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THE WALKING DEAD
- a rick grimes fanfic story -

EDITED: 4/10/24




EDITED: 4/10/24

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GREENE FARM 📍

season 2, episode 6


   I was awake earlier than everybody else due to the unbearable pain I was in, but I was taking medication to push the pain down— or at least make it a little tolerable. When I woke up I decided I wanted to get out rather than be bedridden, I knew I needed to get up and do light work rather than be cooped up in my bed.

When I woke up I instantly took a warm shower, washing off any of the dried blood and dirt from my body and I put new clean bandages on my wounds. The whole house was awake when I dressed, I put on black jeans, a white V-cut shirt, a maroon-colored flannel, and my normal black combat boots. Once I walked down the stairs I smelt breakfast getting made, I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a piece of toast before exiting the house to go outside.

Hershel and Maggie tried to fight for me to stay in but I declined, telling them I needed to be out and to try and help the group look for the little girl still.

While I was outside I fed the horses and messed with them for a little bit until I walked towards the coop where the chicken were at. I grabbed the bucket of grains and limped over towards the chicken coop.

 
The injury on my foot was also patched up and disinfected, it hurt to walk on it but I had to get around somehow and I knew it would heal soon.

As I got closer to the coop I saw Patricia inside getting eggs from the chickens, then I saw Lori and Carl looking at them through the fence. I smiled as I saw how happy Carl was, this was his first time out in a while since being shot and I was happy to see him better.

"Hey," I called out as I carried the heavy bucket, Lori and Carl both turned around to see me, Carl brightly smiled and ran towards me.

"Nola! Look, I'm alright now!" Carl grinned, I placed the bucket on the ground and crouched in front of Carl. A caring smile makes its way onto my scratched-up face, I place my hand on Carl's shoulder and lightly pat it.

"I see, I see. I'm really glad you're on your feet, Mr. Invincible." I smile, Carl laughs at the nickname and I stand up fully, I look over and see Lori watching the both of us with a small smile on her face. I lean down and slowly pick up the bucket full of grains, I think for a moment to myself and look back down at Carl to see him kindly smiling.

"Do you wanna feed some of the chickens?" I asked Carl as I noticed some of the stray chickens slowly walk towards me. Carl gasps and nods his head repeatedly showing his eagerness, my smile widens as I see how excited Carl is to feed the small clucking birds.

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