It's Freaking Mars
PREVIOUSLY:
"D-Daryl?" Carol said worriedly. She rubbed her head and tried to collect her thoughts. Everything was dark, and blurry.
"I'm right here," he said, crouching down beside her.
"W-what happened?" she asked him weakly.
"Our sleigh crashed," he whispered.
"B-but..." she said miserably. "Is everyone okay?"
"I don't know," Daryl whispered.
"How are we going to get these presents delivered now?" she asked him with tears in her eyes.
"Carol, I have no idea," he said sadly. "All I know is that we're not in Georgia anymore...and we're not on the same planet, either..."
Chapter 1
"W-what?" Carol exclaimed, looking into Daryl's eyes. "What do you MEAN?!"
"I mean we're no longer on planet Earth," Daryl said laughing.
"Then how the hell are we freaking breathing?" Carol screeched. "What the hell, Daryl?"
"Look, I know it's all pretty CRAY-CRAY, but there's really no explanation..." he said.
"Daryl! We're on MARS!" Carol yelled, slapping him across the face. "That's insane!"
"The sleigh crashed. I don't know what else ya want me to tell ya."
"This is crazy," Carol said, getting up and looking around at the black sky. "Am I dreaming?"
"This is pretty crazy, but I think that Christmas magic is keeping us alive," Rick said calmly.
"You have some nerve for saying that, Rick," Carol said angrily. "Since you killed Santa and crushed a little boy's dreams."
"No one asked you, Carol," Rick said.
"There's only five of us here, Rick," she said boldly. "I'll say whatever I want, when I want."
"Carol, you do NOT talk back to me!" Rick yelled, kicking Carol in the leg. "I'm the boss around here, and you do what I say!" There were tears in Carol's eyes. Daryl knew this was bringing back bad memories.
"Cut it out, jackass," Daryl said, shoving Rick. "No one here is on your side! We could kill ya easily and get on with our lives. Is that what ya want?" Rick stared at Daryl angrily for a few minutes.
"I'm starting a protest," Rick said finally. He took a random piece of chalk out of his pocket and drew a line on the ground separating himself from Daryl, Carol, Maggie and Michonne.
"You guys cross that line, it means war," Rick said simply. He turned around and started walking away.
"What the hell is he thinking?" Carol whispered to Daryl. "He'll never make it alone!"
"Hey, Michonne and I aren't DEAF, y'know!" Maggie yelled at them. "Would you like to include us in your conversations for once? Would you, Caryl? Huh?"
"Sorry," Carol said, looking at the girls. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Um, how about the fact that we've just crashed Santa's sleigh on Mars and need to find some way to survive?" Maggie said sarcastically.
"Alright! So, I suppose we should try finding water? And food?" Carol asked them.
"There was some left in the sleigh," Michonne said, finally speaking up.
"Okay, great," Carol mumbled. she didn't particularly like the idea that they were trapped on Mars. "We'll start with that."
TO BE CONTINUED...