"Ken?" I asked looking up from the ground. When he opened it I had been leaning against it so now I lay on my back on appearingly blood-stained tiles.
"Pewds?" The bearded man asked in surprise and hauled me to my feet.
"You're alive!" I said and wrapped him in a huge hug.
"Yeah, I'm alive. And you're in California?" He said and we broke apart.
"It's a long story, can the others come in?" I asked.
"Others?" He looked outside. They were already walking in a line. Carrying all of our shit. Penny on Charlie's back.
"Yeah, of course," he said realising it was just Cry and some teens. Carrying chainsaws and rifles.
They all greeted him and we sat around his dining table.
"You all look like shit!" He said kind of happily.
"27 hours of walking," I said and if his mouth was full he would have done a spit take.
"From where?" He asked.
"Middle of the desert in Nevada," Tuesday said.
"Oh, let me introduce you all," I started but everyone's eyes where behind me. I heard the gun click.
I turned around slowly. A small woman, Kens age, if not a bit younger, stood behind us with a shotgun pointed at my head.
"Yes. Go ahead and introduce yourselves," she said.
"Karen. It's okay, they're friends. This is Felix, and Ryan," he said. Her ace was blank. "PewDiePie and Cryaotic?" He tried. Nothing.
"They're friends Karen for fucks sake put the gun down!" He said and she finally lowered it.
"Sorry," was all she said, stone cold.
"Sit down," he patted the seat beside him but she sat away from the table behind us.
He sighed.
"Karen!" He said. She sighed and reluctantly sat beside him.
"Put the gun down," he instructed. She glared at him and took the bullets out before throwing it behind her.
"Okay, everyone, this is my girlfriend Karen," he said.
Pretty sure we all hated her.
"My names Tuesday."
"Sally."
"Charlie, and this is Penelope."
"Felix."
"Ryan."
"So how did you find yer way here Felix?" Ken asked. "Felix lives in the UK," he explained quietly to Karen. "Where's Tayla?" He asked but something changed in my facial expression and he apologised.
"Oh Felix I-I'm sorry man," he said. I couldn't really talk now.
"We flew over to NYC when if happened. I was visiting them because of the um," Cry cleared his throat, "the thing. And we were driving so I could fly home, when it happened. So we found a plane which had a pilot in it and we flew to NYC and found some people. Tayla got really sick. Like Cancer sick. It was her idea to uh. Zombify her. So she is still kind of alive. We're trying to find a cure to bring her back," he explained.
He nodded.
"I'm sorry Felix," I pressed my mouth into a thin line and nodded in appreciation.
"We were on our way to Texas but we stopped by to see if you were, alive," Sally said.
"Well, thanks for doing that. It's good to know you two are alive," he said.
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Cure Me (PewDieCry Fanfic 2)
FanfictionSequel to Save Me Felix's adopted daughter Tayla is a zombie. He did it to save her. So the zombie virus would kill the cancer destroying her body. So there was the possibility of saving her. Of reversing the disease and of bringing her back health...