Apocalypse, soon
"Wake up, we have to pack." Janie said quietly, to the child sleeping on the couch. She switched off the television which played a gory horror movie. Normally she'd lecture the child, but today they had other things to worry about.
"I'm sleeping. Go away."
"Wake up. The world is going to end in an hour."
"Wake me up when everyone's dead." The preteen yawned, then pulled a pillow over her head, which Janie promptly yanked away.
"If you don't pack it, you lose it forever."
"MOM. Just go back in time and stop it. I'm too sleepy to deal with this right now."
Janie folded her arms, and looked down at her sleeping child for a moment. Then, she walked to the kitchen and wet a cold cloth.
"This is the real deal Lynn, I can't 'go back in time and stop it'." Janie said "I have a very cold cloth here, and will use it to wake you up so that you can help pack."
"The last time you said the world would end and it didn't." Lynn said, sitting up. "Where are we going to go? Is it just the world, or the whole universe?"
"Shut up and pack. We're taking the boat and..." Janie trailed off, looking around the place that had become home. "Where we're going, we'll be with the people that mean the most to us. Hurry, we don't have much time."
"Mom, why are we packing if-"
"Don't ask questions. Just pack. Everything that's important. All the-- things. The little bits that you've collected, the pictures and memories."
"Did you pack all of your stuff?" Janie nodded right before Lynn ran from the room. She returned just a few moments later with a single backpack. "Let's go Mom. We can't waste any time."
Hand in hand, the mother and daughter walked through the door to their small home for the last time.