Jerry's Cousin // Jack Brewer X OC

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||WAZOMBIE WARRIORS||

|CAMI

"Phil's new garlic falafel balls are disgusting," Jack grimaced as me, him, Jerry, and Milton shared a table at Falafel Phil's.

"The cook's a goat. What do you expect?" I asked.

"Yeah I know. These are awful," Jerry spoke through a mouthful of garlic falafel.

"Then why do you keep eating them?" Jack asked.

"Cause now I can do this," Jerry said, swallowing, then burping. I closed my eyes, which were already watering at the stench.

"It's gross, but you gotta admit, the man's an artist," Milton deadpanned.

"So, Cami, are you coming to see the movie with us tomorrow?" Jack asked me. "It's playing here in the mall."

"What movie?" I asked.

"Only the best monster movie ever made," Milton unzipped his jacket and opened his button down flannel revealing a Zompire. "Attack of the Killer Zompires!"

"They're half zombie," Jerry started.

"Half vampire," Jack added.

"And all lame," I finished. "If you guys wanna see a good movie, go see the Horse Tamer. It's a romantic story about a muscular 19 year old boy who sells his last shirt to save a crippled horse." I clapped my hands happily. "Wow, I sound like a girl. Make it stop!"

"Come on, Cami, see Zompires with us. It'll be fun," Jack pressed.

"I don't know," I sighed.

"Well, come on, we should go together," he offered.

"Together?" I asked, unsure if he remembered that Jerry was sitting right across from us. "Well, ok, I'm in."

"Cool," Jack smiled.

"And I'll be there, so you two better not try anything," Jerry threatened, taking another garlic ball. I rolled my eyes, leaning back into the booth.

"Hey guys," Eddie greeted as he walked into Falafel Phil's in his explorer scout uniform. "You know what my new explorer scout badge means?" he asked, dragging a chair up to our booth.

"You crossed a street by yourself," Jack guessed.

"You threw out your night light," Jerry tried.

"You peed in the woods?" Milton questioned.

"No, no, and that's none of your business," Eddie listed off. "What it means is I'm the leader of my troop."

"Aren't you the only one in your-"

"-leader of my troop!" Eddie repeated, cutting off Jerry. "My scout master says I'm brave, bold, and fearless."

"Great. So you're coming to see Zompires with us?" Jack asked.

"Are you nuts?! I looked at the commercial for that thing and I spent 2 days hiding in my mother's hamper," Eddie scoffed.

"Yo, Eddie, check this out," Jerry spoke as he took a bite of another garlic ball. It took a second before Jerry's stomach started to growl making us all look at him with a weird and worried face. "Uh oh. Oh it's going the wrong way! Uh oh! No no no no no no no! Yo, Phil, Phil. I need the key! Key to the bathroom! Now!"

"Oh oh ok, let's see. Uh this one, no that's not the one. This one- oh this is the key to my diary. But uh-" Phil was about to continue when Jerry snatched the keys. "Oh I guess you must have to go- whoa!" Phil yelled as he was dragged by his keys, to the bathroom, because of Jerry.