The Walking Dead Clementine X Male Reader

Chapter 47: Welcome to Howe's Garden Center

You're all still stuck in the truck. It's very quiet between everyone. You feel the truck rumble as it drives on the road.

Kenny: Alright, we gotta do something. Come on. Anyone got anything sharp? Anything? We need to get these bindings off! Hey! Kids, help me find something to get these off. Anything sharp that could cut these...

Rebecca: And what good is that gonna do?

Kenny: The hell is wrong with you people? We gotta get out of here.

Clem: Like what?

Kenny: What do you mean, "like what"? Something sharp. Anything that can help! A fuckin'--I don't know. Anything!

You: Kenny, she means that the truck's fucking empty...

Kenny: First off, we're in it, so it ain't exactly empty. If you don't wanna help, then just say so, okay? I'll do it myself.

You: That's not what I'm saying. I'm saying that if there was something that we could use, we'd have found it by now.

Kenny: We're in a fuckin' precarious position here. We gotta do something about that!

Carlos: Settle down, Kenny. They took everything. We have to keep a level head.

Rebecca: He's right. You don't know Bill like we do.

Kenny: Bill? This whole time it's Carver, Carver, Carver, now he's fuckin' Bill? Oh, I see what it is. Y'all are just gettin' a ride home, aren't ya? That's what's goin' on here.

Nick: Say that again.

Kenny: I'd stay out of this, boy.

Nick: Mister, I ain't a boy.

Kenny: No, right...you're a man.

Rebecca: You don't understand. He's different...he's worse.

Kenny: The fuck are you talkin' about?

Rebecca: He wants to punish us.

You: You guys could've at least let us in on who the hell he is.

Kenny: Fuckin' A right, they could'a! You also didn't tell us he was a fuckin' psychopath!

Carlos: You have no idea what you're dealing with!

Kenny: Oh, he gave me a pretty good goddamn idea back at the lodge, and I don't intend to sit around here and let that happen to the rest of us! I'm tryin' to help!

Carlos: I'm sure Walter really appreciated your help.

You: Fuck you, Carlos!

Sarita: That's not fair! You're blaming him for the actions of a madman.

Carlos: I am pointing out that, regardless of intent, there are consequences to rash actions. Something that he seems to be misreading as capitulation.

Kenny: I dunno what the fuck you're saying, but I know it's bullshit! We have to do something!

Sarita: Kenny...

Rebecca: You can't reason with him.

You spot a broken pipe.

You: Kenny, look! You say, pointing at the pipe.

Kenny: Oh, shit. Jackpot! Nice catch!

Kenny stands up and walks over to the pipes.

Carlos: Sit down. You're going to get us all killed!

Kenny starts using the jagged edges of the broken pipe to cut through his binds.

Kenny: Y'all don't know what you're talking about. We get cooped up in some kennel like a buncha fuckin' dogs, it's over.