PENG | CHAPTER 11: WHEELIE BIN | BY TWISTED ETERNAL WOLVETTA

The island Fuuka resides in, is undergoing a zombie apocalypse.

Natsuki had expected things would be bad, but this? Bemused, she glared as Nao duct taped a wheelie bin onto the side of her motorbike. "...What the hell are you doing?"

"What does it look like?"

"Quit it!" Natsuki attempted to rebuke, but only received a snarky response.

"Ohh, quit it! Shut up. Are we rescuing your woman or not?" Finishing duct taping the wheelie bin to the motorbike's side, Nao dusted herself off. Then, in kin to a gremlin, she slithered her way into the bin. Natsuki could only stare at her, perplexed. "Well?" She stretched out her arms, making grabbing motions to the curtain pole beside Natsuki. "Are we going or not?!"

Ugh. Natsuki rubbed the back of her head, shaking it afterwards. "It's your funeral." With that, she stooped to collect their makeshift weapon. 'Twas convenient indeed that her neighbours weren't allowed to complain about the curtain pole.

Grabbing the pole, Natsuki taped this newfound weapon inside the wheelie bin. It dangerously sprouted from either end of the bin, like a knight's lance. "Hurry up, Kuga!"

Once they were prepared, Natsuki mounted the Ducati. What the hell are they doing? She supposed it was too late to think about that. Revving the engine, they tore across the narrow streets. They were inbound to Fuuka Academy; there they shall hopefully find Shizuru and company.

Blood, gore and bits flew across the sky as Nao lanced zombies. At one point, the redhead swore she speared Mikoto. Thinking nothing more of it, the brutal conquest continued. Then, within the distance, they saw the school.

Natsuki's bike skidded across the ground as she came to a hard stop beside Shizuru. However, the Student President wasn't alone, for she had Haruka… tied inside a trolley?

"Shizuru?!" Natsuki hopped off her Ducati, clearly speechless.

It turns out though that Shizuru's actions were necessary. "Unfortunately Haruka has been bitten." She wrapped an arm loosely around her middle, her free hand directing to the blonde. Idly she pointed to the growling council member whose skin rotted before their eyes. Gods', did she stink. "I also happen to have the zombie cure. A SEARRS soldier conveniently dropped it for me when I killed him."

Natsuki could only stare speechlessly. Nao meanwhile, crawled out of the bin, casually removing bits of gore and rubbish from herself.

"Open wide, Haruka." Shizuru practically sang, forcing the zombified Haruka's mouth open. The blonde glutterly growled out in discontent, thrashing against her bindings. "No no, that will not do at all… have patience."

Nao and Natsuki could only glance at one another.

The cure was poured down the zombie's throat.

They waited.

The seconds transformed into minutes, until Nao's patience waned. "What's taking so long?!"

"...I fear her brain has already rotted." Shizuru stooped before Haruka, poking her cheek. Huh, maybe she should try this? Hovering the medicine eye level, she took them without another thought.

"A-ah, Shizuru?!"

Too late.

Before their eyes, Fujino Shizuru transformed into a zombie.

A/N: Maybe zombie-ShizHaru will return. Who knows?

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