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Felicity stayed in the room, alone, other than the cats and the foul rat that Bumble caught. Now Bumble was walking around the room, meowing his tounge off. Every once in a while Bumble would hiss at Honey, needing Felicity to drag him away before he ripped the innocent cat to shreds.Â
Felicity sat on the floor, waiting for the others to get back. Bumble kept on annyoyingly wandering out and MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW is all that he did. "Bumble" she stated."Shut. Your. Mouth."Â
The cat's meow's went silent. The only thing that was heard was the little mewls of kittens and inaudible voices.
Dennis looked to Natasha to answer her question "Well most of it was from before the war" he said "The rest of it we stole from gangs that pass through here trying to claim new areas". He then looked over to Bryan "Bryan mostly shows his lovable side around women he's trying to charm". Bryan then looked at Dennis and said "C'mon, you know the gang called the Silver Pockets right?" Bryan asked Dennis. "Yeah, why?" Dennis said "are they coming back or something?".
"I heard from the grapvine that they're coming back for someone with red hair" Bryan said. "So?" Dennis said "I know about 20 people with red hair that used to live here". Bryan then said "But, how many of them do you know that are still alive?". Dennis then paused and then looked at Natasha "You haven't had any run-ins with any gangs.. have you?"
Natasha watched them talk, smiling lightly, tucking her ruby red hair behind her ear. She quirked an eyebrow when Dennis spoke of Bryan's loveable side. She then listened to their talk of a gang. "Uh.. Yeah.. Actually." Natasha nodded, her green eyes watching them. She carefully pulled up her checkered blouse so they could see the wound, and possibly some of her naval. Being an "innie", she wasn't too bothered. "They shot at me, but only managed to hit me once.." She told them. Natasha looked to her wound, carefully lowering her shirt. "Why? Are they against people with red hair, Russians? Or just anyone that walks by?" Natasha asked, watching the two. She let what they were saying sink in. "Great. Now I've for a gang on my ass along with a zombie apocalypse threatening to destroy the world." Natasha sighed, running her fingers through her hair.
"Well they propably won't look for you for long" Bryan said "Just lay low for a day or two". Dennis then put his hand on Bryan's shoulder "And we will try to give them a slight push off of your trail" Dennis said. Dennis then sat down on his couch and picked up a bag of chips. He reached into the bag and pulled out a handfull of air. "Ugh.. empty.." Dennis said "Bryan can you run out to the store and grab a bag of chips for me". "See I would if there was a store still there!" Bryan said "We still don't know what happened to that store.."
Natasha nodded. "Thanks. I appreciate it." She said softly, looking to Future when he spoke about the store. "Funny you should say that.. Katana boy burnt it down." She told them. "But it was for the best, when I raided it, I accidentally braught some zombies with me, so as they were climbing inside, Future set fire to it." Natasa told them. "Burning all the walkers with it." She told them, shrugging. "It was for the best, and it looks like you have to be careful with your food consummation. You godda stop eatin it all." She told them, looking to Future.
"Well.. that's one store I can't stock up from anymore" Dennis said as he put the empty bag of chips in the trash. "The next nearest store is about 15 blocks away in the heart of zombietown" He said as he looked through his cabinet and pulled out a can of soup. "Well I guess me and Bryan are going to play keep away in zombietown tomorrow" he said. Bryan then look at Dennis and said "Just me and you? we could atleast have Chip and Chris come along so we have a fighting chance". Dennis then put his hand on Bryan's shoulder "Fine, we'll bring Chip and Chris" he said "But, if they atrract too much attention we all have to get out of there supplied or not"
Future was listening quietly, eating a beef jerky stick. He observed that these guys were in fact trustworthy but it would be a while before he trusted them alone with Natasha, he also noticed that she kept looking over at him, he smiled "You guys must eat way more than we do, all I really eat is mac 'n' cheese and jerky sticks." He snorted looking around narrowing his eyes, he laughed quietly at first than a little louder "Guys, I kinda let Lux out of the apartment earlier, so I wouldn't make any sudden movements towards Natasha or me. " Future said looking and eating through another jerky stick.
Natasha listened also, she didn't know if she was supposed to feel guilty or not. She looked to the two in slight surprise. "There's more of you?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. No wonder they ran out of food so quick. Natasha looked to Future, the regular sight of him eating jerky sticks. "You know, if you keep eating them the way you do. You're gonna run out." She told him, smiling a little. "You and I both know you'll be lost without your jerky." She smirked, brushing some hair from her eyes, her emerald eyes glancing to everyone in the room.
Natasha began to think they had outstayed their welcome, so decided it was best to leave. "Okay.. So, it was nice meeting you. Sorry about the food, but you should have locked your door at a time like this." She said, even though if they had, she could still get in. "Well.. We'll leave you to it." Natasha said, looking up to Future. She hated being small. "We're in apartment 22 if you need us." She told them, heading towards the door.
"It was great meeting both of you!" Bryan said waving goodbye. "You two are welcome anytime and don't worry about the food" Dennis added"You can keep it". Dennis then began to walk into his bedroom and closed the door behind him. He then flopped onto his bed and just stared blankly into the ceiling. Bryan was still in the living room wishing Natasha and Future farewell. When they left, Bryan then sat down on the couch and began to count the rounds of ammunition he had "One.. Two.. Three.." Bryan then stopped counting after counting up to Twenty-five and just sat there and did nothing for the next few moments
Natasha smiled to them as she left, closing the door behind Future. It certainly was nice of them to allow them to keep the food. Natasha walked to the stairs, climbing them slowly as she sighed. For once, she couldn't wait to relax. The apocalypse was taking its toll on her lack of food and sleep. She yawned lightly, rubbing her green eyes as she got to the hall. Natasha had never felt so tired so suddenly. She fumbled with the door as she tried to get it open, managing eventually, she carefully walked inside, to her now shared bedroom. Natasha effortlessly crawled onto the memory foam bed, sinking into the sheets. She let out a light sigh, her green eyes closing as she relaxed, beginning to fall asleep almost instantly.
Future stood in the doorway, grinning lightly before shutting the bedroom door. He walked through the apartment quietly getting milk for the cats and letting Lux in the front door, after a while he grabbed his bag , then sat on the couch dumping the contents onto the coffee table. Shifting through it he found his brothers hat on top, he put it on before lifting a old blanket from the pile, Future covered himself with it and lied on the couch. What remained on the table was all he brought from Alaska, a old family picture album, a shark tooth necklace, and a chew toy from when Lux was a puppy, everyone he knew died in horrible ways, but he used to wonder why he lived while they died, he was reckless, hard headed, and rarely did the right thing. But now he understood, he would rather them die then go through what he did, and now that he was with Natasha, he knew which decisions were the right ones, he was going to protect Natasha whether she liked it or not.
Natasha slept soundly, most likely because she was so exhausted. For once, she didn't dream about murder, and her past. No. This time, she dreamt about Future, though she would flatly deny it if she was asked. It was evident her dream was nothing normal by the way her full, pouty pink lips would tug into a little smile and she would let out a light sigh and squirm around a little, followed by a lazy giggle or laugh. Natasha hugged closer the to sheets, before she began to get up. She often walked around as she slept. And it was best not to wake her, only guide her to bed. Natasha slowly walked out of the bedroom and to the kitchen, filing through things. Her green eyes were closed and her red hair was down to her waist. She would often murmur Futures name. Evidence she was dreaming about him. Natasha never dreamed about men.
Future slept silently, with his face buried into the couch cushions and his but in the air, a weird but comfortable position for him. His dreams were filled wuth happy memories like when him and his father went crab fishing, along with the time he got into a fight over a piece of pie, memories of the far past. But there were happy new ones breaking through as well, the first time he met Natasha and she tried to kill him, but his favorite memory the one he doubted more than anything he'd forget, was when he first saw her dazzling smile with those electrifying eyes. Future snorted happily in his sleep and muttered "Natasha." Hugging his blanket close.
Natasha let out a small groan, walking back to her bedroom. She laid down on her bed, crawling under the thick covers was she had no one to keep her warm. Natasha yawned lightly, hugging the pillow close to her body. "Future." She hummed, squirming a little before settling down under the covers, only her red hair visible when she was like that. She let out a slight huff, or sigh. Natasha gripping onto the sheets as a small, lazy smile etched onto her full red lips.
Eventually, Natasha woke up laying on her front. She was glad to wake up warm. She sighed lightly, blinking her green eyes open as she glanced around the room, taking in the surroundings. She stretched, sending her further under the covers which she liked. It was warm there. Natasha took in a deep breath, glancing and again. Her eyes began to droop closed out of pure boredom.
Don't ask him how, but when he woke up, Future was in the hallway. He got to his feet stretching painfully, Lux shot him a dirty look like a "How dare you go outside without me" look so he growled at the giant canine before walking back to the room. Natasha was just lying on the bed her mane of hair the only thing he saw, a smile crept aceoss his face "I'm totally going to draw a mustache on her." He thought quickly grabbing a marker and crawling on the floor towards her, Future was about to draw it when something stopped him. With her messy hair all in her face and the light snoring he would have to say that she was the most beautiful ever "Dang pretty girl, can't even cause mischief anymore." He muttered moving the hair from her face and tucking the blankets in around her, before going to lie back down on the couch.
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