At their condominium, the Petersons were discussing going over to Jordan's house in-person for Will, Sam, and Johnny to apologize to him for assaulting him at school.
"Since you boys didn't apologize to Jordan for attacking him at school, we're gonna go over there and set things right. Sound fair?" Lance asked.
The triplets groaned, clearly bothered by their dad's idea.
"Dad, do we really have to do this?" Will asked.
"Yeah, you're kinda embarrassing us." Sam said.
"And that's not a good look for us." Johnny said.
"If you don't apologize to Jordan, then I'm grounding all three of you! Don't argue with me!" Lance yelled in a warning tone.
Taken aback, the triplets gave in. They were a bit scared.
"Okay, Dad, we'll do what you say." The triplets said at the same time.
"Excellent. Let's go then." Lance said.
The Petersons left the condo and got in the car, where Lance pushed the start button and drove off.
"Do you know Jordan's address?" Lance asked.
"Yeah, we made him tell us as a way of intimidating him once." Will said.
"Write it down on a sticky note or something and give it to me." Lance said.
Sam opened the glove box to grab a pen and some sticky notes. He then wrote down Jordan's address on a sticky note, peeled it off, and gave it to Lance.
"Thanks! Now I can type it into the GPS on my phone and we'll be good to go." Lance said.
"Just try not to embarrass us while we're there. The last thing we need is to make everything even more awkward." Johnny said.
"I'll do whatever I have to do to make sure this gets taken care of, son." Lance said.
The boys looked at each other in hopes that their father wouldn't somehow screw things up for them.
[Jordan's house]
Jordan was sitting on the sofa watching TV with mom. Then, the knocker on the door went off without warning.
"I'll get it!" Barbara said, and got up to answer the door.
"Hello?"
"Hi there, sorry to bother you, but the reason I'm here is because it's my understanding that my sons physically assaulted your son at school." Lance said.
"Oh, you must be their father. I'm Jordan's mother, Barbara." She said.
"I'm Lance Peterson." He said.
Barbara and Lance shook each other's hands.
"Anyway, my sons feel awful about the way they treated Jordan and want to make it up to him. Boys, get in here now!" Lance yelled.
The triplets reluctantly came into view.
"May we come in?" Lance asked.
"Sure, come on in!" Barbara said welcomingly.
The Petersons entered the Monroe house. They were now in their territory.
When seeing the triplets, Jordan immediately hopped out of his seat and staggered.
"What are you guys doing here?!"
"Still haven't changed much, huh Monroe?" Will taunted.
"Will!" Lance warned.
"Jordan, calm down, they just want to apologize to you for assaulting you at school." Barbara said reassuringly.
"Well, they came to our house uninvited. That's not right." Jordan said.
"Please, by all means, do not be alarmed by our presence. We're just here to make amends, that's all." Lance said.
"See, Jordan, they're not dangerous." Barbara said.
Jordan sighed. He gave in.
"Fine."
"Good! Now, Will, Sam, Johnny, isn't there something you would like to say to that young man?" Lance asked.
"Right. Listen, we're terribly sorry for beating you up." Will said.
"We were being immature idiots and there was no reason for us to be acting that way." Sam said.
"We hope you can forgive us." Johnny said.
Throughout his life, Jordan was taught to be a forgiving person and the bigger person when it came down to petty things like this. He learned that if he didn't, it would stay with him for the rest of his life, and he didn't want that.
"I forgive you." Responded Jordan.
Ecstatic, Lance clapped his hands. "Wonderful! I'm very proud of all of you!"
"Me too!" Barbara said, grinning.
"Now that this is taken care of, I promise that my sons will never ever bother you again, Jordan. Right, boys?" Lance asked.
"Right!" The triplets said at the same time.
"Good thing." Jordan said.
"Well, we'll be leaving now. Have a nice rest of your day." Lance said.
"You too." Barbara said.
The Petersons left the house and shut the door on their way out.
Barbara turned around. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"
"No, I guess not." Jordan said.
Barbara patted her son on the back, in which he gave a light smile.
"I just hope they meant what they said and not lying because their dad forced them to apologize to me." Jordan said.
"I doubt it." Barbara said.
Outside, the Petersons got back in their car and drove away.
"You boys should be glad that you owned up to your actions." Lance said.
"None of us feel like dwelling on this any longer, Dad." Will said.
"I'm just saying that actions speak louder than words. Communication is more important than physical violence." Lance said.
"I just have to ask, is one of the reasons why you made us apologize to Monroe related to Bill Johnson firing you from his studio all those years ago?" Sam asked.
Lance became stiff. "Uh, yeah, you could say that."
"I had a feeling it was true." Johnny said.
"I don't know what I would do if I, for some reason, ever came across Bill again." Lance said.
"I would kick his ass, that's what I would do." Will said.
"Yeah, that guy did you wrong, Dad." Sam said.
"As they often say, revenge is a dish best served cold." Johnny said.
"Take it easy, boys. I'm not gonna kick Bill's ass, that would be very immature on my part." Lance said.
The triplets looked at each other like, "You never know..."
When the Petersons got home, Lance walked to his bedroom and shut the door behind him. He then opened drawer to his dresser, grabbed a photo of Bill Johnson and took a good look at it. This time, he noticed something that never noticed before until now: Mr. Plotz standing next to Bill.
"I didn't know that Bill worked with Thaddeus Plotz. If the two worked together, then that means they must've been close at some point. Right now, the only thing I could do is go down to Warner Bros. and confront Plotz about it. Yeah, that's what I'll do." Lance said out loud.
After putting the photo back in the drawer, Lance left his room and walked into the living room.
"Uh, I'll be back, boys. I have to take care of some business." Lance said in a hurry.
"Okay." Will said, not paying attention.
Lance grabbed his keys and left the condo.