(A/n: I don't write smut because it makes me uncomfortable and I'm just not good at it. So in order to give you a good story I had to cut that out. Hope you like it though! @CraftbattleMackers )
~Prison~
There were no sounds in the prison other than the quiet snores coming from Daryl's cell. This wasn't the first time you've snuck out while everyone one was sleeping, but something in your gut instinct told you this time was going to be different so you brought along more weapons. We getting to the door to leave when you heard the shuffling of feet behind you. Okay maybe if you don't move the person won't see you. You held your breath hoping the person would just go to sleep.
"Mackenzie?" Shit. You turned around slowly. "Hey Carl." "What are you doing?" "Just getting some much needed air." "How about I join you?" Double shit. You sighed no sense in trying to get him back to sleep because you already knew he would win the argument. "Fine Carl but this isn't just a normal 'out for air' ordeal. You better not tell anyone." Carl rolled his eyes "Look at you trying to be big and scary." "Shut up." You handed him one of your weapons.~Toy Store~
"Where the hell are we Mackenzie?" The toy store wasn't that far from the prison but Carl was being a little bitch with all his complaining. "When was the last time you got to be a kid?" He shrugged keeping his eyes peeled for any danger. A smile played on your lips as you saw the toy store. "Come on." You started running towards the store looking over your shoulder to make sure Carl was right behind you. You slipped into the door.
"This is what you're so excited for?" Carl chuckles. You gave him a slight shove before heading to an aisle. "I always loved going to a toy store. I treated it like it was my castle." Carl slipped his arms around you. "When I found this place it gave me a sense of warmth and family." You turned to face him. "If this place is special to you then it's special to me." Carl said giving you a kiss. You smiled into it and then started to crack up laughing. Right behind you guys just staring at you was a creepy looking baby doll. Carl turned to see it. "That is creepy." You laughed again.
"Bet you can't beat me at a game of Scrabble." You said running to the game aisle. "Scrabble? Really?" Carl shook his head. "It was the first thing that came to my head, jerk." Carl laughed still trying to figure out how he got so lucky in finding you.
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