When J.D. and Varie arrived at the Loud House, they went straight to Lincoln's room. They entered the room to find Lincoln dressed in a costume next to a poster of one of his favorite superheroes, Ace Savvy.
"Lincoln?" J.D. questioned, shocked to see him dressed like that.
"I'm not Lincoln today," Lincoln answered. "I'm Ace Savvy, the world's savviest crime fighter. A guy with few words and fewer feelings. Except for today, because today is the huge Ace Savvy comic book convention! YEAH!"
"Right on, I forgot that was today," J.D. responded, slapping his forehead.
"Ace Savvy must be really fantastic," Varie commented, slightly amused by Lincoln's antics.
"He is!" exclaimed Lincoln before returning to his stern demeanor. "And now for a call to my trusted sidekick," he says, pulling out his walkie-talkie and dialing Clyde, "One-Eyed Jack, this is Ace Savvy."
Clyde was dressed in his costume. "This is One-Eyed Jack. I'm just finishing up my costume, and when it's finished, I'll be keeping one eye out for crime." He pulls an eyepatch over his glasses and lets go, causing the impact to slap the lens of his glasses. "Ow!"
"Roger that," Lincoln agreed. "I'll meet you at 4:00 when it's time to.." He burst out of the door. "...deal out some justice!" He pulls out a deck of cards, which spill all over the floor. "Dang it!"
"You'll get it, Lincoln," J.D. reassured him. "It takes practice, but I think your sisters, minus Laney, would laugh at you because of your outfit. Let's fix that."
J.D. and Varie created an entirely new costume for him. Lincoln now resembles Ace Savvy.
"There, you look perfect now," J.D. said, glancing at the costume.
Varie creates a water mirror for Lincoln to examine his costume, and Lincoln is overjoyed with the results.
"This is awesome!" Lincoln exclaimed gleefully. "I look exactly like Ace Savvy. Thank you, J.D.,"
"You're welcome, buddy," J.D. said, pleased that he enjoyed it.
Outside of Lincoln's room, Lincoln's sisters were waiting for him to come out so that they could tease him about his costume.
"Okay ladies, get ready once he's out of his room," Lola told them.
"I feel bad for him wearing something as ridiculous as that," Luna said, trying hard not to laugh.
"I'm sure he can handle our teasing; after all, it's just a silly outfit," Lori assured them.
As he burst through his door, Lincoln shouted, "Ace Savvy Assemble!"
"Hey girls!" said Lola, mocking his outfit. "Get a load of this!"
"Woah..." Luna exclaimed, admiring his costume. "Rad costume, bro!"
"COOL!" Lana exclaimed enthusiastically.
"That is literally the best costume I've ever seen!" Lori agreed.
"Your costume is fantastic, Lincoln!" exclaimed Laney.
"Wait-Wait… What? Weren't we supposed to make fun of-" Lola asked, puzzled, as Lana nudged her elbow against Lola. "-Ow! "
"I can't wait to go to the convention!" Lincoln said enthusiastically. "It's my first one! A dream come true!… Were… were you guys waiting for me so that you could tease me?"
"To be honest, we were about to, but after seeing this, you sure shut us up," Luan admitted.
"Your costume is awesome, man. I mean, if you were wearing underwear outside of it, yeah...it would look lame," Lynn admitted.
"Uh yeah," Lincoln agreed, looking nervous. "I mean...totally lame, right? Hehehe."
"Me and Varie made the costume for Lincoln," J.D. explained. "We figured we could make it look 100% authentic."
"Have a good rockin' time there, buddy," Luna says as she walks up to Lincoln and pats his shoulder.
"I will, Ace Savvy," Lincoln said as he leaped towards the stairs. "Away-WOAH" He trips and falls down the stairs. "-GAH-DOH-BLARGH-UH-OW-OUCH-CRUD-DANGIT-WHYARETHERESOMANYSTAIRS?!" He lands with a thump on the ground.
His sisters had worried expressions on their faces as they looked down the stairs.
"Are you okay, bro?" Luna asked, concerned.
"I'm fine!" Lincoln yelled back. "Dad conveniently broke my fall!"
Lynn Sr. screamed in pain. "...my back...my leg...my everything."
"By the way, Laney, how's control over your powers coming along?" J.D. asked.
"They're great," Laney responded. "Thanks to Lincoln's comic books, I now have complete mastery over them. Love, as well as concentration, is the key."
"Way to go, Laney," Varie said as she congratulated her.
"You're a quick learner, Laney," J.D. said.
"I'll be with you in a second; I have to use the restroom," Lincoln said as he returned up the stairs.
"All right, we'll wait out here," J.D. said.
Lincoln entered the bathroom to use the toilet, and water poured out of it. "What the?!"
Laney came inside after hearing him scream. "What happened to the bathroom!?"
"So this is what happens when a toilet gushes water," J.D. observed.
"It's not a pleasant sight," Varie said, shaking her head.
J.D. went downstairs to inform Lincoln's sisters of the situation. "Uh, girls? We have a little problem with the toilet; it's clogged."
The other sisters rushed upstairs to see how much water there was.
"You're right!" Lori agreed. "The toilet is literally clogged!"
"But how?" Lynn inquired.
"I bet it was Lincoln!" shouted Lola, convinced it was him.
The sisters, apart from Laney, Lucy, Lana, Lisa, Lily, J.D., and Varie, all glare at Lincoln.
"What makes you think I did it?" Lincoln asked, perplexed by the accusation that he had done it.
"Perhaps because you made more clogs than a Dutch shoe factory!" Luan exclaims during a rimshot.
J.D. and Varie join her in her laughter.
"Good one, Luan. Lincoln, I'm only laughing at Luan's joke," J.D. explained.
Cut to a few flashbacks of Lincoln clogging the toilet; Flashback #1: Lincoln scrapes his disgusting dinner into the toilet.
"So long, liverwurst loaf!" Lincoln exclaims as he flushes the toilet, only to have it back up.
Lola burst in, yelling, "I'm telling Dad!"
Flashback #2: Lincoln is holding a humiliating sweater made by his mother.
"Mom, can't make me wear you if she can't find you," Lincoln says as he flushes it down the toilet, only to have it clog again.
Lola burst in, yelling, "I'm telling Dad!"
Flashback #3: Lincoln is flushing a bunch of CDs down the toilet.
Lynn Sr. yells from somewhere in the house, "Has anyone seen my CDs? I need to practice for karaoke night!"
While Lynn Sr. is practicing his singing, Lincoln flushes them down the toilet, only for the obvious to occur.
Lola burst in, yelling, "I'm telling Dad!"
End flashbacks
"All true," Lincoln agreed. "But this time, it wasn't me. I swear!"
"I believe you, Lincoln," J.D. reassured him.
"J.D., did you not recall all the times Lincoln clogged the toilet?" Lori exclaimed in surprise.
"I've been here for two weeks, and I wasn't here to witness all of that," J.D. explained.
"Oh," Lori sighed. "You have a valid point there."
"Whatever," Lola scoffed, "I still think Lincoln did it, and I'm telling Dad!"
Laney then forms a vine-encased cage around Lola.
"Hey!" Lola shouted as she tried to escape. "Laney, let me out of here!"
"Sorry, Lola, but not this time," Laney responded, shaking her head in denial.
Lincoln was angry at her. "I'm sick of you babbling me out! I'll tell dad!"
"No! I will!" yelled Lola as she shook the cage's bars. "Now let me out of here!"
"No!" Laney screamed back.
Lincoln approached his father in the kitchen and asked cautiously, "Dad?"
"What's wrong, son?" Lynn Sr. asked. "Ooh! I love your Ace Savvy costume, son. Did you make it?"
"Thank you, Dad, but no, I did not make it; J.D. and Varie did; anyway, I came here to tell you that someone clogged the toilet," Lincoln responded.
"What?!" screamed Lynn Sr. "Did you do this, Mr. Flush-My-CDs-Down-the-Can?"
Lincoln shook his head rapidly. "No! I didn't do it! I swear!"
J.D. entered the kitchen and stood up for Lincoln. "Mr. Lynn, he's telling the truth, and Laney couldn't have clogged the toilet because she only uses the bathroom to brush her hair. She told me so herself."
"That's true," Lynn Sr. conceded. "But it was done by someone. Toilets do not unclog themselves! Everyone except Lincoln and Laney is grounded until one of you confesses."
The Sisters, sans Lincoln and Laney, are displeased.
J.D. holds a plunger and asks Lynn Sr., "Do you need this plunger, Mr. Lynn?"
Lynn Sr. grinned. "Ah! Thank you, J.D."
J.D. hands it to him, but before Lynn Sr. can take it, Lana grabs it and pulls out an even heavier plunger known as Big Bertha. "Dad, forget about that lousy plunger. This is a clog of class 5. You're going to need Big Bertha!"
"Wow!" Varie said, impressed. "Lana is quite the handyman."
"When it comes to the house's interior and external plumbing, cars and boats, Lana can fix them straight up," J.D. explained.
"You're all doing the time until I figure out who committed the crime!" Lynn Sr. told the group sharply.
Except for Laney, all of the sisters complain even more.
"Big Bertha coming through!" Lana exclaimed as she entered the restroom with her father and Big Bertha.
"My sisters, on the other hand, are not serving time for this crime," Lincoln explained. "I'm going to find out who the real clogger is...in true Ace Savvy fashion!" He pulled out his cards and dropped them again. "Damn it!"
"No, Lincoln," J.D. responded, "we'll find out who that clogger is together."
"Okay, Laney, I know you're not one of the suspects because, as J.D. mentioned, you just use the bathroom to brush your hair," Lincoln pointed out.
Laney shrugged. "I have a system."
"That leaves us with ten suspects," J.D. added.
Lincoln shuffles a deck of cards and places various cards with drawings of his sisters on his desk.
"One of you is the perp... but which one?" Lincoln mused.
"Hey guys," Lucy said as she appeared out of nowhere and scared Lincoln and Laney. "I might have a tip for you."
"So, what exactly is it?" Laney asked. "Who-"
"Really?" Lincoln exclaimed, but then became suspicious. "Wait. Why do you want to help?"
"I don't care if I'm grounded. Anyway, my life is a never-ending mental prison," Lucy replied.
"So, what have you got?" Lincoln asked, ignoring her response.
"Lynn has been eating spicy meatball subs for ten days in a row," Lucy answered. "Do you know what that does to your digestive system?"
Laney was disgusted by the reminder. "Don't remind me..."
"Ew!" exclaimed J.D., repulsed by what he had just heard.
"Lynn likes spicy food as much as I do," Varie exclaimed enthusiastically.
"Great minds think alike," J.D. shrugged.
"That's disgusting, but it's also a lead!" Lincoln added. "I like your instincts, kid. Do you want to team up?"
Lucy shrugged. "Sure. I don't have anything else to do. Aside from carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders."
"You never cease to amaze us with your unwavering sense of optimism, Lucy," Laney said, amazed at her optimism.
In the kitchen, Lynn is eating a meatball sub when Lucy shines a flashlight in her face.
"Hey! What's up with the light?" Lynn asked, shielding her eyes from the flashlight.
"Lynn, why don't you admit it?" Lincoln questioned, pointing at her in acquisition. "You clogged the john."
"I think your new costume is cutting off oxygen to your brain," Lynn said, folding her arms.
"Oh, yeah? Then explain this!" He threw discarded sub-wrappers on the table. "No one can eat this many subs without destroying the plumbing!"
"Don't be so hard on your own, sister Lincoln!" Laney scolded. After that, she turned to Lynn and said, "Please disregard my partner, who has a tendency to be a little hasty. We simply want to discuss why the toilet is clogged. Did you make any stops today?"
Lynn was unimpressed as she explained herself. "Nice try, geniuses, but my favorite roller derby is on tonight, and I never bomb the bowl before a big game. It's bad luck! We won't be number one if I go to number two!"
"Gross," Lucy said, disgusted by her sister's response.
"Going to the bathroom isn't bad luck," Laney responded.
"You're really superstitious about sports, huh, Lynn?" J.D. asked
"Yeah," Lynn confirmed. "I know. I can't help myself. Ask Lisa if you want to know who plugged the porcelain. She keeps track of all of our bathroom habits. The pun was intended."
"Of course!" Lincoln shouted. "Lisa's strange poop study! Let's go see this joker!" He pulled a card from his deck, but he held up the wrong card.
"That's the 2 of Diamonds," Lucy clarified.
"UGH!" moaned Lincoln, believing he'd never master this card trick.
"Keep trying, Lincoln," Varie said, believing he could do it.
In Lisa and Lily's room, Lincoln confronts Lisa and requests a file, saying, "I need the file from last night from 1 to 4 AM."
Lisa searched for the required file. "1 a.m. to 4 a.m...Hmm. It appears to be absent."
"Huh," J.D. said, confused. "That's weird. I wonder where it went."
"Missing?" Lucy yelled. "How convenient! Clearly, you did it! The case is closed! "
"Let's not jump to conclusions too quickly, Lucy," Varie said, attempting to calm Lucy down.
Lisa scoffed. "Oh, please! I haven't used the family restroom in years! It diverts too much of my attention away from my studies. I prefer Lily's training potty."
"Well, it appears that your story is clean...but your training potty isn't," Lincoln said, slightly disgusted.
"What about Lily?" suggested Lucy. "She's always dumping her dirty diapers in the toilet."
"Aha!" exclaimed Lincoln, who slides right into it and knocks over Lily's diaper genie, revealing a plethora of pooped padding. "Nope! I'd say they're all here! That takes care of those two."
"How about Lori?" Lucy suggested.
"Of course!" Lincoln yelled. "She was quick to point the finger at me, and as the saying goes, "She who dodged it, lodged it!"
Lincoln goes to question Lori; just then, a stretch and snap sound effect is heard; Lincoln returns, revealing that Lori gave him an atomic wedgie to prove her innocence.
"Lori did not do it!" Lincoln yelled, a little sore from the wedgie.
"Watch this," said Varie, who was disappointed in Lori for what she did to Lincoln. She then shot a jet of water from her hand that smelled like rotten fish and splashed Lori, soaking her from head to toe.
"I'm all soaked, and I stink!" shouted Lori.
"Wow!" Laney gasped. "Varie, I had no idea you had water powers."
"It's one of my many water-related abilities," Varie explained. "That water I splashed on Lori smelled like rotten fish. The odor will linger for several days."
Lana, Lynn Sr., and Big Bertha are searching for the bowl's barricade in the bathroom.
"Oh! Big Bertha's got something!" Lynn Sr. exclaimed with glee.
"I wanna see! Is it something really grody?" asked Lana excitedly, and her dad handed her the object. "Paper? It's got to be something bigger than that!" She throws the paper out the window. "Move over, rookie! Some jobs require you to get your hands dirty!" Lana then takes over from her father.
The paper falls daintily as Clyde makes his way to the Loud House, and he is singing "One-Eyed Jack. One-Eyed Jack. Villains better watch their backs." Lana's discarded paper strikes Clyde's glasses. "GAH! OH, MY CRIME EYE!" He collides with the van and is catapulted into the front yard tree.
"Better start a pot of cocoa," Lincoln suggested, and then looked at his watch. "We only have two hours until the convention and five more suspects to go."
"I'd like some cocoa," Laney said.
J.D. starts a teakettle of water on the stove, and it's ready in 3 minutes. He prepares 4 cups of cocoa.
Everyone thanked J.D. for the cocoa.
Their next suspect is Luan, and she denies it. "It wasn't me! I was asleep the whole time, and I can prove it! I film myself sleeping in case I say something funny I can use in my act."
Such an occurrence is captured on video. Luan was sleep-joking. "What do you call a sleeping bull? A bulldozer!" She laughs during the rimshot.
J.D. laughs, and they cross Luan off the list before moving on to Leni. "Ooh! You wanna do an interview? Okay! My favorite color is zebra, and the secret to a great smile is..." says Leni excitedly.
They cross off Leni, who proves to be too dumb to pull off such an act, and move on to Lana. "Wish I could take the credit. I've been trying to dam up the dumper for years." Lana said.
They cross off Lana and move on to Lola. "I would never get up in the middle of the night. It disrupts my beauty sleep," Lola said.
They cross off Lola and move on to their last suspect, Luna. "I was at a rock concert, dudes," said Luna, crossing her arms.
"Prove it," Lucy said skeptically.
Luna turned on the TV to a news report from last night's concert, where she was shown chasing Mick Swagger on stage. "MICK! WAIT! I JUST WANT A LOCK OF YOUR HAIR!"
Lincoln and Lucy are just speechless at Luna's alibi.
"Yeah, that's her," confirmed Laney. "She loves that guy."
"Okay, that proves it," Lucy said, disappointed.
"Well, her alibi is solid," J.D. said.
"GAH! " screamed Lincoln. "We're running out of time, and we've got nothing!"
"WE'VE GOT SOMETHING!" Lana yelled from the bathroom, and she discovered the source of the clog. "Here's the culprit!" Outside the bathroom, she hands the item to Lincoln.
"Aha! A break in the case! "yelled Lincoln triumphantly, and he noticed the item was a book. "Princess Pony: The Touching True Story Of A Delightful Pony Who Changes The World With Her Horse Sense"
"That's a really girly book," J.D. said, looking at it.
"Who would read something like that?" Laney wondered.
"There's only one person who would read this: Lola!" Lucy spoke up.
"That lying scoundrel!" yelled Lincoln, enraged at his sister's deception.
"You guys do remember that it was just down the toilet, right?" Lana reminded them.
J.D., Varie, Lincoln, Lucy, and Laney are disgusted by the reminder and return to Lola. Lincoln kicks the door open, only for it to close on his face. He then enters normally.
"Lola, we know you did it! We discovered your book in the toilet!" Lincoln yelled as he showed her the evidence.
"Barf! That is not mine! I may be pink and girly, but I have standards! "Lola said as she folded her arms.
"She's right," Laney said, agreeing with her.
After hearing Laney agree, Lincoln was convinced she was telling the truth. "I believe she is telling the truth."
Lucy was still skeptical, saying, "I don't! She's sweating more than a vampire in the sun!"
"Vampires don't sweat in the sun, Lucy. They burn. The sun will incinerate them," J.D. explained to her.
"I had no idea about that. But let me take a run at her!" Lucy screamed and kicked Lola's tea party table over. "We know you did it! ADMIT IT! CONFESS! If you don't tell the truth...YOUR HEART WILL NEVER BE SET FREE!"
J.D. yanked Lucy away from the table. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down, Lucy,"
"Just relax, Lucy," Varie said, attempting to calm her down.
Lincoln is now holding back an enraged Lucy. "Whoa! Easy there, spooky!"
Lola looks at Laney, unfazed by Lucy's outburst. "You're cleaning that up." Laney sighed, holding out a cloth to clean up the mess. She returned to her room after cleaning up the mess.
The doorbell rings, and J.D., Varie, and Lincoln answer it. "One-Eyed Jack?"
"Sorry I'm late, Ace," Clyde apologized. "I would have arrived sooner if it hadn't been for this dastardly piece of paper that flew from your bathroom window." He showed Lincoln the piece of paper.
When Lincoln looks at the paper, he notices something familiar. "This looks like a Princess Pony page." If you don't tell the truth, your heart will never be set free. " Where have I heard that before?" He suddenly realizes those are the exact words Lucy told Lola, and he discovers who the true perpetrator is. "LUCY! One-Eyed Jack, you solved the case! Thanks to you, the city can flush without fear!"
Clyde strikes some victory poses.
"Come on inside, Clyde," J.D. instructed. "We will explain along the way."
Five minutes earlier, Laney was walking back to her room. But when she arrived, she noticed Lucy hiding something in the ceiling lamp.
"Lucy?" Laney asked in confusion.
"Laney!" Lucy yelled, surprised.
"What are you doing?" Laney asked.
"Uh, checking the bulb in the lamp..." Lucy responded nervously.
Laney was skeptical and asked, "What are you hiding?"
"There's nothing you can prove," Lucy replied quickly.
It's now the present, and Lincoln has kicked open the door, yelling, "IT WAS YOU!"
From somewhere in the house, Lynn Sr yelled, "LINCOLN! STOP KICKING THE DOORS DOWN!"
J.D., Lincoln, Varie, and Clyde entered Lucy's and Laney's room, and Lincoln said, "You're the Princess Pony lover!"
"That's absurd!" Lucy retorted.
"Then you won't mind if I search the premises," Lincoln says as he searches the room but comes up empty-handed.
"Are you finished?" Lucy asked impatiently.
"I'll be done when I'm-" Lincoln began, but paused when he noticed something on the floor. "That's an unusual shadow." He notices a clue when he looks up at the ceiling lamp. "Aha! Lisa's missing bathroom files!"
"Lynn must have placed it there! You have nothing on me!" Lucy yelled frantically as her gloomy macabre poster peeled away, revealing a Princess Pony poster from behind. "Dang it..."
"You've been lying to me the whole time! Why?" Lincoln was upset because she had lied since the investigation began.
"You might as well come clean, Lucy," J.D. said, disappointed.
Lucy re-positions the macabre poster. "I couldn't let our sisters know I read Princess Pony. You know how they are. They'd make fun of me for the rest of my life."
"So, why do you read it?" Lincoln asked, puzzled.
"Even I need a break from the darkness now and then," Lucy explained.
"So, how did it end up in the toilet?" Lincoln questioned, perplexed as to how it got there.
"The bathroom is the only place I can safely read it," Lucy sighed.
"Last night, I was reading it. And when I heard someone approaching, I panicked," Lucy explained. Lucy threw the book into the toilet and hid in the bathtub when a groggy Lincoln came by to use the toilet and flushed it; as soon as he left, Lucy escaped and saved her secret.
"Do you have a problem with sleepwalking, Lincoln?" J.D. asked, concerned.
"Not that I know of or remember," Lincoln replied, perplexed.
"But Lucy, I'd never make fun of you. Why didn't you tell me?" Laney was upset that she hadn't told her about it.
"I assumed you'd make fun of me like everyone else," Lucy explained.
"Lucy, I'm your sister. It's basically my job to be there for you. We're supposed to understand each other," Laney said, smiling slightly.
"Thanks, Laney," Lucy said gratefully.
"I would never do something like that to you, Lucy. It's not in my nature to do so. You're one of my best friends, and if you like Princess Pony, that's fine with me," J.D. stated candidly.
"Me too," Laney nodded.
"Me too, Lucy," Clyde said to her, since he would never do such a thing.
"That's fantastic, guys, but Lucy, you need to tell everyone. They still believe I did it!" Lincoln said desperately.
"But they'll tease me just as much as they tease you! You probably can handle it, but I can't! "Lucy complained.
"I'm about to miss the convention! Either you tell them, or I will!" Lincoln said heatedly.
"Sigh... I'll tell them," Lucy admitted in defeat.
J.D. stops her, saying, "No. We'll all tell them."
Downstairs, Lori and Leni are texting, Lola is fixing her hair, Lana is organizing her tools, Lynn is doing push-ups, Lisa is reading, and Luan and Luna are fighting over the TV remote.
Lori is in the dining room because she still smells like rotten fish.
"Give it back!" yelled Luan at Luna, attempting to take the remote from her.
"It's mine!" Luna retaliated with a yell of her own.
Laney, J.D., Lincoln, and Varie arrived with Lucy, who was ready to confess.
"Guys," Lucy said, grabbing their attention and revealing the book. "This is what totaled the toilet."
"Princess Pony?" Lisa exclaimed incredulously.
All the sisters started laughing at the girlish book that Lucy was holding.
"Which one of you lame-o's does that belong to?" Lynn asked with laughter.
"Certainly not me! It's so sickeningly sweet I get a toothache just looking at it!" Lisa denied.
Lisa's exaggeration terrified Leni, who wondered aloud, "Can that really happen?"
"Whoever that belongs to is gonna be the laughingstock of this house!" Luan stated.
"Yeah! They are literally worse than Lincoln!" Lori yelled.
The other sisters continue to laugh, and Lucy realizes she must face the music.
"Actually...the book belongs to me," Lucy confessed.
Luan, Leni, Lynn, Lana, Lola, Lisa, Lori, and Luna are flabbergasted, "YOU?!"
"There's a good reason for this. Just let her explain," J.D. said to them.
Lucy explained why the toilet became clogged. Lynn Sr. entered the room while speaking and was saddened by her confession.
Lucy had just finished her confession, "And there you have it. I didn't want to tell you because I was afraid you'd all laugh at me."
"Luce, I would never laugh at you. We share the same room," said Lynn, disappointed that she didn't trust her.
"Lucy, I would never laugh at my little dark angel. Everyone has their hidden hobbies," Lynn Sr. told her.
"That's right, Lucy. Some of us have secrets we'd like to keep hidden," Lori said, who was still sitting in the other room.
"Even if they're very girly," J.D. added.
"Well, you're all officially ungrounded," Lynn Sr. exclaimed cheerfully.
The other sisters cheered and celebrated their freedom.
Lynn Sr., noticing Lori in another room, asked, "Why is Lori in the dining room away from you guys?"
"Lori gave Lincoln an atomic wedgie while interrogating her, and I used my Water Powers to drench her in rotten fish-smelling water," Varie explained.
"EW!" exclaimed Leni, Luna, Luan, Lynn, Lola, and Lily.
Lana gasped, "Cool!" since she thought it was awesome.
"It's true, fellow siblings. Varie fired H2O down the hall at Lori, as seen by myself, Lucy, Laney, Lincoln, and Lily," Lisa agreed.
"It's also payback for Lola gathering everyone to tease Lincoln about his costume," J.D. explained.
"That's not very nice. Lola, you've been grounded for a week, "Lynn Sr. was displeased with her. Lola roared in anger and stomped up to her room.
J.D., Varie, Lincoln, and Clyde attended the comic book convention, and Lincoln had his book signed. Lincoln also won a special contest for the best Ace Savvy Costume, for which he received a medal and an official Ace Savvy deck of cards. The same goes for Clyde's best One-Eyed Jack costume.
Later that night, Lincoln finally perfected the card trick in Lincoln's room and yelled, "I did it!"
"All right! I knew you could do it," J.D. said, happy for him.
"Hey Lincoln," Lucy said as she entered the room, holding something in her hands. Lincoln screamed in terror when she appeared out of nowhere. "I'm glad you all had a good time at the convention, and congrats on winning that contest."
"Thanks, Lucy," Lincoln said, catching his breath.
"I've got something for you," Lucy explained. She hands Lincoln her homemade comic book, which contains many dark images.
"Lucy, this is fantastic. Have you ever considered creating your own comic books?" J.D., who was impressed, asked.
"It's not really my thing. But, thank you." Lucy shrugged gratefully.
Lucy's reprieve from the darkness was over, and Laney returned to her room, relieved that the mystery had been solved.
Lynn was thrilled. "WOO-HOO! MY TEAM DID IT! WE ARE NUMBER ONE!" She suddenly experienced severe intestinal distress. "Ooh...time it's for number two..." She dashes to the restroom.
"DAD, I THINK WE'RE GONNA NEED BIG BERTHA AGAIN!" Lana shouts as she sees Lynn enter the bathroom.
THE END.
