The lights turned back as the audience cheered and clapped. "And we're back with the final team of round one," Catherine said.

"Fashionable Communication!" Carol chirped, striking a pose while holding a phone.

Then, in unison, the duo said, "Good luck!"

The lights turned off and, again, a screen popped up, revealing Lori and Leni staring at the camera. Nothing unusual there.

"One is nice, the other not so much! Will their polar opposite personalities clash in a hilarious way that'll cause an uprising? Give a round of applause to Team 6: Fashionable Communication!"

The audience cheered as it cut to the shadowed stage, with Lori and Leni on the stage. Once the lights turned on, Lori put on a smile and greeted

And silent... And silent...

"Leni?"

"Huh?"

"We're on stage, you're supposed to greet the audience."

"Oh, right, sorry," suddenly, Leni put on a baseball outfit and shouted "Go Beavers!"

"Our team is called the roosters!" Lori clarified as the audience laughed out loud.

Then Leni put on a chicken costume and shouted "ba-caw!" with a cat smile. "That's a chicken! It's not the same thing!" Lori pointed out.

"It's not?"

"No!"

"Well, I'll do it right in a moment."

"Good."

"Just one question, though."

"Yeah?"

"Like, what's a rooster?"

Lori fell silent, possibly as a result of the nature of the question, and as the audience laughed, the young woman tried to come up with an adequate response, only to give up and say, "You know what? Forget it. Let's literally do our best today."

"Yeah, sounds like fun!"

"But you know, Leni?"

"Uh huh?"

"Something's been bugging me for quite a while lately."

"Are there bugs on your bed?"

The audience laughed. "That's not the context I'm trying to use."

"Do you need me to bath it in pesticide?"

"Then that would leave me without a bed to sleep in!"

"That's not true! You could always, like, sleep with me!"

"That sounds weird, I'm not gonna do that."

"Sleep with Lincoln then."

"That's even weirder!"

And as the audience laughed out loud and clapped, Lori took a deep breath and calmed down "Look, what I'm literally trying to say is, something has been bothering me lately, and that is... Well... You."

"I've bothering you?"

"Oh, you've been doing so in dozens of ways I can think of. But no, it's something related to you: More specifically, the fact that you haven't been able to pass your driver's test yet."

Leni promptly looked away and sternly said, "Well, I would've passed it already if it wasn't for a certain little someone."

"Oh come on, I already asked you to forgive me and-"

Suddenly, Leni snapped, "Lincoln!"

"Wait, what?!" Lori shouted as the audience laughed. "He was literally the first of our siblings to help you out! Why would you be angry with him?!"

"Yeah, he tried to help me, and I'm, like, grateful for that, but his methods were terrible! I mean, he tried to teach me driving using a video game!"

"Well, that's a common situation in television shows, and Lincoln watches a lot of that, so I guess he just thought it would work?"

"And then, he made up a language that made it sound like he was talking down to me, valley girl style!"

"Yeah, but that worked up until I brainwashed you through music."

"It still offended me though!"

"And it still worked," Lori sighed. "Really, if anything, It's me you should be angry at, while you own a lot to Lincoln for even trying to help you."

"Huh, you're true, I wish I knew how to pay my debt to him," Leni hummed. "I know! I'll set him up with one of my friends!"

"That's definitely gonna be seen as weird," Lori pointed out as the audience laughed some more. "I mean, it's a prepubescent boy dating an older girl! He doesn't even reach past her groin!"

"Why would he want to be taller than that?"

"That's besides the point, that's literally besides the point."

"You worry too much, look, I'll try my hardest to make it work!"

"It won't work."

"It will work."

"It won't work."

"It will work."

"It won't work."

"What part of "it will work" do you, like, not understand?!"

"The part that makes you so confident it will really work."

"Well, miss party pooper, if you're so confident it won't work, then how about we try it out? We do a skit, you'll be Lincoln, and I'll be my friend, and if we do hook up, then you have to swallow your pride and admit I was right for once!"

"...You know what? Let's do this! I'm not losing my pride for nothing!"

Leni's skit, Take 1...

Lori, wearing a white wig and Lincoln's clothing, looked around as she walked towards her date's table.

"Okay, Lincoln, just... Calm down," Lori quietly told herself. "Leni put a lot of effort into making this date a reality, the least you could do is go through with it."

Lori nodded and then she found on her date's table... Leni, dressed like Mrs. Johnson. "Greetings, Mr. Loud," Leni said in a voice trying to mimic

"Wait!"

The stage turned back to normal as the audience laughed and Lori and Leni-still with the costumes-talk to each other. "What was that all about?!" Lori scolded.

"What's wrong?" Leni asked.

"Mrs. Johnson, really?!"

"What's wrong with her?"

"You can't have Lincoln date her, she's like literally triple his age!"

"That's not true! She's triple and a half!"

"That doesn't fix the issue!" Lori pinched the bridge of her nose as the audience laughed and applauded. "Look, try to find some other girl that can date Lincoln, one that's a bit younger."

"A bit younger?"

"Like closer to his age."

"Closer to his age?"

"Yes, got it?"

"Hmm...Yup!"

"Something tells me otherwise, but oh well, only one way to find out!"

Take 2...

Everything went the same as before, only Lori encountered Leni dressed like Carol instead of Mrs. Johnson. "Hello, Lincoln-"

"Oh come on!"

Again, the stage turned back to normal as the audience clapped and Lori scolded Leni, while taking off her Lincoln costume. "Seriously?!"

"What's wrong this time? I got someone who was younger!"

"Yeah, but not only did you pick Carol Pingrey, who I loathe, but she's still too old for Lincoln!"

"Too old still?"

"She's old enough to be his sister!"

"Older than him?"

"Of course!"

"Older than me?"

"Yeah!"

"Older than you?"

"I honestly don't know, it could be a yes or a no, all I know is we're pretty close in age."

"Older than Mrs. Johnson?"

"Stop bringing up Mrs. Johnson!" Lori pinched the bridge of her nose again. "Look, how about we talk about something else?"

Leni took off her Carol costume. "Like?"

"Well, how about we go back to the driving test topic, without bringing up Lincoln on the mess?"

"Ugh, sure, if you want."

"Okay, so, being the only one of our siblings who can drive a car, I was thinking that, to make up for me sabotaging your ability to pass your driving test, I can teach you how to do so! What do you say?"

"Well, I say-"

Suddenly Leni, wearing a peacock costume, spread her butt-wings and did the peacock's call to a baffled Lori, who just said, "That's a peacock! Were you trying to look like a rooster?"

"Did I fail?"

"You still got it wrong! And you didn't even answer my question!"

Leni threw away her peacock costume. "I, like, would probably reject your offer in any other situation, but since it sounds like some good comedy could come out of it, I say we give it a shot!"

"Alright, let's hope I don't go nuts by the end of this..."

Lori's skit, take one...

Lori, dressed as a driving instructor, sat on the passenger's seat while Leni sat on the driver's seat. "Okay, Mrs. Loud, are you ready to begin your driver's test?"

"I, like, think I'm ready for this!" Leni answered.

"Excellent. Now, insert the key on the fashion slot-"

Suddenly, Leni snapped and hit Lori with a newspaper. "How dare you talk me down!"

Lori yelped and the stage turned back to normal as the audience laughed. "What was that all about?!" Lori scolded.

"You know I hate it when people talk to me like I was stupid!" Leni answered, folding her arms.

"Well, I don't see you trying to fix that!"

This earned Lori another hit.

"Okay, I deserved that one, but still, do you really think you can get away with that in the actual test?!"

"Do you really expect the driver instructor to talk to me like that?"

"Oh right, a driving instructor wouldn't talk to you in Leni," Lori sheepishly smiled. "My bad, let's try again."

"With less offensiveness, please."

"Of course..."

Take two...

Everything went the same as before, but without Lori accidentally insulting Leni in the process. So the fashionista managed to start up the car, and they drove for a moment.

"Good going, Mrs. Loud! Now take a turn to the left."

"Instructor, can I ask a question?"

"Fine, but make it quick."

"How do you turn to the left underwater?"

It was in that moment Lori realized they were underwater, and the stage turned back to normal as Lori, quite obviously, was baffled. "How did we end up underwater?! I didn't even hear the splash when we went in."

"Alas, that's because it was mysteriously muted."

"How so?"

"Lincoln!"

"Stop blaming Lincoln for everything!"

Then, wearing a parrot costume, Leni shouted "Bacaw!"

"That's not even a bird!" Lori growled. "Stop changing the subject!"

And then, changing to a happier mood, the duo said "thanks for watching everyone!" as the lights went off...

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Once the lights turned back on, Lori and Leni were standing close to the reporters as the audience clapped and cheered. "Well, there was fashion, and communication, so I guess you could say your team name did fit," Catherine remarked. "So, how do you feel?"

"I'm not necessarily happy with what Leni and Carol are doing," Lori answered, giving the pair an angry glare.

"And if you add a little avocado to it, you can make a Leni-style smoothie!" Leni said.

"We should totally open a smoothie stand! I bet with your recipes and my management, we could make a lot of money!" Carol remarked.

"That sounds, like, a great idea!"

"W-We should get the judges' thoughts before they get too into that thing," Catherine remarked. "Judges! Your judging please!"

"JUDGING!"

Same thing as before, with a little pause before revealing the scores:

Polly: Leni

Tabby: Lori

Haiku: Leni

Giggles: Neither

Maggie: A rooster.

"One point for Lori, two points for Leni, one point for neither, and one point for... A rooster?" Catherine recapped.

"Before you ask, the rooster is to let the ditz know what an actual rooster looks like," Maggie explained. "I mean, I understand it was part of the joke, but it felt so genuine, I actually grew worried she would offend somebody."

"Oh right, since the Roosters are a popular team and all that."

"Now could somebody kill the rooster and turn it into fried chicken? I'm hungry."

"Y-You don't have to say such a thing! We'll go on a lunch break after the resurrection round!" then Catherine turned to Giggles, "Anyway, judge Giggles?"

"Yeah?" the clown girl asked.

"You voted for neither Lori or Leni, why's that?"

"Well, how do I put this? Their acts didn't really get to me: I mean, I didn't exactly hate either of them, nor did I particularly enjoyed them. So, I couldn't really vote for either."

"Well, you don't need to worry, because Lori's out, and Leni goes to the next round," Catherine said as Lori went to the losers corner and Leni wandered off on her own. "Now, we will wait until it has been decided by the benefactor of this competition, Mr. B, who will be given the chance to resurrect back into the competition!"

"Until then," Carol started.

"Stay tuned for more of "The Royal Woods Comedy Grand Prix!"

"See ya!"