A Regular Outbreak

by RegularShowMemorabilia

An apocalypse has struck the world, people begin to die and relationships begins to crumble. But through it all, Mordecai and Rigby find something to keep them going. They come across a little boy, who eventually is left alone. The two lovers teach the child how to survive, in a perilous world, where being alone is the only way to really be safe. (COMPLETE!)

6. Episode Six: In Harm's Way

A Regular Outbreak

Quick A/N; I've taken a 'Walking Dead' style of events and turned chapters into Episodes. (Five episodes = 1 Season. But since we're already six chapters in, this season will have six episodes, so this is the season finale). Also, old characters return! I'll explain at the bottom, see you guys there.

Episode Six: In Harm's Way

10th of March, 2024, Early Morning

Day 236

Somewhere in the north of America, two friends were taking shelter in a coffee shop, after having just escaped from a horde of the undead.

"There…secure." A red robin sighed, as she nailed some planks to the door and the wall, stopping anything from getting in. "Then how do we get out?" A nearby Mole asked. "We improvise." The robin shrugged. "Got any food left? I'm starving." The robin asked. "I got a few energy bars and a Gatorade. It was all I could get from the car." The mole replied. "Chuck me an energy bar." The robin said. The mole reached into her bar and pulled out an energy bar and passed it to her friend. "There you go, Margaret." The mole watched the robin catch the energy bar. "Thanks Eileen." The robin peeled open the bar and threw the wrapping away.

Eileen could hear the zombies at the door, attempting to break it down. "Think they'll get in here?" She asked. "No, it's nailed down tight." Margaret answered, walking down a flight of stairs, with the mole following her close behind. "Kinda reminds me of our old coffee shop." Margaret sighed. "It does look similar. Maybe it's a chain?" Eileen suggested, following the bird. "No, there's only one. At least…that's what our manager used to say." Margaret shrugged.

The two friends walked over to a table, which they noticed was flipped over and glanced at one another. "Help me get this table upright." Margaret grabbed the edge of the table. The mole nodded and put her paws onto the opposite edge of the table. "Flip!" Margaret exclaimed. The two friends flipped the table back upright, before grabbing two chairs. "We're sitting at a table? At a time like this?" Eileen questioned, sitting her chair down. "We're safe. Stop being so paranoid." Margaret sat on her chair.

"You think Mordecai's okay?" Margaret asked, leaning on the table. "I'm sure he's fine. He's got Rigby to take care of him." Eileen reassured the robin. "You aren't…still mad at Rigby, are you?" Eileen asked. "To be honest, not anymore. I understand now…I…just have a bad feeling that something's not right." Margaret answered. "They're fine, stop worrying." Eileen opened her bag and pulled out a book. Eileen began to read it. "Suzanne Collins? Who's she?" Margaret asked, reading the cover. "She's a woman who wrote the Hunger Games trilogy." Eileen answered, not taking her eyes off her book. Margaret just shrugged. "Want a book?" Eileen asked, glancing at her bored friend. "I don't…I don't usually read…" Margaret made an excuse. The mole rolled her eyes.

"Here." She grabbed a book out of her bag and passed it to the robin. "'World Wide Animals, The Guide to the Earth's Wildlife and their Habits?'" Margaret read. "Meh, it's either pictures, or a novel." Eileen turned her book around, showing Margaret the words from her book. "Ah! Too many words for me." Margaret quickly opened her book. Eileen 'hmphed' just liked Mordecai and Rigby used to do and continued to read.

"I hate books." Margaret mumbled. "I thought you liked books? Didn't you read books in college?" Eileen asked. Margaret rolled her eyes and glanced at the first page. "'Written by Harold Smith, Pictures taken by Craig Collins an…" "Mind reading that in your head?" Eileen asked, peering over her book. "Oh sorry." Margaret paid attention to her book.

She skipped a few pages ahead, to the contents and thought for a moment. 'Could I find me in here?' She thought to herself as she scanned the page. Sure enough, after a few seconds, she eventually found 'Robin' and skipped to the page. She didn't read any of the words, she just glanced at the picture of what Robins are 'supposed' to look like. "Eww." She put her wing atop of the picture and flipped back to the contents. "What?" Eileen asked. "Nothing…" Margaret sighed.

'Mordecai…maybe he's in here.' Margaret thought scanning the pages. And once again, she found what she was looking for. She flipped to the page which had 'The Blue Jay' written on the top of it. She glanced at the picture and sighed. She made sure Eileen wasn't looking and pecked the picture of the blue jay. "Did you just kiss my book?" Eileen noticed her, making a disgusted face. "I guess I did?" Margaret shrugged. "Why?" Eileen asked. "Dunno." Margaret shrugged. "Gross." Eileen shivered.

Meanwhile

"I gave you simple instructions! Simple: Grab as many supplies as you could from the grocery store, and look!" A man held up a backpack, glancing at a ghost and goat, who he was yelling at. "It's a backpack." The ghost shrugged. "All that's in here is cigarettes! Not a single item of food!" The man shouted. "You didn't say food or drink, you said supplies." The ghost chuckled. Benson glanced at the goat.

"Well, I did put in a few packs of gum." The goat shrugged. "Gum isn't gonna keep us alive, Thomas!" The man shouted. "Calm down Benson." The ghost crossed its arms. "I'm trying to keep us alive! Do you want us to die!?" Benson screamed. "No, but I really needed some cigarettes." The ghost shrugged. "There are dozens of packs in here!" Benson shouted. "To last for the next few weeks!" The ghost exclaimed. "It's just like running that damn park…nobody ever listens to me!" Benson muttered.

"Don't we want 'being alive' to be fun?" Thomas asked. "Fun? You want surviving to be fun?" Benson narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, otherwise it's boring." Thomas shrugged. "Wake up dumbass! It's an apocalypse, not your normal day at the park!" Benson shouted. "You can't say that, you were fired years ago." The ghost chuckled. "Wow Fives, you really had to stoop that low." Benson sighed. "Meh." Fives shrugged. "Just get back in the house." Benson pinched the bridge of his nose and followed Thomas and Fives into a nearby house.

"Put the bag in the supply box." Benson threw the bag at Thomas. Thomas caught the bag and walked into a nearby room. While he walked over to the 'supply box', Benson and Fives were arguing. "You seriously need to get over this smoking habit, what if we were starving and dying and we sent you out to get food, and all you brought back was this!" Benson shouted. "I dunno." HFG shrugged. "You dunno, you dunno? I don't know how you're still alive." Benson rubbed his dome. "Because I'm a ghost?" HFG chuckled.

Thomas placed the bag in the supply box, which was completely empty and walked back into the hallway, where HFG and Benson were arguing. "And for your information, you're not my boss. I can smoke as much as I want." HFG hovered over to the supply box and grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the bag.

"For god's sake Fives!" Benson exclaimed. Fives grabbed his lighter and lit a cigarette. "Are you even listening to me!?" Benson exclaimed. Thomas just shook his head in disappointment. Five breathed in the cigarette and blew a puff of smoke into Benson's face. "Chill out Benson." Fives chuckled. "AHHHHH!" Benson screamed in annoyance. Thomas laughed and hi-fived his friend. "I'm getting out of here…away from you. I'm not dying here." Benson growled, walking out of the room. "Benson, wait." Thomas followed him to the door. "What?" Benson asked, turning around. "Why not stay here and die with us?" Thomas shrugged. Benson sighed. "Whatever, as long as you are out of my sight." Benson growled, glaring at Thomas as he walked back into the room with HFG.

"Don't worry Thomas, he'll get used to it." Fives handed Thomas a cigarette. "Want one?" he asked. "Don't smoke, thanks anyway." Thomas replied. "Ok man, your missing out." Fives shrugged and continued to smoke.

Back at the storage unit

Mordecai didn't sleep much that night, he had thoughts revolving around his head about the things he and his spouse talked about the night before. The blue jay leant against the cement wall of the unit, not realising that the sun had risen outside. "A child…" Mordecai muttered. "We…" Mordecai sighed. Mordecai's muttering awoke Sean, who was asleep near the door. "Urgh…what time is it?" Sean asked, yawning. "Dunno." Mordecai shrugged. "What's your problem?" Sean asked, standing up.

"I…dunno…" Mordecai shook his head. "Uh huh, sure." Sean grabbed the garage door and threw it open. "What are you doing!?" Mordecai whispered, loudly. "Takin' a piss. I ain't pissin' in there." Sean crossed his arms. "What if there's zombies out there?" Mordecai glanced out the garage door. "You can come with me, watch over me." Sean suggested. "I can't leave Rigby behind." Mordecai replied. "You don't have to. What's all the ruckus?" Rigby had awoken, and was attempting to stand up. "Let me help." Mordecai walked over to the raccoon and helped him up.

"It isn't comfortable here. I'd rather leave." Rigby said, walking over to Sean. The wolf just shrugged. "Let's go then." Mordecai said, walking out of the garage. The wolf helped the raccoon over to the car, which was close by. "Rigby, stay in the car, I gotta take Sean for a piss." Mordecai said. The raccoon nodded and sat in the back seat.

"Come along." Mordecai led Sean out of the compound and out into the forest, not too far away. "Go ahead, do your business." Mordecai turned around and faced the road, looking out for any zombies or mutants that would dare try to attack them. About a minute later Sean walked back over to the bird. "Thanks Mordecai." The wolf smiled at him. "No problem kiddo, now we gotta go." Mordecai said.

Sean glanced at the bird and took his wing. "Eh?" Mordecai looked down at Sean, with a confused face. "I feel safe with you." Sean stated. Mordecai was touched, he'd never would have expected Sean to say that. "Thanks Sean, that means a lot." Mordecai smiled at the wolf. "No problem, it's fitting." Sean commented. "What do you mean?" Mordecai turned to the kid. "You seem like a good caretaker, and I respect you for that. Take Rigby for example, you show that raccoon the kindness and caring only the highest of the high receive, he's really lucky to have a father figure like you." Sean breathed in, after finishing his speech.

Mordecai knelt down to the wolf and gave him a hug. "You are amazing, you know that?" Mordecai asked. "Thanks." Sean replied, pulling away from the hug. "Come on, let's get back to the car." Mordecai pat the wolf on the back. Sean grabbed Mordecai's wing and they walked back to the car. "That was a long piss." Rigby chuckled. "Whatever man." Mordecai got in the driver's side, while Sean got in the back, to watch over Rigby.

"How're you feeling?" Mordecai turned around. "Better than yesterday." Rigby responded, he seemed to be in better health. "Good, we're gonna head a bit further up north." Mordecai said, turning the car on. "I thought we were heading to California?" Rigby was confused. "Not anymore." Mordecai pulled out of the storage facility. Sean glanced at the sign out the front; 'Ten-I-See storage'. "What a crappy joke. That's so old." Sean commented, as they drove off.

"Where are we going?" Rigby asked. "Dunno, north." Mordecai shrugged. "Why?" Rigby questioned. "Wait…it snows up north, correct?" Sean said. "Most places up north, yes." Rigby answered. "Won't the snow slow the zombies down? Wouldn't that be the logical thing to happen?" Sean suggested. "Hmm…good point." Mordecai rubbed his chin.

"Let's just go further north and see what happens." Sean recommended. Mordecai nodded and looked back at the road ahead of him. "Think we'll see any of our friends again?" Rigby asked. "Possibly, you never know." Mordecai shrugged. "Who are your friends?" Sean questioned. "Well, one of them is a goat, another is a ghost…one is a mole and another is a red robin…and…there's a yeti-type thing and a gumball machine." Mordecai explained. "You have a lot of interesting people as friends." Sean commented. "Oh you don't even know the half of it." Rigby chuckled.

Rigby glanced at the back of the seat in front of him and noticed a CD lodged in the back of the chair. The raccoon reached for it and grabbed it. He glanced at the cover. "A CD? What is it?" Sean asked, glancing at the CD the raccoon was holding. "Best #1 Songs of history." Rigby read. "Can I see the cover?" Sean held out his paw. Rigby shrugged and handed it over. "'Eye of the Tiger…Down Under…Girlfriend…' there's a lot of songs on here." Sean read. "Any good ones?" Rigby asked. "Eye of the Tiger is a good one." Mordecai said. Rigby shrugged and grabbed the CD off of Sean. "Here." Rigby opened the cover and handed the disc to Mordecai. Mordecai slipped the CD in the player. "What song is it?" Mordecai asked. "16." Rigby answered.

"This is gonna be eppppiiiiiicccc." Sean chimed. "WOOOOOAAHHHH!" The three friends exclaimed in unison.

Meanwhile

"I miss working in the park." Thomas commented. "We all do." HFG sighed. "Some more than others." Thomas glanced at Benson who'd fallen asleep beside the door. "Think we'll make it through this?" Thomas asked. "Well, I'm a ghost, so I know I will." HFG replied, confidently. "So…it just leaves me and Benson." Thomas narrowed his eyes. Fives just shrugged. "We've been here for so long that I don't even know what town or state this is…" Thomas held his head. "I don't remember what town this is, but we're in Missouri." Fives answered.

Suddenly, there were screams coming from outside. "What the hell?" Thomas exclaimed, walking over to the window. "We should check that out." Fives floated beside the goat. "You sure?" Thomas wasn't eager. "Let's just go." Fives grabbed his machete and Thomas grabbed his bat and they walked out of the house and toward where the screams were coming from.

At the same time

"I can't hold them off!" Margaret shouted, leaning against the door of the coffee shop. The planks of wood that were nailed together that kept the door closed he snapped when a horde of zombies rushed into the door. Eileen was hysterical. "Eileen! Stop screaming! You'll bring all of the zombies on top of us!" Margaret shouted, desperately trying to keep the door closed. Eileen just ignored her. "Stop screaming!" Margaret screamed. "Help me with the damn door!" Margaret exclaimed. Eileen calmed down a bit. "What can I do!?" Eileen exclaimed. "I dunno! Something! Go to the kitchen! There should be a knife in there somewhere!" Margaret ordered. Eileen ran into the kitchen of the coffee shop and sure enough, there was a butcher's knife laying on a cutting board.

Eileen grabbed the knife and ran back to the door. "Cut their fucking arms off!" Margaret shouted. Eileen pinched the bridge of her nose and began to chop the arms off of the zombies that were trying to get in.

Meanwhile

"It's coming from there." Fives pointed to a coffee shop. "There's some zombies out the front, and the screaming has stopped." Thomas noted. "Let's go take them down." Fives floated over. "You sure?" Thomas asked, concerned. "Yes." Fives nodded and charged at the zombies clambering over each other at the door.

Thomas shrugged and charged in with his baseball bat. Fives decapitated a few of the zombies and dug the machete in their heads. Thomas grabbed a particular zombie and bashed its brains in with the bat. After a few seconds, the horde was defeated and the two friends were glancing at the door. "Should we go inside?" Fives asked. Thomas nodded. Fives shrugged and walked in, with Thomas following him inside.

Suddenly, Margaret popped out from beside the door and knocked the two men out with her Encyclopaedia. "Did you get them?" Eileen asked. "Yeah…but…I think I know them." Margaret made an observation. "Margaret, that's Thomas and Hi-Five Ghost!" Eileen exclaimed.

Somewhere near the border to Missouri

Mordecai, Rigby and Sean were closing in to the border of Missouri. "Now we don't have music." Rigby growled. "Why'd you throw it out the window!?" Mordecai exclaimed. "I'm not listening to Gangnam Style, its torture." Sean crossed his arms. "What the hell?" Mordecai looked at the road ahead of him. "What is it?" Rigby asked, looking through the windscreen. "There's some sort of road block up ahead." Mordecai answered. "Roadblock?" Sean glanced through the windscreen with Rigby.

"Dude, there's people!" Rigby pointed. "I can see that." Mordecai replied. Mordecai slowed the car down and stopped at the border. "Out of the car!" One of the men shouted. "What?" Mordecai asked. The man came to the driver's side door and opened it. He threw Mordecai out onto the road and got a couple of the other guys to throw Rigby and Sean out of the car.

Mordecai, Rigby and Sean were laying on the cement, wondering what was going on. "Urgh…" Rigby groaned as his face was on the cement. "Who are you people?" Mordecai asked, looking up. "None of your concern, Troy, Anne, take these three in." The man ordered. "Yes sir." Troy walked over to the three friends and grabbed Sean by the neck. "Hey!" Mordecai shouted, standing up. "Sit. Down." Anne pointed her pistol at the blue jay's head.

"Leave us alone!" Sean shouted. "Shut up kid!" Troy grabbed Sean and dragged him behind the road block. "Where are you taking him?" Rigby asked. "'Him'? I'm not taking just the kid, you're coming too." The man said, grabbing Mordecai's neck and holding him in place. He took Mordecai behind the road block, to where Sean was being taken.

"Come on animal." Anne grabbed Rigby and brought him behind the road block. "Let's go." The man nodded at the rest of the people, who were watching. "But Stan, shouldn't we just kill them?" One of the women asked. "Because we might need them for the plan." 'Stan' answered. "Okay sir." The women nodded. "Come on, let's go watch over the prisoners." Stan walked over behind the roadblock, with the rest of the people following him.

"Wait a second sir." Anne came back and stopped Stan. "What is it, Anne?" Stan asked. "What if they try to escape?" Anne questioned. "Don't worry, they won't escape, because they won't know they're prisoners." Stan replied. "And how do we do that?" Anne glanced over at Rigby, Sean and Mordecai, who were being dragged away, against they're will.

"We make sure they don't remember who they are."

NEXT TIME, ON A REGULAR OUTBREAK

Thomas and Fives awaken to see Margaret and Eileen standing above them. "You're alive?" Thomas gasped. "We thought you were dead!" Eileen exclaimed.

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"Mordecai, you have to believe me! Rigby isn't himself!" Sean tried to convince the bird. "I think he's normal." Mordecai shook his head. "We have to get out of here! To find a new home!" Sean continued to convince Mordecai. "This is our home now." Mordecai glanced at the wolf.

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"Sir! This isn't right! Innocent people are going to die!" One of Stan's people said. "Are you going soft?" Stan glared at her. "No! I ju…" Stan shot the woman in the head. "Anyone else wanna turn against me?" Stan glanced at the dead body of one of his own people.

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Thomas and Fives return to the house. "Benson's not there anymore." Fives pointed the door. "Benson?" Thomas called his name. "He's not in the house." Fives noted. "He's gone." Thomas sighed.

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"Kid, we need to stop this, Stan will stop at nothing to kill anyone in his way to protect his child." One of Stan's people was speaking to Sean. "I understand but what can we do?" Sean asked. "We get your friend's memories back and meet up at the courtyard." The girl knelt down to the wolf. After a few seconds she continued to speak;

"We'll take him down, too many innocent people have died."

Thanks for reading Season One! This has been a good story so far and I look forward to continue! Please PM me OC's or story ideas! I'm always open to suggestions. Thanks for reading everyone! I'll see you in the next chapter!

RSM