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Title card: Intern For the Worse
Lincoln and Clyde groaned, realizing what this episode was about.
"What's with you two?" asked Ronnie Anne.
"Not one of our fondest moments." Lincoln replied.
"Then again… it gets better by the end." Clyde smirked.
[Episode begins with Lincoln and Clyde walking down the school hallway with briefcases and neckties.]
Lincoln: [to the viewers] "Today is the Fifth Grade Internship Fair and Clyde and I are making sure to put our best foot forward."
"O-M-Gosh you two look so handsome!" Leni squealed.
"Yeah, very sophisticated." nodded Carlota.
"And handsome." giggled Carol, making Lincoln and Clyde blush.
"What? I thought you aren't hanging out with that jerk." said Rocky, seeing Mollie with Flat Tire.
"That was before Girl Guru ever happened, come on, give me a break!" Mollie muttered.
Girl Jordan pattered her back.
"Out of curiosity, were any parents present at the Internship Fair? There or Great Lakes City?" asked Principal Ramirez.
"I had a substitute fill in my classes while attending Carl's," answered Carlos.
"I also attended." smiled Frida.
"The dentist's office was packed and I couldn't make it." sighed Rita.
"Same with the hospital." nodded Maria.
"I was away in Peru at the time." frowned Arturo.
"I figured no one would be interested in office work, so I didn't go." smiled Lynn Sr. sheepishly.
[Lincoln and Clyde approach the Gym doors and kick them open.]
Lincoln: "'Cause there's only one place we wanna work."
[Camera rolls down the hall of the gym to Flip.]
Both: "FLIP'S FOOD & FUEL!"
Flip: [yelps]
Everyone blinked.
"Why would you wanna work there?" asked Sid.
"Yeah Flip doesn't seem like the kind of boss you'd want." said Nikki.
"And even though it was fake, the part in your dream where Lisa works there proves it." nodded Casey.
"Well at first we thought it would be cool." said Lincoln.
"And even though we still like going there, we found out that it wasn't as good as we thought." finished Clyde.
Clyde: "Good morrow, fine sir. I'm Clyde McBride and this is my associate, Lincoln Loud. Together, we're known as..."
Both: "Clincoln McCloud!"
Clyde: "We're a team!" [nudges Lincoln]
Lincoln: "We'd love the opportunity to work at your fine establishment..."
Both: "As a team!"
Flip: "Two for one? Now, you're speaking Flip's language!"
"Clincoln McCloud, that's both your names combined right?" asked Sameer.
"You got it." nodded Lincoln.
Clyde: [shows Flip a piece of paper] "If you peruse our joint resume, I think you'll find-"
Flip: [interrupts] "Never mind that! Either of you got a criminal record?"
Clyde and Lincoln: "No."
Flip: "You're hired!"
Clyde and Lincoln: [excited] "Woo hoo!"
Lincoln: "We'll get to see where the nacho cheese comes from!"
Clyde: "And read the comics as soon as they're delivered!"
Lincoln: "And use the Flippee machine!"
Both: [wonder in their eyes] "Oooh! Flippees!"
"Well that would explain why you were excited." commented Sam.
Flip: "Hey, Stinkoln McFartCloud! Your internship started ten seconds ago!" [walks out]
Lincoln slightly growled at the nickname. It was bad enough that Lynn called him that for some time now.
[Lincoln and Clyde excitedly fist bump as the scene transitions to Flip's Food and Fuel.]
Flip: [cleaning a car windshield] "See, boys? Across and down! That's the technique." [hands the cleaning brush to Lincoln.] "Now it's your turn."
Lincoln: [picks up a bucket] "But, we're out of window cleaner. Should I go in the store and get some?"
Flip: "You kiddin' me? That stuff costs forty cents a gallon! Here." [wipes his brow with the brush and squeezes the sweat into the bucket.]
Everyone cringed in disgust.
"He uses hip sweat as a cleanser?" Lisa asked, repulsed.
"I like to sweat but that is just gross." gagged Lynn.
Flip: "Okay, we've covered the cash register, the gas pumps, and stacking the jerky. Last thing you need to know is how to adjust the expiration date." [pulls a milk carton out of the freezer and begins writing on it.] "There we go! Now, it's good 'till Christmas."
Clyde: "Isn't that against the law?"
Flip: "Did I say it was time for a Q&A?"
[Lincoln and Clyde nod their heads no.]
"Change the expiration dates?!" Hector asked in shock.
"That is just asking for food poisoning!" exclaimed Principal Huggins.
Flip: "Now, do you boys think you're ready to take charge?"
Lincoln and Clyde: [salute] "You bet, sir!"
Flip: "Good. As an extra incentive, whoever's doing the best job is gonna get promoted to manager! I'll be in the back." [pan to security cameras] "But, Flip's eyes and ears are everywhere!" [pans back down] "So, put on a good show, huh?" [walks out]
Lincoln: "But, we're a team. I don't wanna be your manager."
Clyde: "Me neither. We're Clincoln McCloud."
"Well that's nice of the both of you." smiled Becky.
Lincoln and Cklyde traded sheepish glances.
"Why do I feel like they're gonna do something stupid?" groaned Ronnie Anne.
Flip: [appears] "Oh, I forgot one thing." [holds up a golden cup] "The manager gets the unlimited free Flippee cup!" [walks out]
Lincoln: "Free Flippees? Big deal. Who cares?"
Clyde: "Yeah, what kind of team would we be if we let something as petty as an endless supply of the sweetest, tastiest, frostiest-" [record scratch] "What was I saying?"
Lincoln: "That we're not going to let anything come between us."
Clyde: "Right."
Lincoln: [walking sketchily] "I'm just gonna wipe down this counter."
Clyde: [walking sketchily as well] "And I'm just gonna clean off this case."
"Oh god it's gonna come between you guys isn't it?" asked Margo.
Lincoln and Clyde didn't say a word, answering Margo's question.
[Lincoln and Clyde wipe down items while looking at the security cameras; pan to outside where Lola and Lana pull up in Lola's princess car; Lincoln and Clyde dart outside.]
Both: "Welcome to Flip's! How can I help you?"
Lola: [scoffs and hops out of her car.] "You can get out of my way. I need to make a tinkle."
Lana: "You can help me! Fill 'er up! Premium unleaded!"
"Lola's car actually uses gas?" asked CJ.
"I thought it was powered by some sort of battery." said Benny.
"Nope. The pageant that she one it from really went all out with it." said Lana.
"And you let them drive by themselves?" asked Maria.
"They're responsible." assured Rita.
"Plus, good way for them to learn how to drive early!" added Lynn Sr.
"I… suppose so." Maira said.
Lincoln: [grabs a gas pump] "I'm on it. [puts the pump in the princess car.] "Gas for your car..." [hands Lana a bag of beef jerky] "...and gas for you."
Lana: [accepts the bag] "Ooh! Beef Jerky? Sweet!" [flings a coin into Lincoln's pocket.] "Keep up the good work, brother!" [eats jerky]
"Hahaha! Good one Linc!" laughed Luan.
"Yeah, beef jerky does give me gas." said Lana.
Lana then opened up a bag of the same beef jerky and ate it all in one gulp. Lana then lifted her leg and released a loud fart. Everyone coughed and spluttered while Lynn laughed.
"Dang it Lana!" shouted Lola.
"Why did you even do that?!" coughed Paula.
"Nasty!" gagged Rusty.
"Why us?!" moaned Laird.
"You got serious stank like Lynn dudette!" coughed Luna.
Lola: [comes over] "Ugh! How is anyone supposed to tinkle in there? It. Is. Disgusting!"
Clyde: "I'm on it!" [hops with cleaning supplies into the bathroom.]
[Wiping transition as Lola walks out.]
Lola: [gasps] "Clyde! The powder room was a delight! Five stars. Much better."
[Clyde makes note of himself to the camera, then dashes off.]
"And now you're showboating at the camera." muttered Benny.
"At least you got Lola's car filled up." Dana pointed out.
"And cleaned the bathroom for her." added Paula.
Lincoln and Clyde: "Have a Flippee day!"
Lola and Lana: [driving away] "Keep up the good work, boys!"
Lincoln: "Look. I want you to know I'm not trying to compete with you. I was just helping a customer."
Clyde: "Oh, totally. Same with me." [fist bumps Lincoln] "Clincoln McCloud! We're a team."
"How long will that last?" Haiku deadpanned.
[The two boys hear banging.]
Mrs. Jelinsky: "Ugh, darn thing is on the fritz."
Lincoln and Clyde: "I'm on it!" [go up to Mrs. Jelinsky, who is frustratingly slamming on a microwave.] "At your service, ma'am!"
Leni recognized Mrs. Jelinsky right away, "Hey, it's my driving instructor! Hi, Mrs. Jelinsky!" she said cheerfully, waving to the screen. Everyone facepalmed in response.
Lynn groaned, "You're talking to a character on a screen who can't hear you..."
Lincoln: "What's the trouble?"
Mrs. Jelinsky: "Your microwave is broken, leaving me as cold as my burrito."
"One time that happened to ours." said Luna. "We had to use our fireplace to warm up our stuff."
"What about the oven?" asked Frida.
"Last time we tried that with something microwaveable it caught fire." replied Lucy.
"Cool and uncool at the same time." said Lana.
Clyde: [takes the burrito] "I can heat this up for you in a jiffy."
[transition to the restroom, where Clyde is heating up the burrito under the hot air dryer.]
Mrs. Jelinsky: "I thought you said a jiffy."
"Guess hand dryers can only do so much." shrugged Zach.
Lincoln: [takes the burrito from Clyde] "Allow me!"
[transition to outside, behind a truck.]
Lincoln: "Give her some gas, mam!"
[The truck releases exhaust onto the burrito, which Lincoln is holding near it with a metal rod. The camera pans up to him, who is testing the heat while wearing a gas mask. The exhaust pipe's fumes chars and blackens the burrito.]
Mrs. Jelinsky: [in the truck, being given the burrito by Lincoln.] "What a good little employee!" [drives away]
Luan let out a loud, continuous laughter at seeing this. After a few minutes of this laughing, she wiped a tear out of her eye and said, "Why didn't I ever think of doing that in my days of pranking?! Oh, wow... that was too perfect!"
"How she failed to realize that the burrito was heated up by car exhaust astounds me. Not to mention how big of a health hazard that is, what with being contaminated with car exhaust." Lisa said, baffled by this development.
Lincoln blushed as everybody then turned to him for an explanation, "...Must I really spell out why I did that? I wasn't trying to poison her, I was only trying to think of a quick way to heat up that burrito since Clyde's way of doing it wasn't working out. No offense, man."
Clyde shrugged, "None taken."
Lynn Sr. sighed, "Son... I know she was being kind of a pain, but let's not try to give people food warmed up by exhaust in the future. I don't need to deal with a lawsuit because my boy decided to potentially poison someone."
Lincoln: "Have a Flippee day!" [notices Clyde glaring at him.] "Sorry for butting in, but, again, just trying to help the customer."
Clyde: "Oh, no. Of course."
"Now the competition is starting to show," Rosa frowned.
[The two glare at each other, when a man busts open the door.]
Darin McGowan: "Does anybody work here? I'd like to buy some gas station pizza!"
Lincoln: [darts inside] "I'm on it! You can help the next customer, partner." [closes the gas station door]
Clyde: "But..."
[A large school bus of young girl athletes honks and pulls up to Flip's.]
Girl Athletes: [cheering]
"Epic fail!" laughed Carl. "Lincoln got one, you got a busload!"
"Hey, isn't that your baseball team Lynn?" asked Lori.
"Yep. It's them alright." Lynn nodded.
Lynn: [comes out of the bus] "Got a massive order for ya, Clydesdale." [unrolls a long list into Clyde's hands.]
"Wow, your teammates sure are hungry." commented Chaz.
"Gotta get them fueled up for the game." Lynn replied.
Clyde: "I'm on it!"
Lincoln: [comes outside] "Hey, partner! Looks like you could use an assist."
Clyde: "Oh, no, I've got this, partner." [walks off] "You can help the next customer."
[A snack transition plays, then shows the girl athletes on the bus with their snacks.]
Girl Athletes: "Oh, thanks Clyde! You're the best!"
Clyde: "No problem, ladies!" [walks off] "Just doin' my job."
"Wow, Flip sells all of that?!" exclaimed Adelaide.
"It is a convenience store." reminded Hector. "Kinda like my Mercado."
Margo: [hops into the bus doorway] "Yeah, yeah. Can you hold my dog, Lynnsanity? I gotta take a wicked dump!"
"There I am!" smiled Margo.
"Your debut… isn't looking good." winced Lana.
Lynn: "No, Margo. You cannot go number two until we are number one."
[Margo's stomach gurgles]
"Seriously?!" exclaimed Stella.
"That is both weird and disgusting!" gagged Sid.
"How often did she do that to you guys?" asked Girl Jordan.
"A lot." Margo, Paula, and even Polly muttered.
"Lynn Loud Jr.!" exclaimed Rita and Lynn Sr.
"What, it's good for the team if we wanna win!" Lynn protested.
"I don't think so." Lisa frowned. "Holding in your stools can lead to serious constipation, which isn't healthy for your colon in the slightest."
"And when you do finally go, it can be very painful." added Maira.
"Especially with greasy kinds of food." added Arturo.
"And given what Lynn looked like after her game after eating all of those meatball subs, we can tell," said Rusty.
Lynn cringed, realizing that her superstitions could've made her teammates (and herself) very sick.
"I'm sorry guys. I didn't realize that my superstition about going number 2 before we're number 1 could've made you feel like crud." she apologized.
"Well at least you realize that now," said Margo.
"And don't do it anymore for the past few months." added Polly.
'A lot of your superstitions can make a person feel like crud.' Lincoln thought bitterly to himself.
Flip: "Interns assemble!"
[Lincoln and Clyde dart inside.]
Flip: "I've made my decision about which of you to promote to manager."
Lincoln and Clyde: "Who is it? Who is it?"
Flip: "Eh, you're both showin' some good hustle, but I'm going to give the edge to... McBride!"
Clyde: "Yes!"
"Well, congratulations Clyde." said Carl.
"Yeah, but in the end I didn't like receiving it." said Clyde.
"Whaddya mean?" asked Bobby. "Was it because you were competing with Lincoln?"
"That and something else." Clyde replied.
Flip: "Congratulations!" [walks out]
Lincoln: "I knew you were competing with me!"
Clyde: "Well you were competing, too! You swiped that burrito right out of my hands, burrito swiper."
Lincoln: "You're the one who was showing off with the bathroom cleaning! Potpourri? Seriously?"
Clyde: "It provides a soothing environment for our customers, and I won't apologize for that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an unlimited free Flippee cup to fill." [goes off screen, then back on] "And refill." [back off again]
"I really hate seeing best friends fight." Leni frowned.
"All of us hate it Leni." nodded Mandee.
Lincoln: [growls and enters Flip's office.] "It's not fair, Flip! I've been working just as hard as Clyde." [pushes curtain beads out of the way.] "That cup should be mine."
Flip: "I hear what you're sayin', chief. Uh, you know, I do happen to have an opening for a supervising manager. Technically the cup would go to him." [Lincoln gasps.] "But, you're gonna have to show me you deserve the gig."
"That's a thing?" asked Skippy.
"In some businesses yes, but I doubt Flip's actually does." said Lida.
Lincoln: "What do I have to do? I'll do anything!"
[Flip smiles wickedly at hearing this.]
"Why do I feel like Flip is up to something?" asked Jackie.
"It's Flip, he's always up to something." said Rusty.
[Lincoln is now feeling around the nacho cheese dispenser while feeling grossed out.]
Lincoln: "Ugh. I think I found the clog." [pulls out a dirty sock.]
Flip: "There's my missin' sock!" [takes it and wrings it off the cheese over the dispenser to save it.] "No sense in wastin' good cheese."
Everyone, even Lana, was grossed out by that.
"Seriously?! How did his sock end up in the nacho cheese machine?!" exclaimed Frida.
"And he actually put it back in?! Gross!" exclaimed Lola.
"That's one of the reasons why I don't eat the nachos from there any more unless he actually cleaned it." said Lincoln.
"Wonder what else is a walking health code violation in there." mutered Harold.
"Wait and see." Lincoln replied.
[Clyde is using his Flippee cup and enjoying an ice cold Flippee.]
Clyde: [refreshed] "Ah..."
Flip: [takes the cup] "Sorry, chief. We're doing some restructuring." [gives the cup to Lincoln] "Say hello to your new supervising manager!"
[Clyde looks on at Lincoln with disdain while Lincoln just smirks back at him.]
Lincoln and Clyde winced in guilt at their competitive faces.
"This is not going to end well." said Lucy.
[Lincoln's face is now on the Supervising Manager plague. Now Clyde is talking to Flip about this.]
Flip: "I hear what you're sayin' chief. You know, I do happen to have another position available. Senior supervising manager." [Clyde gasps] "You'd get your cup back."
Clyde: "What do I have to do? I'll do anything!"
[Flip smiles wickedly again.]
"Ok, only top-notch companies have those positions." Carlos frowned. "Low ones like Flips's shouldn't."
"Something's really fishy here." muttered Dante.
[Cut to a montage of Flip getting Lincoln and Clyde to do menial tasks for the cup. First, Clyde is cleaning out the gutters and pulls out a rat, which he screams upon seeing and falls off the ladder. Lincoln is enjoying a Flippee until Flip takes the cup away from him and gives it back to Clyde. Flip replaces Lincoln's plague with one of Clyde as Senior Supervising Manager. Lincoln is now hosing off the dumpster and hoses the inside only to be attacked by a vicious raccoon. Clyde is enjoying another Flippee, but Flip takes the cup again.]
Clyde: "Hey!" [falls out of his seat]
[Lincoln has been promoted to Executive Supervising Manager.]
"How does cleaning the gutters give him that kind of promotion?" asked Lori.
"No idea." said Mr. Grouse.
[Clyde has finished up Flip's laundry and Flip smells his underwear and nods that Clyde did a good job. Now Clyde is promoted to Senior Executive Supervising Manager.]
"Doing his laundry? Seriously?" asked Rocky.
"And that position sounds like one at a company owned by a very rich person," said Winston.
"That kind of position should be earned through something like balancing money." said Hector.
[Lincoln puts on some pine scented air fresheners from the store's inventory into his nostrils and trims Flip's toenails. The air fresheners are to keep him from getting nauseated from the smell of Flip's feet.]
Flip: "Oh, yeah. That's nice."
"Eww!" everyone gagged.
"I dunno what's worse, that or Aunt Ruth's feet!" gagged Lori.
[As Clyde is enjoying another Flippee and about to have his cup taken away from him, it's revealed that he taped the cup to his hand so Flip can't take it, but Flip cuts the tape off with some scissors, and it looks like he took Clyde's hand off as well, making him scream in terror, but it pops out and he sighs with relief.]
"Someone please wake up Mr. and Mr. McBride… again." said Mrs. Johnson.
Frida and Carlos did so.
[Now Lincoln is Executive Senior Supervising Manager. End montage.]
"That position sounds seriously made up!" said Luna.
"At this point, either you or Clyde should be in charge of the whole freakin' store by now." said Polly.
Lincoln: [with the bathroom key] "Ah, too many Flippees! Gotta pee!"
Clyde: "Wait! I have to go, too! Gimme that key!"
Lincoln: "Sorry. I got first dibs. Don't forget. I'm Executive Senior Supervising Manager."
Clyde: "Yeah, but I'm Senior Executive Supervising Manager. I outrank you."
Lincoln: "Nuh-uh!"
Clyde: "Yuh-huh! I had it first!"
Lincoln: "Come on! I'm warning you!"
[The two start fighting over the key.]
Everyone was shocked at Lincoln and Clyde fighting.
"LINCOLN!/CLYDE!" Lynn Sr, Rita, Howard, and Harold scolded, making Lincoln and Clyde jump.
"Are you guys seriously fighting over unlimited Flippies!?" Stella asked in shock.
"You two are fighting like animals, and not the kind I would see in a zoo or the wild!" Adelaide exclaimed.
Lynn then got up and started to walk around Lincoln, a teasing tone in her voice, "So, I'm the only one who's overly competitive, huh? I'm the only one who always wants to win, eh? Well, by all means, my little brother..." Lynn said, circling Lincoln, "What was that about just now? That eerily reminds me of... well, me."
Lincoln tried to defend himself with, "I-I just didn't want to be the lower in the pecking order compared to Clyde! Before you accuse me of racism, note that it had nothing to do with Clyde's skin color! It's just that... that cup looked really cool and I kinda... wanted to have it... for myself..." Lincoln broke into awkward chuckling.
Leni asked, confused, "What's a pecking order? And why does an order even need to be pecked to begin with?"
"A pecking order is a hierarchy of status seen among members of a group of people or animals, originally as observed among hens. In other words, the strongest and superior of the Gallus Gallus Domesticus, known to you common folk as the domestic chicken, is usually the one who has the most territory and usually the first one to eat and drink. The one animal who is the 'big boss', if you will. Once the strongest and superior has been declared, usually other fowl will try to compete for the spot of top dog. If the strongest falls in battle, the winner is considered the new alpha of the chickens." Lisa replied, involuntarily. "Oh, and I forgot, the alpha usually has the most breeding rights, that is to say, he has a harem of females to breed."
Lincoln continued, "Yeah, what she said. Minus the whole harem of women thing... though, I wouldn't mind that- err, just kidding!" He noticed Ronnie Anne glaring jealously, "Anyway, we were trying to one-up each other for that cup. Of course, we had a nasty case of the craps later on."
"Well either way you shouldn't have been fighting in the first place!" exclaimed Lynn Sr.
"You two are best friends, you should be there for each other!" added Howard.
"Is a job position and a freaking cup really more important than what you two have?" Rita frowned.
"I can't believe you actually let that go to your heads!" added Harold.
"We know." sighed Clyde. "Believe us, we didn't like fighting each other. And you were right, we did let the positions go to our heads. It was really stupid of us."
"But we found something really interesting..." Lincoln said, devilishly smiling like Clyde.
Everyone wondered what they meant.
Lincoln: "Let go! I had it first!"
[The fight cloud ends with Clyde pinning Lincoln to the ground.]
Lincoln: "Let go!"
Clyde: "No way, man! I've had it with you. YOU'RE FIRED!"
Lincoln: "You can't fire me! I'm firing you!"
"I'm very disappointed in you, Lincoln." Lynn said in a scolding tone.
Everyone turned to Lynn in shock thinking that she's scolding Lincoln for fighting Clyde.
"I trained you Linc, you should have been able to beat someone like Clyde in a few seconds." Lynn continued.
Hearing this everyone sweatdropped when they saw that Lynn was actually disappointed at the fact that Lincoln wasn't easily beating Clyde when the two of them were fighting.
"For the love of Godred…" sighed Chunk. (1)
[They then overhear Flip talking to someone on his phone at his car.]
Flip: "Oh, yeah. Sure, sure, sure, sure. I can go fishin'. I got two bozo interns workin' their tails off, tryin' to get promoted." [laughs] "Amazing what a kid will do for free Flippees." [laughs some more]
Everyone was shocked.
"So Flip's been playing them this whole time!" exclaimed Liam.
"Giving them stupid promotions so they'll do all the work for him!" added Carlota.
"I knew something was fishy around here!" snarled Skippy.
"That jerk!" hissed Lola.
"Scoundrel!" glared Winston.
"How dare they take advantage of them like that!" snarled Luna.
"Don't know why I'm not surprised." said Lynn Sr.
Clyde: "Holy nachos! Flip's been playing us for fools! I'm really sorry, Lincoln. I let my love of Flippees get in the way of our friendship."
Lincoln: "Me, too, Clyde. Can we please go back to being Clincoln McCloud?"
Clyde: "You know it, buddy."
Everyone smiled at the two, glad they made up.
[They hug it out and Lincoln gets an idea.]
Lincoln: "And now that we're a team again, I think I know how to spend the last few hours of our internship."
Clyde: "Updating our joint resume?"
Lincoln: [looking at one of the cameras.] "Nope. Better."
"What do you have in mind?" asked Mollie.
"Oh you'll see." Lincoln smirked.
[Later, Flip comes back from his fishing trip.]
Flip: "Oh, interns! I've got a special taxidermy job for one of you!" [holds out a big, smelly fish] "There's a promotion in it!"
"Like they're gonna do your dirty work again you cheapskate." muttered Lori.
[Enter the interns looking a little defiant.]
Lincoln: "Uh, sorry, Flip. We've done a little restructuring. And from now on, we're calling the shots."
Flip: "I think all those Flippees have given you brain freeze. Back to work, boys!"
Lincoln: "Shall we show him, Clincoln?"
Clyde: "Indeed, McCloud."
"This is gonna be good." Lynn grinned.
[They go to the counter and show the security monitor.]
Lincoln: "Thanks to our senior positions, we had access to all the store security footage."
Clyde: "And we'd hate to see this get on the internet."
[They play the footage showing Flip's actions in the store overtime.
October 15, 12:10 PM: He drinks from a carton of milk and spits it out knowing it's expired, seals it back up and puts it back in the fridge.
June 15, 4:10 PM: He scratches off all the lottery tickets that aren't winners and covers up the "loser" messages with spray paint.
September 18, 7:19 PM: He pours some of the grease from the hot dog machine into a motor oil container and stocks it up as motor oil.
October 17, 8:20 AM: He soaks his feet in the nacho cheese dispenser.]
Most of the sisters, sans Lana, were revolted at what Flip does at his store. Their faces were turning green with revulsion.
"O-M-Gosh, that is like, totes disgusting...! I... I think I'm like, gonna be sick!" Leni moaned, her face turning green.
Suddenly, a giant trashcan with no limit to how much it can hold appeared and pretty much anyone that had to puke after seeing that... disgusting footage did so. Sometimes more than once. Lori had recorded all this on her cellphone to have some blackmail, as did Lola.
Lynn Sr. yelled, "NO WONDER VANZILLA WAS WORKING FUNNY AFTER I BOUGHT THAT MOTOR OIL FROM HIM!" outraged at being swindled like this.
The younger Lynn shouted, "Ugh! SO, THAT'S WHY THE NACHO CHEESE TASTED LIKE FEET...?! What the actual hell, man?!"
Lana replied, "And, that's a problem, because...?"
"It's bad for your health and can make you sick!" shouted Luan.
"…..T-that man has no shame, decency, and has UTTER DISREGARD, FOR PERSONAL HYGIENE!" Maria shouted, mortified at Flip.
"Makes you wonder how he hasn't gotten his store closed down…" Arturo said in disgust.
Luna said, "Well, no wonder I couldn't get a winning lottery ticket from Flip's! They were always the losing..." Luna stopped her rant right there, having let slip that she buys lottery tickets underage. "Uh... I... I can explain." Luna said nervously as everyone looked at her since she admitted to underage gambling.
Lynn Sr. said, disapprovingly, "Luna... how exactly are you able to get ahold of lottery tickets, to begin with?"
Luna said, her British accent kicking in, "Uh... I dunno what you're talking 'bout there, mate! Crickey, ain't it a lovely day out here?" and starts whistling while avoiding eye contact, refusing to tell anyone about the fake ID that only she and Sam knew about.
Lisa ranted, "Does he realize how much of a health hazard of what he just did is?! That's revolting, and it's a health hazard because contaminants can invade that milk carton and spoil the milk! That could lead to dangerous diseases, not to mention food poisoning and gastrointestinal problems! I have a few phone calls to make to my associates to the Better Business Bureau once we return home... and that footage is the perfect evidence to get him sued."
Rita said, "I'm never shopping at Flip's again. End of discussion."
Flip: [turns the footage off in panic.] "Alright, enough! What'll it take for this to go away?" [begging] "I'll do anything!"
[Lincoln and Clyde smile contently.]
"Ooh I like those looks." Lola grinned.
[Lincoln and Clyde are laying back in a hammock, enjoying Flippees. When they finish them up, they snap their fingers and Flip brings them more, doing their bidding. He cleans the gutter and pulls out the rat that attacked Clyde before. He hoses all of his socks out of the nacho cheese dispenser while Clyde and Lincoln give a toast to his performance. The security camera shows him taking the trash out and getting attacked by the same dumpster raccoon that mauled Lincoln earlier, and the boys watch the monitor and laugh, thoroughly entertained. They're now enjoying their Flippees each from special manager cups.]
Lincoln and Clyde: "To Clincoln McCloud! Cheers!"
Everyone laughed, impressed by the montage.
"Well the tables have certainly turned on him!" laughed Luna.
"That's what he gets for being a jerk!" said Lucy.
"Well done you two." Albert chuckled.
Lincoln and Clyde fistbumped.
[The school bus with Lynn's team returns.]
Girl Athletes: [cheering] "WE'RE NUMBER ONE! TIME FOR NUMBER TWO! WE'RE NUMBER ONE! TIME FOR NUMBER TWO!"
Everyone glared at Lynn, who winced.
[Much later, Margo is the last to come out of the restroom.]
Margo: [relieved] "HALLELUJAH! Phew! Sorry about the mess."
"Sorry about the mess guys." Margo apologized.
"Don't worry Margo, we didn't have to clean it." Lincoln smirked.
Lincoln: "No problem. We've got people who take care of that for us. Oh, Flip!"
[Cut to Flip pouring out all the expired milk while showing some injuries from the raccoon attack.]
Flip: [upon hearing Lincoln] "What?" [angrily limps over to the restroom to clean it up only to be met with Lynn's team's unspeakable mess in sheer terror.] "HOLY NACHOS!"
Everyone burst out laughing.
"I'd say I feel sorry for Flip, but I don't!" laughed Ronnie Anne.
"Though if he wasn't there, I wouldn't have minded cleaning all that up," said Lana.
"We know." Lola deadpanned.
"That was quite the episode," said Albert.
"And now we know what kind of rotten businessman Flip is," said Persephone.
"I may be cheap with my store sometimes, I would never stoop to Flip's level." said Hector.
"Neither would I." said Carl. "And I'm not saying that in denial."
"And we literally have proof to shut him down," said Lori.
"Or at least get him to actually maintain his business better, which is highly unlikely," said David.
"One can dream." shrugged Morpheus.
As they talked, Lincoln and Clyde secretly walked near the music stage.
"Hey Clyde, I just wanna say that I am so sorry for what happened that day." Lincoln sighed. "We're supposed to be best friends and we acted competitive up to the point that we were fighting."
"I know and I'm sorry too Lincoln." said Clyde. "I hate it when we fight. If it wasn't for you entering my life, I probably would've ended up in the wrong crowd."
"And I'm lucky to have you in my life Clyde." Lincoln smiled. "While Bobby is like an older brother to me, you're closest thing I have to a same-age brother."
"And you're the closest thing I have to any sibling at all." smiled Clyde. "And hey, at least we know that Flip was swindling us."
"Even if he wasn't, let's never let such competitiveness get in the way of our friendship and brotherhood again." said Lincoln.
"It's a deal." Clyde grinned as the two shared a bro-hug.
As the two rejoined everyone, Joe's voice spoke up.
"Up next is a Lincoln and Albert episode."
"Oh boy, an episode about you and me Pop-Pop!" Lincoln said excitedly.
Albert laughed. "I can't wait to see it!"
As Lincoln sat next to his grandfather, the episode began to play.
To be continued…
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