《Infected [killugon/killuaxgon]》To loud
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We finally, after that very dramatic scene, let ourselves relax.
The entire tree-fort was designed for younger children's entertainment, which is likely why Leorio enjoyed hanging from the nets. Gon's father must have been a wonderful guy to do this for him. And it makes me wonder, what would it have been like to have a father figure your entire life?
"Killua?" Gon asked from beside me, startling me out of my thoughts.
"Yes, Gon?" We were currently sitting in one of the tree's balconies in the middle of the night since we'd been informed by Kurapika that he and Leorio needed some alone time for whatever reason, so here we were.
"You were daydreaming. Are you all right?" His voice was filled with worry.
"Sure, I'm OK. I was just lost in thought." I responded while yawning.
"Are you tired? We should get some sleep. It's getting late." He tells me this as he settles into a comfortable position on the ground, using his arm as a pillow. I followed suit shortly after.
Complete silence, before moans abruptly filled the air. Unfortunately, none of the sounds were made by a walker. I looked over at Gon, who seemed to have just about had it.
"Holy crap, don't do 'it' in the middle of a forest you dipshits!" Gon yelled at the pair, who didn't seem to be halting their antics.
We covered our ears which was insufficient to muffle the noises. "Don't fall through the floor," I muttered.
This carried on for a few minutes, with us constantly trying to drown out the noise and obscene remarks. Unsurprisingly, a few walkers showed up, so we decided to try a little minigame with our throwing knives to see who could hit the most walkers. We'll be able to collect the blades in the morning.
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I woke up with bags under my eyes and my hair was messier than usual. I sat up and marched over to where the two who had caused this had slept the previous night. I was angry, or maybe that was an understatement.
If I didn't get a good night's worth of sleep, they wouldn't have a good morning. That seems fair, doesn't it? I was just about to strangle the living hell out of them so they would never be able to make those horrid noises again when Gon called me over.
"Want to help me find a clean pond or something to wash off, Killua? It will be easier to leave now rather than later before the others wake up." I agreed to his suggestion since we had clearly needed to clean ourselves in some manner, and to be honest, I stunk. I could always get them back later.
We walked around for a while, trying to find a water source. The first one we came across so far had lots of dead stuff floating around, and it smelt terrible. We walked deeper into the forest and eventually found something decent. It was a small pond and was the cleanest thing we've seen throughout this entire walk so we used it without complaint.
We washed our hair and bodies quickly and hurried back, finding the occasional walker or crawler on the way. When we had finally made it back, I wasted no time and made a beeline toward Kurapika and Leorio so I could give them a piece of my fist.
We had returned after a while of walking and I noticed a different look in Killua's eyes, something that could have been exhaustion? He hurried in a different direction, stomping his feet along the way.
I figured that if we waited for any later the walkers that me and Killua killed last night would somehow decompose even more, so I collected the knives from their rotten flesh and dragged their bodies away from the open area and more towards the forest. Somehow the commotion from last night didn't result in what was left of the population from our small town towards us.
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For today, I will figure out how to further fix the car, and ask Killua if we can practice sparing with each other. But before he gets all riled up, I'll work on the car.
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Leorio and I cuddled up next to each other and talked about everything and anything. In all honesty, I think this would have been a great place to stay. The walkers couldn't get in, sure, but there are a few negatives to being here such as the food and water supply. We will need to travel quite a distance to get much of either, and there is little to no privacy.
I stumbled slightly as Killua ripped Leorio out from beside me and tackled him to the ground, though I couldn't tell if it was supposed to be playful or if he was actually attempting to hurt him. Instead of trying to help, I sat back and watched from a distance. Once Leorio had started begging for a truce, Killua figured he had enough and walked towards me instead.
"You little shits think you can just get away with that?" he asks while making his voice slightly deeper, trying to make me scared of him. I hate to admit it, but it was working. "Next time, that is if you have the guts to do it again after this, make sure you cant be heard. Just because you two are horny fucks doesn't mean you get to mess with our sleep." I laughed nervously and understood what was next.
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