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ONE THING JULIETTE HATES is the inability to control other people's minds. Sometimes they say things that upset her, and if she were able to control their minds, they wouldn't be able to. Or, maybe she could make them get her ice cream.
Not that any of that would be helpful in this new world. Nobody could really just go out and get ice cream anymore. Or, maybe Dippin' Dots was still holding up?
Another thing she hates is the Dixon family. Well, more particularly the infamous brothers she's forced to camp with. Daryl and Merle Dixon. Two spawns of Satan. Two grumpy old men who haven't spoken to a single woman other than their mother once before the apocalypse. Maybe not even another human being.
Merle was by far worse. The weird and gross suggestive comments he has shot towards Jules make her want to throw her knife at him. But she knew she'd miss, and things would just go downhill from there.
What's worse is that Shane just won't kick him out. Not even when Jules would complain to her uncle about him. He said it would complicate things, and he wouldn't leave someone out to die because of some joking words. She could remember Shane saying what he said wasn't bad, either. He says Daryl would follow Merle, and Daryl was a valuable attribute to the team.
This fueled the fire of Jules disliking Shane. Seeing him and Lori openly kissing was bad enough, but when Merle made sexual jokes to her, a minor, and Shane did nothing . . . that was almost the tip of the iceberg.
But, as far as she knew, no matter how strong the hope was in her chest that thought otherwise, Shane was her only family left, and she planned to stay with him until she physically can't.
Gunshots continuing to fire made Jules grit her teeth angrily as the group ran up the stairs to the roof, inevitably to see her least favorite Dixon. She still wasn't exactly accustomed to the sound of it.
Morales and T-Dog were the first to leave the building. "Hey, Dixon, are you crazy!?" Morales shouted, followed by Merle laughing maniacally.
Everyone was out now, back under the smoldering sun and on the roof. Merle was shooting walkers down below without a care and the world, making Jules bite her lip to keep her from saying things she would regret.
Morales stopped halfway to him with Jules stopping next to him as well. Rick and Glenn were the only two getting closer.
"Hey! Y'all be more polite to a man with a gun," Merle cackled, extending his arm to show everyone the gun he was just using. His agitating voice made Jules want to plug her ears. "Huh?" He stepped down from the ledge, carrying the gun over with him. "Only common sense."
