Sorry for the late update but I have good reasons:

- 2nd June : Cancer Research Run

- 3rd June : Doctor's appointment and I had the side effects so I had to go back there. :'(

Shout out to my beautiful best friend Noah (His brand new fanfic account is on my profile) for looking after me. But enough about my life and more about the Warblers!

"Good luck man," Thad patted David's shoulder sympathetically.

"Thanks,"

"LET GO OF KENNY MOTHER FUCKER!"

"Who cares about Kenny?"

"EVERYONE BUT YOU WES!"

"I bet you guys are the only ones..." Wes mumbled.

"BEN SAVE CLEMMY BEFORE I PULL THAT STICK OUT OF YOUR ASS AND STAB YOU IN THE EYE WITH IT!"

"Jeez Jeff,"

"Alliteration!" Trent squealed.

"You're so easily entertained," Wes rolled his eyes.

"I love you Chuck!"

"Uhh, Why?"

"He saved Clementine!"

"So..." Jeff gasped at Wes's words, well word, in horror before throwing the bowl of potato chips at him.

"OH MY GOD JEFF GO AWAY!"

"IT'S NECK FELL OFF! CODE RED!"

"Poor little doggie," Trent sighed and Flint rubbed his back soothingly Getting a look from his boyfriend.

"She just crawled through the door,"

"NOOOOOOOOOO! CLEMMY I LOVE YOU!" Jeff screamed causing everyone in the room to cover their ears.

"That broom scared the living shit out of me!"

"LITERALLY!"

"No..."

"oh.."

"oh?"

"I don't mean to interrupt but is this going somewhere?" Wes asked.

"Oh my god he looks so different from the photo downstairs," Trent gasped.

"I know, Since when was he black?"

"RACIST!"

"What! Everyone was thinking it, I was the only one brave enough to say it!" Wes triumphantly replied.

"David you just wasted a bullet!"

"I'm so sorry Nick," David said sarcastically," but I didn't want to smash his head in!"

"FUCK!" Everyone in the room screamed simultaneously as the shadow of that pedophile appeared on the screen.

"DAFUQ WAS THAT?"

"I HAVE NO CLUE BUT IT SCARED ME SO MOTHER FUCKING MUCH!" Jeff replied to his boyfriend.

"What's over he- A WALL MADE OF FUCKIN' ZOMBIES!"

"They look liked they were killed right here,"

"That's sick!" Trent gagged.

"SHE'S ABOUT TO KILL ME," The room remained silent. "HELP ME!"

"No one helped me!" Thad complained.

"See Clemmy cares!"

"WHY IS SHE HERE! She be could KILLED or STABBED!"

"JEFF! Calm the fuck down!" Wes scowled, "A teacher might hear and give us all a D.t for playing an 18+ game!"

"Sorry, I just worry about Clem,"

"ZOMBIE MOB!" Trent screeched. "RUN!"

"MOVE THE DUMPSTER!"

"Okay, okay Thad,"

"CHUCK!" Jeff cried, "Why!" Wes rolled his eyes at the blond's antics.

"Who are these people?" Flint asked looking at David.

"How the fuck should I know?"

"HE NEARLY SHOT ME!"

"But he didn't, It's okay," Wes sighed while patting David's hand earning a smirk from Nick and Jeff.

"WHERES CLEM! OH GOD WHERE IS SHE?" Jeff was now hyperventilating and was sitting right on the edge of Nick's lap.

"She'll turn up,"

"What if she doesn't Nick? WHAT IF SHE DIED?"

"I'm sure the writers of this game wouldn't do that babe, Relax"

"She found a boat?"

"That's what happened yes,"

"Fuck off Wes,"

"Take Clem with you,"

"Why should I?"

"Because she won't be safe with Omid, you'll know where she is,"

"Okay, good point!"

"Thanks baby!" Jeff kissed Nick's cheek and finally relaxed into his lap.

"It was the best thing to do," Jeff smiled.

"I just did par kour! Jumpin' roofs with Molly the hoe!"

"She isn't a hoe!"

"Whatever,"

"WHOA MOLLY SUCKED THE D!"

"You can talk Jeffery!"

"What do you mean?"

"Oh come on, we can hear you!" Trent laughed as Nick and Jeff went red.

"Did I call it or did I call it? I told you she was a hoe!"

"SAVE BEN!" Nick screamed.

"DROP HIM!" Jeff also yelled and then turned to face Nick, "Why should he live?"

"He is a tall blonde with the same haircut as you, he is worried about his friend and what the world has become and he is close with Clem,"

"Deep Nick, Deep," Wes said covering his heart with his hand.

"I saved him,"

"Thanks," Nick smiled.

"David do something!" Jeff pouted

"What can I do?"

"HUG HER, COMFORT HERE, LOVE HER!"

"OH MY GOD THE PEDO ON THE WALKIE-TALKIE STOLE CLEMMY! FUCK THIS GAME!"

"It's not the end of the world," Wes mumbled.

"That's kinda what this game's about..."

"GUYS! STOP TALKING AND LOOK AT THE MOTHER FUCKING SCREEN!" David shrieked. Everyone looked up from their own conversations to be faced with the image of Lee's bitten arm.

"Oh no..." Nick mumbled through the blond warbler's hair that was currently right in front of his face.

"...this isn't happening" Trent whispered. "What about..."

"Clem..." Jeff responded heretofore beginning to slowly cry into Nick's shoulder.

"It's not that sad," Wes stated watching Jeff cry over a fictional character, he would never do that. He wasn't emotional or a fangirl so he had no reason to ever cry over a video game.

"So Christa, Omid and Ben are coming with us, Let's go save Clem! For Jeff's sanity,"

"So this man is perving on an 8yr old,"

"I hope Clem's okay..."

"She will be Jeffy, I promise,"

Oh my god 940 words, I swear auto-correct is high! It replaced 'kissed' with sheds sheds about 6 times. DAFUQ! See you tomorrow, I PROMISE. Lana xxx