July 5th

The next morning Lori was awakened by her alarm at 6:50. She yawned then pressed the off button. She hurried to the bathroom and took only four minutes to shower, then spent quite a while putting on makeup. Lynn Sr. would wake up at 7:10 am while Lincoln at 7:15 am.

Lori wasn't very hungry so she fixed a bowl of Rice Krispies cereal for breakfast. Sometime later her father and brother were awake and by 7:40 a.m. the trio were leaving for work. Leni was leaving at 9: 30 am.

"It's really late," Rita mused when she noticed it was ten a.m. on her alarm clock. The other girls were still asleep. Rita showered and got dressed then brewed some coffee and toasted two waffles for breakfast. After breakfast she entered Lisa and Lily's room because she heard Lily fussing. Rita picked up Lily and carried her downstairs to fix her breakfast.

Minutes into the morning talk show she was watching, the front door unlocked and Lynn Sr. entered. Last night, he told Rita he changed his mind about going to work. After dropping Lincoln off at the restaurant, Lynn Sr. told Kentauro, Grant and Rudy he had urgent business at home and was taking the day off. He headed to Target to buy some items needed to store the girl's belongings. Lincoln would take the bus back home.

"You're back," Rita asked. She followed him outside to assist in unloading Vanzilla.

Luna, Luan, Lynn Jr., and Lana awoke at eleven a.m. The foursome went downstairs for breakfast after using the bathroom. Gradually the other girls woke up.

While they ate breakfast the parents entered the dining room. Everyone of Lola's pageant gowns were already placed into costume bags the evening before by Rita and stored in the attic.

"When you're finished get dressed and we'll start," Rita told them.

Lola's mattress would be stored in the attic wrapped in plastic left over from the repairs to the home when it was infested with termites. The pageant princess had grumbled that Lana was too gross to share a bed with.

"Lana you will take a bath every night," Rita had informed the tomboy.

Very soon Rita and Luna stood beside Lola's bed. The child attempted a last ditch effort to make Rita change her mind. She was wearing a light pink blouse with little stars and pink shorts.

"Mom please don't take my bed, I'll be a good girl from now on," she wailed.

"Please go and help Lana pack your toys in the plastic bins," Rita responded coolly.

The little girl walked gloomily over to Lana and began helping her sister.

Lola's treasured pageant portraits that hung on the wall next to her bed would go into another plastic container. Lynn Jr. frowned while placing her sports equipment into one of the large storage containers

"Could I at least keep the basketball?" Lynn Sr. asked her father.

"Sorry Junior if we allow you to keep one thing, your sisters will think that's unfair," was his response.

When Rita finished removing Lola's mattress with Luna's assistance, she went into Lisa's room. The girls then helped their parents put the containers holding their belongings in the attic. Somebody from the Institute that donated Lisa's science equipment and machines would arrive that afternoon to pick them up. Finally Luna's musical instruments and speakers were stored in the garage then the girls had to sweep their bedroom floors then dust the furniture.

Meeting

It was six p.m. and members of the Franklin Avenue Neighborhood Association were gathered on the Stewart's back porch. They talked amongst each other as they settled down in chairs provided.

"How is Aidan doing, Joanne?" Mrs. Hart asked Mrs. Douglas.

"Well he's still a little sore, but mentally," Joanne replied, "When I called his parents today and told them what happened they were furious."

Mr. Gary Winters, the President, stood before the medium sized gathering of disgruntled neighbors. He called the meeting on Wednesday while the neighbors were cleaning up the mess caused by the fight.

"Okay everyone, let's begin this meeting," Mr. Winters said calmly once everyone settled down.

"We have to do something about those hooligan sisters," Mrs. Hart stated with venom in her tone.

"This is such a lovely neighborhood, we shouldn't have to endure those out of control brats any longer, we have stayed silent about the matter for too long," Barbara Kramer stated.

"I agree with Barbara," Mrs. Hart concurred, "At least once a week, there's an explosion coming from over there."

"It's that genius kid of theirs that's to blame," Simon stated, referring to Lisa Loud.

"How can parents allow a child her age to handle dangerous chemicals?" he added with concern.

"My kids cannot concentrate on their homework some nights because of the screaming and fighting over there," Mrs. Hart proclaimed.

"Don't forget the commotion they make some Saturday mornings," Simon added, Some Saturdays I see the parents sitting on the porch with headphones on while the ruckus goes on inside."

Barbara added, "The girl who carries the purple guitar plays her music so loud I cannot hear the television."

"One time, I was at the supermarket and Rita was there with the two younger girls. Did you know the little genius was carrying around a plastic cup with some Q-tips and asking people to open their mouths so she could get samples of their DNA," Mrs. Stewart remarked.

Mrs. Hart gasped, "You're not serious, are you?"

"I'm serious, also Rita left the baby in the cart to get something in the same aisle and the baby began throwing tins of baked beans on the floor. Rita didn't even scold the infant she just picked up the cans and placed them back on the shelf,"

Mrs. Stewart continued

Barbara shook her head, then added her piece. "Remember when the twins were selling lemonade. The brat in the pink gown scared two people into buying some by screaming at them through that blasted megaphone."

"We were so glad when the family went on vacation Barbara and I celebrated by drinking champagne that evening," Simon admitted.

"And I could enjoy watching my novellas without being interrupted by loud booming noises," Mrs. Medina stated.

"That's what happens when you have too many children and cannot find the time to show them how to act decently," Mrs. Hart said.

"It can be done Teresa. Both my parents worked to raise seven children and they found the time to teach us to behave properly," Mr. Douglas added.

"And they allow the kids to leave their toys and bikes outside for weeks or months," a Mr. Yoshida complained.

Mr. Winters patiently allowed everyone to vent their frustrations, then began speaking again.

"All right everybody, let's get down to serious business. Any suggestions how to solve this persistent problem of the Loud children?" he asked.

"We should speak to the parents as concerned neighbors," Mrs. Stewart suggested.

"How about tomorrow evening at six-thirty. Lynn Sr. told me they eat dinner at five," Mr. Stewart said.

"All right then is everyone available at that time?" Mr. Winters asked.

Everyone was in agreement.

"We will give them an ultimatum, either discipline those children or the next time they assault someone else, we will ask them to move," Mr. Winters said vehemently.

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The sisters were in a sullen mood, having spent quite a while removing all items on their bedroom walls and packing up their hobbies under their parent's supervision. Two large Ziploc bags, one containing the teenage girl's phones and the other with the younger girl's phones were locked in Rita's suitcase in the master bedroom and Lynn Sr. placed all laptops in his suitcase the night before.

The girls attending summer school were told to pack their school bags before going to bed at seven p.m. Luna. Lori and Lynn Jr. had to clean up the kitchen after dinner.

"I can't believe we have to miss Dream Boat," Lori grumbled as they sauntered up the stairs.

"It's just reruns anyway," Luna consoled her.

"I can't believe we have to ugh, read," Lola admitted. The most pissed off sister was Lynn Jr. A soccer match she really wanted to see on TV was showing at the moment.

After changing into her night clothing, the teenager released a ferocious growl then laid on her mattress. Meanwhile Lincoln was heading downstairs to watch TV before going to bed at nine p.m.

Later…

"Stop kicking me," Lola snapped angrily at Lana. The tomboy was kick fighting in her sleep and this was the third time she kicked Lola.

"I'm going to sleep with Lisa," Lola thought angrily. She shoved the little genius aside and laid beside her, but Lisa began rattling off scientific facts in her sleep.

"Ugh this is getting ridiculous," Lola thought then decided to sleep beside Leni.