Author's Note - Of course I own nothing. Only my words. A little bit on how my minds changes the story a bit. Merle is still with the group, yet somehow manages to lose his hand. But more on that as the story continues. I try to be as lighthearted as I can here. I have such a liking for Michael Rooker and the character that is Merle. I wish they made him a good guy and I do have my TWD theorys. Anyways before I bore you. Have fun reading and please leave me some reviews. This is a short one.
The afternoon was cool and the smell of dead leaves filled the air. The sickeningly sweet smell of candy was absent in the soft breeze as was the sounds of excited laughter associated with Halloween. There were to be no costumes this year that she knew of. That is of course if the whole world was playing a huge Halloween prank on her. She laughed into her mug of instant coffee.
"I really think I would kill everyone."
Turning around from the window see was staring out of, she placed her mug of coffee on the end table and turned to the feline that was stretched along the top of her gray couch with a paw covering his tightly closed eyes. She smiled and stroked from the top of his head to the tip of his tail.
"I envy your cool, Carlin. I really do," she whispered and took back the hot, steaming mug and sat with him in the proper place. She closed her eyes and made herself get lost in her thoughts.
***His arms wrapped around her waist, taking her by surprise as she chopped walnuts for the brownies she was making for the trick or treaters. Sighing with a laugh, she continued on the one pile of nuts before turning around so they were face to face. Her hair was pixie short and blonde. Her body let him have a bit to grab and with curves to drool over. Her green eyes cut through his as her plump lips begged to be kissed. His hands tightened at her hips as he looked down and admired the dress she had on. He loved her in purple.
"Hey love," she said as she pecked her lips for him. He kissed her lightly, taking in her scent. Today her scent matched the season. Apples and cinnamon. " Are you alright?"
"Yeah. I'm fine. Jus' a long day."
"Can I get you something?" she asked. She watched his smile go wide and laugh quietly, biting his lip. She blushed and smothered a laugh herself, turning back to her original task. He pressed himself closer behind her. She heard him groan as his fingers tightened around her hips again, this time making her dress inch up, revealing her smooth thighs.
"Baby, I need to finish this," she smiled as his groan went louder. She felt fireworks go off in her lower belly. "Sweetie, the kids down at Eureka St. look forward to my brownies," she stated matter of factly. She felt his lips and hot breath on her neck work their way up to the back of her ear. Her legs felt like jelly.
"I'm lookin' forward to your brownies too," he said grinding into the back of her. It took all she had to fight it.
"Keep it up and I won't let you have any," she said quickly. She felt him stop and take a defeated step back. She smiled triumphantly. She turned and kissed him deeply, running her fingers through his short, curly blonde hair. "I am going to have so much fun with you later," she said seductivly. Smiling, he grabbed a brownie off the plate and took a bite.
"I'm gonna have so much fun lettin' ya," he kissed her again. She tasted the chocolate on his lips and suckled the flavor off. "Come on girl. Git these treats wrapped. We'll get our costumes on at your sister's. We're gonna be late."***
She was brought out of her daydream by a loud meow. She turned and saw Carlin dip his head upside down. She laughed at the limber cat. Her right hand went over to the other. Stroking and twisting the ring that wrapped around her ring finger. She felt a hot tear slide down her cheek. Taking it off, she kissed it.
"Happy Halloween," she whispered. She smiled as she looked on the inside of the gold band before slipping it back on her finger.
Engraved was Clara and Merle.