𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

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"Ready?" 

Maggie nods. Rick throws the stink bombs into the fighting pit as Maggie fired shots giving Daryl an exit.

Bentley sat with Michonne and Glenn at the car. "Glenn!" Rick yells. Glenna and Michonne run over. Bentley slowly limps her way over. Glenn pulls his gun out and aims it at Merle. Michonne grabs her Katana aiming it at Merle as well.

"Now we got a problem here. I need you to back up." Rick says.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Glenn yells.

Daryl shields Merle. His eyes glued to Bentley who leaned against a tree, holding her leg.

"He tried to kill me!" Michonne yells. 

"He helped us get out of there." Daryl defends. "Yeah, right after he beat the shit out of you." Rick yells.

"Hey, we both took our licks, man." Merle smiles. Bentley already hated the man. "Jackass." Daryl calls him.

"Hey, shut up." Merle yells.

"Enough! Hey, hey, relax!" Rick yells to Michonne.

"Get that thing out of my face!" Daryl yells to Glenn who had his gun aimed at him.

"Man, look like you've gone native, brother." Merle laughs. Daryl spins around, "No more than you hanging out with that psycho back there." 

"Oh, yeah, man. He is a charmer, I got to tell you that. Been putting the wood to your girlfriend Andrea." Merle looks to Michonne. 

"Andrea's in Woodbury?" Bentley asks. "Right next to the Governor." Daryl sighs

"I told you to drop that! You know Andrea? Hey, do you know Andrea?" Rick asks Michonne. She finally drops her Katana.

"Yep, she does. Her and blondie spent all winter cuddling up in the forest. Mm-mmm-mmm. Yeah. My Nubian queen here had two pet walkers. No arms, cut off the jaws, kept them in chains. Kind of ironic now that I think about it." Merle yells.

"Shut up, bro." Daryl yells.

"Hey, man, we snagged them out of the woods. Andrea was close to dying." Merle says. 

"Is that why she's with him?" Maggie asks. "Snug as two little bugs. So what you gonna do now, Sheriff, huh? Surrounded by a bunch of liars, thugs, and cowards." Merle laughs.

"Shut up!" Rick yells. "Oh, man, look at this. Pathetic. All these guns and no bullets in them." Merle chuckles. Bentley stumbles forward. "You went back for this?" She asks in shock.

"Woah, would you look at this!" Merle steps forward towards her. Daryl shoves him back. "Not a word." 

"Shut up yourself! Bunch of pussies you roll-." Merle yells but was knocked out by Rick.

"It won't work." Rick says.

"It's gotta." Daryl argues. "It'll stir things up." Rick says.

"Look, the Governor is probably on the way to the prison right now. Merle knows how he thinks and we could use the muscle." Daryl says,

"I'm not having him at the prison." Maggie argues. "Do you really want him sleeping in the same cell block as Carl or Bentley?" Glenn asks Rick. "He ain't a rapist." Daryl defends.

"Well, his buddy is." Glenn states. Bentley looks to Maggie confused. "They ain't buddies no more. Not after last night." Daryl says.

"There's no way Merle's gonna live there without putting everyone at each other's throats." Rick argues.

"So you're gonna cut Merle loose and bring the last samurai home with us?" Daryl asks offended. 

"She's not coming back." Rick says. "She's not in a state to be on her own." Bentley argues.

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