[Neo Zone] Population: 23 Kids

Rotten Zombie

Ten and WinWin were casually talking in the basement, Jaemin sprawled out on the floor in front of them after volunteering an exhausting shift with the elementary badminton club, Renjun came running down the stairs, ready to disrupt all of that.

"Slow down, Mini Devil, your shoe's untied." Ten warned, but Renjun solved that by kicking them off at the bottom of the stairs.

"I found zombie skittles." He held up the fun-size package that would've been handed out to trick-or-treaters, an evil smirk on his face.

Jaemin sat up quickly, "Sugar?"

"This seems sketchy. Where'd they come from?" WinWin asked.

"Doesn't matter because now we get to do Russian Roulette with them." Renjun sat next to Jaemin on the floor, Ten and WinWin hesitantly joining them.

"So are we shooting each other with these or something?" Jaemin asked, and Renjun sighed and patted his head.

"Poor Nana, the little kids really messed up your head. Nah, we're just going to take one one-by-one."

"Then what's the point? Aren't they just skittles?" Ten pointed out, so Renjun held up the package once more.

"Zombie. Skittles." He turned the package to read from it. "Basically there's rotten zombie flavored skittles mixed with all the good flavors like red berry, melon, citrus punch, orange, blackberry and black cherry."

"And you don't know what's what?"

Renjun nodded and WinWin shrugged. There's no way skittles would make them too awful. And they had nothing better to do, so why not?

Renjun opened the package and took one out, popping it in his mouth with no hesitation. They watched his expression as he chewed, passing the package to Jaemin.

"Blackberry really isn't my favorite."

Jaemin happily took a skittle, really wanting the sugar because Johnny had caught him trying to get coffee and stopped him. He quickly remembered he really didn't care for skittles.

"Rotten zombie?" Renjun looked a little too excited.

"No, melon."

"You're weird."

The skittles then went to WinWin and Ten, so far no rotten zombie flavors having come about. Until Jaemin grabbed his second skittle. It took a second for him to realize why it tasted so bad, but by then it was too late.

"Oh my god!"

"Does it taste like actual rotten zombie?" Renjun once again looked a little too excited, especially since Jaemin looked like he was dying.

Jaemin just passed the package to WinWin, unable to say anything in his disgust. But because it was WinWin, he ended up with red berry.

"All these flavors are gross because they're fruit. Why are we even doing this?" Ten asked, taking a blue skittle that did end up being citrus punch.

"Because this wouldn't be any fun if I did it on my own." Renjun popped another skittle in his mouth, scrunching his nose within a few seconds. "Oh they got that good. That's what rotten zombie would taste like." 

For something that should've been completely disgusting, he still managed to look slightly amused.

"You're insane." Jaemin hesitantly took another, immediately getting up to spit it out. "Nope. Not doing this again."

"Another?!"

Jaemin spitting it out was enough of an answer for Ten as WinWin took another skittle and passed the package to Ten. Jaemin sat back down, still trying to get the taste out of his mouth.

The thing about the rotten zombie skittles is the flavor explodes in your mouth and sticks like skunk spray. Not even brushing your teeth afterwards helps.

"Oh god that is bad." Ten got up and spit the skittle out, pure disgust on his face.

"There's two left. Rock paper scissors, losers get them?" Renjun suggested, and even though Jaemin was protesting, they made him play too.

Ten and Jaemin ended up losing, each grabbing one of the last two skittles. They put them in their mouth at the same time, Jaemin having to get up to spit it out because it was another rotten zombie. Ten actually ended up with orange, and while it was gross (in his opinion), he was fine.

"I physically feel sick." Jaemin whined, laying back down on the floor with a hand over his stomach.

"Oh you're fine." Renjun patted his head, pretty happy he got to try them and watch people suffer.

Xiaojun then came downstairs and collapsed next to Jaemin, his eyes almost looking like they were spinning.

"That was trippy."

"Are you high?" Ten asked, his eyebrows scrunched together.

"No, Lucas and I mixed pop rocks with applesauce and ate it. I couldn't tell if the popping was in the applesauce cup or my head."