This looks like the art department.
Maybe this is the watercolor room.
[yelling]
Heh, heh, is this The Wonders of Watercolors?
No, this is Fun with Photography and you just ruined a whole month's work!
I'll see you jerks after school, meet me on blacktop at 3.
You think she's inviting us to play a game of tetherball?
No, that's where we fight.
Okay, so we ticked off one photo student,
but I'm sure we can smooth everything over after school.
I'm already writing the apology letter in my head.
- Come on, let's grab a seat. - Remember rule number two!
These look nice and sturdy.
Plus, we can make great eye contact with the teacher from here.
Oh, hey, dudes, those are actually our seats.
We saw them first, bud.
Um, okay, well, seats are assigned,
and those are legitimately ours.
Pssh, a likely story.
Come on, man!
Byron, Cici, what are you doing out of your seats?
I expect every student to be ready to work when the bell rings.
You two just earned zeroes for participation.
[gasping]
Meet us on the blacktop at 3.
How can we have so many enemies? We don't even go here yet.
Relax, this is our last class of the day,
let's just keep a low profile and try not to make anyone else hate us.
- Got it. - OK, people!
I spent all morning buffing the dumb floor for the PTA banquet,
so no dodgeball today, you're watching a movie instead.
[cheering]
Perfect! There's no way we can mess this up.
[screaming]
Who's responsible for this?
Remember rule number three: Never own up to making a mistake.
Well, since no one's fessing to the messing,
you can forget that movie. You're all cleaning up instead.
[groaning]
I can't believe this...
Don't feel bad buddy, if we admitted it was us,
we'd be the next Farty McStink Pants.
It was you! You're making us clean?
- You meet us on the blacktop at-- - Yeah, yeah, we know.
On the blacktop, three o' clock.
Uh-oh.
Guys! What's going on?
Well, it's a long story,
but I'm pretty sure it ends with those kids kicking our butts.
What the heck happened?
We tried following your rules, but people didn't think we're tough.
They just think we're jerks, and, I'm not sure I disagree.
Yeah, so thanks for the great advice.
I'm sorry. I was just trying to spare you guys from what happened to me.
Huh?
Yeah, my first year of middle school was a real horror story.
Excuse me, could you tell me how to get to the gym?
Oh sure, it's real easy, just head down those stairs over there.
[laughing]
So, that story you told us... was about you?
Yep. They were all me.
[laughing]
Farty Pants! Farty Pants!
I finally figured out that if I acted tough,
people would stop messing with me, and since it worked for me,
I thought it could help protect you guys too.
Wow, I had no idea you went through all that.
Me neither, and it was nice of you to try and help us,
even though it's gonna lead to a lot of pain.
No it's not, because I'm gonna take the heat for you guys.
No, no, no!
We have to go, some of those kids might still be here next year,
they're gonna think we're wimps who let other people fight our battles.
Though when you think about it, would that really be so bad?
Okay, okay.
[screaming]
[grunting]
Ugh.
I guess you guys don't have to beat us up,
because apparently we can do it ourselves.
[laughing]
Ah, we weren't really going to beat you up.
We just wanted to make you sweat a little.
Well, it worked.
This is my third shirt of the day.
[laughing]
Here kid, you dropped your-- Hey, are these snickerdoodles?
Uh, yeah. On me, help yourself.
Wow, these are good. What's your name again?
I'm Clyde McBride, and this is Lincoln Loud.
We're also known as Clincoln McCloud.
Clincoln McCloud BFFs.
Wow. These cards are so dorky,
they're actually cool.
Hey, Lynn, is pit stains your brother?
Uh, yeah.
He and his friend are all right.
Yeah, I guess they are after all.