When Tyler awoke it was already time for dinner, and the first thing he heard was shouting.
"Put down my baby!" Georgia shrieked as Lola picked up a sub-machine gun and threw it into the trash heap.
Sally and Alyssa had more trouble than usual holding back Dan, who had quite the temper when provoked, but he was still thin enough for them to handle without too much trouble.
"Let me go!" He yelled trying to assist Georgia who was desperately sifting through the waste for her weapons. "I promise I won't kill her slowly!" He followed up in an attempt to escape.
BANG
Tyler had shot a blank at the floor, barely avoiding the ricochet. "Everyone stop fighting or you all are going to the wolves." Tyler had always been fascinated with wolves, even though they threatened him and his friends, he had a strange feeling that the wolves should be their allies.
"Please, we know you wouldn't," Dan replied half sure that what he said was true. "Watch me," Tyler threatened. That shut Dan up.
"Lola why are you messing with Georgia's weapons-"
"Babies," Georgia corrected.
"Yes that. Why are you claiming her stuff?"
"Well, I'm obviously not sharing with any of you peasants. I deserve the best you have to offer," she said regally. "
"She thinks she's a big deal because her dad is the mayor of Salem-"
"What's a mayor?" Sally and Dan said in unison, mystified at the prospect of learning something new.
"You really DO live under a rock don't you?" Lola said with scorn, "You have a lot to learn."
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Tundra
General FictionWhile everyone was so worried about global warming, they forgot to look at the opposite threat. An ice age. In a post apocalyptic frozen world, a group of friends try to stay alive while coping with being the only ones left.
