Hi peeps! Is that the term they're using these days? "Peeps?" I need to pay attention to the latest gossip… don't I?
Menu of Today's Complaints:
For starters, we have a lovely pair of frozen hands, complete with dry, itchy skin.
For the main course, they have prepared a nice trio of redneck/Canadian idiots who fight constantly. And with a side of zombie hordes every few minutes.
Then for desert, there's babysitting ten hormone filled, uncontrollable, and socially in need of help teenagers, all bared with weapons that have all ready killed hundreds of zombies!
And maybe if you're lucky you'll get some after dinner coffee to warm your insides… which are currently freezing to death.
Can you tell it's been a long day?
"Hey." Nudge. "Hey." Shake. "Hey."
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?" I hiss at Kory. He cowers, and I sigh. "Sorry," I breathe.
"It's okay. You're not that scary." Jerk. I ignore him.
"So what do you want?" I ask.
"I was wondering how many bags of frozen hamburgers we had left." Kory explains.
"Why does it matter?" I ask him, rubbing my hands together for warmth.
He shrugs, "I was thinking about cooking some of them in a little while… if they ever get back with the fire wood." He jerks his head in the general direction that Reaver and Emmett had gone about two hours ago into the woods.
"I hope they didn't get eaten by wolves." Jay raises his eyebrows. "Well… darn shame if they did." He adds. ****If you get that joke then I hope you are laughing your ass of right now**** I shiver, from the thought of them being eaten alive, and the cold.
"We'll wait another hour for them… if not, we'll send a search party… I'm pretty sure that one talks to wolves." Kory's looking at Bipolar. True 'dat.
"Are you keeping a list of what's been eaten, what hasn't?" Texas asks Kory, walking over.
Kory looks up, "Yeah, make sure the others know you're not supposed to eat anything without talking to me first." He jabs a thumb into his chest.
"Right…" Texas walks back over to where the other girls are huddled… geez I'm an outcast even when the world is ending.
"Got any squirrel meat?" Jay asks.
"Excuse me?" I ask.
"You ain't ever had squirrel meat? Aw, you haven't lived a day in your life." Jay shakes his head, disappointed.
"Sorry,"
"One time, my friend Pete, he tried to jump off a roof into a garbage can and-"
"They're back." Kory cuts Jay off.
"Oh, good. They aren't wolf food." I get up from the log I was sitting on.
"That's all right I'll tell you another time." Jay mumbles.
"Got wood people!" Emmett raises to branches above his head. No one laughs.
"Took you long enough." I glare at him.
"Sorry," He hugs me, "I will warm you with the power of my hugging!"
I push him away, "No, you will warm all of us with the magic of fire. Go." I point at the meek pile of fire wood that somehow took them three hours to collect.
"Okay," He kisses my cheek and returns to the task at hand.
"Anyone else notice… that it's cold." Reaver asks, attempting to make a neat stack of branches. He didn't succeed.
"That's what normally happens in winter." I sigh.
"Nuh-uh!" Texas says, the other girls following her to circle the soon-to-be fire.
"Yeah, unless you've only experienced summer." Fairbanks argues. Did she just… talk?
"It's never this cold." Texas shakes her head in disbelief. That's when we all realized, Texas lived in Texas.
"Okay… so who here has not experienced winter before?" I ask. Jay, Texas and Kory raise their hands.
"If it's only twenty degrees now… Oh, boy." Emmett winces.
"It gets worse?" Texas' mouth hangs wide open.
"Much." Russia answers her. Kory groans. Texas crosses her arms. And Jay is quiet… I'm starting to like this kid.
"Get used to it." Emmett nods.
"Wait 'til it snows!" I clasp my hands together and waddle excitedly. This would be great.
"What."
"Fire, chop, chop. Move it." I kick Emmett. Him and Reaver finally get the fire going… with a little pyrotechnic explosion-y help from Jay…
"So tomorrow… we find some warmer clothes, yes?" Russia asks.
"Yeah, that sounds good." Kory nods.
"And maybe… shelter." Bavaria adds.
"Also a good idea." Reaver says, "Maybe even a better one." He looks at Kory, knowing this would trigger something… anything.
"Whatever…" And for a second it seems like Kory's going to pass up a fight when, "Clothes are more important."
"Are not."
"Are, too."
"Prove it." Reaver raises an eye brow.
"Oh, how about deer meat?" Jay lights up, I don't think he was aware of the argument brewing in front of him…
"No." Kory and Reaver say at the same time, then glare at each other again.
"Guys, not around the fire." I shoo them away.
"Yeah, not around the fire, Kory." Reaver sits back down. It's becoming clear that Reaver is the smarter of the two.
"You get back up you coward!" Kory's face starts to burn bright red.
"Those sound like fighting words to me." Reaver observes, calmly.
"They were!" Kory bursts. Reaver was totally doing this on purpose.
"The lady said not to fight around the fire, so I'm not going to fight around the fire. Now please, sit back down."
"Thanks, Reaver." I smile.
"Don't mention it." He smiles back. Kory was still looming over him. "What?"
"Get up and fight." Kory growls.
"We've been over this." Reaver waves him away.
"Fine." Kory actually sits down. WOAH.
"So continuing with whatever we were talking about…" Bavaria changes subjects.
"Plans for tomorrow," Charlotte reminds her, quietly.
"Right. Anyone know where the nearest mall is?"
"The mall?" Kory, Reaver, Emmett and Jay all asked at pretty much the exact same time.
"Yes, dumb-nuts, the mall." Texas glares at them. They all groan in sync. Well at least the agree on something. The sun had finally set, and it was increasingly cold outside. Nowhere to sleep tonight but under the stars.
"Well… I'm going to go to bed if we're waking up early." Emmett says, rolling onto his side, reading my thoughts.
"Right on." Bavaria agrees. A few others lay down, away from the fire. I shiver.
"Goodnight." Emmett says, hugging me.
"Night." I sigh.
That was a REALLY boring chapter… I know, I'm truly sorry. But I will write soon… Until then…
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