The show must go on, though. And I have enough to show to my esteemed audience. But it seems hijinks won't leave me behind. I guess it's a high jinx. Hahaha!
"Well, there are few tricks on my sleeves. The question is where they are? I think they might have has s-left my shirt." That punchline gains an applause from the audience. Even Lynn Sr., who is too busy browsing phone, gets a few chuckles out of it.
"Wow, Luan is doing great onstage!" Lynn Sr. admits.
But just as the performer and the audience are having a good time, Lori prepares her next scheme to sabotage Luan's performance, which involves swinging a can of paint to the stage and letting it hit Luan. Lori takes one rope from the stage curtain setup and ties a can of blue paint to have it swung. One swing, and Luan dodges it obliviously. The handle rocks the can uncontrollably that the lid becomes loose with the shaking paint.
After three more swings, the lid gets loose and blue paint starts to get splattered on Luan's back. It is as if she gets slimed by blue goo.
The audience is shocked at this stunt. But Luan, being the performer that she is, takes advantage of this prank. "Wow, I guess want to 'swing by'. But he hurled up everything while he 'can'." And of course, the audience laughs at this punchline. But Lori is not taking this lightly as proven when she prepares the next setup for her sabotage.
"If you don't mind, like the comedians I saw in TV, I might need a sit down on my stool. Can we have my stool here?" At that cue, the stage manager takes the stool from backstage and brings it to the front. "I have a lot of things that I love to show you." But just as Luan is about to sit, the stool breaks from its legs, and Luan crashes down along with it.
Cue audience laughter.
Thankfully, Luan recovers. "Well, I fell for that. I guess my chair was jealous, because it thought I chair less about it." Another punchline has been thrown with effectivity. And Lori is not happy from what she's seeing.
She sneaks away from the side of the stage and comes across Leni, who is hollering along with the gaggling audience. "Leni, proceed to the next part of the plan."
"Hold on Lori. I can't stop laughing," Leni snickers, "It's just so funny."
Lori groans at this, "I don't literally call this funny. She's ruining my chance for fame! Come on!" She then drags Leni away.
"Oh Lori, you're funny too!"
The next part of my act, as far as I remembered, Linky, was the puppet show. And I just got the stars for the next act.
Luan approaches baby Lincoln who is chewing off a broccoli toy. She catches his attention with the bunny sock puppet that is still stuck on her hand. "Hey Linky, ready for the next part of the show?"
But his eyes are still glued to the cute bunny puppet.
Thus, Luan takes advantage of it. "Hey Linky, Mr. Bunny wants to take you to my show. Can you come with me? I love to share my act with you. What do you say?"
Without any utterance, Lincoln just hugs the sock puppet.
"I take that as a yes," Luan says as the bunny. But she would not release Lincoln from the bunny.
Without any choice, the enthusiastic comedienne returns to the stage with then-infant Lincoln clinging to the puppet. The audience seems to be amused at this stunt, but completely shocks Mrs. Loud.
"Oh my gosh! Is that Lincoln? What is Luan doing? He is going to fall from clinging to that puppet!"
"Honey relax, it's all part of the act," Lynn Sr. assures, "It's not like Lincoln is hanging for dear life. Hahaha! Get it?"
Needless to say, Rita is not amused at that joke. "I think I like you better in front of your phone than you cracking jokes."
Anyway, Luan takes Lincoln to the new wooden stools onstage.
"Thank you and welcome back to the Luan Loud Hour. Now I have brought two special people onstage with me. And trust me, they have been too acute with their cuteness." The audience snickers.
"Here is my baby brother Linky. Say hi Linky!" Luan then turns the mic to her baby brother.
"Poo poo…" Lincoln utters.
"Well, I get it. You're sitting on your stool." Truly, she nails a rather clever but gut-punching joke. "What? It's not like kids' movies have a lot of poop jokes. I can't toil-erate them. Hahaha! Get it?" With Luan's drumbeat, the audience laughs even more.
"Hahaha! Toil-erate? Clever one, Luan!" Lynn Sr. praises his daughter.
"You sure you didn't tell that joke in front of our daughter's face?" Rita asks him.
"No! Why would I? Hahaha!"
Actually, dad once told me that joke. And he said it while I was still a baby. So, instead of showing his anger for my business, he just cracked a toilet pun. Me and mom were really flushed. Hahaha!
"It's not only Linky the star of this segment." Luan then shifts to voicing the sock puppet. "Hi kids and mommies and daddies, meet Mr. Bunny!"
"Hello there everyone! I'm just hopping for joy to meet you all," Mr. Rabbit says so, "Every bunny seems so happy tonight."
"So Mr. Bunny, I know you have been stuck all this time with me…"
"Was I too clingy? I didn't much carrot all." Luna gives a drumbeat.
"Man, it seems you're too comfortable with me."
"As it least I didn't tuck in with a duck. Or I will quack to many jokes from there."
"Really Mr. Bunny? You're too good at puns. It really bugs me!"
Cue Luna's ba dum tss. But this time, the kid rocker gets ejected from her seat when she strikes the cymbals, and gets thrown to the stage curtains.
"Luna, are you okay?" Luan asks her.
Surprisingly, Luna takes this awesomely, "That blew me away!" Then, the crowd roars. "Drum beat that, Mr. Bunny. Woohoo!"
"That must be a hare-raising experience she has," Mr. Bunny comments.
"Hahaha! Oh Mr. Bunny, you never fail to throw in the pun at the right moment. Hahaha! Get it?"
Then suddenly, an alternative voice comes up from the speakers that imitates Mr. Bunny's voice. "And I'm good at punning you out. Hahaha!"
But I knew, someone was trying to ruin my act. From the pranks earlier, it was the same prankster. So I went along with the stint.
"So Mr. Bunny, aren't puns too good for you…?" Luan goes along.
"Yeah, and they may make nuts dry…" the voice answers, which shocks the audience, thinking this may be part of the performance. "I mean carrots. Carrots dry. Hahaha. I love puns!"
"Uhmm you didn't say any pun," Luan utters. "In fact 'Mr. Bunny', you might need to have more pun in life. And you just need to be creative a li-rab-bit. Hahaha. Get it?!" Effectively, the audience takes a laugh out of it. "Every bunny needs a little creative spark for once."
Suddenly, the voice growls at Luan, then suddenly utters, "You are literally getting on my nerves, Luan! Carrot this for your bunny jokes! And you and your stupid Mr. Bunny jokes!"
"Wait, I know that. Nobody uses the word literally that angrier than…"
As suspected, it is Lori who is behind the botched voicing. She, Leni and Lynn device on taking over Luan's puppet stint by Lori doing the voice dubbing. On how they are able to get a mic is what Luan failed to know.
However, their mic's wire has been tracked by the stage personnel backstage. The wire leads to under the table they are hiding. With that, they literally drop the mic and escape immediately. However, the mic rolls towards a nearby amplifier that triggers a deafening feedback that shakes everyone, including Lincoln.
Thankfully, the personnel switch off the mic. But Lincoln cannot help but breakdown at the ear-splitting noise. "WAHHHHHHHHH!"
"Baby Linky, are you okay?" But Lincoln keeps wailing and wailing.
Luan tries to pacify him, "Hey Linky…"
But the infantile Lincoln sheds more tears. That is when the jokester resorts to one solution.
And off she sings, "Little Peter Rabbit had a fly upon his nose… Little Peter Rabbit had a fly upon his nose… Little Peter Rabbit had a fly upon his nose…And he flipped it, and he flopped it, and it flew right away…"
She sings again, "Little Peter Rabbit had a fly upon his nose… Little Peter Rabbit had a fly upon his nose… Little Peter Rabbit had a fly upon his nose…And he flipped it, and he flopped it, and it flew right away…"
"Altogether everybody!"
At that encouragement, the audience sings along, with Luna providing soothing percussions. "Little Peter Rabbit had a fly upon his nose… Little Peter Rabbit had a fly upon his nose… Little Peter Rabbit had a fly upon his nose…And he flipped it, and he flopped it, and it flew right away…"
Gradually, little Lincoln gets over his tears and feels lightened by the melodies which he thinks are appearing out of Mr. Bunny's fluffy snout. And for that, he reaches his arms to the puppet again.
Just the amount of cuteness makes the whole crowd roar.
"Thank you! Thank you very much for helping me clam my little brother!"
At the midst of such an optimistic crowd, Lori is not taking this lightly. "Leni, let us proceed to plan X!"
"Plan X? So, X is the next letter to B?" Leni asks back.
"No, you fool!" Lori answers back vehemently, "It means we will literally teach Luan a lesson!"
"Ooooooh! How X-citing! Hahaha! Get it?"
Lori groans at her scatterbrained sister for that. And for that, Lori prepares her evil plan of sabotage.