[Bobby and Ronnie Anne visit the Loud House]
Ronnie Anne: Hey Lynn, me and my brother wanted to drop by and congratulate you on your win [notices something] Uh, why is your calender showing yesterday's date?
Lynn: What do you mean? This is today's date.
[Stares at the calendar stuck to the fridge and pulls it down.]
Bobby: So, you don't regret wearing a giant squirrel costume for the rest of your life when your family takes you out with them to their events.
Lincoln: Of course not, because I have a "Plan B".
Bobby: What's "Plan B"?
Ronnie Anne: Hmm... [Studies the calendar, then scrapes off a 4 on the number 14, reavealing it to be the number 13] I figured out what really happened!
Lynn: What are you talking about?
Ronnie Anne: Well, didn't you ever wonder why your family were the only people in town who celebrated Independence Day early, someone put fake numbers on your calendar, your first softball game was scheduled on Friday the 13th, not the 14th.
Lynn: [Gasps in realization]
Lincoln: I'm going to get a tattoo of a horseshoe on my butt!
Bobby: I don't know, a tattoo is a big commitment. You should probably think about it for-
[Bobby sees Lincoln in a taxi and drives off to the strip mall as the Loud Family enters]
Lori: Hey, Boo-Boo Bear. Where's Lincoln?
Lynn: So, it turns out I was- [Mumbles]
Leni: What?
Lynn: You know, I was- [Mumbles]
Ronnie Anne: [Sighs] The softball game she accused Lincoln of being bad lack was on Friday the 13th. She's trying to say she was wrong, but her mouth is pathologically incapable of saying those words.
Bobby: Well, I hope her legs are capable of making up for it.
Lynn: What? Why?
[The scene switches to the tattoo parlor.]
Police Officer: It looks just like her, thanks.
Lincoln: I'd like this [Shows a paper with a horseshoe] on that. [Points at his butt]
Tattoo Artist: Uh-huh.
[The scene was paused and divided into two sides. The Loud Family, Bobby and Ronnie Anne get into Vanzilla. Lynn Sr. starts the engine and presses the fuel pedal, the car moves but they crash into the front of a bus unexpectedly.]
Luna: Dude! What are you doing?!
Lynn Sr.: I couldn't see ahead!
Lana: Then we're gonna have to run.
[Rita, Lynn Sr. and the kids run on the sidewalk with Lisa in the lead until she crashes into a lamppost.]
Lincoln: Ow! It hurts so bad! Oh no, no, no, no! I can't do it! It's too painful!
Tattoo Artist: Kid, I assure you, that's a reasonable price for a tattoo.
[Lincoln pays the fee with his dad's credit card then pulls down his pants. Lisa is lying on the ground while Luna helps her to get up, then Luan puts her front tooth back into her gums. They continue their journey at a slower pace, putting their hands in front of them so that they don't bump into anything but Lola accidentally touches something.]
Lola: Aw, please don't be a butt, please don't be a butt, please don't be a butt. Ah, thank you universe. [Sees that the thing she touched is a butt-headed guy and shivers.]
Dr. Fanny: Technically, that's my face.
[Lola is disgusted so she rubs her hand off on something offscreen.]
Dr. Fanny: Uhh, that's my butt.
Lola: [Sighs]
Lucy: Let's go this way! We can see where we're going in this direction!
[They continue their run by heading toward the screen. The tattooing is about to start.]
Lincoln: Wait!
Tattoo Artist: What?
Lincoln: You're holding it upside down. [Rotates the paper upside down, showing the horseshoe right-side up] Almost got myself a bad luck tattoo.
[Both of them laugh.]
Rita: Where is it?
Lisa: By the strip mall, somewhere on the left.
Rita: [Turns her head to the left] I can't see anything! [Grunts and kicks through the divide, revealing the entire screen. However in doing so, she inadvertently hits the police officer.] Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry.
Police Officer: Wait, I gotta write you a ticket before I forget what happened.
[As the police officer takes out his pen and notebook, he falls to the ground unconscious. Rita, Lynn Sr. and the kids look at each other, shrug, and run away. Finally at the tattoo parlor, Lynn bursts through the door and startles the Tattoo Artist.]
Lynn: Stop!
Tattoo Artist: Why?
Lynn: Where's my brother?!
Lincoln: [Speaks with a muffled voice] I'm here! [Waves at Lynn from under the glass door]
Lynn: [Lifts the door off of Lincoln] Oh, I uh... Here. [Helps him to his feet] What have you done?
Lincoln: Ahh, don't worry sis.
Lynn: Oh thank goodness you didn't go through with it.
Lincoln: Ha no, I totally went through with it. I just meant that he gave me a discount so Dad dosen't need to worry about the price. [Unzips his pants, pulls down his underwear and shows them the tattoo.]
Lynn: Lincoln, there's something important I really need to tell you. I was wro- [Mumbles]
Lincoln: Huh?
Luan: She messed up with the date and she was wrong.
Lincoln: [Gasps then laughs] Well, that's a day to remember.
Lynn: [Grunts sheepishly]
Lincoln: Aw! Just kidding. [Hugs Lynn] I know exactly how to fix this.
Lynn: How?
[The tattoo artist needles Lincoln's butt.]
Lincoln: Now I'll always bring you good luck when I'm right by your side. What do you think?
Lynn: [Smiles] I love it.
[The camera shows the new tattoo with the letters from Lynn's name on the horseshoe.]
