Clementine stumbled through the forest, her vision beginning to blur and her shoulder was drenched in blood. Clem looked around the dark forest, her heart was racing and her face was dripping with tears. "…L…L…Lee…" She sniffled through shallow breaths. "W…where are you?" She cried.

The cold air quickly got to her lungs making her cough uncontrollably, until she was leaning on a nearby tree. "Ho-ly shit…" A voice said from behind her.

Clementine spun her head around, almost falling over. There was a man standing, his face plastered with a look of surprise. Clementine looked around, grabbing a stick on the ground, holding it up to the man as a pathetic attempt to fend him off. "L…L-leave me alone…p-please…" She whimpered.

"It's alright, I'm not going to hurt you." The man said with a sincere look. The man was tall, especially from Clementine's point of view. He had slicked back greying black hair with light stubble around his mouth. His brown eyes were warm and kind, comforting Clementine slightly. He was wearing a thin black jacket under a blood-stained white t-shirt. He had large brown laced-up boots under a pair of faded blue jeans.

"J-j-just leave me alone…please." She sniffed.

The man slowly approached with his hands up. "It's okay…it's alright, I have a group of people, we can help you, we have a doctor there." He said.

Clementine noticed the man approaching, she stepped back a few paces, looking behind her with ever step. "I…I just need to…" Clementine stumbled. "I just need to find my daddy…"

"Aw, it's okay. We can find him, I'm sure. But if you carry on, on your own you'll pass out. Look, my name's Ethan." He said, holding his hand out to Clementine, placing his hand around the stick the girl was holding up to him. He gently took the stick off of her and threw it beside him. "C'mon, I'll show you where we're set up."

"I…I…I don't…I don't…know…" Clementine said, her eyes starting to close, slightly. Clementine's stomach began to tingle. She felt a burning in her throat, reaching up through into her mouth. She began vomiting onto the forest floor before falling backwards, completely passing out.

Clementine finally opened her eyes. She was frozen in place for a second, the same awful taste of vomit still present in her mouth. Her heart remained to race as she attempted to figure out where she was. She managed to jerk her head around, she was lying down on a wooden cot in the corner of a large tent with a fluffy blanket wrapped around her. It was as dark as before outside with a glow of orange from a campfire outside. She sat up slowly, her shoulder wasn't as aching as much as before. She moved the blanket away from it. She was wearing a different t-shirt to before. Clem pulled down the neck of the t-shirt to see a professionally wrapped layer of bandages around her bullet wound.

Her body stiffened up as a man walked through into the tent. The man looked at her with a smile. "You're awake." He gasped. It was the same man from the forest.

Clementine shot up from the cot and looked around for something to use as a weapon. "Easy…easy…" Ethan said, holding his hands up. "How's your shoulder, hon?"

Clementine stayed silent, trying her hardest not to burst into tears of fear. "How's the…patient?" A man said, walking through the tent. "Oh…I wasn't expecting her to be awake so soon. I would've given it another hour."

The man stood next to Ethan. He had messy black hair brushed backwards. He sounded Mexican in ethnicity. He was wearing a buttoned up checked flannel shirt and a pair of navy pants. He approached Clementine calmly with a smile. He crouched down in front of her. "Hello. My name is Dr. Carlos." He said. "May I?" The man gestured to Clementine's shoulder.

Clementine stood back, shying away from the man. "It's okay. He's a doctor." Ethan said.

"It's alright, Ethan. I'll take care of her. The others need to talk to you about the other matter…" Carlos said. "Besides I'm sure Rex is missing you."

The man rolled his eyes with a smile. "I'll be back later." He said.

Just before he walked out the tent, something else walked through. A dog. Tall, with black and white bloody fur.

Clementine instantly recognised the animal as the dog with the people who attacked the house. Her heart began to race. She desperately looked around the tent, but couldn't find any sort of weapon. She sighed, trying to calm down, knowing attacking these people wouldn't help her.

"Alright, I'll check back in here in ten minutes. C'mon, Rexy." He said, petting the dog on the head before walking out the tent. The dog followed him closely.

"What's your name, sweetheart?" Carlos asked, laying his hand out to the girl. Clementine decided to play along, waiting for an opportune moment to make her escape. She hesitantly put her hand in his. Carlos smiled at her before rolling up the girls' sleeve past her shoulder.

"C…Clementine." She mumbled.

"Clementine? That's a sweet name. I have a daughter. Her name's Sarah. Now, does it hurt if I press down here?" He asked before poking her bandaged shoulder.

"Ow!" She yelped.

"Sorry…I'll take that as a yes, then. What happened? Ethan thinks it's a bit of shrapnel…" Carlos began.

"What's a shrapnel?" Clementine asked.

"It's…like a little sharp piece of something. Like wood, usually. My friend Luke thinks it's a stab wound. But of course, they're not doctors. When did you get shot?" Carlos said.

"Few days ago, I think…" Clem said, timidly.

"Hm…not to worry you, Clementine…but it's a miracle you survived, being unmediated for that long. Unless…you did have medi-

"Carlos, we need to talk. Now." A man interrupted, standing in the doorway of the large tent. He had a smooth Texan accent and, like Ethan he had warm brown eyes. His light brown hair was long, messy and in tangles. He was wearing a dirty yellow t-shirt and a pair of jeans.

"Ah, Luke we were just talking about you…" Carlos said, obviously distracted about something in his mind.

"Oh, hi, kid." Luke said with a weak wave aimed at Clementine. Clem shyly smiled to herself. "Carlos. C'mon."

"One second." Carlos sighed, following Luke out of the tent.

Please read if you like Clementine being cute. :D

I was thinking of starting a series of drabbles. I did have a story like this called Clementine Is Adorable, which was inactive so much so I ended up deleting it. Now it's the same concept…probably going to keep the same name…

Basically it's cute moments I write about Clementine and another character, whether it's from the walking dead or another video game, it doesn't matter.

I'll be co-writing a few of these chapters with a friend, A Secret Life of Writing.

What I need from you is:

For you to tell me if this is something you'd want to read! Just let me know, PM me, review on here, whichever is fine, just let me know! :D

Even better, tell me a character you'd want to see Clemmy being cute with!

Thanks! See you next chapter!