The Sweet Spot
The episode begins with Lincoln packing all his stuff for the road trip tomorrow.
Lincoln: Ah, road trips. That beloved tradition for families everywhere. Tomorrow, the loud family's going on a trip of our own. Sounds fun, right? Not with 13 of us packed into the family van. Or as we affectionately call it: 'Vanzilla'. (Looks down at the family van as a monster roar sound effect plays) Every seat in Vanzilla offers one kind of torture or another.
What he said is true. When he sat next to Lily, he was bombarded by beets and juice. He got caught in a crossfire between an angry Lana and Lola. And he can't sit in the front behind his parents.
Lynn Sr: Feet off the sit! (Lynn Sr looked at Lincoln through the driver's mirror with furious eyes)
And if that not bad enough, there's also the one working speaker.
Lynn Sr: Ooh, honey. It's our prom theme. Prrrrrrr!
He turns it up even louder which irritated Lincoln. Lincoln crossed out all the seats except for the first seat on the second row.
Lincoln: From my calculations, that leaves just one seat safe from it all. I call it 'The Sweet Spot.' And tomorrow, it will be mine, cause I'm gonna stake it out tonight. In case if you wondering why i said 13 instead of 15 is because my older brother Logan got his own car which he calls it: 'Jane killer.' We don't know why he chose that name but that his car. (Lincoln looked out of the hallway and noticed everyone is asleep. Well, almost everyone) There's my cue. Everyone's asleep. It's go time.
As Lincoln went to get to the sweet spot, Logan and Anastasia are still packing up for the trip.
Anastasia: I can't believe we are finally going on a road trip again! And togother too! I can't wait for tomorrow.
Logan: Me neither. Did you got everything pack up?
Anastasia: Yep.
Logan: Good. Now let get some sleep, shall we?
Anastasia: Yes, dad.
Logan and Anastasia went off to sleep. Meanwhile in Lincoln's room, Lincoln is having a hard time thinking on who is going to sit next to him.
Lincoln: Who can i trust to sit next to me? It can't be Luan.
Flashback to Lincoln sitting next to Luan.
Luan: (hits Lincoln in the face with a pillow) Airbag deployed! (She Laughs)
Lincoln: And it can't be Lola.
Switch over to Lola giving Lincoln a manicure while his hand is oddly bobbing up and down, which irritated Lola.
Lola: How still!
Lincoln: (Voice vibrating as he bobbing up and down due to the spring he's on) I can't! I'm on the spring seat!
Lincoln: And clearly not Lynn.
Switch to Lynn sitting next to Lincoln.
Lynn: Let's play Auto Attack.
Lincoln: How you play that?
Lynn: I punch you every time i see a car. (They see a car carrier carrying alot of cars on it driving by) Ooh...good timing. (She starts punching Lincoln alot each time the truck goes by)
Lincoln: I got it! Leni!
Flashback to a dazed Leni in the van from their last road trip.
Lincoln: The motion of the car always puts her in a daze, and she'll leave me alone.
Flashback ends. Lincoln went to Lori and Leni's room to walk up Leni.
Leni: (Having a fashion nightmare) Oh, scrunchies! Oh, leg warmers!
Lincoln: Leni. Leni. LENI! (shakes her to wake her up) Oh, good. You're awake. Listen. Will you sit next to me in the car tomorrow?
Leni: Sure. I mean, it's the least i could do. You did just save me from a bad fashion nightmare. (Went back to sleep)
Lincoln: Yes! (He left)
Leni: (have another nightmare) SOCKS WITH SANDALS!
Lincoln sneaked back to the Sweet Spot.
Lincoln: (On his walkie talkie) Road Tripper to Nose Bleeder. Come in, Nose Bleeder.
Clyde: Sorry, Road Tripper. I have to keep this line-
Lincoln: It's Lincoln! Operation: Seat Next To The Sweet Spot is a success.
Clyde: Excellent! (Please) So, who's sitting behind you?
Lincoln: Who's sitting behind me? (Yell in anger again. Back to his room) Ah, so many ways to ruin the Sweet Spot! All right, who can i have behind me? Definitely not Lana.
Flashback to Lana sitting behind Lincoln and shooting peas at him.
Lincoln: Can you please stop?
Lana shot a pea right in his mouth, causing Lincoln to start choking. Another flashback to a trip where Lori was behind him.
Lincoln: Definitely not Lori. She spends the whole ride texting with Bobby. Which mean...
Lori: (Gags from nausea) CARSICK! (She throws up on Lincoln and takes a picture of it) I totally have to text that to Bobby! What did i eat?
Lincoln: Hmmmmm, i guess i could ask Anastasia since she is going too. Just as much dangerous as she is, she don't really cause as much in the van, just as long she got her mp3 player.
Lincoln went up to the attic and quietly crept up to his sleeping brother and niece so he can wake up Anastasia without waking Logan because he knows how dangerous they are when having a rude awakening.
Lincoln: (Pokes Anastasia) Anastasia. Psst, Anastasia.
Anastasia: Huh? What? Uncle Lincoln? What are you doing here?
Lincoln: I need to ask you a question. Can you see behind me in the car tomorrow?
Anastasia: Sorry uncle, but i'm going to ride in my dad's car tomorrow.
Lincoln: Oh, ok.
Lincoln left the attic quiet so he won't wake up Logan.
Anastasia: I wonder why he ask me that. (Wents back to sleep)
A few minutes later, Logan and Anastasia somehow hears ruckus coming from outside.
Anastasia: Huh? What is that?
Logan: I don't know but i getting really upset by it.
Logan and Anastasia went down the attic and saw Rita and Lynn Sr looking at the window from Lori and Leni's room and joined them.
Rita: THAT IS ENOUGH!
The kids stopped fighting each other.
Logan: WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?!
Anastasia: YEAH, DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?! GET BACK IN THE HOUSE!
Rita: EVERYONE BACK TO THEIR ROOMS THIS MINUTE! I DON'T WANT TO SEE ANYONE IN THAT CAR UNTIL 7:00 AM! (rolls down the window and turns the light off)
Lori: Good luck getting the Sweet Spot now.
Everyone went back to bed as they was told to do.
Anastasia: Crazy kids. Waking me up from my beauty sleep with all that ruckus.
Logan: Don't worry about it, Sweety. Just go back to sleep.
Anastasia: Ok. Night dad.
Logan: Night.
Logan and Anastasia went back to sleep. At 6:59 am, Anastasia woke up after noticed that her dad is not there.
Anastasia: Dad? Dad. Where he go?
At 7:00 am, the other loud kids ran out of their rooms and rushed down the stairs and ran to the van only to be stopped by Logan.
Lincoln: Logan? What are you doing out here?
Logan: I am stopping you mindless nutcases from destroying the van since i know that is what you are going to do.
Lori: Please, we not going to do something like that.
Logan rise an eyebrow.
Lori: Ok, fine. We might do something like that.
Logan: What was you guys going to fight over anyway?
Lisa: We were fighting over who will get the Sweet Spot Lincoln is planning to have to himself.
Lincoln: And i would've got away with it too, if it wasn't for you meddling sisters.
Logan: So you guys were fighting over a stupid seat in the van? (They nods) Sigh in disappointment" If it will make this better, i can have some of you riding in my car with me and Anastasia.
Lincoln: We can? Yes. But only i get to pick who can ride in my car. And the ones i choose is Lincoln and Luna.
Lincoln and Luna: YES!
Lori: Wait a minute. Why pick them?
Logan: Because i can, that's why. You got a problem with that? (Knowing how upset her older brother is from being rudely awoke earlier and the Sweet Spot situation, Lori didn't say anything) I thought so. Now everyone get back in the house and wait till mom and dad wake up.
And so everyone went back in the house and waited until their parents woke up. A few days later, the loud family came back from their road trip.
Lincoln: (To the viewers) Oh man, this year road trip was the best! I glad Logan decided to have half of us ride with him and Anastasia. If it wasn't for him, we wouldn't had a road trip this year. However. (slyly) there's a Sweet Spot in the living room too. It's at the end of the couch; near the end where the bathroom is located with a great view of the TV. And it's going to be mine! (Grabs his walkie talkie) Nose Bleeder, this is Couch Potato. Operation: Snag the Sofa is a go! (He left his room with a battle cry to the Sweet Spot on the couch as his sisters probably doing the same)
