Here it is! The 100th chapter! This is a parody of one of my favorite Spongebob episodes: Mimic Madness. This one was pretty fun to write and I recommend watching this episode if you haven't seen it. More chapters will be on the way, which should be updated faster now. With that said, please enjoy.

Another beautiful day at Lynn's Table. Lynn Sr. is in his military hat and is holding a swagger stick, and the Loud kids are standing at ease (including Lori, who is taking the weekend off from college). The kids are helping out in the restaurant today. "All right, Loud crew, I want to remind you all that you're representing Lynn's Table-the best family restaurant you'll ever have the privilege of serving!"

Lincoln's face is painted orange and is wearing a foam hand with #1 on it. "Whoo! You tell 'em, Dad!" He ripped his shirt off. "Bring it to Lynn's Table! Yeah!"

Lynn Sr. whipped his face. Lucy is wearing a smiling mask. Lynn Sr. whipped the mask off of Lucy as she appeared to be sleeping. The goth blubbers. "Bring it to somewhere…"

Lynn Sr. jumped on the table. "Open the doors and let the consuming commence! I'll be in the kitchen making the Lynn-sagnas." He laughed and headed to the kitchen.

Lori imitated her father. "I'll be in the kitchen making the Lynn-sagnas."

The other kids laughed at Lori's impression of Lynn Sr. However, their dad heard it and popped up in front of Lori, startling her.

"I heard that, Lori!"

"Uh-oh! Busted!" Lola said.

"It wasn't an insult, Dad!" Lori said nervously. "It was a—a—a—a tribute. Haven't you ever heard of "imitation is the sincerest form of flattery"?"

"So that was a compliment?"

"Exactly. It's my homage to you and your love for cooking."

Lynn Sr. lightened up. "Well you got me there. I do love cooking." He giggled. "You know me so well, Lori."

He walked back to the kitchen and Lori sighed in relief. "Whew. That was a close one."

"Yes, it was a very close one, Lori. Close and warm." Lincoln said and his eyes widened. "Dad was really flattered by your imitation."

"Already forgot about it."

Lincoln ran up to the window and looked at various people passing by the restaurant. "Imitation plus flattery equals happy people." The white haired boy got an idea.

A man and his kids are sitting at a table. Lincoln served a plate of burgers to the kids.

"Whoa, okay. Everybody, come on now." The man said to his rowdy kids. "Settle down, time to eat your patties."

Lincoln imitated him. "Whoa, okay now. Everybody, settle down, time to eat your patties." Then he spoke in his normal voice. "Huh?"

The kids laughed, but the man looked infuriated. However, he does like it. "Wow, that's just like me!" He laughed too.

Lincoln took a bow and walked off while the man's kids continued to laugh.

"I said eat your patties!" The dad said angrily. He pounded on the table and the kids frightfully ate their meals.

Lisa came up to her brother, holding a potion. "Elder brother, I witnessed your impressions and I have the perfect formula to spice them up."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, this is a shape shifting potion. When consumed, It allows you to turn into the person you want to imitate."

"Oh really? I guess I'll give it a try...wait, are there any side effects?"

"Negative. Not all my potions have side effects."

Lincoln took the test tube and drank the fizzy yellow liquid. It tasted weird. Then Lincoln's head shape shifted into Lisa's, surprising the little genius. He still had his white hair but he also had Lisa's hairstyle, then did an impression of her. "According to my calculations, this potion is a success."

Lisa chuckled. "That's precisely what I was going to say."

Lori and the other sisters took notice of Lincoln's new appearance as they were shocked as well.

"Lisa, what did you do?" Lori exclaimed.

"I gave Lincoln a shape shifting formula in addition to his imitations."

Then Lincoln turned into Lori and imitated her. "Yeah, like literally."

Everyone laughed, even Lori. Lincoln turned back to normal and walked back to the kitchen.

"Oh swoon. This imitation stuff really works. Look out world!" His face morphed into a handsome man, and he spoke in a voice similar to the narrator from Powerpuff Girls. "I'm gonna flatter your socks off!" His teeth glimmered.

Leni was at a table eating a salad. Lincoln sneaked up to her and giggled, then morphed into her and did an imitation of her. "Hey there, Leni."

"What? Oh, hey Leni. What's up?" The ditzy blonde was oblivious to the fact that Lincoln was doing an impression of her.

Lincoln continued to imitate Leni. "I'm like, totes ready to go shopping at the mall."

"That sounds good to me, "me."

Lincoln morphed back to normal. "Ah, it's just me, Leni! Fooled ya!" He laughed, then Leni laughed.

"You can't fool me, "me." That's the worst Lincoln impression I've ever heard."

Lincoln laughed, but then became confused. "Wait, what?"

Lynn is making a meatball sub. "Hmm, this sub is missing something."

Lincoln popped up next to the athletic and morphed into her, then he did an impression of her. "How about some hot sauce? I've got the iron gut, baby!"

Lynn laughed. "Nice impression of me, Stinkoln!"

Lola was looking at herself in the mirror, making some faces. Lincoln came up to her and morphed into her. He imitated her next. "Mirror mirror in my hand, I'm the prettiest one in this land."

Lola smiled at him. "That is so me!"

Lincoln bowed and walked off. Outside, Lisa and her arch rival Lena were seated at a table playing chess, even though they were enemies.

"Checkmate, Lena."

"Dang it. I'm a child prodigy but I can never beat you in this blasted game!"

Lisa looked smug. "It takes skill."

Lincoln showed up and morphed into Lisa, then imitated her. "You are indeed my worst enemy, Lena!" Then Lincoln formed another head that resembled Lena. "Same to you, four eyes!"

Lisa impression: "I use science for good."

Lena impression: I use science for evil!"

The real Lena had processed what was going on. "Lisa, you gave him a shape shifting potion?"

"Exactly. I figured I'd add something extra to his impressions. He did a fantastic job with me. He nailed you too Lena."

"It was okay. He got my face and white hair right, but that voice was terrible."

Lincoln morphed back to normal. "Oh, those impressions are making everyone so happy! I can't stop doing them! I can't..I won't." He morphed into Lily. "Poo-poo."

80,000 impressions later…

Inside Lynn's Table, Mr. Grouse has just ordered food and Lincoln morphed into him. "Nice business, Loud!"

Mr. Grouse was not amused. "Would you please stop imitating me? It's starting to get very annoying." He walked off.

Lincoln then walked up to a teenage boy with messy hair, seated at a table and morphed into him.

"Hey, can I get some napkins, please?" He asked.

Lincoln imitated him. "Oh, you want some napkins, please?"

"Stop it! Stop imitating me! For the love of mercy, shut your talented mouth!" The teenager ran out of the restaurant.

"Ok, bye! Yep, everybody still loves it." He sighed in content. He spotted Lucy and Lola at the counter. He morphed his head into Lucy and imitated her. "Siiiiiiigh."

"I don't sigh that much." Lucy said, getting annoyed.

Lincoln morphed his head into Lola's again and imitated her. "Are we having fun, Lola?" He laughed and walked into the kitchen.

"Oh, that's it!" Lola said in annoyance. "I can't stand the perfect impression of me anymore! I never thought I'd say this, but I'm tired of looking at myself. I'm out!" Lola left.

"Boy, Lincoln is really getting out of control with his impression obsession." Luan said. The other sisters agreeing. Lynn Sr. popped out of his register, startling the girls.

"Right you are, Luan. Lincoln has lost touch with reality. I've seen it before. They call it: the "mocking mimicry madness.""

Lincoln sneaks up behind with his head morphed into his father. He imitated Lynn Sr. "The mocking mimicry madness." Lincoln laughed. His dad screamed and hid in the cash register.

"Lisa, how long does that potion last?" Lori questioned.

"I'm assuming it'll last until the end of the day...or until Lincoln needs to use the bathroom." Lisa answered.

"Well I guess we'll have to wait and pee for ourselves!" Luan laughed at her pun. Lincoln's head morphed into her and he imitated her.

"Get it?" He laughed, but Luan frowned.

"Hey, I was going to say that."

At the Loud house, the family (except Lincoln) are gathered in the living room where Lori had started a meeting. "All right, remember guys, this is an intervention, so we need to make sure that above all, Lincoln knows how much we all care about him."

"You're right, sis." Luna agreed. "All he needs is love."

"And Lisa, you need to stop using potions on your siblings." Rita said sternly.

"Yeah, this is worse than the time you gave him that abrasive pill." Lola pointed out. (Ch 81)

"My apologies, dear family." Lisa said with guilt.

"Spread out!" Lynn Sr. ordered. "Alright, family, Lincoln needs us!"

"Yeah!" The Louds agreed.

"And more importantly, I need him...to stop imitating my customers!"

"Right guys, that's the spirit!" Lori said encouragingly. The family headed up to Lincoln's room and Lori knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's us, Lincoln!"

Lincoln opened his door. "Hey, did you guys come to hear more impressions?"

Luna began to speak. "Uh, actually Lincoln, we-"

"Hold on, Luna." Lincoln morphed into her and did an impression of her. "What's up, bro?"

Luna looked annoyed.

"Lincoln, we need to talk." Lana said.

Lincoln morphed into Lana and imitated her. "Can we talk over some mud pies?"

"Lincoln, this is serious." Rita said sternly.

Lincoln morphed into her and imitated her. "You stop that right now, young man!"

Lori slapped him.

"Ow…"

"Sorry Lincoln, but you should just be yourself."

"Ok, I'll try." Lincoln strained himself and his head morphed into four people: Clyde, Ronnie Anne, Albert, and Mr. Grouse. He imitated all four of them. "Hi buddy. Hey lame-o. Hiya kiddo. Go away."

The family was creeped out by this.

"Why?!" Leni exclaimed, terrified.

"Lincoln, this is getting out of hand." Lori said nervously. "Please return to normal."

Lincoln struggles to get his head back to normal. "I'm trying, Lori, I'm trying!"

"You can do it, Lincoln." Lynn Sr. encouraged him. "Just concentrate, and it'll all come back to ya!"

The boy took a deep breath and struggled to revert himself to normal. His family cringed in fear. Lincoln's head morphed into various characters and he imitated them. "You little twerp! Lynn-sanity in the house! Shut up! No, you shut up! Socks with sandals, Eww! I have no time for this tomfoolery! I said eat your patties! I will rule you!" Lincoln spoke normally as his head was messed up. "I can't do it! I'm a freak! A freak!" He imitated Lena. "I'm a freak!"

Lisa couldn't help but chuckle. "Ha! Good one!"

Lincoln, with his completely deformed face, ran out of his house, crying. His family came out as well.

"Lincoln, wait!" Rita called, but Lincoln was gone.

"Well, that went well." Lucy deadpanned, earning glares from her family members.

It's nighttime. Lincoln is hiding in a dark cave where his body is morphed into an owl. Then he began to sing.

"Who?, Who?, Who?, Who? Who?, Who?, Who?, Who? Who... am I? [morphs into a question mark] Who am I? [morphs into the Loud house] I just can't remember. [morphs into Girl Jordan] Who am I? [imitates Girl Jordan] I just can't recall. [morphs into handsome man and imitates him] Who am I to sing this somber song? When you've got eleven heads, there's something wrong. [morphs into his sisters] Who am I? [imitates his sisters] Please tell me. [normal] Who am I? [imitates his sisters] Do you know me? [morphs into a woman] My name could be Clementine [morphs into man] or it could be Stan. [morphs into two Lincolns] I just can't recognize myself. Am I the man with the plan? [imitating his family in a barber shop quintet] Man with the plan! [normal] Who am I? [morphs into Mayor Davis] I have a right to know. [normal] Who am I? Am I friend... [morphs into Lena Shroud and imitates her] or foe? [normal] I have so many features. It makes it hard to tell. I don't know what my first name is. But my faces ring a bell. [imitates Rusty] Who am I? ' [bell dings] '[imitates Liam] Who am I? '[bell dings] '[imitates Zach] Who am I? '[bell dings]'[imitates Clyde]'[bell dings]' Who am I? [normal] Who am I? [phone rings] Hello-o-o?"

Caller: "Hello? Who is this?"

"I... don't... kno-o-ow..."

As Lincoln's song ended, his face shriveled. Then his family showed up.

"The tear trail leads right in here." Lynn Sr. pointed out.

"There he is!" Leni spotted him, and the others spotted him too. Lincoln groaned as his family ran up to him.

"Are you alright, Lincoln?" Lori asked with concern. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Lincoln morphed into the letter B. "B."

"That's not even a number." Lisa stated.

"I know you're in there somewhere, little bro!" Luna said.

Lincoln morphed into a telephone. "We're sorry, the person you are calling—Lincoln Loud—has been disconnected or is no longer in service."

"Okay guys, Lincoln literally imitates whoever he hears, so we've all got to imitate him to help him remember who he is." Lori explained.

Luan pulled out a paint bucket with white paint. "This should help! Everybody paint your hair!"

The Louds did so, even Lola, who hesitated at first.

"What a great plan." She muttered sarcastically.

Lori imitated Lincoln first. "I'm a white haired geek."

Lana imitated him. "I read comics in my undies!"

Luan intimated him. "I have buck teeth, but they're not as big as Luan's!" She covered her mouth in shock. "Oops."

Lynn Sr. imitated him. "Ace Savvy is the best superhero ever!"

Lola did an imitation. "Dad, can I have 20 bucks for that, uh, new video game?"

"Sure thing, son. Here you go-" Then Lynn Sr. realized Lola was tricking him. "Nice try, Lola. I already gave you your allowance this week."

"Dang it."

"Nice impression though."

Lincoln's head is becoming much more messed up than before.

"It's not working, guys!" Lori groaned.

"Then we need to combine our efforts and do an impression of Lincoln all at the same time!" Lisa instructed. "Okay, all together now!"

The family all imitated Lincoln, chanting one of his phrases. "Man with the plan! Man with the plan! Man with the plan! Man with the plan! Man with the plan!"

Lincoln's face continued to go out of control, until he reverted himself back to his normal state. "I'm the man with the plan! I remember! I know who I am! I am Lincoln Loud, and yes, I do like reading comics in my undies!"

His family cheered.

"Thanks guys, you're the best family a guy with memory loss could have. It sure feels great to just be yourself. Doesn't it, guys?"

"It sure does, bro." Luna said.

"So did that potion finally wear off?" Rita asked. Lincoln tried to morph, but couldn't.

"I think it did."

"Well, thank goodness." Lori said.

"Now let's get out of here." Lynn Sr. said and the family headed out of the cave. As they walked home, something came to Lola's mind as she grabbed her white painted hair.

"By the way Luan, this paint isn't permanent, right?"

"Don't worry, it's not." The prankster said assumingly. "Hopefully…"