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Pete, you said

your brother had a van.

Yes, but then he had to help

his buddy move,

so he got us a replacement.

You are so lucky

Lincoln isn't here to see this.

This is a disaster.

Just pick one.

Leave him here.

- Pick one?

- Pick one?

Like it's nothing?

We've already missed Nikolai.

If we lose another one,

then they're barely even a band.

- They're barely a band anyway.

- Shut up!

Count out loud and tell everyone,

"The RMLF forever. "

One R... MLF.

Two RMLF.

Girls, come on.

...nine RMLF,

ten RMLF...

Dev, are you seeing this?

My parents leave town

and she throws a party.

Yeah, and she didn't even invite us.

Pete, pull up over there.

I can't believe someone

killed Madame Broussard

right under our nose.

I think we should check in

with the girls.

I'm sure they're fine.

We should just call the cops,

have them kick everyone out.

I think we have

three kidnapped 5 Leo Rise members

in the back of Pete's car.

I don't think it's smart

to bring the law into this.

Good point.

We'll bring them in

through the side door.

How?

It's a party.

Who's going to notice?

Okay.

Hey, the chips are...

are over there.

Let's go hang out,

you know?

Whoa, are we at a rave?

If anyone makes a sound,

they're dead.

Hello?

Hey, cupcake, checking in.

How's everything?

Everything's great.

Staying out of trouble?

- Absolutely.

- There boys in the house?

- No.

- You see there?

You make fun of your old,

uncool dad,

but the oath... the oath works.

- What are you doing at my party?

- It's Dad, for you.

You bit...

Hi, Daddy.

So did you solve the case yet?

No, but the weekend

has just begun.

- Ritchie.

- Mason.

Yo, did you guys see Nikolai?

They didn't get Nikolai.

What? How do you know?

Don't smell him.

Nikolai has a smell.

What did they do with KK?

Dude, I think they took KK away.

What?

Oh, my God.

The RMLF killed KK.

- Pete, what are you doing?

- Having a chocolate strawberry.

Put it down.

- It's a party.

- Put it down!

Okay, what do we do now?

We leave them down there

for a while, get 'em good and scared.

When Lincoln gets back,

we can start the torture.

Great. And when

they're freaked out and scared,

Gabby and I will go down

and offer to save them

as long as they agree to play

for our school.

Right?

Yeah. Save them.

Excuse us for, like, two secs.

- You're totally spacing.

- What?

No, it's... okay, I sort of have

a confession to make.

You know how earlier

when I fainted?

Yeah.

It wasn't because I was scared.

It was because of Mason.

Oh, my God.

What did he do to you?

Nothing. Nothing, he just...

smiled.

I think I love him.

- No, you don't.

- Yes, I do.

No, you can't.

We agreed!

No crushing on the captives!

We hate them.

I do.

I do, I hate all of them.

Everyone except for Mason.

That's it.

Gabby Ann Davis,

you need to dig deep and get tough.

Remember, these guys

are the reason why we're outcasts.

Look, I can't do this

without you, okay?

Now, take it off.

Take him off.

Oh, that off.

- Bye-bye.

- Easy.

Stop it.

God.

Oh, my God, Lincoln.

Thank God you're okay.

Gabby, wake up.

It's Lincoln.

He's here.

Yeah, yeah. You know there's

no situation I can't handle.

But you guys just left me there.

What was that all about?

Thank God I had a little juice left

in my cell phone to call my mom,

who, by the way,

says you don't deserve me.

Oh, God.

Okay, I think we have something

that'll make it up to you.

We have three members

of 5 Leo Rise in the basement.

- Shut up.

- Seriously.

You guys messing with me?

I thought you said it was three of them.

- Yeah. There is.

- Isn't it great?

There's only one of them

down there.

- Funny.

- I'm serious.

There they go in the back.

Let's go get them.

What?

Scooter, faster, man! Come on!

Morning, Mrs. Knipplemeyer!

You're all looking so beautiful.

Morning, Mrs. Knipplemeyer!

Oh, good morning, children.

Those are such lovely...

You be nice to them now, you hear?

Yes, yes, yes.

Hey, Mrs. Knipplemeyer!

How you do?

- Hi.

- Hey.

Morning, Mrs. Knipplemeyer!

Oh, good morning, children.

I know their parents

must be so proud of them.

What's your name, girlie man?

Richard Treziak.

And you're what?

- I'm a total loser wuss.

- Yes, you are.

- Who needs his ass kicked.

- Yes, you do.

And what's your name?

Name's Steven Margiatta, sir!

Don't look at me!

But I go by Scooter,

and I'm a piece-of-crap mama's boy

who stole his name from a Muppet.

Pitiful.

And?

I need my ass kicked.

Yes, you do, especially

for wearing this frickin' mullet.

- What is that?

- It's a faux-hawk, sir.

What the hell is a faux-hawk?

- It's... it...

- Shut up!

What about you, mop top?

My name is Mason.

- I'm a long-haired hippie.

- Yeah.

And?

You can kick my ass?

Yes, I can.

You better say it like you mean it!

- You can kick my ass, man.

- Whatever.

- You getting this on tape?

- Yeah, getting all of it.

I cannot believe that

these jokers went AWOL again.

I just...

Thank God you guys are still here.

Where were you?

The band's been kidnapped.

At least the handcuffs

are a nice touch.

What?

These aren't mine.

Sure.

This group, the RMLF,

they grabbed us after the show.

Oh, no! You mean just like

the unannounced three-day weekend

you guys took

during the Mall of America signing?

It's not like that.

Then it must be like the Orlando

Scooter-is-dead prank.

It's real this time,

it's not a prank,

and they still have

the other three guys.

Can I tell you one thing?

Nikolai here

is starting to feel left out.

He wept all night.

- Liar.

- No, no. He did.

Wept in my arms like a newborn.

What is on your shirt?

It's wing sauce.

Scooter's.

- This is your fault.

- I'm feeling the guilt.

Go write a song or something!

See, the RMLF...

we hate fake musicians

like you guys.

If you were a real musician,

you could play this guitar.

Give me that!

Anybody could do that!

A one-armed midget could do that.

I know old ladies

that can play better than that.

- Erase the tape, Pete.

- Yeah.

Remember, Gabs,

Mason isn't Mason.

He's just some random guy

who thinks humiliating

girls with cancer is funny.

- You hate him.

- I... hate him.

Hey, freak show.

Listen, I'm going out,

so when I get back,

this place better be spotless.

This wasn't my party.

I'm not going to clean up your mess.

That's for crashing

my party last night.

Now, unless you want me to call

Mom and Dad

and tell them that you were the one

with the boys in the house,

you clean up.

Fine.

You hate him. Let's go.

Hate him.

Make it stop!

Ow! Save me!

Which one's next?

You've been at it all day.

It's our turn.

What are you guys about to do?

- We were just getting into it.

- Don't mess this up.

As long as you follow our demands,

you'll make it out alive.

What did you do to KK?

Do as we say and KK will be fine.

Otherwise our friends here

will tear you limb from limb.

No way. The crazy fans

from the signing?

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