Taking care of Donan

"Donan! You're impossible!" she exclaimed but quickly pulled him behind a tree to try to calm him down. "Don't move. I'm going to help you, but it's going to be a bit… embarrassing."

While Donan looked confused and sweating, Luna grabbed her small pouch and started taking out some items: bandages, ointments, and even some sort of soothing cream. But, as always, she couldn't resist making fun of the situation.

"First, let's calm these stings. You don't want to look like you're turning into a bee balloon, do you?" She wrapped a bandage around his torso, tightening it lightly. "Now, pressure is important. You need to feel some volume here."

Without waiting for further explanations, she pulled a fruit out of her pocket—a small coconut, perfectly chosen for the job. "This will help relieve the pain," she said with a mischievous smile as she wedged the coconut inside the bandage, creating the impression of a rather… prominent "volume."

Donan, embarrassed and utterly powerless, tried to protest, but the words got stuck in his throat. He couldn't complain—not now, when he was actually receiving treatment for the bee stings, as peculiar as it was. And, as if that wasn't enough, Luna, with her sharp and quick wit, carried on.

"Now," she said, "we've got to protect your… backside. Who knows, maybe the bees are more interested in it, right?" She wrapped another bandage around the back of the skirt, so that, with the coconut still visible, Donan now looked like he was wearing an improvised bra.

He looked at himself and couldn't help but feel utterly humiliated. Now, not only was he in a skirt, but he also looked like he was wearing something he definitely shouldn't be. He was unrecognizable, more like a walking caricature.

"My dignity…" he murmured, looking down, his face red with embarrassment.

Luna, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the situation immensely. "Relax, Donan, you're fine. No need for more pressure… or more fruit." Then, with a playful grin, she stepped closer and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I've got to tell you something. Remember what I said about being a nurse? Well… I really am. Except instead of working at a hospital, my mission here is to keep you alive and… teach you a few lessons."

Donan stared at her, incredulous. The situation he found himself in was beyond anything he could have imagined. Yet, at the same time, she had shown him a profound truth. Even amidst all the chaos and embarrassment, Luna was there to help him, making sure he didn't have to worry about anything—except, perhaps, for the moment when she would finally finish… "adjusting" him.

fter the chaos with the bees and the embarrassing scene of Donan wearing the skirt and the coconut, he, with an expression of confusion and irritation, asked, still blushing furiously:

"But, Luna, where did you... get that coconut from?"

She looked at him with a mischievous smile but didn't take long to answer. "Oh, Donan, you didn't notice? Nature has its surprises. Come on, I'll show you."

She pulled him by the hand, and together they followed a trail that led to a small clearing where some palm trees grew. There, amidst the trees, were some coconuts scattered on the ground. Luna, with her knack for finding what she needed, pointed to them and said, "Here it is. Like you said, nature always has something to offer."

They tried breaking the coconuts with rocks and sticks, but the task proved more difficult than it seemed. After several frustrated attempts, Luna sighed. "None of this is working. Let's take these with us; maybe we can open them later." She picked up the coconuts and placed them in her bag.

As they moved forward, the situation didn't improve much. They walked for a few more minutes, and that's when, to their surprise, what looked like a familiar area started to appear. Turning a corner, they came upon the van, the same van that had left them in the forest. Now, it was dented, with faded paint and visibly damaged structure. But, in hindsight, it was a blessing in disguise. At least there, they could rest.

"Do you think there's anything useful inside?" Donan asked, looking at the van with a suspicious gaze.

"Let's find out," Luna replied with an ironic smile. "Who knows, maybe there's something to help us deal with these coconuts."

Upon entering the van, they searched for anything they could use to open the coconuts. After rummaging through some compartments, Luna found a small toolbox, including a scalpel. "This will do the trick. At least, it doesn't seem as hard as surviving this forest hell."

With the tool in hand, she made a small cut in the coconut, and within minutes, they finally managed to open it. The fresh coconut water was a true blessing in the unbearable heat, though not without Donan complaining about the taste. "I wasn't expecting it to be so... plain," he grumbled, but it didn't take long for him to gulp the drink down, feeling a slight sense of relief.

"This forest is endless," he commented, already exhausted. "Let's rest here; there's no way to keep going."

Luna, noticing how tired he was and how the bee stings were still bothering him, agreed. "Me too. I think you need to rest a bit."

Donan, feeling pain and a rising fever, settled into a corner of the van, trying to ease his discomfort. Luna stayed beside him, full of pity. She gently ran her hand over his face, as if trying to alleviate the pain he was feeling. He looked so vulnerable and helpless, something she hadn't expected to see.

She quickly got up and started searching for something inside the van. "I think I have something here that might help," she muttered to herself.

Within minutes, she found a burn and insect bite ointment. She applied it to Donan's wounds, and as he squirmed a bit from the pain, he looked at her and said:

"Thank you, Luna. I... I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Don't worry, you'll regret letting me help you this much," she joked with him, though her smile hid genuine concern.

As the day passed and the afternoon began to fade, Luna looked out the van window. The sky was beginning to change color, with shades of orange and pink, but she still felt the weight of not knowing what the future would bring. She leaned back against the van wall, lost in thought.

"Are we going to have to spend the night here?" she thought aloud, not expecting an answer. The forest seemed endless, and nothing about it felt promising.

Suddenly, she remembered something—a distant memory. How had she ended up here, anyway? What had led her to get lost in this situation, along with Donan?

She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to recall everything. It all seemed hazy, but one thing was certain: they couldn't go on like this for much longer.