Yo, this is the prologue of Operation: Z.O.M.B.I.E.S ... I've decided to put the Delightful Children in the prologue because, in my opinion, they don't get the attention they deserve. So, here they are :D Great ZOMBIE fun ^-^
Disclaimer: I don't own Codename: KND or it's characters.
The Delightful Children from Down the Lane were currently sitting on their couch and enjoying T.V. time. They were oblivious to the world as they watched the History Channel; it was viewing some documentary about flesh eating organisms around the world. The Delightful Children from Down the Lane laughed menacingly as they remembered the hair-eating mice that they put in Abigail Lincoln's hat and then winced as they remembered how those brats from the Kids Next Door set them up and gave them the back the hair-eating lice.
Shaking their heads to rid them of horrible thoughts, the Delightful Children from Down the Lane clapped their hands and waited for ice cold lemonades to be served to them. They waited and watched T.V., trying not to get angry at the maid's incompetence. Clapping again fiercely, they waited another minute before sitting up to go get their own lemonade, grumbling about how the maid was going to be exterminated if she ignored their wishes once more.
As they walked into the grandeur kitchens, a sight made them gasp and fall to the ground in horror. There, just a few feet from them, their maid was lying on her back. Blood pooled around her upper body and dripped from the gaping hole from the side of her face, her one lifeless eye staring at the ceiling. Chunks of brain, bone and meat were scattered around her body, making the smell of the kitchen have a coppery tinge to it.
Crunching noises and a series of groaning woke the Delightful Children out of their stupor. Extending a hesitant foot out, the Delightful Children slowly poked their heads from around the corner to spy on whatever was making the horrendous sounds.
A man with stained red teeth and white tank top, with a weird bruise on his face, sat on the kitchen floor, chomping away on the Delightful Children's (Since Delightful Children is their name.. does it make "Children's" grammatically correct?) new chief. They stared on in horror as they watched the man take a big chunk out of the chief's arm, chewing noisily and messily. They took a closer look at the cannibal. He was a sickly gray and had boils and blisters all over his body. His skin hung like drapes on his bones and his face... upon closer inspection, the Delightful Children noticed that it wasn't a bruise that was on his face; it was a hole! They could see how his molars mutilated the arm meat of the chief.
Gagging, the Delightful Children turned around and tried to flee the scene, not wishing to partake on this activity with the cannibal slash dead cannibal. They fast walked out of the kitchen and back into the T.V. room, where they television they were watching was turned off. Panic flashed through the Delightful Children. They knew that they did not turn off the T.V., but they did not want to believe that someone or something else did. With a shaking hand, they reached for the T.V. remote.
A blood stained hand enclosed over the Delightful Children's, the man with the hole in his jaw was not alone. Their screams echoed throughout the empty mansion as they were feasted upon.
- Зо́мби