Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I am very very busy right now. Let's see how Rikki and Zane are doing on their mission!
Rikki instinctively felt for Zane's hand as they stared through the bushes. They had been on their own for only a half-hour, and it was already a scary, adrenaline-pumping experience.
They found two other small, portable propane tanks at Rikki's neighbours. They stored them back at Rikki's old place, and now they were here planning.
The trouble wasn't getting into the mechanical store; it was keeping those things out. The supply store evidently had a generator that kept the lights on, and it also kept the motion-activated doors on. It was actually quite a funny sight, with zombies walking in and out of a supply shop. But Rikki and Zane weren't laughing.
"We could both run in there." Zane planned, pointing at the doors. "And they'll chase us, most likely. But then you can stand guard and burn any that come through while I get propane and weapons."
"There are at least a dozen in there, too. I can't watch your back and mine at the same time!" Rikki complained. "We have to shut off those doors."
"You know," Zane contemplated, "I had a friend who shoplifted something, and when the tag passed through the first set of doors the second ones shut. We could run in there, I'll grab something and scan it through the first doors, and the second doors might shut."
"And if they don't?" Rikki asked, flashing her blue eyes at him. Zane shrugged.
"We'll wing it."
Rikki clenched her fist together slowly, feeling energy flow to her hand. The zombies in front of the store burnt to a crisp, leaving behind a pile of ashes and smoke. And that smell…
They didn't have time to think about the nasty details. Zane raced just ahead of her and they tumbled through the doors. Rikki stayed just past the first set while Zane ran off into the store, finding something with a price tag.
Rikki fried two zombies while waiting for Zane. He came back with some sort of electronic screwdriver. He passed it through the doors to recreate a shoplift. Sure enough, the second, outer doors opened once more and then locked shut. A loud beeping noise sounded and the zombies piled up outside.
"Yes!" Zane hollered, grabbing a shopping cart and spinning it around. "Told ya."
Rikki took a metal cart for herself and let out a whoop. This supply trip was easier than she thought.
There were a few zombies that were already in the store, but Rikki burned them before they could get close. She and Zane had the whole store to themselves.
Zane went to one end (armed with some weapons plucked from the shelves, just in case) and Rikki to the other. Dozens of portable propane tanks lined the bottom shelves, along with gas cans and an assortment of other useful things. Rikki started loading propane tanks into her cart, filling it awkwardly with four or five tanks.
Zane returned with a cart half-full of weapons. His eyes bulged at the jackpot of propane.
"Do we really need four electric screwdrivers, Zane?" Rikki asked him, eyeing the contents of his cart. "Take out at least half of that crap and get the propane."
Her boyfriend rolled his eyes. "Right away, Your Highness." He put some not-so-useful machinery back on the shelves and got two propane tanks.
Rikki struggled to push her cart over the smooth floors and realized their next problem: friction. There was no way they could wheel these heavy things on grass or even pavement. Zane seemed to be having the same problem. He suggested that they each carry two tanks and a bag of weapons each, and stash them at Rikki's dad's place and come back for more later. Rikki agreed, but it almost physically hurt her to see the dozens of tanks they were leaving behind. Propane would be the café's lifeblood in the coming days—or weeks.
The sun was starting to set when Rikki and Zane got their supplies to Rikki's old house. There was no sign of Lewis and Bella, but they still had a while until sundown.
Rikki cleaned up a little but mostly they just sat and waited. Okay, and kissed a little. There had been no privacy the past few days at the café.
When the sun had set Rikki began to worry. Lewis and Bella were responsible, trustworthy people. If they said they would be on time, they would be…so where were they?
Rikki rested her head on Zane's shoulder, needing a bit of comfort. They shouldn't have split up. That's what they did in horror movies, and it always worked out badly for them. Her life was definitely turning into a horror movie.
So what do you think happened to Bella and Lewis? I'm not sure you'll expect it...anyway I hope to update soon! I only have two weeks left of school but I want to tan after school soo... :)