Here's an episode parody I've wanted to make for a while, but some credit goes to Mr. Imitator for his great ideas. This one is based on the episode-Dueling Eds. And as you can see, the title of this chapter is "Wrestling Louds" instead of "Dueling Louds" because it involves wrestling. I hope you enjoy and leave a review
Zach is walking in the neighborhood. Suddenly Rusty leapt from a tree to land in front of him. He was dressed in a gi.
"Komohatza!"
"For crying out loud!" Zach was startled by this.
"Yeea!" Another Rusty landed behind Zach. "Shoy!" A third landed on his left. "Shoy!" A fourth to Zach's left.
"Wee-ya! Weeya weeya! Whah whah whah!" Zach is in the center of a circle of Rustys.
"I think I'm reliving that expired burrito. Huh?" Zach noticed the mirrors. "You gotta be pulling my leg? Special effects?"
"That's right, grasshopper." Rusty said. "Lincoln's sister Lynn is teaching Kung fu. And this is only one of the lessons you'll learn at Master Lynn's School of Kung-fu."
Lincoln falls through the wall of the makeshift school. "Ow! Geez Lynn, did you have to kick me so hard?"
"Yes, because I'm a Kung-fu master. Now Clyde, let's get back to your lesson. Hold this." Lynn handed Clyde a log. "Remember, Clyde. Envision the log, focus, and make contact."
Clyde held the log out. Lynn concentrates and splits the log in half, using her head instead of her hand. "Hi-ya!"
"Wow. That was awesome!" Clyde said, impressed. "Ok, my turn!"
"Lynn can enroll you today for just a quarter, grasshopper." Rusty said to Zach.
"Now there's a deal!" Zach said excitedly. "Sign me up!"
"I shall honor your decision, Zachery."
Lynn and Clyde are working on the head chop again. This time Clyde is going to chop the wood.
"Focus, Clyde." Lynn said.
"I am one with my shoe size, Lynn."
"That's nice, Clyde, just hit the dang thing."
Rusty shoved Zach into Lynn's arms.
"Ha!" Clyde yelled.
"Zach?" Lynn yanked him back.
"Yah!" Clyde brought his head down, narrowly missing Zach and instead going through the floor.
"Wow. That was close." Lincoln said.
Rusty cackles furiously.
"Rusty!" Lincoln scolded.
"That was so funny I forgot to laugh." Zach said sarcastically.
"Lemme remind you, ya four eyed geek." Rusty retorted.
"Alright guys, class is over." Lynn announced. "I just remembered I have badminton practice with my friends. See ya." Lynn backflips out the door.
"I gotta show someone my Kung fu moves." Rusty said. He heard the sound of Chandler's bike. Rusty raced up to keep up with him. "Hey Chandler, check out my Kung-fu moves. Real impressive."
"Get away from me." Chandler turned into a corner. Some other kids from Lincoln's class came running from another direction.
"Hurry guys, I think it's about to start!" Girl Jordan said.
"What is it?" Another kid asked.
"It's supposed to be important or something." Stella mentioned.
"Where are they going?" Rusty wondered. "I hate it when they don't tell us about stuff! What could be more important than Kung fu Rusty?"
"Maybe it's an ice cream party." Zach excitedly ran off.
"I just got a text from Liam." Lincoln had his phone out. "He's having his annual tradition today."
"What kind of tradition?" Rusty asked.
"He didn't say. But they say in order to gain knowledge, one must seek it. Shall we, Rusty?"
Lincoln and Clyde walked off and Rusty followed.
At Liam's barn, the southern boy is standing on a pole, dressed in a Civil Wars uniform. The kids ooh and aah in admiration. Lincoln, Clyde, Zach, and Rusty arrive and stare at the spectacle.
"Hey Liam, whatcha doing?" Zach asked.
"I thought no one would ask." Liam said. "Feast your eyes on my customary uniform, sewn together by a famous southern soldier. The tailoring cost an arm and a leg, but that's another story. All for the honor of mah Great Grandpappy." He spoke in a pious tone. "Thank you, Great Grandpappy. Wherever you may be."
He spoke in his normal tone. "Let us celebrate! Every year, as part of our guilt-ridden traditions, mah family pays tribute to mah Great Grandpappy and the mighty southern biscuit!"
"Right on!" Zach said.
Liam gave Zach a biscuit. "Welcome, my friends, don't be shy, and feast from the box of biscuits and the pool of gravy."
"Mercy me." One kid looked disgusted by the pool of gravy. Rusty laughed.
"Try one, Rusty." Liam held out a platter with some biscuits.
"Fine." Rusty took one.
"Lincoln? Clyde?"
They took one.
"Thanks Liam." Lincoln said.
"Eat, eat like a pig."
"I can do without the gravy." Clyde said.
"Hey guys, you see that knothole in the fence? Bet I can hit it!" Rusty threw the biscuit.
"Rusty, no!" Lincoln warned. The food flew toward the fence. Everyone in the yard, especially Liam, sees it. Liam's eyes widened as he watched his tradition be figuratively trampled as the biscuit headed for the fence. It hit and splattered to the right of the knothole Rusty was aiming for. Rusty then proceeded to add insult to injury.
"Stupid biscuit."
Liam, broken, ran inside crying.
"Give it a shot, Lincoln." Rusty said, clueless to what he just did.
"Rusty, show some respect!"
"What's your problem?"
"It's his white hair, Rusty." Zach said. "It makes him look and act like an elderly man. Not to mention his obsession with reading comics in his underwear. Big problem."
Liam returns, wearing a doormat around his head and dressed in black. "I mourn the loss of mah honor." He lies down on the ground. "As you leave, please trod on mah face, as Rusty has shamed me."
Girl Jordan leaves, stepping on Liam's face. "Wait a go, Rusty."
"I feel your pain, Liam." One student said as he stepped on Liam's face.
"Don't weep for-"
Chandler stepped on his face. "Take it easy, dude."
"-me."
"Sorry, Liam." Stella left.
"What'd I do?" Rusty asked, confused.
"Should I step on his face too?" Zach said. "I feel like I should."
"No Zach, we'll leave this way." Clyde pointed in another direction.
"Will someone tell me what I did wrong?" Rusty said, annoyed. "What'd I do?!"
"Come on, Rusty." Lincoln and his friends walked off.
"I didn't do anything."
The four boys are in the retro van. (from "Dawn of the Louds") Rusty is pretending to drive. Zach has his head out the window with his tongue out like a dog. All air of silence hung over them. Then Rusty broke the silence. "WHAT'S LIAM'S PROBLEM?"
He left the van. Lincoln and Clyde followed him.
"Try and understand, Rusty." Lincoln explained. "Liam's culture is steeped in long-stemmed traditions, and if you were just to apologize-"
"Apologize? For what? I didn't DO ANYTHING!"
"Yes you did, Rusty. By simply tossing his biscuit, you insulted Liam's-"
"Oh boo-hoo, I hurt Liam's precious biscuit." Rusty said mockingly.
"It's not the biscuit, Rusty." Clyde explained. "You hurt Liam's feelings."
"I didn't do anything."
Zach came over. "Why don't you bake cupcakes and tea? I know Liam loves tea."
"That's right. He does." Lincoln said.
"Zach's right." Rusty said. "All this talk about food is making me hungry."
Lincoln sighed. "Go ahead then. Make your cupcakes and tea. But offer them to Liam as a token of apology."
"Nope. No cupcakes or tea."
"Aw." Zach moped.
"Fine! Then if you won't apologize, I will!" Lincoln pulled out one of his Mom's plants. "A healthy potted plant should open the door to diplomacy."
"Isn't that your Mom's plant?" Clyde questioned.
Liam is buried in his garden, a complex system of garden tools rigged above him. In the center is a hoe, perched so that it is ready to fall and slice into Liam's buried body at any moment.
"Oh my!" Lincoln exclaimed. "Liam, I may be unfamiliar with your customs, but this seems a tad extreme."
"Go away! Leave me be!"
Clyde, Rusty, and Zach are confused by this.
"I'll give you a dollar if you tell me what's going on." Rusty said to Zach.
"Uh….I haven't got a clue, man."
"Rusty, get over here!" Lincoln called.
Rusty came over. "I suppose you're gonna tell me it's my fault Liam's acting like a mole."
"Give Liam the plant, Rusty!"
"Man, you're worse than my Dad!" Rusty dropped the plant on top of Liam. "Here you go, Liam. Sorry for hurting your biscuit or...whatever."
Rusty walked off the garden. Liam felt the petals of the plant and then felt the whole thing. He then arrived back on Earth angrily.
"He lives!" Zach yelled out. "Hiya Liam!"
"Hiya Liam, nice plant, huh?" Rusty said. "Don't forget to water that-"
"You're mocking me yet again?" Liam said angrily. "With the Potted Shrub Of Ridicule?"
"The what?"
Liam threw the plant at Rusty. "For the honor of mah Great Grandpappy, I challenge you to a wrestling match!"
"A wrestling match?" Clyde said.
"Prepare yourself, ladies man, as honor will be mine." Liam stormed away from his friends.
"What'd I do now?" Rusty said, even more puzzled.
Stella came back to Liam's place. "Hi Liam, what's going on here?"
"Stella, I'm preparing for my mud wrestling match with Rusty. As you can see, this is The Mud Pit." Liam had added a wrestling ring around the mud pit. "And I have to go through with this match to defend mah honor. Now it's time to train."
Liam quickly does some push ups.
"Enough training, time to fix what is broken!" Liam declared and ripped his shirt off. "Bring me the boy!"
His words echoed ominously across the midday sky.
The four boys are once again in the van. Rusty is once again driving.
"Can we stop for ice cream?" Zach asked.
"Zach, please." Lincoln said. "Rusty's concentrating on the upcoming wrestling match."
"Like I'll show up!" Rusty replied, then muttered. "Mr. Give-Liam-a-Plant."
"Look out Rusty, there's someone on the road!" Zach yelled. Stella was in front of the van.
"Uh, what are you guys doing?"
"Just chillin' in this cool van." Rusty said.
"Well it's time for your wrestling match, Rusty. The one you're having with Liam."
"No way, Jose. I'm not going and you can't make me."
The scene cuts to Stella dragging Rusty to Liam's place. Liam is prepared and angry. He's wearing a mask similar to legendary New Japan Pro-Wrestling cruiserweight, Jushin Thunder Liger, and a skull belt with boxer shorts. Stella and Rusty arrive.
"Let the show begin." Stella said. Liam spit out the stone. Stella picked up a chest and offered it to Rusty. "Hey Rusty, choose your mask." In the chest are various wrestling masks.
"What? More masks?" Rusty said.
"CHOOSE!" Liam yelled.
Rusty, cowed, selected a mask at random.
"Wow. This is really happening." Clyde said.
"This is gonna be so awesome!" Zach said excitedly.
"Might as well record this while I can." Stella said as she got out her phone.
"Anything to say, Rusty?!" Liam said angrily. Lightning flashes, thunder crashes, and red clouds roll in over the match.
"Uh, geez Liam, lighten up, man." Rusty said nervously.
Shadows envelop the site of the duel.
"Man, Liam's customs have a frighteningly high budget." Lincoln said with concern.
Rusty got down on his knees. "Ok, what? I'm sorry, ok, there?"
"If this is true, have y'all brought the Sweet Tea of Sorriness?" Liam asked.
Rusty, worried, looked back at his friends. Zach and Clyde shrugged in reply and Lincoln appeared worried.
"No." Rusty replied. Liam tackled Rusty. The match began, with Liam performing all kinds of moves on Rusty. One particular violent move had Liam slamming Rusty's face into the mud.
"Has Liam gone insane?!" Lincoln exclaimed.
"C'mon, Rusty!" Zach cheered. Rusty got flipped over.
"Fight back Rusty!" Clyde cheered.
"Geez Liam, aren't you tired yet?" Rusty said. In response, Liam did another painful move on Rusty. Stella has been recording every moment of the fight.
"Rusty's not even putting up a fight." She commented.
Rusty could barely get away from Liam. "Come on Liam, I said I was-" Liam used a chokehold move on Rusty. "-sorry."
Liam dropped him. Rusty was dazed, but managed to stay up. "Is it over?"
"In a mud wrestling match, two contestants must fight." Liam stated. "So I'll give you a chance to attack me."
"Oh, is it my turn?"
"Fight me!"
Before Rusty could do anything, Liam pinned him to the ground, climbed onto the corner pole, and jumped into the air in seemingly slow motion. He landed right on Rusty's stomach and made a big mud splash.
"Rusty?" Lincoln said. Rusty has been knocked out.
"I think Liam won." Clyde notes.
Liam held up his fists in victory as he put one foot on Rusty's belly, and the clouds abruptly cleared.
"The honor of mah ancestors has been avenged! Thank you."
Liam walked out of the ring, and Rusty crawled out of the pit, dazed and covered in mud.
"Rusty, do you mind if I show this to a few friends?" Stella asked, as she was done recording. Rusty ignored her and shook the mud off.
"Boy Rusty, you took quite a beating." Zach commented. Rusty put his shirt back.
"But at least he survived." Clyde commented.
"I'm proud of you, Rusty." Lincoln said happily. "You've renewed Liam's esteem in his heritage! How about we make you those cupcakes and tea?"
"Too late!" Liam said, as he had his shirt back on and his mask off. "Come and join me in the traditional Catfishes of Forgiveness."
Stella brought over buckets filled with catfishes.
"Now, pull out your pants." Liam held up a bucket.
"Best do as he says, Rusty, lest we open old wounds." Lincoln whispered. Clyde, Zach, Lincoln and Rusty hold the front of their pants out and Liam pours catfishes into each.
"There you go. Some for you. And you. Enjoy my friends."
Rusty felt uncomfortable. "Gee, you shouldn't have."
Zach and Lincoln are tickled by the catfishes moving around in their pants.
"Good, yes? Let me join y'all." Liam poured a bucket of catfish into his shorts. "Stella? Join us in our jubilation."
Stella is grossed out. "Uh, I'll pass, dude."
"Suit yourself."
"Clyde, are you enjoying this?" Lincoln asked.
Clyde scratched himself. "I feel weird, guys. I think I'm allergic to catfish." Purple lumps pop out all over his skin, and his face turned remarkably fish-like, which included big fish eyes. The rest of his body followed.
"FISH FACE!" Rusty tried to run away, but couldn't because of his overstuffed pants. Lincoln fainted at the sight, and Zach is freaked out as well.
"Can someone scratch my scales?"