"Hey, long fluffy-tailed mouse." Cici tried to whack it away, but the squirrel escaped from Cici's hand, which began to sway from the misalignment caused by that motion and quickly made itself up by holding on to the branch she was sitting on with one hand. Suddenly, the squirrel spit an acorn in her face, causing her to lose her balance again. This time she fell, but the girl managed to catch the branch with one hanging hand. "Like I said, no squirrel can stand up to the Super Agent." The dark-haired girl's monologue was interrupted by the sound of something breaking. It was the bough she was hanging from that could not bear her weight and ended up breaking in two and making Cici fall. It was four meters from the fall until she was covered in snow, "silent as a shadow, graceful as a cat, and brave. Like.... Super Agent Cici hates squirrels." Lying on the snowy ground, Sissy could see the squirrel standing on what was left of the branch, pointing at her and mocking her, when suddenly an older squirrel approached the younger one. The latter received a series of shrieks that could be interpreted as a scolding before the older squirrel grabbed him by the ear and dragged him to a hole in the tree.
"I heard it here, Lynn." A male voice approached the lying girl. Cici was so dizzy from the fall. that she didn't notice. Suddenly she saw that boy's face, with his long white hair covering his eyes. Cici was paralyzed by her proximity to the alleged criminal Lincoln Loud, and the worst thing was that he discovered her. The girl tried to get up or escape, but the pain in her ankle made her fall again, as she saw her ankle seem to swell. It seemed that the fall was worse than she thought, causing a sprain in her foot.
"What is it, Lincoln?" Lynn went to see the cause of that sound and saw a girl lying on the ground. "Girl, you should be more careful when you watch the birds."
Cici was at a loss as to what the girl in red had told her, but seeing that the binoculars were next to her, she quickly put them away.
"Birds? But at this time, there are no birds here." Lincoln said.
Lynn notices a swelling on the girl's ankle. "Dear friend, that sprain is bad."
Lincoln started to touch Cici's ankle. The girl tried to get away, but the pain wouldn't let her. Lincoln put his hands under her waist, followed by the sound of a zipper opening. "Don't worry. It won't hurt."
Cici's eyes shrank with fear. 'Oh no, this bastard is going to rape me,' thought the girl. She tried to escape by crawling, but Lincoln grabbed her by the calf tightly.
"Don't be so afraid. I'll be careful." Lincoln tried to immobilize the girl. "Ugh, that's impossible. Lynn will help me hold her." Lynn obeys and takes her by the shoulders, immobilizing her.
"No. Please, I'm not ready yet. I don't want my first time to be like this." Cici closed her eyes and screamed, leaving Lincoln and Lynn confused.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Lynn asked, puzzled.
Cici opened her eyes and saw Lincoln with a tube of ointment and a roll of bandages in his hands.
"Don't worry, I'll be careful." Lincoln said. He poured some ointment on his hand and smeared it on Cici's ankle. The ointment was cold and smelled of mint, and at last he bandaged Cici's ankle.
"Cool, Do you see? It wasn't that bad," Lincoln said with a good smile. "Good girl. Take this biscuit." He pulls out one of those biscuits he used to give his younger sisters. "take it. I baked them myself."
Cici was a little hesitant to take the biscuit. She slowly reached out and took the biscuit.
Once Lynn released her, Cici tried to get up, but the pain in her ankle made her fall over.
She quickly grabbed hold of the first thing that came close to her, which was Lincoln, and looked at the boy because he was helping her, not noticing that he was taller than boys who must be his age. He should be similar in height to her father. Plus, she can feel his steadiness and his chest through his orange tracksuit. She quickly broke away from Lincoln with a noticeable blush on her face. Even more than the ones she had when she thought he was going to rape her.
"Thank you... Thank you for your help, but I have to go now." She tried again to walk, but her ankle prevented her; luckily, this time she was caught by Lynn.
"Hey girl, you better take it easy, or at this rate you'll end up like a mummy." The athlete said she was lending her shoulder to lean on.
Lincoln put his hand on his chin in a measured gesture, then walked toward the tree where Cici fell, his palm caressing the trunk until he found a thick branch sticking out of the trunk. With a strong fist, he snatched it from the tree in one fell swoop.
Cici and Lynn were shocked at the boy's strength.
Lincoln used cotton wool and grease to cushion the branch, making an improvised cane.
"Take it," said Lincoln, extending the crutch to Cici.
Cici took the crutch, though it was rustic and offhand, but it was good, and it carried her well.
"Thanks again for helping me." The girl in the green jacket thanked him.
"You're welcome. Just be extra careful; let your foot rest, and in a few days it will be as good as new."
Lincoln and Lynn are back on their way, leaving Cici alone.
The girl had mixed feelings. On one hand, he helped her, and on the other hand, those rumors that were circulating about Lincoln, which she ignored, seemed to still haunt her head. Cici was lost in this sea of thoughts when she reflexively took a morsel of the biscuit that pulled her out of her thoughts. In a second, the biscuit was gone. The girl's eyes were wide open, her eyes big and bright, and her mouth full of crumbs. She had never tasted anything so delicious as that and was so amazed at its taste that she had not listened to the twenty messages and ten missed calls Christina had sent her.
Back at the Loud house, Lynn and Lincoln entered the house, and there was a sign on the stairs that read, Happy Fourth Annual Reunion.
Lynn snored. "Ah, not again, this ridiculous encounter."
"What's the reunion?" Lincoln asked.
Lynn proceeded to explain. "Once a year, Lori and Leni organize a get-together with their high school friends. Kind of nostalgic."
Lorii approaches Lincoln with various cooking ingredients in her hands. "Since we're busy, you'll take care of the snacks." She said this as she handed things over to Lincoln.
Nostalgia conquered the boy. His older sister hadn't changed even a bit after so many years.
"Ok Lori. I promise this will be the most memorable meeting Leni and her friends have ever had," said the boy in the kitchen with the apron on. "Let's do it."