The Loud siblings gather in the backyard to have their groundbreaking moment to set up a time capsule. Lisa crafts one out of an unused torpedo shell that still has its sharp tail and paint job intact. But she assures to her siblings that it is perfectly safe to use.

Now, they decide to make the occasion ceremonial as Lori stated that the capsule will not be dug up for fifty years. With the hole prepared – 20 ft. from the ground up – the eldest Loud sets up a table with short legs where the items will be placed and readies the heavy-duty capsule.

"Okay, the capsule is ready. Now, all we need are the rest of the items," she announces. "Anyone who wants to go first?"

Lynn goes first in offering her time capsule item. "Here's mine." She then pulls out a smelly jersey shorts from her pocket that is infested with flies. Her sisters cover their nose in disgust.

"Lynn, this is not a laundry!" Lori rebukes her.

"I know. This is my prized shorts from my first basketball match ever? It is still authentic."

She boasts it more to their faces. But the Loud sisters keep covering their noses.

"Are you serious on that, Lynn?" Lola asks her vehemently.

"It's something prized," Lynn defends. "Didn't you say to surrender anything with a prized memory?"

But Lori gives her the endgame, "That wasn't the point. Now place any of your medals here. Or we'll not allow you to contribute."

Pressured and pestered, Lynn goes along. "Fine!" She then pulls out a medal from her pocket. "Here! Worst in spelling."

Lori, however, confronts her about her offering. "Okay. So, is that what you want to show to your future ancestors?"

Lynn then pulls out a marker and writes on the back, "But be best in life sports." She then sourly drops the medal to the capsule before she goes back to the line. "There."

Lori responds, "Okay…next?"

Lola takes her turn by showing them one of her sixteen generic prairie dolls that were bought in a cheap price. "My turn."

"Lola, what makes this doll special?" her eldest sister asks.

"It's one of my prized dolls. That's special," Lola justifies.

"Yeah, one of the prized dolls that you buy from the dollar tree store," Luna mocks.

"Hey! I have my own definition of special, and you have your own definition of special," Lola breathlessly validates her own pick. "Aren't artist unique on their own way?"

"This isn't art, dudette," Luna responds. "It's meant to be a family thing."

Nevertheless, Lola drops the doll to the capsule. "There's my pick."

Grumblingly, Lori proceeds to the other siblings. "Who's next?"

From there, each Loud sister offers her own contribution to the time capsule, with each giving her own explanations as to why that is the case. Luna offers her first triangle, the only musical she pledged not to play onstage. Lisa surrenders her draft notebook, containing her failed calculations on breaking down the chemical compositions of hand sanitizer, dopamine and McNuggets. Lana submits her a framed set of crickets that she preserved and collected. Luan gives up her elementary joke book, specifically designated for stuffed toys and kids in detention. Lucy presents her scented candle that smells like a mix of lilac and Grecian urn. And Lily hands over her lime-green clay sculpture of a dinosaur.

"So down to the last three," Lori says, "Here's mine." She then shows the item she wishes to place in the time capsule – a picture frame made out of macaroni but with no picture framed. "Something I made for arts and crafts in kinder. Looks kind of good. Almost like I have arts talent, am I right?"

She tries to coax her siblings into laughing, but there are only crickets in the air.

Awkwardly, Lori proceeds, "Okay Leni, you're next."

"Here you go!" she happily coordinates. However, Leni offers Lori a garbage bag.

"Leni, ew! We're not collecting trash! We're collecting items for the time capsule," Lori scolds her.

"But I see everyone else collecting their trash," she says.

"Hey! Take that back to my crickets who gave their lives to be remembered in the future!" Lana, offended, tells her.

"Sheesh, those are carcasses that will deteriorate anyway with your preservation skills," Lisa monotonously shares. "But mine is actual excrement. I wish to not hold any affiliation with the science of McNuggets."

But Leni justifies, "Come on guys. Not all of these are stinky garbage." She then opens the bag, much to her sisters' dismay, to reveal that it contains tattered cloths and leftover sewing items. "I know my taste in stench. Of course, I'm not going to offer stinky trash to your face."

"Hey!" Lana takes offense, but admits shortly, "But yeah, I wanted stinky trash anyway."

Lori then searches the bag and takes out a shirt, which bears a significant memory. "Leni, this is the first shirt that you sew for show-and-tell."

But Leni relents, "Lori, not that. I'm planning to throw that out!"

"Why do you want to throw this out? It's a good memorabilia if you become famous."

Her sisters agree, checking out the durability and the quality of the shirt inside out.

"There's nothing wrong with the shirt," Luan tells her.

"Yes, except the name!"

The sisters check out the label, which was misspelled. "It's supposed to be Leni. L-E-N-Y. But it's Lenny. L-E-N-N-Y."

Lucy tells her, "I think it is spelled L-E-N-I."

Leni then pouts, "I showed that on school. And my class thinks it's for the bully Lenny. They were laughing hard, and I got ashamed."

From there, the sisters see the reason why Leni is so embarrassed about the shirt. But they decide to drop it off to the capsule, much to her horror.

Leni dramatically tries to catch for the shirt, but she groans in horror when she sees it land to the base. It is Leni being Leni.

"Relax Leni, you can just get the shirt," Lori tells her.

But Leni laments, "It's too late!"

Annoyed, Lola and Lynn carry her to the side. And Lori moves to the last sibling. "Okay, Lincoln, what do you have?"

Lincoln positions himself behind the pack since he is sort of wistful of his item. He brings it to the forefront and shows it to the rest. It is Pop Pop's glasses case, which contains of his spare.

All of the sisters gasp at his offering.

"Lincoln, you couldn't possibly give up that!" Luna attests him.

"It's hard guys, but it's too much to hold that it told me. Told me to let go," Lincoln waxes his poetic as he reminisces about Pop Pop.

"Letting go like that is like letting go off his memories," Lynn Jr. tells him.

"That does not work that way…" Lisa explains.

But Lola cuts her off, "Ohh shut up Lisa!"

Lori then provokes him, "Lincoln, there are literally many items you could at least give up with holding a burden on us."

Lincoln then defends his choice, "But this is it. This is the item. I don't want to give it up. But I have to. Pop Pop will always be in my heart, no matter how hard that it is too see."

Hearing his defense, the Loud siblings make a vote if they should offer Pop Pop's glasses to the capsule. Lucy, Luna, Lana and Luan join Lincoln on his side of the vote, while Leni, Lynn, Lola, Lisa and Lily oppose. That leaves Lori to the final decision. However, depending on what decision the Loud children will formulate, the memory of their grandfather will always remain in them.

At the end of the day, Lincoln decides to call Myrtle.

She answers immediately, "Hey Lincoln!"

"Hello there, Myrtle!" he answers comfortingly.

"How's my dear boy?"

Lincoln is at loss for words, but he answers, "I am fine. So are we. It's been a while since…a few days ago." His throat is clenching from holding his breath. He just does not want to sound teary-eyed his grandfather's flame.

Myrtle feels the same way on her end. But she tells Lincoln, "Lincoln, it's hard for me. It's painful. But I know I'll be alright. You'll be fine too."

Lincoln then tearfully tells her, "Myrtle, one thing. Thanks for being there for him…and for being our honorary grandmother."

Thank you, Fred "Pop Pop" Willard (1933-2020)