Title: Can I Have a Big Mac with a Side of Deep-Fried Zombie?

Summary: When you're hungry and trying to survive the apocalypse, what do you do? Well, you go to the nearest McDonald's of course.

Characters: Gray and Natsu

Genre: Humor/Friendship

Word Count: 786

"Watch it, you damn idiot!"

"You watch it, Ice Princess!" Natsu growled back, shoving the dark-haired man back a few steps. Gray's eye twitched in annoyance ignoring the sounds of groaning behind them.

"You're the one who ran into me, Flames for Brains!" He pushed Natsu back before the two of them were slamming their foreheads together in an aggressive competition. "It's your fault we're being chased anyways! You just had to stop at McDonald's!"

It was true. The pink haired idiot in front of him decided to break away from the group and run to the closest McDonald's in hopes of getting a Big Mac or a few. Erza had specifically told them to not separate and since Gray had for some unknown reason chased after him he was going to end up being a cold corpse next to Natsu. Gray shivered. That was not something he would wish upon anyone, not even his worst enemy. He'd rather eat his left sock than have that punishment.

Natsu's mouth curled into a snarl. "It's not my fault! I was hungry!" Like that solved everything. God forbid Natsu go a few hours without food.

"So you decided that the best place to go would be a McDonald's during the middle of a freaking zombie apocalypse?" Gray asked, intending the question to be rhetorical but apparently the rose-haired man in front of him didn't get the memo.

"Yes!" Natsu shouted, once again ignoring the moans of the living dead as their decaying bodies slammed against the door that was their only barricade. Normally the duo would have no problem dealing with the two zombies on the other side, but since Erza and Lucy currently had the weapons to take back to camp, they were helpless.

The only upside of this whole mess was the fact that whoever was the last person in this restaurant had left all of the power on and left some of the kitchen utensils, so they weren't completely screwed. Could a spoon kill a zombie?

As Gray pondered the question, he was caught off guard as the only thing keeping them safe gaveway. The two trained men reacted instantly, Gray snatching the only useful tool near them. Looking at his right hand, Gray groaned as he noticed he had grabbed the spatula.

Not having a lot of time to complain about Gray's choice of weapon, Natsu quickly ducked under the swinging arm of the advancing dead. Swerving behind it, Natsu planted his foot on the zombie's back and kicked it towards the deep fryer.

He thanked every god he could think of as he noticed the machine was still on. He tipped over the undead man until its head was completely submerged in the scalding oil.

Gray, on the other hand, was trying to shove the old and rusted spatula into his opponent's bleeding skull. It proved to be a rather hard task as it repeatedly snapped its teeth at him, nearly grazing him with them a few times.

"That was so cool!" Natsu cheered as his zombie finally went still. He grinned victoriously as he twirled around to watch Gray struggle against his own. His make-shift weapon was short, making it hard for him to get anywhere near the desired target without the high chance of getting bit.

"You could be of some help, Flamebrain!" He gritted through clenched teeth as he fended off the zombified woman. With a well-placed kick on her stomach, Gray managed to knock her back a couple feet.

"What was that Gray? Are you begging for my help? You're gonna have to speak up, I can't hear you." Natsu taunted as Gray kicked the zombie once more, growling at his partner. Natsu didn't flinch as he heard what may have been several ribs breaking.

"Help me before I sic Erza and Lucy on you." Natsu visibly paled at the mention of the two women who could be oddly terrifying if pissed off enough. A quick, "Aye sir!" Escaped his lips as he rushed to go help his friend. Before he could, however, the zombie had tripped over Gray's discarded shirt and stumbled low, allowing the dark haired man to plunge the spatula into its skull.

The zombie skittered to a stop before collapsing at Gray and Natsu's blood covered boots. Gray scowled at his friend as he loudly cackled. "Who would've thought that your strippin' would save your life?"

"Shut up slanty eyes! We wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for you!"

"Oi, at least I didn't lose my shirt, stripper!"

It wasn't until many hours later that Erza and Lucy found their two missing companions fighting in the kitchen of McDonald's above two dead zombies.

Next up will be the animal request I had gotten so look out for that, Martyn!