When it was around 8 am, Duck eagerly went over to Lee's room and pounded on the door. He was ready to learn how to win over Clementine and wanted Lee to teach him now! Lee took a long time coming to the door and when he did, he looked annoyed. "Damn it, Duck. Don't you know what time it is?"

"Yeah! It's 8:05!" said Duck cheerfully. "You said we were getting up early."

"I did, didn't I?" He groaned as he looked at his watch. It was much too early to do this, but since he was already up he may as well. He invited Duck into his room to get started. "Okay the first thing to go over his you vs Ben."

"What does that mean?"

"It means what are the things about you that are better than Ben and what does Ben have that you don't."

"Oh well uh...oh! I know a lot about Batman!" said Duck. He bit his lip trying to think of more reasons he was better or what he had that Ben didn't. "I'm...uh handsome! I'm handsome! And...that's it."

"You can't think of anything else?"

"I'm good at board games and I'm pretty funny." said Duck after a bit. "Now what does Ben have?"

"He's older, Clementine might look up to him for whatever reason, I guess he's nice, she might thinks he looks good, he's tall, and he can do stuff you can't."

"Hmph! Like what?"

"Reach a high shelf," Duck didn't look amused at this. Lee didn't know why Clementine even like the teenager in the first place. As much as he had seen her interact with him, there wasn't much to see in him. He was kind of awkward and none of the adults really treated him any differently than the kids except the rare times when they let him keep watch on the RV. Maybe he should do some investigating into this though he was sure Ben would catch on to him watching him and possibly scare him into thinking he either did something wrong or they were going to toss him out the group for whatever reason.

"I don't think you're helping much, Lee," frowned Duck. "I don't need jokes! I need help!"

"You're right. Sorry. Okay so I think what you might have to do is get Clementine to see it's much better being with you than Ben," explained Lee.

"But how?" Every time he asked Clementine to play, she'd much rather be by the teenager's side than play even her favorite games. Sure she'd look as if she really wanted to but she quickly turned the offer down every time she wasn't ignoring him.

"I got it!" said Lee snapping his fingers. "The next time we hunting, we take him with us!"

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" asked Duck. He remembered his father saying that Ben couldn't shoot to save his life.

"Yeah. We're gone for a long time so that'll give you enough time to remind her of much fun the two of you can have together."

"You are gone for a pretty long time...okay." said Duck. "I guess I better get ready."

Duck quickly hurried off to plan out what they were going to do that day. Later in the day, Duck was drawing outside when he overheard his dad arguing with Lee. "You can't be serious!"

"Well we need the help with Mark's ankle's being sprained," said Lee. "Do you really want to take Larry instead?"

"Fuck no, but I don't want to take the kid either!" Kenny said in disgust. "He can't shoot for shit!"

"Well maybe he just needs practice," shrugged Lee. "We're still taking him. He doesn't have to have a gun. Just let him carry the stuff. The more hands the better, you know?"

"You're right, but if the little shit fucks up it's on you."

Lee asked Ben to come with them, which surprised the teenager. He was rarely given any responsibilities and to be asked to come hunting with them took him by surprise. Why did they all of a sudden want him to come anyways?It was no secret members of the group didn't think too highly of him and some (aka Larry and Lilly) didn't want him around due to thinking he was useless. He couldn't help they wouldn't let him stand guard or do anything of value. Maybe by coming, he could prove himself. He knew it had to be Lee's idea as Larry and Kenny often bluntly either stated he tended to be just an extra mouth or a kid who couldn't do anything of use despite not giving him a proper chance. Lilly pretty much treated him coldly and he got the vibe she thought the same as her father and Kenny. Mark and Carley pitied him though he wasn't sure if either of them trusted him not to mess up. Lee at least had some faith in him. Ben agreed to come and Clementine wanted to come too, but Lee of course told her she had to stay with Duck as it might be too dangerous. She practically started begging to come with them, but Lee gave her a firm no. Clementine was visibly disappointed by not being able to come along and just wished them luck. Once they were gone, Duck made his move.

"Hey, Clementine!" He said cheerfully. She was sitting down in her usual spot where Ben was and looking upset. "You wanna play?"

"No thanks."

"Are you sure? I remade the monopoly money!" said Duck holding up the box. "I mean it's not perfect, but I tried! I know you like playing it."

Clementine thought about it for a few seconds. "No thanks."

"Okay what about 'Life'? Mom found it in one of the rooms."

"No thanks. I don't feel like playing."

Duck was starting to get annoyed at her. He was gone and would be gone for quite some time. It wasn't like they were going to come back so fast. The only time trips into the woods lasted so short was when it rained and there were no clouds in the sky. Was she worried he'd for some reason come back and get mad at her just for moving? Clementine didn't have to carter to his whims but here she was doing so even though he doubted Ben told her not to move.

"Come on. You can't just sit here all day waiting for Ben to come back!" said an irritated Duck. "Then again it's all you ever do when you're with that boring stick in the mud anyways!"

"He isn't!" said Clementine.

"Yes he is! All he does is be a big dummy and he doesn't even like to play games! What's up with that!?"

"It's because he's much more mature than you are."

"I am mature!"

"You still play kids' games."

"Because I am one! I'm not like I'm a tall, ugly shaggy wannabe!" snapped Duck. Clementine's eyes widened at this before glaring at Duck.

"And at least he isn't you!" With that, Clementine stormed off to her room. He realized too late what he said and tried apologizing to her only for her to ignore him and slam her door in his face. What had he just done? Now Clementine was mad at him and all because he couldn't shut his mouth about how much he disliked the teenager.