I totally forgot about this drabble! So sorry greenkittycat! I've been busy! I just went on a walk with my little sister on my shoulders again, she's getting heavier. Anyway,

greenkittycat prompted: Could you do something with Peddie and then, maybe, could Jerome be in it to?

Why yes I can! Here ya go, hope you like!

And BTW, this is not a Zombie Apocalypse fic! It just sounds like it...

Jerome's POV

"What?" Trixie exclaimed. She threw her controller on to my bed and pouted. "How could you beat me? You-you cheated! Didn't you?"

"What? No, of course not." I defended myself, lifting my arms in surrender.

"Sure…" she rolled her eyes, dragging the word out.

I glared at her and grabbed another game. "Here maybe you can win this." I say sarcastically. I know she can't, she doesn't play a often as I do.

"Zombie Hero?" she questioned. "Are all of your games zombie related?"

"No, we've got-yeah." I nod.

"Now on this one we're on the same team." I explain as the game loads. "If you lose, I lose. So don't lose."

She glared at me and turns back to the screen.

"Ha! Take that zombie!" Trixie yelled at the cut up body parts of a zombie on the TV.

"Hey, Jerry, you seen Patric-" I heard Edison say entering the room.

"Hold on Junior." I reply, hitting a button on the controller. My chainsaw slices a zombie in half and I cheer.

"Yeah! We won!" Patricia cheered.

We high fived and laughed. We turned to Eddie when we heard him clear his throat angrily.

"Oh, hey, Kruger." Trixie waved.

"What's going on here?" he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Killing zombies." she replied.

"Why didn't you invite me? I love Zombie Hero!"

"I couldn't find you." she shrugged, sitting up from her position on her stomach.

"I was in the living room." he cocked an eyebrow.

"You were?" her eyebrows knit together in confusion.

"Well," I stood. "As much as I would love to watch your couples spat develop, I can't. I meeting Mara at the library."

I walk over to the door and stop, turning back to the auburn haired punk. "You can play the game if you'd like." I say nicely before adding slowly, "Just don't touch my stuff."

"Thanks, Slimeball." she said squinting her eyes.

"Later, Trixie." I nod. "Sweety." I pat him on the shoulder and walk down the hall, listening to their fight unravel with a smirk on my face.

Patricia's POV

"What was that about?" the cockroach asked pointing down the hall to Jerome.

"What do you?" I asked confused.

"Why were you hanging out with him?" he questioned.

"We were playing a game…" I say slowly.

He glared at me.

"What?" then it hit me. He was jealous. "Alright," I sigh, standing up. "I'll never Jerome for three reasons. One, I don't even like him! Two, can you even see me with him?" I shudder. "And three, I'd never do that to Mara."

"Alright," he nodded. "Wait, Mara?"

"Yeah, she's dating Jerome."

"I know that," he rolled his eyes. "What about me?"

"Well, I guess you have a little to do with it." I sigh.

"I knew it." he smirked.

"Come on." I roll my eyes and pull him over to the TV. "I'm going to cream you."

"Right." he nodded and put it on Expert.

"Wait, I can't play expert yet." I protest.

"I know." he smirked evilly and started the game.

I sneered at him and turned to the screen, dying in an instant.

There ya go! Now, I don't play video games so, I don't know how they work…but I hope you liked this! It took me about seven minutes to write…it is a drabble! Please send in more prompts everyone, oh and review!

-Rachel