At the second floor of the Loud house, Lisa was speaking to the rest of her siblings, who seemed to be baffled by what she was saying as usual.

"And so, that's the basic reasoning behind my decision to focus more on my brand new less intellectual friend over helping you with all these things that you need help with, which by normal definition you should be able to do on your own already," the prodigy finished with a stern tone.

The rest of the prodigy's siblings stood in utter confusion.

"I'm going to focus more on Darcy and less on tutoring you."

The Louds went "oh" as they realized what it meant... then their jaws dropped when they realized what it also meant.

"Lisa, what made you decide to do something so... outrageous?!" Lynn snapped, before raising an eyebrow. "Is that the right word? Am I using the right word?"

"Seeing how you're making the situation seem worse than it actually is, then yes, the word "outrageous" would be the appropriate word to use," Lisa adjusted her glasses. "And as for why I decided to do this... well, that's something none of you would understand. If you can't even understand half of the "big words" that I use often, why should I think you would be able to understand my reasoning behind my decision?"

"You should at least try to explain yourself!" Lola whined.

"Just like how I've tried to explain each of the things you need help with every single time, only for you to learn nothing?" the prodigy pointed out, raising an angry eyebrow. "I'm wasting my time talking with you, I have to get ready to go to Darcy's house."

Lisa went to her and Lily's bedroom, and once she was out of sight, the sisters immediately begun getting worried, or crying, in the case of some of the younger ones. Lincoln? He stood nearby, surprised at how badly the girls were taking it.

"Gosh dang it, Lisa!" Lynn growled, punching the wall next to her.

"How could she do this to me?!" Lola cried, flailing her arms up and down dramatically.

"Don't you mean us?" Lana corrected, getting the diva to stop crying for a moment. "You're not the only one who won't get Lisa to tutor her as often as she used to, you know?"

Lola sniffed. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Come on, girls, be a bit more positive about this, okay?" Lincoln said, catching his sisters' attention. "Yeah, I'm also upset at the fact that Lisa won't be tutoring us as often as she used to, but do I look like I'm utterly devastated about it?"

"Of course not, dude, but that's because you're fairly smart already," Luna replied with a downbeat tone. "But Lisa... well, she's brainy and hip, and she goes to those shows, and she puts people down, and we wanna know, what made her so smart?"

"Translation: You're smart, so you're good, but Lisa's smarter than all of us together," Lori explained. "If she literally doesn't help us as often as she does anymore, who knows what could happen!"

"Well, just try to learn how to live with it?" Lincoln suggested. "After all, I learned how to live with ten sisters!"

"That took years for you to learn, Lincoln, and yet you, like, still encounter problems every once in a while," Leni pointed out with worry. "Do you know how hard it's going to be to adjust to a life where Lisa doesn't tutor us or anything? It's going to be a nightmare!"

The white-haired guy rolled his eyes. "Fine, how about I go talk to her?"

The girls chirped up and nodded, prompting Lincoln to sigh and eventually walk into Lily and Lisa's bedroom, where Lisa was putting some thing on a backpack, presumably what she would bring to her visit to her friend's house.

"Hi Lisa," the boy quietly greeted, trying to neither startle Lisa or wake up Lily. "Packing up for your visit?"

"Yes, and before you ask, I'm making sure not to bring any dangerous chemicals or my chemistry set into this backpack," Lisa bitterly pointed out, focusing solely on her backpack. "You and the rest of our siblings may think that I'm just a stereotypical genius prodigy, and that I'm happy with that perception, but I know how dangerous it would be if I brought such things to Darcy's house."

"Huh, good to know," Lincoln walked closer to Lisa. "So-"

"I know why you're here," the prodigy sternly interrupted, making Lincoln's heart skip a beat. "We just came out of me telling you and my sisters about my plan to tutor you a little bit less often, and now you come to my room? Whatever reason you may have to go here, it has to do with that incident, doesn't it?"

Seeing he was basically caught, Lincoln took a deep breath and explained:

"Listen, Lisa, I understand why you would want to be our tutor a bit less often. Heck, I was even willing to guess that it was... inevitable. But, just telling us you're not going to tutor us anymore, say it has something to do with Darcy, and leaving it at that does nothing but make our sisters wonder why? And so, I wanted to see if you would be willing to tell me your reason for what you're doing? So I have some idea of what you were trying to say? I wouldn't tell anybody, I promise!"

Lisa finished packing up, and sighed, seemingly realizing something.

"Well, when you put it like that, I probably should've given more thought to my words before I said anything," Lisa put on the backpack and let out a chuckle. "How ironic, I can get my point across when I'm doing college talks, and yet I can't do the same to explain a very simple point to my family. Kinda sad, too. Anyway, as for your proposal..."

The scientist looked at her brother's wide smile and reassuring look, a look that made him look like the most trustworthy person around. And knowing how her other sisters could be, and how Lily wasn't available right now, he really was just that. However, her answer was blunt:

"I'm sorry, Lincoln, but I'm afraid I can't do that. Knowing our sisters, they most likely brought you here under the false belief that I would blindly tell you my reason for not tutoring them anymore, all because they couldn't be bothered to ask themselves, or 'cause they already knew it would end in failure. And even if you do agree to keep it a secret, they would just guilt trip you into telling them anyway, so no, I'm not telling you anything about my reasoning for my decision."

Suddenly, the duo heard a car honk.

"Now if you excuse me, it seems that mom and dad are ready to drive me to Darcy's house. Farewell, brother, see you in a couple hours."

And as the young scientist walked out of the room with a backpack in hand, or back in this case, Lincoln couldn't help but ponder one worrying question:

What are his sisters going to do about this?