Reversal of Fortune: Chapter 37: The Kids Aren't Alright

About 20 minutes after leaving the Loud House, Lucy found herself walking down Starley Avenue. Here, two synth notes, the second one a semitone lower than the first, could be heard being played over a booming bass beat before being interrupted by a hand clap. This was followed by 2 soft drum beats and another hand clap. Then, three consecutive loops of two slightly off-beat synth notes followed by a hand clap at the end of each cycle played. This cycle repeated itself, blaring through the neighborhood as Lucy forlornly walked to the front door.

When Lucy saw a pale yellow ranch-style house with a greenish-blue brick finish roof and maroon brick chimney with the number "1885" next to the house's front door, she muttered to herself, "Sigh, this is it."

Lucy then walked along the paved walkway and up the cold, grey, concrete steps before knocking on the door.

Within seconds, Rocky opened the door with an unamused look on his face. He blankly said, "Lucy."

Lucy replied, "Rocky."

Rocky invited Lucy, "Come on in."

As Lucy walked through the front door, any hope she had of having a peaceful, quiet stay immediately vanished when she and Rocky heard Rusty nasally rapping:

Go, go, go, go, go, go
Go Rusty, it's my birthday

Lucy assured Rocky, "I'll go talk to him."

Out of embarrassment, Rocky pleaded with Lucy, "Don't!", but by that time, she had already turned around to follow the music. Rocky shook his head as he heard his older brother gradually fall off the beat:

I finna party like it's my birthday
I finna sip a Flippie like it's my birthday
And you know I don't give a fuck it's not my birthday

As Lucy walked towards the door to Rusty's bedroom, Rusty's nasally, off-beat rapping of the first rendition of the chorus made her internally cringe. Every step caused her sense of horror and secondhand embarrassment to grow:

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look, Mollie, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

Already internally cringing, Lucy decided to politely knock on the door, hoping to mercifully stop the performance:

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look, Mollie, I got the X if you into takin' drugs

Since Rusty's rap showed no signs of stopping, Lucy decided on a more aggressive approach and slammed the door with her fists. This got Rusty's attention:

I'm into... Oh! Coming!

Rusty quickly turned off the music before running to the door and slamming it open. A completely naked Rusty flashed a dopey smile at an already-horrified Lucy. As if that wasn't enough, purple paint appeared to be dripping from his body, with a track of purple paint following his apparent footsteps through the room. While tracking the paint's path through Rusty's bedroom, Lucy saw the unholy grail: a crude painting of Mollie sitting atop an easel that had been finished up to Mollie's purple stockings. To top off the wretched sight, Lucy caught a brief glimpse of similar paintings of Girl Jordan and Sadie off to the side that appeared to be finished.

As Lucy understood the full implications of the scene in front of her, her stomach rumbled in disgust. Then, Lucy shrieked in genuine terror before beelining through the hallway to look for the nearest bathroom that she could find. As Lucy desperately slammed doors open, one of which was Rocky's bedroom and the other of which was Rodney's bedroom, Rusty chased her down the hall, continuing to track purple paint through the house's main hallway.

Rusty begged, "Yo, chillax, baby! I know you can't resist this irresistible Romeo Savage charm! Come slide into my DMs, and we can Netflix and chill – but only if you can handle the heat! Wink, wink!", as he continued to chase Lucy through the house.

Finally, Lucy mercifully found a bathroom, and slammed the door shut, causing Rusty to run right into the door frame and cry, "OWW!" He then tried to pass it off by nasally singing, "I mean, 'OW!' Yeah!", but Lucy wasn't paying any attention.

Lucy quickly slammed the toilet seat down and grunted to let some of her disgust at Rusty out as she did her business. However, Rusty knocked on the door and called out to Lucy, "Hey gyal dem, mi be di realest dawgy dawg, so don't skylark, and come whine up yuh waist to di wickedest RoSav vibes!"

Although Rusty wasn't particularly loud, Lucy still felt the urge to cover her ears and cringe at his comments. She quickly tried to shoo Rusty away by telling him, "Clean yourself up and put some clothes on first, Rusty!"

Rusty responded, "Who's Rusty?"

Lucy deadpanned, "You!"

Rusty informed Lucy, "I don't know no Rusty! It's Romeo Savage in the house, dawg!"

Lucy repeated herself, "Rusty, please put some clothes on," only to receive no response from Rusty.

Lucy sighed, "OK. Romeo Savage, please put some clothes on."

Rusty chirped, "Sure thing, Luce! Anything to please the lovely ladies!", before scampering off to do just that.

When Rusty slammed the door shut to his room, Rocky peeked through the hallway and exhaled to himself, "Phew, coast is clear."

He then walked to the bathroom door, knocked on it, and cried, "Lucy! Lucy! Are you OK?"

Lucy muttered, "Don't. Talk to me right now."

Rocky groaned and facepalmed to himself, "Dang it, Rusty," before sighing, "Sorry, Luce. I'll leave you alone."

A few minutes later, Lucy flushed the toilet and exited the bathroom. The moment she did, she she heard Rusty rapping over a Middle Eastern-sounding synthesizer beat:

Yeah… I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go ahead, girl, don't you stop
Keep goin' until you hit the spot, whoa

Lucy internally cringed, but followed the noise. To try to coax him out, she knocked on the door and told him, "Uh, Romeo Savage? I need to talk to you."

The music immediately stopped before Rusty opened the door. This time, Rusty greeted Lucy in a gaudy, purple pimp-like suit. It had a price tag attached to its side that seemingly read "$4999". However, a closer inspection of said price tag revealed Rusty crossed out the dot, meaning its actual price was 49 dollars and 99 cents. Rusty also sported a golden pimp cane with a purple end, black sunglasses, purple dress shoes decorated with black leopard prints, a long gold chain around his neck with an obnoxiously large faux gold-plated dollar sign at the end of it, and a horrendously mismatched leopard-print fedora that still had its original price tag of 99 cents attached to it.

Lucy groaned in annoyance, "What are you doing?"

Rusty explained, "Yo, Principal Huggins told me I'm off the hizzle fo' shizzle fo' 'Fraud Marley' if I rap a lil' somethin' somethin' and get jiggy wit' it when the peeps come through for ta'morrow's anti-bullying assembly, ya 'nah mean?" While ending his sentence, Rusty attempted to flash his left palm downward to look like a gangster, but merely caused himself to nearly trip over his own outfit instead.

Lucy deadpanned, "Didn't the other kids jump you the first time you tried something like this?"

Rusty protested, "Bitch, the world wasn't ready for Rasta Rusty, Mon. I was goin' easy on 'em, ya know what I'm sayin'? Bein' a real nigga to Clyde & shit. But I've been plannin' an epic comeback, and now, thanks to Principal Huggins, Ima take over the game! So a man had to show those peeps some sicker threads on some present moment shizz! I'm gonna be a walkin' fashion statement, sayin', Romeo Savage is in da House!' Ya dig, diggy-dawg?"

Rusty attempted to use his fingers to make gang signs while explaining himself to Lucy, but ended up bending his fingers to the point where they hurt, so he asked Lucy, "Umm, a little help here?"

Lucy sighed and shook her head before untangling Rusty's hands, freeing him. Rusty gasped before hugging Lucy and profusely thanking her, "Yo, you're a real one!" While doing so, Rusty also sniffed Lucy's hair and smiled to himself, "Mmm… earthy."

At Rusty's remarks, Lucy quickly pushed Rusty away and groaned, "Why are you doing this?"

Rusty explained, "Chillax, babe. It's a business opportunity! One that will lead to bigger and better tings, ya 'na mean?! On Christmas, Ima drop my first mixtape on EarStream: Rusty gets the Ho Ho Hoes! Ima have girls lined up to be my cover models, and Royal Woods' finest bitches finna be all on the cover in them sexy Santa outfits! Ima be drippin' in bitches, so watch me!"

Rusty then tried to dab while yelling a high-pitched, "OWW!", like James Brown. However, Rusty ended up hitting himself on both the eyes and nose with his forearm, causing him to yell a more genuine, nasally, "Oww!" that sounded like an "eh" whine where Rusty's voice also cracked.

Lucy facepalmed, "Please don't do this."

Rusty, however, ignored Lucy's concerns and beckoned to her, "If you think music's the only thang on my mind, think again! Follow me!"

Lucy shook her head and groaned to herself before following Rusty into his room, who was doing an exaggerated swaggering walk to get there. When the two kids finally reached the easel in Rusty's room, Rusty's pants dropped, revealing his polka-dotted boxers. Neither Rusty nor Lucy paid it any mind, out of excitement and secondhand embarrassment, respectively.

Rusty then told Lucy, "See, Romeo Savage finna be more than a rapper. I'm tryna be the youngest person in history to start an art empire, babe! Peep these paintings right here!"

Lucy then managed to get a good look at the nearly-finished painting of Mollie hanging on an easel and the finished paintings of Girl Jordan and Sadie on the floor beside it. At first glance, the paintings looked like Lola and Lana's finger paintings from school. Lucy had seen the girls depicted on the paintings, and felt so mortified for them that she instinctively put her hands on her heart. At the same time, a tiny part of Lucy felt oddly touched by the paintings.

Lucy then got a closer look at the paintings, and noticed some wet markings still on the canvases. Against her better judgment, Lucy reminded Rusty, "That's… good… but your paintings still have some wet spots on them. You should clean them up."

Upon being reminded of the wet spots, Rusty remembered, "Oh yeah, those!" He then sniffled, "You know, Luce, those paintings were s-sexy enough to make a grown man cry!", before bursting into open tears of joy.

Lucy decided to watch Rusty cry for a few seconds before slinking off to Rocky's room. Lucy knocked on the door and squeaked, "Uh… Rocky… I'm ready to come in."

Rocky opened the door with a deadpan look on his face and asked Lucy knowingly, "Too much?"

Lucy nodded, "Yup. Too much."

Lucy then walked into Rocky's room and shut the door. Rocky then complained, "He hasn't been listening to anyone ever since Clyde became the most popular kid in school. Speaking of Clyde, what's that guy's deal, anyway? He goes away for a week, comes back with a Jamaican accent, and now, everywhere he goes, he's surrounded by basically every girl in school. They don't even try to hide it!"

Lucy shook her head, "Tell me about it. My sisters & I would've used Clyde to try & find Lincoln ever since we last saw him in school, but we can't because our view of him is just blocked by all the girls he's surrounded by. Lincoln's other… shall we say… acquaintances that we know of are also getting shooed away by all those girls, so we have no idea of how to even try to get to Lincoln." She then sighed, "I just hope he's OK."

Rocky huffed in envy, "With all those girls surrounding those two boys, he's probably doing way better than you or your sisters could ever dream of."

Lucy sadly sighed, "You're right. It's a shame we couldn't give him that kind of love and appreciation… you know… before he left."

Rocky gasped, "Left? What do you mean, left? I mean, I've been hearing some things around the hallways, about him being in the hospital and whatever, but I had no idea he's left!"

Lucy sighed, "I should probably tell you guys everything. Also, since Rusty and Lincoln seem to be friends, maybe I should tell him, too. And maybe if he can talk, we can find him and bring him home."

Rocky gave Lucy a quizzical look before sighing, "Alright. But if I see a naked Rusty again, you're on your own."

Lucy nodded, "Deal," before the two left the room and walked back to Rusty's bedroom door. By this time, Rusty had seemingly gone back to normal, as another synth-based beat boomed out of his room.

Lucy knocked on the door, "Umm… Rusty?", causing the music to immediately stop.

A moment later, Rusty slammed the door open and lightly pimp-slapped Lucy with his right hand, barely grazing her as he snarled at her, "What did you call me?", right before his pants fell down yet again.

Lucy sighed, "I'm sorry… Romeo Savage."

Rusty then proceeded to pimp-slap Lucy with his left hand, again barely grazing her. Rusty then proclaimed, "Nah… you got it wrong, bitch. Call me by my new name: A Pimp Named Spokealicious."

For a split-second, silence fell over the room as Rocky's jaw dropped, unable to process his feelings of disgust and pity for Rusty. Lucy then shook her head and broke the silence by begging, "No. No, Rusty, please stop."

Rusty then lightly pimp-slapped her again and remanded her, "Ah, ah, ah. It's A Pimp Named Spokealicious."

Lucy groaned, "Sigh. Okay, Spokealicious."

Rusty then pimp-slapped Lucy again while explaining, "Let me repeat that for ya. A. Pimp. Named. Spokealicious. That's the name. You say the whole name, like, A Tribe Called Quest."

Lucy facepalmed, "Please don't do this… uh… Pimp Named Spokealicious."

Rusty pimp-slapped Lucy again before growling at her, "What did I say?"

Lucy put her hands up defensively and protested, "I said the whole thing! So you're telling me I have to say 'A' before 'Pimp Named Spokealicious' even if I say something that sounds like 'A', like, 'Uh'?"

Rusty ignored Lucy and looked at her expectantly, causing her to groan, "Fine… A Pimp Named Spokealicious."

Rusty smirked, "That's right! You betta recognize! Strongest pimp hand in Royal Woods! Come on in, bitch. Oh, and you too, Rocky."

Lucy and Rocky traded embarrassed glances and shrugged their shoulders before following Rusty into his room. Once inside Rusty's room, they closed the door.

As Lucy drew the window blinds closed, Rusty complained, "Whoa, whoa, whoa! The light of A Pimp Named Spokealicious needs to be seen by the world! It's a glorious revelation! Hallelujah!"

Lucy and Rocky traded awkward glances, nonverbally contemplating ways to placate Rusty. Lucy then started, "W-well," before quickly noticing Rusty's glare and clearing her throat, "Ahem, A Pimp Named Spokealicious."

As Rusty flashed a dopey smile at Lucy for addressing him as "A Pimp Named Spokealicious", Lucy rolled her eyes before asking him, "You're, uh, currently rehearsing your hot beats, lit moves, and fire bars, right?"

Rusty grinned, "Fo' dizzle shizzle!", while unintentionally making a double "Loser" sign at Lucy that mildly offended her.

Lucy sighed, "If you're rehearsing your work, A Pimp Named Spokealicious, wouldn't it make sense to keep your rehearsals secret from the public until your, erm, concert? That way, it'll have more of an, um, impact on your fans."

Rusty gasped, as if inwardly pondering Lucy's explanation in her head. Then, in an instant, Rusty hugged Lucy, sniffling, "I love you, bitch! Love you!"

Lucy uncomfortably returned the hug and blankly replied, "Love you too, A Pimp Named Spokealicious," while Rocky stuck his tongue out in disgust.

Rusty then broke the hug and whined, "You don't love me! You just love my bling-bling, my style, and my swag! You already know I don't love these hoes!"

Lucy cringed at Rusty before he continued, "But… you're on the money 'bout wantin' to keep my best stuff a secret for the fans, ya know what I'm saying? So, Ima make you a deal you can't refuse: after tomorrow's show, when I'm the king of the school, you can be my bottom bitch. Ya dig?"

Lucy reacted to Rusty's offer by scanning the room for his "paintings" of Girl Jordan and Mollie. With Rusty's "painting techniques" firmly etched into her memory, Lucy countered, "Don't paint me, and we've got a deal."

Rusty slyly smirked, "Anything for my bottom bitch."

Lucy breathed a sigh of relief and blankly replied, "Thanks."

Rusty then asked Lucy, "B-t-dubs, I heard you and Rocky talking 'bout Lincoln. Last I saw the guy, Principal Huggins had him on a 4-day bid, ya know what I'm sayin'? But if he left your crib… where he at now?"

Lucy sighed and shook her head before starting to sniffle in regret, making Rocky and Rusty gasp in concern.

Rocky approached Lucy and consoled her, "Hey, Luce, it's OK. I know we might be a little, um, weird," casting a side glance at Rusty, who smiled and waved.

Rusty then continued, "But we've got your back. The Pimp Code says we always gotta look out for our bottom bitches. And if anything's messed up in the crib, the pimp gotta come thru and regulate, ya know what I'm sayin'?"

Despite herself, Lucy couldn't help but softly giggle at Rusty's proclamation that he'd protect her. Rusty's promise and the tender look in Rocky's eyes gave Lucy the confidence to say, "Sigh. It's a long story. But, if you're willing to listen, I'll tell you."

Rusty and Rocky traded glances before nodding. Rocky then assured Lucy, "Listen… no matter what you tell us, we're here for you."

Lucy replied, "Sigh. OK."

(Scene Change: Franklin Avenue)

A metallic-blue full-sized SUV parked on the curb in front of the Loud House.

Inside the van, Carl Pingrey sighed to himself, "OK… here I go," before sliding out of his leather driver's seat and opening the door.

After getting out of his wife's van, Carl walked around to the curb to check if any of the supplies he and Leslie had bought for the Louds at the grocery store had suffered damage on the ride there. When Carl opened the van door to inspect the groceries, he found that nothing had broken or been damaged.

Good, Carl thought to himself. A confident Carl then opened the trunk of his car, revealing three large cases of water bottles he had neatly stacked on top of on one another, flanked by two large boxes of diapers on each side of the trunk. Carl decided to take the box of diapers on the top of the left pile of boxes. He then quickly scanned the area for thieves with his eyes. When Carl found no suspicious people in the area, he breathed a sigh of relief before carrying the box of diapers to the front door of the Loud House.

With the diaper box in hand, Carl knocked on the door, sighing to himself as she did so. Carl heard Lynn Sr. shout, "I'll get it!", causing him to gulp.

When Lynn Sr. opened the door, his smile faltered when he saw Carl and remembered their interaction from earlier that day.

With Carl's role in his family's new status in mind, Lynn Sr. grumbled, "What do you want, Mr. Pingrey?"

Carl sighed, "A little birdie let me know about your situation with Lily. And look… if I knew you were going to have this much of a hard time, I would have done everything to make sure my colleagues didn't bankrupt you."

Lynn Sr. asked in surprise, "Wait, your colleagues did this?"

Carl informed Lynn Sr., "Yup. I tried to tell them, 'they have a baby at home'! But they wouldn't listen to me! Heartless jerks. So, I figured, you're gonna need some help with the baby. Uh, Lily, right?"

Lynn Sr. nodded, "Yeah."

Carl slightly smiled, "Okay." He then handed the box of diapers to Lynn Sr., telling him, "Here you go. I hope this should be enough to get you guys through the next little bit," as he did so.

After Lynn Sr. thanked Carl, he asked him, "Wait, why are you doing this?"

Carl admitted, "You know, I thought about everything that happened back at Salisbury's. After I heard you and Rita got fired from your jobs, I realized, 'I can't let you starve.'"

Lynn Sr. gave Carl an incredulous look, making Carl insist, "No, really! There's no poison in what I'm giving you, honest! Matter of fact, why don't you come to the trunk and see it for yourself? If you're really that concerned, as far as I know, you have that genius daughter who can guarantee that what I'm saying is true."

Just as Lynn Sr. was about to speak, Lisa slammed her bedroom door open and bellowed, "Fear not, sibling units! I have found a solution to our monetary concerns!"

The Loud sisters immediately turned to Lisa in rapt attention.

Lisa started, "Fellow siblings, I have good news and bad news. The good news: we have enough money."

The Loud sisters sighed in relief before squealing loudly enough to be heard throughout Franklin Avenue. The Loud sisters' squealing caused Carl to yelp in fright.

Lisa stopped the squealing by taking out a megaphone, and yelled at the Louds, "I WASN'T FINISHED!"

A split-second later, Lynn Sr. joined his daughters upstairs. With the briefest flicker of hope shimmering through his eye pupils, Lynn Sr. panted, "What is it, sweetie? You have enough money?"

As the Louds grinned widely at Lisa, Lisa cleared her throat before continuing, "I used up all the money I had to make this month's mortgage payments. After that, well, there's nothing left."

The rest of the Louds gasped before Lori crossed her arms and spat, "Yeah, right. You're literally lying," before ripping a loud fart that made her sisters cough and wince in disgust.

Lisa put on a gas mask before insisting, "If you would follow me into my room and take a look, you'll find that my claim is incorrigibly truthful. Unlike the claim I predict you will make that such noxious fumes were produced by your footwear."

The rest of the Louds traded glances before following Lisa into her room. When they finally arrived in Lisa's room, Lisa guided them with her eyes to her computer monitor.

With everyone surrounding Lisa's computer monitor, Lisa quickly flashed 30 tabs on her Internet browser to the Loud siblings. The webpages represented all of the bank, stock exchange, cryptocurrency exchange, and cryptocurrency wallet accounts Lisa had left, all of which displayed zeroes across the board. Finally, Lisa flashed over to a Detroit National Bank webpage that read, "Payment successful – MORTGAGE." Lisa then clicked the "Back to My Accounts" hyperlink, which linked back to a page displaying the values of the Loud family's now-empty bank and investment accounts.

The Louds' jaws dropped in disbelief, and for a few seconds, the aptly named Loud House became the quietest place in Michigan.

As reality set in, Luna whispered, "So… this is it."

Lori whimpered, "We literally have nothing."

Lola yelled, "AND IT'S ALL LUCY'S FAULT!"

The rest of the Louds gasped before glaring and yelling, "LOLA!"

Lana groaned, "We've been over this, twin. Everybody stole money from everybody else. Including you."

Lisa concurred, "Precisely!"

Lynn Jr. asked, "Well, now what do we do, genius? I've got a game in 2 days!"

Lisa explained, "Oh no, fifth-eldest sibling unit. I'm afraid you don't understand the magnitude of our family's precarious financial situation. In the absence of financial resources, we will be limited to basic subsistence."

Lynn Jr. snorted, "What does that mean?"

Lisa explained, "With 12 people living in this house, not counting our missing unlucky brother unit, and no employed residents of our household, any financial resources we obtain will have to be used on our basic survival needs. Food, water, toiletries, diapers for the infant, medical treatment for our fourth-eldest sibling unit, electricity, the works." Lisa then pulled out a graph charting the Louds' income against their expenses. She pointed to the graph and explained, "As you can see, even after accounting for my substantial contributions via my numerous endeavors, the meager contributions made by our eldest sibling units' part-time roles, and our parental units' employment income, we barely kept up with monthly expenses as a family."

The Louds gasped before Lynn Jr. protested, "Well, that shouldn't be a problem with Stinkoln and Lu-Curse out of the house!"

Lisa shook her head, "I'm afraid not. I used pretty much all of my personal savings to buy replacements for the property stolen from my lab during the Marcus Quick raid last week and help Lana obtain supplies for the 'Great Bathroom Construction Project.' Family units, we are, in street parlance, starting from scratch."

The rest of the Louds gasped before Lola whined, "Starting from scratch? Looking like this! No! It can't be! All my hard work… ruined!" She then turned to her siblings and glared at them, "AND IT'S ALL YOUR STINKIN' FAULTS!"

Lisa responded, "Youngest twin sibling unit, evidence shows that in times of crisis, societies function best when they come together to achieve a common goal instead of descending into infighting." She then muttered, "However, given the obnoxiously large egos present in this household, and sustained tensions at an all-time high far exceeding any period of strife we have seen before, I fear such cooperation might be impossible."

Lynn Jr. immediately protested, "Impossible? Nothing is impossible with Lynn Loud Jr. in the house!"

Lisa rolled her eyes, "Science one, human spirit zero."

Lynn Jr. asked Lisa, "Alright, Lise? What do we need to do?"

Lisa sighed to herself, "Oh boy, this is the hard part."

Lisa's sisters and dad paid rapt attention to her, clamoring for solutions. She then started, "Family units, in this time of calamity, we must do whatever it takes to survive. Make the sacrifices needed."

As soon as Lisa mentioned sacrifices, the Loud sisters resoundingly booed her, making her deadpan to herself, "Incorrect choice of words."

Lola scoffed, "AS IF! LOLA LOUD DOES NOT SACRIFICE!"

Lana snarked, "You sacrificed your looks on that stage!"

Lola threatened, "One more word out of you, Lans, and you're going to be the sacrifice."

Lana reminded Lola, "I gave you a private bathroom because I felt sorry for you. Don't make me take it away!"

Lynn Jr. groaned, "Can it, guys! I've got my first-ever high school football game on Friday! I can't miss that!"

Luna exclaimed, "I've got a concert on Saturday night, dudes! That doesn't cost anything, and usually, they tip us money! I'm gonna have to ask the band to do me a solid this weekend, but I'm sure they'll have my back!"

Lori added, "And when my suspension ends, I've literally got a part-time job and a golf team to return to! Coach Niblick from Fairway University came to my school, and he said he's willing to give me a college scholarship!"

Lynn Jr. scoffed, "Yeah, whatever, golf's not a real sport."

Lori countered, "Let me literally use your head as a golf ball so we can test that theory."

Lynn Sr. pleaded with Lisa, "And Mom and I are gonna have to drive to interviews, and back and forth to help Luan out! Not to mention, all her medical bills!"

The Loud sisters shrieked, "YOU'RE PAYING LUAN'S MEDICAL BILLS?!"

Lynn Jr. cried, "That girl's a monster!"

Luna quipped, "Hey, if that 'medical help' involves her being locked in a padded room with a straitjacket, I'm all for it."

The Loud sisters laughed cruelly at Luna's joke.

After Lisa stopped laughing, she told her family, "As I was postulating, I'm positive we can find a way to pursue our interests while financially contributing to the well-being of this family. In the interim, however, we must propose methods of ensuring our survival. Now, I must remind you that homo sapiens can only survive up to 72 hours without water."

Lynn Jr. snickered, "She said homo."

Lisa deadpanned, "Humans can only survive up to 3 days without water, Lynn-iot. And 1 month without food. So, what are we going to do about the water situation?"

Lynn Jr. pointed out, "We can drink tap and fountain water. I got some reusable water bottles from all the tournaments I've been to. I can offer some up to you guys if you need it."

The rest of the Louds murmured in agreement, with Luna contributing, "Eh, I've had worse."

Lisa nodded, "That settles our water requirement. Now, for food. I am aware our family already uses the services of the National School Lunch Program for sustenance. But that only covers one meal, and with the four eldest sibling units out of school and the adults out of work, that might not be enough."

Lana suggested, "Why don't we just eat the bugs and worms from outside?"

The rest of the Louds winced in disgust. Lola yelled, "EWW! Of course you'd suggest that, Lana! And I say, help yourself. Lola Loud would rather go hungry than eat that garbage!"

Lisa rolled her eyes, "Considering our financial situation, you may have to do just that, youngest twin unit."

Lola gagged before screaming at the top of her lungs, causing Lana to laugh at her.

Lori then asked, "Wait. Lisa, you said you had money, right?"

Lisa nodded, "Correct, eldest sibling."

Lori continued, "And you mentioned that water and food were the most important things to spend it on."

Lisa nodded, "Also correct."

Lori shrieked, "AND YOU SPENT OUR MONEY ON A MORTGAGE?!"

As the rest of the Louds glared at Lisa, Lisa threatened, "I should also probably mention that you are talking to a genius who can develop techniques to grow food out of literally nothing, eldest sibling unit. Maybe the food I grow can be composed partly of Colon Storm, eh, Lori?"

Lori blushed, "No thanks, I'm literally good."

Lisa snarled, "That's what I thought." She then explained, "In addition, paying the mortgage will keep a roof over our head. With the large population and eating habits of this household, in addition to the recent dispersals of household members into various rooms and the ongoing thermonuclear Sister Fight Protocol, any attempt to store food for any extended period of time would have proven futile. Given the recent Bathroom Construction Project contributing to potentially significant increases in utilities costs, this was the most effective use of my funds."

Lynn Sr. informed his family, "Well, at least Luan should be covered with that hospital food until they let her out! Speaking of which… uh… my credit card payment isn't due until the 18th, and today's the 12th, so that buys us a little time."

Luna worried, "What about Lily's formula, Popstar?"

Lynn Sr. reassured Luna, "Relax, rockstar, we've got that, too."

The Louds breathed a sigh of relief before Lynn Sr. sighed, "But I've got bad news, guys. I only had wiener schnitzel ready to cook for today. And considering that Lucy, Lincoln, and Luan aren't here, well-"

"What are you saying, Dad?", Lynn Jr. cried.

Lynn Sr. sighed, "Sport… we may have to keep Mom out of the house if we want to keep our wiener schnitzel supplies lasting for as long as possible."

When the rest of the Louds gasped, Lynn Sr. explained, "Think about it. There were 13 of us, 12 of whom ate solid foods. Now, we're down to 8. That's a little over half. You know, if we, um, skip the food fights, and if Mom and Luan stay in the hospital, we might be able to make two meals out of that wienerschnitzel."

Lynn Jr. added, "And as for Lu-Crap and Stinkoln, well, they'll have to find their own food."

The rest of the family gasped before glaring at Lynn Jr.

Lynn Jr. defended herself, "What? Resources are tight now! Stinkoln's bad luck would spoil any food that comes near him, anyway! As for Loose Change, she will probably use her creepy vent sneaking ability to steal food from the Super Mart anyway."

The rest of the Louds contemplated Lynn Jr.'s words amongst themselves with a burst of chatter.

Seeing her siblings were not fully convinced, Lynn Jr. argued, "And if that's not enough, think about it like this. One: Less food for the jinxes means more food for those who are lucky. And two: it'll only be for a short time. Once Mom & Dad get new jobs & Lisa makes her miracle food-grower thingy, we'll be back to normal in no time! It'll be like it never happened!"

Lori sighed, "Fine, Lynn. But I'm only agreeing because it can't be that hard for our parents to get new jobs, or for Lisa to invent something that magically feeds us."

Lynn Jr. smirked, "That's what I thought. So, Lise, we've taken care of food. Anything else?"

Lisa mentioned, "Toiletries. Cleaning supplies, toilet paper, soaps, etc."

Lana cheered, "I see this as a huge win! Everybody's gonna be getting down and dirty like me!"

Lola groaned, "That's why no one likes you, Lana!"

Lisa shook her head, "Once again, incorrect, twin sibling units. With my leftover chemicals, I can look into designing the chemicals needed to ensure hygiene is maintained in this house."

Lynn Jr. then burped loudly in Lisa's face.

Lisa deadpanned, "You can lead an Equus ferus caballus to hydrogen dioxide, but you can't make it ingest it."

Lisa then cleared her throat before explaining, "As for toilet and tissue papers, remember how fast I produced those out of the dangerous Dendrocnide moroides plant. Father unit, please take my roommate and I to the nearest area with a high density of trees as soon as possible. Once there, we will fell said trees and return them to the house."

The rest of the Louds gave Lisa dumbfounded looks. Lisa groaned, "We're gonna go to the nearest forest and cut down trees, which Lana and I will then take home to help produce paper for you guys."

Lana beamed, "Right from nature's earthy source."

Luna admitted, "Well, that takes care of that, dudes. Looks like we're set to go."

The Louds then broke their huddle. Lisa then walked downstairs and addressed Carl, "Greetings, Mr. Pingrey. I would like to transmit to you the message," before the Loud sisters yelled at Carl, "WE HAVE ENOUGH!"

Carl gasped in fright at the ferocity of the Loud sisters' voices, and Lynn Sr. cast a glance at his daughters' menacing faces behind him.

Caught between the glares of his daughters and Carl, Lynn Sr. nervously chuckled, "Thanks, Mr. Pingrey, but Lucy went out of her way to buy baby supplies for Lily, and my family and I talked it over, and we should be good on resources for the next little while."

The rest of the Loud sisters then shouted in unison, "YEAH, SO GET OUT!"

Carl groaned, "Fine", and trudged off to his car before driving off while the girls, especially Lori, smiled smugly. As Carl got into his van, he thought to himself, Holy shit. What are they doing to that baby?

Back at the Loud House, Lynn Sr. yelled, "GIRLS! That wasn't very nice!"

Lola shrieked, "Not very nice?! THAT MAN RUINED YOUR DREAM!"

Luna roared, "Who the hell does he think he is?!"

Lynn Jr. yelled, "Yeah, we're not that asshole's charity case! We're the Louds!"

Leni argued, "Guys, we're already struggling enough, and Mr. Pingrey was being nice to us. I think we should have let him."

The rest of the Louds gasped before glaring at Leni.

Lynn Jr. shook her head, pointed at the attic, and sighed, "Just… keep making the squirrel suit, Leni."

Leni started, "But-"

"When I tell you something, you Nazi, you listen to me," interrupted Lynn Jr.

Leni sighed, "Fine," before walking to the attic to keep working on Lincoln's new squirrel suit.

Lisa then told the Louds, "Now, family units, go on about your daily business. I must ensure our family's long-term survival."

The rest of the Louds dispersed, with Lana followng Lisa to their shared room. Lana asked Lisa, "Can you really build something that will grow food for us out of nothing?"

Lisa shrugged her shoulders, "Pish-posh. Business conglomerates do it all the time. I've studied their methods."

Lana asked, "What machine are you going to use?"

Lisa explained, "Considering the present situation, I'll probably have to convert one of my old devices into a food-producing machine. In the interim, mudstain sibling unit, I request that you abstain from this room. I need to focus."

Lana saluted, "Aye-aye, captain!", before leaving the room.

(Scene Change: Spokes House)

A horrified Rocky and Rusty slumped against the wall with their jaws dropped.

Rocky stammered, "T-that's just… w-wow. I-I think w-we need to call the police."

Lucy insisted, "I know my family. That'll just make things worse. Remember when Luan escaped that cage we trapped her in during the real April Fools' Day?"

Rocky mused, "Oh yeah."

Lucy continued, "Never mind the lengths Lisa would go to make us untraceable if we escaped. Even if they somehow managed to keep us locked in prison, who's to say we don't turn into the nastiest gang in there? We practically turned Lincoln into an outcast while subjecting Royal Woods to a reign of terror, all while getting off mostly scot-free. Most prison guards, let alone prisoners, wouldn't stand a chance against us. I don't think they'd even be able to keep us inside one of those supermax prisons that Lola sees in her True Crime shows."

Rusty burst, "Lucy's right. Snitching is gay. And so not gangsta. I don't want the Louds clappin' back on our asses! You don't snitch on a gang, you smoke them fools!"

Upon seeing Rocky and Lucy's bewildered glances, Rusty then stood up, took his pimp cane in his hand, and proclaimed, "You know what, Ima take care of those ratchet-ass thots myself."

Rusty then limped away from the room with his pimp can in his hand, smacking it down on the ground with each step to try to emphasize his authority. Unfortunately, Rocky ended up dropping his cane every other step, forcing him to squat down and pick it up. For the next half a minute, Rusty awkwardly alternated between squatting down to pick up his cane, his pants falling down as he stood back up, dragging his feet across the ground, and dropping his cane on the ground.

As Rocky and Lucy watched in mortified silence, Rocky asked, "Should I-"

"Don't," Lucy interrupted. "As terrible as this situation is, maybe it'll be insane enough to help them realize where they went wrong."

Rocky asked, "Are you sure about this? I mean, Lisa has been using those high-tech doodads that are basically out of Star Wars to torture you, and Luan killed an entire family."

Lucy sighed, "Trust me, Rock. It's not worth it. For all of the times he got on our nerves, Lincoln was right about one thing: the only way to correct our behavior is for us to decide whether or not we want to do it on our own. Let Rusty go. I think he might be enough to set the Louds straight."

Rocky groaned, "As crazy as that sounds, I think you might be right, Luce. You were always the wise one of your siblings."

Lucy blushed, "No, that would be Lincoln."

Rocky quipped, "I said wise, not wisest. Don't flatter yourself."

Lucy smiled, "I can live with that."

(Time Skip: 20 minutes later, Sweetwater Manor)

As Lincoln, Linda, and the Sweetwater girls continued to watch the Loud house's security footage, Becky informed them, "Alright, I texted Lori the deets on the Food Bank. That should keep them going after their food runs out. Until…well… you know."

Lindsay nodded, "Good," before snarling, "Why don't we call the food banks and tell them to cut the Louds off?"

Lincoln sighed, "You said it yourself, Linds: at the rate things seem to be going, L-Day might be as early as next Monday. So, it's so close that it honestly doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things. Even if that's not the case, and if Lisa can't make her food-growing machine, Lana can survive off whatever she can find. I've seen it."

Everyone in the room winced and gulped as they remembered watching what Lana ate.

Becky grimaced, "M-m-moving on!", before pointing out, "You saw what they did to Carol's dad! If any of us tried to deliver food to the Louds, we'd probably get rejected, too."

Lincoln then noticed a tall figure with curly hair in a suit walking down Franklin Avenue. He immediately recognized the figure on the screen and groaned, "Rusty, what the hell?"

Meanwhile, on Franklin Avenue, Rusty nearly tripped over himself on the first step of the Loud House's front porch. Rusty quickly pulled his pants up and stumbled over to the front door before loudly knocking on it three times.

Frantic whispers could be heard from inside the Loud House before Lynn Jr. assured her family, "I've got it!"

The next moment, Lynn Jr. opened the door. When she saw Rusty in his pimp outfit, she flashed a deadpan expression at him.

However, Rusty paid her no mind. He yelled, "Dice don't mean shiznit, ya triflin'-ass hoe!"

As Rusty reached back to slap Lynn Jr., Lynn Jr. took the most casual step backward of her life. Rusty then swung his arm around, only to hit the palm of his hand on the door frame.

A split-second later, Rusty cried in pain, "OWW!", before clearing his throat and correcting himself, "I mean, ow! A Pimp Named Spokealicious! You betta recognize! Strongest pimp hand in Royal Woods!"

Rusty then grabbed his pimp cane and limped away from the Loud House. He ended up tripping on his pants and faceplanting on the pavement below the front porch, causing him to again let out an "OWW" cry of pain that he later changed to a weakly and nasally sung, "Ow!"

Lynn Jr. kept her deadpan expression as she watched Rusty limp away. She then slowly closed the door before rejoining her family for dinner.

Back in the Sweetwater Manor, Lincoln and the Sweetwater girls' jaws dropped in secondhand embarrassment at what they had just seen.

Lincoln started, "That's just-"

"Wow," Becky finished.

On the other hand, Paige was snickering under her breath. When Lindsay noticed this, she groaned, "What's so funny, Paige?"

Paige giggled, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Just… just go back. You know, to when Rusty was at the door."

Lincoln, Lindsay, and Becky traded glances and shrugged their shoulders before doing just that. When they finally paused on the screenshot of Rusty standing directly in front of Lynn Jr., Paige pointed out, "You know, from that angle, if you photoshopped it just right, you could make it look like they're kissing."

The Sweetwater girls, Lincoln, and Melissa traded glances before howling with laughter.

Lindsay wiped a tear from her eye while snickering, "You know what? Forget watching the house! I don't care, we HAVE to photoshop that!"

Paige cackled, "Totally!"

Becky panted, "Don't worry, I'll cover for you guys. This is so worth it!"

Melissa chimed in, "Yeah! Send me the pic when you're done, and I'll touch it up and make sure 'one of Lynn's sisters' leaks it all over SwiftyPic!"

Lindsay exclaimed, "OH MAN! We have to do this! WE HAVE TO DO THIS!"

Paige asked, "What about Rusty? If 'rumors' get out he's dating a middle schooler, it'll only inflate his ego."

Lincoln shrugged, "Eh, I'm suspended, so I don't care. Plus, those two deserve each other, if you ask me."

Lincoln, Melissa, and the Sweetwater siblings roared with haughty laughter at Lincoln's remark. Their laughter gave Lincoln the confidence to prompt, "Lindsay, let's send that to your computer and get to work!"

When Lincoln heard another resounding round of laughter from the room, he immediately cropped, saved, and sent the picture to Lindsay's computer for future editing.

(Scene Change: Royal Woods Hospital)

As Rita ate hospital food, she complained to Luan, "Dang it! Dad said in order to make the food in the house stretch for the rest of the family, we're going to need to stay here for at least another night."

Luan gave no response as a nurse fed her.

Rita begged to the heavens, "Oh, if only we weren't broke right now!" She then admitted to Luan, "Well, at least they gave you one of Lisa's medbeds, so you should be good. I mean, the fact you're talking again after two days is honestly better than I thought it would be."

Luan swallowed her food before softly replying, "OK, Mommy." Luan then asked, "Mommy, am I going to be OK?"

Rita sniffled, "We will, sweetie. We will."

(Time Skip: Spokes House, Living Room, 15 minutes later)

Lucy finished telling her story to Rodney Spokes, "So yeah… that's what's going on."

Rodney stared at Lucy in horror with his mouth agape. The room remained silent for a minute before Rodney mouthed, "Wow."

Rodney asked, "For the last time, Lucy, are you sure you don't want to go to CPS?"

Lucy reiterated, "Like I told you: if we try to call the police or CPS, Lisa will tap into our calls and erase all the evidence at best, or at worst, alter it to make Lincoln and I out to be the bad guys. She probably still has connections over at the CDC that could get us quarantined for being bad luck and declare it a 'new virus.' Besides, the police shrugged off our spat with Luan. If you ask me, CPS should have done something about us a long time ago. I think they might actually be scared to deal with my family."

Rodney sighed, "I hear that. With all the trouble you guys have caused, I wouldn't be surprised if your house is a no-go zone to the CPS at this point. No offense."

Lucy replied, "None taken."

Rodney and Rocky traded glances before Rodney offered, "I know you haven't been the best sister to Lincoln, but it seems like you've been through enough trouble. Why don't you stay? At least for tonight?"

Lucy blushed, "I can't. I don't deserve to-"

"Don't do this to yourself," Rocky pleaded. "If you want to give your family a second chance, start by giving yourself that chance. They can't redeem themselves to you if you're dead."

Lucy asked, "What about the afterlife?"

Rocky chortled, "Most people aren't into that stuff like you and I."

Lucy smiled, "That's true on Edwin's immortal soul. I guess I could stay. I'll sleep on the couch. As long as you've got an extra pair of headphones, that is."

The next moment, Lucy's stomach rumbled. Upon noticing this, Lucy also requested, "And a lot of toilet paper and water bottles."

Rocky chuckled, "I'll see what I can do," as he and Rodney watched Lucy run to their bathroom for the second time.

Suddenly, Rusty burst through the door, panting, "A Pimp Named Spokealicious… back in tha house, yo," before collapsing on the ground.

Rocky and Rodney traded concerned glances before Rocky whispered, "I'm so glad Lucy doesn't have to see this right now, Dad. She's seen enough."

Rusty then stood up and claimed, "Yo, I just hit up Katherine Mulligan about my comeback concert!"

Rocky and Rodney traded glances before Rodney winced, "Uh, OK, Rusty. What did she say?"

Rusty walked up to Rodney and pimp-slapped him before correcting him, "Pops, it's A Pimp Named Spokealicious now. But Ima let it slide… just this once."

Rodney and Rocky traded glances before Rocky whispered in Rodney's ear, "Let him be. The school's gonna take care of him soon enough."

Rodney sighed, "OK, fine, A Pimp Named Spokealicious. What did Katherine Mulligan say about your concert?"

Rusty smiled, "Kathy told me Principal Huggins already hit her up, and she laughed at my, erm, en-thu-si-a-sm! Yeah, enthusiasm! She even said they finna televise it live on Channel 3!"

Rocky gasped, "No."

Rodney stammered, "C-c-channel 3? You mean, like, the news Channel 3? With the Katherine Mulligan?!"

Rusty chirped, "Yes, diggity! Ya boy finna be famous! So buckle up, my homies, 'cause Spokealicious is about to take you on a swag-tastic ride you'll never forget! YOLO, swag, and all that jazz!"

Rodney exclaimed, "W-w-wow! I don't even know how you got on the line with her, but congratulations, my boy!" He then went up to Rusty and whispered in his ear, "And hey… if you can give me an introduction to the lovely Ms. Mulligan… uh…. uh?", while elbowing Rusty.

Rusty chuckled, "I'll see if ya boy can come through," before exchanging a fist bump with Rodney.

Meanwhile, Rocky watched the whole interaction with his hands in his face. He shook his head before groaning, "Please tell me this is a joke."

Rusty questioned Rocky, "Why you gotta be such a playa hata, dawg? You know what… don't answer that. Just turn on the TV, turn on my Pii U and hand me my controller, bitch. I'm A Pimp Named Spokealicious, bitch."

Rocky asked, "What about your homework?"

Rusty countered, "A Pimp Named Spokealicious don't need no homework! A Pimp Named Spokealicious gets his bitches on that homework grind! A Pimp Named Spokealicious be chillin like an ice cube 24/7, son! You have 5 seconds to do what I just said before I jump up off that couch and pimp-slap yo ass!"

Rocky groaned in frustration before turning on the living room TV and the family Pii U and handing both the TV remote and the Pii U controller to Rusty.

Rusty responded, "Thanks, bitch. Now go on. I'm A Pimp Named Spokealicious, bitch."

Rocky shook his head and left the room, leaving Rusty alone to play Donkey Kong Country: Primate Planet. Rusty then navigated his way through the console's startup screens to boot the game up. As the game developer IDs flashed upon the screen, the game's iconic bass- and synth-heavy theme song began to play. For whatever reason, Rusty found himself a little more enraptured by the game's music than usual. As such, he did not press the "START" button as the game's title screen instructed him as soon as he could. Instead, he took some time to listen to the music and look around the room, as if immersing himself in the moment.

Immediately, the living room's lights started to dim. A few seconds later, Cristina and Paige opened the door, waving at him and smiling. They giggled, "Hi, A Pimp Named Spokealicious!"

Rusty smiled and waved back, "Sup, fam? Get ready for some Spokealicious vibes! I'm smoother than a fresh jar of Skippy and cooler than the flip side of the pillow! Haha, dab on 'em, am I right?"

Cristina and Paige pleasantly giggled before sitting on each side of Rusty and touching and caressing him.

Paige purred, "Oh, A Pimp Named Spokealicious… you're so handsome, cool, and hot! Nothing like that unlucky loser, Lincoln!"

Cristina agreed, "Yup! And there's plenty more where that came from, honey!"

Paige called out in a sing-songy voice, "Oh, girls!"

Suddenly, the front door to Rusty's house magically opened, and girl after girl came streaming through singing Rusty's praises. Mollie, Gabby, Rachel, Kat, Sadie, Joy, Emma, Irene, and Cookie were among the many girls who took their places next to Rusty on the couch. Rusty laughed, "Yo, my ladies! Let's get this party lit like a Christmas tree! 'Cause when it comes to Spokealicious, you know it's always turnt up to eleven! Haha, on fleek, am I right?"

Suddenly, an angelic choir started singing the tune to the popular song Rusty had in his head. The next moment, Girl Jordan walked through the front door. When the rest of the girls saw Girl Jordan, they backed away from Rusty and giggled, with some even murmuring amongst themselves, "Here comes his queen!"

By now, the living room had gone completely dark, with a spotlight shining on Girl Jordan. She was dressed in a yellow sequin dress with brown high heels and swayed her hips with every step she took. Hearts formed in Rusty's eyes as Girl Jordan sashayed to the sofa. Girl Jordan walked up to Rusty with a big smile on her face and her eyes lidded.

As Girl Jordan leaned towards Rusty, Rusty puckered his lips out to kiss her. However, at the last moment, Girl Jordan surprised Rusty by calling out in a nasally, somewhat masculine voice, "Rusty! Rusty!"

Rusty was so shocked by Girl Jordan's mannish voice that he gasped, and upon doing so, his living room immediately reverted to its original state: no girls, and demo gameplay of Donkey Kong Country: Primate Planet flashing across the TV screen as Rusty's TV controller and game controller lay scattered across the sofa.

Rusty annoyedly yelled, "What?!"

Rodney called out, "A Pimp Named Spokealicious! Time for dinner!"

Rusty smiled, "Oh!", before getting off the couch and humming the tune he had just heard in his head on his way to dinner.

(Time Skip: Sweetwater Manor, 10:50 PM)

As Lincoln yawned and stretched out in his chair, Brian chuckled, "Lincoln's right. I guess it's time we all got some shut-eye."

The rest of the room laughed at Brian's remark.

Linda glanced at the current footage of the Loud House and agreed, "Yeah, all the lights seem to be off at the Loud House right now."

This gave Linda the impetus to press the pause button on the archive footage.

Linda glanced at the archive footage and explained, "But, seriously, we're at the point in yesterday's footage where Lucy's about to enter the house, and I think it's better we re-approach that situation tomorrow with fresh eyes. Remember, KiteCam automatically records and saves the live footage, so if anything goes on, we know."

Linda then asked, "Also: Brian, Melissa, how's that bank freeze project going?"

Melissa murmured, "Just a few more keystrokes, and-", before exclaiming, "Done!"

Lincoln smiled, "Perfect!", before waving, "Goodnight, everyone!"

Cries of, "Goodnight, Lincoln!", and, "Goodnight, Linky!" followed him, with the Sweetwaters and Melissa rushing over to give him goodnight hair-ruffles, hugs, and kisses.

Closing A/N: I thought I didn't have enough plot to make a big chapter, but I did! I didn't originally plan to have Rusty humiliate himself again, but Saccharine's idea in that regard was so funny and cringe I just had to put it in! It'll also tie into something big I have planned later.

A/N 2: The Spokes' home address, 1885 Starley Avenue, is a reference to both the inventor of the modern bike, John Kemp Starley, and the year he invented it. Wanted to keep the bike references going.

A/N 3: "A Pimp Named Spokealicious?" Shoutout to "A Pimp Named Slickback" from The Boondocks.

A/N 4: Like Rick James, Rusty is A Pimp Named Spokealicious, bitch.

How will the Louds survive? Will Rusty become the new king of Royal Woods? Will the Sweetwaters find out the truth behind what happened to Lucy? And will Lucy stay with the Spokeses? Stay tuned to find out on… REVERSAL! OF! FORTUNE!