So Long and Goodnight (a killjoy/MCR Fan Fiction)

Plans

We ended up with 10 hand drawn posters. 3 mine and 7 from her. she was a pretty good drawer though. I help her hang them around the room with some duct tape I also found in the closet. after we were finished we both stepped back at smiled at our work.

"I like it." i exclaim.

"Me too." says another behind us. Fuzz, that's her new nickname from me, turns around and and tackle/hugs the stranger. I turn around and see that it's party.

"Where were you? I was all alone!" fuzz yells and mocks anger.

"I was talking to fun goul."

"Oh yeah how is he?" I ask.

"Doing better thanks to you."

"Glad I could help you guys." I return.

"I wanna go see goul! I miss him!" fuzz drags party back towards the hospital. before they leave party turns around. "when I get back we need to talk." he says in all seriousness. they then leave. everyone else is gone, probably practicing in the gym. yes we have our own personal gym, isn that awesome? I lounge in the lounge feeling lazy for awhile. I hate laying low, it's incredibly boring!

I don't know how much time has passed all I know it's evening. some killjoys have come back to the den talking about fights and stragedies, that sorta stuff. They ask me all those important things like, which way is better? hand to hand or weapons? Attack from front or back? bullets or ray? that stuff. it bored the crap outta of me, honestly who decided me as leader if I can't even sit still when talking about battle plans? eventually cherry shows up and we talk awhile. I always have fun with her, she makes me laugh. in the end we look as if we've taken drugs because everything we do or say is absolutely hilarious and we giggle. after some time fuzz and party come back.

"Hey fuzzball, have a good chat." I say laying on Cherri's lap while she plays with my hair. Me and cherry are layed all out on the three person couch taking every space as ours. I lift my feet up of the last spot on the doffs and fuzz sits down and I put my feet in her lap. I am incredibly comfy even though I'm balanced on two people. "yeah, goul is getting better! Stitch says he might be able to walk again." fuzz answers in all excitement. "Great." cherry answers this time. we all go silent, us three comfortable as ever while party stands, obviously uncomfortable, in the corner. "um, gypsy? can we talk?"

"Okie dokie." I hop off the couch and fuzz replaces my position on Cherri's lap.

He leads me out halfway down the bedroom hallway. "what is it?"

"Nothing I just think if I'm going to be staying here for awhile, we should get to know eachother."

"Like our pasts and stuff?"

"Yeah."

"Um, how about no. I don't tell my killjoys that, what makes you think I'll spill to you?" I say sarcastically. this guy is a major nosey pants.

"Fine, at least tell me what you and Dr. d were disscussing." this guy sure is persistant. fine whatever, I'm sick of his begging.

"Fine. but you can't tell everyone else. that will only panic them." he nods. eager I guess. I grab his hand and pull him into my room. he sits down on neons bed, which is the closest.

"Do you remember zombies?"

"Yeah."

"Well it's like that. the Bl/inds are developing a new serious that makes the dracs completely indestructible. They can be shot in the head, leg, heart? they'll just get up again and kill you. Now, they are still in the developing stages but they're moving fast and not only do they have the new serum, they're starting to,swarm.they are bringing in dracs from all units. D thinks they're planning to attack with the serum behind them. take out all of us this time." he stares at the floor now. head in his hands. disbelief swarming his eyes. all he mutters is,"shit." he then looks at me after awhile. "do you got a plan?"