Surviving All Out War (BOOK FIVE IN THE SURVIVING THE WALKING DEAD SERIES)

The Good Outweighs the Bad

~DREAM CONTINUED~

"Hey, guys." Carol cooed. I turned back around towards the yard, the scene had changed.

"I don't understand." I mumbled. "Where did everyone go?"

"Different memory, darlin'." Philip smiled.

"Hey, Carol." Past Me waved at Carol, Daryl simply gave her an acknowledging nod.

"You know, I've heard of fancy dinners, flowers and chocolates, but gutting squirrels together? You two have a whole different definition of romance."

"What?" Daryl and Past Me said in unison.

     "No, no, no, this isn't a romance thing." Past Me chuckled nervously. "I lost a bet."

     "A bet?" Carol asked.

     "Daryl bet he could get more squirrels than me, I didn't believe 'em. Loser had to help gut the squirrels."

     "Shouldn't it be loser does all the work?"

     "Not when ya enjoy it." Past Me laughed.

     "You two are strange. Completely, cute, but perfectly, equally strange." Without another word, Carol walked off to work on the laundry, leaving us in an awkward silence.

     "What's with her?" Daryl asked.

     "Beats me. Probably just tryin' to find some form of entertainment."

     "Probably."

     "She should be more like us, we make our own entertainment. Like today, I gotta admit, your squirrel huntin' skills exceed my own."

     "Told ya."

     "Jerk."

     "Bitch." Daryl smirked.

     "Speakin' of huntin, ya never told me you were part squirrel."

     "What?"

     "Did ya not see yourself? Ya scaled a tree and pretended to be a damn squirrel to beat me."

     "I wasn't pretendin' to be a squirrel, it's just easier to hunt 'em in thick trees when you're at their level."

     "Right." Past Me chuckled. "Don't get me wrong, I believe ya, but bein' part squirrel makes more sense. You're a great climber and you're fuckin' nuts."

     "I'm nuts?"

     "Yeah. I've began to wonder if it's just your squirrley side or if you're rabid." Past Me let out a loud gasp as Daryl reached forward and wiped his bloodied hand across Past Me's face. "Daryl!"

     "Now look who's nuts." Daryl smirked. Past Me smiled back and grabbed a handful of squirrel entrails and slammed it into Daryl's face. He tried to cover his face, but past Me got him square in the mouth. "Damn it, Michaela!"

     "You started it!" Daryl quickly shoved me over and wiped more blood onto Past Me's face. "NO! GET OFF!" Past Me laughed.

     "HEY!" Daryl was suddenly tackled to the ground by Shane, causing Past Me to sit up in a panic.

     "GET YOUR FUCKIN' HANDS OFF ME!" Daryl snapped.

     "SHANE, STOP!" Past Me snarled as Past Me quickly stood up and tried to pry Shane off of him. "LET 'EM GO!"