Korrasami 88: Yeah, sure.
Al Drin Hoshizora: I guess. The "Others" is usually what the zombies call each other.
MrScourch: Maybe. Pale Girl (why does everyone call her Whitedress?) and Yellowjacket's former group will be elaborated upon.
Burglar: Fine.
RileyA: Well, we'll have to continue to see.
Antha1: She thinks of herself as Yellowjacket, but she accepts that the others call her Riley.
The Batista: I don't get it.
Creamy Buttercap: Bring it on.
NexusOscura: Only time will tell.
Gloyd Orangeboar: That's what I intend to... never mind.
Candlehead: Augh!
Minty Zaki: Didn't you know? She's having an existential crisis!
Jill was sprawled awkwardly on top of Bill as the two slept noiselessly on the couch. The two had spent the whole morning sound asleep after the tiresome day beforehand. Yellowjacket and Mary hadn't bothered waking them up.
Suddenly, the door slammed open and Rob burst in, shouting, "Zuul, mother-suckers!"
Bill and Jill snapped awake, shouting, "Whoa, what's going on! Is it an invasion?!" When they noticed it was just the zombies living with them, they calmed down.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot who we were living with," Bill said, and he flopped onto the couch again. "Could you guys keep it down? We're trying to sleep."
Rob lumbered inside, followed by Shelley and George. Blackjacket was the last to enter.
"Man, you should've seen the looks on those Freaks' faces!" George said as he pulled his shoes off. "Blackjacket really got them good!" He gave a thumbs up to Blackjacket, who smiled.
Jill groaned. "I hope you guys haven't been hunting Freaks," She complained. George waved her off.
"So, did anyone prepare anything?" Rob asked as he stretched his meaty legs and rested on a different couch. George and Shelley both shrugged.
At that moment, Yellowjacket ran down the stairs, pulling Mary by the leg. Mary was in the midst of trying to put her black shirt on as Yellowjacket half-dragged her down the stairs, saying, "Look, they're back!"
"Yeah, and we had a fun morning!" George said. "You two really missed out."
"Oh, go suck a snozzberry!" Mary retorted as she walked to the kitchen to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
"Make me a sandwich while you're at it!" George shot back. Mary blew a raspberry at him, and then turned to continue dinner.
George turned to Yellowjacket, and said, "So, do you have anything interesting to say?"
Yellowjacket shrugged, and then ushered him close. He leaned in, and Yellowjacket whispered something into his ear. George then shot up, astounded.
"My sister has big WHATS?!" He shouted out.
"What did she say?" Mary asked from inside the kitchen. Yellowjacket immediately clasped her hand over her mouth. On the couch, Rob and Shelley covered their mouths to stifle their laughter.
"No, seriously, what did she say?" Mary asked as she pulled her shirt fully on.
"Nothing," Yellowjacket said, and whistled innocently. Her gaze then wandered to the window, and she let out a surprised gasp.
Shambling by the window was a zombie. He looked old, and thin, and his clothing was dirty and dry. He was wandering closer to the window, which Bill and Jill were right in sight of.
"What is it?" Jill asked. Yellowjacket gestured to the window. When Bill and Jill noticed the zombie, they both said, "Oh crap."
Noticing the zombie, George said, "I'll handle this." He then bolted to the door and rushed outside to where the zombie was. Bill and Jill hid on the floor to avoid being seen. Yellowjacket, Rob and Shelley rushed to the window to watch.
Outside, George was making strange hand gestures to the zombie, who gestured back. The zombie then grunted out, "Freaks?"
George waved his hands in the air and shook his head. He tapped his forehead, and said, "Thinks-" He pointed off in the distance. "-They over there."
The zombie growled and bared his teeth, and then shambled off in the direction George had pointed him off at. The moment the zombie left, George raced back into the house.
"That was a close one," Bill said. Getting up, he asked, "What was with all that weird. . . stuff you two were doing."
"The Others aren't quite brainy," George said, pointing at his head. "We learned to be able to fool them so they'd leave this cabin alone."
"What, you don't go out with the other zo- I mean, Others?" Bill asked. The four other zombies shook their heads.
"Never," Shelley stated firmly. "They think we're too weird. Too. . . freakish. We prefer to stay in the woods and hope they don't pass by. If they do, we just have to send them off. Can't act too strange around them."
Yellowjacket stared, unblinkingly, at them. She slowly nodded, and rumbled deep in her throat. It was true; the Others did think they were freakish. She remembered the way they'd stared at her and Blackjacket when they left the apartment.
It then occurred to her; if she did get her memories back, then what would happen. Would she become a Freak, like Bill and Jill, and be hunted down by the Others? What if she was hunted down by Sawbones, Ghoul and Noose?
She shifted her eyes, and suddenly, she blurted out, "I want to go home."
All eyes turned to her. "You want to what?" Bill asked.
Turning to Bill, Yellowjacket paused, then said, "Could you. . . take me to my original house. I need to see something. I need to find something to make me remember"
Jill ran up to Yellowjacket. "But there's a lot of zombies. . . I mean, people there," She said. "You could get hurt." When Yellowjacket looked uncertain, Jill said, "I can tell you your past. You were our daughter, and we loved you. You played hockey, you had a friend, you went to school-"
"I need to know," Yellowjacket interrupted. "But you can't just tell me what it is. Telling me won't do a thing. I need to see. . . feel what it is. It's the only way I'll know for certain."
George, watching from afar, said, "Well, you can count us out. City visiting really isn't our thing."
Bill rolled his eyes, then turned to Jill. Taking her by the hand, he pulled her away from Yellowjacket so that she wouldn't hear. When the two were certain that she was out of earshot, Bill said, "I'll take her."
"But it's too dangerous," Jill said.
"It's the only way to get our Riley back," Bill replied softly,brushing her hair. "I'll go alone. You stay here and watch over Blackjacket. We'll be back as soon as we can."
Jill was silent. Then, she said, "Promise me you'll bring her back," She said.
"Promise," Bill said, smiling softly. He kissed her on the lips, and said, "I love you."
The two slipped out of each other's embrace, and Bill turned to Yellowjacket. "Let's make this quick," He told her. "When we arrive, find anything you can to make you remember."
Yellowjacket nodded, and saluted.
"Roger," She said with a smile. "Let's get my memories back!"
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