If you recall my previous chapter, I said that I would show Lincoln what Visalia has to offer compared to Royal Woods, and how I would make social media posts about it. Now, I realize that some people don't even know my secret desires for Lincoln to iron things out with his compadres, so they might get the wrong idea until I clarify. But that might come soon, as I might consider dragging it out, without stalling things. As for my social media posts showing Lincoln and I doing things in Visalia, those people from Royal Woods and Great Lakes City would discover them and know where Lincoln went. Multiple groups would take a bus every three days, and those waiting in Visalia would wait for more to come. Dunno who should stay behind.

Now, I have these ideas where I actually take Lincoln with me outside of Visalia to perform some activities and recording videos of the activities to post on social media. And in each of them, his friends/family actually make plans and attempts to reach out to him in person and reason with him. It would somewhat cause me to freak out since I'm trying to keep my secret, and I don't want it to come out too soon. Only at the right moment. So I'd continue trying to make sure that Lincoln notices none of them approaching him, or trying to get his attention.

One day, Lincoln and I are climbing up a snow-covered mountain that's closest to Lake Kaweah, on a sunny day suitable for fishing and swimming, with me using a grappling hook rope which I fling to the top, my back satchel having a thing to pull the rope in some way like some kind of seat belt thing. (Like, have you ever experienced a moment in which after buckling up, you pull the seat belt all the way and let go? I did in my childhood, and the belt retracted without being pullable as if I have tightened it in some way. The hook rope mechanism kind of works like that.) I also use some kind of hook to help me keep a firm grip on the "steps", hoping not to end up piercing Lincoln's hand with it.

Meanwhile, a trio consisting of Lynn Loud Jr., Zach Gurdle, and Rusty Spokes arrives to notice Lincoln and me from a distance, climbing the mountain. The two of us reach the top, though Lynn tries to blow an airhorn to catch Lincoln's attention, much to the annoyance of Zach and Rusty, the latter of which decides to grab a megaphone, turn it on, and blow the air horn through it, amplifying the sound, which catches the attention of Lincoln and I, as well as cause some vibrations that are strong enough to cause an avalanche.

A few live-action skiers/snowboarders are noticed by me and Linc, the two of us worrying that they'll get caught in it.

Me: They'll get buried alive. We need to do something.

Lincoln: Come on!

So we slide downwards, with me getting the live-action people out of there.

Me: The avalanche will bury you alive. Go now!

*they run while they still can*

Lincoln: *notices that I'm about to get buried* Look out, Kaden! *shoves me aside* G'ahhh! *gets buried*

Me: No!

The avalanche has finished, and I get rid of enough of the snow to get Lincoln out of there. When I do, he is in an almost unconscious state, with his heart and connected veins/arteries still pulsing. I look around to notice the trio that caused the avalanche, then turn to the people Lincoln and I rescued.

Me: Maybe you guys should owe me a favor for saving you. Do you think you can stall those three over there for as long as you can? *points to the avalanche starters*

The people look at the three and get shocked that they're cartoons. And that they exist in real life. What is going on here?

One of the skiers/snowboarders: Um, I guess. But what are cartoons doing existing in real life?

Me: Dunno, but I might find out someday. Maybe you guys as well. But listen, I'm in a hurry right now and have to keep them off my trail for personal reasons that involve him. So please just stall them for me.

Another one: *groans* Okay. Fine.

I carry Lincoln over my shoulder while running all the way to the nearest medical place.

First of the group: Okay, how should we do it?

Meanwhile, I make it to the medical place.

Me: Hey! This kid needs help! Are any rooms/beds available?!

Receptionist: Woah! Relax! Don't worry. We've dealt with this before. Dunno why it had to be a cartoon though. And why it's existing in this world.

Me: We might find out how someday. But still, can you get him treated?

Doctor: *pops up* I'll see what I can do. Come on.

The three of us find an empty room and get Lincoln on the bed. Meanwhile, the group of skiers/snowboarders are whispering to each other.

One person: Is this really a good idea?

Another: Dunno. But we still owe that dude. I wonder why he wants those cartoons staled though.

Zach: Uh, hey there.

The group jumps and notices the trio looking at them.

First member: Oh, hello. What brings you here?

Zach: We're looking for this kid with white hair. He's a friend of ours. Have you seen him?

Another of the group: Depends. Being a cartoon just like you three, he might be able to somewhat stand out at a good enough distance, despite there being snow all around. I mean, if he really DOES have white hair.

Rusty: So you haven't?

A different person: I mean, we have...

*back at the medical center*

Me: Will he be alright?

Doctor: Likely. That amount of snow did some kind of number on him, but he'll be fine. Recovery might be a miracle seeing he is a cartoon.

Me: I hope you're right to say that he will recover.

Suddenly, Lincoln recovers, awakening from his slumber.

Me: Lincoln?

Lincoln: *groans and looks around* Kaden?

Me: *hugs Lincoln* Thank goodness you're okay.

Lincoln: What happened?

Me: I'll explain everything to you while we're leaving.

Doctor: Just be careful out there where there are avalanches.

Me: We're not going to climb another mountain this time.

Doctor: Huh?

Me: I'm taking Lincoln somewhere else.

I walk out of the room with Lincoln in tow. We check out and leave. Meanwhile...

One of the skiers/snowboarders: I don't know about you, Zach, but there IS this nerdy-looking dude that saved us from the avalanche and got Lincoln out of the snow. If you ask me, certain nerds might actually be good people. I mean, they're smart, they have skills, they-

Lynn: *cutting them off* Okay. Just tell us where Lincoln and that other person are. *she is holding the airhorn in her hand*

Another of the live-action group: Wait. Is that an airhorn?

Lynn: (Uh oh.)

Rusty: So what? I mean, it's not like it has any uses or anything. *the megaphone falls out of Rusty's backside*

A different person: Did that megaphone just fall out of your stuff, Rusty?

Rusty: *looks behind him* !

Second person: That megaphone must've amplified the airhorn's sound. *glares at the trio and points at them* You're the ones that caused the avalanche! *the others get offended*

Rusty: *exasperating* How was I supposed to know that would happen?!

Zach: *glaring at Rusty with an annoyed expression* Have you not learned about snowy mountains?

Lynn: Whatever, you guys. At least they're safe now.

Third member: We could've died!

Both sides start bickering, though Zach stops everything by shouting...

Zach: QUIET!

Thankfully, the soundwaves aren't powerful enough to cause another avalanche, and Zach, having performed his outburst, keeps his calm and sort of settles things civilly.

Zach: Guys, just tell us where Lincoln and the dude are. We won't bother you again. We just came here to talk to Lincoln. Is that too much to ask?

First member: Well, the nerdy dude that got Lincoln out of the snow told us he was taking him to the nearest medical center. They might still be there.

Rusty: Then let's hurry! *The trio runs off* Thanks, guys!

Third member: *sarcastic chuckle* You're welcome.

While running, Zach glares at the other two.

Zach: You two owe Lincoln an apology for this.

Rusty: Cut me some slack, Zach. We'll all iron things out and it'll all be cool.

*they reach the medical place*

Zach: Um, hey there. We were told that a kid we know for his white hair was taken to here* Is he still here.

Receptionist: Ah. I know just who you're talking about. Sorry to tell you this, but a dude wearing glasses left with the said kid.

Rusty: What?!

Receptionist: He actually made sure that the kid got help, and now he's recovered, the two of them leaving this place to do... whatever they might be doing.

Zach: They never told you?

Receptionist: No, they didn't.

*The trio starts walking out*

Rusty: Great. Just great! Now how are we going to find Lincoln?!

Lynn: I don't know about us, but I think that some other friends of ours might be working on plans to get to him.

Rusty and Zach: Oh yeah.

Zach: Then we ourselves might still have a chance. For now, let's go westward and find someplace warm to crash at.

Rusty: You said it. Say, I wonder if I'll find "live-action" females my age to seduce and flirt with.

Lynn and Zach: *facepalm while groaning in annoyance*

(I might need to work out the dialogue better.)