'It's Been one week since we left on our trip to leave Canada… Everyone has grown sort of accustomed to the quiet roads we encounter on our way to America…' He wrote down and looked at everyone. His eyes would drift to Kim Pine.

'Kim Pine… She's adjusted well to the zombies… guess she's used to brainless people bothering her... ' He said watching Kim look out the window while gripping her drum sticks close to her. She kept them close being her only possession she could bring on the forced trip. 'She seems to be pretty used to most of this but I can bet she's just as sad as the rest of us…'

He looked to the girl driving Ramona Flowers. 'Ramona Flowers… My girlfriend… She is doing just great… She is the one person to actually try and fight these diseased cannibals… She is such a great fighter that she managed to uppercut a zombies head clean off and made a hood ornament… It was pretty cool to Knives… very disgusting to me… I miss the days of when coins exploded out of us…' He sighed.

He would turn to Stephen Stills, the former lead singer of their unsuccessful band 'Stephen… He is pretty okay… Less squeamish than me or Knives so he's the most capable when it comes to running out to get gas for the car or getting necessities like food alongside Ramona… But sadly recently he's been less likely to do this stuff focusing more on himself than the rest of us…' He sighed and then turned to Knives who was right next to him.

"Knives is the only person that manages to cheer up everyone…'Scott wrote down ignoring Knives who was hugging him as he wrote "Scott stop writing we made it!" She smiled and Scott looked up and smiled "Y-yeah we did!... Is this what America looks like? It's pretty much the same?" He asked confused "No duh! We barely crossed the border Silly!" She giggled making Scott Laugh nervously.

"Scott you moron…" Kim said rolling her eyes "So we're heading to Washington DC to meet up with those other survivors? That's like 6 whole days… probably" She said annoyed "Yeah well they are looking for any help they can get... And we have Twinkies so luckily… We got a bargaining chip… Their names are Tallahassee and Columbus… Two girls were with them but they decided to go to California instead to go to some place called Pacific Playland…" Ramona said now in response.

"So like… they have names after counties?... Dibs on Toronto!" Knives giggled making Scott smirk "Really Toronto? I mean… you do know there's other places in Canada right?" Kim asked in response to the young girl "Well… Yeah but I'm not gonna take the name British Columbia" Knives would joke making Scott laugh now.

Ramona groaned "We're not naming each other after Canadian counties! I'm an American so I wouldn't fit in…" She sighed Stephen then chimed in "Does Canada even have counties?..." A long silence ensued after the question as everyone now thought about it.

Ramona sighed and pulled out her phone and googled it "Okay… it doesn't say ugh…" She groaned and tossed it out the window "No wifi anyways" She rolled her eyes and continued to drive. Knives got up and put a CD in "Ah finally this was awkward! Last Night she said! Oh baby don't feel so down!" She began to sing along to the song to which Scott and Stephen would join in out of boredom "Oh, it turns me off When I feel left out" they sang "So I, I turned 'round!" Kim added and they all sang on their drive through the states on their way to Washington D.C not to the same songs but to the many CD's Knives took from each gas station they raided.

Later that day…

"Guy's it's getting dark, who's taking the night driving shift?" Ramona asked, yawning. Stephen raised his hand. "I'm the only other person with an actual license Scott is too lazy Kim didn't care and Knives… Eh" He said and got out of the car and swapped seats with Ramona and started the car driving off into the night.

"So… Kim… Wanna try and restart the band?" Stephen began. "Think about it, the first apocalypse band…" He shrugged and Kim just scoffed. "Sure as long as I get to hit something…" She said in response to the stupid suggestion made by Stephen. "How 'bout you Scott? We need a bass player" He asked, still driving. "Well… It's something to distract from the zombies… and Knives has been pushing for a Sex Bob-Omb reunion…" He said "Sure…" Suddenly a loud gasp was heard "Oh my god you guys are reuniting!?" Knives exclaimed going wide eyed.

Stephen chuckled at this. "Yep... I mean we can't let our number one fan get all disappointed" He said in response. "Our only fan.." Kim would add much to Stephen and Scott's chagrin. "So… Think we'll be a big hit in America?" Scott would ask and Knives chimed in again "You guys we'll be great! People need music and most bands aint making music anymore. You just gotta find a way to get it out there!" She smiled "Maybe you're right Knives… Maybe you're right…" Scott smiled and looked out the window.

Kim smiled to herself but hid it truth be told she missed hitting her drumsticks on something other than zombie skulls and this was a much better way to channel her anger. "So… Sex Bob-Omb is back… Neil should be here… He would've been so happy…" Kim said being strangely thoughtful. Scott and Stephen both nodded. "He was the band's second biggest fan… I wish he could've been here with us…" Stephen said softly truth be told Stephen was there when Neil died he was bit by Wallace Wells during one of their performances Stephen thought it was just Wallace trying to get freaky with him. Turns out the Zombie outbreak had begun.

Everyone looked back on their lost friends and family when the apocalypse struck. Knives sighed and leaned her head onto Scott thinking about how her parents left her behind. She had fallen asleep soon after and Scott just wrote down into his journal 'Knives is the youngest one… I promise to protect her… I promise to save everyone… After what happened to my sister… Zombies won't stand a chance…' He wrote before closing his book and drifting off to sleep as well.

To be continued.