Imagines & Preferences
Daryl Dixon
Rick Grimes
Carl Grimes
Merle Dixon
Glenn Rhee
Negan
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Wait, what?" you asked Carl while slightly laughing
"I said," He paused to chuckle at your bewildered expression, "how mad do you think Daryl would get if we stole his crossbow?"
"Are you kidding?! He'd have our heads!" You blew up giggling with your eyes closed until your stomach hurt. You finally glanced at Carl to see his face unmoving, "Wait... Are you serious?"
"Can you just imagine his reaction!?" He threw is hands up in excitement and wide eyes
"Well, you can have fun with that becau—-"
"Y/N!" You heard the familiar hick voice call from outside Carl's cell
"Speak of the devil.." you muttered while rolling your eyes as you stood from Carl's bed
You had found the group when they were on Mr. Green's farm. Everyday you would deliver the town's daily paper and Beth would always invite you in for a nice glass of sun tea.
It was always so peaceful on the farm. Your parents never really monitored or cared where you spent your time. They were never really around when you needed them, but the Green family always was.
Of course, that was all before the dead people roamed and developed a sudden taste for human flesh.
"Y/N!" Daryl's voice called out again
"Chill dude, I'm coming.." You spoke as you walked out of the cell.
Daryl was standing halfway up the stairs staring at your cell; definitely notexpecting you to come out of Carl's.
"What in the Hell do you think your doing?" He asked in a stern voice
"Hanging out with Carl.. What in the Hell do you think you're doing?" you retorted with a slight hint of sass as you walked and stood at the top of the stairs
He glared daggers at you and took a few steps closer
"We're go—-"
"Daryl" a smooth southern accent interrupted him, "What's taking so long?"
"Hey Rick" you smiled and waved as he walked into the cell block
"Lace up. We're going on a run" He said as he began to walk up the stairs, "Where's Carl?"
"Right here" Carl spoke as he stepped from his cell and walked to where you were standing
"You too" Rick spoke as he handed Carl his gun
"He's goin' too?" Daryl asked, obviously not to fond of the idea
"Course he is, " Rick smiled, not noticing Daryl's tense body and killer stare at Carl
