Daryl tries to teach Brie how to use a crossbow.
"I don't see why I need to learn this." Brie says, following Daryl out by the school bus near the prison. She quickened her pace to match his, "The things going to kill me before I kill anything with it."
Daryl ignores the blonde girl chomping at his heels, "Best ya know, in case of emergency."
Brie rolls her eyes, "In case of emergency, the last object I'd grab is your crossbow."
"Well, I've got two crossbows now and it'd be best if more than one person knew how to use em. Quieter anyways." Daryl finally stops in front of the prison bus, tilted on its side. He grabs a spray can he found in a prisoners cell, unsure how it even got there. He made a target, three red rings were dripping when he was done.
"I think knives are pretty quiet." Brie says as a last ditch attempt.
Daryl turns to give her a look, "Crossbows are cooler though."
She raises an eyebrow at him. Finally she smiles and looks away from him, "Is that really your argument?"
Daryl drops the spray paint can, then adjusts the crossbow over his shoulder. "Now use this to guide you, ya see?" He asks Brie, as she watches closely. "Aim a little higher than you think it needs to be." He takes a breath, "Then pull the trigger." He pulls it and the arrow heads flying for the middle circle. "Now you try it." He holds the crossbow out to the petite blonde.
She takes a few tentative steps forward. Brie swings it over her shoulder, "I'm not so sure about this." She manages to say. She then aims it, aiming a little higher than it needs to be. She pulls the trigger and the force almost sends her flying. Then the arrow completely misses each of the rings.
"See, I told you this was a bad idea." Brie says matter-of-factly, "I don't know what you thought was going to happen. We can't all have guns for arms." She adds with a light tease.
Daryl chuckles, "You just have your position all wrong." He says, walking over to her. He lightly places his hands on her hips, helping her raise the crossbow to her shoulders. He's behind her and breathing into her ear and she can't help but shiver.
"Like I said before, just breathe." He says softly into her ear, "Come on."
Brie raises the crossbow higher, acutely aware of how close the two are.
"Squeeze the trigger." He says softly and she does exactly that. When she pulls the trigger, the arrow goes flying and lands in the middle circle. Brie makes a victory squeal and hugs Daryl.
He's hesitant but he wraps his arms around her anyways.
"Sorry." She says, letting herself out of his grip, aware of his discomfort. "Got a little into it."
Daryl gives her a little smirk, "Don't worry about it."
So essentially this is just going to be a big story of cute one shots between my OC (Brie) and Daryl. :D So enjoy, review, favorite, follow, whatever!