Here is a parody of the episode: Best Frenemies.
sorry but the fanfic wouldn't let me post the dream house episode,that's why I didn't post it
all credit goes to Mr animator on fanfic
The chapter starts at Lynn's Table. Lynn Sr. is in his office.
Lynn Sr: [gasps] No, it's impossible. I must've counted my money a dozen times, and it still comes up short. Profits are down. Oh, I feel sorry for myself. [walks out of office]
Grant is at the counter giving a customer his pizza order.
Grant: Would you like a drink with that order?
Customer: Oh no, thanks. I got me one of those new Soda Supremes before I came in here.
Grant: That comes out to two dollars even.
Customer: Wow, what a steal.
Lynn Sr: What the...why didn't that guy order one of my delicious fountain beverages with his Luan-chovy pizza?
Grant: Mr. Loud, we haven't sold a single soda in days.
Lynn Sr: [shocked] What? Why not? [sees Lincoln slurping a soda can loudly] All right, son, it's done!
You're gonna suck the whole cup down your gullet if you're not careful.
Lincoln: Sorry, Dad, it's just that this Soda Supreme tastes so good.
Lynn Sr: Soda Supreme?
Lincoln: Look around ya. Everyone's enjoying a delicious Soda Supreme. [everyone is slurping their Soda Supremes] Mm-mm. I'll be right back, Dad. I'm gonna get a refill.
Lynn Sr: Refill? That's it. Listen up, everybody! New rule: No outside drinks. No exceptions!
[everyone leaves with their SodaSupremes]
Grant: [sarcastically] That's telling them.
Lynn Sr: Grr. I better get to the bottom of this. [Grant secretly sips his Soda Supreme when Lynn Sr. leaves. Lynn Sr. walks outside and sees a new restaurant] Ah! A new store! [store is shaped like a soda cup] On my block! Taking my customers. [gasps] My family. [The other Louds walk over while drinking a Soda Supreme] My own flesh and blood. How could you do this to your old man?!
Lynn Jr: What are you talking about, Dad?
Lynn Sr: I'm talking about this. [points to Lynn's soda]
Luna: Once you taste the secret goodness of a Soda Supreme... [slurping] You can't have just one.
Lynn Sr: Give me that. [tries taking the Soda Supreme from Lola, but she pulls it back]
Lola: Buy your own!
Lynn Sr: Come on. Just a sip?
Lola: I feel sorry for you.
Lynn Sr: Then you do understand. [starts to cry and grovels at her feet]
Lucy: Dad, stop. This is just embarrassing.
Lola: [drags her dad a few more feet before prying him off] Oh, get away. [Lynn Sr. is still crying and he walks up to the store]
Lynn Sr: Lousy new Soda Supreme store. What's your secret? [gasps] Of course. Flip, I bet he's behind this. [runs to Flip, who is walking up to Lynn's Table, wearing a pair of sunglasses and on his phone] Aha! I knew you were behind this!
Flip: [removes sunglasses] Pardon me, I've done nothing wrong.
Lynn Sr: Then how do you explain this? [points to the Soda Supreme restaurant]
Flip: Holy Moley, when did that happen?
Lynn Sr: Don't try that with me, Flip. This new store is ruining my business.
Flip: Really? Wait a minute! This place could be ruining my business! [groans and throws sunglasses] Blast it! I thought you were cooking up something new at your restaurant, but now I see this?! [sighs in frustration] Soda Supremes.
Flip: Wow. I guess you're really not behind this after all. Flip, they have... a secret formuler.
Flip: A secret, eh? Well, if there's a secret, I want to know about it!
Lynn Sr: Count me in. We've never worked together before, but I think we should put our differences aside and partner up.
They hear rumbling.
Lynn Sr: [Gasps in horror]
Flip: [gasps as one Soda Supreme store multiplies itself to have two Soda Supreme stores, then more of them are shown] They're multiplying. Why, they're on every corner.
Lynn Sr: Block after block.
Flip: They're everywhere.
Lynn Sr: [a Soda Supreme store falls on both of them] We've got to do something about this.
Cut to later where Lynn Sr. and Flip walk up to a Soda Supreme store.
Lynn Sr: You sure this is going to work?
Flip: Just stick to the plan.
Lynn Sr. and Flip enter the store.
Lynn Sr: [whistles] Oh, let's see, let's see. Ah, there you are. [spots a door with an 'employees only' sign. Whispers to Flip] Flip, I think I found the kitchen.
Flip: Let's do this thing!
Lynn sr. nods and sneaks off while Flip makes the distraction. He takes out a whipped cream can and sprays cream in his mouth, then he acts like an animal, pretending to be infected with rabies. This gets everyone's attention.
Male customer: Hey, that guy's got rabies!
Female customer: Rabies?!
Flip acts crazier to make it more convincing and the customers now start freaking out and running out of the shop.
Male customer: (to his wife as she holds their kids) Protect the children!
Lynn Sr. is about to make his way to the kitchen, but then an employee slams the door open, crushing the Loud man against the wall.
Employee: Rabies?! Who has rabies? [he notices Flip with the shaving cream in his mouth and goes back inside the kitchen in a panic]
Lynn Sr. has been knocked, looking dazed. Flip drags him out of the store.
Flip: Hey, chief. Wake up! [he slaps Lynn Sr. and he immediately awakens]
Lynn Sr: Huh? W-what happened? Did we get the drink?
Flip: No. The plan was a bust. But I've got more bright ideas.
Cut to nighttime and the Soda Supreme is restaurant closed, Lynn Sr. and Flip are wearing black ski clothes.
Lynn Sr: All set, Flip?
Flip: You better believe it. This high-powered mechanical bio-arm I stole-I mean invented should pry those restaurant doors open nice and easy. [presses a button that makes the hand move. The hand short-circuits] What the-? Come on, you piece of garbage. [presses the button many times. The mechanical bio-arm slaps Flip continuously] Yipe! Ouch! Uncle! Uncle! (In Latin Spanish, Flip yells "Mercy! Mercy!")
Lynn Sr: [Sighs] If you want anything done right, you've got to do it yourself. [takes out a crowbar and tries to open the doors, but his back pops] Oh, my back. [moaning]
Flip: [whispering] Loud, pipe down. You're gonna soil our plans if you wake the -watchdog. [a watchdog is sleeping]
Lynn Sr: Oh, right.
Then Flip notices someone else approaching.
Flip: Uh-oh. We've got more company.
Rita shows up driving Vanzilla.
Rita: Lynn? Flip? Honey, what are you and Flip doing here this late?
The two men come up with a good explanation.
Lynn Sr: Uh...we've gone into business together. You see, dear, we were hired, uh...to fix this door.
Flip: Now we have to fix the roof. [winks]
Lynn Sr: That's right. That's right. We have to fix the roof. It's, it's, it's leaking. [crickets chirping]
Rita: [suspiciously] Hmm…. Well, good luck with that, I guess. Just come back when you're done. [she drives off]
Cut to later where Flip is using a jackhammer to get into the roof.
Lynn Sr: Keep her going, Flippy. At this rate, we'll have the Soda Supreme recipe faster than you can say... [speaker comes up from under the roof]
Speaker: You have three seconds until spontaneous combustion! [a laser gun comes out]
Lynn Sr: Let's beat it!
Flip: No kidding. [runs, pushing past Lynn Sr.]
Lynn Sr: Wait for me! [unfortunately, he gets zapped and is charcoaled]
Cut to the next morning where a line of people are ordering Soda Supremes. Lynn Sr. is in camouflage to blend in with the store floor. He stealthily crawls until a group of customers run in and trample him, making him scream. Next, Flip is lowering Lynn sr. with his black ski cloth by a rope through the vent. He is in the kitchen, but there is no employee inside right now. Lynn spots a Soda Supreme, and is about to take it, but then the guard dog from last night spots him, the dog lunges at him and mauls him. Panicking, the Loud man goes to a window, opens it and jumps out. Then the two partners find a large container of soda at the back of the restaurant. Lynn Sr. has climbed up a ladder held by Flip to get a sample of soda, but Lynn Sr. loses his balance and falls into the vat of liquid, then one of the employees scoops him out of the container, glaring at the Loud father as Lynn smiles nervously.
Cut to a location where a poor wounded and bandaged Lynn Sr. argues with Flip of their failure.
Lynn Sr: I'm throwing in the towel, Flip! All these convoluted plans are getting us nowhere. We should've done something more reasonable, like taking a soda from my daughter Leni when her back was turned. And to top it all off, I'm the only one who's taking the heat!
Flip: What's that supposed to mean?
Lynn Sr: I don't see you on the front lines. Sure, let me do all the work, while you just sit back like the fat gorilla you are!
Lynn Sr: [grabs Lynn by the collar] Who are you calling a gorilla you spineless, long nosed coward!?
Then Lisa shows up holding her Soda Supreme, having heard their conversation.
Lisa: Ahem.
The two grown men notice the presence of the young genius.
Lynn Sr: Lisa, how did you find our secret base of operations?
Lisa: Your "secret base" is the garage. [the garage is shown with the door wide open] And I've been listening to your conversation. Father, if you'd like to obtain a Soda Supreme, why don't you just, I don't know, buy one? [slurps her Soda Supreme]
Lynn Sr: Buy one? [slaps his forehead] Of course.
Flip: Good thinking, brainy Loud. [smirks] Someone clearly has brains in the family.
Lynn Sr: Ok, we'll do that. But we're gonna need your help when we get back, Lisa.
Cut to later where Lynn Sr. and Flip are in line at the Soda Supreme store, wearing ridiculous costumes. Lynn Sr. as some clown and Flip as a cowboy with an oversized cowboy hat.
Lynn Sr: [whispering] Why are we wearing these?
Flip: [whispering] So we don't get caught and kicked out.
A customer takes his drink and leaves, and Lynn Sr. and Flip are next at the counter.
Cashier: Can I help you?
Flip: Howdy there, chief. We'll take a cup of your finest Soda Supreme.
Cashier: Sure, that'll be one dollar.
Flip: Uh, money's on him. [points to Lynn Sr, who glares at the stingy partner in annoyance, but he takes out a dollar and hands it to the cashier]
Cashier: [cash register dings] Thank you. [the cashier takes the dollar and puts the dollar in the register and hands the Soda Supreme to Flip]
Cashier: Enjoy.
Flip: Thanks. [runs out laughing with Lynn Sr.]
Lynn Sr: I can't believe we did it.
Flip: Oh, believe it, Loud. Now let's get to your daughter and find out what this stuff is made of. [cuts to Lisa and Lily's room with the Soda Supreme on a plate where a sample of the drink goes through a tube, into chemistry bottles, and finally into a DNA scanner where it begins a D-N-A scan] What's the secret ingredient, Lis?
Lisa: Well, it appears that the main ingredient is…some black concoction. It is unknown what it is exactly, but it appears to be safe.
Lynn Sr: Well, whatever it is, I could've been selling these myself this whole time.
Flip: You? What about me? If anyone, I deserve to make a buck selling this stuff.
Lynn Sr: [removes the glass container and takes the drink] No way, man. This gold mine is mine.
Flip: Not if I can help it. [jumps at Lynn Sr, but the Loud chef moves out of the way and Flip flies into a table, knocking over Lisa's beakers] Ow.
Lisa: My beakers!
Lynn Sr: [cackling] Nice try. [about to take a sip]
Lisa: I wouldn't do that if I were you. There's another ingredient.
Lynn Sr: Hey, I paid good money for this thing. Of course I'm gonna drink it. [takes a sip] I don't get what the big deal is. This tastes like one of my drinks, but with added sugar.
Flip: Really? Let me try that. [Flip sips the drink and puckers his lips] Actually, there is a bit of a pungent aftertaste.
Lynn Sr: Hmmm. [sips again and puckers his lips] Hey, you're right. This ain't half bad. [takes another sip and laughs] This is amazing.
Flip: Well, don't hog it all. [sips and laughs] Oh yeah.
Lisa: Oh no.
Flip: [he sips in the rest of the drink until he sucks in the cup] Lynn, we're all out of juice!
Lynn Sr: Well, we gotta get more!
Lisa: You're making a big mistake. There's a second ingredient that causes a big effect. That's why I'm refraining from drinking any more of that and I'll be searching for an antidote.
Flip: Ah, phooey! You don't know what you're talking about. [he walks out with Lynn Sr]
Cut to the two men going back to the Soda Supreme store.
Lynn Sr: Oh, I can't wait to have more.
Lincoln: [runs up crying covered in body hair] What's happening to me?! [Lynn Sr. and Flip gasp in shock when they see the white-haired boy covered in white fur] They've shut down the Soda Supreme restaurants! [nearly freaking out as he runs off]
Flip and Lynn Sr: Huh? [they both see workers sucking out all the liquid in the Soda Supreme restaurant that says CLOSED FOREVER]
Hazmat #1: It'll take decades to clean this hazardous material up.
Hazmat #2: I sure feel sorry for whoever drank this.
Lynn Sr. screams as he is growing brown hair all over his body. Flip laughs, but then he grows gray hair and screams in terror.
Flip: Look at us!
Lynn Sr: Now what are we going to do?
Flip: I don't know, but I say this is your fault!
Lynn Sr: My fault?
Flip: You should've cracked this case sooner, Mr. Drink Expert!
Lynn Sr: Well, you sell drinks too! Why didn't you crack the case? Guess you're the brawns over brains guy.
Flip: I'll show you brawns!
Lynn Sr: Bring it on, old man!
Then the two businessmen get into a pointless brawl, and the hazmat workers watch this.
Hazmat #1: This is like watching wild animals fight in a cage.
Hazmat #2: My money's on Flip.