《Invincible Ones [A Walking Dead Story]》Chapter 1- Unruly
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I walk back into the prison. Daryl rushes to me. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" He demands and I smirk. "Relax, bro. I just found a backpack and I just went outside the fence for a split second." I relax him. But Daryl still seemed mad. I roll my eyes.
"I got ammmooooo." I say and I hold the backpack out in front of me. Daryl takes the bag.
"Don't leave the prison alone again." Daryl scolds and I sigh.
"You guys can't keep me contained here forever. IM UNTAMABLE!" I giggle and Daryl rolls his eyes.
"Fine, I'll take you on the runs now. As long as you stay out of trouble, got it sis?" Daryl asks and I nod.
"Got it, bro." I smirk and I walk back to my cell and I adjust my beanie. I wore a hoodie under my flannel cardigan 'cause it looked cool. I got out my comic book that I stole from Carl. He hasn't noticed, I did it mostly to mess with him and I didn't have anything else to do.
"Hey, that's my comic book!" I hear Carl say from outside my cell.
"Fine." I say and I toss it to him. "I was just bored out of my mind." Carl catches his comic and walks back to his cell to read it. "SPOILER ALERT: HE LOSES HIS BATTLE!" I shout after him and I heard Carl groan. "HAHA, JUS' KIDDING!" I yell and laugh.
I'm a good friend.
No seriously I am.
I see you there, doubting me.
I pick up a sketchbook and start drawing my cell. I usually did still-lifes to grasp the world around me.
I'm bored again, so I walk into Beth's cell. She was taking care of Judith.
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"Knock knock." I say, smiling.
"Hey, Ember!" Beth says and she pats her bed and I sit down next to her.
"How's lil' ass kicker?" I ask Beth and she giggles.
"Well, she's healthy, happy, and above all, very very cute." Beth answers and I smile.
"Couldn't agree more with that last one." I say.
I smooth Judith's little hair and she smiles.
"You have the magic touch." Beth says and I grin.
"I have that effect on people." I say and we burst out laughing.
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