The black Impala rolled up right behind a light blue Prius. A cacophony of chaotic sounds erupting from the window of the Loud household could be heard from where Quinlan parked. The passenger door swung open and the wayward son jumped out. His knees popped as he squatted down to stretch out his legs that had cramped during the journey. The boy had not expected to be so uncomfortable after storing his oil soaked sleeping bag between his legs but it was. Another door's opening caused him to stop mid lunge.
QT and Cristina got out of the car almost simultaneously. Quinlan gently raised her driving sunglasses to be on top of her head. Her eyes scanned the vicinity for oncoming traffic before opening the back door and trunk. After devouring what could adequately be called a crap ton of spam, the Timber had dug through several closets to find usable sleeping bags. Throwing all necessaries into the car, they were ready for tonight's sleepover.
*honk honk*
A red Camry interrupted their unloading and pulled up behind them. In the driver's seat was the spicy, redhead Becky and her passenger, the meek Dana.
"There's my white russian!" Becky's arm was out the window as she waved to the group. Cristina looked at the pair with inquisition not recognizing them through the windshield. Quinlan had less issue and with a squint she whispered under her breath the teen's identity.
"Tigress…" The words left breathily and with a hint of competition. The Camry's engine shut off at the turn of the driver's key. Lincoln stood up from his stretching and looked over.
"Hey Becky, hey Dana!"
"*GASP*" Becky jumped out of her car in a melodramatic display of falling towards the boy. A shaky hand reached out like a desperate man in search of water. "How could you forget my name, my white russian?"
"But I said Bec-" Two hands reached up a grabbed him at his non existent lapels.
"Why do you do this to me, white russian?"
"Oh! Uh, yeah. I'm sorry erm, Tigress." The white haired lad suddenly found himself lifted in the air and pulled cheek to cheek with the redhead.
"All is forgiven," The playful teen returned the Loud son to the ground. "I'm super excited for tonight. I hope you have some more party tricks for us."
"I can think of a few." Lincoln raised a hand to his chin as if pondering. Two light taps on his shoulder stopped his thinking.
Turning around he saw the tapper to be none other than Dana. Eyes now upon her she gave him a small smile and embarrassed wave. The boy returned the gesture in kind but her next action confused him a great deal. The brunette's smile continued but instead of waving she began pointing to herself. One white eyebrow quirked up to the dismay of the teen. Slightly discouraged the teen raised two cupped hands above her head and wiggled her nose. A bright red streak bridged her cheeks together out of sheer embarrassment.
"Oh! Hi Bunny Ears!" The boy likewise raised two cupped hands like ears and gave her a quick nose wiggle in return. A goofy grin was upon the teen's face and her entire face erupted in a heavy blush.
"And as we return to our documentary of the mating habits of the elusive Bunny Ears, we witness her trying to lure her prey away from the safety of Honey Bee's hive." Dana froze hearing Becky's words. With her bunny pose still engaged, she gazed up. The flushed teen could see the redhead chortling into her hands at her own joke and most likely Dana's reaction. The bigger issue she saw was actually Quinlan who was currently releasing a dark aura. The curvy girl was in a power stance, legs far apart with fists on hips. Reading her threatening expression, Dana slowly lowered her ears and took a few steps back from the Bee's drone.
"Cheer up, Honey Bee," Becky elbowed the girl in abdomen. "Bunny Ears never got to hear Lincoln call her by her pet name. Let the girl have her fun." Quinlan acknowledge the statement with a frump and a upturning of her nose. All were unaware of Cristina's wanting eyes watching the situation unfold.
From the trunks and back seats of the two cars, several bags were grabbed. Some of the bags contained their sleeping supplies while others held snacks or party games. The sound of locking doors signaled the end of their gathering and advancement towards the house. Lincoln, for his part, was at the front door unlocking it for the girls. His voice echoed through the halls causing the chaos to calm inside for a brief second. A stampede of feet suddenly caused the earth beneath the lot to rumble. Even before entering the Loud house, the residents of the abode came to greet the girls and Quinlan specifically.
"Quinlan! Are you alright?" A raspy voice shouted from the crowd trying squeeze pass one another to meet everyone on the lawn. Shooting out of the amalgamation of people was a small girl in overalls. She made no attempt to clean herself as she stood up. "We saw what happened at the game! How's your hand?!"
"Wait, her hand?" Dana looked down. Redressed after her shower, Quinlan's hand was heavily wrapped and in a splint. "Oh geez, what happen?!" In her shock, several of her bags dropped to the ground which, unnoticed by everyone, were swept up and taken inside.
Quinlan looked at her own hand. She spun it around to give it the once over and then gave an unmoved expression.
"She punched some guy's lights out!" An ecstatic Lynn Jr. shouted from the cluster of girls. The group finally burst forth out of the door, scattering across the front porch and lawn. "Seriously, when it's better we should spar."
"I doubt that will be for some time." Lisa walked up as a white haired person passed with a sleeping bag. "It's likely that she broke one of her metacarpal bones, commonly referred to as boxer's fracture."
The young genius looked up to the teen questioningly for confirmation. QT was somewhat shocked by the girl's accuracy. With a nod Lisa's suspicions were verified and a slight pride weld up inside, though she wouldn't let it show outwardly.
"Who did you punch?" Dana asked.
"Oh, I saw it." Becky spoke up, "It was this guy on the basketball team. He tried to kiss Honey Bee to get her to go with him to prom." Dana let out a small gasp and covered her open mouth.
"Then she went WHAM, BAM, right in the kisser!" shouted an enthusiastic Luan.
"Really?!" Dana's shock made it apparent she was the only one not in the know. Quinlan handed her bag off to the little helper before nodding towards the shocked teen.
"Yeah, that jerk got what was coming to him!" Lola raised a gloved hand and shook it angrily. "The nerve of some people, right Quinlan?" The small pageant queen fluttered her eyelashes at QT. A small sucking up that the teen had grown used to. After the young girl realized how good having favor with QT was in regards to her brother, her flattery wasn't uncommon. Still, it was better than how she first treated her so she took it with a grain of salt.
"How are you doing, you know, emotionally?" Carol spoke out. The blonde had arrived early and had been waiting inside with Lori who also looked concerned.
Quinlan thought about it for a second. After the gut reaction of anger, that also spilt over to her ex-friend, all she could feel was...spent. These past weeks have been an emotional roller coaster for sure. With little time between each emotional turmoil, all she could hope for was a peaceful weekend.
"She wants to relax, or so her expression is saying." Dana spoke for her. Quinlan's eyes widened at realization she had yet to speak. The Louds, Tigress, Bunny Ears, and Care Bear had been great confidants.
She no longer had to hold back anymore.
A gentle smile thanked Dana before QT spoke.
"Thank you, everyone." the group's faces were a mixture of concern and confusion. "I'll be fine, let's not hold back this sleepover!" QT thrusted her battleworn fist in the air to a round of cheers.
As Lincoln secretly took in Becky's bag, he smiled at his loved ones support of his lover. A path forged in heartache but their path nonetheless. He would continue to fight alongside her.
A small chuckle escaped the boy's lips when Bunny Ears and Tigress noticed their bags were missing. They frantically looked at their feet. Nothing. Quinlan chuckled at the sight, before pointing inside. Lincoln gave a polite wave to apologize for the confusion. The two teens fixed their ruffled clothes and pretended to cough into a hand out of embarrassment. Dana mouthed the words 'thank you' as she blushed and returned his gesture. With a nod, Lincoln ascended the stairs to Lori & Leni's bedroom.
The room was tidier than normal and minor furniture was removed from the floor. It was not the grandest room and would be a tight fit, especially with the multiple child size sleeping bags tucked away in a corner. Carpets were vacuumed and gave the illusion of cleanliness that is hard to maintain with so many kids. When they wanted to, the Loud kids could really do anything.
And that's what Lincoln was counting on.
This plan must work.
Lincoln would put it in writing later, there were still a few more bags and the fact he probably needed a shower. Returning to the first floor, Lincoln watched on as all the girls were taking turns sniffing his sleeping bag.
"It really does smell like pomegranates." Carol announced after wafting a bit of the scent into her nose.
"Ooo~ you and Lincy had so much playing last night~!" Leni clapped her hands happily. Many of the older girls looked at Quinlan with shock. The browned eyed girl began to fervently denying the claim.
"No! No playing," QT's hands waved frantically to make sure they understood. "We accidentally spilt the massage oil on it."
"A massage hmmm?" Becky began to bounce her eyebrows suggestively.
"Just a massage!" Quinlan tried to assert.
"Was he good?" The redhead continued.
"Well, yeah a bit."
"A bit?" Quinlan eyes dilated as she heard her little sister's voice, "You were moaning and making funny faces. How did it go?" Cristina tapped her chin in a mischievous way.
"Sis, pleas-"
"*Moan* Lincoln~ You're *ooohhhh* Really good at this. *mmmphhh*"
The sensual sounds emitted from the young girl caused several girls to have goosebumps. Dana's face turned a bright red and she covered her mouth in shock. Becky bit her bottom lip either out of not wanting to laugh or because the images coming to her mind very graphic. Carol just gave a nice long whistle. The rest of the Loud family were mostly just stunned, especially the mother.
No one saw when Rita Loud entered the room with a bowl of chips. What they did see was prompted beforehand by the sound of a glass bowl thudding against carpet. As the group turned, they saw Mrs. Loud's hands empty with her mouth in a 'o'. Chips scattered across the floor, which the pets swarmed at. From her perspective, Rita saw the world begin tilting and her body falling. Nobody was able to catch the mother as she fainted.
Several minutes later, Rita was awoken by air being fanned at her by several young girls. Their faces conveyed worry for their mother but not as much as the curly haired brunette who was anxious to clear things up.
"Erg, what happened?" Asked the dazed mother.
"Nothing happened! I swear!" Quinlan's yell to clarify only added to her headache. The blonde mother placed a finger on the teen's lips.
"Please, Quinlan, I have a headache." The woman sat up and saw her family and their friends around them. "Woo~, that was a bit of a shock."
"I-iiii swear nothing happened."
"Deary, it's fine. We meant to give you the pineapple one. The pomegranate is just too good." Rita rubbed her temples, with the world coming back into view she could see the frightened face of QT. The older women placed her hand on the scared teen's cheek. "Quinlan, it's okay. I believe you. I just overreacted a bit."
"A bit?" A sarcastic Lynn Jr. voiced. A quick, yet stern look from Rita stopped another outburst.
"Y-you aren't mad?" Quinlan asked Lincoln's mother.
"Of course not, as long as you treat each other properly I'll be okay with you." The pair shared a gentle smile, an understanding met. The mother released her soft touch and slowly rose to her feet. Her two oldest daughters flanked her as she wobbled some. "Oh, but remember," Rita looked back once more at QT. "Not until Lincoln's older." And with those final words she left to go join her husband in the kitchen.
A mild silence permeated the room as everyone thought about ways to start the conversation again. Some thought to stop the pets and Lana's devouring of the food on the ground but it didn't seem important. It was finally the redheaded Becky to break the ice.
"Soooo," the perky teen started. "Does Lincoln give massages often?"
"Becky!" Dana shouted out of shock, but then paused. Her eyes looked over to Lori before asking, "Does he?" The eldest daughter of the Loud family rolled her eyes at the questions.
"How about we instead watch a movie or play a game?" Lori asked to Carol, who she hoped was of sound mind.
"Like a game to see who gets a massage first?" Carol's question diminished Lori's hope of some return to sanity.
"A massage would totes be great!" Leni did not help the situation. Quinlan swept up the white haired boy into her arms and glared at the group. Most of the younger girls, apart from her sister, seemed uninterested at the prospect of a massage. The younger kids definitely wanted to play some sort of game but the prize in question didn't appeal to them.
"It's okay, Honey Bee," Lincoln had to pull his face out of his girlfriend's cleavage in order to speak. "I don't mind really, I'll just not use the massage oil." QT puffed her cheeks at the boy.
"Literally, how about no." Lori tried to stamp out the idea. "Let's just play a game for fun."
"What's a game without a prize?!" Lynn Jr. jumped on the couch. "Where's the trill?!"
"What?! Lynn you're not helping!" The blonde tried to scold the competitive girl.
"What if it doesn't have to be a massage?" Carol cut between the two sisters. "How about a different prize, any suggestions?"
"How about Lincoln has to be the winner's butler for the night?!" Lola began plotting.
"What if Lincoln has to clean the winner's gym bag?!" Lynn grinned in anticipation.
"Is that massage really that unreasonable?" Becky still tried to get people to agree with her.
"Anything without Lincoln?" Carol asked everyone.
"..."
The group looked at one another.
Nothing.
"Erm hmm, I believe I have a solution." The young genius of the family stepped forward. "As it seems Lincoln is the center of attention, how about we play for Lincoln?" Several gasps from the room did not persuade the four year old to stop, instead she moved over to the tv and plugged in her tablet device.
"Allow me to explain," The screen flicked on and a blank wheel spinner appeared. "I believe out of enjoyment of toying with our brother, we have thought of some sort of prize involving him. Regardless of the motives, I say we simply proceed with the idea of 'the winner will get one wish, within reason, from Lincoln'."
"Wait, you can't be serious?" Lori tried to interrupt.
"For the sake of getting on with this night of revelry, I am. Now here's what I recommend." Lisa's fingers began typing on her device. The words 'pub style trivia' appeared on the blank circle in green text. "To keep the competition fair, everyone will submit a game idea and we will randomly spin to see which game we shall play. Any objections?"
"Yes, what if Lincoln doesn't wa-" Quinlan was cut off by Becky wrapping an arm around her shoulder. The redhead's lips brushed against her earlobe as whispers of inspiration flooded her imagination. "Nevermind, no objections."
"Alright, everyone who wishes to play come and insert a game." Lisa offered her tablet to the first person who made it to her. Surprisingly, as in she surprised them, Lucy was the first one to input a game. As the girls eagerly chatted about their games or plans, Lincoln retreated to the upper level to take a shower.
With the prize in sight and wishes known, the wheel spun. Most of the girls selected games that they would be good at, such as: Lucy with hide n' seek or Lynn with arm-wrestling.
Then there was Leni.
As the digital spinner spun, everyone held their breath. Only one girl was just hoping to have a fun time. Perhaps this is why the universe saw to reward her. The lispy voice of the second youngest announced the game.
"Froot Tangle."
"Yay! That was mine!" Leni bounced up and down seeing her game. Many girls groaned as they thought about how their game wasn't chosen.
"Oh, we brought that." Dana thought aloud.
"Good, then we can have two games simultaneously." Young Lisa pushed up her glasses up. "We'll play two games of four and one of five. I will spin the dial as I find probability and game theory more interesting than getting tangled up with everyone."
"Wait, I was going to sit out as well." Lori interjected.
"Hmm," Lisa scanned her to see if she could deduce the reason. "Very well. Quinlan in regards to your hand, will you be sitting out as well?"
"Erm, perhaps I could just use one hand?" The teen in question waved her non injured hand.
"Do believe that will be adequate? You'll be at a large disadvantage." A skeptical look painted the genius' face.
"It should be fine." QT quickly dropped down to her knees before positioning herself for a series of push ups. It was not without effort but still an impressive amount.
"Hmm, I see. If you insist." Lisa did not watch as the teen arose, flinging her hair back in one fell swoop as if in a hairspray commercial. Instead the four year old began typing stuff into her tablet. "Since there are twelve people, we'll have four games with three people and a final game with four. The winners of the previous games will play in the final one."
A tournament tree suddenly appeared on the television screen in order to further illustrate her point. The girls examined the many branches of the tourney. Game one consisted of: Becky, Dana, and Lola; followed by game two with: Luna, Lynn and Quinlan. The third game faced Carol, Luan, and Lucy against one another. The last game finally put Cristina against Lana and Leni. The girls looked around to their opponents. Lola especially cringed at having to face two teens. Weather they were good or not didn't really matter, being tall had certain advantages.
The two play mats were set up in the basement, one of the areas in the house with enough floor space to run the games together. Each mat had twenty-four spots, four by six, in several different colors and fruits. The girls gathered around the game. Lisa got out one of the spinners and called the players to the floor.
Lori took a seat on the bottom stairs. The blonde watched as her friends and sisters began to contort to reach for their spots. On one game mat was her two teen friends against one of her little sisters. Sadly for Lola, as she expected, her height caused her to get out early. The young twin puffed her cheeks out at her lose, her hopes for a butler would have to wait till another day.
On the other mat a heavier competitive vibe was being balanced by a chill nature of two of her sisters. For Lynn Jr., the prize was unimportant, winning was all that mattered. On the other hand, Luna seemed rather relaxed and went with the mood. For QT's part, her strength in her left hand was enough to keep her in the game but she would need a bit of luck.
A set of footsteps could be heard descending the stairs. Their prize, Lincoln, finished his shower and now came to see how things were going. Quinlan looked up to the white haired boy and gave him a wave with her free hand. The boy gave his girl a smile and ignored the ample cleavage she was inadvertently showing him. He took a spot right next to his oldest sister.
"How are things going?" Lincoln asked Lori.
"Well, you won't have to be Lola's butler." The teen gave her brother a quick glance. She gave him an awkward smile. "Uh, so how are things?"
"Nothing much, why?" The lone son leant back and placed his elbows the next stair up.
"You know…" Lori looked over to him. "You've been kind of avoiding me lately…" Her voice trailed off as she recalled his absence throughout the week.
"Oh… I guess I have."
"It's fine, I get it. I said I'm sorry right?"
"You did," The boy looked over to the Froot Tangling. "And I'm glad to see you and Honey Bee getting along."
"I had a lot to make up for. She's literally the best…" The blonde teen released a sigh. "Lincoln, I'm really sorry about everything, okay? I messed up. I just-"
"Lori… you didn't mess up."
"Huh?" Lincoln's interruption stopped her speech.
"It does look weird, right?" He pointed between himself and Quinlan, Lori just kept looking at the boy. "I'd probably freak out to if it was Lucy and uhh… Edwin I guess. Why would someone so old be dating someone so much younger than them…"
"Well I mean-"
"It's weird Lori, I know." Lincoln interrupted again. "When we go out, we don't look like boyfriend and girlfriend. We look like brother and sister…"
"You'll catch up eventually." Lori inserted her own thought.
"Yeah, maybe by the time I'm eighteen… Lori…" The white haired boy looked at his older sister with sad eyes. "Quinlan deserves a man, and I'm not a man."
"Lincoln you are totally a man!"
"I'm not, Lori, I'm really not." The boy sat up. "When we were at the stadium, I did nothing. Not because I didn't want to, but because I couldn't… I'm not strong, I'm not tall, and I'm not even that smart… How can I be a man?"
"You're a gentleman." Lori placed a hand on his thigh in comfort. "You don't need to be strong, tall, or smart. Just be kind. Be caring. Be you, Lincoln." The blonde scooted closer to her brother. "I know you. You are literally one of the greatest men in my life and Quinlan can see that too. That's why regardless of your age, she choose you. Not some punk, not some jock, she choose you."
"Lori…"
"I'm not done." It was her turn to interrupt him. "You are amazing, Lincoln. You are kind and you are there for all of us. All ten of us! Look out there!" She pointed to the myriad of girls around them. "These girls here see how great you are. So much so they simply enjoy messing with you and being around you." His eyes scanned the room. Lori continued.
"It's because of who you are, Lincoln. A gentleman, a goofball, a twerp, a man with a plan, they are all you. That's what she sees. That's what we all see. No age gap is going to change who you are and, and… that's why I'm sorry for not seeing it before." She concluded as her eyes began to well up. Lori fought back her tears, she'd be damn if she'd cry now after all she's done. She wouldn't have to hold back alone though. Lincoln placed a hand on her cheek forcing her to look up at him.
"Lori…" His voice trailed and his face was solemn. "Thank you… Thank you for all you've done."
"What do you mean? I'll I've done is gotten angry and acted like a bitch."
"Lori, you were just trying to protect me and I thank you for that. You also have gone out of your way to get to know Quinlan, even when you felt like you messed up."
"Well, Becky actually helped a lot with that."
"Then I'll thank her later as well. I guess I'll have to thank Carol and Dana too considering."
"I think they'll like that." Lori giggled and brushed her bangs to the side. "You know, Carol came over early because she wanted to get some alone time with you before everyone else."
"Huh? Why'd she do that?"
"Cause you're a good guy, Lincoln. Even if she knows you're taken."
"A good guy huh?" The white haired boy leant back and looked towards the ceiling. "That's all I've tried to be you know… but no one seemed interested in a good guy."
"What do you mean?"
"Cristina, Paige, Ronnie Anne," Lori inwardly cringed as he named former crushes. "All I tried to do was be a good guy. But none of them were looking for one. Girls my age aren't interested in that kind of relationship." His gaze returned to Quinlan who was currently settled in a corner as Luna and Lynn interweaved to reach ordered spots. "Then I met Honey Bee... and she was! Finally, a girl who was looking for someone like me. I was so happy and the most surprising part was, she was too. I guess what it came down to was… we both just wanted something genuine."
"Genuine?"
"Sincere, authentic, true love… You know, when I saw you and Bobby I felt jealous."
"You were jealous of us?" Lori was in disbelief.
"Yeah... yeah, I was. When I saw what you two have: the talking, the dates, all of it. I just kept on thinking 'why can't I have someone like that too'? A partner in life, not just a friend. Love is a bit intoxicating you know. Whenever I talk to Honey Bee I just feel... happier. Like I can do anything… but I can't."
"Maybe not by yourself, but I'm here for you. We're all here for you!" Lori told her brother. Lincoln gave her a smile.
"I know. That's why I love being a Loud. Lori, could I ask for a favor?" Lori smirked back at her brother's question.
"Lay it on me twerp."
Lincoln lent in and whispered his plan into her ear.
Oddly enough, on the game floor, Becky was doing the same. Over the course of her match with her friend, Dana, the redhead had positioned herself to be right next to her ear. Lisa watched on with curiosity as Becky's whispers caused the brunette's face to burn bright red. Dana's arms collapsed under her.
"Woo~ I win!" Declared Becky finally standing and cracking her back. A single finger gun pointed to Lincoln who had finished his own whisper. "I'm coming for you, my white russian."
"Hmm, peculiar," Lisa looked to the defeated Dana. "May I ask what she whispered?"
"Uhh," Dana's eyes darted around the room, a blush still on her features. "No, it's a bit embarrassing."
"I'll tell you after I win." Becky announced.
"No, don't!" Dana began pleading with her friend. As she pleaded the other game continued.
Lynn was still reaching out for a spot. It was far and she was struggling. The only way she would be able to reach it would be to lean slightly on Luna. Not against the rules but it was still risky. Reaching for the far corner her toned body arched like a cat as she went over her rocker sister. A voice called from above.
"Luna, sweetie, Sam's here!" The voice of the matriarch of the Loud house came from the ground floor.
"Oh, rad! Coming up!"
Luna rose suddenly, and with her, Lynn followed. Her sporty sister was suddenly pushed up and fell backwards. Falling back, she found herself looking at the ceiling. Her eyes dilated as she came to the realization… she just lost.
"Luna! What the heck?!"
"Huh, sorry dude. My rocker girl is her to rock my world." The girl didn't wait for a response and almost leaped over Lincoln and Lori who were trying to part to allow her through.
"I want a do over! Crowd interference!" Lynn was back on her feet, rage apparent.
"No can do. We have a schedule to keep. We move on with Becky and Quinlan as the winners of the first games." Lisa pushed her glasses up.
"What?! I want a rematch!"
"Face it Lynn, you'll have to wait for winter." Luan started. Lynn's eyes widened as she knew what she started. "Because you've already had a great fall! Haha! Get it?" Several groans and the stomping away of sore loser later, the next games started.
Quinlan was about to go and sit with Lincoln but was surprised to see him missing. She had seen him next to Lori but at some point he had fled upstairs. The curvy teen did not know why. Instead she took the seat of her sister whose turn it was.
The next two games were simple enough. Game three consisted of Carol, Luan, and Lucy. With three largely different heights the matter was not as simple as was in Lola's case. As that game progressed it became apparent that Lucy was somehow at an advantage due to her crawling in the vents frequently. She weaved her way through the skinny frames of her comedic sister and the blonde teen. Eventually they feel and the young goth was left the victor.
While the third game was anticlimactic, the fourth had an explosive ending. The tangle between Cristina, Lana, and Leni was going smoothly at first. Nothing unusual had happened and it seemed like a normal game, that was until Leni bent backwards and Lana's left pigtail brushed against her neck. As the twin's hair brushed, a thought came to the fashionista's head. A thought that permeated and gradually festered into a black, long legged-
"SPIDER!"
Leni bolted up causing Lana to collapse. The teen bolted up the stairs. Nearly kneeing Lori in the nose but her duck caused it to go to high. The girl's screams echoed throughout the house and eventually stopped due to the interference of someone upstairs.
"Well…" Lisa looked from the stairs to Cristina who was nearly in a crawl. "You are the winner, Cristina… We'll give you a minute to rest before the final game." Cristina nodded and went to her sister's side.
The final round had been decided.
Game one: Becky aka Tigress
Game two: Quinlan aka Honey Bee
Game three: Lucy aka Spooky
Game four: Cristina
Each stood at a corner of a single mat. They looked at one another and got ready as Lisa started. The first fruit was called and Becky moved to place her right foot on it. Quinlan was ordered to place her uninjured hand on another, followed by Lucy and finally Cristina. While the room was smaller than before, they all still managed somehow. Almost five minutes had gone by and no one had fallen but during that time Becky was positioning herself to once to give a whisper that would make honey bee fall.
"Right hand grape, Lucy." Lisa announced.
The goth sighed and began crawling forward but her head hit something. The top of her head nudged a mass forward but the mass bounced back. Lucy peered through her bangs, the mass in question was Quinlan's ample assists. She tried to reach again. The breasts bounced and pushed her back. The girls around watched on as the goth repeatedly pushed forward only to be knocked by those knockers.
"Sigh, I give up." Her monotoned declared her own defeat. She crawled out from underneath QT out of the curvy teen's valley.
Several more turns went by and the Tigress finally made it to her prey. She placed her paw next to QT's and leant towards her ear.
"Hey, honey bee," Becky's whisper was mischievous and Quinlan could tell. This did not stop her from listening. "I actually already got some pictures of Lincoln cosplaying as Ace Savvy."
Quinlan's eyes widened.
"If you give up, I'll give them to you." The bodacious brunette stood up. Everyone looked at her questioningly but she just walked off the mat. Becky's smile widened and she jumped up as well. "Oh yeah! Massage here I come!"
"Erm hmm." Lisa cleared her throat. "And the winner is Cristina."
"Huh?!" The redhead did a 180.
On the ground in the very corner of the mat was a smaller, more petite version of QT. Surviving on her stature and luck, Cristina had avoided most of the struggle. She had settled in the smallest corner possible and Becky's sight on her was blocked by her sister's butt, which could block out the sun.
"NNNNnnnnnoooooo!" The Tigress roared into the wind.
"Is everything okay?!" The white headed figure of Lincoln appeared like an angel from above in the doorway.
"Cristina won, Lincoln!" Carol yelled over a solemn Becky.
"Oh, okay." The boy descended the stairs and began walking towards his classmate.
Cristina's version of the world slowed down. She saw the gentle smile and the flowing white hair of Lincoln walking towards her. Her heart began to pitter patter like a brook in spring. Her eyes went wide and allowed more of his radiance in. He was so close and his mouth began to move. Time sped back up to catch up to the situation.
"What's your wish?"
"Huh?" Cristina shook herself out of her stupor.
"You get a wish, dear." Carol spoke again. The girl in a blue dress looked at the blonde teen. Her eyes rested on her for a second before they turned to Dana, then to Becky, and finally her sister. She stayed silent throughout but turned back to Lincoln.
"..."
"So?" Lincoln tried to inquire again.
"A pet name."
"I beg your pardon?"
Several girls perked up and began circling the pair. The most intrigued by the situation were the oldest teens.
"A pet name," Cristina said again. "Like Tigress, Care Bear, Bunny Ears, or Honey Bee."
"Huh? Oh, okay." Lincoln looked at the girl squarely in the eyes. Her heartbeat was almost audible. The boy tapped his chin and 'hmm'ed as he thought.
"Chickadee."
"Chickadee?"
"Sorry! If you don't like it I can think of another one."
"NO!" The loud shout stopped everything. Everyone looked at the girl in concern. "I-ii, I like it. Thank you, Lincoln."
A silence permeated the air.
"And that' the game." Lisa tossed the spinner in a Froot Tangle box. "Let's move on to the movie, shall we." Her tiny feet started up the stairs. This distraction was enough to get people to disperse somewhat.
While trying to escape, Becky felt two hands on her shoulders. Her neck slowly turned and the worry in her face was only increased when she saw her two brunette friends.
"Oh, hey guys… h-how's it going?"
"Where's my Ace Savvy?"
"Where's my rabbit?"
*Gulp*
"So why am I dressed up as Ace Savvy with rabbit ears and a cotton tail while giving Tigress a massage while receiving a massage from Care Bear?" Lincoln asked mid movie. Dana and Quinlan stopped the photo op.
"Just go with the flow white russian." Becky calmly stated.
"Says the girl who was begging for Lincoln to save her half an hour ago." Carol said mid shoulder rub.
"Hey!" Becky tried to argue back, only to be hushed by those actually watching the movie. Carol leant forward and whispered into Lincoln's ear.
"You know, that was the first time you called me Care Bear since I arrived. How about I reward you with something special?" The teen teased with a soft breath into his ear. QT puffed her cheeks at this display while Dana seemed envious.
"Actually, there is something I have in mind."
"Oh ho?"
Lincoln leant back and whispered into her ear.
"Is that all? I'll text you later than."
"Thanks, Care Bear."
"No problem, cub."