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Lana might be the messy Loud, but even she dosen't enjoy a sudden soaking. To bad that Luan didn't care. And had a habit of enjoying winding up her siblings.

A hat-less Lana walked out of the room she sheared with her twin Lola, to be suddenly soaked. Shortly followed by a metal bucket landing on her head.

"That looked like a splash. Ha ha ha! Get it." Lana heard Luan quip.

Lana growled and charged at the source of Luan's voice, without taking the bucket off. Lana ended up tripping and crashed into the wall, bucket first. The moulded around Lana's and gripped on tight. Lana growled and tried to get the bucket off. But the bucket refused to budge. "LUAN! GET THIS BUCKET OFF ME NOW!" Lana roared. Lana's demand earned the attention of her other siblings.

Lucy's head was sticking out of the hallway vent. Lola came out of the bathroom. Leni, Luna, Lincoln, Lisa and Lily came out of their rooms. And Lori and Lynn came up the stairs.

"Ugh, Luan why?" Lori questioned with a tired tone.

"She was only meant to get wet. Not get stuck in this position. Ha ha ha! Get it?" Luan quipped while the others groaned.

"I can get it off." Lynn proudly proclaimed. She strolled up to her younger sister and grabbed the rim of the bucket with both hands. And with no warning, She puled as hard as she could. The sudden jerk caused Lana to lose her footing, and collapse onto her knees. "Lincoln grab her legs." Lynn orders.

"Alright, but I don't think this will work." Lincoln responds as he approaches. Once Lincoln had hold of Lana's legs, he slowly began to lift them. Lana was now completely off the floor.

"Alright on three." Lynn commands. "One, two, three." With that, the two Loud's begin a tug of war with their younger sister and the bucket attached to her head. "Pull Lincoln!"

"I am pulling!" Lincoln shoots back.

"Then pull harder!" Lynn barks.

"You pull harder!" Lincoln growls.

"Careful not to pull a muscle. Ha ha ha! Get it?" Luan joked much to the annoyance of the others. Especially for Lynn, Lincoln and Lana.

As Lynn takes a step back, she trips on her baseball and falls. "Whoa!" Lynn kept her grip on the bucket and dragged Lana and Lincoln. Causing them to collapse on top of her. "Uff, ugh." Lynn groaned.

"And the curtains come crashing down! Ha ha ha! I crack myself up." Luna joked.

"Can we just use the tub of grease in the garage!?" Lana requested without trying to hide how much Luan's jokes were annoying her.

"Luan, you take her." Lori commanded.

"What? Why me?" Luan asked.

"Because this is literally your fault, and you've literally not stopped making jokes." Lori answers with a irritated tone.

"Fine." Luan responds. She grabs hold of Lana's hand and pulls her out of the pile. When that is done, she leads her to the garage. Once there, Luan finds the grease and dips in two fingers. "Ya know. We always called you a grease monkey. Luan chuckles.

"Just hurry up and get this thing off me." Lana grumbles.

Luan wiggles her fingers between the bucket and Lana's face. Catching grease on both sides, and repeats on the other cheek. After that Luan grabs hold of the bucket and wiggles it side to side as she lifts it off. As the bucket comes lose Lana's eyes adjust to the sudden rush of light. "Better?" Luan asks.

Lana had grease on both of her cheeks and some had gotten into her hair. "Not quite." Lana responds as she stairs at the bucket. Before Luan could ask why, Lana snatched the bucket and shoved it onto Luan's head. "Now I'm better." Lana mentioned as she walked away with a prideful smile.

"Ha ha ha. I'll give you that one." Luan comments before she tries to take the bucket off. It dosen't come off. "Er, Lana. I could use your help?" No response. "Anyone? Anyone? Hello?"

I took Luna 30 minutes to get the bucket off.

The End.