[The story starts off with Lincoln waking up with his stuffed rabbit, Bun-Bun.]
Lincoln: [holding Bun-Bun] Morning, buddy. I bet you're hungry. Let's go get some breakfast.
[Lincoln heads to the kitchen. Cut to Lincoln and Bun-Bun at the kiddie table, each with a bowl of Zombie Bran.]
Lincoln: Are you enjoying your Zombie Bran, Bun-Bun?
[Lincoln is answered with silence from Bun-Bun.]
Lincoln: I'll take that as a yes.
[Lori, Lynn, Lola, and Lisa are watching the two from the doorway.]
Lori: I can't believe he thinks that rabbit doll is a real person.
Lynn: I know. How pathetic.
Lola: He's 11 years old. He's too old to still have that thing and be so attached to it
Lisa: He really needs to mature and move on from the plush manifestation of a Oryctolagus cuniculus.
[The others look at her in confusion.]
Lisa: The stuffed rabbit our brother has.
Lori, Lynn, and Lola: Ohhh.
[Cut to later when Lynn is outside eating a banana before practicing for the baseball tryouts. She ends up leaving the banana peel on the back doorstep. Cut to Lincoln heading to the backyard from upstairs, with Bun-Bun in his hand.]
Lincoln: You know, Bun? You have been with me ever since I was little, and you have kept me safe throughout tthe years. You're the greatest friend a guy can have.
[Dramatic music plays. In slow motion, Lincoln ends up slipping on Lynn's banana peel, making Bun-Bun go airborrne.]
Lincoln: [while Bun-Bun is airborne; in slow motion] NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
[The dramatic music stops and when Bun-Bun lands safely on the grass, much to Lincoln's relief.]
Lincoln: Whew.
[In slow motion, Lola unwittingly drives over Bun-Bun with her princess car, ripping the doll in half.]
Lincoln: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Bun-Bun! Bun-Bun! Oh my gosh! [runs over to the ripped rabbit doll]
[The sisters hear the commotion from the kitchen window.]
Luna: What happened?
Lori: [scoffs] Pretty sure this involves Lincoln's doll. [heading outside; to Lincoln] Lincoln, just calm down. It's just a- [slips on Lynn's banana peel] Jeez! Who left that banana peel there?!
[They all head over to a lamenting Lincoln.]
Lincoln: Oh, my gosh! Bun-Bun, you broke in half! Bun-Bun, Speak to me! Speak to me! I need to do CPR! [does CPR on Bun-Bun] 1, 2, [blows]! 1, 2, [blows]! 1, 2, [blows]! Can you hear me, buddy?!
Lori: Come on, Lincoln! It's just a doll!
Lincoln: [panting heavily] Is there a doctor in the house?! Somebody call 911!
Lynn: Ugh! Just put him back together with tape! Or staplers! Or even glue!
Lisa: [sighs] I'll take a look at him. [takes the split bunny up to her lab]
Lincoln: Bless you, Lisa.
Leni: She didn't sneeze.
[Everyone sans Lincoln, facepalms.]
[Cut to Lisa in her room with a surgeon mask on.]
Lisa: OK. The subject has been split completely in half. No one has survived being cut in half. Well, except for that one woman in India. But despite that, let's get started.
[Cut to montage of Lisa using various scientific tools to try and fix Bun-Bun, but to no avail.]
Lisa: Well, nothing's working here.
[Cut to the living room, where the rest of the siblings are on the couch.]
Lincoln: Guys! What am I gonna do without him?! [sobbing]
Lola: Just get over it! He's a doll!
Lincoln: [angrily] Easy for you to say, since YOU were the one who splitted him in half!
[Lisa comes down the stairs.]
Lincoln: Well, is Bun-Bun okay?
Lisa: I'm afraid we lost him.
[Lincoln gasps for air, then he faints on the floor.]
[When Lincoln comes to, he sees his sisters.]
Lucy: I just wanna say I'm sorry for your loss, Lincoln...and that I'd be honored to serve as funeral director. [holds out a brochure for a business she owns called "Lucy's Lament"] I keep an assortment of caskets on hand. Were you thinking shoebox, or for a little more money, mahogany?
[Lincoln goes for the mahogany, and everyone is there, in funeral attire, to attend Bun-Bun's funeral. Lincoln cries at a tombstone with the words, 'RIP Bun-Bun'. He then hugs it.]
Lucy: We are all gathered here today to say farewell to a long-time friend of our brother.
Lori, Lynn, and Lola: This is getting more and more ridiculous by the second! It's a freaking doll, Lincoln! Just get over it already!
[Lincoln quickly rises from his position to glare angrily at them.]
Lincoln: I know for a fact that you did NOT just badmouth my best friend at his OWN funeral! I remember how you've [points at Lori] been with your phone for so long, you actually took the one to make an entire bed for it in wood shop.
Lori: Uh... That was different, OK?!
Lincoln: [to Lynn] And you've been with your football for so long, you've never let it leave your hands, because you glued them together!
Lynn: That's just not true! [unwittingly raises her hands to show them stuck to a football and quickly hides them behind her back]
Lincoln: [starts at Lola] And you... Actually, never mind. It's normal for your age. But nevertheless, for those of you who aren't going to take this seriously, you can just leave!
Lynn: Alright, then.
[Lori, Lynn, and Lola leave the funeral, while the rest of the sisters stay.]
Lincoln: [sniffles] Some sisters THEY are. They're not even going to take the time to attend their brother's friend's funeral.
Leni: It's okay.
[The remaining sisters hug a crying Lincoln.]
Luna: Let it all out.
Lincoln: [lamenting] This is too much for me! [runs into the living room]
[The others follow him.]
Lincoln: Guys, i don't know what I'm gonna do without him! I don't think I could ever move on.
Luan: Let's just see what's on Tv to get your mind off of it, Linc. [turns the TV on]
Announcer: You're watching "Cutting Stuff...In Half." In today's episode, we're gonna cut stuff...in half.
Lincoln: (complains) Why would there even be a show like that?!
Lisa: Well, Linc, they cut stuff in half.
'Lincoln: 'IIIIINNNNN HHHHHHAAAALLLLLFFFFFF! (cries again)
Lisa: Are you seriously crying jus because I said "In Half?"
LincolnYes.
Luna: Come on, Dude.
Lisa: [to the other sisters] Just don't mention anything in half around him.
[Cut to later at the dinner table where the rest of the sisters are just sitting there not doing anything while Lincoln continues to weep.]
Lynn: [while she has something in her mouth] Lincoln, stop crying, look here, have some Butterfinger.
Lincoln: Okay.
[They accidentally break the Butterfinger in half]
Lynn: Wha?
Lincoln: IIIIIINNNNNNNN HHHHHAAAAAAALLLLLLFFFFFFFF! [cries again]
Lynn: Oh, come on!
[Cut to Lincoln in the garage, still sobbing. Lana is just outside working on something.]
Lana: Alright, just a few holes there, and now to cut the wood to the right length. [cuts the plank of wood in half in front of Lincoln] There we go.
Lincoln: IIIIIINNNNNNNN HHHHHAAAAAAALLLLLLFFFFFFFF! [cries again]
Lana: Oops. Ddin't see you there, bro.
[Cut to later when Lynn is practicing swordfighting with Lola's giant teddy bear. Lincoln passes by her door.]
Lynn: Come on! Bring it! [slashes the bear a few times, resulting in a few rips on its torso] Can't you put up a fight?! [slashes the bear in half in front of Lincoln]
Lincoln: IIIIIINNNNNNNN HHHHHAAAAAAALLLLLLFFFFFFFF! [cries again]
Lynn: [groans]
Lola: [comes in and sees her damaged teddy bear] WHY YOU- [tackles Lynn, resulting in a dust cloud]
[Cut to Lori and Leni's room where the sisters are having a meeting.]
Lori: We all know why we're here, correct?
Lola: Because Lynn slashed open Mr. Honeyfuzz? [angrily glares at a bruised Lynn, who couldn't care any less]
Lori: No.
Lisa: Because our brother is still distraught by the passing of his rabbit doll?
Lori: Yes. I can't stand seeing him like this.
Luan: Ditto.
Lisa: I've got a plan. [whispers it into each of the sisters' ears]
Lori: Hmm... It may be crazy enough that it just might work.
[Cut to Lincoln on the couch, still weeping over Bun-Bun. The sisters come back from the store with some bags in their hands.]
Leni: OK, Lincy. Cheer up. We got some Bun-Buns for you.
[The sisters set their bags on the coffee table.]
Lori: [takes out a Oswald the Lucky Rabbit plush] Do you like this one?
Lincoln: That's not Bun-Bun.
Leni: [with a Cuddles plush] How about this, Lincy?
Lincoln: Not him either.
Luna: [takes out a E.B.(Hop) plush] Will this do?
Lincoln: Nope.
Luan: [with a Bugs Bunny plush; in Bugs Bunny voice] What's up, Linc?
Lynn: [with a Bucky O' Hare plush] Hmm?
Lincoln: Nada.
Lucy: [with a Dark Bunny plush] How about this one?
Lincoln: Not even close.
Lana: [with a Buster Bunny plush] Huh?
Lola: [with a Babs Bunny plush] This one?
Lincoln: Negatory.
Lisa: [with a Mr. Herriman plush] Perhaps this will do?
Lincoln: None of you understand. It's not about what species Bun-Bun was. It was about the strong bond that we had, and that's impossible to replace. None of these can replace Bun-Bun. [starts crying again; goes up to his room]
Luna: Come on, bro!
Lynn: [groaning]Oh, my goodness, dude!
Lori: We may as well just give Lily most of these as birthday presents. Or Christmas presents. Whichever comes first, I guess.
Lana: Why don't we just dig up the old Bun-Bun and put him back together with some tape or something?
[After hearing that, the sisters rush over to Bun-Bun's grave outside.]
[Cut to montage of Leni cleaning off the dirt off of the ripped doll, using a sewing machine to put Bun-Bun back together, and some white sealant paint to make it look as good as new.]
Leni: [to the others] Alright, got Bun-Bun all fixed up!
Lori: Great! Now, we'll just wait until Lincoln goes to sleep, and then just slip him into his room.
[Cut to a depressed Lincoln, getting ready for bed.]
Lincoln: Looks like this will be the first of many nights without my little buddy. [gets into his bed and quietly sobs himself to sleep.]
[4 hours later, a tall silhouette opens Lincoln's door, slides Bun-Bun into a sleeping Lincoln's arms, and closes the door on its way out.]
[Cut to morning. Lincoln wakes up, still depressed. Well, until he comes face to face with a sight for sore eyes.]
Lincoln: [ecstatic] Bun-Bun! You're back! I missed you so much! Wait, how did you come back from the dead?
[Lincoln is answered with silence from Bun-Bun.]
Lincoln: I see. Nevertheless, I'm glad you're back with me, pal!
[This whole scene is heard by the sisters.]
Lori: Well, mission accomplished.
Lynn: At least he won't be a sad sack anymore.
Lola: You know what? He can have Bun-Bun for as long as he wants.
Lori and Lynn: Agreed.
[The sisters walk down to the kitchen. The last one coming down is Lincoln, reunited with Bun-Bun.]
Lincoln: What do you say we have an awesome day that ISN'T anywhere near any cars or banana peels?
[Lincoln is answered with silence from Bun-Bun.]
Lincoln: Great. Me too. [heads down to the kitchen with the others]