

Lincoln smiled sheepishly.

"Lola and Lana REALLY wanted to play with you, but you said no, so I had to fill in… And that wasn't easy, since I kept stumbling on all the big words…"

Lisa facepalmed.

"Those "big words" are nothing more than a haphazardly collected assortment of nonsensical terms!", she replied.

"Well, not all of us are geniuses, Lisa! Except me, of course.", Lola replied, waving her hair.

"In your dreams!", Lana shot back.

"Which I would have if you stopped having so many animals in your bed! Who can sleep with all that ruckus?", Lola growled.

"Me.", Lana replied simply, and they started scuffling.

Lincoln jumped between them and separated them with his hands.

"Guys, come on! Don't be like this!"

Lola and Lana sighed.

"Sorry.", they both said at the same time.

Lincoln turned to Lisa.

"Look, Lisa, we're sorry we interrupted your work. It doesn't make it ok to shout like that, but we are sorry."

Lisa hated to admit it, but he was right.

"Understood. I… I apologize for my abrupt manner."

Lincoln smiled in relief, happy to see the problem go away so soon.

"Why don't you go back to your work, and the twins and I will go back to our game?"

Lisa was happy to see SOMEONE understand that she needed some work time.

"Thank you, elder brother.", she said, and she walked off happily.

Lincoln went back to his place in the room.

"Come on, guys! Let's finish that robot!

Lisa stopped.

"You're building a robot?", Lisa asked, her interest piqued.

Lola nodded.

"Yep!"

Lana chimed in.

"It's going to try and stop me. It won't work, of course, but the effort's appreciated."

Lisa raised an eyebrow, the scientist in her wanting to know more details.

"Well, that would depend. Not that dragons ever existed…"

Lola and Lana sighed.

"But it would take a truly impressive robot, one of great magnitude and awesome strength to be able to challenge a fire breathing giant lizard."

Lisa smiled with her eyes closed.

"You surely have something like that."

Lola excitedly replied "No! Even better!"

She presented the robot (or as Lisa saw it, absolutely nothing) with a big smile.

"It's a little robot butler who makes tea and talks in rhymes!"

The tiny, pink automaton, wearing a classy bow and tie, with a huge top hat adorned on its head bowed down.

"More tea, your highness?

To battle the dryness?"

Lola waved the robot off.

"No need to, J.E.E.V.E.S. The only thing that needs quenching is my thirst for vengeance against that wretched dragon!"

"I prefer awe inspiring and ruthless!", Lana replied back.

Lisa sighed.

"Really?"

Lincoln, Lola and Lana looked at Lisa.

"Really what?"

Lisa stepper forwards and examined the… Air.

"I can't believe I'm doing this", she told the audience.

She looked at Lola.

"You're the princess, right?"

Lola bowed daintily.

"Oh, I most certainly am."

Lisa pointed at the dragon.

"That's a dragon, right?", she pointed at Lana, who was busy picking her nose.

"Yep!", Lana answered.

Lisa pointed at Lincoln.

"And you're supposed to be me?", she asked, a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"Yep.", Lincoln replied.

Lisa glared at him.

"Dear brother, what makes you think that a dainty little robot stands a chance against a dragon?"

Lincoln rubbed the back of his neck.

"Well, Lola really wanted a robot that could serve tea…"

"And what's it going to do when the dragon attacks? Offer it MUFFINS?!", she asked, her hands up in the air.

Lola handed Lana the muffins, and Lana quickly scarfed them down, the two not wanting to annoy Lisa again.

Lisa pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Look, I don't want to play with you, but come on! You're all smarter than this!"

Lana smiled at Lincoln.

"She thinks we're smart?"

Lincoln smiled back.

"Sort of, yes."

Lana held his hand.

"Feels nice."

Lincoln nodded.

"It does."

Lisa started pacing the room.

"As a woman of science, I can't let this stand! There must be some form of logic to this game!"

Lola smiled.

"But Lisa! That's the fun!"

Lisa shook her head.

"I don't get it."

Lana tried to explain.

"We pretend that things can happen! That way, we're not limited to what we can do in reality!"

Lincoln joined in.

"For example, Lana isn't really a dragon, but when she pretends to be one…"

He lifted her in the air and pretended that she was flying.

"She can fly!"

Lana giggled.

"Higher, Lincoln! Higher!"

Lincoln laughed and made her go higher.

He put her down, and Lola jumped up and down.

"My turn, Linky! My turn!"

While Lincoln held Lola up, Lisa scratched her chin.

It all sounded so…

Wrong.

Dubious.

Fake.

Ignoring the rules of reality for… Fun?

It didn't feel right!

Yet, she didn't like that a robot was being misused like this!

The princess… That is, Lola, clearly needed something more useful to beat the dragon… That is, Lana.

She nodded to herself.

Perhaps a thought experiment like this could prove fruitful for her mecha project, and, dare she say it…

It could be a little…

Fun.

And, she had to admit, it was a little flattering that the twins wanted to play with her so much that they got Lincoln to dress up as her.

Lisa looked at her three siblings and cleared her throat, but they were too busy pretending to fly.

She tried again. Nada.

She took out an air horn and it blared very loudly.

THAT stopped them.

"You have something against ears, Lisa?", Lana asked.

Lisa looked at her siblings.

"Fellow siblings, I am prepared to withhold some of my precious time to… Partake in this activity."

Lola and Lana grinned excitedly.

"Really?", they asked.

Lisa nodded.

"I suppose it could make an interesting thought experiment: If dragons existed, what would stop them?"

She stepped into the room.

"All right. I'll participate in your game."

She turned to Lola.

"May I see the robot in question?"

Lola proudly shows off… Nothing.

Lisa shakes her head.

"I must say, I don't see the point."

Lincoln looked at Lisa.

"Lisa, you're looking at it wrong."

"Lincoln, there is literally nothing there!"

"That's Lori's saying, not yours.", Lynn commented as she passed the room.

Lisa turned to her, annoyed.

"Are you just going to spend the entire day annoying me?"

Lynn smirked.

"I'm thinking about it."

Lisa tried to ignore her.

"Anyway, Lincoln, I can't see it. Why not just let me bring my mecha?"

Lola and Lana gasped.

"It is not in the spirit of imagination to do that, Lisa!", Lola said with a harsh tone.

"Pretty weenie!", Lana added.

Lisa groaned.

Lincoln put a supportive arm on Lisa's shoulder.

"I think I get the problem: It's all a little… Illogical to you, right?"

Lisa nodded, for a second looking like a 4 year old that didn't really understand what was going on and less like the genius she held herself up to be.

Lincoln smiled softly.

"Well… Look at it this way: When you're working on a project, what do you do?"

Lisa cupped her head in her hand.

"Well, first I figure out the logistics, and then I visualize it, and then I make some blueprints…"

Lisa suddenly gasped, and looked at Lincoln, who simply nodded.

"I know it isn't easy, but it could be fun. You won't know if you won't try."

Lisa nodded.

"A scientist should always try something new."

She took a deep breath.

"I see what you mean, brother unit."

Lisa closed her eyes and visualized the room.

It wasn't easy, but she managed to see a pink castle with a magnificent throne room and a lavish princess perched on said throne.

She then imagined a taller version of herself, with a lab coat and a goatee…

"A goatee?", Lola, Lana and Lincoln asked.

"Why not?", she said.

The three others shrugged.

Lisa, now tall, with a lab coat and a goatee, inspected the tiny pink robot.

"I must say I feel a little nervous,

Do tell me, what is my purpose?"

"You have no purpose, I'm trashing you.", Lisa replied.

"Oh my god…", The robot said, his head hung low.

"Yeah, welcome to the club, pal.", Lisa said.

Lincoln wrote a note down.

"I better put a parental lock on that channel…", Lincoln said to himself.

Lisa threw the note away.

"Focus, assistant Lincoln! We have a robot to build!"

Lincoln found himself in an assistant's outfit.

"Yipee…", he muttered to himself.

Lisa went to Lola, who looked forlorn.

"My kingdom is being ravaged and torn, o royal scientist! Tell me…"

Lola stopped and everything went back to normal.

"I'm sorry, I can't focus, Lincoln, can you go back to your regular look?"

2 minutes later, Lincoln came back.

Lola clapped her hands for attention.

"Ok, everyone, focus! And a 1, and a 2, and a 3, and.."

The scenario came back.

"O royal scientist! Tell me what can we do?"

Lisa rested her head on her arms like Gendo Ikari from "Neon Genesis Evangellion".

"What we can do? Why, we must build something to protect us from the savage beast."

A terrible dragon stomped all over the villages, her fire breath setting ablaze all that stood before her.

No one knew what was scarier: Her unstoppable might, or the badly cropped image of Lana on her head.

Lola pointed out the window.

"Well, duh! I know that we have to build something! But what?"

Lisa paced the room.

"A mecha would be my go to plan!"

Lincoln interjected.

"But, o sagest of wise men, a mecha may be too complicated for our majesty!"

Lola glared at Lincoln.

"And not because she isn't smart enough to do that!"

Lisa reconsidered.

A mecha had to be piloted by someone who truly knew what they were doing.

They didn't have time for that!

They needed a quick but efficient fix, and fast!

She went over to Lola and calmed her down.

"My assistant may be right, a mecha might actually be too complicated. But fear not, your majesty! I shall come up with a solution!"

Lisa was starting to like this game.

She was able to be herself, yet, for some odd reason, it was fun to pretend that she had to get rid of a dragon.

Maybe she had misjudged the game.

Lisa began to draw up some plans.

"We need something more… Streamlined. Something that could be piloted by our princess that could also take on the dragon. Like a robotic version of herself…"

Lincoln suddenly came up with an idea.

"I know! We could make a metallic suit that she can fly in!"

Lisa turned to Lincoln with an intrigued face.

"Go on…"

Lola looked excited.

"Yeah, go on!"

Lana looked annoyed.

"Yeah, guys, go on! I'm want to fight Lola already! Whoops! I mean, rawr!"

Lincoln fetched out a familiar looking red and gold superhero figure.

"I saw this in a movie once! This genius guy built a suit in a cave with a box of scraps! And it worked!"

Lisa at first looked hesitant.

"I don't know… The science is clearly preposterous… We'd need a ton of resources, and a ton of advancements we don't even have now!", she said, almost disgusted at the wrong science being used.

Lincoln, Lola and Lana all looked down sadly.

Lisa felt a bit bad.

Sure, it wasn't real science, but…

She didn't want to make her siblings feel bad.

And besides, it was a game.

Maybe…

Maybe she could loosen up.

Lisa smiled, as she decided to be more…

Fun.

"But I guess we could use our imaginations to make it possible…"

Lola and Lana squeezed Lisa with a hug.

"Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!", they cheered, and Lisa smiled from the gesture, even if she normally didn't like such close contact.

"Ok!", she said, extracting herself from the hug.

"Let's build a suit!"

A montage followed, showing Lisa, Lincoln and Lola assemble a suit with nothing but a box of scraps in a cave.

"Driving With The Top Down" by Rajmin Narwahly plays as they weld the metal pieces together.

"I need a welding fire.", Lisa said.

"Here! Have this staff made from the magical oak of yingtongidleiposhire!", Lincoln offered.

Lisa shrugged.

"Primitive, but it will have to do."

They then built an arc reactor to power the suit.

"This sort of technology is very theoretical…", Lisa said.

"We'll need something to power it that's easily obtained…"

"Love?", Lincoln and Lola asked, with hearts in their eyes.

Lisa threw away her giant needle.

"I was going to say blood, but ok."

Lincoln and Lola both shook nervously from that.

They even stopped for a random dance number.

"Celebrate good times, boi!", Lisa said.

"This story better not get dated", Lola whispered to Lincoln.

As they were finishing, Lincoln asked Lisa a question.

"How did we get into a cave?"

Lisa shook her head.

"Silly assistant, don't you know that these are the caves used by the dwarves of forkingtonshire? They store their enchanted gems here so that no trolls or giants may track them."

Lincoln smiled.

"I guess I forgot."

Finally, the suit was ready.

Standing before them, with a pink coating, was a 6 year old sized humanoid metal suit, with a million weapons installed onto it.

Lola walked in, took her crown off, and got fitted into the suit.

"Are you sure this is going to work?"

Lisa smiled confidently.

"I know it will. My mind is too strong to allow this to fail. I'll just imagine you winning, and we'll be fine. Besides, this suit is perfect! You shall beat the dragon in no time." Lincoln patted Lola on the head.

"You can do it!"

He then pointed to Clyde, who had joined them just a minute ago, lumbering around in a black version of the suit.

"And besides, you'll have backup if you need help."

Suddenly, a TV broadcast reported of Lana the dragon waiting impatiently.

"Get in the gosh dang robot, Lola! I mean, rawr!"

She accidentally knocked over a teddy bear.

"Ooops."

Lola got serious.

"Ok. Let's do this."

The suit fitted itself onto her, the face mask closing last.

Inside the suit, Lola received a ton of sensory input, a number of screens showing Lana popped up, and finally, Lisa's voice could be heard inside her suit.

"Testing, testing. Lola, are you ready, your majesty?"

Lola gasped, impressed.

"How can I hear you like that?"

Lisa's voice explained.

"I installed a part of my consciousness into the suit as an A.I. You can call me L.I.S.A."

Lola looked confused.

"What does it stand for?"

Lisa grinned.

"Who cares? I just really wanted it to have my name!"

Real Lisa jumped up and down.

"Now go and kick some dragon gluteus maximus!"

Lola's suit flew out and entered the castle's drawbridge.

Clyde stepped over to Lincoln.

"When do I fly out?"

Lincoln patted his back.

"Let Lola have the first turn."

Clyde smiled weakly.

"Ok, sure, buddy."

He looked at the suit he was inside right now.

"…Next time, baby!"

As royal subjects ran around screaming, Lana the dragon continued to trash the place.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! This disgusting pink room is mine! From now on, there will only be mud and bugs! Who can possibly stop me?"

Suddenly, a loud hitting sound was heard, and the castle's drawbridge shuddered with movement.

Lana gulped.

Another loud hit could be heard as splinters of wood lew out.

Lisa rubbed her hands with glee.

"This… Is going to be so cool!"

Lana, tired of waiting, let out a breath of fire that nearly burned the drawbridge down.

Suddenly, the drawbridge was kicked open, the doors flew out to the open, and, to the tune of "Shoot To Thrill", Lola in what was clearly an Iron Man suit, stepped out.

"My turn!", she said with a malicious grin.

"…Uh oh.", Lana the Dragon said.

Lola shot out a missile, but Lana swallowed it. Lana lunged at Lola, who dodged and shot a photon blast, which narrowly missed.

Lisa, Lincoln and Clyde tried to motivate Lola.

"Use your karate chop action!"

Pressing a button on the side of the armor, Lola's metal arm made a karate motion that whacked Lana.

Lana growled, unleashed her massive talons and jumped on Lola, the two tumbling down a hill.

Lisa gasped.

"Assistant! We have to help the princess!"

Lincoln nodded.

"Right!"

The two ran out to help Lola.

The dragon hit the princess in the reactor, back handed her face and tripped her with her tail.

She pinned her to the ground and ripped off her face mask, showing an annoyed Lola.

"How ironic, princess! You tried to protect your land, but you made it even worse! We've destroyed village after village! And once I make you burnt toast, the kingdom will be mine and…"

"And then what?", Lola asked, curious.

Lana pondered.

"You know, I'm not really sure."

"You could always make a petting zoo!", Clyde, who had also left the room to spectate, suggested.

Everyone (even Lana) gave him a dirty look.

"Who's side are you on?"

Clyde panicked and tried to defend himself.

"What? I'm still on your side, your highness! It was just a suggestion!"

Lana went back to her monologue.

"It's over, princess! I have the high ground!"

Lola suddenly smirked.

"And I… Am… Princess Lola."

She shot out a unibeam that fried off the dragon's face.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Meanwhile, in the bathroom…

Soap bubbles spread themselves on her chin and she was soaked from head to toe, but Luna didn't care. She was just happy spending time with Lily.

"The incy wincy spider ran up the water spout…", she sang, letting her fingers walk on Lily's arm.

The baby couldn't help but giggle.

"Down came the rain and washed the spider out…", Luna sang, dropping her fingers with a whoosh of water that made Lily laugh again.

Luna smiled brightly and continued.

"Out came the sun and dried up all the rain…", she took brought her spider back up, as if he had woken up from the dead, prompting an "Ooh!" from Lily.

"And the Incy wincy spider climbed up the spout again!", she finished, tickling Lily, who laughed and splashed in the water.

"Wuna! Wuna!", she called.

"Yes, love?", Luna asked with her British accent.

Lily grabbed her face and pecked her on the nose.

"Wuv! Wuv you!", Lily said.

Luna's heart melted and she hugged Lily.

Rita, who was seeing the whole thing, smiled warmly at Luna.

"Am I doing ok, Mom?", Luna asked, hoping for a positive answer.

"You're doing great, honey.", Rita replied.

Luna smiled.

Back in the hallway…

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!", Lana the Dragon said, and with a thud, she died.

Lola got out of the suit, and got hugged by Lisa.

"You did it! Not only did you prove that my invention works, but you saved the kingdom!", Lisa congratulated.

Lola posed.

"Oh, it was nothing. I'm just the best."

"Modest, too.", Lincoln muttered to himself with a grin.

"Hey!", Lola called, annoyed.

Lincoln just laughed.

"We should upgrade your armor, though. Perhaps future visits to space would require some extra protection?", Lisa suggested.

"My kingdom could use some expansion…", Lola eagerly agreed.

Suddenly, Lana the Dragon got up.

"I… LIVE!", she called.

She licked her lips.

"And I'm looking for a new victim…"

Lana had made the mistake of looking at Rita, Luna and Lily, who had just left the bath, the rocker and the youngest loud covered in towels from head to toe.

"Oh, hey Mom!", Lana called, reverting back to herself.

"Hi, mommy!", Lola called as well.

"Hi, girls! What are you doing?", Rita asked.

Lisa, though, let out a screech of panic and ran to defend her mother and two sisters.

"Familial units, run away! The dragon has set her eyes on you!"

Rita, Luna and Lily exchanged confused glances.

"Wisa? Kay-kay?", Lily asked.

"Yeah, Lis, what's up?", Luna asked, not understanding what the girl was saying.

"Don't you see her?", Lisa pointed at Lana, who waved.

"Girls, why is Lisa acting weird?", Rita asked.

Lincoln stepped forwards.

"I think Lisa got a little too in tuned with her imagination."

Lisa rolled her eyes.

"Come on, Lincoln! Lana is a dragon and she's going to…"

Lisa stopped herself and her mind clicked.

"…Oh. Whoops. My bad."

Rita, Luna and Lily nodded.

"I get it now. Well, it's good to see that Lisa is playing nicely with you! Have fun!", Rita said, and she, Luna and Lily went to Lily's room to get her dressed.

Lisa stood, a surprised look on her face.

She had never mistaken anything for a dragon before!

How could she make such a stupid mistake?

Lola and Lana stepped forwards.

"Wow, Lisa, that was great!"

Lincoln nodded.

"You sure add a lot to these games!"

Clyde held up a 10 out of 10 sign.

"I was moved, I was entertained! Great work!"

Lisa was still dazed.

"Lincoln, I don't get it. How could I really think Lana was a dragon? Or that we really made a metal suit? I know it wasn't real, but it… It felt so real!", she asked, feeling suddenly very small.

Lincoln smiled warmly.

"Lisa, it's ok! Everyone gets a little carried away! What it means is that you had fun!"

Lisa considered this.

Lola and Lana, afraid that Lisa may have not had fun, now felt a tad guilty.

"Maybe we overdid it a bit.", Lana whispered to Lola.

"I think you're right.", Lola replied, worried for her sister.

Lola and Lana stepped towards Lisa.

"Sorry, Lisa. We shouldn't have badgered you to play with us. You probably prefer to be in the lab.", they said, a little upset, since they really did like playing with her.

Lisa wasn't sure what to say, but suddenly, her mind clocked again and she realized:

Yes, she hadn't made any real progress.

And yes, she had behaved uncharacteristically.

But you know what?

It WAS fun.

Lisa smiled.

It was FUN!

It really was!

"Are you kidding? That was the most fun I'd had in ages!", Lisa cheered.

Lola and Lana got surprised grins plastered on their faces.

"Really?!", they asked.

Lisa nodded.

"Really."

She then felt a little guilty.

"And I guess… I should apologize too. I was way too coarse with you, and way too quick to judge."

She shuffled her feet.

"I thought this was dumb, but… I really like this imagination thing. And I'd love to do it again!"

Everyone got into a group hug.

Suddenly, Lisa separated from it.

"But I think we should come up with another idea. This could get stale."

Everyone scratched their heads.

"Maybe another new character? It worked last time.", Lincoln suggested.

"I don't know… Who can we add?", Lola asked.

Lisa tried to think of someone, but her eye suddenly caught Lynn punching a boxing bag.

"STUPID! COACH! THINKING! I'M! NOT! WORKING! HARD! ENOUGH!", Lynn screamed as she punched her boxing bag harder and harder.

She ripped her sleeves off.

"I'M SO ANGRY!", she screamed, and she lifted Lucy.

"Please. Put me down.", Lucy asked.

Lisa grinned and nodded.

"H'mm…"

A few months later…

Standing in an airport in Berlin, The Night Club (Luna Loud) stepped out, ready for the upcoming confrontation.

She had to get Bucky (Lincoln) out.

She had to find the Dragon (Lana).

She had to do what was right.

She began to run, but unfortunately, she was in for a royal pain…

FWOOSH!

Two figures in metal suits flew down to meet her.

The pink metal suit shoot a gadget that shut down the helicopter Night Club was running too, and she stared at her former ally with much frustration.

The figures landed on the ground.

Their masks rose up, revealing Princess Lola (Lola, duh) and The Loyal Night (Clyde).

"Wow, it's so weird how you run into people in the airport, don't you think that's weird?"

The Loyal Night nodded gravely.

"Definitely weird."

Night Club tried to explain.

"Hear me out, Lola. That dragon, that Lana… She's behind all of this."

Suddenly, a figure leaped into the air and landed perfectly next to The Loyal Night.

Retracting her claws, Black Pun-Ther (Luan) glared at Night Club.

"Night Club… Not the purr-fect first meeting I hoped for! Ha! Ha! Ha! Get it?", she joked.

"Yo.", Night Club greeted.

"Anyway… Huggins gave me 36 hours to bring you in. That was 24 hours ago. I think, I'm not that good at math. Was it?", Princess Lola asked The Vision (Lisa).

Vision nodded.

"Great! Thanks! Anyway, that was 24 hours ago. Can you help a sister out?"

"You're after the wrong little bro.", Night Club answered.

"Your judgment is askew."

"Nice word, Loles!", Luna complimented.

"Thanks!", Lola smiled, and reverted to character.

"Your old jamming buddy killed innocent people yesterday…"

Night Club retorted, keeping her stand.

"And there are 5 more super soldiers just like him. I can't let the Dragon find them first, Lola, I can't."

"Luna… I mean, Night Club! No, wait, Luna! No, Night Club! Dang it! Which name is it now?"

"Night Club!", everyone answered.

Leni apologized sheepishly.

"Sorry, my bad! Ahem. Night Club…"

The Eleven of Hearts (Leni) stepped up, wanting her friends to just get along.

"You know what's about to happen… Do you really want to rock your way out of this one?"

Leni then looked at Lisa.

"Did I do it right?"

Lisa gave her a thumbs up.

"Yes!", Leni squeeled and pumped her fist.

Night Club took this in.

Princess Lola rolled her eyes.

"All right, I've run out of patience!"

She shouted loudly.

"UNDEROOS!"

A web thwip took Night Club's guitar, and a new figure flipped onto a truck.

It was The Literally Amazing Spider-Woman (Lori)!

"Guys, literally, why am I the rookie? I'm the eldest!", she asked.

"It's ironic humor.", Luan said. "No one would cast you as a rookie!"

Lori rolled her eyes. "I still think this doesn't make sense. Also, Leni, don't you find me scary?"

"Why? You're Lori!", Leni said with a smile.

Lori couldn't help but chuckle.

"All right, whatever."

She went back into character.

"Now, give yourself up, and we can stay a family, Night Club!", Princess Lola begged.

Night Club shook her head.

"This family stopped existing the moment you signed those accords."

Lola growled.

"Fine!"

Suddenly, Vision (Lisa) and Dr. Spooky (Lucy) joined Princess Lola, Spider-Woman, Black Pun-Ther, The Loyal Knight and The Eleven of Hearts.

Night Club whistled, and Bucky (Lincoln), Sunshine (Sam), Techno Girl (Stella), The Incredible Lynnsanity (Lynn) and Bopping Baby (Lily) joined her.

"Thanks for coming, Stella.", Lincoln whispered.

"My pleasure.", Stella whispered back.

"How's my hero doing?", Sam asked, and her hand brushed with Luna's hand, causing them to blush.

"What do we do?", Bucky asked.

Night Club narrowed her eyes.

"We fight."

And the greatest battle ever began!

As this happened, siblings and friends laughing and playing, Lisa smiled to herself.

Sometimes, it was good to try something new and let loose.

Post Credit Scene:

A figure zoomed down the street.

"Don't work hard enough!"

She zoomed down again, nearly dropping Scoots.

"Slow down, punk!", she shouted ironically.

"Don't work hard enough!"

She zoomed down a third time, setting a bush on fire.

"I better call Dr. Lopez.", The bush sighed and got out it's phone.

"DON'T WORK HARD ENOUGH!"

She ground to a halt, and looked up with a look full of rage.

"I'LL SHOW HIM LYNN LOUD JR. IS THE HARDEST WORKER THERE IS!", Lynn screamed.

She geared up to run…

And pulled a muscle.

Next time: "Help Is For Weenies!"

Requested by tigerdomteur!