Coffee and Zombies (CaZ)
Summary: Life and Death, two very contrast things. Or are they? In the zombie apocalypse, what is death? What is life? Is anyone truly living? A scientist searching for a cure to his mistake, a firefighter bent on helping survivors, two supernatural brothers struggling to adapt and survive, and two brothers who desperately want to rest and find safety. Will they survive?
Chapter 1
The world didn’t end with a bang. It didn’t end in war. It didn’t end in nukes. It didn’t end with the sun going supernova. It didn’t end with pollution or melting ice caps. No, it ended with a cup of coffee. Two scientists for the company Lily of the Valley, the flower of death, destroyed the world. The two never got along, they were working on a new project. Unfortunately together, unfortunately at unsustainably long hours. Unfortunately, with their brains impaired by lack of proper food, sleep, or hydration, tensions boiled. They weren’t as careful as they should have been. They fought over the last bit of coffee and beakers broke. They became the first two infected with the zombie virus. All over a cup of coffee.
Death watched in disappointment as he held the two souls as their body spread the virus, ripping flesh from the people near them. Making his job harder than it ever should have been. They would never even see the damage they had done. They would never live through the fear they had brought over the world. Life appeared next to him, her normally warm features stony. She took the two souls from him.
“I’m tired, Death. They have doomed my creations.” Life said quietly.
“I am tired as well. But there is work to be done.” Death sighed.
“Not for us. They made this mess. They can deal with it.” Life said, looking scornfully down at the two souls.
The smell of coffee filled Roman’s senses when he woke up. He rose from bed and was going to wake up Remus only to have his brother’s hand clasp over his mouth. He held a finger to his lips and pointed towards their bedroom door. Roman saw the blood seeping from beneath the door. He smelled the blood. He heard the screams outside. He saw the word zombies written in blood on the door. He looked at his brother, there was blood on his face and hands, his pajamas were ripped. With shaky hands he moved his twin’s hand from his mouth.
“Mom? Dad? Are they-?” Roman couldn’t finish the whispered question.
Remus only nodded. He didn’t look sad. Was this a prank? No. Remus looked too serious. The blood, he could smell it. They were orphans in the zombie apocalypse. This was a shitty way to start their eleventh birthday. He heard a thud against their bedroom door and nearly yelped, but his cry was muffled by Remus pulling him into a hug. He was shaking. Remus was shaking. This was real. What were they going to do?
They couldn’t stay here. Roman gently pulled out of the hug and took his brother’s hand. He led him to the closet and gave him a bag. Remus seemed to know exactly what he wanted to say. They started packing what they could, trying to keep it to things they needed, but Roman couldn’t help but include the scrapbook he had been working on with his dad and grandma. It had too many memories to leave behind. Were his grandparents still alive? He felt a hand on his shoulder and saw the look of worry his brother had. At least he still had him.
Roman gave him a reassuring smile. Silently, they got back to packing and getting ready. He didn’t know where they were going to go or how they were going to get out of the apartment alive. But they’d figure it out. They had too. Remus’s constant planning for alien invasions and zombie apocalypses seemed a lot less stupid now. Maybe his brother’s love of gore would save them? He gave a silent sight. They were eleven now. He woke up to coffee and zombies. Great.
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Bed time stories Chapter 1
Summary: Remus and Roman think the bedtimes story they where always told as kids may not be just a story.
ships: some loceit
triggers: none (it may seem like there’s unsympathetic Patton but there isn’t)
words:
first next last
“Tell us about the king!” Remus demanded finally tucked into bed.
Janus sighed “You practically know it by heart Remus.”
“Anxiety doesn’t know it!”
Janus looked to the door and saw one of the newer sides, anxiety by the door. He scoops up Anxiety and sits on a chair across from Remus.
“Will you both promise to be quiet and go to sleep if I do?”
Remus and Anxiety both nod.
“Alright. The story beings in a castle, it was huge with many rooms and many hiding places. And in that castle was a king and his three royal advisors. One always looked at every issue from a logical perspective without biased. Another looked at it from a selfless standpoint. And the last, self preservation.
“But the selfless one didn’t like self preservation, he said self preservation was selfish and didn’t want to help the king. Logic tried to tell the king they where both needed but the King didn’t listen.”
Anxiety spoke “why didn’t they listen to Logic?”
“Because logic is real, and the king needed to decide just because you know what is logical doesn’t mean it will be what you want it to be. The Selfless advisor was easier to listen to, he told the King what he wanted to hear. But Self Preservation fought hard for the King to listen to him. That and,,,,,,, outside influences the King couldn’t take it.
“And one day the advisors found two children, both having different qualities of the King. Selfless wanted to raise them both, as did self preservation. Neither of them could be together very long without fighting. Logic wanted to raise them both together. But they didn’t listen to him.
“So they went their separate ways and abandoned the castle and went their separate ways. The only one who kept on contact was Logic going between the two to spend time with both children.”
“What’s the ending?” Anxiety asks.
“There isn’t one! JanJan refuses to tell me if there is” Remus pouts.
Lanus sighs internally “that’s because they disappeared Anxiety, no one knows where they went or if they existed, the castle’s never been found so we don’t know if it’s real. Now time for bed” Janus picks Amxiety up to take him to his room.
After they’ve both been tucked in Janus goes downstairs and makes some tea.
“They asked for the story again didn’t they?”
Janus nods “yes, Remus loves the story and the mystery, I’m glad we where able to hise the old castle so well, thank you for helping me with that Logan.”
Logan smiles “of course, How is Anxiety?”
“He’s adjusting, and Roman?” Janus sits down on the couch next to Logan.
“He’s well as always, Patton’s letting him explore the Imagination more now, I assume it is because Roman would not stop begging. I told Patton I would be with Roman when he is out exploring” Logan tells Janus leaning his head on his shoulder.
“Busy day?”
Logan nods “incredibly busy, Patton is all over the place with Roman so I’ve been charged with keeping Thomas in line, and it’s harder alone, Patton is better with getting him to listen.”
“Will you be staying here tonight?”
Logan takes Janus’s hand “I wish I could, I’d love to be here for just a few hours, but I’m needed with Patton, Thomas is having a rough time right now,”
“I wish Patton would allow me to be with him, I could help.”
“I know darling, I know you could, but Patton refuses, he’s convinced you’ll hurt Thomas.”
Janus just nods “do you have to leave now?”
“I can stay for a little while, but not to long.”
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A little detail I love about this blooper: Pay attention to Nick's facial expression
When Alex/Taylor is properly kissing his neck, Nick's Henry, a face of content and happiness, as you would expect in a scenario like this
But when Taylor starts blowing a raspberry, look at Nick again
His face scrunches up adorably, a common reaction to suddenly being tickled in a sensitive area like the neck
But aside from that, his smile actually grows bigger
I feel like that's a great indicator of how comfortable the boys are with each other and how much fun this project was for them
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