En route to Fast Eddie's, Saturday evening

[bigdamndean]

Thanks to the information the kids in the library had found, Zoe and Deadpool had managed to come up with the beginnings of a plan. This was why Zoe had grabbed the first gremlin she could find - the one that seemed to like hiding out by her office - and was glaring at it as they headed through town, as a warning to keep it from biting her or her

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[solo_sword]

Jaina had been fighting zombies on her own, but she wasn't exactly going to disagree with the comment from the principal. Call it a rank thing. "Thanks for having us," she said, also biting her tongue against several comments about their new gremlin friend. It was still a little soon.

[zombiemcbitey]

Bob, having been terrifying humbled by Zoe's glare, sidled up beside Jaina. He felt better beside her. After all, he was almost as tall as she was. Maybe she'd protect him if the scary principal got glarey again.

[solo_sword]

Jaina glared down at the gremlin. Which, by the way, she was not nearly he same height as. "Really," she said. "We're using the buddy system now? Nothing's biting me this week, including you."

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny took a drag off her cigarette and said, "You can't come stand by me, either."

[zombiemcbitey]

Bob looked forlornly at both Jenny and Jaina before gulping hugely and going to stand next to Zoe. She couldn't kill him, she was the principal and these were students and that would just set a bad example.

Also, he worked in the office, she was staff, they had a bond.

Bob's mind worked in weird ways.

[bigdamndean]

Zoe glanced down at the gremlin and sighed. "You can stay close to me, but if you bite me, the girls have permission to take you down."

[zombiemcbitey]

Bob, now feeling a little more comfortable with this group of very scary women, tucked close to Zoe's leg. He hadn't planned for this to happen. In fact, he'd planned to hole up in his little home and read the latest edition of Gremlin Weekly. His stocks were sinking and Bob was preparing for a weekend of depressed biting.

And now this. He was just an office worker. Now, he was thrust into a situation where three women (who all scared him) wanted his assistance.

...

His assistance. Bob wondered if he could wrangle a pay raise out of this. And maybe get that mean moose fired.

[bigdamndean]

With their gremlin content, Zoe turned her focus back onto the task at hand, keeping an eye out for any unwanted undead guests as they continued on their way. "I don't suppose either of you are particularly skilled in the art of negotiation?" she asked.

[solo_sword]

"Uh," Jaina said, looking a little less stoic and more like she'd been called on in class without having any idea of the answer. "I wouldn't call it skilled. What's the opposite of skilled?" Truth be told, she didn't give herself enough credit there.

[ashockingbitch]

"I'm very good at getting people to do what I want them to," Jenny said. "That counts, right?"

[zombiemcbitey]

After those answers, Bob was very glad he'd chosen to stand by Zoe. The short girl was, apparently, completely untalented and she was coming along into a potentially dangerous situation. Did no one but Bob see anything wrong with this?

The smoking girl reminded him of a time bomb. Or of some of the female office workers when they didn't get their coffee. Just downright scary.

Bob wondered if he should have said goodbye to his gremlin friends before agreeing to this.

[bigdamndean]

"That...could be useful," Zoe admitted. "Maybe I'll try talking first, and we'll see how it goes."

She was grateful for the size of the town when it didn't take that much longer to get to the spot underneath Fast Eddie's. At least, Zoe assumed it was the right spot. She made sure that she was in front of the girls, and if Bob wanted to stay close too, well, she wouldn't stop him for now.

[zombiemcbitey]

The Voodoo Gremlin (or, as they called him during the bi-weekly gremlin coffee mornings, Robert) had been preoccupied in his gremlin-like fashion. He was laying cards (deeply mysterious cards) and the candles by his side flickered omniously.

By his feet, a young gremlin chewed on his own leg. "Gueeeests."

[zombiemcbitey]

Bob (who was not called Robert, thank you, he was just Bob, Bob was much cooler) hadn't ever met the Voodoo Gremlin before. He'd only heard the stories told around the tiny campfires the gremlins had in the vents of the dormitories when no one was paying attention.

Bob skittered forward some and held up one small, green hand. "We come in peace."

Look, Bob like movies, okay? A gremlin's life could get sort of monotonous. Eight hours of office work and a night full of biting people. Bob had hobbies.

[zombiemcbitey]

"You are Gremlin," Voodoo Gremlin Robert intoned grimly, "Peace is not your part. Biting is. Chompy chompy." He stomped his foot to illustrate. "Why speak such horrible words? Eh?"

"Chompy," added the wee gremlin, "No peeeeace."

[zombiemcbitey]

Robert was right, of course. He was a gremlin, through and through. Even his stupid neckties (except the one from Roz, he loved that one) couldn't disguise that.

"Bring friends, bring friends." Bob pointed to each woman, starting with Zoe. "Leader." And Jaina. "Tiny." And Jenny. "Terror." He didn't go so far as to poke each woman. No deathwish.

"No chompy. They SMASH." Bob punched one fist into his otherh and. "Need help, need help."