Inside the School, Lincoln's in his classroom, looking right at the clock with his mouth drooling. In his view the clock began to change into a ball of Mac 'N' Cheese, revealing he's hallucinating. "Mmm...Mac 'n' cheese bites!"

"Psst, Lincoln! What'd you get for Number 1?" Liam asked in a quiet tone not to get caught by the teacher for cheating. "Mac 'N' Cheese!" Answered Lincoln, still dreaming of said snack. "Thanks, buddy."

Zach overheard them. "Really? I thought the Native Americans gave the Pilgrims corn." He revealed that they're doing some sort of Thanksgiving Test. Liam responds back to Zach. "If Lincoln says Mac and Cheese, that's good enough for me." Out of his daydream, Lincoln thought to himself, giving a worried look.

'Man...I can't focus at all today. Dad made his famous Mac 'N' Cheese bites for dinner, and in order to make all that cheesy goodness last, I saved three bites for after school." He then said to himself in thought with confidence. 'If I'm going to get through this day without losing my mind, I'm just gonna have to stop thinking about them!'

Just in the matter of seconds, the intercom began to buzz, revealing to be Cheryl. "The following students please report to the principal's office: Mac and Chez." Lincoln was in shock. 'Okay...that was a bit creepy...'

"Alright, everyone. Pencils down and let's go over the worksheet." Their Teacher Mrs. Johnson told the class before holding out the answer sheet. "Who has the answer to Number 1?" Liam waves his hand, grinning. "Oh, oh, oh, me! It's Mac 'N' Cheese. And if I'm wrong, you can flunk me." He winks at a Lincoln.

Meanwhile

Lynn Sr. is about to enter the kitchen of his home, wearing a chef's hat, holding a bowl of foie gras foam singing joyfully as he twirls. "Today's the big day! Just got to chill the Duck Liver Pâté." He places the said Pâté in the fridge and mixes the bowl whilst. "I'll show him that I'm a star with my yummy take on caviar."

"I love that confidence, honey. When is the investor getting here?"

His wife Rita, questioned with a grin. Lynn Sr. answers her. "In a few hours. Just think, if he likes my food, I can open my own restaurant. Here, try this Foie gras foam!" He shoves the skimmer of the food he is making into Rita's mouth, which she soon gulps down whole. "And here's the second course." He tells her before opening an empty jar.

"Uh, this is just air...In a jar." Rita told her husband after sniffing the empty container. "Lemon air in a jar. high-end yet low-cal." Sr. told her before she asked. "Honey, no offense, but, why are you making all this showy stuff? What's wrong with your famous 'Lynn-sagna'?"

Lynn Sr. explains. "Honey, this is Timothy McCole. This guy travels all over the world tasting exciting and exotic food." He began to stammer on his last sentence. "I can't just serve a hunk of noodles." When finished, Rita tells him with a smile. "Well, I like the hunk who made those noodles and I think anything he cooks is delicious." She kisses him and leaves. Sr. turns to the direction she left at and asked.

"Can you say that again when he's here?"

Later

"Mac 'N' Cheese!" Lincoln was heard as he enters the kitchen, which Leni and Luna were in, either washing their hands or turning out their guitar. "Hey Lincoln, 'bout to dig in those sweet Mac 'N' Cheese Bites?" He nods to her. "Mm-hm! And I saved just enough for the three of us."

Leni gasped with a grin. "We have Mac 'N' Cheese Bites left over?!" He nodded as the two stood by his sides, watching him take out the container from the fridge before opening it. Their smiles faded away immediately when they saw the inside. "Aw, one's missing?" Luna shook his head. "No dude, someone took it!" Lincoln agrees.

"Yeah, I saved three!" They looked over at the living room with Lincoln giving a growl. They entered the living room where their sisters are at. "Alright, which of you mooched off one of Lincoln's Mac 'N' Cheese bites?!" Luna asked with Lincoln telling them. "If you guys wanted one so badly, you should've saved some of your own." Leni nods. "Yeah, he saved them for us!"

Lana looked a bit suspicious. "I'm not saying it was me-" She burps mid-sentence. "But if I did take one, I only did it 'cause Lola ate the rest of Dad's tater tot bake. I was saving that!" Her twin shouts at her.

"I'm not copping to eating the tater tot bake! If I did, it would be because Luan ate the last slice of Dad's pie, which I was saving!" Luan tells her innocently. "Actually, I didn't eat it." Lola apologizes almost. "Oh, my bad." Luan then smiles. "I smashed it in Lynn's face."

Lynn nods, confirming it from the white cream that's all over her face, causing the hygienic Twin to growl angrily. "Guys, how do you not see that this as a problem? Our fridge is like the Wild West!" Lori tells him and the two. "Look, guys, nobody likes having their leftovers swiped, but we're a big family." She opened her arms as a gesture to the other siblings.

"You can't expect to protect every little bite of food that you want."

Lincoln hummed for a moment before saying. "Oh, can't we?" He looked at the two who began to notice his idea look, making them smile before Lori told them. "No, you can't!" After that, the three walked over to the kitchen. Luna looked back to make sure they're out of earshot and asked with a sly grin. "What's your idea Linc?" Leni looked confused. "Lincoln has an idea?"

Later

Luan enters the kitchen, looking inside the fridge, seeing a labeled container with Lincoln's face and name on it. 'Hmm, I really want one of those bites, but Lincoln's gonna have a conniption.' She smiles.

'Then again, watching Lincoln have a conniption is fun.' She giggled at the thought and grabs the case, which is revealed to be attached to a string, opening a door on the bottom, causing a watermelon to fall onto her foot. "Ow!" She holds her foot in pain, hopping on her good foot.

"That'll teach them." Said Lincoln before he, Luna, and Leni left. "Oh! So, we're protecting our stuff now, huh?" She shakes her fist. "Fine by me!"

Later

Leni enters the kitchen minutes after Luan had entered and looks inside the fridge, giving a gasp with an excited smile before picking up a wrapped brownie. 'Ooh, one of Dad's yummy brownies!' Leni then thought for a moment.

'But, wait, didn't Luan call this?' She then gave an innocent smile. 'Well, she won't mind if I just break off a little corner.' Before she could even unwrap the brownie, a boxing glove suddenly pops out of the fridge and punches her. "Ow!" Luan saw this from the window and jokes. "The gloves are off, now."

She laughs before disappearing as Leni pounds her fist lightly on the ground. 'Luan put that there to protect her leftovers?! Well, I can play that game too!' Leni thought before getting up and leaving the room, speaking to herself quietly. "Lincoln and Mom should be upstairs..."

Later on, this continues. Luna dug through the fridge in attempts to steal another leftover, avoiding Leni and Lincoln's knowing they trapped there's since she helped them. She smiled seeing a container belonging to Lori, when she lifted the lid, a paint bomb explodes, covering Luna and the kitchen in light-blue paint.

"Not Cool!"

She shouts before leaving. Not long after Lana's enters the kitchen, digging through the fridge before grabbing a drumstick. "Jackpot!" She takes a bite of it before getting electrocuted yelling in pain. She looked at the chicken leg and notices a cable leading to Vanzilla before yelling.

"Come on!"

After she left, Lori then enters, reaching into the fridge before feeling something bite her hand. "Huh?" She pulls her arm out and sees that it was a snapping turtle biting it, she yells in fright and pain and runs out of the kitchen.

Later

"That's it! You guys really crossed the line this time!" Lincoln announced as he was hanging upside down by a snare trap, which Leni and Luna tried to get him out of. "I agree! I'd say that line was crossed for me when this happened!" Luna pointed to herself obviously covered in blue still.

Lana was still burned from her shock as she pointed to herself in anger. "Or this!" Luan then points to her leg in a cast. "Or this!" Lily even joined in, glowing green because of radiation. "Ga-Ga!" It was clear to who did that to her as the 4 females looked at her in shock.

"This is crazy!" Lincoln shouted before slamming his fist into his hand. "We can't go on like this! If someone could gently let me down, I think I have an idea." Leni tells him worriedly. "We're trying Linky, but it's not coming loose!" Luan coughs and cuts the rope, allowing the two to catch Lincoln who said to them. "Thanks."

Later

All of the siblings are gathered in the kitchen when asked to have a meeting there. Once all of them were there Lincoln begins the speak. "I think we can all agree, basic order needs to be restored. So with an assist from Lisa, we came up with a plan." Luna and Leni looked at Lisa.

"That's your cue, Sis." Lisa looks and tells her. "I know that." She wheels in a blackboard, accidentally running over Luan's injured foot, making her gasp in pain. "Sorry!" Lisa apologized to her and lifts the cover off her blackboard.

After doing so she then tells them. "Per-Lincoln's request, I calculated the refrigerator's cubic footage and divided it into eleven equally sized zones, creating the optimal conditions for what I'd like to call, Dairy Détente." Lincoln opens the door of the fridge telling everyone.

"Everybody gets a zone. And the genius part of it, no one can mistake theirs for someone else's because they are color-coded." Leni presses a button on a remote handed to her by Lincoln, causing the compartments to light up in their respective colors.

Each of them there the colors of Light-Blue, Turquoise, Purple, Yellow, Red, Orange, Gray, Blue, Pink, Green, and Lilac, with Lynn Senior's compartment being a Blue-Green and Rita's a Scarlet, causing all of the Sisters, minus Leni, Luna, and Lisa to say in awe. "Oooh!"

"All we have to do now is divide up Dad's leftovers and put them in our zones." They all looked at the pile of leftovers and begin fighting over it to gather the leftovers they want before putting it in their compartments.

Later

All 11 of the kid's arguments were settled and have claimed their leftovers as they looked at the inside of the fridge, placing their leftovers into their colored slots. "I call Dad's stuffed peppers!" Announced Lori before Lynn said. "And I got dibs on his fried chicken!" Leni then says with a grin. "I get his Mine Strone."

"Uh, Leni, it's pronounced Minestrone." Lisa corrected her. "I call it, Mine Strone 'cause it's mine!" Leni told her. After all of the leftovers were put into their zones Lincoln tells Luna, Leni, and Lisa. "Nice job." He then gives a thumbs up to Lisa. "Thanks for the assist."

The Scientist Sister tells him. "You're welcome. For payment, I will happily accept your last Mac 'N' Cheese bite." He tells her. "Not a chance." They then began to leave the kitchen.

Later

After some grocery shopping Lynn Sr. returns humming happily of the ingredients he had collected. "Wait 'till he tries my Uni-surprise. This organic beet juice will open his eyes." Due to him being busy at singing he was unaware of the different colored zones in the fridge.

"That investor guy will feel like a royal when he tastes my risotto with... " He ceases for a moment, noticing something missing in his bag. "Dang it! I forgot the truffle oil!" He facepalms himself "Come on. You're better than that!" He shuts the fridge and walks out of the kitchen.

Minutes after he left the kitchen, Luan and Lisa entered the room with Luan announcing with a grin. "Next stop, Yellow Zone! Can't wait to dig into Dad's mashed potatoes. Lisa smiles. "And my destination is the Green Zone, where I intend to feast on Father's savory meatloaf." She began to lick her mouth in joy.

"Num-num!" Both Sisters rushed to the fridge and opened the door. When they went to their zones Luan was first to look disgusted. "Eww! Gross!" She reaches in and takes out a packet of something that looked almost spikey with a bit of yellow. "Someone put something in my zone called Uni...Whatever that is?"

Lisa explains to her. "That would be a low-fat, high-protein, globular animal in the Echinoidea class. Street name, sea urchin." Luan then tells the said seafood. "Well, Sea you later." She said as a joke and throws the packet into the trash can which Cliff dives in to eat.

"Must be one of Lori's gross health foods, and it does not belong in my zone." Luan thinks before taking her leftovers. Just then Lisa looked disgusted and takes out a container of beet juice from her zone. "Ick! Lucy's homemade blood does not belong in my zone. Buh-bye."

She throws the beet juice into the trashcan, covering Cliff in it which he begins to lick up. Minutes after, Lori arrives and opens the fridge door with a smile, which then fades into revulsion at seeing caviar in her zone. "Eww! What is this black goo?" She takes it out and sniffs it, causing her to gag and swallow whatever came up.

"Eww, smells fishy. Must be Lana's bait. Not in my zone!" She tosses the caviar which Cliff grabs after popping out of the trash can. Soon, Lola heads towards the fridge and opens it, taking out the duck liver pâté from her zone, reading the label. "Duck Liver Pate?"

She shivered after realizing she's holding a bird liver. "Eww! Lisa! If you want to dissect animals, don't put their icky organs in my zone!" She throws it into the trashcan and a nearly full Cliff crawls towards it.

Later

The Father of the Loud Family returns home from the grocery store after getting the truffle oil he needed, he hears a phone start to ring, gaining his attention. He looks behind him at the person he's cooking for. "If they can't be on time, just cancel the appointment and move my 3:15 to 3:00, my 4:15 to 4:00 and my..." Timothy McCole then whispers down to his phone. "pedicure to 5:00."

"Oh, hi there! Lynn Loud Sr., I am so glad to meet-" Sr. greeted before being cut off with a handshake. "Timothy McCole, but call me Tim because 'Timothy' takes more time to say and time is the one thing I don't have. Now, let's see what you got for me."

Lynn Sr. tells him with a nervous smile. "Err, don't worry, Tim. You'll be eating before you know it." Soon he goes inside the kitchen and opens the fridge door but screams in horror upon seeing his ingredients are no longer in their spots. "Is everything alright?"

"O-Of course! I always scream when I open the fridge door. See." He opens the door and screams three times in a row, which Timothy McCole shrugs off. "Okay, I guess every chef has their own style."

Lynn Sr. then asks. "Uh, Tim, could I interest in an aperitif? He gives a timid laugh. "Well, I'd really rather-" Before McCole could finish Lynn Sr. hands him a juice box. "Good. Here's a juice box. Go sit down." Sr. pushes Timothy out of the kitchen and into the dining room.

"I'll call you once dinner's ready."

The father then runs back into the kitchen and begins searching frantically for his ingredients. "Where are all my ding-dang ingredients?!" The 11 kids came inside and noticed the commotion from the doorway. "Dad, are you okay? We heard a woman yelling." Lynn asked him as he answered.

"No, I'm not okay! There's an investor in the living room waiting to try my food and all my ingredients are gone." Cliff meows in pain and throws up the pâté in front of them. "Well, there's my pâté."

Sr. said with a disgusted look when Cliff threw up the caviar and uni. "And my caviar. And...My uni!" He looks at the pet cat. "Cliff, how did you get your paws on my ingredients?" Lori and the others began to feel guilty and confessed.

"It wasn't Cliff's fault, Dad. We threw out your ingredients. He must have gotten them out of the trash." Lynn Sr. was both baffled and shocked. "What?! Why would you do that?"

Luan tells him in honesty. "We didn't know they were yours." Lincoln then tells him why. "We kinda divided the fridge into zones, because we've been stealing each other's leftovers." Lori then finishes. "So, when we found your stuff in our zones, we assumed someone was violating the system."

"You kids know I love your creative conflict resolutions...But now I have nothing to serve my investor." He overhears slurping and panics placing both hands on the sides of his head with his pupils shrinking in fear. "And he's almost done with his juice box!" Lincoln apologizes. "We're sorry, Dad. We never meant for something like this to happen."

Sr. sighs. "Well, I guess my restaurant dreams are in the toilet. I'd better go tell No-Time Tim his afternoon just opened up." Before he can even do so Lincoln has an idea out of the blue. "Wait a minute! What if you serve him your leftovers?" He looks at Leni and Luna who nodded and opens the fridge.

"Yeah! That's a great idea. You can take the stuffed pepper I've been saving." Agreed the oldest sibling with Lisa giving a nod. "And, uh, I can part with your meatloaf." Leni reaches for the minestrone and shows them it. "And I'll give you this soup. Mine Strone is now your Strone."

Lynn Senior smiles at the kids. "Oh, that's a nice thought, guys...But I'm afraid Tim won't want any of that. He's used to eating the most amazing foods in the world."

His daughter, Lucy tells him. "But, your leftovers ARE the most amazing foods in the world." Luna agrees with Leni and Lincoln nodding. "Truth, Pop-star! Look what we did to keep them to ourselves." Lynn Sr. sniffles, seeing what they say is true before telling them with a warm smile. "Well, I guess it's worth a shot."

Minutes Later

After getting everything prepared, Sr. brought the leftovers to Timothy McCole, allowing him to eat while Lynn Sr. and the 11 watched tensely. "Well, Lynn, I'm gonna give it to you straight." He then begins to tell them.

"This is..." He smiles. "One of the best meals I've ever eaten." Lynn Sr. looked ashamed at first. "I knew it was a dumb idea! I should have never served it! I, uh-" He then realizes it. "Wait, what?"

Timothy McCole tells him. "I've been all over the world and every chef serves me the same thing." He begins to count down, placing his index finger on each finger which he closes right after. "Caviar, pâté, uni. It's monotonous and uninspiring. Do you know what the last place I ate, the chef served me Air in a Jar." Lynn Sr. jeers and laughs with a hint of nervousness in it.

"What a bozo!"

Timothy McCole continues on. "But your food is classic, comforting, and delicious, and when you travel as much as I do, there's nothing better than food that tastes like home." He then writes a cheque with a satisfied smile. "Ooh, I want to be in the Lynn Loud business!"

"Wow! Thank you, Tim!" Sr. said with a smile as he's handed the cheque. "I don't know what to say." He then suggests a hug to Tim, who declines it. "I apologize, I don't do hugs." He then gets ready to go, both him and Lynn Sr. shaking hands before Timothy's phone rings, making him answer it. "You got Tim." He said before leaving the house. Once gone Lola told her Dad. "We do hugs." She and the 10 then hug Sr. who returns the hug.

Hours Later

Lincoln, Leni, Luna, and their Sisters were washing the dishes before Rita came home, asking her husband. "So, how did it go honey?" Lynn Jr. tells her. "Aww, Dad kicked butt!" The said father grins proudly, telling her. "Yeah, I'm one step closer to my dream of owning a restaurant."

"I'm so proud of you! I guess he liked your uni and your lemon air." Rita raised a questioning brow when she said that. "Actually, he liked my leftover Lynnsagna, just like you said." Lola's twin, Lana tells Rita. "And all his other leftovers too."

This surprised Rita. "That's wonderful. This calls for a celebration. Who wants some of Dad's chocolate cake?" All of them said at the same time. "Me!" Lincoln then realizes. "Wait, I didn't see any chocolate cake in the fridge." Luna agrees. "Yeah. Did someone get to it before us?"

"I hope not, I'm so, like, fond of chocolate thingies." Hearing this Rita tells them. "Well, that's because I stashed it under the couch." They all looked at her in bewilderment, which she noticed. "What? I can't claim any leftovers?"

Lynn smiles and tells her family. "I'll go score us some." She races into the living room. Rita sees this and shouts. "Lynn, wait!" It was too late as the sound of a wet explosion was heard, making them go over and see Lynn coated in blue paint, looking annoyed at her family who are shocked.