Remember when I said that this chapter is the season finale? I was kidding.
This chapter is not really that important so you can skip it if you want.
Nothing more to say so hope you enjoy reading~
The boy just sat in a corner of the power station, thank god his father let him sit there while he and Jane scout the place.
He can already feel himself blush in embarrassment...Dang it he's already blushing! Duck! This is not like you! Man up and forget what happened earlier! He says to himself as he slaps himself in attempt of snapping out of it.
Why is he freaking out because of a damn kiss anyway?! He's been through terrible shit and has learn to live with it but he freaks out over a fucking kiss?! That is just so pathetic!
Duck slaps himself again and lets out a frustrated sigh. Curse my ability to freak out over small things. He sighs yet again. His dad said it's natural to like girls but he doesn't feel like it is natural...who chooses to have a girlfriend in a world like this?! Well, maybe there's his father but he knew what happened when his father's girlfriend died...he looked broken.
And Duck doesn't want to make the same mistake. Everyone will die. No exceptions. As much as he doesn't want to think about it, even Clementine will die. And he should be ready for it, not that he wants her to die. But she will someday and he knows that. He just wishes that he and his group will find a safe town or whatever and live normally until they die of old age. Or even better, the walkers will be gone and the world would be ruled by humans again. That'll be nice.
"Hey, daydreaming about Clem again, huh?" A voice interrupts the boy's train of thoughts. Duck snaps out of it and looks up. Seeing his father with a smirk, the boy frowns.
"N-no I'm not!" The boy stuttered, his face red.
His father just chuckled. "Yeah, right." He replies sarcasticaly. "Anyway, this place seems secure enough for the night. Why don you tell the others?"
The boy just shook his head.
"Alright, I understand." Kenny sighs and gives an understanding nod. "You don't wanna face Clementine at this time, huh? Alright. Just wait here, I'll tell 'em, just stay here."
Duck nods and look back down. Hiding his red face in embarrassment.
Later...
"It's my birthday today.." Luke announces to the group who surrounds around the fire, with the exception of Kenny and Jane who are standing by fences on different sides of the Power Plant. "At least...I think it is... I counted the days and..it is probably today.."
The group smiles at that, while Bonnie takes something out of her backpack. "I was preparin' this for a special occassion, and since it's your birthday..."
"How old are you by now?" Duck asks, who was sitting between Luke and Nick. He would usually sit by Clementine but this is not the time.
"Whoa, it's just my birthday...are ya sure?" Luke looks at worriedly at Bonnie, then turns to the boy beside him. "27. It's been 5 years since I finished college..it seems like forever though.."
"Well, of course." Bonnie smiles, handing the bottle of rum to Luke, "C'mon, make a toast birthday boy. It's not like you're tue only one who gets to drink it anyway, we'll just pass it around."
Luke sighs and rubs the back of his head. "Alright," he takes the bottle of rum from the red-headed woman and raises it. "To the love ones that we lost along the way...amd to the hope that we see them again..someday." Luke takes a sips from the rum. "Didn't expect it to rrhyme though.."
As the group started to pass the bottle around, Duck just stared. "Can I taste?"
"NO." Kenny automatically replied. "You ain't drinkin'."
"Oh come on, Man." Nick rolls his eyes at the bearded man. "When is lettin' a kid drink rum harmful? I drank a whole lotta liquor when I was young."
"Maybe, if he didn't drink liquor at a young age, he wouldn't be as useless as a fucking house plant." Kenny replies.
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"Oh I don't know.." Kenny rolls his eyes sarcastically. "Your lack of lines is fuckin' pathetic. If you were replaced by a fucking house plant, it would not make a damn bit of a difference!"
"Don't fuckin' blame me." Nick lays back and crosses his arms. "It's not my fault, the fucking author made me a fucking mute."
"Oh come on, it ain't gonna hurt." Bonnie smiles at Duck and hands him the bottle, which Duck accepts and takes 2 or 3 sips. After sipping, he pouts in disappointment. "It doesn't taste much."
The group frowns except Clementine and Sarah, and Kenny's frown is deeper. It's supposed to taste bitter for a kid his age!
After the group take turns on drinking, Clementine also taking a sip but says it's gross and Sarah shaking her head, not wanting to taste cause her father used to say that it's bad.
Okay, so my computer is fixed so that's something.
I was depressed last time not because of any of my stories nor my personal life, it's actually because of my roleplaying life in Facebook, I felt awfully lonely there cause a certain groupchat is ignoring me so yeah.
Unfortunately, No references this time.
Thanks for reading~