Korrasami 88: So she loves Jordan, then steak?

Al Drin Hoshizora:... Well that was rude.

I am a burglar: Says the burglar.

Drunken Hamster: Anger's more bewildered by him saying that everything will go back to being normal... in a zombie apocalypse.

Creamy Buttercap: No need to be a dick.

Batista: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Gloyd Orangeboar: Hey... Creamy didn't kill Rancis' brother. He survived in Nightmares, remember?

Candlehead: Has everyone in Sugar Rush gained a fanfiction account?

Antha1: I do plan to become a filmmaker when I grow up. Just need to survive high school.

GANGSTA: Hey, I will not tolerate you insulting the other reviewers.

The Thing from Another World: I sense sarcasm.


The following day, Bill and Jill were sent out to search for any more survivors. This time, however, much to Bill's joy, it was decided that a couple of men would be joining the two as they searched the city.

"Finally," He had said, sounding more relieved than ever before, as the group set off into the city, avoiding the zombies as they went.

Yellowjacket had watched them go, and had seen the other Freaks with them. She watched from the open window in the apartment, out of sight from them, as they left into the streets, illuminated by the morning sun.

Yellowjacket's nails bit into the window walls as her suspicions were confirmed. There were more Freaks living near Bill and Jill. And that meant that they must have guns with them as well.


(In Yellowjacket's Mind)

"This is bad. . . so very, very bad," Nerve said as he watched through Yellowjacket's POV. The other emotions were huddled around him, except for Star, who was staring at the memory orbs.

"So, how many days until they find us?" Pixie asked. "Five? A week? A month?"

"They won't find us," Star said, still staring at the memory orbs and noticing how some were starting to glow. "Bill and Jill have us hidden, remember."

"Can they keep us hidden forever, though?" Teardrop inquired. "What if they keep us isolated from the rest of society forever?" The other emotions gasped at the thought.

"That won't happen," Brick reassured the other emotions. "We have Blackjacket with us."

The emotions turned Yellowjacket around to face Blackjacket, who was lying on the bed, snoring loudly. Turning back to the window, Pixie said, "What will happen when they find us."

"'If' they find us," Star said, finally turning to face the emotions. "If that happens, we go the old route and turn them into one of us."

"I don't think Bill and Jill will be very happy," Teardrop said. The other emotions grumbled in bitter agreement. Star, hoping to lighten the mood a bit, said, "Why don't we think things over in the shower."

The other emotions turned to stare at her.

"What?"


Riley didn't know why she had felt a compulsion to take a shower. She found it odd how, just the day before, she had expressed contempt towards Bill and Jill for giving her a bath, and yet now she herself was doing it.

Her clothes were lying on the floor next to the tub. Riley turned the bathtub's water on, and she lay in a fetal position as she was dowsed by cold water. She let the tub fill with water until it was up to her head, then she turned it off.

For some time, Riley sat in the tub. She didn't feel the sickly cold water biting into her skin. In the back of her memory, she thought she could remember what it was like to be in this situation.

After a few minutes passed, Riley felt ennui get the best of her, and she slapped her hand into the water in an attempt to ease her boredom. A small wave of water was splashed into her face.

As the water dripped down her nose, Riley couldn't help but feel a memory enter her head.

"Come back here, you little monkey!"

Riley saw herself; only, she was much smaller. She figured she was seeing into her past, when she was an infant, she presumed. She looked happy and cheerful. She also saw a younger Bill, chasing after her.

For a moment, she wondered if this had truly been her past as it was in the present. Had Bill and Jill always been pursuing her, and her trying to escape them, even back then? However, as the memory played in her head, she didn't feel fear, or anger in the memory. She felt happiness and joy.

"Oh, you're so cute," She heard Bill say.

Did she look cute now? She doubted it.

However, as the memory played in her mind, she felt a sudden urge in her body. She started to wave her arms in the water, creating a peaceful movement in them. She picked up the pace, and the water started to become wild. Waves of water were thrown onto Riley and out of the tub.

Riley splashed herself with the water, and started to get up. She wished to relive that memory somehow, as best she could.

Splashing the water around, Riley started to hop in the tub in a childish excitement, laughing innocently. She slipped and fell out of the tub, but she got up and started to run around in the small washroom.

She knocked over toothbrushes and soap as she started to lose control over herself as she felt the memory in her mind grow in power. She slid on the water, and she landed on the tub. She got up, still laughing.

Just then, the door opened, and Blackjacket stepped in, eyes drowsy.

Riley stopped as Blackjacket noticed her. The two stared at each other awkwardly, neither of them moving.

"...Uuh," Both of them said in unison.


A few minutes later, Yellowjacket sat in the chair with her clothes on. She hadn't spoken to Blackjacket since he had opened the door and seen what she had been doing inside.

Blackjacket was staring at a guitar lying in the corner of the wall as he sat on the bed. Yellowjacket noticed.

"Um, Blackjacket," She said. The boy zombie turned to stare at her.

"Do you. . . remember your past?" She asked, pausing as she thought of what to say. Blackjacket seemed confused about the question. He shrugged, then turned away from her.

"Meh," He said.

Yellowjacket sighed, and looked down at the floor. After a few minutes of silence, Blackjacket got up, and wandered to the door. Opening it, he vanished outside. Yellowjacket heard his footsteps down the hallway.

After some hesitation, she followed.

But, before she left, she took her yellow jacket.


(In Yellowjacket's Mind)

"Well that was weird," Star said, remembering what had transpired in the bathroom. "What possessed our Yellowjacket to do that?"

"Uh, Star," Brick said, standing behind her. "I think you need to look at this."

Star turned towards him, and she saw that the tray holding the core memories was starting to function, more than it ever had before. But she noticed something else.

The core memories were powering something beyond the Headquarters. Star saw it, as did the other emotions.

Goofball Island was functioning again.


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