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Pop Pop wanted to take advantage of the "opportunity" to return to Royal Woods.

"But why didn't you write any letter?" Ronnie asked.

I did, but the postman in the town was dissatisfied with the invalids because his wife had cheated on him with one, and in retaliation, he stole all the mail he had to deliver, which was from or to the invalids. Fortunately, we found out, and my messages were able to reach my family.

"Wow, it's been a crazy few years since you left the country." Ronnie Ann felt something she didn't think was possible. She felt admiration for Lincoln because, although he was blind, he was still a boy who knew how to get ahead.

"Well, let's leave the tales, and let's sit down and dine; the guests are sure to be hungry." Abuela Rosa gave everyone a seat at Christmas dinner, and this time Mr. Lynn wasn't disqualified from cooking.

Dinner passed between laughter and tales of how full everyone felt in their school and new working environment, as Mrs. Maria Santiago had been promoted to head nurse in these years; Carlotta managed to get in as an actress in a TV series filmed in the country; and Bobby was studying with Lori at the same university.

Once the Christmas dinner is over and after a fun night of Christmas fables and chocolates with marshmallows, it's time for bed.

Casagrande and Loud had all put on their pajamas. Unfortunately, Lincoln didn't bring his pajamas because, to help Lucy after she faints, he forgot to pack his clothes, so Maria offers him pajamas that belonged to Bobby when he was seventeen.

"And good? How is it?" Maria asked.

"A little tight." Lincoln was motionless in his sister's boyfriend's pajamas. When he tried to walk, the sound of the fabric tearing was present, and the costume exploded through the boy's muscles, leaving Lincoln wearing only the remnants of his pajama bottoms that covered four inches below the thigh and revealed the parting of his bottom, making all the women in the house blush. Lincoln covered himself quickly, and everyone looked away, so they didn't see the boy's marks or tattoos. Then they thought that if he had used newer pajamas of Bobby's, they could fit him, but the result was the same, only now the line was not visible. They tried one, Carlos, but that too succumbed to the boy's muscles. Buttons were blown off, sleeves were blown off, the trousers had only broken legs, and three horizontal cuts had been made on his thighs. They finally went with the more radical option. Put on Hector's pajamas. To no one's surprise, the outfit looked so good on the boy that he had to zip up his pants so it wouldn't fall off.

"Those were my best pajamas." Hector blasted.

The louds accommodated themselves as they could share rooms.

Leni, Luna, Luan, and Lola sleep with Carlotta; Lana and Lynn sleep with Ronnie Ann; Lori sleeps with Bobby; and Lucy, Lisa, and Lily sleep with their parents on the sofa bed. While Lincoln was on the ground, he couldn't sleep. Remembering the years he lived in Snowy Pines also brought back memories of Alexa, Jean-Paul, and Edenshaw, his teachers. He knew that of the four, Edenshaw was the strongest.

Lincoln got up and went to the bathroom. He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice when someone approached, grabbed him from behind, and covered his mouth. Lincoln was about to get rid of whoever was holding him when he heard the person's voice. It was none other than Ronnie Ann. The girl whispered in his ear. "Keep calm, lame-o. You owe me a rematch for the humiliation you made me suffer this afternoon in front of my entire family. Now put on your clothes and follow me quietly.

Lincoln complied with Ronnie Ann's command. Silently getting dressed so as not to wake anyone, they left the apartment and went up to the roof, where there were all kinds of training equipment as well as a boxing ring, all under a tarp serving as a roof so it wouldn't snow.

"Good Lincoln. Here, we'll fight." Ronnie- Ann takes Lincoln to the ring and gets into a fighting stance. "I don't know what kind of fighting style you have, but I warn you that I will not go easy on you just because you are blind."

Lincoln smiles and assumes a fighting stance similar to Ronnie-Anne's. "I hope so; I hate that they feel sorry for me."

Without warning, Ronnie Anne shot herself at Lincoln, striking him directly in the jaw. But the boy dodged and tried to punch Ronnie Anne in the ribs. Suddenly, the girl grabs Lincoln by putting her arm under his and starts punching him in the face.

"This move is not boxing; it's mixed martial arts." Lincoln tried to extricate himself from submission.

"I see you did your homework. Yes, I do mixed martial arts." Ronnie-Anne bends Lincoln's arm and subdues him by placing her knee on his back. "Surrender, and I will let you go." Lincoln laughed, which baffled Ronnie Anne. "What the hell are you laughing at, lame-o?" Lincoln flexes his legs, managing to get up even with Rooney-Ann on his back. "That's impossible." Lincoln manages to stand up and rotates his arm to throw Ronnie-Anne to the ground to free himself from her grip. Then he puts one knee on each side of the girl's body, holding her wrists and his face a few centimeters away from the girl's face.