Hello again :3 So I decided to..mostly bring out one chapter per day, because I have no life.

... Those who are really interested can send me private massage so I can message them if I won't bring out a chapter that day.

Enjoy~

Sleeping in History

Ba-dump. Ba-dump..

Slowly the heartbeat Arthur's got faster..

He was slowly looking around..

Where the heck was he?

Everything looked just like a city, but there seemed to be no life anymore..

Everything was dusty and dirty.. the air was foggy.

One step...two steps..

Slowly but carefully, Arthur stepped forwards.

"Is there anyone?", he screamed out.

No response.

Gulping, he kept on going, coming to a street.

There were some sheets on the ground.

Carefully the Brit took one of them and read it.

"Apo...ca..lypse...", he stuttered and took a look around him.

The sheet wasn't complete and he could barely read the bleach writing.

With a deep sigh, he went all around.

Every house was totally damaged..

Broken windows, cracks in the walls.

The grass in the yards in front of these buildings seemed gray and lifeless.

What kind of joke was this?

Reaching further through this city, Arthur always called out, without response.

His mouth soon going dry and his belly growling he went into a building, which looked like a shop.

"Hellooo?!", he screamed again, frustrated.

But then, suddenly, something moved.

"Hello?", he asked way friendlier, a spark of hope in his eyes.

"I won't hurt you! Just come out please!", he begged.

But, what suddenly came out of the darkness let him scream.

Green skin, opened head..deep growling.

It was a zombie.

Twitching his head and hands he slowly came closer to Arthur.

"Oh...no."

Arthur turned around and wanted to leave the spooky place again, but..

there was another zombie.

Not one, not two... quickly counted around twenty!

Screaming out in fear, turning to the exit and terrorized he pulled on it with his full strengh.

"...push", he sighed and pushed the door open, quickly.

Closing the door quickly, he already saw the next mass of brain-eater.

"Stay..away!", he screamed girly high-pitched and boxed his way through the killers.

But suddenly, something grabbed his arm.

The fingers clawed into his skin and pulled onto him.

With a suffocated scream, he was pulled into the crowd of zombies.

"...braiins...", growled one of them deeply.

"N..no!", Arthur whined out as they started to rip of his legs ans arms.

He could feel nails digging into his hair and head, tugging onto it as well.

With a cry, Arthur could feel teeth digging into his upper lobe of brain.

Hear could hear them choking and biting, digging deeper into his feels, ripping those apart.

"Arthur..."

"Arthur!...wake up!", he suddenly recognized Francis' voice.

Near to tears, Arthur almost fell from his chair as the Frenchman pulled him out of sleep.

He must have drifted into sleep while History..

Sighing, Arthur tried to smile bravely.

"Are you alright? You have panted quite fast and I didn't dare to wake you first..", Francis whispered quietly, so the teacher wouldn't notice him.

"I-I am...", Arthur said, quietly and not really convincing.

"Oh you are? Did you have a nightmare?"

Arthur gulped.

Was it that easy to guess?

But honest, he nodded, overwhelmed by the nightmare.

"Z-zombie apocalypse..", he explained.

Francis' Eyes widened and he looked over Arthur.

This boy had some real problems!

"A... zombie apocalypse", he repeated slowly.

"Did it go out well?"

"N-no! That's why it was a nightmare!", the younger one overreacted.

"Sorry...", Francis murmured and took a look at the blackboard again.

"Break is in sight", he smiled.

But Arthur didn't, after all..

the Break was the worst.

Zombies owo...I love these lovely creatures, and you?

Hope you enjoyed~

next chapter will be out (hopefully) today or tomorrow