Zombies'n'S**t Ep. 14

Zombies'n'S**t Ep. 14

A Chapter by wagonburner
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Enough With the "It" Already

"
Sophia stood like a statue for a few long moments, just staring at me.  Hey, let's make it worse.

I started making quiet groaning noises.

She took a step back.  Her foot hit something and made a noise.  Perfect!  I started shifting and sliding towards her, making desperate and hungry sounds.  I could hear her heavy breathing start to become panicky.  Then she started to talk to herself, trying to raise her courage, "Okay, Sophie, you got this.  It's just the one, you can handle one.  It's tied up.  You can handle one tied up.  No big deal."  She stopped moving away, "Yes.  I can handle this one!  Damn thing is like a slug, nothing to fear.  I can deal with thirty of those stupid thi-"

"GRARLGH!"

"-a few of those things."  She amended.  Even so, she took a step towards me, then kicked my head.

"GAHLDAMITSUNUVABITCH!"  I swore, clutching my head to protect it from further damage.

Crap.

I looked at her out of the corner of my eye, she seemed to be staring at me.  "Wh-what?  Did it j-just say something?"

Really?  It?  Come on!

"GRAHHHHHHH," I groaned, and forced myself to continue crawling towards her.  I was desperately hoping she would get distracted again.  D****t!  How could I be so stupid!  I can't let her see me as anything other than a brainless zombie or else-well, let's just say I really don't want to break the rule.  You don't ever break that rule.  Or something terrible will happen.  I don't know what, but I am sure it will be terrible.

She seemed to be distracted.  She walked around me and saw that I was still tied to something.  I had reached the end of my improvised leash.  I lay there, gnashing my teeth and writhing to get at her.  Now she was calm and in control, she stood just out of my extremely limited reach and looked down at me.

"Wow, I wonder what it must be thinking, " Killkillkillkillkillkill "I wonder if it is in pain," Killkillkillkill "It seemed to react to my kick more than they usually do." Killkillkillkillkill "How can it still function?  Being dead and all." Beats me.  I mean: Killkillkillkillkill!

She walked to the side and started gathering things to clean up the mess.  Meanwhile, I took to chewing on my tongue.  Until it fell on the floor, that is.  No matter!  I picked it back up with my lips and let it fuse itself back together.

Side note:  you have to admit, that is freaking cool.  Not the tongue thing, but the fact that my body can repair itself if the pieces are close enough.

She turned back around and went to my oopsy and started wiping.  Kinda felt like a dog.  Made a mess on the carpet and just sat their rolling around while someone else cleaned it up.  I say it again, ruff.

She was having a hard time with the smell, she kept gagging and stopping.  Heh.  Serves ya right, ya Normy.

When she finished, she sat back and watch me flop around uselessly.  "You guys can be scary, but like this, you look almost pitiful."  She stood and walked to the door.  At the last second, she stopped and looked back at me, "I think Francine is right.  We should kill you.

She left without another word.


© 2016 wagonburner


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Shoot and I was rooting for a morbid romance, or at least a twisted friendship j/k...but alas poor johnnie boy she wants you dead.

Posted 9 Years Ago


This might be my favorite chapter.

The dialogue and internal monologue are still funny. I'm happy to see more zombie-human interaction.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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