((The votes came down to a three way tie to who the last character to be fed would be, so I had asked for a tie breaker from another walking dead fan I know. He ended up choosing Larry, so the vote was Clem, Duck, Larry and Mark who got fed. Anyways, enjoy chapter twenty three!))

Lee huffed, gripping the food hard. He turned around to Travis and Katjaa and began walking toward them, looking to see if the boy's teacher would be okay. "Hey, Katjaa, how is he?"

"He's not looking good. Travis, apply pressure to this part, would you?" The veterinarian asked the teenage boy.

"Sure thing." Travis did as he was told, holding down on his teacher's leg.

"You know, I'm used to stitching up wounds for kids if they get hurt, or cleaning a cut, but Lee this man has no leg!" Katjaa stressed, turning to the dark skinned teacher.

"It was the right thing to do, Kat. Me and your husband decided that." Lee explained, folding his arms. He didn't notice that Travis had a look of guilt on his face.

"Heh, figures. I love that man to death but sometimes he can be as dumb as a bag of hammers." Kat responded, giving an eye roll.

"I'm just happy you guys are helping. We really fucked it up out there, and if you had listened to us, Mr. Parker wouldn't be here right now. Thanks." Travis nodded at Lee before looking back down at the wound. Our main character stepped away and looked back down at the food, knowing exactly who he'd feed first: the kids.

He approached the creative Clementine, who was drawing a picture next to the new kid, Ben and Duck. When she noticed him, she got up and this is when he realized she was missing her hat. "Hey, Clementine. Where's your hat?"

"I don't know. Can you help me find it?" Clem asked with that cute little voice.

"Sure. When did you lose it?" Lee asked.

"I had it a couple of days ago." She responded.

"I promise, if I find it, I'll let you know." Lee smiles, ruffling her hair.

"Thank you." Clementine smiled back before sitting back down.

"Wait, Clementine, you need something to eat." He said, causing the girl to smile with excitement. She had a huge appetite as Lee had come to realize in the past couple of months. He really hated seeing her go hungry. He pulled out a half an apple and put it in the palm of her hand. "Here."

"I love apples! Thank you. Are there more?" She asked.

"Nah, honey, that's the last one." Lee replied with a smile.

"Oh.. Um.." He could tell she felt a bit guilty. She was awfully mature for her age.

"Don't worry. Enjoy it, you deserve it." With that, he got back up and looked toward Ben. "Hey, kid. How are you holding up?"

"I'm okay.. Hey, man, give it to me straight, is our teacher gonna make it?" The squeaky voiced teen asked as he looked up at the black jacketed man.

"Not gonna lie, kid, I don't know. It doesn't look too good, but Katjaa's a good doctor." Lee explained. He knew how helpless the kid felt, as only months prior he watched Doug get eaten and couldn't do a damn thing about it.

"I just can't believe we cut his leg off." Ben grimaced, trying to force the image out.

"It had to be done. I'm sorry you had to see that." He apologized, folding his arms. "So, what's your deal? If you plan on staying awhile, I'd like to know."

"The name's Ben, Ben Paul. That over there is Travis Dean. We were out on a band trip when this started happening. Almost none of us survived after some bandits raided our camp months ago. Mr. Parker kept us alive though, helped us when we needed it most." Ben explained.

"We'll try and fix him as best we can." Lee confidently said.

"Thank you." Ben replied, lowering his head back down. Somehow, he didn't believe him. Lee walked over to Duck next and crouched down next to him.

"Hey, Duck, how about some food?" The boy became enthusiastic as all hell, a goofy smile on his face. Lee handed him a packet of cheese and crackers and smiled back. Kenny noticed and gave a smirk.

"Wow, thanks, Lee! You're the coolest guy ever!" Duck exclaimed, tearing the package open to get at the contents of the protective seal.

"Don't mention it, kid." Lee replied, a red tint to his cheeks from the compliment. He looked up to see Carley giving him a puzzled look.

"Say, what are you doing?" She asked curiously, leaning forward in her lawn chair.

"Oh, Lilly's got me handing out the food." Lee explained, showing her the goods.

"Ooh, that's gotta suck." Carley replied, feeling bad for the guy. She knows she sure as hell couldn't do that.

"No kidding. What do you think I should do?" Lee asked, putting the food back in his pockets.

"Follow what you feel is best for the group, give to those who deserve it most, and don't forget your morals. At least, that's what I'd do." Carley responded.

"Thanks, Carley, that's some sound advice." Lee smiled at her, and she smiled back before he started walking towards Kenny. He couldn't get far when Carley grabbed his wrist.

"Wait, Lee.." Carley said, looking up into his dark eyes.

"Yeah?" He asked, looking behind him at the mocha girls tired eyes.

"I know I said it didn't matter that you saved me instead of Doug at the drugstore, but it does. If you ever need backup, I'll be there." She told him, giving him a wink as he held up her glock.

"I get you. Just know that if I could, I would save you both." Lee said genuinely, his look one of seriousness.

"You're a good man, Lee. Fuck what the press said about you, you're a good guy at heart." She whispered as to not allow others to hear about his past. He let out a small chuckle before moving over to Kenny, who seemed to be meddling with a pipe.

"Hey, Kenny. How are you doing?" Lee asked.

"Not gonna lie, Lee. I'm fucking starving. I see Lilly put you up to giving out rations, but just know that I don't need any. You gave some to my boy, and that's good enough." Kenny answered, giving a nod.

"Thanks, man. And no problem. Today's been kind of fucked up, huh?"

"You could say that. Didn't expect in my entire life that I'd ever see a guy get his leg chopped off." Kenny cringed and shivered at the horrid sight of David's decapitated leg.

"Heh, only during the walker age, huh?" Lee responded with a laugh.

"Is that what we're calling it? Anyways, I'm gonna stay here and rest. You should too." Kenny finished, leaning back in his chair. Lee walked over to Mark and Larry, feeling Lilly's eyes on his back as he approached them. This would suck, but feeding Larry would go a long way in being the guy's friend.

"Would you hold the damn board steady?!" Larry asked Mark, clearly pissed as usual.

"I'm trying, I didn't realize I was this weak all of a sudden." Mark panted back, lifting the wooden plank back up.

"What do you want, a handout? I got sixty cents in my pocket, if you shut up and quit being such a pansy." Larry showed a couple of coins before shoving it back in his pockets and going back to smashing a screw with a rock. Lee walked up to the two and called them.

"Hey, guys, how about some food?" The two men looked at Lee. Larry was confused, why would he feed the guy who punched him square in the face day one of their meeting? Mark had a smile on his face as he held his hands out for food, like a needy child at a homeless shelter. Lee gave Larry a piece of jerky and Mark a packet of crackers and cheese.

"Gee, thanks, man! I could use the extra strength." Mark said, stuffing the cheese and crackers in his mouth.

"I uh.. Appreciate it." Larry murmured, taking a bite of the meat. In less than a couple of seconds, both men had already eaten all of the food, the last food of the day. Lee realized this as his stomach growled in need of food.

"You guys need any help with the wall? I'll do anything to keep my mind off this hunger." Lee asked, staring at the decent wall in need of repair.

"Actually, we could use your axe." Mark replied after swallowing.

"Yeah, give us that thing for a bit." Larry impolitely agreed, his hands on his shoulders.

Choices:

A: Give axe to Mark

B: Give axe to Larry

Relationships:

Clementine is grateful that you fed her and thinks the world of you.

Kenny thinks you're a great friend, but isn't sure how loyal you are.

Lilly likes you and appreciates you feeding her dad.

Larry is confused. He doesn't know how to feel about you.

Mark views you as a good friend. He's very appreciative of your choice in feeding him.

Katjaa thinks you're very sweet, she's grateful you fed her child.

Duck thinks you're the coolest guy ever.

Carley is practically your best friend. She doesn't care that you didn't feed her.

Ben is a bit bummed you didn't feed him but is thankful and understanding.

Travis is thankful you saved his teacher.

David is grateful you saved him, even if it brought him major pain.