Second {Z Nation}

Chapter 13

Season 2, Episode 5 [Zombaby!]

(There are once again some long, boring descriptions of sign language in this chapter- they're once again in brackets if you want to skip them- what they say is always translated afterwards.)

     We sprint down the road, a parade of zombies chasing us. A literal parade, one of them is strapped to a drum, one has a sousaphone wrapped around it, they're all in extravagant outfits from tall marching-band-like hats to clown costumes. It sounds hilarious but it really isn't when they're chasing you, gnashing their bloodied teeth. 

     I raise my rifle and take out a Z that looms ahead as we all sprint towards it, I lead the group through the streets of the city of Wisconsin, taking out the Zs that stand in our way. Everyone else hangs back around Serena who moves fast- for a pregnant woman- which is still pretty slow. Murphy and Cassandra stroll casually before me, Murphy walks under a yellow and blue umbrella held by Cassandra as he cockily struts down the pavement. We finally pass them and jog up the street.

     "Wisconsin Cheese Day Parade?" 10k reads the sign we pass.

     "You betcha!" Addy laughs as she helps Serena run.

     "Explains the cheese hats!" I observe as I fall back to shoot a Z wearing a very dirty, triangle-shaped cheese hat who looks to have died face-first in the fondue.

     "Hey, I thought you control these things," Vasquez asks Murphy as he drops back next to him and Cassandra.

     "Not that many," Murphy tells the man. "And not for you."

     We run up the hill and past a cheese wheel the size of a couple trucks stacked on top of each other. I eye it curiously as Doc turns back around to look at it; "Woah- wait a minute, is that cheese?" He asks as Serena collapses in a fit of coughs.

     "No way! The world's biggest wheel of cheese?" 10k asks, turning to him as Serena starts to puke through the head hole of one of those cut-out characters that you stick your face through and take pictures of.

     "It's not real Doc! Come on, we got to go! Puppies and kittens!" Warren calls as the man takes a chunk out of the wheel.

     "No, it is real!" He tells Warren, turning around with a slice of it on his knife.

     "Hey, hey come on. Let's go- we gotta move," Vasquez tells him as he runs up to the older man.

     "Hey, let's go!" Warren orders, twirling her finger in the air in a 'wrap-it-up' manor.

     "She's not moving," Addy tells Warren as she turns away from where she's been rubbing the puking Serena's back.

     "Well those Zs certainly are," I point out before raising my scope to my eye and taking out a female z that limps along in a red 'kissing booth' costume.

     "Got an idea," Warren says before heading towards the cheese wheel, "Doc, I need that cheese," she tells him.

     "Come on Warren, can't a man eat a giant cheese wheel in peace?" Doc asks.

     "Oh yeah 'cause peace is certainly what's headed straight for us, looking to chow down," I scoff before taking out the Z with the sousaphone, the bullet goes straight through the Z's head and ricochets off the brass instrument and into a different Z's head.

     "Nice one," Vasquez praises.

     "Remember Philly?" Warren asks.

     "Oh no, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Doc groans.