The sun rose slowly and Jen groaned and shoved herself up. She didn't know when it happened, but her and Emily passed out sometime during the night. Her back was stiff and her wide hips were sore. She grabbed her back pack that she threw off to the side had spewed its contenents everywhere, and she was just rather angry altogether. They had no idea where they were, and they had no food, at all.
And Jen had cramps. Bad cramps. Period cramps. "FUCK!" Jen scrammbled up, kicking Emily in the process and waking her up.
"JEN! What's wrong!"
"Cramps! Fucking cramps during a zombie invasion!"
"Fuck!"
The swears went on for a few more minutes before Jen kicked open the door and went phsyco. Nothing survived the twirling malakia blades that it went up against, and they didn't stop until they reached a convince store. Jen went straight to the lady prducts aisle and stocked up on everything. She then ran into the bathroom and fixed herself up.
Meanwhile, Emily decided to get stocked up on food and water. She grabbed another back pack and filled it with food, water, and when she decided they might need it later, vodka and whiskey. She grabbed a few lighters aswell and some fire starters. She managed to find a map and figured out they were somwheres out North, and figured it wouldn't be too hard, if not only a couple of weeks and if Jen kept PMSing, it wouldn't take long to get out of the unknown hick town they were in.
By the time Jen returned, Emily had planned out their route back home, and popped two microwave breakfeast borrittos into the microwave. The food beeped and Emily tossed Jen one. She snatched it out of the air, and popped open the top. After munching on it, she tossed the wrapper into the garbage and snagged a few packs of Skittles.
Then they were on their way again. Jen and Emily heard growling and freaked, Jen convinced it was the devil trying to drag Jen back to hell. It turns out it was a Hunter and a Witch, arguing. They were followed abit by the unwanted zombies, then were attacked by a hoard.
And they all left Jen alone. The zombies went straight for Emily, and Jen had a creepy smile on her face again. She stood on the side lines until she heard Emily scream and go down. Jen giggled maniaclly and swung the malakia once more, before charging at the zombies.
They never stood a chance against the razor sharp wooden blades. They were shreaded and diced. It was as if someone dropped a giant slap chop on them and just kept hitting it. All that was left once Jen slowed in her circular dance of death was mush.
Jen pulled Emily up and supported her body weight.
They managed to find a safe room before night fell and rested again.