Apocalypse au (K2)

Chapter 9

"So, when it all started, my parents got infected. They tried to bite my brother while I was packing our stuff. I took him and ran out of the house, I found Wendy, she told me that you were bitten and she had to leave you. She ran to this treehouse. Not even a few minutes, and Kenny started pounding on our door with Karen. Of course, I let him in. He stayed there for a few months, taking turns to get food. Then one day we got a call from the military who wanted to help us, when they came to pick us up, Ken bit me so I stayed behind. But now I'm more a vicious animal than Ken himself." Kyle explained while Bebe patched Butters up. Ken looked at Kyle with a worried expression.

"So...most people here are half zombie..?" He brought up his sleeve to reveal a bite. Kenny, Kyle, and Bebe showed their bite marks. Butters tried, but he was still trying to recover.

They looked at Luna, who was shaking, "She's not..." Kenny said, kind of protectively. He picks her up and walks back to the staff room. Tucking her in and locking the door. Walking back.

"Kenny...that's not why we're here. We were looking for places for survivors.." Survivors? "We have a whole group of people who are injured or too young, were running out of supplies." Stan stopped for a moment, Bebe nodded at him.

"If it's ok.. could we leave some survivors here? Their only a small group, we have a bigger one but this small group is injured and small. We need to get these people to a farm. There's this farmer guy who was friends with my father. He has everything these people need. It will only be for a night or two... please?" Kyle thought for a moment.

"What do we get in return?"

"Guns, protections, come on guys, you've known us your whole life." Kyle glanced around.

"Fine, we'll do it, but will you come back after ALL the survivors are safe, or are you guys just gonna abandon us?"

"Well... my dad's friend is only willing to take the survivors. He doesn't trust half-bloods like us.." Butters couldn't keep his eyes off of Stan the whole time.

"Fine, deal." Kyle shakes Stan's hand. "But don't expect us to take care of these survivors forever. This store won't last forever for all I know."

"I promise."

Soon Stan and Bebe leave our store, and we think about what just happened. "Can I say something?" Butters, who was leaning against the chips beside him a bit. "This is very random but...Stan has changed...appearance wise.." Wait.

"Butters... don't tell me..." Kyle facepalmed.

"I can't help it!" He chuckled, Ken was just watching, amused.

"Oh Jesus, that's the most random way to tell us you have a crush."

Kenny burst out laughing.

"I mean..come on, it's obvious he's been helping his dad on the weed farm.." Kyle flicks Butters forehead.

"I'll go barricade the doors." Kenny says as he stands up and does so.

We stand up and walk over to the barricaded doors and sit down next to each other.

"I'm hungry, Kyle. Can you help me through the backdoor, and I'll go hunting, please?" Butters suddenly asks.

Kyle looks at Butters, considering his request. "Are you sure you're up for it, man? You're still injured."

"I'll be fine, I promise."

Kyle hesitates for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Alright, but you're coming back the second you've got food, no detours."

Kyle gets up and starts to clear the path to the backdoor, carefully moving aside the objects that had been used to barricade the door.

Once the path is clear, Kyle turns to Butters. "Alright, let's go. And be careful out there, alright? No unnecessary risks."