Act I


It was recess at Royal Woods Elementary School, and Lola Loud was in the bathroom with her friend Beth Bestie as the two little ladies powdered their noses and engaged in casual conversation.

"Ahh, another weekend gone by, and another pageant trophy for moi." Lola said aloud.

"You certainly know your way around the pageanting business, Lola." Beth said. "How many trophies have you won now?"

"Three hundred and seventy two. It would be three hundred and seventy three if that rotten jerk Lindsay hadn't screwed me out of winning the 'Miss Prim and Proper Pageant' event." Lola said bitterly.

"I wouldn't worry about it, Lola. Everyone knows you're as prim and as ladylike as they come." her friend then told her. "Well, except for maybe when you get angry." Beth then joked.

"Yeah, so? We all get anger issues, even you."

"Yes, but I think we both know which one of us handles their emotions better."

Lola then looked at her with an expression that basically said 'oh no you didn't' without the need for words.

"What? I'm just saying that you could benefit from anger management classes, Lola. I say this as a friend." Beth insisted.

"Ha, need I remind you who the rookie is when it comes to being a pageant queen and who has been mastering the art of grace and elegance since she was old enough to walk?" Lola boasted.

"I may have only done three pageants, Lola, but I'd say I've already got some of the mannerisms down as well as you have. Anyway, all I'm saying is that you've got a bit of a temper, that's all."

"Maybe, I guess that's just the Loud in me. We're all pretty capable of being aggressive when provoked."

"Hey, you don't need to start telling me about how rough families can be. Do you not remember who my sister is...?" Beth then reminded her as the two shared a chuckle.

"Oh, right. Babs Bestie is your sister. You two are so different, I keep forgetting that." Lola said.

"You know something? A true test of our grace, elegance, and ladylike conduct would be if we could influence our sisters to behave in a more dignified manner." Beth then suggested.

"Ooh, it sounds like a bet is coming on." Lola excitedly stated, the competitive side of hers quickly rising to the surface.

"How about this? There's a big formal under 18's event taking place in the Royal Woods Courtly Hall this weekend. All the most sophisticated and high status children and teenagers in town will be there." Beth proposed.

"We should really go to that!" Lola encouraged.

"Yes, and I think we should each bring a sister along with us." Beth then suggested, causing Lola to gulp nervously.

"Beth, you're my friend, but I have to ask you... ARE YOU INSANE?!"

"Now now, temper, Lola." Beth reminded her.

"Oh, right... are you insane?" she repeated, albeit with a calmer and quieter tone.

"Well, you were so confident a moment ago about how elegant, and refined, and sophisticated a lady you are, Lola. I was just thinking that if what you say is true, then maybe you could try and make those mannerisms rub off on one of your more rough and tumble siblings." Beth claimed.

Lola then reminded herself inside her head of just how rowdy and chaotic her family truly is. The noise, the explosions, the fighting, the passing of gas, the destruction of property... her siblings were not exactly the most well behaved or elegant bunch. Not to mention, some of her sisters were more uncouth than others, and Beth would be sure to choose one of her siblings least likely to fit in at such a formal gathering.

"I'm not sure about this, Beth. I mean, I love my sisters, but I happen to know that their talents do not lie in being prim or proper. Honestly, my best bet would probably be to take Lincoln and have him wear a dress." Lola told her with a deadpan tone.

"Well, if you're forfeiting already..." Beth teasingly asked her.

And with that, Lola's competitive urges were amplified tenfold. She was never one to shy away from a challenge so easily... even one as seemingly insurmountable as the one being proposed.

"OH, IT IS ON, SISTER!" she boldly declared as she offered a handshake of agreement to Beth, who firmly accepted.

"Then it's settled. You invite one of your least couthly sisters over to the party, and I'll bring Barbara along. Whichever of our sisters can keep up the act of being prim and proper the longest determines the winner of our bet." Beth declared.

"Fine by me. Oh, and to make it more interesting, how about we say that the loser has to give the winner twenty bucks?" Lola then slyly suggested.

"Make it fifty, lightweight." Beth immediately countered, showing confidence in her chances.

"Okay, if that's the way you want it."


Later that day, Lola went to see her twin sister during lunch break, who was hanging around with her dirty friends at a mud pit in the playground.

"Sup, Lols?" Lana greeted her as she saw her approaching.

"Lana, can I talk to you?"

"Sure. What's up?"

"Erm, it's probably better if we do it in private." Lola suggested.

Lana then shrugged her shoulders and walked around the corner with her sister so they could speak alone.

"What is it?" the little tomboy asked.

"Lana, I need you to do me a favour. You see, there's this formal event taking place this saturday evening that I'm going to with some of my friends, and I made this bet..."

"Woah woah woah! Steady on, Lols. I ain't going to no fancy dance!" Lana interrupted her.

"Aw, come on, Lans! My pride as a distinguished local pageant legend and lady of class is on the line here!" the girly twin pleaded. "Besides, you agreed to it when Lincoln asked you to cover for me in one of my pageant contests before!"

"Yeah, and I sucked at it!" Lana argued.

"You won!" Lola pointed out.

"Only because I stopped acting, well... like you, and started being myself again. Besides, the only reason I started wearing those sparkly towels and doing all that stuff in the first place was because Lincoln offered me Dairyland tickets to ride that new rollercoaster that came out at the time. Anyway, it doesn't matter because..."

"Look, Lana! I'll buy you Dairyland tickets, or I'll get you whatever you want, just PLEASE help me!" Lola begged her.

"I'm sorry Lols, but like I was saying, it doesn't matter because I'm busy this saturday. Lincoln and I have got a video game tournament set for this weekend, and it's probably going to run on for a while. Games about trash are a lot harder to ace than you might think."

"Can't you just cancel it?!"

"I could, but I still feel like I owe Lincoln for that time I screwed up his game. Sorry Lola, my schedule this weekend is full."

"Well that's just great! What am I supposed to do now?!" Lola angrily asked. "I made a bet with Beth that I could bring one of my least ladylike sisters down to the party and make them behave all gentle and graceful for the night, but now my tomboy twin has decided she's got better things to do!"

"Well, if that's the name of the game, why can't you just ask Lynn? She's not very ladylike, either." Lana suggested.

"Ask Lynn?! Are you nuts?!" At least with you, I can bribe you with something you want or try to appeal to your softer, caring side. With Lynn... pfft, I've got absolutely nothing to work with!" she worryingly stated.

"Why did you make this bet, anyway?" Lana then asked her.

"Oh, you know me, I can never shy away from a challenge." Lola said. "I guess you could say that is one thing Lynn and I have in common, although I regret to say that our similarities end there." Lola remarked.

"Oh, I don't know. You're both rude, aggressive, pushy, forceful, and clearly way too obssessed about winning competitions..." Lana began to say, much to her twin's chagrin. "Sorry." she awkwardly apologised once she saw Lola's angry face.

"Okay, first off, I am not rude or aggressive. I am simply a strong lady, and I'm proud of that. Second, this isn't helping. I still don't know what the heck I'm gonna do now!"


Later that day, after returning home, Lola made a phone call in her room to Beth and tried to cancel their bet...

"Hi, Beth. Listen, about that dumb conversation we had earlier, you weren't serious, right?"

"About the bet? Well, I was just suggesting it for a bit of fun. I mean, haven't you asked one of your sisters to do it yet?" Beth questioned.

"I asked Lana, but she says she's busy!"

"And what about one of your other sisters? What about Lynn? She was the one I was thinking of when I proposed to idea, anyway."

"You can't be serious! That girl doesn't have a gentle or graceful bone in her body! Besides, she'd never agree to it!" Lola hysterically argued.

"Oh yes, because MY sister is the embodiment of feminine charm and grace." Beth sarcastically responded. "Look, if you wish to forfeit the bet, then just..."

But before Beth could finish her sentence, Lola began to emit some weird unintelligible sounds of discomfort and confusion from her mouth. The idea of her losing a bet, or of her just giving up and accepting defeat... it felt wrong to her. No matter how hopeless the challenged seemed to be, she just couldn't stomach the idea of admitting defeat.

"No way, Bestie! Lola Loud did not become a pageant queen by giving up! I agreed to this bet, and one way or another, I'm going to see it through!"

"I'm glad, I was looking forward to it. It honestly sounds like we could have some fun with this little game, Lola. I'll see you at the ball..." Beth then said as she ended the call.

"...where I'll crush you!" she then said to herself with a more sinister tone, as it turned out she was taking the wager rather seriously, too.

Though her confident bravado was a little premature. Despite Beth interrogating Lola about whether or not she had asked any of her sisters yet, the truth was she still hadn't asked her own sister the same question. She walked over to her sister's room to issue the proposal, but when she opened the door, she saw Babs aggressively hammering away on her punchbag, sweaty yet pumped up with adrenaline. Needless to say, it wasn't the right moment to walk in and ask her.

"I'll come back later." she said to herself as she retreated.


Lola was doing the same thing. She walked out into the backyard, where she saw Lynn with her buddy Margo, dressed in hockey outfits and holding sticks. Except she couldn't see the puck anywhere. Instead, Lynn tackled Margo into the goal and the two had a little scuffle where they slugged each other in the gut a few times while laughing through their hockey masks.

"Ugh! Such ruffian behaviour! Why did I agree to this?" Lola asked herself before approaching her older sister.

"Hey, Lols." Lynn asked as she removed her mask. "What's up?"

"Erm, Lynn... you like challenges, right?"

"Yeah, you name the game, and I'm in." she boasted.

"Good, because I was wondering if you'd like to do me a favour and take part in a little bet between me and my friend Beth." Lola then proposed.

"Sure, what do I have to do?"

Lola then sighed heavily before coming out with it. "I need you to wear a fancy dress, go to a party with me this weekend, and be on your best behaviour the whole night."

Lynn just stood there and froze in shock, her facial expression stuck in a permanent state of surprise. Her bestie Margo then spoke on her behalf. "Wow, I think you just broke her with your suggestion there." she remarked as she waved her hand in front of Lynn's face, trying to provoke the slightest of reactions, but she did nothing.

"Okay, okay... I knew it was a long shot, I just thought I'd ask." Lola said in defeat as she began walking away.

However, she was forced to halt when her older sister suddenly blurted out the word "WAIT!"

Lola stopped in her tracks as Lynn began to speak her mind. "Look, I'm not saying I'll definitely do it, but you know me, I never just say no to a competition! But what you're asking me to do is something that's really just... not me."

"I'll say." Margo added.

"Yeah, that's the point! The challenge is for me to get you to act all graceful and dignified for as long as possible. That's all you have to do, Lynn!" Lola insisted.

"Yeah, but we both know that's easier said than done! I'm not exactly the 'graceful and dignified' type, you know that!" but as soon as Lynn finished that sentence, she sighed to herself as she knew she couldn't just decline the offer. "But it's not in my nature to just give up so easily."


Meanwhile, Beth returned to ask her own sister the exact same question once she had finished her daily training. As a slightly sweaty Babs drank the last mouthful of her protein shake whilst slouching down on the sofa, Beth decided it was as good a moment as any to propose the challenge.

"Erm, Babs, can I ask you something?" Beth politely requested, but she was interrupted when Babs finished gulping down her drink and let out a loud and powerful belch.

"Ahh... sup, sis? What is it you want?"

"I was hoping you could do something for me. You see, I've made a wager with my friend Lola, and it involves you."

"Okay, what do you need me for?"

Much like Lola, Beth sighed to herself before revealing what she wanted her sister to do. "I need you to wear a graceful and elegant dress, accompany me to a formal event this weekend, and display perfect manners for the duration of the evening."

Babs had quite a different reaction... "HA HA HA HA HA HA! Oh man, that is a good one, sis." she replied.

"Erm, I wasn't joking, sister. I mean it." Beth then clarified.

Babs stopped laughing as soon as her little sister finished that sentence. "Um, seriously sis? Do I look all elegant and girly to you?!"

"No, you really don't, but that's exactly why we're having this bet. Lola believes she can make her graceful charm rub off on one of her sisters longer than I can with you."


"So you'll do it?" a hopeful Lola asked.

"I just have a few questions that I want answered before I even consider saying yes! First off, how do we even win this dumb bet?" Lynn said.

"Like I said, the bet is between me and Beth, and just to remind you, Beth is the sister of your little sparring buddy Babs Bestie. The challenge is to see which one of you can act all couth and refined the longest." Lola clarified.

Suddenly, Lynn began to consider the possibility that she could actually pull it off. After all, she didn't necessarily have to keep up the act the whole night, just long enough to beat the other brutish ruffian, which wasn't a particularly hard task.

"I hate to break it to you, Lola, but I think we both know Lynn way too well. She may be a sucker for competitions, but there's no way she'll ever accept..." Margo went on to say, but was cut off...

"I'LL DO IT!" Lynn suddenly blurted out, much to the surprise of both Lola and Margo. "Lynn Loud never shies away from a challenge!"

"Wait, really?" Lola asked in disbelief.

"On one condition!" Lynn then said.

"What?"

"Nobody I know can ever find out about this! Not our family, not anybody! This dumb party is just a thing between a bunch of rich snobs, right? Nobody will be there that would recognise me from my school or any of my sports clubs?"

"I would highly doubt it. They're a sophisticated crowd of young ladies and gentlemen, Lynn. They would never be a part of any of your rabid fanclubs."

"Good, then I'm in. Oh, and Margo, not a word about this to any of our friends!" she then turned to her friend and instructed her.

"My lips are sealed." Margo promised.

"Okay, Lols. You got yourself a deal." Lynn said as she loudly snorted and shot a grody spit into her hand before offering it out to her sister, grossing out both Lola and Margo and causing them to wince.

Lola declined the handshake and instead remarked "Yeah, you see, that's the sort of thing you can't be doing at the party."


"Sorry Beth, but I prefer to kick butt, not kiss it. There's no way I'm doing this thing!" Babs insisted back in the Bestie household.

"Please, Barbara! I'm only asking for one little favour. I am your sister, after all." Beth pleaded.

"You're right Beth, you are my sister. There are a lot of things I'd be willing to do for you, like protect you from a bully, teach you how to fend for yourself, help you out of a tight situation... but this?! Come on, you're really not playing to my strengths with this one!" Babs argued. "Besides, I've got a macho reputation to uphold! If word got out that Babs Bestie was wearing a dress while bowing down and doing a curtsy to some bunch of snobs, that would be the end of me in this town!"

"Barbara, I'm not asking you to climb Mount Everest for me. I'm just asking you to behave yourself and actually get in touch with your feminine side... for once." Beth stated. "It's really not that big of a request."

"Yeah, it is. Honestly, I think I'd have more chance climbing Mount Everest." Babs remarked, earning her a disapproving eye roll from her younger sister.

On the verge of giving up, Beth tried one last tactic to persuade her sister's participation. "Well, I guess Lola and Lynn were right about you..." she casually said as she turned around and began walking away.

"Say what?!" a triggered Babs asked.

"Oh, it's just that Lola claims she already got Lynn to agree to this bet, and Lynn felt confident about it. She said something along the lines that she was just as rough and tumble as you are, but the difference is she also has the mental strength to persist with the charade for much longer, and that you're too weak to pull it off."

"That chump said that about me?!" an angry Babs responded. "Apparently, she didn't get the message when I laid her out back in that wrestling ring in the quest!"

"That's another thing Lola mentioned. She told me that Lynn said you were so weak that you could only take her down when you were wearing that power suit that Incognito Labs gave you. She thinks you're too much of a wimp to beat her at anything without help." Beth then told her, adding salt to the verbal wound and enraging her sister, sparking up her competitive instincts even more.

Beth had told a blatant lie to her older sister about what the Louds had said, but it was certainly an effective lie. The reaction of Babs was written all over her face. She looked livid, offended even by the idea that her rival Lynn Loud considered her in any way to be "weak".

Beth grinned as she could see that she had managed to persuade her sister to agree to the terms of the bet before Babs even opened her mouth and spoke the words "I'm in!"

At that moment, both Lynn and Babs spoke to their respective little sisters and proudly declared "I'm gonna crush the competition!"


Author's Footnote:

So, here we have the sequel to my previous FanFiction story, Double Trouble (and for people who haven't followed my work in the past, I'm talking about my previous story, not the recent season six episode of the same name. XD). Honestly, as soon as I was finished writing that story, and having established the dynamic between Lola and Beth as well as Babs and Lynn, I immediately thought of this story as the plot and jokes just wrote themselves in my head.

As things are going, I intend to upload chapter two within the next week at some point, not entirely sure how many days it will be. Like with my last few other stories, this will be a three-chapter long FanFiction. After this story is done, I may propose some other ideas for potential future stories, though like I've mentioned previously, my focus is shifting towards my other big project.

Keep an eye out for the next chapter in a matter of days.