Pandemic Panic

Chapter Six - Italy Here We Come

A few days have passed since the incident and a lot has changed. Aidy and Chlamydia are starting to get a lot closer, CDC was last night’s dinner, and Swiney and Smallpox had finished the group’s itinerary for their trip to Italy. It had been a long week and a half since the gang had boarded the yacht, and frankly, they couldn’t wait to get off. Soon, they pulled into a dock and everyone was excited to explore. Little did they know that Chlamydia was carrying a knife in her pocket. Guess pizza wasn't the only thing being sliced on their little visit.

The group got off the boat and started walking when Chlamydia tripped, knocking Swiney into the water. “OH MY GOD WAIT HE CAN'T SWIM,” yelled Smallpox. “SOMEBODY HELP HIM,” he added while throwing his itinerary and running around the dock, flailing his arms.

"Well running around like a chicken ain't gonna help you!" shouted Influenza. She leaned over, trying to grab Swiney's hand. But it was no help. Chlamydia jumped into the water, by the time she came back up the water was dyed red. By then they had grabbed a preserver, but it was obviously too late. They threw it out while Chlamydia grabbed a hold of it and his body to bring them back to shore.

It looked like his skull was severely damaged, Chlamydia could tell the rest of the group was extremely curious as to what happened. "His head hit a rock," she explained, at least that was partially the truth. They just don't know she did way more than that.

Well now they had another body on their hands. Now what would they do? They were in Italy! So they quickly got back onto the Yacht to put him in the freezer until their return at dark. The group decided to explore the city, popping through shops and looking at possible restaurants to eat at. Nothing would be as good as Aidy's cooking but they thought it would be nice to change it up a bit. Chlamydia and Aidy stuck together most of the time.

They headed for a little restaurant that served authentic Italian cuisine. The group had a pleasant meal and this gave Aidy some inspiration, maybe it would even help get rid of Swiney. The gang then walked around for a bit until they returned to the boat at sundown. Everyone chatted in the lounge area while Aidy prepared dinner. Vocal cord noodles and skin salad. Blood sauce, you know, the best of the best. He heard the kitchen door click and Chlamydia walked in.

“Oh hey Chla,” said Aidy, using his new nickname for her that she would only let him use.

She walked up to Aidy, wrapped an arm around his shoulders and said, "Wish you could make me into salad dressing because then I’d make a mess all over you.”

“Well, maybe later. But right now I can teach you how to make salad dressing, you just...” he said, following with directions on how to cook. And so the two prepared the rest of dinner together until it was time to serve.
They set up the dinner table, proud of what they had made together.

"Wonder what else we could make together~" Chlamydia giggled, looking over at Aidy. She wondered if he had heard her, secretly hoping he did. He looked over at her, she was so caught off guard she dropped the plate she was holding. It shattered once it hit the floor. When the plate shattered she let out a loud scream and then realized she was the one who made the sound. Tears started to fill her eyes but she tried her best to hold them back. Of course as soon as she started to be accepted she messed up. “I- I’m so sorry,” she said, barely audible.

Aidy rushed over to her, trying to assure her that it was okay. The others would be there soon, and it would be a shame if dinner got pushed back due to this. That's when he saw a long stream of blood coming from her leg.
Influenza and Corona ran in after they heard the crash.

“Are y’all okay? Oh my, what happened to your leg,” asked Influenza in concern as she ran up to them.

“I’ll go get the first aid kit,” Corona said in an affirmative manner.

Blood oozed out of her leg, she started sobbing. She was an absolute mess, she had no clue where her child was, and Aidy probably thought she was pathetic. Just by the expression on her face Aidy had an idea of how she was feeling. When Corona came back with the first aid kit Aidy took it and walked Chlamydia back to their room to help her calm down and patch up her leg.

"I'm such an idiot," she said, tearing up. Chlamydia had never felt so humiliated. She felt as if she had ruined everything. Aidy stayed silent, not sure what to say. Maybe she just needed someone to listen to her, and if that’s what she needed, that’s what he would give her. While he was cleaning up her cut and taking care of it she started venting. "I want to find my son, and kill Pneumonia with my bare hands," she said quietly, "or with a cleaver. That rat deserves hell for taking my sweet Fever away from me." She looked into Aidy's eyes awaiting a response.

He looked up at her, and in a calm voice with a smile starting to spread on his face he said, "then let's do it." The two shared an embrace and then headed to the study. It was planning time.