Zombies Happened

Chapter 10

The drive to Stacy's house was tense, with zombies scattered along the route. Stacy expertly cleared the way with the blades on her jeep. After thirty-five minutes, they reached the entrance to her estate. Stacy scanned the area for any lurking zombies. Satisfied that it was safe, she entered a code on the control panel, and the massive gates began to open. She guided her jeep through, waited for Matt and the others to follow, and then closed the gates behind them. She parked and gestured for Matt to pull his truck to a designated spot.

As Stacy approached Matt, she filled her mother in on their find—Sophie. Before she could finish, her mother rushed to Matt's truck, her face lighting up as she cradled the baby. With a gentle smile, she began cooing at Sophie and headed inside with her.

"Alright, listen up," Stacy said, turning to Matt with a stern look, her gaze lingering on Amber. "There’s a lot of work to keep this place running, and everyone needs to pull their weight, including her."

"Hey, I promised we'd all help out," Matt replied earnestly. "Amber might be a bit difficult, but she’ll do her part. I swear."

"Fine," Stacy said, her tone softer but still firm. "For now, let me show you where you'll be staying. I need to find my dad, so you can settle in here until I get back and assign tasks. And please—don't touch anything until then." She led them inside, Matt trailing closely, with Amber clinging to his side, and Jesse and Abigail following.

Inside, Stacy guided them up a flight of polished wooden stairs to the right of the entrance. "It's easy to get lost, so try not to wander," she warned, ascending another set of stairs.

"On the fourth floor, I have a few guest bedrooms set up. It's not entirely finished, but it's comfortable," she explained as they reached the top. The floor was as polished as the stairs, and a long black and gold rug with intricate designs ran down the hall.

"All these are guest bedrooms?" Matt asked, taking in the rows of doors on either side of the hallway.

"Not quite. Most of them are empty," Stacy said, pointing to the first door on the left. "This one’s ready. You can sort out the sleeping arrangements among yourselves later."

Amber interrupted, “Do you really expect me to climb these stairs every day? That’s insane! I’ll be drenched in sweat!”

Stacy raised an eyebrow. “Going up and down the stairs is nothing compared to the work that needs to be done around here. Trust me, you’ll be grateful for the exercise. Besides, it’s good for those scrawny legs of yours. I’m surprised you made it up the stairs without collapsing.”

Amber’s mouth opened and closed in frustration, but no words came out.

"Moving on," Stacy continued, pointing to the first door on the right, "This room has its own bathroom. The second door on the left is another bathroom—not fully private, but it’ll do. Next to it is another room. The second door on the right is another guest bedroom with its own bathroom."

She walked to the third door on the right, slightly smaller than the others, and opened it. "Here’s where you'll find clean sheets, blankets, and towels. There are more towels in the bathrooms, but this is your backup."

She closed the door and turned towards the stairs. “Get settled in. I’ll ask my mom to make dinner. You’re welcome to help her out after you’re cleaned up. Feel free to ask my mom for any clothes from my parents' closet if you need them—they might not fit perfectly, but they’re better than being covered in zombie guts.”

“Is that everything?” Matt asked, just as Stacy started down the stairs.

“Yeah,” Stacy replied. “I need to find my dad.”

“Wait, let me come with you. It’s the least I can do,” Matt said, catching up to her and taking the stairs two at a time.

“Suit yourself,” Stacy said, hiding a grin as they headed out together.

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A/N: Yayyy Chapter 10!

I am so sorry that i hadn't updated! I Have been so busy and distracted and UGH! I hope you guys like it. It's unedited, so I hope you don't mind my typos and stuff.