After walking, for a few minutes. The girls and AJ, made their way through the forest and found the old shack. Brody was the first one to speak to the others. Brody sure is the type of person that still love to daydream. I don't think Clem remember when she met someone like that.
Brody: You know, I've been thinkin'... I wish we could all go on a road trip together.
Violet: Road trip? Why bother? It's not like there's anything worth seeing anymore.
Brody: Oh, c'mon. I'm sure there's plenty of stuff to see. Maybe Clem could show us around. You're able to get a car working and you know how to drive!
Violet: Barely.
Brody: C'mon, Vi! I've never driven in my life, but I'd love to learn.
Clem smile. Sure she did had that car crash, but that doesn't count.
Clem: That sounds kind of nice. I love the open road. I wouldn't mind showing you around.
Violet: Just as long as you're not the one driving.
AJ: Are we going to the car?
Clem: No, bud, it's broken.
AJ: Good. I'm sick of the car.
The group reaches the fishing shack. Brody walks up to a rusty pickup truck.
Brody: I wish this old rust bucket was still working. We could just jump in and start driving. We could take turns sitting in the back--it'd be like driving one of those cars with the top that goes down!
Violet: We'd run out of gas eventually.
Brody: But still! It's fun to imagine, isn't it? Where would you go, Clem? If you could drive anywhere you wanted? If gas wasn't an issue.
Violet: Or a busted carburetor, or flat tires, or the transmission--
Brody: Buzzkill.
There was so many place Clementine would love to see. For as long as she can remember, she always wonder what the city were like. Without the dead of course.
Clem: You know, I think I'd drive through the heart of a city. Somewhere big like New York.
Brody: All the lights, and the beautiful buildings. I wouldn't even know where to start.
Violet sarcasitc: Oh. Yeah. The biggest city in the world. I'm sure that's nice and safe.
Brody roll her eyes. Then look at the woods.
Brody: I've lived here my entire life. Heck, I'd say I know every inch of these woods. I'd kind of like to un-know it.
Violet: No use dreaming of what could be. We've got shit to do.
Brody: Yeah. I guess we should get to work on those fish. We got spears inside the shack. C'mon.
Violet: You go ahead. I'll stay out here.
Brody, Clem, and AJ go inside the shack. Once inside, AJ close the door, then walk over to where there was bed and sit down. Brody look her the spares.
Brody: Hey...about Vi... I'm sorry she's being a little mean. It's my fault.
Clem: What do you mean?
Brody: I was there when those walkers killed Sophie and Minnie. They were really close with Vi and...I think she blames me for what happened to them. I mean, how do you even apologize for something that fucked up? I don't know. Maybe I deserve it.
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The Final Season: Alternate Legend
FanfictionThe same story from The Walking Dead: The Final Season, but in my alternate version of the story. 1. Marlon will not die, and is Clem's love interest 2. Brody has more lines before she dies 3. Mitch live a little longer but dies protcting Willy 4. B...