No, my Arnold Palmer!
Don't worry, I got it.
Why couldn't this emergency practice wait
until after lunch?
I don't know, just hurry!
Niblick's email says to meet him ASAP.
OK, we're here and ready to practice, Coach.
Coach?
That's weird.
Wait.
Has the coach's email address always been
- TheNibster@HahaChumps. - Prank?
Yes!
Ten points for Sand Trap U.
My blowout is ruined!
Why are you throwing pudding at us?
You don't know, frosh?
Every year, our teams challenge each other
to the most epic week-long college competition ever...
both: The Prank War!
As the reigning champs,
we get to kick it off by striking first.
It's your move now, Fairway.
No! Not the Prank War!
It is the bane of my existence every year.
No matter how hard we try, we never even come close
to beating the Sand Trap team.
They're just too good!
The worst part is that the losing team has to clean
the winners' toilets for a month.
Well, save your plungers, people,
because Lori Loud cleans no one's toilets.
I literally come from the prankiest family ever.
I can so win this for us.
Raj, Marisa, and Ewan,
this is Luan, my little sister
and the best prankster I know.
Hiya, Lori's golf friends!
Listen to me, and you'll be pranking
like champs in no time--
no ifs, ands, or putts about it.
Anyway...
I've prepared a special prank boot camp
that can help you beat Sand Trap U.
- Oof! - But first,
say hello to my tough as nails assistant,
Mr. Coconuts!
That's Commander Coconuts to you.
Um, hello?
Are you eyeballin' me, grunt?
Huh?
Easy, Commander.
They're just kids.
Now it's time to learn the three basic prank types.
Number one, things that go splat!
Your aim is off, grunt!
Drop and give me ten...
Dollars.
Pies don't grow on trees, you know.
Throw it overhand,
not underhand!
This isn't a beanbag toss!
And you,
stop licking the pies.
This isn't amateur hour.
Lori, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it.
Your pie springboarding technique is half-baked.
Watch and learn.
Bullseye!
Right in the piehole.
Ah, what a relaxing afternoon stroll.
Oh, no! We can't prank Niblick!
Oh, good heavens.
My shoe is untied.
all: Phew.
Prank type number two,
things that go splash.
I hope you grunts were taking notes.
Now let's see what happens
when someone steps through the lasers.
Chet and Brooke are not gonna know what hit 'em.
Motion detected.
Sprinklers engaged.
Good job on rigging those sprinklers, Commander.
Prank type number three,
things that go ka-blam!
For this one, we need a volunteer.
Ooh, pick me! Pick me!
You, muscles.
Right this way.
All you have to do is hit
this completely ordinary golf ball.
Congratulations, team.
You survived boot camp and are ready to prank.
I always knew you had it in you.
Hey! That's not what you told me.
Shh! Quiet, Commander.
Now, before I go,
I want to leave you with something.
Ooh! Whoopee cushion?
Exploding pie? Fake poop?
All hilarious, but no.
A little advice-- now that you know
the pranking basics, remember,
anything can be a prank.
And I mean anything.
Even an exit!
Ugh, stink cloud.
Typical Luan.
But she's right. We're ready.
So let's go win this thing!
There.
As soon as the Sand Trap team hits a bump, splat!
They'll be pied and glitter bombed.
Marisa, now is not the time for a joyride!
It's not me!
The cart's driving on its own!
Look out!
Nice try, Fairway.
But we're one step ahead of you.
Ten points for us.
Great plan, Lori.
This will be sure to cause a splash.
And now we just cover this with fake grass.
Perfect. Come on, let's go hide.
I can't wait to see them fall in.
all: Ah!
Sorry, chumps.
One step ahead of you again.
And this time,
we did you one better.
Back it up!
Ten points for us,
plus an extra five for the golf balls.
We are so good.
There.
All they have to do is trigger the motion sensors
on the sprinklers, and tapioca will go everywhere!
We finally got them--
What a marvelous golf course!
Why, it's almost as nice as Fairway's.
What? Why is Coach Niblick here?
That--that's not part of the plan!
Ugh, forget the plan!
We're gonna prank our coach at our rival school
with his least favorite dessert?
Quick, turn it off!
We'll just have to trip the sprinklers ourselves.
Run!
Motion detected. Sprinklers engaged.
From now on, tapioca is my least favorite dessert.
What in the world is going on here?
This is not how I expect my team to behave.
Sorry, sir.
I can explain.
No, I'll do the explaining.
You just fell for the old coach fake-out prank!
Wow.
We've hit a new scoring record,
and your team still has a whopping zero.
Good luck catching up now.
Don't worry, we'll get those plungers ready for ya.
I'm so sorry, everyone.
I thought with Luan's help, we could win.
But Brooke and Chet are just too good--
and honestly, a little terrifying.
Yep. They've got all the moves.
And we've got nada, zilch, double zilch--
in other words, nothing.
Remember, anything can be a prank.
And I mean anything.
Guys, I know how we can beat Sand Trap U!
We did it again.
Not like beating Fairway's ever a challenge.
Here's to another year of not having to clean our toilets.
We have this prank war in the bag!
Yeah, this is gonna be epic!
Shh. Come on.
We don't want Brooke and Chet to know
about the outrageous booby traps
we set up all over their golf course.
Oh, boy. I wouldn't want to be them
when those bad boys go off.
I'm not worried.
Me neither.
Where are they?
Where are the pranks?
The gags?
The booby trap?
We spent all night tearing apart our golf course,
and we found nothing!
That's because there is nothing.
both: What?
A wise prankster once said,
"Anything can be a prank."
And I realized, if that's true,
maybe the best prank of all can be nothing.
And you guys fell for it.
Boom!
That is the best prank I've ever seen!
Compose yourself, Chet!
Fine. You got us.
That doesn't mean you have enough points to win.
Well, let's see.
We get ten points for every prank.
And since we basically tricked you
into pranking yourselves on all 18 holes of your course,
that's 180 points.
Sounds like a new scoring record.
Fine. You win.
Come on, Chet.
Bye!
We'll see you later today for our toilet cleaning.
Let me know if you need any tips!
We did it, you guys!
All thanks to Lori!
all: [chanting] Lori! Lori!
Lori! Lori! Lori!
all: Uh-oh.
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♪ May sound bad but ain't the case ♪
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♪ Duck and dodge and push and shove ♪
♪ That's the way we show our love ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪ - ♪ Loud house ♪
♪ Laundry piles stacked up high ♪
♪ Hand-me-downs that make me cry ♪
♪ Stand in line to take a pee ♪
♪ Never any privacy ♪
♪ Chaos with 11 kids ♪
♪ That's the way it always is ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪