The camera turned on and revealed a pair of reporters, one being Carol Pingrey, and the other being the same reporter from Lincoln's "butterfly effect" dream, standing outside what looked like a stadium.

"Goodnight, citizens of Royal Woods!" Carol chirped.

"N-No, Carol, you're supposed to say good day," the reporter lady explained. "It's morning time, after all."

"Oh, okay! I got it!" Carol took a deep breath and tried again. "Goodgay, citizens of Royal Woods-!"

"Goodday! Day! You know what? I'll do it myself," the reporter lady did the same and spoke, "Good day, citizens Royal Woods! I'm Catherine Butterfly."

"And I'm Lori Loud!" Carol added with a cheerful tone.

"No you're not!" Catherine growled before turning back to the camera, "It's us, Catherine Butterfly, and Carol Pingrey."

"And welcome to..."

The camera cuts to the center of a stage, with a large board high in the ceiling sporting the name of the event, which both reports exclaimed with excitement: "The Royal Woods Comedy Grand Prix!"

"The first comedy-centered grand prix of Royal Woods-" Catherine started.

"And possibly the only one ever!" Carol interrupted.

"Dealing with about six groups of two people who compete in order to figure out who's the best comedian in all of Royal Woods!" the camera then cut to the judges, who were basically Polly Pain, Haiku, Tabby, Giggles, and... Maggie, in that order. "They'll have a maximum of ten minutes to show their acts, and after each of their routines are done, both members will be judged by the judges you see here. The member with the most votes will move on to the next round, while the other one will be taken to the losers' corner."

"However, if there were to be a tie, both members will move to the next round!" Carol eagerly added. "And don't worry, after the round is over, one of the members who was taken will be selected to take a potential revival act with one of the judges. If they fail that, though, they're out for good."

"Now, before we present the groups who'll be competing, let's go see what our judges are thinking!" the reporters leaned their microphones closer to the judges. "How does it feel to be on the judging seat for the first time?"

"I gotta say, I never thought I'd find myself judging something like this, but when Lincoln told me it would be comedic, I just couldn't resist!" Polly explained, raising her fists in excitement. "Besides, it's always nice to see how funny people act, and then telling them how funny they really are! That's kind of just how I roll."

"When Lucy told me she wanted me to judge this comedy thing, I was a bit nervous about it, specially since I'm more used to more dramatic, and pardon the bluntness, poetic works," Haiku remarked, gaining a smile as she added, "But then she showed me a video about this "manzai" or stand-up comedy thing she was talking about, and I thought that did look like something I could judge. And here I am now."

"I'm a clown in-training, with a particularly low set of standards when it comes to humor, though I definitely have a better sense of humor than my friend, Luan." Giggles... giggled. "I'm pretty sure it would've been weirder if I hadn't accepted right away!"

"I, personally, thought it would be an interesting change of pace from all the rocking and rolling I'm more accustomed too, though the duo part doesn't change at all," Tabby explained with a shrug. "After all, these type of comedies are based around pairings right? And you know what they say, opposites attract! So let's hope these pairs are opposite enough to attract my laughter!"

"In my opinion, isn't comedy just tragedy hidden by laughter?" Maggie asked, no doubt surprising the reporters. "In the end, tragedy will be involved to some extent, so nevertheless, why not try to hide our obvious discomfort with some cheerful chuckles and so on?"

Then the reporters walked to a counter that would show the teams. "And now, let's see what teams we got participating on the first round!" Catherine remarked, clearly still troubled from what Maggie said.

The images flashed as fast as possible before landing on the tag teams: first the twins, then Ronnie and Lincoln, Luna and Luan, Lynn and Lucy, Clyde and Lisa, and Leni and Lori. Soon after that, the reporters recapped the teams; first Catherine, then Carol, and so on and so forth.

"First is Twinstinct, formed by the twins Lola and Lana Loud!"

"Next after them is Tough Love, formed by Ronnie Anne Santiago and Lincoln Loud!"

"After them comes Rock n' ROFL, formed by Luna and Luan Loud!"

"Right afterwards is Olympic Requiem, formed by Lynn and Lucy Loud!"

"Soon after that comes Brainiacs, formed by Clyde McBride and Lisa Loud!"

"And finally, we have, formed by Leni Loud and Carol Pingrey!"

"Lori Loud!" Catherine snapped at her partner. "I already told you that you're not Lori!"

"Of course I am!" Carol growled in return. "I'm not very smart, I love fashion, and I have a bad habit of walking like a dinosaur-"

Catherine narrowed her eyes. "That's Leni! You're totally talking about Leni!"

Carol folded her arms. "That's, like, not true at all!"

"And now you're even TALKING like her!" Finally, Catherine gave up. "You know what? Let's move on to the first act so my IQ doesn't deflate into nothingness."

"Fair enough! Begin the presentation!"

Everything went dark, and after a second or so, a screen lit up and showed the twins looking confident as a narrator spoke:

"Born at the same time, but being so different to each other, the Loud twins have decided to work together to create an uprising of laughter! Will they be able to overcome their differences to actually be funny for once?! Give a round of applause to Team 1: Twinstinct!"

Then it cut to the shadowed stage, with both twins clearly in there, shrouded in shadows. After the trumpets blared, the lights turned on and it revealed that Lola was greeting in the same manner as the queen of England, while Lana looked at her with a confused look.

"Hello and good day to you all, lovely people!" Lola greeted. "I'm Lola!"

"And I'm Lana!" the plumber tomboy exclaimed, turning to the audience.

Then the twins said in unison: "And we're twinstinct! Pleased to have you here today!"

"Yep, really pleased!" Lana added. "And we deeply apologize to all those who were forced to come here!"

"Wait, what?!" Lola flinched as the audience chuckled. "What are you talking about? Why would anybody be forced to come here?!"

"Well, you don't have the best reputation around Royal Woods, sis," Lana argued, narrowing her eyes as she continued, "And seeing how aggressive you are when it comes to beauty pageants..."

Suddenly, Lana-looking like a sly briber-shot a glare at her sister as she asked, "Did you bribe some people into coming here?"

"I didn't do that!"

And then, now looking like a delinquent, the plumber pounded her fists as she added, "And threatened them when they declined?!"

"I didn't do that either!" everything turned to normal as Lana and the audience laughed. "Every single member of the audience came here by their own free will!"

The prima donna turned to the audience. "Right everyone?!"

The people just laughed as Lana waved her hand in a dismissive manner and said, "Relax, sis, I was just joking! Let's focus on the skit, do you have anything in mind?"

"Actually, I do have an idea for a skit," Lola turned back to her twin sister, sporting a hopeful smile. "Remember those roleplays where people took on specific roles? Like a princess, dragon, and so on?"

"Aw, yeah, those were the best!" Lana exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'd love to do one for our skit."

"I don't see anything wrong with that! Though I have to question what monster will you be-"

"I won't play as a monster!" Lola growled while Lana and the audience giggled in unison. "Look, I'll be a princess, you'll be my knight, I'll be kidnapped by a dragon, and you'll come save me, got it?"

"Ah, princess, the most useless of all royal titles, no wonder you want to roleplay as one of those!"

"Just start the skit already!"

"Alright, fine, geez."

Lana's skit, Take 1

In the middle of a large room, Lola danced with a random noble while Lana, roleplaying as a knight, stood by nearby. Suddenly, a giant dragon burst through the ceiling and kidnapped Lola!

"Help me!" the princess yelped.

"Don't worry, your highness!" Lana raised her sword. "I know what to do!"

A couple seconds later, it cut to a funeral where everybody-dressed in black clothing-heard as the pope finished his sermon. "And so, we wish she may have peace, wherever she is now-"

"Wait a minute!" Lola shouted.

Everybody returned to the stage, with Lana chuckling alongside the audience as Lola promptly scolded her, "What's with the funeral?! Who died?!"

"I'm pretty sure you did," Lana answered.

"Me?! How did I die?! I thought you went to save me!"

"Why would I? It's not like anything of value was lost."

And as the audience laughed some more, Lola gasped and took a step back. "The princess was kidnapped, and you think nothing of value was lost?!"

"I'm pretty sure the monarchs of an entire kingdom would have more than one heir to the throne, or at least try to have more than one," Lana argued, folding her arms.

"Well, you bring up a good point, but you were still supposed to save me!" Lola whined. "Look, let's just do this again, and do it properly this time, okay?"

"Okay, let's try this again."

Take 2

Same thing happened, up and including the dragon kidnapping Lola. "Help me!" Lola called, shedding tears of terror.

"Don't worry, your highness!" Lana raised her sword and chased after the dragon. "I'll save you!"

A couple moments later, it cut to a funeral where everybody-dressed in black clothing-heard as the pope finished his sermon. "And so, we wish she may have peace, wherever she is now-"

"Hold on!" Lola shouted, with the audience's laughter booming in the background. "That is almost exactly what happened last time!"

"No it isn't," Lana vehemently explained.

"Oh yeah?! What's different?!"

"I died this time."

"Wait, what?! D-Did you die facing off against the dragon or something?"

"Yeah, she ate me and you nearly effortlessly-"

"I still wind up dying too?!"

By the time the twins decided to pause, the audience applauded and laughed out loud. Either they were an easy crowd, or the skit was that good. Probably the first option.

"Okay, you know what? How about you negotiate something with the dragon?" Lola suggested, forcing a nervous smile. "After all, if the dragon is smart enough to kidnap me but not do anything else, then maybe he'll be smart enough to negotiate, right?"

"Nope, it's totally hopeless," Lana retorted. "The dragon ate both me and you alive."

"And probably got indigestion soon afterwards," Lola pondered with a shrug.

Then, with a smile, Lana added, "And nothing of value was lost."

This earned her a hit in the head from Lola, "Stop saying that!"

Lana and the audience laughed, though Lana finished quickly so she could bring something up, "Hey, since we did what you wanted to do, can we do something I'd like to do?"

Lola crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "I guess that's just how it goes, right? And we do still have some time to do this..." Lola put on a pouty face. "Alright then, what did you have in mind?"

"Well, remember those people who have tried to dig a hole to China?" Lana asked, and as Lola nodded, it was rather clear from her holding back her laughter that she wasn't taking the plumber girl at all. "I always wanted to try digging one of those."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I even tried to dig such a hole in our backyard yesterday!"

Some giggles escaped Lola's mouth. "A-And why did you even dig it?"

"I thought it'd be a good, fast and efficient way to buy Chinese food," Lana answered rather casually. "I couldn't get really far, though-"

Suddenly, Lola burst laughing, and Lana was taken aback by this. And surprised too.

"What's so funny?"

"Of course you wouldn't be able to dig a hole to china, Lana, that's just impossible!"

Lana put on a cat-like smile. "...Are you implying you would be able to dig it?"

Lola's laughter instantly stopped. "What are you talking about?"

"The way you said that last line implies that I can't do it, but you can!" Lana took out a shovel and handed it to Lola. "So show me! Dig a hole to a china!"

"Where did you even get the shovel?!" Lola complained as she put the thing on the ground. "And what makes you think I'll just do it like that?! I hate getting dirty!"

Lana narrowed her eyes. "Chicken."

"What?" Lola bluntly asked.

"You heard me, Chicken."

"...Do I look Lynn to you? Do you really think that-"

Lana started to move around like a chicken, then did the call of a rooster, which Lola immediately caught on. "That's a rooster! That's definitely a rooster!" the diva complained as Lana turned back to normal, and once again laughed in unison with the audience. "Look, if you're going to mock me just to get me to do what you want me to do, then you need to do it right!"

Lana looked genuinely confused. "How do I do that?"

Lola took a deep breath and immediately formed the "wing" motion with her arms. "First you put your arms like this."

"Uh huh?"

Lola promptly flapped them up and down. "Then you flap them like this, see? Up and down."

Lana held back her laughter. "Yep, what's next?"

"Okay, this part is important: You say "buck buck!" and then call the person you're insulting a chicken, got it?" Lola instructed, with her twin only nodding in agreement, since speaking would cause her to laugh. "Okay, let's recap: Put your arms like wings, flap them up and down, go "buck buck!" and-"

Then she realized something:

"Why am I teaching this to you!?"

Lana and the audience burst up laughing as Lola returned to normal, blushing as red as a tomato.

"Why would I teach you how to mock me?!" Lola grabbed the shovel as she said, "You know what, let's make a deal; If I do manage to dig the hole to China, you'll stop mocking me, got it!?"

Lana stopped laughing and wiped off her tears. "The only one mocking you was yourself, sis-"

"I don't care! Just promise me to stop mocking me if I dig the hole!"

"Alright, if you dig the hole, and if it reaches China, I'll stop mocking you."

"The deal is sealed, then!" Lola raised her shovel victoriously. "Let's get on with it!"

Lola's skit, take 1

Lola, holding the shovel, walked to the backyard and dug a hole as she shouted:

"Bye, family! I'm off to buy Chinese food!"

She continued to dig the hole up until she went straight into it, and then continued to dig, hoping she would eventually reach her destination. It was China, if you're curious. She dug for a while, but eventually, she managed to dig a hole all the way to... What looked like a city filled with Hispanic people.

"Wait, where am I?" Lola asked as she took a look around.

She eventually reached a sign saying "Welcome to Albuquerque!" in bold letters.

"Albuquerque?!" Lola exclaimed as the audience laughed like crazy. "Seriously-I wound up at Albuquerque?!"

"I guess you did a wrong turn underground?" Lana chuckled. "But still, ya didn't reach China, so the mocking continues."

"W-Wait!" Lola got on her knees and clasped her hands. "Let me try again, please!"

Lana took a deep breath. "Alright then, but since we're pressed for time, this is your last chance, got it?"

"G-Got it!"

Take 2

Everything went as it did before, with Lola digging a hole and this time, she made sure not to take a wrong turn straight at albuquerque. However, when she came out the other end, she saw she once again wasn't in China; Rather, she was in somewhere that had a white-ish ground... And a couple holes... And it was apparently nighttime...

She could also see the Earth in the horizon, and from this, she immediately realized where she was.

"I'm on the moon?!" Lola exclaimed as it cut to a shot of the moon, with a red arrow pointing at the exact spot Lola was, all while the audience rioted in laughter. "How did I even get here?!"

Everything turned back to normal as Lola, still utterly baffled, folded her arms and asked, "How did I reach the freaking moon?!"

"Well, you've always been something of a lunatic, sis," Lana guessed, trying to hold back her giggling. "Maybe you were feeling homesick and dug to the moon by accident?"

"That makes no sense!" the prima donna shouted.

"Which by lunatic standards, means it does make sense!" Lana argued with a "know-it-all" tone.

"I'm not a lunatic!" Lola hissed, causing the audience to laugh some more. "Stop mocking me!"

"Uh-uh-uh, remember the deal, sis: If you dig a hole to China, I'll stop mocking you," Lana pointed out, causing her sister to get teary-eyed. "You didn't come anywhere near close to China, so the mocking won't stop."

So Lola whined, "So not only did I dig all the way to albuquerque and, somehow, the moon, for nothing, but I also got dirty for my troubles!?"

Lana shrugged and chirped, "And nothing of value was lost!"

Followed by Lola snapping, "Stop saying that!"

Then both twins, in a cheerful tone, finished with:

"Thanks for watching, everybody!"

The screen went black in the form of someone literally digging it away as the audience cheered and applauded the duo, up until there was nothing but silence.

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The screen turned back on with the audience cheering and applauding, as it was revealed the twins were now alongside the reporters. "Well, that was certainly a great way to begin the grand prix," Catherine remarked before turning to Carol. "Don't you think so, Carol?"

But the blonde reporter didn't answer, and just continued to stare at the camera with a smile. "Carol?"

Same response. "Lori?"

"Well, you sure bet it was, Catherine!" Carol spoke, then turned to Lola as Catherine muttered "of course" in exasperation. "By the way, did you bring anything back from albuquereque?"

"No, the souvenirs over there were way too expensive," Lola rolled her eyes. "And they also only accepted payment in "euros", whatever those are."

"How about the moon?" Carol frowned. "Did you bring anything back from the moon?"

"Most of the stuff over there was some sort of weird-looking thing with an equally weird-sounding name," the diva folded her arms. "And even if I could buy any of those, they only accepted payment in "sanity", and I neither brought any with me or even know what kind of currency that is."

"Really? Aw geez," Carol turned back to the camera, suddenly happier than before. "Anyway, let's see what the judges think!"

Suddenly, a deep voice shouted:

"JUDGING!"

It cut to the five judges smiling-or in Maggie's case, frowning-as dramatic music played up until it dropped a beat and turned into silence. After a couple seconds, the scores were revealed:

Polly: Lola

Haiku: Lana

Tabby: Lana

Giggles: Lana

Maggie: Dragon

"Three points for Lana, one point for Lola, and one point for... The dragon?" Catherine recapped, clearly baffled by the results. "W-Well, let's ask the judges what's this about! Maggie, why are you voting for the dragon?"

"It's a vote for poetic pity," the emo teen answered.

"Poetic... Pity?"

"Yes, I could feel the dragon's pain as he kidnapped not once, but twice, one of the most incompetent princesses I've ever seen, and then I felt sorry for him when he got indigestion from eating those girls. But most of all, this is a vote for spite against the princess."

"Oh, so you're voting for Lana?"

"I'm voting for anybody but the princess."

"That works, I guess," Catherine turned to Polly Pain. "Polly, you were the only one who voted for Lola, why?"

"Well, I'm a big fan of chickens, both as animals, and as food," the roller skater answered, with the audience-and even Catherine-laughing in response. "And her impression of a chicken was really good, it certainly entertained me! So, I gave her my vote just for that."

"I dug all the way to the moon, and my chicken impression is why you gave me your vote?!"

To add insult to the injury, Polly's answer was just a confused "You did other things?"

Lola's silence was self-explanatory.

"Well, with that out of the way, everybody knows how this works!" Catherine said as Cristina popped up, holding a "loser" brand magnet. "Lana will move on to the next round, while Lola will be taken to the loser's corner."

Suddenly, Lola felt herself being pulled by her pearl necklace. "Hey! If you're gonna drag me there at least do it by grabbing my ears!" Cristina promptly turned off the magnet, aimed it at Lola's earring, then turned it back on and pulled Lola by her pearl earring. "Ouch! I take it back! This is much worse!"

Lana went to help her twin sister as Catherine promptly spoke, "Next group is Tough Love, but they'll be given a couple minutes to prepare their acts. Until then, stay tuned for, "The Royal Woods Comedy Grand Prix!"

"See ya!" Carol chirped, waved her arm up and down wildly.