I started a new fanfiction! For those of you who are Ouran High School Host Club fans, it's called Operation Rainbow. You will love it. Okay… onward my friends! Lauren, I hope you don't mind. I'm giving your OC a Norwegian accent.
Jay whistles, "Nick… I didn't think you could do it."
Nick stares off into space, not with a dreamy expression but more of a scared to death, scarred for lifekind of expression. ****That is my expression. As of now, I have copywrited it. It is mine. "Scared to death, scarred for life." Mine.****
"Nick?" Jay tries again. "Nick you in there, buddy?" Jay lightly shakes Nick's shoulder and he falls over onto the ground. "Now it might just be me… but I think something's wrong with him."
I roll my eyes and snap my fingers, "Reaver, Jay, take Nick up to one of the rooms. I don't know what those tribal people did to him but obviously it wasn't something we want to talk ab-"
"Oh I know what they did to him." Reaver grins, sharing a look with Jay.
I kick his shin, "Just follow your god damn orders."
"Yes ma'am." Reaver huffs sarcastically.
"Yeah you better run." I mumble.
"We're not running!" Reaver cries.
I take a seat next to Russia in the lounge that was next to the dining room. This has become our favorite new meeting spot or headquarters if you will.
"So what's on the agenda today, girls?" I ask.
"I was actually hoping we could go shopping." Bavaria says.
"…what?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Well… have you looked in a mirror lately? Our hair is awful. It looks like a cat crawled up there and died. Our clothes are blood soaked and shredded. And I really want a change of socks… not to mention other things…"
"Well I suppose the good part about the zombie apocalypse is no one ever knows when you get your period since there's already so much blood everywhere else." I shrug.
Russia laughs, "I suppose it's not a bad idea. We could even pick up something for the boys."
"Oh hey, I've been wondering… where is Bipolar?" Bavaria asks.
"I haven't seen her lately either." I add.
"Don't ask me. She does her own thing." Russia sighs. "What do you think happened to her?"
A moment of silence passes as we think about all the horrible things that could have happened.
"Let's just go shopping." I say getting up. "Hey, Lauren!" I call to the lady at the front desk.
"Yes?" She calls back cheerfully.
"Where's the nearest shopping center?" I ask.
"Oh! It's in the next town over! Here, take one of these maps!" She says handing one to me.
"Thanks," I say taking it and turning towards the doors. I opened it halfway then stopped.
God forgive me… "Lauren…?"
"Ya?"
"Would you… want to… join us?" I splurge. Kindness is not an easy trait for me.
"Oh ya! But… den I'd have to leave da desk… and I might get in trouble…"
"You won't, trust me." I say.
"Well… oke! Maybe just for a bit." She jumps happily from behind the desk and skips towards the door.
"What're you doing?" Bavaria hisses in my ear.
"I just… don't know how to read maps." I lie.
"What… happened?" Lauren asks with wide eyes. I peer through the review mirror to see her reaction.
"Well, Lauren, I think it's about time we told you the truth." Bavaria starts.
"See… when you were overly indulged in your work life at the hotel, a huge virus spread and-"
"There was a zombie apocalypse." I cut Russia off.
Lauren laughs nervously, "This is a joke, right?"
"Afraid not." I say, making a turn into an alleyway.
"Well… I suppose that would explain the loss of business… and how crazy you all look."
"Hey!" Bavaria growls.
"You're the one that just described us as acid trip murderers a few minutes ago." I say bluntly. Bavaria crosses her arms but says nothing.
"Oh! Right here!" Lauren says excitedly pointing at a large parking lot ahead of us. I turn into the lot an find a space close to the East entrance. We pile out of the car we had driven and opened up the back.
"Alright… here, you're gonna need this." I say handing Lauren my two sided axe. Her eyes widen.
"Oh, don't worry, I have another one. I pull out mine and strap it onto my backpack. "I like this one more." I whisper, giving her a thumbs up. Her eyes just bulge at the weapon in her hands.
We make our way into the mall and carefully open the gates to the best stores. My personally favorite, which I had to have Lauren translate out for me, was Hot Topic. We went inside and turned on the lights, immediately killing the remaining costumers and what appeared to be the sales attendant.
"Heh heh, guys, guys. Check this out." I say holding up a sweatshirt that read My zombie killing sweatshirt. "I am so taking this." Russia rolls her eyes as I stuff it into a plastic bag. I then proceed to find many more pieces of clothing, then follow the girls to the other stores.
"I have gone down four sizes." Bavaria gapes.
"I think I've gone down six." I say, checking myself out in one of the dressing room mirrors.
"Mmhmm…" Russia nods.
"This is so scary." Lauren whispers.
"Oh I know! It's like I'm a walking skeleton." Bavaria cries.
"No I mean… the zombies."
"What? They're not scary. They're just annoying." I say, opening each of the changing stalls to check for infected. "All clear." I smile. Returning to a pile of clothes yet to be tried on. Russia was frowning and fidgeting with her tangled hair.
"Hey, Lauren," Bavaria says.
"Hm?"
"Do they have a hair salon in this mall?" She asks.
"Hm I think they do!"
"Perfect." She grins.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" I ask. We were back at the hotel, it was just Russia, Bavaria and myself. Lauren was watching a sick Charlotte downstairs.
"Absolutely! I was going to go into cosmetology when I finished high school. I used to cut my friends' hair." She says chopping off more of my hair. "Besides, you've already seen the wonders I've worked on Russia." It was true; Russia looked like a totally different person now.
"Okay…" I say reluctantly but letting her continue.
"I can't wait to show the boys!" Bavaria did a little dance and cut more of my hair.
Sorry for my male readers, it's bad enough that you are forced to go to the mall with your sister/mom/girlfriend/friend that is female/aunt/grandma/godmother/cousin, and worse that you have to read about it. And it was also a boring chapter, I must admit. But I'm trying to stretch it out before the ending.
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