Survival Mode

Chapter Six

"If everyone could gather in the living room, please!" Doctor Wilson summoned for the dwellers. He then turned to Peso and waved him over. "Prepare us some tea. This talk possibly will take awhile."

Peso looked down and nodded his head. "Yes, sir." He turned away from Doctor Wilson and entered the nearby kitchen.

Dashi was the first one down. She looked to her father with confusion. "Is it time for the meeting?" He nodded his head. She smiled and turned her head to the staircase she had just climbed down. "Everyone, if you could please join us in the living room! It is time for the meeting!"

Shellington was the second to appear, followed by Tweak and Kwazii, and lastly Tunip. They settled themselves into the comfortable chairs and couches in the room. Peso came out of the kitchen with a plate covered with cookies and a tea pitcher in his other hand. He set them onto the table and turned to Doctor Wilson. "I will bring the cups momentarily, then we can start the meeting."

As he turned to leave, Dashi stood, her face full of anger. She pointed directly to Peso as if she were about to protest. Sure enough, she did. "Father, this isn't fair! Peso should not be given the task to prepare us unnecessary treats! We need to preserve food, father, there isn't much left! He -" Peso waved his hands to stop her. She released a sigh, crossed her arms and sat back down. "I apologize."

Doctor Wilson nodded his head. "As you should. Peso, if you would bring the cups immediately? We must start this meeting right now." He nodded his head to him then gave Dashi an 'I'm sorry' look. Peso then turned away and entered the kitchen. When he arrived with the cups, Doctor Wilson stood. "Thank you for this, Peso. Now, to introduce ourselves once more. Who would like to to first?"

The room was silent for several moments. Then, the girl with blonde hair and green eyes stood. "I'll go. Hello everyone, my name is Tweak Harrell. Of course, the majority of you know that. I'm twenty-three years old. I used to work as an engineer with my parents until they died. I joined Shellington's group not long after that."

She sat and Doctor Wilson stood. "It is a honor to meet you, Tweak. I am extremely sorry for your loss. If I recall, you mentioned the ability of engineer work. That will come in handy. Who will take the next turn?"

The man beside her stood. He had a mixture of auburn and orange as a hair color. His eyes were a gray / blue. "The name's Kwazii Young. I am twenty-four years old. I suppose you could say my life isn't all that interesting. I grew up with a family, went off to college, moved on with my life and finally joined Shellington's group."

Doctor Wilson nodded his head and motioned to Shellington. "Seems as if you have a lot to explain about this 'group'. Do tell us."

Shellington stood. His hair was dark brown and his eyes were an ocean blue. "Yes, my name is Shellington. Shellington Bjorgman, to be exact. I'm twenty-five. My parents were drug addicts. Though, they never officially married. After I was born, the two broke up their relationship but soon reunited and had Tunip. Not long after he was born, they both died due to an overdose of drugs. I formed a group with a motive to start up a business arresting drug addicts."

Doctor Wilson's eyes widened and a pleasurable smile came to his lips. "Oh, so you were a cop?"

He shook his head. "Unfortunately, no, but I applied to be one a couple years back. They declined me due to my age. I was sixteen, but I found the age suitable. By the time I was eighteen, I applied again, but they declined once more. The head said I had to attend college before fully joining. I refused to enter college, so I started up my own group."

Doctor Wilson nodded his head to him. "Oh, I see. Though, I thought you mentioned you were interested in the scientific field? What ever happened to that dream?"

Shellington released a sigh. "I was always interested in the scientific field. Although, I found it impossible to ever become one, so I gave up. That was when I decided I truly wanted to be a cop."

Doctor Wilson gave him a smile. "That makes much more sense, thank you. Your brother...would he like to go next?"

Tunip jumped up without having to be asked twice. He smiled to Doctor Wilson and instantly introduced himself. "The name's Tunip Bjorgman. I am ten years old. Yes, Shellington is my older brother. I went through every step he did."

"You sure have been through a lot in a lifetime, Tunip." Doctor Wilson smiled to him. Next, he stood. "I suppose you all know who I am, but do allow me to introduce myself once more. My name is Doctor Barnacles Wilson. I own a laboratory a short distance from here. Sorry, but I refuse to name my age."

A couple of laughs were shared. Doctor Wilson sat and Dashi stood. "I'm his daughter, Dashi Smith. My age is twenty-two. I was never truly interested in job offers. I always saw myself as hitching up and becoming a stay-at-home mother."

Peso stood after she sat. "I'm Peso Garcia, twenty-one years of age. I help out around the mansion as a living."

Doctor Wilson then clapped his hands to collect their attention. "Now that we have this settled, let us discuss the zombie apocalypse. Last night, we researched fan written stories consisting of zombies. We learned the zombies do not stay outdoors during the daytime, which is a good thing. We will be able to gather supplies from the market but return home immediately when finished."

Dashi spoke next. "We have a lot to do today. If you plan on staying at our mansion, everyone will have a certain job and trade off once in awhile. I have already assigned jobs. Two people will work together to complete their tasks. First team, Peso and my father. You two will be working to prepare the mansion for what is to come tonight. Kwazii and Tweak are second - you two will be leaving for town to gather supplies. I have already created a list. Third team is the remaining three of us, Tunip, Shellington and myself. Our task is to research more information."

"Everyone knows what they are doing?" Doctor Wilson questioned. The six before him nodded. "Very well. We shall separate into our groups and start our tasks." The seven of them separated and started out their jobs. They hoped it would be enough to prepare for the night to come...

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Author's Note: This chapter was absolutely boring and totally sucked, but whatever. XD A couple days ago, otterdog224 and I were privately messaging each other and we came up with an idea. A surprise is to come for all of you! ;) I'm so close to four hundred reads, it's driving me insane. XD

~ Henry