Walking Dead Game Collection

"The Little Things"

Title: The Little Things
Characters: Louis, Marlon, Violet, Clementine, AJ, Aasim, Mitch, Ruby, Willy, Tenn, Omar
Summary: Little moments between Louis and Marlon during the average week at Ericson.
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"Louis, I need you to go fishing with Violet."

Louis sighed, loudly and vocally, clearly to get on Marlon's nerves. "Why don't you ever run errands? Why is it always us?"

"Because someone needs to stay here and man the ship."

Louis playfully rolled his eyes, pushing himself to his feet and moving away from the picnic table he'd been at with Clem and AJ. "Don't know how you can man a ship when you refuse to go near the water." Marlon raised a brow challengingly. Louis smirked and continued away.

From the table, Clem piped in. "You know, an outsider would think you guys were rivals instead of best friends."

Marlon rolled his eyes and, despite him already turning away, Clem could see the ghost of a smirk on his lips. "That's how you can tell we're best friends," Clem raised a brow as he started away. He turned before he went through Ericson's front doors, smirking as he popped one open. "We drive each other crazy."

When they returned, Louis held up the one fish he caught. Violet had two in her basket. Marlon crossed his arms and smirked. "See, fishing isn't that bad."

"Sometimes," Louis said, swinging his fish and smacking Marlon in the face.

Marlon's jaw dropped, Violet snorted, and Omar, Aasim, and Ruby sitting at the front table all burst into laughter.

Clementine, hauling firewood from the back of the school to use after they all had dinner, paused seeing Marlon's shocked expression. Seeing Violet's basket as she made her way past him, she put two and two together. "Maybe go wash your face?" She suggested with a smirk. AJ, following up behind her, felt lost.

Marlon closed his eyes. That meant he needed to go down to the stream.

"Night Marlon," Louis said, his teasing done for the day.

"Night Louis,"

"Sleep well, okay?" Louis called over his shoulder.

"Only if you do."

Louis smiled as he continued away. It was the way they'd always parted ways come evening through the entirety of the apocalypse. Their streak of saying it every night had never been broken. Not a single day.

The next morning, Marlon woke up to his clipboard not in the office. Wandering outside in search of it, he spotted Louis speaking to a growing audience of Ericson kids. Just as he parted his lips to speak, and just as he spotted his clipboard in Louis' hands, he heard the male begin.

"Clem, if you, AJ, and Tenn could go fishing, that means Violet, Aasim and I can go hunting, Omar and Ruby can stay back and cook, and Marlon can do," he hesitated, eyes lifting from the clipboard for a moment, "whatever he does."

Marlon cleared his throat and Louis spun around. All other Ericson kids had long since noticed his presence. "What are you doing?" Marlon asked before Louis had a chance to fumble out an introduction.

Louis smirked. "Manning the ship?"

Marlon snatched his clipboard out of his hands and shooed him away. "Well, go get hunting, I guess." The entire way out, Louis smirked triumphantly. "Way to stick it to the man," Marlon heard Violet say. All he could do was chuckle under his breath and roll his eyes.