BARN
Grady and Abraham are cleaning their guns, Grady leaning against the wall while Abraham sits down
Abraham: Tea drinker
Grady: Fuckstick.
They chuckle together
Abraham: Where's my Hero Hair? I need cuddles.
Grady: I for sure as hell ain't cuddling with you
Abraham: Someone's jelly.
Daryl is cleaning his crossbow. Annabelle is sitting beside Jenna as Carl sits down beside her, holding Judith in his lap. Ian and Rick are sitting down not saying a word.
Vivian: Hey
Vivian opens the door and peeks her head inside.
Vivian: Everyone.....
She slowly enters with Aaron behind her, they enter as Brian closes the door behind them.
Vivian: This is Aaron.
Everyone leaps up to their feet cocking their guns aiming them forward towards Aaron.
Brian: We met him outside. He's alone
Daryl walks to the door and looks around outside
Brian: What did I say?
Daryl: Shut up, bro.
Brian: Ah bite me.
Vivian: We took his weapons and his gear.
Daryl harshly pats Aaron down and throws his bag away. Rosita walks up grabbing Vivian by her waist pulling her closer to her side protectively.
Aaron gulps looking around at everyone.
Aaron: Hi
Judith cries now in Jenna's arms.
Aaron: It's nice to meet you
Rick and Ian both stares at him with blank expressions.
Rick: You said he had a weapon?
Vivian walks towards her dad handing him a small revolver. He hands the gun to Ian who open the chamber and looks inside before tucking it in his waistband.
Ian: Something you need?
Brian: He's got a camp nearby. He wants us to audition for membership.
Aaron: I wish there was another word. Audiation makes it sound like we're some kind of a dance troupe. That's only on Friday night
Grady: Great, he thinks he's funny. I'm the funny one so suck a lemon.
Aaron: It's not a camp. It's a community. I think you all would make valuable additions. But it's not my call.
Annabelle: What's your job then?
Aaron: My job is to convince you all to follow me back home.
Rick and Ian shares a look with each other.
Aaron: I know. If I were you, I wouldn't go either. Not until I knew exactly what I getting into. Vivian, can you show your dad and uncle my pack?
Vivian moves her eyes between him and then Rosita who shakes her head giving her a look, Vivian grabs Aaron's pack and walks over digging into the pack pulling out an envelope and hands it to her dad.
Aaron: I apologize in advance for the picture quality. We just found an old camera store last---
Daryl: Nobody gives a shit
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TWD-Vivian Grimes
FanfictionVivian Grimes: oldest child of Rick and Lori Grimes. When the dead began attacking the living, she thought her dad was dead until he found his way back to them again
