Yeah, I edited this one too. Hopefully when I write new chapters they won't be as... incorrect? as these had been.

Disclaimer: I do not own Happy Tree Friends.

Flippy couldn't believe his luck. The road had led him around the deserted wasteland for over two hours, and right ahead of him was a school. Squinting his eyes, he tried to read the old and weathered sign but failed. That didn't matter though, a school was probably one of the most safest places he knew, even if this one was old and creepy looking. There had to be a few people in there that could help him.

If there is anyone alive out here anyways.

Flippy opened the door to the school just a crack, and peeked inside. No one was in sight. He took a few ginger steps inside the seemingly empty building and closed the door softy behind himself. There were two halls, one to the left, and one to the right. Flippy took the right. Walking around, he looked closely at everything, trying to decide if there were any signs of life here. After stepping by some lockers, he stopped.

What was that smell?

Flippy walked a little farther, going toward the rotting reek. He stopped abruptly at locker number 136. He gagged, and pinched his nose. Whatever it was smelled horrible. Flippy opened the locker with his free hand and the smell hit a new odor, one of death and decaying flesh. His face got a darker shade of green and his whole body stiffened. There was a mesh net, and inside the net were bloody body chunks of meat and a piece of someone's brain.

Flippy stumbled back a few paces, clutching his head, feeling a sudden migraine. His teeth felt sharper, and everything seemed to fade away as Evil took over. Flippy found himself standing there panting, realizing that Evil was gone.

Now on high alert, his muscles tensed as he thought of either running or fighting. There were sounds of someone, or rather, something, bellowing in laughter a few doors down. No one in here would help him, that was for sure. Flippy took a few small steps back, and heard a sudden beeping noise. Without thinking, he lunged to the floor and covered his head as a trap went off, exploding and blowing a few lockers off their hinges.

Ears vibrating from the loud bomb, he thought he could hear deep, grunting voices calling to each other. Thinking fast, he looked around for a hiding place, but he was completely surround by lockers. Loud footsteps echoed down the hall and he flung himself at the nearest locker and shut himself inside.

He felt something wet and squishy touch his back and he almost leaped out of the locker. But the thundering footsteps that stopped just short of Flippy's hiding place made him stay still, trapping him in locker 136 with the gore bag. Peeking through the small holes, he saw a massive figure covered in leathery, yellowish green skin. It was twice his size, and wore armor and held a sub machine gun. Looking closer, Flippy saw that there were two, not one of the beasts.

"'Ey what was that'? Wher'e he'd go?" One of them grunted, the other let out a snort.

"Just em, radroaches, crawlin' everywher' they is."

"No, I's seen something." The first argued. "Looked, he'd make a good supper. You'd just has'ta tells me that' I needed a looked that'a way, nows he's gone."

Flippy felt himself tremble, and forced himself to breath evenly. He hated to think about who the bloody parts behind him had been. He pushed himself back, closer to the gore bag when his hand touched something. Pulling it up, he stared at a blood stained teddy bear in open horror.

"Well, I got's somethin' in here's." A giant yellow hand opened Flippy's locker, and reached inside blindly. Flippy dropped the toy as a sweaty finger poked the side of his face. Mind reeling, he lashed out with his bowie knife and cut the finger clear off. The monster let out a howl, and suddenly it dropped the heavy gun.

Taking his only chance to escape, he pulled a grenade from his jacket and threw it behind him as he ran as far as he could from the monsters. A loud scream sounded at the same time the grenade blew up, and Flippy couldn't help but let a grin slide across his face. He ducked into another room and slide under a teachers desk to catch his breath.

Flippy kept his ears perked for any sounds of pursuit but didn't hear any. He stole a quick glance over the desk and gazed at the room cautiously. There were four rows of five desks, and in a few corners were more gory bags filled with body parts. Flippy couldn't help but wonder if he would end up in one of those bags before the day was over.

Slouching back behind the desk, the green bear bowed his head. Where was he suppose to go now?

Flaky's Pov:

"Please, I need some water."

Flaky felt her eyes brim with tears and her heart ache. Sitting outside in the dirt and dust was a blue mouse. He hardly looked blue though, with all the dirt and filth smudged on his clothes and in his fur.

She had been walking, following her map. Every new place she saw she had marked on her map, including Vault 101 and Spring Vale Middle School. Flaky had no idea what a vault was suppose to be, but just wrote down what the metal door to the tunnel had said. On her map, was a place called Megaton, and Flaky had decided to go there, since it had been the closest.

"Will any water do," Flaky asked, reaching for her own water bottle. The blue mouse shook his head.

"I can't drink that radiated shit, it's going to kill me. Please ma'am, I need purified water."

Flaky looked at her water bottle, wondering how there came to be radiated water. She shook her water bottle and watched a few spec's of dirt and grime float to the bottom. Flaky sighed.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any purified water." The mouse looked at her pleadingly.

"Please, if you find any?" Flaky nodded, then looked back up at the big metal fortress in front of her. She really didn't know what to think of the tall, metal walls that surround the small area, but a number of birds circled over head so she knew there had to be somebody in there. Dead or alive, she didn't really know.

"Um, excuse me, but what is this place?" She watched as the mouse's face turned from pleading to annoyance.

"It's called Megaton, everyone knows about Megaton. Did you just come out of the vault?" He asked it in a way that made Flaky feel less sorry for the mouse, but thanked him for the information and moved on.

The imposing metal walls of Megaton slide open when she knocked on a more secured part of the wall. Flaky couldn't help but gasp at the buildings and people that had been hidden to her just a few moments ago. A tall, orange deer spotted her instantly. She froze as she saw the hunting rifle thrown against his back. Before Flaky had a chance to walk away and pretend she had never saw him he had already caught up to her.

"Welcome to Megaton, I'm Buck. I've never seen you around here before," He squinted his eyes at her, and Buck's over sized brown hat reminded Flaky for just a brief moment of Shifty.

"I-I'm Flaky, and I-I was wondering a-about what happened h-here," She stuttered, feeling extremely nervous around this stranger. Buck gave her the creeps.

"Are you saying you don't know about the war," Buck gave her an incredulous look and slapped his knee and started laughing.

"Kid...you must be from...the vaults...what they teaching you youngsters down there!" The orange deer said between fits of laughter.

Flaky frowned, she had no clue what the vaults were, but decided it would be safer to play along.

"I just got out today, f-from the vaults I mean." She lied, and continued on with her story. "They didn't tell us anything about the outside, you won't mind making things a little more clear for me would you?" Flaky made her voice as innocent sounding as possible. She had to make sure this guy told her everything he knew.

Buck rubbed his chin thoughtfully, bits of orange fur flaked off. "Well then, let me see...We went to war with the Blue Tiger army, I done forget their name. Then there was lots of talk about nuclear weapons and bombs, and a 'New Holocaust'. So the government made vaults, underground cities. Only a few people were selected to live there through the nuclear war. Vaults were meant to protect the people under ground from the bombs and radiation."

"After that, the bombs hit the coast, and 200 years later, here we are." Buck waved his arms to show emphasis, then grinned at her. Even his teeth were yellow.

"So, how'd you like my history lesson?"

"Very crude. Don't think about becoming a history teacher," Flaky said flatly, but that just made Buck grin even wider.

Flippy Pov:

He had slunk past a few of the monsters already. A few times he had been spotted, but nothing he couldn't handle, Flippy just chucked another grenade at them and ran. When that didn't work he slashed at their hamstrings, making the giant creatures bellow and fall over. The more Flippy ran and hide from the things, the more lost he found himself in the school.

Now Flippy was heading down another hall, toward the school's old cafeteria. Surely he'd find an escape route in here?

Unfortunately all the windows were boarded up, and so were the doors. Lunch tables were turned over and decorated with blood and bullet holes. On one table was a bear with his stomach ripped open, and guts hanging out. Flippy did his best not to stare to long. All this gore was making him feel squeamish.

There were no monsters in sight, and right when he was about to turn and find a different escape route he heard a familiar voice.

"Flippy is that you!" His head whipped around, and tied to another table, he instantly recognized the blue anteater.

"Sniffles!" Flippy swiftly strode toward his friend, but froze.

Standing right above him, was another one of the greenish yellow skinned monsters. It gave Flippy a wicked grin and rose his axe, gurgling out something that sounded like laughter. With a quick and deadly glare, he brought his axe upon Sniffles. The blue anteater let out a screech, and powered by fear, tugged at his bound wrist. The table suddenly toppled over, and Flippy saw blood splatter across the floor.