The next morning, Lincoln awoken from his slumber and Luna the same. Although there was something a little off with her and Luan's room.

Slowly waking up, Luna noticed that the bunk bed was covered with icicle, and had a surprised look.

"Oh no! Luan!" she realized as she quickly got out of bed and looked at the lower bunk bed to find Luan (and Mr. Coconuts next to her), shivering with freezing cold. "uh-oh." Luna looked nervous. "Sorry Luan, I guess I made the bed cold after sleeping on it for a little while.

"N-n-n-n-no. You th-th-th-think?" Luan shivered, trying to sound sarcastic to her.

"We might have to hibernate because of you, toots!" said Mr. Coconuts before Luan made him sneeze.

"Sorry dudes." Luna looked embarrassed. "I don't know what came over me."

"It wasn't just last night, it was the night before, and the night before that." Luan scowled before she sneezed. "Shall I go on?"

"Ummm... brings some extra blankets on ya un case it gets too cold?" Luna looked nervous this time.

"Oh now you tell us." said Mr. Coconuts. Luna just giggled nervously and went to the shower to start her day with cold water, and washed herself. Meanwhile, Lincoln got up and made himself some Zombie-O's cereal for breakfast with some orange juice. Yes, it was a nice way to start a cloudy, snowy morning in February. Springs wasn't until the middle of March next month, but Lincoln can wait. He thought that; maybe if it gets too hot in the summer, then Luna can point at the sky to create clouds of snow to keep everyone cooled off.

Alas, Summer was only many more months away, and they would have to be ready in case the summer becomes more brutal than ever (thanks to global warming, that is), and Luna can certainly help with making everyone cool and not so hot under the violent UV rays of the sun when the time comes.

Still, he should just focus on the here and now. After all, he was still happy that he might have a new girlfriend soon. He hoped that he will see her again and wanted to spend more time with her.

He finished eating his cereal ten minutes after and took the few last two sips of his orange juice. After he had cleaned the plates, he yawned again and realized that he can now use the gun he was given as a present from Emmanuel Macron now.

Going up to his room, he opened the case for the Chatellerault, and it was in good shape. He then had a thought, and realized that if he was practicing in firing a gun, it would probably cause an uproar or disorderly conduct in the neighborhood.

Of course; they live next door to Mr. Grouse, their grumpy but good-hearted neighbor, and he didn't want the old codger to call the police for noise pollution.

"Hmm... maybe i can try this baby at a shooting range?" Lincoln said out loud. "I don't want to waste this gun. Besides, how can anyone refuse a present from the president of France like this?"

"Lincoln?" said a monotonous voice. Lincoln was startled and pointed his ligjt machine gun to where it came from, ready to pull the trigger.

"Oh! Lucy it's you." Lincoln lowered his gun.

"Sorry i frightened you... again."

"And i'm sorry i almost gunned you down, Lucy."

"Wanna read a new poem I just created?"

"Sure, let's hear." Lincoln put the gun back in the case and locking it.

Meanwhile, Luna got out of the shower and pulled out a clean pair of her superhero unitard attire, and went downstairs.

The doorbell rand and she answered it. What she saw surprised her. "Oh! Mason! Monsieur Dumas!" Luna said.

Yes, Sebastien was back in America now, and he was in his wheelchair again and Mason was just as happy to see him back.

"Alo, Luna." said Sebastien with a smile. "I hope you are fairing well."

"Doing just fine, monsieur." said Luna.

"I'm just glad you're fine and back home, dad." Mason said. "Does your leg still hurt?"

"Oh yes." Sebastien frowned. "The pain is still lingering, but not as painful as before. I still have my painkillers the doctor had given me before to help zat out."

"Good." said Luna. "We're still fighting crime and stopping bad guys from doing evil stuff."

"Good. Like a true hero." said Sebastien proudly. "Well Mason, I hear your mother's making some beef stroganoff later, and we know how great her cooking is."

"Absolutely, dad." Mason agreed. "Nothing beats food like mom's cooking." he looked back at Luna and said to her "We'll look around for any bad guys today."

"Yep, as always, dude." she gave him the gun gesture with her two hands.

Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard from behind Sebastien and Mason. "Excuse me?"

Luna peeked over the French man, and recognized the girl's voice. "Oh! Jenny it's you."

"Hi Luna, is Lincoln in here?"

"Uh-huh. He just got up." Luna replied.

"Ooh. good. I wanted to know if he can come to my new house and meet my family."

"Ooh, I'll see if he can see you right now, dudette."

Jenny smiled gratefully as Mason and Sebastien walked away back to their house. Lincoln was just as happy to see Jenny as much as happy as she was to see him again.

"Hi Lincoln!"

"Hi Jenny!" said the white-haired boy.

"I... wanted to know if you wanted to come meet my family at my new house."

"Sure! that sounds fun. I still got time before i go on my hero patrol."

"Cool."

He put on his winter clothes and followed the girl through the snowy sidewalk. "Don't worry about my brothers, Derrick knows how to calm the others fown."

"OK. But i've suffered worse than a couple of siblings." Lincoln smirked. As soon as Mollie opened the door, a sound of barking was heard and a large, Rhodesian ridgeback dog bayed as he stood in front of Lincoln, barking in front of his face and panting with his tongue out.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Dean!" Jenny calmed him down. "Stop it! sit! Sit!"

"Hey hey hey! what's going on here?" said a man's voice. A tall, rather muscular man with a stubble and a face that looked similar to Mark Tremonti from the band: Alter Bridge with his dark hair slicked back and having a flame tattoo on his right arm. "Dean! Dean! sit! Knock it off, boy!"

Then the Ridgeback immediately started his barking.

Then a beautiful woman with raven-black hair going down her waist and wearing a green sweater. "Oh. Hello." she said to Lincoln.

"And who might this man be?" asked the man.

"Mom, dad, this is..."

"Wait." the man said: "You're that Lincoln kid. The one who is a hero with Luna Frost."

"Oh yeah, it is him." the mother added. "Ace Savvy."

"Well, now i am." Lincoln corrected. "I was just a regular kid helping out my sister jn fighting crime. And... you guys heard about what happened in France, right?"

"Heh. It was shown on the news, Lincoln." said the father. "You're the talk of Europe. France is part of the European Union, and if the news happens there, it will spread everywhere else in Europe."

"I know that." Lincoln smirked. "It was pretty crazy in France."

"Well it must have been quite an honor to meet the French president." said the mother.

"It was."

"So mom, dad, i want to Lincoln around the place and meet you guys."

"Sure. Why don't you kids have some hot chocolate?" said the father.

"Where are your brothers?" Lincoln asked Jenny.

The mother answered that question by saying: "They're trying to unpack their boxes from the move."

"Oh."

"So Lincoln likes Ace Savvy like i do and loves video games."

"Ooh, looks like you might have found a new gaming buddy." said Mrs LaRue.

"Totally!"

"I wish there would be more girls that loved video games and comics as much as Jenny does. She sounds like a really cool girl."

Jenny flushed and said: "Thanks, Lincoln. "Uh-oh. i have to pee. I'll be right back."

Lincoln watched the girl head to the bathroom and then, Mr. LaRue picked up one of the kitchen chairs ajd sat right in front of Lincoln, nose-to-nose. "So, Lincoln," it looked like he was interrogating him. "Have you guys just met recently?"

"Just yesterday." Lincoln looked a little uncomfortable.

"I see... Jenny told me about how you were playing video games together at your house."

"We were having so much fun." Lincoln smiled

"Right. Well, did anything happen between you guys by any chance?"

"Well, we talked about how awesome we were at playing games and how we had some stuff in common."

"So you guys were being romantic." The dad pointed.

"Horace, come on." said Mrs. LaRue. "He and Jenny just met." she looked at Lincoln and said: "sorry about that. My husband can be a little overprotective of Jenny when it comes to boys."

"Oh."