The Walking Dead One shots (English versión)

Wooden carts. (Mitchentine.)

Everyone says that Mitch can be a asshole, but he has a good heart.

Clem was sitting on the stairs of the school watching Aj play with Tenn, previously both had fought for one of Tenn's toys, being she the one who had to intervene and scold Aj reminding him that the toys are from Tenn.

Something that made her feel very bad since being very busy surviving could never afford to look for toys for Aj, sometimes she found some toys she could not keep in her backpack due to the little space she would use for food and other supplies .

"Hey Clem... Are you okay? You look a little downcast." Mitch says, pulling her out of his thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry!" Clem said straighten up.

"Come on Clem, you've been watching the children sadly for a while now, you can tell me what's up." Mitch said sitting next to the brunette.

"It's just, I've never been able to get Aj a toy, every time he and Tenn fight over a toy... I don't know... I feel bad."

"Well, if you want... I can make Aj a toy."

"...Really? Do you know how to make toys?" Clem asked incredulously widening his eyes.

"Yeah, I make wooden cars with my knife, if you want I can make a few."

"I would like to... Thank you." Mitch nodded with a friendly smile.

***

The next day Mitch was lying in his room, until someone knocked on his door. "It's open."

The door opened revealing the brunette carrying a pile of logs. "Hey Mitch."

"Clem? What do you need?"

"I came to bring you wood for the cars." Clem said as he left wooden logs on his desk.

"Wow, you took it seriously." Mitch said as he sat down.

"When it comes to Aj... I ALWAYS take it seriously."

"..."

"Ammm... I was wondering if ... Would you need help to make the cars?" Clem asked, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"You want to help me?"

"Yes if you do not mind."

"...Of course"

***

During the following days Mitch and Clem were working making carts for Aj. "Agh ... how do you do it?" Clem groaned with annoyance.

"What are you talking about?"

"Wheels, how do you do it? Mine looks more like an egg."

"Everything is on your pulse and the movement of your wrist. Here, let me show you." Mitch approached behind Clem taking his hands while teaching him how to make the wheels. "Look, you just turn your wrist gently while carving the wood."

"...Where did you learn to do it?" Clem asked.

"Oh, I learned by myself... when I was a child and I was here there weren't enough toys for everyone, so I decided to make my own toys."

"Although I have to confess that the former looked more like yours after you crashed and it will explode." Mitch said with a laugh at the brunette.