Limelight

Rizzo and Zephyr: The Foot

(Updating every couple of days now so nothing new to say since last time other than I love this concept and I love the twins~)

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You know what sucks? Being twelve. And you know what makes it even worse? When you're a twelve-year-old zombie with a twin brother like Zephyr Styx. And Rizzo was the only person in the world with that unique, and exhausting, experience.

All because zombies were capable of removing their limbs. And each other's limbs.

It was the middle of winter and although zombies' weren't nearly as effected by the cold as humans wore, that didn't mean they didn't get a little chilly from time to time. And Rizzo was bundled up in a blanket with a cup of bloody cocoa, reading. Or, she was, until Zephyr threw her door open, making demands right off the bat.

"Riz, I need your blanket."

"Why?"

"I'm cold."

She gave him a look of 'yeah, duh' and gestured to the window where they could still see the snow falling, "And? So am I?"

"You've got a drink," Zeph pointed out.

"Go make one for yourself, then. I'm not giving up the blanket," she took a sip and went back to her book.

"That takes effort."

She didn't look up, "Mm-hmm..."

When he didn't say anything else, but she didn't hear him leaving, Rizzo started to worry. The blanket was suddenly ripped away from her body and she gasped, putting the mug down and standing up. Before Zephyr could get out the door again, she had seized it and started a tug-of-war, which she eventually won. But her brother didn't give up easily.

Once her back was turned, he dived to the floor and grabbed her leg, instantly bringing her crashing down along with him. The blanket floated to the ground, forgotten.

"You're not getting very far without your foot...!"

"Don't you dare!"

With Rizzo kicking erratically to try and get him off, Zephyr struggled to keep his grip on her but he was determined to follow through on his threat. He squeezed her ankle until the skin ripped, then the muscle crumpled and he twisted until the bone popped out and hurried to shuffle away from her. He held her foot up out of reach as he scrambled to his feet, still catching his breath.

"Zephyr..."

He tucked the foot under his arm and took off. Rizzo slowly got up, leaning against the wall, but he was already down the stairs and out the front door. It had stopped snowing now and the street was covered in a layer of white. Zed was out with his little sister, who had to be only about two or three, and the two of them were building a snowman together in their mini light garden opposite the Styx family's house.

"Hey, Zed!" Zephyr called out and the siblings both turned to look, "Heads up!"

He tossed the foot over to him like a football and Zed easily caught it. His eyes widened and he stifled a laugh.

"Is this Rizzo's?"

"Uh-huh," he nodded proudly.

Zoey stood on tiptoes, trying to get a look at it. Zed managed to keep it out of her reach, but then she got an idea, "Zedka, gava! Zama garzog!" Zed, bury it! Like a dog!

"Geh, zon..." Hey, no... Zed started but Zephyr shrugged.

"No, no, it's cool," he crouched down in front of Zoey, "If she wants bury it, then lets bury it."

Zed didn't need any more convincing.

By the time Rizzo had maneuvered herself down the stairs and over to the open front door on one foot, the three of them were piling snow on top of it.

"That better not be what I think it is, Zephyr!"

Zed and Zoey looked up, suddenly afraid, but Zephyr just laughed, "What if it is? How you gonna get over here?"

Rizzo was seething and Zoey glanced from her brother, to Rizzo and back again with a scared look in her eyes.

"Zongro...?" Is this bad...?

Rizzo called out to her before either of the boys could say anything, "Zon ru bragan, zreeka!" It's not your fault, sweetie! she threw an irritated look at Zephyr, "Ag zonzrar janook." It's my idiot brother.

Zoey immediately scowled up at Zed and Zephyr and went about digging up the foot. They stood there, watching in stubborn silence, as she took it back to Rizzo. She then skipped past them and went back inside, Zed groaning as he realised he would probably be in trouble now. He followed her in while Zephyr, still smirking as his sister sat on the porch, grumbling to herself.

"You're insane," she muttered, just barely looking up as he reach the drive.

"Says you."

"I could've gotten hypothermia or something!"

Zephyr bit his lip to keep from laughing, "Can zombies even get hypothermia?"

Rizzo paused in her work, lifting her head to scowl at him, "I don't wanna be the one who finds out!" then resumed attaching her foot, "And getting a sweet, innocent little kid like Zoey to play along, that is a new low, Zeph."

"Worth it."