HI! this is my first fanic but i read heaps of them, some are absolutely amazing but some are just down right rubbish! Anyways i know most of you won't read this bit in bold but if you want to understand properly i would advise you read this. This is not a love story but an friendship between Daryl Dixon and an Australian teen girl (yes some of the girl's characteristics are based on me like her being Australian and living on A FARM, ALSO HER HAVING A PET COW THAT SHE RIDES :/ IT'S KINDA WEIRD BUT LETS GIVE IT A SHOT! (It's probably going to be shit though :/ sorry for any inconvenience.
Everyone Needs a Friend-
Chapter 1: Introductions (It's a bit dodgy but leave feedback I apologise for suckiness)
Charlotte slowly trotted down the (what seemed to be never ending) road on her cow. Yes a cow. She had owned him since he was 3 days old and had taught him everything from sitting like a dog to being rideable. Chester (what she named the cow) was as good as a car for anyone who wasn't too picky when it came to travelling nowadays. He was quiet and friendly and could easily out-run a heard of walkers (couldn't think of an original name sorry).
As many good reasons to have her cow as Charlotte did, she really needed to find a saddle for him. With the weeks of subtle food she had been barely surviving on her frame became thinner and bonier and with each jolt her steed made whilst clopping along, her tail bone suffered. She had improvised by folding a blanket thrice and putting it over Chester's back.
For what seemed like the third time in 1 hour she re-applied sunscreen protecting her skin from the harsh Georgian sun. The temperature however would be considered mild, back home in Australia. Another unusual thing about her was that she was an Australian living in Georgia. Her parents had decided to move to America a year before the outbreak. They said for good business, she said to ruin her life.
She became distracted and lost in her thoughts and didn't notice the 3 figures walking towards her...
"Is that a miniature horse?" asked Glen looking confused
"Nah looks like.. looks like a cow!" Exclaimed Daryl looking as equally confused as Glenn
"Holy shi- Is that someone riding it?!" Rick now speaking
"I knew there were some desperate people ou' there but never in my day," mumbled Daryl
The three shook their heads but continued on towards the mysterious cow master, wondering who the survivor might be
Chester started to shake his head and slowly came to a stop. Charlotte now looked up and saw 3 non-rotting people for the first time in weeks. Excitement built inside her and she lightly tapped the cow to motion him forwards. After they had walked another 500she pulled on the reins lighlty and came to a halt. She jumped off her ride and ran forwards, startling all 3 of the survivors. They held their weapons up cautiously but Charlotte ignored the weapons as her eyes teared up. She jumped and hugged the man in the police uniform sobbing into his shoulder.
Rick awkwardly patted her back looking at the others not knowing what to do.
Finally after 10 minutes of sobbing with relief Charlotte un-stuck herself from the officer.
"Oh my god actual people!" She squealed with excitement
"Oh my god a girl riding a cow!" Glenn said again clearly confused
'Oh uh yeah, this is Chester my cow"
"You're riding a cow?" Daryl questioned, eyebrows raised
"I can't drive for shit and I don't trust horses" she retorted, hating when people questioned her.
"I'm Rick this is Glen" nodding at the Asian man, "And this is Daryl" The grisly looking man
"I'm Charlotte. Is it just you 3?" She asked hopefully
"Nah, we gotta camp up the road aways near the mountains" Rick answered
"I know this is a huge thing to ask so soon but would you allow a 14 year old girl to accompany you to the camp?" She blurted out suddenly
"Urgh, I guess we could take in y-"
"Thank you thank you thank you!" she cut in childishly hugging the officer again "I've been by myself for ages and I'm running low on food" pulling out her last protein bar
"You call that food" Asked Daryl speaking for the second time. She noticed he had a rather thick southern drawl, but everyone seemed to have a peculiar accent to her.
"That steer looks rather temptin' though" She noticed how he was eyeing off her cow. It annoyed her, she loved Chester and the thought of him even scratching himself made her worried.
"He isn't a piece of meat, figuratively speaking" She glared at the man acting as if she wasn't intimidated
Chuckling Rick realised the tension rising and quickly changed the subject "Well it's about a mile or so walk you can ride your uh, cow?"
"I don't know how far a mile is but I've ridden this far on him I'm sure I can ride a bit more,"
The 3 men, girl and cow set off unknowing of the groups reaction to the new comer and her unusual pet.