The Loud house: The loud of Greed 💴

A grave mistake

[A peaceful night at the Royal Woods Cemetery, Lucy and Fangs are running.]

Lucy: [Panting] Hurry, Fangs. We're gonna be late.

Bertrand: [Smacks a skull gavel] Good evening fellow members of the Morticians Club, I've called this meeting because I have, terrible news. [The Morticians Club reflect on this, just as Lucy takes her seat.] Oh, no, no, no, no, in this case the terrible news is nothing to be excited about; My father accepted a job as a lifeguard on the S.S. Fun Times Party Cruise. [Boris plays something on his keyboard.] And since I can not legally separate from them, [Boris plays again] I must move with my suntanned family. [Boris plays again, and the club reflects on this tragic event.] Thank you dear friends, but please, dwell not on my misfortune, instead let us focus on more important matters. [Brief moment of silence, and Bertrand clear his throat, trying to get Boris' attention. Boris sees this and plays his piano again.] Try and keep up Boris. More important matters like... Who will replace me as president?

Everyone: Gasp.

[Fangs makes a gesture to Lucy.]

YOU GOT THIS

[Lucy gives an "Oh stop" motion to Fangs.]

PSH SHAW

Bertrand: I have however already chosen my successor, [Lucy and Fangs get excited.] I really think she's earned it, [Lucy and Fangs get more excited.] so please welcome our new president... [Lucy gets up] Haiku. [Haiku squeals in excitement and goes up to the podium, and Bertrand offers her the gavel.] Haiku, do you accept?

Haiku: So unexpected, but an honor to bang the, skeleton gavel. That was a haiku I just wrote.

[Bangs the gavel, and there's a moment of silent and Bertrand realizes something.]

Bertrand: Boris.

[Boris plays his keyboard, and Lucy's heart breaks.]

[Back at the Loud house, Lucy is venting to Lalo]

Lucy: It's not right that Bertrand picked Haiku to be president over me, she just turned goth last year.

Lalo:And you were planning funerals since you were 2! That's commitment!

Lucy: Exactly, thank you.

Lalo: Lucy, you have to stick up for yourself! Tomorrow you are going over there and tell Bertrand that your way more qualified to be a president!

[The next day, the Mortician's club is in the schoolyard, Bertrand drawing a chalk line around Boris on the ground, the rest of the club applauds, and Lucy comes up to them.]

Lucy: Gloomy morning everyone, I have an announcement... I've thought it over and, I too, would like to be considered for president. [The other club members are surprised this.] I think I'd do a great job, after all; who stays late to make sure the dissecting forceps are put away? And who thought of our group motto; Keep Calm, and Embalm? And who carried our team in the grave digging competition?

[The club members agree that Lucy's the one who did all that.]

Dante: You dug an eight footer.

Bertrand: Yes Lucy, you've made a good case for yourself. How about this? After school the club will meet, and we shall put it to a vote.

[Haiku is aghast, and Lucy is satisfied, when the announcements start.]

Clyde: Good morning Royal Woods Elementary, Clyde McBride here with my sidekick, you're mascot, give it up for Ricky the Rooster. [Clyde is in the office with an aged rooster.] Ricky, how about giving the good morning cock-a-doodle-doo? [Ricky pecks Clyde's nose.] Ow! [Scene returns to the Mortician's Club outside.] Ricky wait, remember you're condition.