Walkers Can't Climb (The Walking Dead/Carl)

Walkers Can't Climb

3 years.

"So you're saying that she could kill a whole heard of Walkers with just her sword." I couldn't believe what Carl was saying was true.

"Yup."

"Woah." I was amazed at this, Michonne person. She sounded pretty cool.

We were enjoying a nice meal of cereal together as Rick slept in the other room. We were making small talk. Avoiding any topics about family. I guess he also lost some people.

"What are we gonna do tomorrow?" I asked curiously.

"Walk around the forest, look for survivors, gather some more supplies, kill the dead. The usual."

"Sounds fun." I mumbled, sarcastically.,

"If you think that's fun, you have some serious issues."

"Well, I guess I have some serious issues."

"You do."

I sighed. There's not much to talk about these days. No tv shows to discuss, no school, no work. Just survival.

"You said that you read comics."

"Yes, yes I did."

"Do you have any right now? That you can perhaps let me... Borrow?"

"Sure." He said as he he shuffled through his bag. "I'm done this one."

He passed me an old Spider-Man comic."

"Thanks." I looked at it eagerly.

"You said that you draw."

"I did"

"Can I see?" I passed him my notepad and he flipped through the pages as I read his comic book.

"These aren't bad"

"No, they're not." I said, modestly.

We look at each other for one awkward moment. I looked into his dazzling blue eyes as he looked into mine. One simple action created a surge of energy between us. I quickly looked away, blushing.

"You are socially awkward." He pointed out.

"Yeah, I guess I am." I sighed.

I continued reading the comic as he continued admiring my drawings. Once he finished looking through the notebooks he scooted over and leaned over my shoulder, looking at the comic. I finished reading and handed it back to him.

"Thanks." I yawned.

"We should get to sleep."

"Yeah, sounds good."

"But firstly," he walked over to the front door, "gotta block the doors."

I nodded my head in agreement. I decided to sleep on the couch, since Carl and Ricks sleeping bags were both on the ground. I grabbed a pillow and instantly passed out into a deep slumber.

I woke up to Carl yelling, but not at me.

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP!"