I swear I am not obsessed with zombies.
But I seem to have written another thingy for the Zombie Commentfic Challenge. Being Human drabble, George and Mitchell, prompt: there's a dead girl in the garden.
"There's a dead girl in the garden," said George accusingly, dropping the curtain.
"Not my fault," said Mitchell.
"Really. I suppose your teeth just accidentally happened to close around her neck."
"I didn't do it."
"Right. Moon's not full, so it wasn't me, and it couldn't have been Annie. Couldn't you have left the body somewhere else?" He opened the curtain again, turned - and stared as the dead girl shuffled toward the house.
"Told you. Bet she wants a room."
George shook his head. "I live with a vampire and a ghost, fine. But I draw the line at zombies."
"There's a dead girl in the garden," said George accusingly, dropping the curtain.
"Not my fault," said Mitchell.
"Really. I suppose your teeth just accidentally happened to close around her neck."
"I didn't do it."
"Right. Moon's not full, so it wasn't me, and it couldn't have been Annie. Couldn't you have left the body somewhere else?" He opened the curtain again, turned - and stared as the dead girl shuffled toward the house.
"Told you. Bet she wants a room."
George shook his head. "I live with a vampire and a ghost, fine. But I draw the line at zombies."