Dead Center
"Man we have to take this here beanbag with us" chirped Ellis.
"I don't know if that is a good idea sweetie" said Rochelle, frowning slightly.
"If you take it, you carry it" Nick grumbled.
"It's tellin' me to take it."
"Great, you are even more nuts than I thought already Overalls."
"They're coveralls."
Dark Carnival
"Why the hell am I carrying the beanbag?" Nick grouched as Ellis carried the stupid gnome they had to stop and save. It was basically just another beanbag.
Swamp Fever
"Ellis Sweetie, we should really leave the beanbag here. It's been dragged through the swamp water and… well, frankly it's just gross now."
"Finally, someone who understands!" Nick exclaimed.
"It says it don't wanna be left here."
"It doesn't fuckin' talk!" Nick said, slapping himself in the face in frustration.
"Jus' don't incapacitate yaself, we only got one health kit left."
Nick slapped himself again.
Hard Rain
"It's good in a way that it's rainin'" grinned Ellis. "Cleanin' the swamp water off o' the beanbag."
"Goddamn it's so fuckin heavy though" groaned Nick.
"Character building" said Ro, smiling.
"The beanbag is cold."
"What the hell Ellis? You carry the fuckin' thing."
"Nah, I gotta keep an eye out for zombies."
The Parish
"Man, I hope we make it across this bridge" Nick sighed, tired from dragging the beanbag.
"The beanbag says it does too."
Ro just nodded, although she heard jack shit.
They made it across the bridge. Nick had no idea how.
They sat down in the helicopter.
"And we saved the beanbag!" grinned Ellis.
Nick just glared at him. "Say beanbag again and I will kick your ass."
Suddenly the beanbag busted open and Coach jumped out holding Gnome Chompski. "Yeah team! We made it!"
Nick could have cried.