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Hey! i saw that you write for Ben from twdg. there is like NO content for him and i was wondering if you could write a fluffy oneshot for him?

Could you make it where Ben and reader are in the RV after lily shot Doug/Carly and reader is comforting him?

Thank you so much!🫶

SURE THING, ANON#2!! sorry for not getting to work on this sooner, but I'm back for now, lol. I've been trying to think how to write and which sounds good or which sounds bad, yk? But, anyways I hope you enjoy this anon#2!! <) (master list at the bottom)

WARINGS!: FRIST TIME WRITING FOR HIM, FRIST TIME WRITING FLUFF, COMFORTING BEN, GN!READER, MENTIONS OF SOMEONE DYING, AGANST

Sleep It Off

Word count: 661 Letter count: 2739

Everyone in the RV was silent. The only thing you could hear were the walkers that we drove past. No one spoke a word of what events had just happened, especially Lee and Ben. Y/n turned their gaze at Ben. He sat at the mini dining table at the back of the RV. His face in his hands, his leg moving up and down out of stress. Y/n noticed how shooken up he was. They carefully moved through the moving RV towards ben.

They sat across from Ben at the mini table. Y/n just realized how this affected Ben. He didn't want this to happen. Hell, all he wanted to do was save his friend. He didn't mean to put his entire group in danger. He didn't mean to get someone killed. “You okay, Ben?” they ask, scooting their hand across the table, setting it near him. His breathing was shaky. “I-I didn't mean for this to happen! I just wanted-” he paused himself, his breathing getting a bit worse. “Hey, hey. Breathe, Ben. Breathe.” Ben looked at them, with a panicked look. “You just have to calm down ben.” Y/n says trying to reassure him. “How can I calm down when someone died because of me?!” Ben yells, getting Lee’s and Katjaa's attention.

Ben hides his face once again in his shaky hands. Y/n shifted their gaze at Lee giving him an apologetic look, then shifted back to Ben. “Do you want to talk about it?” Ben's head shakes left to right. Y/n scoots a bit in their seat moving a bit closer to him. “I'm not going to push you, but it would be alot easier for you to get this pressure off of you if you just talked.” Y/n comments, looking at Ben with a reassuring look. “I d-don’t want to talk about i-it right now..” Ben's voice, sounding less shaky than it did before.

An hour or two past by, Ben sat there in the same spot before still holding his face in his hands. He hasn’t gotten a second of sleep. Everytime he tries too, he just jerks right back up out of his slumber. Y/n laid across of him, head in their crossed arms for some comfort. “You okay Ben?” They said in a groggy, tired voice. Ben quickly flinched, being surprised to see Y/n awake. “Jesus! I thought you were asleep..” “I couldn't sleep.” Y/n replies, resting their back against the seat behind them. “I don't think I can sleep after what happened..” Ben comments. “Same here.” They both sat there in silence. Ben thought it would be awkward, but for some reason it felt oddly comforting. “I think I might have a way for us to sleep easier.” Ben let out a hum in confusion when Y/n stood up.

They went searching in one of the cupboards looking for something. After a few moments of struggling, they found what they wanted to find. A blanket. There were also a few extras, too. They grabbed three of the extra blankets and went around the RV to give them away. Lee and Clementine shared one, and Katjaa and Duck had gotten one as well. Y/n walked back towards Ben with the last blanket. They hold it out in front of him. “You can keep it y/n, I’ll be fine.” Y/n moves a lot closer to Ben by sitting next to him. “We can just share ben.” Y/n wraps the blanket around the two of them. Ben went to protest, but slumber began to take over. “Good night, Ben” Y/n yawns out, resting their head against Ben's shoulder. “Night y/n.. Thank you for everything” After a few moments of silence, the both of them had drifted off to sleep.

THE END! ONCE AGAIN, IM SORRY, THIS IS MY FRIST TIME WRITING FOR BEN AND ALONG WITH FLUFF, BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT, ANON#2 <3!!!

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Sorry for all you all that had sent in a request they are being worked on rn, I've just been really busy with school and stuff at home. REMINDER: DO NOT SEND IN REQUST OF NSFW (hc, etc) OF UNDERAGE MINORS!!!!

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I PROMISE YALL THAT YOURE REQUST ARE BEING WORKED ON!!!

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Imagine relationship between Alistor and fem reader who is like Velvet!!!!

AHH TYSM FOR BEING MY FIRST REQUEST!!!

I'm assuming that you mean (reader) likes to make clothes and a super fasntia (idk if I spelled that right), so I hope you enjoy this!!😊 It was hard to choose the start of this mini drabble.😔 sorry if this isn't what you expected, and I'm sorry this took forever. School and me being sick didn't help, but I hope you enjoy!!!!

TW: Fluff:), alastor x fem!reader,

🎀Sow and needles🎀

Most of the residents were in the main lobby, sitting around chatting, doing whatever they were doing.

“Dammit charlie!” Y/n yelled with Keekee in her arms. Charlie raised off the couch looking at her with confusion as to why she yelled her name. “Take your cat please, far away from my room. You're cat ruined the clothes I was working on!” she sighed, setting the cat on the ground. “Sorry y/n won’t happen again!” Charlie yelled as y/n made her way back to her room, which she shared with alastor.

Y/n walks into her shared room, upset and annoyed that the clothes that she had been working on for a while now, were now destroyed with cat scratches everywhere on each piece of clothing. She sat down at her desk, looking at her blueprints of clothing designs. Her hands run over her face with stress. Yes, she was mad about how much hard work and time she put in, but she was more mad at the fact that the formal outfit, that she was planning to surprise alastor with, was also ruined.

The doors of the bedroom opened. Y/n turned around to see who it was. “Why, hello my dear.” Alastor says with a long smile, taking steps into their shared room. “What's with the long face dear?” he asks, tilting his head looking at her. “Charlies fucking cat got into our room, and ruined my clothes I was working on.” Alastor hums. He walks closer to Y/n, standing behind her. He sets both of his hands on her shoulders, gently massaging her. Y/n hummed in content. “Thanks Alastor.” she sighed. He looks at her with a kind grin. “Of course, anything for mon amour.”

A comfortable silence fell between them. Y/n phones ding’s from a notification from sinstagram. Alastor groans with annoyance. He doesn't like modern technology, or any type of technology in general. He makes an exception for Y/n since that is how she keeps up with the clothing trends, helps her with her work, and because he loves Y/n. A new clothing trend was a prom-like dress. y/n sighed once again, she was going to have to work on the commissions that people order, and work on more clothes to post with every new trend. Alastor reaches over and grabs her phone. “The fuck? Give me back my phone Al!” she twisted her body to look at him, trying to grab back her phone. Alastor puts his hand on her face to push her away. “Ah, ah, ah~ you need a break from this wretched thing!” Y/n groans with annoyance. “Al dammit! I need to look at what's-'' Alastor puts a finger on her lips “nope! You need a break!” Y/n huffs with annoyance, turning her back at him, slouching on her chair.

Alastor walks off who knows where with her phone, leaving her to think on what to do, without reference. Y/n sigh as she grabs a paper and a mechanical pencil. After a while, a couple of papers with dress designs scattered all over her desk. Her head began to pound, she couldn’t decide what dress to make, what fabric to use, what color would look the best, everything was too much right now.

Alastor walks back with a tea cup filled with some green tea with honey. “Here mon amour, you need to stay hydrated if you're putting this much pressure on yourself.” He commented, she rolled her eyes at the comment he made. “Thank you all but can I have my phone back? I need to-” “nope.” Alastor blurted, interrupting her. Y/n made an over exaggeration groan. The tall lanky man chuckled at her dramaticness. “You’ll survive my dear.” he remarked. Y/n looks at him with an pissed off face. “Okay if you give back my phone, give me your cane.” she says, with her arms crossed, making it sound like a demand. “Nope” she quickly went and tried to grab his cane. He quickly moves to the side, letting her fall to the ground with a groan. She got off the floor with an mentally tired face, Alastor seems to notice this. “Al, hon, let me have my phone please so then I can finish up my work. The more we do this, the longer I work.” Alastor sighs, spawning y/n’s phone. “You should know that your phone is putting more stress on you every time you turn it on, dear.” He comments, as she grabs her phone from him. “I know. Once I'm done with my work I hangout with you as long as we can, okay?” Y/n replies looking at Alastor with a reassuring smile. Alastor bends down a bit to kiss her forehead “okay my dear. But please remember to eat and drink!” he says, walking out of the shared bedroom.

“Al!” Y/n yells, and almost immediately he appears. “Yes my dear?” he asks, tilting his head to the side with a sly smile. “Remember how one of those lone sharks that mizzy led to the hotel, and one of the sharks ripped one of your suits?” she questions with a big smile. Alastor nods his head in response. “Yes, I do remember.” Near y/n, there was a manikin that was covered in a white sheet. She pulls it off to reveal a nice red suit with a black vest over top with red stripes on it, with similar pants that he owns. “What do you think-” Alastor cuts her off by placing a gentle kiss on her lips. It was short, but it meant alot from someone who barely did any physical touching. “It's wonderful, mon amour!” He exclaims with a big genuine smile. “Thank you my dear.” Y/n was still in a somewhat shock from the kiss. “You're welcome hon, now go try it on!”

SCRAP HCS

When you first came to the hotel, he did in fact hate you. (it was your attitude and because you caring that screen of threats with you)

After a while he had grown used to your remarks and attitude. You both had a somewhat okay friendship.

At one point the hotel needed more sponsorship, and with that a ‘party’ with all the overlords were invited to the hotel to discuss it.

Charlie had asked you, beforehand to give you time, to make clothes for the party. Which you agreed upon since for 1, she's letting you live here for free, and for 2? idk.

You had made previous dress and suits designs. So this would be pretty easy for you, all you gotta do is get their size, and whatever style they want.

You have gotten everyone's size and style they want, well.. You still have to do alastors. You dred on this you may have an okay relationship with him, but you don’t know if you get your soul taken away trying to size him.

Surprisingly, he let you….. I give up

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It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Sorry for not posting much of my twdg oc story. My goal is to finish the full s1 story by the next year of me being on this platform

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(AUTHORS NOTE) Hey, sorry for not posting in a bit. Family stuff came up. But I'll finsh this soon, I promise.

(This song reminds me of Kenny for some reason)

CHAPTER 2, ‘A Dose Of Family Blood’ WIPPP!!!!

The group is in Kenny's truck, which sputters to a stop.

“Well, this is as far as we’re going.” Kenny exclaimed with a short sigh. “Then it’s far enough.” Lee commented. Everyone gets out of the truck and walks down the street. Lee briefly stops in front of his family's pharmacy. “Look!” Duck yelled while his pointer finger aimed at what appeared to be a person near a car in the distance. Kenny waves his arms in the air to try to get their attention. “Hey there! You friendly? Truck’s run out of gas.”

The person, which we amused was, appeared to be a walker, eating a dead survivor. “Fuck!” Kenny yelled as many walkers started approaching the group, surrounding them. “We’re trapped!” Katjaa said with panic. Frera screams as a walker knocks her over and tries to attack her. “No, no!” Frera screamed.

Someone shoots the walker, who collapses on Frera. Frera, now covered in walker blood, returns to the group and is hugged by her family. The woman who saved Frera, continues to shoot the walkers that surrounded the group. Another survivor stands at the entrance of the pharmacy. “Run!” The man yelled. The woman fires a few more shots at the walkers and everyone runs into the building behind the young man. He closes and padlocks the metal gate in front of the building and joins the others inside as the walkers pound on the gate.

Inside the pharmacy there are three additional survivors. “We can’t take risks like this!” “And we can’t just let people die, either.” “When I say ‘that door stays shut no matter what’ I fucking mean it. We don’t know who these people are; they could be dangerous!” The other woman yelled. “Worse, they could’ve led ‘em right to us!” The old man spated. “Where the hell is your humanity?! They would’ve died out there!” The woman that had saved us, deffends us again. “Then we let ‘em!” “We have kids with us.” Lee said, thinking that it would change their minds. “I see one little girl and one little boy..”

Clementine holds Lee’s hand and looks up at him.

“What is it?” Lee asked. “I… I have to pee.” Lee was about to reply to Clementine but the people talked over his words. “I'd go out there again in a second.” “I bet you would. You’re a dumb, careless kid.” The one woman shot back at the younger man. “I would too!” replied the reporter lady. “In a minute, Clem.” Lee finally replied. Clementine lets go of Lee's hand. “They’ve got kids Lilly.” “Those things outside don’t care.” Lilly said, pointing her finger at the door. “Maybe you should go join ‘em then. You’ll have something in common!” Kenny commented, while shoving his pointer finger in her face. “Goddamn it, Lilly, you have to control these people!”

“Carley and Glenn just ran out there!” “I don’t give a flying fuck! We’re in a warzone!” While everyone is pointing and yelling at each other, Clementine sneakily approaches the bathroom. “She’s not wrong. They took a risk.” Lee said, backing up Lilly. “Yes, we did.” “And we appreciate it. Now let’s settle down.” Lee replied in a thankful and calm tone.

Lilly noticed what Lee had said. “Holy shit.” Larry looks behind him. Frera is sitting on one of the chairs near the bar, with Katjaa and duck attending to her. “Son of a bitch, one of them is bitten!” “She wasn’t bitten.” Lee quickly defended. “Hell she wasn’t! We have to end this, now.” Larry hissed not believing Lee.

He walks over to Frera but Kenny stands in front of him, blocking his way. “Over my dead body.” “We’ll dig one hole.” Larry said almost butting heads with Kenny. “No!” Katjaa yelled. “I’m cleaning her up! There's no bite! He’s fine!” Katjaa hurriedly tries to wipe away the blood on Frera, searching for a bite. “Don’t you fucking people get it? We’ve already seen this happen. We let someone in with a bite stay and..- and we all end up bitten!” “Shut up!” Kenny yelled at the old man. “We gotta throw her out, or smash her head in!” “Kenny stop him!” Katjaa yelled pleading. Kenny stays in eye contact with Larry. “Lee, what do we do about this guy?” Lilly turned towards her dad. “Dad, it’s just a girl, it’s-” “Lilly, I’ll handle this.” Larry said, cutting Lilly's sentence. “But your heart, Dad. You need to calm down.” Lilly pleaded, resting her hand on her fathers shoulder.

Lee finally responds to Kenny. “We kick his ass.” Lee crosses his arms. “That’s what I’m thinking.” Kenny said, keeping his ground against Larry. “Everyone, chill the fuck out!” “Nobody is doing anything.” Lilly and Carley try to make everyone listen and calm down. “Shut up, Lilly” Larry yells at Lilly then turns his focus towards Carley. “And you, shut the fuck up.” Larry said with his finger in Carleys face. He turns back to the group that stood in front of him. “They will find us and they will get in here, and none of this will fucking matter. But right now we’re about to be trapped in here with one of those things.” “What the hell are you talkin’ about?” Kenny said with such anger in voice. “She’s bitten! That’s how you turn!” “She’s not bitten! Lee, stop this! It’s upsetting her!” Katjaa pleads, as she tries to cleans the walker blood that's all over Frera.

“Oh, I’m “upsetting” her?” Upsetting is getting eaten alive!” “Dad, we get it, it’s a big deal.” Larry turns his attention back to Lilly. “Do you? You’re not fucking acting like it!” “What if this was your daughter?”

Lee questions Larry, thinking that it would change his mind in this situation. “Never woulda happened. She’s not some snot-nosed toddler, okay? She’s United States Air Force.”

Kenny steps up in rage. “Oh, fuck you and her! I’m gonna kill him, Kat! Just worry about Frera and Duck.” Kenny yelled, with his face scrunched up, getting much closer to Larrys face by the second.

“Lee?” Clementine stands in front of the bathroom. “Yeah?” “There’s someone in there.” Clem says with worry. “It’s just locked. Keys behind the counter. Probably.” Lee rolls his eyes and shrugs, while Clem makes her way to the counter.

“Hey, I’m not the bad guy here, I’m just looking out for my daughter!” Larry tries to defend himself. “No, you’re just the guy arguing for killing a kid!” “She’s covered in muck! She’ll find the bite. Watch!” “she won’t.” “And if she does? The first thing she’ll do is sink her teeth into her mom’s face. Then once she’s dead, she’ll probably pounce on your little girl!” Larry says, pointing his finger at Lee. “She’ll turn fast and then they’ll be three. And that, girl, is the ball game.”

Katjaa moves quicker on removing the walker's blood off of Frera, trying to prove a point that she isn’t bitten. “She’s just a girl! I think we can handle him.” “A little girl?! She’ll be an uncontrollable man-eater!” “It’s not gonna happen!” Kenny shouted, defending like a shield for Katjaa, Frera and Duck. “It is and we’re tossing him out now!” Lee steps closer to Larry with anger in his veins. “No! You don’t touch that girl, you don’t touch anybody!” Lee snaps “I’ve got a little girl I’m trying to protect in here too. You want to get violent, you old fuck? Well, come on! You better have a plan to kill me, though, because it’s me, before anyone else in here!”

Clementine screams as the bathroom door opens, a walker emerges from it, trying to attack her. “Jesus!” “Clementine!” Lee tries to run over to her, but bumps into Lilly and falls to the ground, hitting his head.

His vision starts to go blurry, but he can vaguely see the walker Clementine. Lee quickly gets up, making a quick recovery, he runs over to Clementine, pulling away the walker from her. Lee pushes the walker down to the ground, but not strong enough. The walker gets up and attacks Lee, and he tries to push it away. “Ah, god, get off!” Lee's voice was replaced by heavy breaths, due to the walker pushing him down to the ground. Out of the air, the walker gets shot and falls to the floor. “Man..” Lee says, out of breath.

He slowly rises off of the floor. Carley lowers her gun. “You okay?” She asks, with worry in her voice. “Just great, thanks.” Walkers suddenly pound on the boarded up doors. “Uh… guys?” “Everybody down! Stay quiet!” Lilly whispers yells, as she hid behind a shelf, along with her father. Kenny and his family huddle together, Clementine hides behind Lee, while everyone else kneels down behind the shelves. “They’re gonna get in!” “shut up.”

Loud engines and gunfire are heard outside the drug store. “Is that the military?” Lee asks. “I don’t know.” Lilly replied to Lee. “Thank god for whatever it is.” Glenn replied with a sigh.

The nosies soon fade away. Larry gets up and marches across the room. Soon everyone follows Larry and leaves their hiding positions. “We almost died because of this bitch and her itchy trigger finger! That was stupid! That was-” Larry groans and grabs his chest, falling to the floor. “Dad!” “shit” Kenny whispered. Lilly runs over to Larry, who is lying on his side on the floor. “What's wrong with him?!” “It’s his heart!” “My pills…” Larry mumbles. “Um… Nitroglycerin pills?” Katjaa guessed. Lilly stands up. “Yes. We’re out. We’ve been trying to get into the pharmacy since we got here! Please, try to get in there!”

Lee stepped up. “There’s probably another entrance. Maybe through the office.” “How do you know that’s an office?” Asked Carley. Lee quickly made up an lie. “Educated guess.” Carley gave a weird look towards Lee, but Lilly quickly changed the subject. “It doesn't matter. We need nitroglycerin pills. Please get in there. I’ll keep an eye on my dad” “Everyone else should get comfy and look for anything useful. We could be in here a while.” Kenny commented while his family walked over to the food bar in the corner of the store.

“I’m starting to think this drugstore isn’t a permanent solution.” “You’re right, this ain’t exactly Fort Knox.” Kenny chimed in agreeing with Glenn. “What do you suggest?” Lee asked, looking at the men. “We need as much gas as possible so we can all get out of downtown Macon. Fast.” Lee nodded his head. “Agreed.” “Then I’ll head out and get gas. There’s a motel not too far from here, out towards the end of Peachtree. I’ll work my way towards it and then loop back, siphoning what I can.” Glenn exclaimed his plan. “You know your way around? Local?” questioned Lee. “Born and raised.” replied Glenn. “If you’re gonna do that, here’s a walkie-talkie if you get in a tight spot. Hopefully you won’t need it.” Lee hands off the radio to Glenn. “Cool.” “Clementine’s got the other one. Check in with her and get back here as soon as you can.”

Frera walks over quietly, scaring her Dad, Lee and Glenn a bit. “Christ Frera, what did I tell ya’ bout sneakin’ around like that?” Kenny gushed, in a slight tone. “Sorry..” “It’s alright Frera. Is there anything that you want?” Lee asked. Frera turned her focus towards Lee. “Could I go on the run with Glenn?” the kid asked hoping for a yes. “Uh.. if that's alright with your dad and mom.” Glenn propoused, looking at her dad looking for an answer from him. “It’s too dangerous for you, out there.” “but, I know how-” “no buts.” Frera huffs a bit in disappointment, wishing her father would let her go. “Don’t give me that attitude now, Fera.” Frera walks away with attitude and disappointment.

Kenny turns to Lilly. “And, you, what’s your name?” Lilly looks up at him while she is crouched down by her father. “It’s Lilly. My dad’s Larry.” “Keep a good eye on him. These boys will work on getting you your medicine.” Kenny said, reassuring Lilly and her Father. “That’s right.” “And you. You keep an eye in that front door. You’re our lookout.” “It’s Doug, you got it.” “And I’m Carley.” Carley takes a couple steps closer to them. “Okay, Carley, you’ll shift in with Doug when he needs it. For now, get some rest. You’re a good shot and I’d like to keep it that way.” Kenny exclaimed, while she nodded. “You got it, boss.” “Now get him those pills.”

Kenny stands next to Katjaa and Duck. Lilly remains kneeling in front of Larry, who is now propped up on the shelves behind him. Doug looks out the window near the entrance, keeping an eye on the walkers that get too close to the store. Carley works a radio, trying to turn it on. And Clementine holds her radio, waiting to hear anything from Glenn.

Lee walks up behind Carley, wondering what she's tinkering with. “You’re a pretty good shot.” “Well, you don’t fuck with a reporter, especially one that’s three days out from her last cup of coffee.” she joked. “What are you messing around with there?” Lee questions. “A radio. I can’t get it to work, though.” “Here, let me have a look” Lee picks up the radio and flips it over on its back side. He opens the battery door and discovers that it’s empty. “There are no batteries in this thing.” Lee cometed, while he set down the radio. “What now?” “You know that there are no batteries in that thing.” “Yeah, of course, I mean, Yeah.” Carley pauses for a moment. “No.” Lee lets out a tiny chuckle. “I can try to find some. Needs two.” “Thanks, I wouldn’t even really know what to look for.”

Lee walks away to talk to Doug. “Heard or seen anything?” “Nothing, lucky. Wanna step outside, have a look around?” Doug asked. “Ha, I’m not suicidal yet.” Lee commented, with an awkward chuckle. “No, the gate out there is closed. We can hang out in front of the store and be fine.” He explained. “Oh, huh… Eh, not right now..” “Alright, let me know if you want to.”

Lee walks away, making his way towards Kenny and his family, he overhears them talking. “We can’t let anything happen to Frera and Ducky.” “I know, hon.” “we just need to get back to Fort Lauderdale.” “We’ll do our damnedest.. Try to get some rest, hon.” Kenny says, trying to reassure her. “How can I with those things out there?” she exclaims. Kenny looks at her defeated, and tired.

“Hey, Lee. You really gave that old man hell.” “Yeah. We got pushed, you know?” “You don’t have to tell me; I was ready to tear the man’s head off.” he lets out a tiny chuckle. “Anyway, we, Kat and I, appreciate your support.” “Thank you, Lee” The married couple both thanked him. “How’s Frera doing?” Lee questions. “She’s okay, it was just shock.” the Norwegian woman responded. “We’re lucky as hell nobody got nabbed on the way in here.” “No kidding.” he mumbles. “How’s she doing?” Katjaa asked. “She’s good, I think.” Lee replies unsure, as he peaks back at Clementine. “She’s a tough one, right there.” “She’s just a little girl, Ken.” She reminded. “What were you sayin’, Lee, she spent days surviving on her own?” “That’s right.” “Not just any little girl can do that.” Kenny remarked.

“What’s the plan?” Lee questions. “hang tight, I suppose. Seems pretty dangerous out there, so we oughta wait for things to clear up.” The fisherman replied. “You said your family was from here in Macon?” “That’s right.” “Where are they? Should we go looking for them?” She asked in a worried tone. Lee sighs with sorrow and turns his focus on the ground. “They owned this place..” “I'm sorry.” Lee looks up at the woman. “Thank you.”

Kenny coughs to get Lee’s attention. “If you don’t mind, I Think my family and I are gonna rest for a bit. Let me know if that asshole over there takes a turn for the worse.” “You got it.”

Lee walks away doing as Kenny asked of him. He walks over to Lilly and her father to check up on things. “How’s he doing?” “I’m not sure I got your name.” Lilly questions, as she stands up, ignoring Lee’s own question. “It’s Lee.” She looks him up and down, before replying. “Lilly. My dad’s Larry. I was just doing what I had to earlier.” “Everyone was.” He retorted. “Now his heart’s acting up again, and I’m powerless to do anything.” she says, taking a double take on her father. “And that violence before, with my dad— that didn’t help.” she commented, turning back to Lee. “You’re from here?” he asks. “I work at Warner Robbins. The Air Force Base.” she replied. “Yeah, I know it. Pilot?” “Nah, just mechanical admin stuff. I deal with a bunch of shitheads and bureaucrats all day. Sometimes a plane, if I’m lucky. You?” “I work up at UGA.” he replies.

“Was anyone here when you guys got here?” Lee asks. “No, this place was pretty wrecked. We pulled a couple of bodies out of the office.” Lee shakes his head as his brows furrowed in sadness. “Are you okay?” Lee nods. “Yeah, I’m fine.” he replied, lying. He hoped that his parents had made it out, but no he knew that they didn’t make it. “Did you know anybody here?” She asks. “I’m sorry. We found an older couple in the office. Dad hauled them out in case they weren’t really dead.” Lee sighs. “I'm going to go sit with my dad.” Lee replied by humming.

He watches Lilly return to her father. He turned his gaze towards Clementine. She's sitting down on a box of canned food, looking down at the radio in her hand. “Hey, there.” Lee kneels down. “Hi.” She looks up from her radio. “Any word from Glenn?” Clementine shakes her head. “Nothing. Is he okay?” “Yeah, I think so. You’re doing a good job.” Lee's mouth turns into a crooked smile, in a reassuring way.

It quickly turned into awkward silence. “So… uh..” “Are you okay?” She asks, in a weary voice. “What? Uh, yeah, yeah, I’m fine. I just, uhh.. I’m good.” “That’s good.” “Yeah, I think so. Being good is good. Despite the circumstances.” “Yep.” Clementine looks back down at her radio. “Can I get you anything?” “I’m okay. Maybe I’m a little hungry.” she commented, looking back at Lee. “I’ll find you something.”

Lee gets up from crouching, and starts walking around the room looking for something that Clementine could eat. While he’s looking for any kind of food, he finds some batteries for Carley’s radio, which she has been trying to work on for a while now. “This battery should fit the radio.” Lee drops the battery into Carley’s palm. “Great, thanks.” “And here’s another one.” He handed the last battery off to her. “Should be able to get it to work now. Thanks.” Lee nods his head, and walks away.

As he’s walking he catches an energy bar behind Carley, sitting alone on the shelf. He grabs it, and makes his way back to Clementine. “Here, Clem.” she looks up from her radio. “Thanks.” She reaches for the energy bar from Lee’s hand. “There's that office over there, you wanna help me look around?” Clementine nodded her head, accepting her journey into the office, with Lee.

Lee opens the office door and enters the room, with Clementine following him behind. The first thing that Lee notices the makeshift bed on the ground, covered in blood. “I can’t.. I can’t think about them in here.” he mumbles to himself. To the side of the bed is a picture frame. “There’s a photo over there.” he walks over to the photo that laid on the ground, and picks it up.

Lee stares at the photo in silence, letting his head drop in sorrow. He blames himself. He blames himself for not being there, and not being a good son, and brother. He takes the picture out of the frame. He looks at it for another moment, before ripping himself out of the photo. Lee drops the other half of the picture, before returning to what he was doing before.

Lee walks towards the only passage to the pharmacy. There is a tan desk and a wooden cane blocking the entry to the pharmacy. “I oughtta clear a path to opening that door.” He turns his direction towards Clementine. "Everyone out there seems alright to you?" She looks up at him. "Yeah. Well, maybe not the sick guy." "Yeah. We'll keep an eye on him." Lee said, side eyeing the door back into the main part of the Pharmacy.

"There was that in the bathroom. It tried to get me."

"I know." Lee turned his veiw back at Clem. "But you stopped it." "Yeah, I did." "Could you do that more?" She questions. "Well, I'm not gonna go looking for them." He replied. "I mean, get the dangerous ones." "I'm gonna try." "Good."

Lee walks back to the Barricade door, as he picks the wooden pallet that's blocking the door, a wooden cane falls out from behind it. Lee leans the pallet against the wall, nearby the door. He reached out for the cane that had fallen to the floor. "What's that?" Clementine asked. "This was my dad's cane. He'd zip around here on it from time to time."

[n3tb0t]

Hey, I'm sorry if this isn't good. It's my first time writing, and idk how to feel about it. So I hope you enjoy it. The story is based on 'The Walking Dead Game' (twdg). The main person you'll be kind of reading off of is a little girl named Fera.

CHAPTER 1, ‘A New Day’

It was a lukewarm day, though this virus was going around causing people to become man eaters. No one knew who or what caused it, people all around, freaking out, or hiding till the government fixed this outbreak. A man named Hershel Greene, Came to a rescue by saving a family and man, with a little girl. The Rogers family.

Kenny walks out of the Greene’s family barn, followed by a tall man with a little girl. “That’s my boy, Ken Junior. We call him Duck, though.” “Duck?” asked the tall man. “Yeah. Nothing bothers him. Like water off a duck’s back, y’know.”

“That’s a valuable trait lately,” he replied. “No kidding. But frankly, I think it’s because he’s dumb as a bag of hammers.”

Kenny said with a light chuckle. “Dad!” Duck yelled over hearing the conversation. “But he makes up for it with enthusiasm.”

Kenny walks up to his wife, and his kids, with the people following behind. “The word is you were on your way to Macon.” “My family is from there.” The man replied. Kenny turns to face the man. “Well, Macon’s on the way and, personally, I’d appreciate the company of a guy who can knock a couple of heads together if he has to.”

Kenny asked the man. “Sure, we’ll… Tag along.” “It’s a plan, then.”

Kenny turns his focus back to his wife and kids. “Honey, Duck, Frera, this is Lee and, uh, what’s the girl’s name?”

The girl hides behind Lee. Lee turns sight towards the girl, and then back up at Kenny. “Clementine.” “Clementine.” Kenny repeating Lee’s words. “That is a very pretty name.” Katjaa smiled. “Don’t you agree Frera?” Frera stood behind her twin brother, trying to hide. “Frera.” Katjaa said again. The young girl nodded her head in a agrement. “Thanks.” Clementine said, uncovering herself from Lee’s leg.

Hershel's son, Shawn, approaches the group. “Well, we should get to work. We’ve all seen what those things can do out there so the faster we get this fence up, the better.” “I wanna build a fence.” Duck chimed in with an excited look on his face, practicality about to explode. Shawn turns his focus towards Duck. “Yeah? Well, I need a good foreman. You can sit on the tractor and yell at me whenever I take a water break.” “On the tractor? Cool!” Shawn raises his head up to look at the group.

“Duck and I will hop to it” Duck skipped his way to the tractor, as Shawn followed behind.

Katjaa turns her gaze towards Lee. “Me and Frera can keep an eye on your little girl here on the porch. We can visit.” Clementine sits on a bale of hay next to Katjja and Frera. Kenny walks off to work on his truck, with Lee following behind. Frera eyes laid upon Clementine. “I-I like your hair, it’s pretty..” “It gets lots of tangles.” Clem commented.

“Did your daddy give you that hat?” Katjaa asked. “Mm-hmm.” Clem hummed. “Do you have any pets?”

“I have a goldfish named Peanut. Mom doesn’t like dogs.”

“We have a dog named Franklin, he’s a lab.” Frera mumbled, but still able to hear what she said, with a shy look on her face, with a slight smile. “What's your favorite color-” Katjaa was cut off by a loud agonizing scream. It was Shawn.

Hershel runs into the house to retrieve his weapon, as Lee runs toward the noise. Katjaa tried to keep Clementine and Frera away from the situation, but they both somehow managed to escape from Katjaa’s sight. They arrive at the scene, where the bloody screams come from. Shawn’s leg was stuck underneath a tractor wheel, while Duck was being pulled away from a walker. Lucky Lee and Kenny were able to get him away from the walker.

The fence that was keeping the walkers away from Shawn, eventually broke. The walkers bit down on Shawn's body, causing him to scream out in agony. Katjaa runs right in front of Clem, Duck and Frera to shield them From looking at Shawns bloody body. Hershel runs over where once Shawn’s screams were at, to find his own son lifeless corpse. Hershel crouched down in front of Shawns lifeless body. “Get out. Get the fuck out of here!” He quickly stood up facing the group.

“I’m sorry.” Kenny said with an apologetic tone. “Sorry ?! Your son is alive. You don’t get to be sorry!” Hershel turns his focus to Lee. “And you, you didn’t even try to help.”

“I thought I could help them both.” The angered old man briefly turns to Shawn's corpse. “Look at him. You thought wrong. And now…” Hershel turns away from the others. “Please, just go. Get out and never come back!”

Hershel kneels next to Shawn again. Kenny and Lee exchange glances. “You’ve got that ride to Macon if you want it.” Kenny, Katjaa, Frera and Duck walk away.