[fanfic] Zombie Apocalypse AU Starring Fem!USA- Chapter 10 & 11
Title: Zombie Apocalypse AU Starring Fem!USA- Chapter 10 & 11
Genre: Humor
Characters/Pairings: No pairings. Fem!USA(Amelia), France(Francis), Fem!China (Chun-Yan), U.K.(Arthur), Poland(Feliks), Lithuania(Toris), Estonia(Eduard), fem!Russia(Anya)
Rating: K+
Warnings: Zombie Apocalypse AU
Summary: Eduard shows off his computer skills, Amelia and Feliks play with crayons, and Anya needs to learn how to make friends.
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3 & 4, Chapter 5 & 6, Chapter 7 & 8, Chapter 9
Also on tumblr.
Chapter 10
“We are in this area according to the data I entered into my program,” Eduard explained while he pointed to the map on his laptop screen, “This circle represents the area the other half of our group could possibly in be right now if they survived that attack.”
“That is a handy little program you have there!” Chun-Yan nodded with approval.
Eduard did a manly pose while sparkling. “Why thank you, Miss. I programmed it myself.”
Chun-Yan ignored him while she called out to Arthur. “Hey! Tell your friends to go search this area! We’ll wait for them here until they get back!”
“They said they don’t work for you,” Arthur reminded her.
“You work for me so they work for me by default!”
“Fine… fine.”
Anya emerged from her tent then rubbed her eyes.
“Good morning, Miss Anya.” Eduard quivered. “Chun-Yan declared today a day-off so there was no need to wake you. I calculated where the others in a group might be and…”
Anya wasn’t paying attention as she watched Amelia and Feliks draw in sketchbooks with crayons while Toris sat right next to her while he made lemonade.
Eduard finally realized Anya wasn’t listening to him and changed the subject. “Errr… Um… Unfortunately, Mr. Francis decided to take a nap in Miss Amelia’s wagon but I am sure Mr. Toris will make you something to eat if you would like.”
Anya stormed over and squeezed between Amelia and Toris. “What are you doing?”
“Morning!” Amelia happily waved because she couldn’t read the atmosphere. “We’re having an important brain-storming session! Since we’re in the hero business, we’re coming up with a logo for my truck.”
“Like yeah… Warriors of Justice need a totally awesome logo.” Feliks held up his doodles of ponies dressed up as super heroes. “I think one of these would be a great logo because Amelia has a ton of horsepower!”
Amelia handed Anya a sketchbook. “You can come up with ideas too! Anything will work as long as it’s hero themed.”
Anya reluctantly took the sketchbook from her and grabbed a few crayons from the box.
“Toris,” Feliks whined, “I dropped my crayon! Like… Get it for me!”
“Get out of your wagon and it yourself! Stop being lazy,” Toris grumbled as he handed a cup of lemonade to Amelia.
Feliks pouted and pathetically leaned out of his wagon and tried to reach his crayon. “Can… not… reach…”
Toris sighed and pushed it closer to him with his foot. He began to hand a cup to Anya when he noticed she was drawing a picture of Amelia getting trampled by a horse. As she grabbed for the cup, he snatched her sketchbook away before Amelia saw it.
“Miss Anya!” Toris scolded. “I need to talk to you over there for a moment… alone!”
Anya was shocked as she followed him to a nearby tree. He never acted so brave before. She assumed this was because he had Amelia around for protection.
“Miss Anya,” Toris said sternly, “You have to stop doing things like that. All of us will be together for a long time so you need to learn how to make friends whether you like it or not.”
Anya huffed. “Do not be silly! I know how to make friends!”
“I do not mean by force!”
Anya looked confused. “That is not how you make friends?”
“No!”
“Why do you make things so difficult?”
“You have to calm down and start playing nice, Miss Anya! We all have to work together as a team and help each other out. Just try to get along with Miss Amelia? How about for starters you draw a nice picture? A drawing of something cute such as a kitty or a rainbow would work. No more morbid things, OK?”
She glared at him as he walked away. She muttered to herself, “How does one make friends?”
Chapter 11
It was a blazingly hot day so Amelia and Chun-Yan decided to get some sun on their day off. They put on their bikinis and grabbed beach towels from the trailer.
“This is going to be fun!” Amelia laughed. “I’m surprised that you even give days-off.”
“Well, of course I give days off! Workers need their time-off once in a while. I wouldn’t want my favorite employee getting worn out from all that running.” Chun-Yan spread out her towel on the grass. “I couldn’t have picked a better day!”
“As long as there is no one around to save, I can use some relaxation.”
The guys admired the view from a safe distance to avoid any unnecessary conflicts. The internet was no more so they had to get their kicks somewhere. The zombie outbreak made them realize that they all really, really missed the internet. This was the only “entertainment” they were going to get for a while so they might as well enjoy it. They pretended they were doing something productive so the girls wouldn’t catch them leering at their butts.
Anya sat in the shade tapping her pen on a notebook. She didn’t like to be out in the sun. The only sun she liked was sunflowers. With this notebook, she wanted to brainstorm and write down ideas on how to make friends without using threats of violence. The page was still blank. Making friends the normal way is hard.
Toris broke away from the group of ogling guys and went into Chun-Yan’s trailer to search for something. After and few minutes, he exited the trailer and headed over to Anya and handed her a bottle of sunblock. “Miss Anya, I think this can help you.”
Anya stared at him questionably as he returned to the group of perverts. She does not tan. Does he want to make a burnt Russian? Why did he give her this stupid bottle anyway? She glanced over her side at Amelia and Chun-Yan lying on their towels sleeping. Did Toris want her to use this bottle as a way of interacting with them?
Anya stood up and slowly creeped over to the sleeping pair. For several moments, she stood over them and wondered how she was going to go about with her plan. When she was ready, she opened the bottle and squirted them both in the back. They quickly awoke.
Chun-Yan yelped and stared at her. “Yaaahhhh! W… What are you doing?”
“Putting this on your backs,” Anya replied as she showed her the bottle. “That is how you use this, yes?”
“Well… Yes… But you can’t leave it like that. You have to rub it all over.”
“Oh.” Anya knelt down between them and started rubbing both their backs.
Amelia shivered. “Eek! Your hands are cold! Brrr!”
“Did you put your hands in the cooler or something?” Chun-Yan asked.
“My hands are always cold,” Anya said with a hint of sadness.
Chun-Yan looked over her shoulder and looked back at the guys who were now getting way too excited over this scene. “What are those stupid boys up too? They are a pathetically desperate bunch.”
Anya glanced behind her and saw Eduard holding his laptop pretty suspiciously towards them. Was he taping this for later viewing? She bent down and whispered to Chun-Yan, “I must smash that laptop. Then I must smash their faces in.”
“Do what you have to do. Just stick to their faces and leave their limbs alone, OK?”
Anya stood up and started to rush the guys as they shrieked and scrambled to get away.
“Um…” Amelia looked at Chun-Yan. “Why did you say to leave their limbs alone?”
“It’s simple! They can’t work with broke limbs…” Chun-Yan chuckled. “But they can work with broken faces!”
“Makes sense,” Amelia nodded and went back to sleep with the sounds of screaming behind her.
Genre: Humor
Characters/Pairings: No pairings. Fem!USA(Amelia), France(Francis), Fem!China (Chun-Yan), U.K.(Arthur), Poland(Feliks), Lithuania(Toris), Estonia(Eduard), fem!Russia(Anya)
Rating: K+
Warnings: Zombie Apocalypse AU
Summary: Eduard shows off his computer skills, Amelia and Feliks play with crayons, and Anya needs to learn how to make friends.
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3 & 4, Chapter 5 & 6, Chapter 7 & 8, Chapter 9
Also on tumblr.
Chapter 10
“We are in this area according to the data I entered into my program,” Eduard explained while he pointed to the map on his laptop screen, “This circle represents the area the other half of our group could possibly in be right now if they survived that attack.”
“That is a handy little program you have there!” Chun-Yan nodded with approval.
Eduard did a manly pose while sparkling. “Why thank you, Miss. I programmed it myself.”
Chun-Yan ignored him while she called out to Arthur. “Hey! Tell your friends to go search this area! We’ll wait for them here until they get back!”
“They said they don’t work for you,” Arthur reminded her.
“You work for me so they work for me by default!”
“Fine… fine.”
Anya emerged from her tent then rubbed her eyes.
“Good morning, Miss Anya.” Eduard quivered. “Chun-Yan declared today a day-off so there was no need to wake you. I calculated where the others in a group might be and…”
Anya wasn’t paying attention as she watched Amelia and Feliks draw in sketchbooks with crayons while Toris sat right next to her while he made lemonade.
Eduard finally realized Anya wasn’t listening to him and changed the subject. “Errr… Um… Unfortunately, Mr. Francis decided to take a nap in Miss Amelia’s wagon but I am sure Mr. Toris will make you something to eat if you would like.”
Anya stormed over and squeezed between Amelia and Toris. “What are you doing?”
“Morning!” Amelia happily waved because she couldn’t read the atmosphere. “We’re having an important brain-storming session! Since we’re in the hero business, we’re coming up with a logo for my truck.”
“Like yeah… Warriors of Justice need a totally awesome logo.” Feliks held up his doodles of ponies dressed up as super heroes. “I think one of these would be a great logo because Amelia has a ton of horsepower!”
Amelia handed Anya a sketchbook. “You can come up with ideas too! Anything will work as long as it’s hero themed.”
Anya reluctantly took the sketchbook from her and grabbed a few crayons from the box.
“Toris,” Feliks whined, “I dropped my crayon! Like… Get it for me!”
“Get out of your wagon and it yourself! Stop being lazy,” Toris grumbled as he handed a cup of lemonade to Amelia.
Feliks pouted and pathetically leaned out of his wagon and tried to reach his crayon. “Can… not… reach…”
Toris sighed and pushed it closer to him with his foot. He began to hand a cup to Anya when he noticed she was drawing a picture of Amelia getting trampled by a horse. As she grabbed for the cup, he snatched her sketchbook away before Amelia saw it.
“Miss Anya!” Toris scolded. “I need to talk to you over there for a moment… alone!”
Anya was shocked as she followed him to a nearby tree. He never acted so brave before. She assumed this was because he had Amelia around for protection.
“Miss Anya,” Toris said sternly, “You have to stop doing things like that. All of us will be together for a long time so you need to learn how to make friends whether you like it or not.”
Anya huffed. “Do not be silly! I know how to make friends!”
“I do not mean by force!”
Anya looked confused. “That is not how you make friends?”
“No!”
“Why do you make things so difficult?”
“You have to calm down and start playing nice, Miss Anya! We all have to work together as a team and help each other out. Just try to get along with Miss Amelia? How about for starters you draw a nice picture? A drawing of something cute such as a kitty or a rainbow would work. No more morbid things, OK?”
She glared at him as he walked away. She muttered to herself, “How does one make friends?”
Chapter 11
It was a blazingly hot day so Amelia and Chun-Yan decided to get some sun on their day off. They put on their bikinis and grabbed beach towels from the trailer.
“This is going to be fun!” Amelia laughed. “I’m surprised that you even give days-off.”
“Well, of course I give days off! Workers need their time-off once in a while. I wouldn’t want my favorite employee getting worn out from all that running.” Chun-Yan spread out her towel on the grass. “I couldn’t have picked a better day!”
“As long as there is no one around to save, I can use some relaxation.”
The guys admired the view from a safe distance to avoid any unnecessary conflicts. The internet was no more so they had to get their kicks somewhere. The zombie outbreak made them realize that they all really, really missed the internet. This was the only “entertainment” they were going to get for a while so they might as well enjoy it. They pretended they were doing something productive so the girls wouldn’t catch them leering at their butts.
Anya sat in the shade tapping her pen on a notebook. She didn’t like to be out in the sun. The only sun she liked was sunflowers. With this notebook, she wanted to brainstorm and write down ideas on how to make friends without using threats of violence. The page was still blank. Making friends the normal way is hard.
Toris broke away from the group of ogling guys and went into Chun-Yan’s trailer to search for something. After and few minutes, he exited the trailer and headed over to Anya and handed her a bottle of sunblock. “Miss Anya, I think this can help you.”
Anya stared at him questionably as he returned to the group of perverts. She does not tan. Does he want to make a burnt Russian? Why did he give her this stupid bottle anyway? She glanced over her side at Amelia and Chun-Yan lying on their towels sleeping. Did Toris want her to use this bottle as a way of interacting with them?
Anya stood up and slowly creeped over to the sleeping pair. For several moments, she stood over them and wondered how she was going to go about with her plan. When she was ready, she opened the bottle and squirted them both in the back. They quickly awoke.
Chun-Yan yelped and stared at her. “Yaaahhhh! W… What are you doing?”
“Putting this on your backs,” Anya replied as she showed her the bottle. “That is how you use this, yes?”
“Well… Yes… But you can’t leave it like that. You have to rub it all over.”
“Oh.” Anya knelt down between them and started rubbing both their backs.
Amelia shivered. “Eek! Your hands are cold! Brrr!”
“Did you put your hands in the cooler or something?” Chun-Yan asked.
“My hands are always cold,” Anya said with a hint of sadness.
Chun-Yan looked over her shoulder and looked back at the guys who were now getting way too excited over this scene. “What are those stupid boys up too? They are a pathetically desperate bunch.”
Anya glanced behind her and saw Eduard holding his laptop pretty suspiciously towards them. Was he taping this for later viewing? She bent down and whispered to Chun-Yan, “I must smash that laptop. Then I must smash their faces in.”
“Do what you have to do. Just stick to their faces and leave their limbs alone, OK?”
Anya stood up and started to rush the guys as they shrieked and scrambled to get away.
“Um…” Amelia looked at Chun-Yan. “Why did you say to leave their limbs alone?”
“It’s simple! They can’t work with broke limbs…” Chun-Yan chuckled. “But they can work with broken faces!”
“Makes sense,” Amelia nodded and went back to sleep with the sounds of screaming behind her.