Luan and Lucy brought Lily to their boxy home in Burbank. Lily was amazed at some of the surroundings in it. Two nice couches. A medium sized TV. A picture of Luan and Lucy hugging each other on the wall while the former is smiling wide while the other is slightly frowning. Lily was dumbstruck at how great it looked. The house even has a backdoor garden. Luan set Lily down in front of the TV and turned on Care Bears: Welcome to Care-a-Lot. Then she and Lucy went to the kitchen to discuss things..
"Luce, this baby has been through a lot over the past year she lived," explained Luan. "She has been abused and exposed to pornography. We can't let her go through this any more."
"Sigh," said Lucy. "Are you thinking about adopting her?"
"Yes!" Luan shouted. "Those so-called parents of hers are just awful from what I'm hearing."
"Is she even telling the truth?" asked Lucy. "I mean, I'm sure a baby at her age wouldn't understand a thing."
"She told me right in front of my face," Luan said. "Right when I was getting some clothes."
"Clear as day?" Lucy pondered.
"Yes!" yelled Luan. "We gotta at least do something about it."
"Call the LAPD?" asked Lucy. "Do something with the DCFS?"
"We might as well," Luan said. "Now I happened to know someone who works for the DCFS, he's rather cool."
"Who do you have in mind?" asked Lucy.
"He's a Latino Toon and wears blue jeans, brown shoes with multiple white stripes, a black belt with a gold buckle, and a cream-colored T-shirt under a green unbuttoned shirt," explained Luan.
"Wait!" said Lucy. "You don't mean….?"
"Oh, yeah," Luan said. "Roberto Alejandro Martínez-Millán Luis Santiago, Jr., or Bobby for short."
"Luan, he isn't bright. How can we trust him over something like this?"
"Bobby and I have been old friends since middle school, Luce. You know that. We just need to do a little persuading. But we'll do it tomorrow. It's your turn to make dinner."
"Sigh," sighed Lucy.
….
Meanwhile, Lana was watching some worms do their business in the yard when Lynn Sr. called her. She ran to the living room, where Lynn and Lola were waiting.
"Kids, we got a special treat. I've got an overnight date with the woman from Lincoln's auditions. So I arranged for you three to be babysat by my date's oldest daughter," Lynn Sr. explained.
"Oh, just what we need," Lynn scoffed. "A babysitter."
"Now Lynn, after the shuffleboard incident a few months ago, we just can't risk you babysitting for right now," Lynn Sr. chided.
Lynn pouted while the twins snorted with laughter. Then there was a knock at the door. Lynn Sr. walked to the door and there stood Rita, Leni, and Lisa. Lynn Sr. and Rita said their ground rules, especially to Lisa, and they left the kids. The kids stood in for a moment with Lana recollecting a few things.
"So that woman's your mom?" she asked Lisa.
"Precisely, Lana," answered Lisa. "Rita Talley Lexy Mumy-Janicek is her name."
"That's a mouthful," said Lana.
"That's what Father said," said Lisa. "We have a lot of things to catch up on."
"Maybe you can help me with my homework?" asked Lana.
"Neh, what the heck?" Lisa shrugged. "Dangerous science experiments are prohibited here anyway."
After Leni served some of Lynn Sr.'s leftover lasagna, the kids decided to watch The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl. But when the tornado scene came up near the end of the film, Lana shivered in fright.
"Seriously, Lana? You're scared of a fake twister?" groaned Lola.
"I'm sorry," said Lana. "I hate storm scenes in movies, even these twisters from Mr. Electric."
"Are you serious?" asked Lisa. "That is the sorriest looking tornado I've ever seen in a film."
Leni said, "Girl Mario, the tornado isn't real."
"M-m-my name's Lana," Lana shivered.
"They're just created with special effects," said Lynn. "CGI, if you will."
Then the four siblings sing a song that might sound familiar.
Lisa: Well I once saw a twister pillage
A house, a block, an entire village!
It ate until he reached his fillage
But me? I stood right there!
I've seen 'em ninety stories high!
Seen ones that swim and some that fly!
But I never flinched when they blew by
'Cause us Toons don't get scared!
Leni, Lynn, Lola, and Lisa: So you'll be alright, 'cause it's make-believe!
Lynn: It's just a film that shines real bright and sprints off a screen.
Leni, Lynn, Lola, and Lisa: So you'll be alright, and quite safe too!
Leni: There's no need to be scared when a sister is there with you!
"But what about the puppy you told me about?" asked Lana
"Charles isn't in the movie," said Leni. "So don't worry."
Lisa: I've seen 'em rip, I've seen 'em tear
I've seen 'em floating through the air!
But I stood by without a care
'Cause us Toons don't get scared
Lola: It's just a bunch of movie tricks to make you think this thing exists!
Lisa: A piece of film is all it is, there's really nothing there!
Leni, Lynn, Lola, and Lisa: So you'll be alright, 'cause it's make-believe!
Lynn: It's just a film that shines real bright and sprints off a screen.
Leni, Lynn, Lola, and Lisa: So you'll be alright, and quite safe too!
Lisa: There's no need to be scared when a friend...
Leni: ...Or two!
Lynn and Lola: And don't forget your sisters too!
All: There's nothing to fear when your friends/sisters are here with you!
"See, Lana. Nothing to worry about!" Lisa exclaimed.
"Thanks, guys!" said Lana. "I feel so much better now! It's just fake. Not real. We're real. They're not."
"There you go!" said Leni. "I wonder if Linky's show would be similar to that?"
"His name is Lincoln, Leni," said Lynn. "And it probably will. Don't worry."
"I just like to call him Linky because of how cute he is," said Leni.
"He's 23, Leni," said Lynn. "I think. I honestly found his name nuts, like Lincoln 'Loud'? Did he get his name by default?"
"I'm pretty sure that's how his name is," said Lola.
"Wonder what his family is really like," said Lana. "I bet they're as cool as he is."
….
The next morning, Luan and Lucy rushed to the DCFS with Lily, and they came across a Latino Toon who looked exactly like how Luan described him. Blue jeans? Got them. Brown and white shoes? Yep. The brown skin. Yes sir. This is Roberto Alejandro Martínez-Millán Luis Santiago, Jr. Bobby for short. He was sitting at a desk waiting for the next customer. Luan walked up.
"Hey, Bobby-wobby!" she called.
Bobby perked up. "Hey, Luan! What can I do for you and Lucy?"
"Well, we have a problem involving this ragamuffin," the comedian said while Lucy held up Lily.
"Is she a distant cousin or sister?" Bobby said.
"Roberto," Lucy put in. "This is Lily…"
"Lily Oosbree DeLisle," interrupted Lily. Lucy glared at the baby.
"Anyway," Lucy continued. "She's in a crisis right now. Her parents are disgusting souls. They let her get drunk and raised her to be a disgusting little soul herself. But the twist is…"
"Lily felt bad about being like this," Luan cut out her sister. "So she ran away from home. We came across on her way to the mall and she explained everything. We thought that we could take care of her ourselves. We just need to get some papers signed about an adoption and have those garbage human beings who call themselves parents thrown in prison."
Bobby stared. "Is this a joke, Luan?"
"Bobby, would I joke about what Lily is going through!?" Luan nearly shouted. "Just help us out with this, please?"
Bobby smiled. "Of course," he said. "But we need to know Lily's details, like her date of birth, how much she weighs, her address, that kind of stuff."
Lily explained everything except the address, but she did describe her home as shabby and falling apart, like they haven't taken good care of it.
Bobby understood everything and reported everything to his boss while Luan and Lucy worked on some important papers. They were happy to do this. Lily deserved to have a better home. Now all they need to do is to get her to act less like a monster and more like a sweetheart. One member of the LAPD suggested that Lily should go to boot camp, but the two sisters cringed at that. They don't want Lily acting tougher than she already is. They decided to teach Lily themselves.
Now I want to talk about Bobby real. quick before we move on. Bobby is considered a nice guy with many jobs in his life. From mall cop to lemonade seller. But like all of our friends here in this story, he always wanted to be an actor. He loved watching romantic comedies and just plain comedies and wanted to be in one himself. He also has another someone that we'll talk about pretty soon. Anyway….
….
Clyde walked around a bend with his cookies and saw Luna playing with her guitar. She noticed the young Toon and smiled wide.
"Hey, little bud!" she called. "How've you been, man? How are your Dad and Dad? And those are some nice little cookies you got there. What flavor are they?"
"Hey, Luna," the kid smiled. "I was just walking around selling all of these cookies to everyone and I just came across your boyfriend yesterday."
Luna was shocked that Clyde met me, but didn't want to show it. blushed and rubbed her back. "Yeah, he sure is a great guy. Radical guy. Wonderful guy. Making me feel as hard as a rock. Ignore the last one but you know what I'm saying?"
"Yeah, he sure is a very nice guy and he sure likes my cookies, especially the chocolate drizzle. I mean, it is great stuff. Want one?" asked the young cook.
"Clyde, I salute you for these," Luna smiled as she took a cookie and ate it. "Good as always, bro." Then the beautiful rockstar had an idea. "Maybe you can help me get Lincoln and I closer together so I can confess my feelings towards him. He's a pretty shy dude, you see, and I'd like to take this slowly."
Clyde thought for a moment. "Maybe I can help you serenade him with some of that musical material. I know how to play the bongos alright, so that shouldn't be a major problem."
"Love the way you're thinking, brah," Luna said. "Maybe you can use those materials to get Lori, huh?" she teased.
Clyde stopped and started getting lovesick. "L-L-L-..." Luna quickly tapped him to get him to not nosebleed.
"I'm sorry I said the L name," she said. "She is too old for you anyway. So how about the rest? Will ya help me, Mr. Helping Hand?"
"S-sure," Clyde finally said. "I'll help."
"COWABUNGA!" she shouted in joy. "Lincoln Loud, prepare to get serenaded!" She ran off, came back to Clyde for another cookie, and ran off again, leaving Clyde confused.
"We haven't even said where we're gonna serenade Mr. Loud," he muttered to himself. "Oh, well. Back home I go." So he did.