The episode begins with a trailer for The Harvester, which opens with a dismal farmer.

"He was a humble farmer until a drought ravaged his land," the narrator said. The farmlands have dried up, and a tumbleweed passes by. "Now, he's found a new crop..." The farmer's eyes turn red with pure evil, and he begins killing innocent victims by slicing them apart with his scythe, killing them, and harvesting their organs in a cooler. "...human organs! He is..."

"The Harvester!" said J.D., in a diabolical tone, and the narrator.

J.D. laughs diabolically.

"Opens this Friday," the narrator announced.

The title of the film is bloodstained on the scythe's blade. Lincoln showed his mother the trailer on his phone. J.D. sits on the floor with Varie, Ed, Double D, Eddy, and Woody.

"Uh-uh, Lincoln, you are not seeing that movie," Rita said. "It is too scary for you. He pulls around a cooler full of organs!"

Lincoln was disappointed and groaning. "Mom!"

"You know how you get," Rita pointed out. "You'll have nightmares. You'll think something's out to get you. You're just like your father."

As she walks away, Lynn Sr. emerges from behind the sofa with a teddy bear. "That is a total exaggeration! But, on a completely different note, that trailer will never be played in this house again." He walks away, trembling in fear.

"What a coward," thought J.D.

"I love Slasher Horror Films," Ed said with a grin.

"Those kinds of movies can cause a very traumatic fear of certain aspects of the movie and make you think that," Edd explained.

Lincoln begins pleading, "Come on, Mom. I'm not a baby. I can handle it."

Rita glared at him, her hands on her hips. "'No,' is my final answer."

Lincoln looks on, disappointed.

"Great diabolical voice and laugh, J.D," Rita exclaimed.

"Thank you very much, Ms. Rita," J.D. said. "I always use a diabolical voice and malevolent laughter to give the film a horrific and scary feel. You know, to make it appear as if the Devil himself directed the film."

"That's really good," Rita exclaimed.

"When it comes to horror, J.D., you have great talent," Eddy remarked.

The Royal Woods Cinema.

J.D., Varie, Laney, Lily, Ed, Double D, Eddy, Woody, Lincoln, and Clyde are inside the movie theater.

"I'm fine with not seeing The Harvester," Clyde stated. "It looks way too scary. And now, we get to see the new Blarney movie!"

"Slasher movies aren't really my thing, Clyde," J.D. admitted.

"Mine, too," Varie agreed, shaking her head. "Those people are sick."

"They are great," Ed said, beaming.

"I'm fine with J.D.'s decision," Edd said.

"Halloween is usually when all of the scary stuff comes out, and we get some good candy," Eddy explained.

"Horror movies like that scare me," Laney explained.

"Me too," Lily agreed.

An usher is carrying some Blarney hats around. "Blarney beanies! Get your free Blarney beanies!"

Clyde's eyes widened with delight. "Ooh, free Blarney hats? I'll take two!"

Lincoln's nose was scrunched up. "One is fine."

Clyde grabs a Blarney hat and puts it on.

"Get your free Blarney beanies!" An usher exclaimed.

Lincoln began to complain. "It's not fair. My parents think I can't handle a scary movie."

Rusty, Flat, and Papa all walk into the theater showing The Harvester.

Lincoln is even more irritated. "Aw, man! Rusty gets to see The Harvester? That guy cried when a bird flew into the gym!" He then had an idea. "Maybe I should just go and not tell my parents. It's not like they'll find out."

"I don't think that's a good idea, Lincoln," J.D. warns.

"You know, Lincoln, Blarney has a song about that," Clyde pointed out. "Every time you lie / A leprechaun will cry."

Two little girls join him in singing, "A fib to Mom and Dad / Well, that's just twice as bad!"

Lincoln gives them a deadpan look. "Yeah, that decides it. I'm going to The Harvester."

"Come on, fellow Blarnadoons!" Clyde exclaimed as he and the little girls went to see Blarney while Lincoln went to see The Harvester. The doors slammed shut.

"We'll wait out here until it's finished," J.D. explained.

Varie nodded in agreement. "Good idea."

"All right," Ed said.

"That's a good idea," Edd said.

"I brought some books," Laney explained.

"Cool," Lily commented.

"Neat," Woody said.

J.D. took out his CD player. "Here's some music for you to listen to, Eddy."

"Thanks, J.D," Eddy said. He takes the player from him and listens to the music.

97 MINUTES LATER

All the movie attendants except Lincoln talk about how much they enjoyed the movie.

"The movie has to be finished," J.D. stated.

"Thank goodness," Varie exclaimed with relief.

They see Lincoln slink out of the theater, terrified, and Clyde touches his shoulder.

Lincoln begins to scream in fear. "PLEASE DON'T TAKE MY GALLBLADDER!"

Varie attempted to calm him down. "It's just us, Lincoln."

"I guess I don't have to ask how the movie was," Clyde concluded.

"Are you okay, Lincoln?" Laney asked, concerned.

"I had no idea a man in overalls could be that scary," Lincoln admitted.

"Lincoln is now in a state of total terror," Edd explained.

"I'm glad I didn't see the movie," Eddy admitted.

"That movie must have terrified you," Lily remarked.

Lincoln nodded. "It did."

"I'd say, "I told you so," but Blarney has a song about that," Clyde explained. "When someone is wrong, don't make a note / The truest friends should never ever gloat "

The little girls joined in again. Clyde and the little girls started singing, "Just cause you're the wiser- "

Lincoln interrupted him, annoyed. "DUDE! I get it."

J.D., Varie, Ed, Double D, Eddy, Woody, Lincoln, Laney, and Lily have just returned home, and Lincoln is still shaken up from the movie.

"Are you going to be okay?" Clyde asked, concerned.

"My parents cannot find out that I went to see The Har...Har...Har...you know, that movie," Lincoln explained.

Laney gave him a reassuring smile. "We're here for you, Lincoln."

"You're safe with us, bud," Eddy assured him.

"Good luck, buddy," Clyde said. "If you need me, I'm here 24/7. But not on Channel 2. That's for Blarnadoons only. Later." He goes home.

J.D., Varie, The Eds, Woody, Lincoln, Laney, and Lily enter the house.

"Hey guys, how was the movie?" Rita asked.

Lincoln became frantic. "What? I didn't see the movie!" He then calms himself and says calmly, "Oh, you mean the Blarney movie? Which I did see."

Lynn Sr. smiled. "Oh, terrific! Hey, can you go get the ceramic pumpkins? We're putting up the Fall decorations."

Lincoln nodded. "Sure, Dad. Where are they?"

"In the basement," Lynn Sr. explained.

Lincoln became terrified. "The basement?"

Lynn Sr. nodded. "Yeah, in the far back corner by the light that burned out. You know where Lana's snake went to die."

J.D. sighed. "Oh, boy."

Lincoln takes a nervous gulp and opens the basement door. He tries to turn on the light, but it doesn't work. "Seriously?"

When J.D., Varie, the Eds, Woody, Lincoln, Laney, and Lily walk down the stairs, they hear a voice, "I will get you..."

Lincoln screams. "Who said that?" He then notices he's stepped on a talking doll.

The doll said, "I will get you..." in a deep voice, followed by, "...another cup of tea," in a cheerful tone.

"Oh, that must be one of Lola's dolls," Varie remarked.

Lincoln sighs. "Get a grip, Lincoln. It's just a doll."

J.D. ignites his lightsaber to provide some light, and Lily takes the doll.

"Thanks, J.D," Lincoln said, relieved.

"No problem," J.D. replied with a smile.

When they reach the bottom of the stairs, they come across a massive cobweb.

"That's a big cobweb," J.D. commented.

When he strums it, it sounds like a harp. "Wow. It's so tight that you can play music on it like a harp." He plays a melodic tune on it, and when J.D. stops, everyone applauds.

"Great playing, J.D," Varie said, complimenting him.

"You have quite the talent, J.D.," Edd remarked.

J.D. grinned. "Not bad for someone who has never had a lesson, is it?"

Lincoln bumps into a few things, causing a hockey stick to come at him, screams, and moves out of the way. "IT'S THE HARVESTER!"

"Calm down, Lincoln. It's just Lynn's hockey stick," J.D. stated.

Lincoln notices him holding Lynn's hockey stick.

"Oh," Lincoln said, blushing slightly.

From upstairs, Lynn Sr. yelled, "Come back up, guys! I just remembered the pumpkins aren't in the basement." Lincoln returns upstairs in a hurry. "They're in the attic."

Lincoln became frightened. "The... attic?"

"You know, that far, far back corner where there are no windows or lights?" Lynn Sr. asked.

J.D. sighed. "Oh, boy."

"It's going to be one of those nights," Varie predicted.

Lincoln gulps once more. As they prepare to enter the attic, they notice one of the sisters.

"Hey Lola! Wanna go look for decorations in the attic with me?" Lincoln asked.

Lola shook her head. "No way. It's creepy up there."

"Oh, Lola, I believe this is yours." Lily handed the doll to Lola.

Lola lets out a gasp. "Raggedy! I've been looking for you everywhere. Thank you, Lily."

Lily smiled. "Anytime, sis."

Lincoln then asked his other sister, "How about you, Lucy? You might find a bat."

"I know we will, but none of them are vampires," Lucy sighed. "So what's the point?"

J.D. drew a deep breath. "All right, here we go."

They all go up, and Lincoln reluctantly follows them into the attic, where his shirt gets caught on a loose nail. "AH! THE HARVESTER'S GOT ME!"

J.D. ignites his lightsaber and sees that he got his shirt caught in a loose nail, and his shirt comes off and gets hit by a bunch of whoopee cushions. "AH! HE'S GOT MY SISTER'S COLONS, AND THEY'RE STILL FARTING!"

From somewhere in the house, Luan yelled, "STOP MESSING AROUND WITH MY WHOOPEE CUSHIONS, LINCOLN! I MEAN, I KNOW THEY'RE A GAS!" Her own joke makes her laugh.

J.D., Varie, The Eds, and Woody all laughed at her pun.

J.D. laughs. "GOOD ONE, LUAN!"

Eddy laughs. "That was really good, Luan!"

"Thank you, Eddy!" Luan exclaimed.

"Luan always cracks us up," Woody chuckled.

Ed nodded. "She certainly does."

Rita yelled from downstairs, "Guys, I just remembered! Those pumpkins aren't in the attic! They're in the garage!"

Lincoln gulps again, and they make their way to the garage.

"I've got hearts, kidneys, and ears!" someone exclaimed.

When J.D. re-ignites his lightsaber, they see Mr. Grouse tending to his garden. "Hello, Mr. Grouse. I see you're tending to your garden."

Mr. Grouse nodded. "Yep. Hearts of romaine, kidney beans and ears of corn."

"You grow a lot of good vegetables," Varie complimented him.

Mr. Grouse smiled. "Thank you, Varie."

When they open the garage door, there are no decorations to be found.

"No decorations," J.D. stated.

They made their way back into the house.

"They're not in the garage," Lincoln told his dad.

Lynn Sr. widened his eyes in realization. "Oh, that's right. They're under the porch, in that dark, claustrophobic crawl space where the walls feel like they're closing in on you the deeper you get." Lincoln gulps once more. "I'll just get them tomorrow. Sorry to make you run around, guys."

"That's alright, Mr. Lynn," J.D. said reassuringly.

Lincoln exhaled a sigh of relief. "Phew."

Later, everyone goes to bed and turns off the lights. Lincoln is making his way from the bathroom to his room.

"Well, better get to bed before Mom and Dad think of any more infested places to send me," Lincoln told the readers. He walks into his room and switches off the light. "You know, I think I'm doing better. It's been a full 10 minutes since I thought about the Har...Har...you know who I mean."

"Here Lincoln." J.D. gives Lincoln something.

"This used to be my nightlight," J.D. explained. "Whenever I was scared, I would turn it on to help me not be scared anymore."

Lincoln was grateful for the nightlight. "Thank you, J.D.," he plugs it in and turns it on. "That's..." It flashes and then burns out. "better."

"The light bulb burned out, and all of my replacement bulbs are at home," J.D. explained.

Varie groaned. "Oh, man."

The hallway light turns off as soon as he's nice and safe in his bed with the door open and the hallway light on.

"Lincoln, don't turn on the hall lights," J.D. advised.

"Let's go see if one of your sisters will let you stay with them," Varie suggested.

Lincoln nodded. "Good idea."

J.D., Varie, and Lincoln enter Lola and Lana's room. On Lola's pink side, Lincoln taps on her sleeping mask, then stretches it and snaps it over her eyes, causing her to growl and open them.

"Hey Lola, do you want to watch some of your pageant videos?" Lincoln asked.

Lola was overjoyed that he wanted to watch some videos with her. "Ah!" However, she soon became suspicious. "Okay, weird. Why would you want to do that?"

"Because I'm a huge fan of youth-oriented, glamour-based competitions," Lincoln explained.

Lola didn't believe it for a second. "Oh, cut the crud, Lincoln. What's up?"

"Okay, I saw a scary movie today, and I'm afraid to be alone," Lincoln admitted.

"He saw "THE HARVESTER," J.D. explained.

Lola's eyes widened in disbelief. "That movie? Lincoln, why would you go see that?"

"He wanted to see if he could handle it," Varie explained. "But it scared him badly."

Lola felt sorry for him. "Oh, that's a shame. Well, just go to sleep with Mom and Dad. That's what I always do."

"Uh...that isn't an option," Lincoln replied.

Lola glared at him. "Well, neither is losing my beauty sleep. Goodnight to you, sir!" She goes back to sleep, snoring.

They go to Lana's jungle side and notice that her bed is filled with various animals.

J.D. was mildly impressed. "Wow. It's as if Lana has become one with the jungle."

"Hey, Lana," Lincoln says, and the animals wake up and start growling at him. "Never mind."

J.D. roars like a lion, scaring the animals and waking Lana.

"J.D.?" Lana asked sleepily.

"I'm sorry for waking you up, Lana," J.D. explained, "but Lincoln has something to ask you."

Lana gave a quick blink. "Oh. Cool Lion roar by the way J.D."

J.D. grinned. "Thank you. Like I said with Lori, Predatory Animals are my specialty."

Lincoln took a deep breath. "Lana, I saw a scary movie and I'm afraid to be alone."

"He saw "The Harvester," Varie explained.

Lana's eyes widened. "Oh, man. That movie is scary. I'd let you sleep next to me, but Ed is with me."

They noticed Ed by Lana's bed, appearing to be awake.

J.D. apologized. "Oh, sorry Ed. We didn't see you there."

"It's all right, guys," Ed assured them. "Nighty Night."

They then proceeded to Lori's room, where they found Lori texting in her bed.

"Hey Lori," Lincoln said.

"Whatever it is, I'm busy," Lori said without looking up from her phone.

"Too busy to give girl advice?" Lincoln asked.

Lori gasps and eagerly pulls Lincoln under her covers while J.D. and Varie sit on the floor.

36 MINUTES LATER

"Okay, question 63: What does "going dutch" mean? And does it have anything to do with Dutch ovens?" Lincoln asked.

"Hmm..." Lori gasps as she hears her phone beep. "Session's over, Lincoln. I have to talk to Bobby. He started his new pizza delivery job tonight."

J.D. nodded. "Cool. Tell Bobby that we wish him the best."

Lori replied, "I will, J.D. Let me guess. Lincoln saw The Harvester."

"You hit the nail right on the head, Lori," J.D. said.

"How did you?" Lincoln asked.

"Intuition. I know you're scared, but movies like that are not real. Now I have to talk to Bobby," Lori shoves Lincoln out of her covers.

"Check it out, babe," Bobby advised. "I spelled your name with pepperonis."

The pepperoni says "LORY," which is incorrect, and the pizza slides right out of the box.

Bobby sighed. "That's coming out of my paycheck."

He now has a groggy Lynn shooting hoops in Lincoln's room. Lynn makes a basket.

"That's 52-0, you," Lincoln declared. But then he notices Lynn is standing asleep. "Dang it."

"I'll take her back to her room," J.D. explained.

He picks her up and uses his super speed to transport her back to her room.

Lincoln now leads Leni into the kitchen.

"I don't get it. If it's morning, why is it still dark?" Leni wondered, yawning.

"It's, uh...Daylight Savings Time," Lincoln explained.

Leni yawned. "Well, I love savings."

"So, what do you want for breakfast?" Lincoln asked. He takes a look in the refrigerator.

Suddenly, he hears Leni walking out the door with her backpack. "LENI!"

"I'm late for school," Leni explained. "Bye, Linky."

"Stop, Leni!" Lincoln yelled, attempting to stop her. He immediately notices a cooler and a silhouette dragging him, leading him to believe it's you-know-who. "IT'S HIM! WITH HIS COOLER FULL OF HARVESTED ORGANS!" He shut the door, and it turned out to be just Mr. Grouse and his fishing gear.

"What's the matter, Loud? Never heard of night fishing?" Mr. Grouse asks as he walks away.

Lincoln returns to his room and turns on his radio. "Clyde! Come in! I really need somebody to talk to!"

Clyde is sleep singing. "Close your eyes, go to sleep / Blarney helps you count the sheep."

"What happened to 24/7? Who else could be awake right now?" Lincoln wondered.

A short time later, a knock on the door, and J.D. and Varie go to see who it is.

Lincoln answers the door. "Bobby! Congrats on the new gig! What do you say we celebrate by splitting this pie?"

Bobby shook his head. "I wish, bro. I've still got six more houses to hit." He hands Lincoln his pizza and drops another on the floor. "Make that five."

Back in his room, Lincoln's eyes are wide open from lack of sleep, and he's now talking to the pillows he drew faces on. J.D. and Varie are sleeping with earmuffs on.

Lincoln was becoming hysterical. "Thanks for staying up with me, guys. Hey, are you cool with onions, Todd? No? How are you going to grow into a real man if you don't eat your onions, Todd? It'll put hair on your chest!" Whistling, he hears a muffled banging. "Did you guys hear that? Any volunteers to go check it out?" Because they're pillows, the pillows obviously can't volunteer. "Oh, sure. You'll eat my pizza, but when I need something, you sit there like a bunch of stuffed-" He gasps as he hears the banging again. "J.D. Wake up."

He shakes him awake. "Huh. What is it?"

They sneak downstairs with the creaking steps, grab a fireplace brush, and search the kitchen for someone.

"I'm gonna slice you right down the middle." The person laughs evilly.

Lincoln gasps and runs away, and it turns out Lynn Sr. is holding a snack. J.D. takes out a flashlight and shines it on him, revealing him to be holding a Carrot Cake.

"AHA! I caught you red-handed, Mr. Lynn," J.D. remarked. "That cake is for a school fundraiser."

"I've got a case of the munchies," Lynn Sr. admitted.

"Mr. Lynn," J.D. said sternly. "Don't make me go get Ms. Rita."

He panics, puts it back, and runs back to his bedroom.

J.D. smiles proudly and returns to Lincoln's room.

With nowhere else to turn, Lincoln goes up to his room, blocks the door with his chair, and hides under the covers.

Lincoln was trembling in terror. "There's no such thing as the Har...Har...Har..." He continued to tremble "Har" until sunrise. "...Har...Har...Har..."

When J.D. arrives at the door, he discovers it is blocked. "Boy, he's really scared."

He transforms into a puddle of water, slides under the door, and reappears.

Lincoln screams out in fear.

"Shh! Lincoln, it's me," J.D. said, trying to calm him down.

Lincoln lets out a sigh of relief. "Oh, sorry. Was that the Har... Har..."

J.D. shook his head. "No, Lincoln, it wasn't the Harvester. It was your dad trying to sneak off with your mom's carrot cake for the School Fundraiser."

Lincoln blinked at that. "Oh. Well, that's a relief." He notices the sun has risen and breathes a sigh of relief. "Well, that was the worst night ever. But, at the very least, it's over."

Lynn Sr. is working on the ceramic pumpkins in the kitchen, and Rita is checking the refrigerator. "There's the carrot cake," Rita exclaimed with relief.

J.D., Varie, Lincoln, Laney, and Lily make their way into the kitchen.

""Good morning Mr. Lynn and Ms. Rita," J.D. said, greeting them.

"Good morning, guys," Rita replied.

Lynn Sr., seeing his son, said, "Lincoln! There you are."

Rita smiled at Lincoln, saying, "Sweetie, your father and I have been talking, and we think you're right. You're not a baby anymore, and it's time we stopped treating you like one."

"Hey, look," said Lynn Sr. "If you say you're ready to see that horror movie, we believe ya."

"In fact, we bought three tickets. We're going with you," Rita explained.

Varie grew worried. "Oh no."

Lincoln was becoming extremely afraid. "The Har... Har... Har..."

Rita: "Lincoln, what's the matter?" Rita asked, concerned.

"I can't do it!" Lincoln admitted.

"Ms. Rita, Lincoln has something to tell you," J.D. explained.

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry," Lincoln said, apologizing. "I saw the movie yesterday, even though you told me not to. And you were right. I'm not ready. I was so terrified I didn't sleep all night. Please don't make me watch it again."

"I tried everything I could to help him, but he was just terrified," J.D. explained.

"I was against this idea," Laney explained.

"Me too," Lily replied.

Rita gave him a stern look. "Well, I'm not happy you saw the movie without our permission. But it sounds like you've been punished enough."

"I won't do it again," Lincoln promised.

"J.D. how come you didn't see The Harvester?" Lynn Sr. asked.

"Slasher films aren't really my thing," J.D. admitted. "Science Fiction Horror Movies are more my style. Plus, Me, Varie, the Eds, Woody, Laney and Lily waited outside the theater for Lincoln. By the way, Lincoln, how did The Harvester end?"

"There was this brutal fight in the movie between a teenage kid and the farmer and it was extremely savage. In the end, he took the farmers' scythe and cut the farmer's head off. The police arrived, and the credits rolled."

"That's a gruesome way to die," Varie said.

J.D. agreed with a nod. "No kidding. But at least the Harvester died in the end."

"I'm sorry if we revealed any spoilers," he apologized to Lynn Sr. and Rita.

"No, that's fine," Lynn Sr. replied.

"I'm glad I didn't watch that movie," Laney commented.

Lily nodded. "Me too."

THE END.