Negan swings Lucille, turning the dead fucks head to mush. The little girl cries, clinging to what remains of her mother, which isn't much, as the dead have been at her. Negan kneels beside her. "Hey, is this yours sweetie?" He asks softly, picking up a teddy bear from the ground.
She nods.
"Well, we need to keep him safe don't we?" Negan smiles. "What's his name?"
"Harry," she says.
"Would you and Harry like to come with me? I can keep you both safe," Negan promises.
Negan carries her back to the sanctuary, as she sleeps against his shoulder.
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Negan 100 word challenge
FanfictionA Negan story (drabble) in 100 words or under, using a different prompt each time. Prompt suggestions welcome.
