Frankie had no idea what was going on here, and he had no idea how to react after accidentally spraying water from his own hand at a cute nurse. He immediately got out of bed and went up to the nurse. "I am so sorry, babe. I had no idea what just happened there. Really, I didn't."

"Oh, I could never be mad at you, Mr. Gnarly." said the nurse. "besides, at least it was just water."

"Yeah. I guess you're right." the surfer smirked. "And at least it wasn't as powerful as a fire hose."

"To be fair," said the doctor, "it did look a little bit like that. But yes, it was just water. Maybe we can have a little DNA sample to see what is going on in your body, Mr. Gnarly."

"Good idea. As long as it's not a needle. I hate needles!"

"Very well." said Dr. Finkleman. "We'll just collect DNA from one of your hair follicles, and it can tell us what the kind of changes or illness you have right now." Frankie smiled in relief as he truly despised booster shots and vaccines. He pulled out a hair with a split-end and gave it to the doctor so that the test could begin. "Now fair warning, the diagnosis will take at least five minutes. For now, just try not to reach out your arms some more."

Frankie nodded his head and said: "Gotcha, doc. I'll keep that in mind." the handsome surfer just laid in the hospital bed and waited for the results while listening to some surf music on his Mp3 player. Some of the nurses, including the one that got wet, still looked at how cute and handsome this man was, and they really wanted him so badly. Little did he know that he already has a girlfriend. At last, the DNA testing was done, and just when the results came up, the machine started to short-circuit, and shut down, falling into pieces of scrap.

"Oh! Confound it!" Finkleman said. "I have just purchased that thing! This will cost a fortune to repair."

"Well, what can I do now?"

A sudden thought came to the doctor, and he looked rather bitter and sour just thinking about it. "There is one thing that can help you out." he gritted his teeth."

"You okay, doc? You look mad about something like a puffer fish with a sea urchin up it's nose."

"Oh, it's nothing." Finkleman gave a nervous chuckled. "Well, there is a person I know who is quite the scientist, especially for one her age. She goes by the name of: Lisa Loud, and she can identify every disease of any kind. One can even say she will win a Nobel Prize one day." the doctor sounded a little jealous.

"Well, can she help me?" Frankie asked

"Yes. I think she can. Me and her have quite a... history together and i wish I had the intellect as she does."

"Is she a hot scientist?"

"Whoa whoa whoa. You do not want to do that, Frankie." said Finkleman. "I know her address, and I worked with her on a few occasions before. Although the feeling is not always mutual."

"Sounds like you hate her." Frankie remarked

"No, hate is a rather strong word. I tolerate her, but I do not really like her. And I am also not very fond of her either. Let me give you the address so you can go see her."

"Cool! Thank you so much! Gnarly dude!" the doctor gave him the address, along with the bill for being in the hospital. It read out: five-thousand dollars on it, but Frankie was able to pay it off, because he has a lot of money and is a famous surfer after all. Hopping in his van, the surfer put on his sunglasses and drove down many roads while following the instructions on his GPS. Ultimately, he did find the house on Franklin Avenue, not exactly what he would expect it to be. "Huh, looks like a regular house. But maybe she lives there?" he took off his sunglasses. "Hmm, whatever, this is the place."

Getting out of his vehicle, he went up the front porch and knocked. He waited for exactly twenty seconds and suddenly, Lori answered the door. "Hello how can I... Oh my gosh!" Leni recognized him. "Frankie Gnarly!" apparently, the oldest Loud sibling has heard of him too.

"Hello miss, is someone named... Lisa Loud here?"

"Yes. My name is Lori. I am a big fan of you, Frankie." she even made a goofy chuckle. "Come on in."

"Thanks Lori." entering the house a couple of other girls noticed him and they gasped seeing him.

"Oh my gosh! Frankie Gnarly!" Lola cheered, trying to fondle the guy. "You are so handsome. Can I take a picture of your sweet bod?"

"Ah, you're cute, but this is an emergency."

"What is the emergency?" said Luan. "I can help you with anything."

"No, I can!" Lori protested. "I'm literally older than all of you!"

It was just then Lincoln came downstairs with Leni and he himself was surprised to see the famous surfer in the house. "Wow. You're Frankie Gnarly. Aren't you?" unlike some of his sisters, he wasn't really fan-girling over him for his good looks and sweet muscles. "Never thought we would have a cool surfer like you come here."

"Thanks kid." Frankie said. "Always happy to see fans of mine. Want an autograph from me?"

"Sure! Let me just get my autograph book."

"Cool. In the meantime, is a chick named Lisa Loud here anywhere?"

"Yeah, she's upstairs and doing an experiment on sulfur." Lincoln pointed. "I can take you to her room."

"Nice! Thanks..."

"Lincoln Loud."

"Lincoln, nice. Lead the way then, Lincoln." the surfer followed Lincoln while some of the sisters were fawning over him again downstairs. "Kind of a big family you have, kid."

"Yeah, but I have more sisters. It gets pretty crazy."

"Heh, I like crazy."

"Lisa?" Lincoln said to the prodigy. "Frankie Gnarly wants to see you."

"Frankie Gnarly?" Lisa lifted her goggles after finishing one of her sulfur experiments. "The famous surfer with the wavy hair and sweet six-pack on his chest?"

"Oh, I wouldn't say six-pack." Frankie modestly stated. "Wait, you're Lisa Loud?"

"Affirmative. The one and only, Mr. Gnarly. The pleasure is all mine."

"A kid? You're the one Finkleman told me about?"

Lisa's eyes perked up in surprise. "Finkleman? Ugh, that poser told you about me?"

"Yeah, but, if you can help me, I need your help."

"Well, i am not very fond of that Finkleman." Lisa looked bitter at saying that name, "But, I am willing to help out anyone in need of any help. I can even find a cure for cancer."

"Really? Wait, i think you're just bluffing." Frankie smirked. "No, sorry. Maybe you can help me. I don't mean to be rude. I'm just a little..."

"Baffled?' Lisa asked

"I was going to say surprised, but yeah. Let's go with big words like that."

"So, what seems to be the problem?" Lisa asked

Frankie then told Lisa the whole story from when he accidentally drank the strange substance at the lone lemonade stand and how he accidentally sprayed water on the nurse. Lisa looked a little baffled and she honestly didn't know exactly what to say about this little event. "So the doctor's machine broke trying to figure out what was wrong with me. What happened to it?"

"His so-called machine could not comprehend true science, Franklin." Lisa had her hands behind her back. "You need help from a real doctor. M-E, moi. But first, I need any hair or spit from you to collect the DNA and get the diagnosis."

"Say no more. I don't really know what diagnosis is though."

"It's the explanation for is there is anything wrong with you medically."

"Ohhh. I get it." he pulled another hair follicle with a split-end, and gave it to the little girl. It took a little while and while the machine was loading, Frankie said: "It's really cool meeting a kid like you that can be the next Einstein."

Lisa flustered and said: "Oh, I blush."

"Really, i mean, a five-year old making all those cool gadgets and gizmos."

"Actually, I am four."

"Nice. How did you become so smart like that?'

"Well, i was rather born this way. Possibly out of sheer, dumb luck. But in my view, there is no such thing as luck."

"Well, your opinion, dudette. Looks like you can graduate college early with a brain like yours."

"Alas. I can wait for a possible aptitude test." Lisa said. "But, by law I still have to be in kindergarten class. Ergo; the law is the law."

"Oh. I know how that feels. I wanted to get my own helicopter but the police say it's illegal to just park my chopper anywhere I want. Come on, I'm Frankie Gnarly. I'm famous!"

Suddenly, the computer made a ping noise, realizing that the machine was done analyzing, and it would not malfunction or explode like the previous one from the hospital. "Now, it should reveal... Sweet Mother of Abraham Lincoln!"

"What is it?" asked the surfer, coming to look at the computer.

"It appears your DNA has been enfused with an ultra-rare chemical substance by the name of 'Hydrotonium'. A new form of h2O, street name: water."

"Whoa."

"It is like water has become a part of you, Franklin."

"You mean, I got water superpowers?"

"Well, I suppose it does." Lincoln said. "That would explain the blast of water you did on the nurse. But hey, maybe you can become a superhero with those powers!"

Frankie smiled at the thought and he thought of how amazing it would be to have a superhero identity Although, he doesn't really have a superhero suit. He wondered where he can get one. Suddenly, Leni came in the room and asked: "Have you guys seen my favorite curling iron anywhere?"

The surfer looked behind her and recognized her. "Hey, you're Ivy Leni." he said. "I've seen you on the news with those cool and gnarly plant powers."

Leni looked a little confused, but she recognized the surfer. "O. M. Gosh!" she shrieked. "Hot surfer Frankie Gnarly! I am such a big fan! I never thought I would totally meet one of the greatest surfers ever!"

"And I'm happy to meet an actual superhero."

"You've heard about me?"

"Yah! I've seen you on TV and how awesome you fight the bad guys and use plants to fight with you." said Frankie.

"Frankie got himself some superpowers now."

Leni made a gasp and she began dreaming of the thought fo fighting alongside one of her favorite boys ever. It would be like a dream come true (even though he is a little too old for her.) "What kind of powers?"

"Well, I have the power to control water, but I don't really know how to use them. And I don't have a super suit like you have."

he did have a good point. He did not have a suit that can help hide his identity so that his loved ones will not be put in danger from the villains that he will make in the future. she just remembered that she was a stylist and a fashionista, and snapped her right finger with an idea. "Don't worry, Frankie. I can whip you a suit. I just need to think of how it will be like and what kind of fashion it would suit you."

"Really?" Frankie looked really grateful.

"Leni can make the best kind of outfits." Lincoln remarked

"Cool! Radical! I'll wait. But how can I practice my water powers?"

"Fear not," said Lisa. "I have some robotic practice dummies that you can practice the new powers of hydrokenesis with."

"Hydro what?"

"Water powers."

"Oh."