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*She would chuckle at the reference.*

"Nah, but Betty vs. Lucille would be a hell of a showdown, eh?"

*Willow followed close behind, trying her best to stay quiet and not alert the freaks of nature.*

"After we clear this, ya wanna look for supplies or weapons?"

Max: well I'll give you that it would be interesting and we'll kill two birds with one stone gather the socks and food stuff here then if anything we can try finding any first aid stuff and medical supplies while where in here how about it

* he said as he would carefully lead the way inside it was messy in some parts but then others it seemed clean and normal not knowing what was hiding about Max stood ready *

Max: if Anything we'll try finding a gun store or cop shop After this couse we do need the guns and ammo

* he said as he would walk not knowingly stepped on a bag of chips making a loud pop from the bag being bursted open in the distance they could here stuff being tossed and pushed threw a long with heavy breathing *

"Well...damn. Guess that means we go in bashing!"

*Willow would scan the surrounding area. Two on the immediate left, one on the right. She would take a deep breath, then lunged forward planting her boot square in the chest of one of the ones on the left, immediately following up with a gut check to the other one with her bat. The kicked one was down, the gut checked one looked pissed.*

"I uh... I think this one just cussed at me."

*She would shrug, then raise Betty high like He-Man, then brought it down straight on the top of the head of the one still standing. She flipped it off as she saw the unlife from its eyes fade.*

"You okay, bossman?"

*She would turn to check his status before bringing her boot down on the face of the downed zombie, crushing it like the bag of chips Max had previously crushed.*

* Max saw as willow made short work of the two undead but as he would watching he had been grabbed from behind by a zombie *

Max: shit let go of me you undead shithead

* he said as he would beck up into the shelves nocking over what ever was left on them before flipping the zombie onto its back before pinging the saw part into its lower half and cut up to the head he would turn to willow with a exhausted nod * Max: ya just peachy no bites though so I got to say I'm pretty lucky * he said as he would flip the sledge saw to the opposite side with the sledge part ready for whatever else that wanted to discuss prices*

Max: I think the zombie cussing at and the one on me were Karen's I mean I can never tell the difference between them am I right * he said laughing a little *

*Willow gasped as she saw the zombie grab him, but sighed in relief as he rolled it to the ground like Walmart used to roll back prices.*

"Heh... Karens. Guess there's a sort of zombie version of them, too! Great work with your discount Manopener."

*A clear reference to Fallout. Willow would walk towards Max, but wasn't paying attention like she normally did. She tripped over the undead bird snack as it's foot twitched, sending her straight into the shelf next to Max. She would catch herself, but snag the sleeve of her jacket on the shelf. She also sustained quite the hit to her head.*

"That... didn't feel good. And now I look like the dummy of the apocalypse."

*She would rub her head and look away from Max. Obviously she wasn't mad at him. Just at herself.*

"I think that was all of them. I'm gonna walk away like this didn't happen. You know... Give you time to decide that you imagined that."

*Willow kept her bat ready, and walked towards the clothing section, still rubbing her head where she just Cobra Kai'd the shelf.*

"Stupid...stupid..... Always make sure you're aware of everything. That's how you get killed..."

*She muttered to herself as she found herself surrounded by the clothing section.*

Max hoping to catch her before she went into the self but he was to late before he winced seeing her hit her head *

Max: you sure you don't need to sit down for a sec I would couse trust me I've done the exact thing at least twice a day in the van but it'll be over my own feet also the man opener was one of the better malee weapons of fallout * he chuckled as he watched her walk away embarrassed he chuckled but he knew he would want to be alone for a minute to if it had happened to him *
Max: I'm going to try and find some toilet paper couse I don't feel like using leaves anymore

* he called out before heading for a cart and pushed it to the toilet paper thankfully it was stocked witch he found was ironic *
Max: get as much toilet paper and hand sanitizer they said now look at where everyones at dead * he said as he stacked up all he could in the cart full of tp then went off to the cloths station not to far from willow Max would find a new shirt the shirt had a homemprovment logo on it and some new shoes they looked more like 90s skating shoes but he didn't really care as long as they fit *

Max: weird even in a apocalypse these clothes won't ever go out of style * he said putting them in the cart and walked in the clothes some more hoping to stumble upon willow *

*Willow found the socks and sat down on the floor. She would pull her boots off, then wretch a bit as she pulled the socks off, throwing them across the room.*

"Yeah, toilet paper would be nice. And maybe some baby wipes? Never can be too clean, ya know?"

*She ripped open the new pack of socks and put a pair on. Even though she needed a shower, the new sock feeling was always a great thing to experience. She would lay all the way on the ground and just look up at the ceiling.*

"I snuck in your van... Before the gas station... I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. When you were throwing stuff in the back... I was under the tarp. I have a bruise on my leg from something you threw in, but I'm not mad... Just... a little scared, I guess."

*She knew she didn't have to say anything, but felt really guilty about hiding it.*

"I had to be sneaky enough that our meeting wouldn't startle you, but also... wouldn't get me killed."

*She continued to look up at the ceiling, awaiting her fate. If he decided to leave her, she probably deserved it.*

* Max was ready to be funny and show the shirt and shoes and the large amount of toilet paper to willow but he wasn't expecting the sudden truth to spill out like it did he was more confused on why she wouldn't had just took him out and take everything *

Max: hold up your telling me socks got you to tell the truth and secondly sorry about that I would've been more careful if I knew I had a human in the back of my van * he said slightly sarcastically but he was more disappointed then angry at her for lying *

Max: you know I've made not good choices ether so I'm going to be the better person and except your confession and I forgive you just don't do it again ok * he said as he would go and lay on the ground next to her looking up *

Max: so you got into a strangers van without the stranger encouraging you to go in it * he said as he couldn't help but laugh a little *

*She would turn on her side, towards him, with her hands between the floor and her face.*

"Yeah... And without even the temptation of candy."

*She chuckled.*

"Why aren't you mad? I would've been mad at me..."

*She peek up at the basket and see the shoes.*

"Nice pick. I had shoes like that once. But I don't have a skateboard anymore, so I don't need those anymore."

*She thought about the sarcastic comment and half smiled.*

"I'm okay. You didn't know. Had you known, one of us may be dead instead of chilling. As for the socks bringing out the truth, no. I just didn't want to go into a new friendship as a liar. I'm many things... Thief, graffiti artist, outcast... But a liar I am not."

Max: well I guess I don't exactly have a reason it's more than I guess I understand but then even then I wouldn't have killed ya if you showed your self at the hardware store that's how I'm guessing you got in there * he said as he turned to look at her without moving his body *

Max: to be honest willow that's probably the best answer on why I'm not mad at you you don't want to be a lier I get that my old man was a lier half the time I talked to him so I more appreciate the honesty then like you said make a friendship on lies you know but if I had to wounder why did I not well scare you off I guess couse I know I'm a nice guy but we've done things that normal people question so why take that chance?

*She would think back to her family.*

"My dad never lied, but he had his...quirks. I remember once I had done something. Got caught stealing, and..."

*She caught herself before going into too much detail.*

"...I got hit. I deserved it, I guess. Straight smack across the face."

*It was worse than that, but Willow didn't want to go into detail. Her eyes shifted towards the ground, before she took a deep breath and sat up.*

"You know what? It's safe here. It's getting dark. Camp? Try to find a way to freshen up? I'm sure there's deodorant here."

*She just wanted to change the subject.*

* Max had a sad and sorry look on his face he knew how she felt but he knew it sucked talking about that stuff but I mean if it wasn't a counselor trying to get the info out it would be a zombie he thought to himself before sighing And sat up as well before giving her a look of hell drop it if she really wanted it to be dropped *

Max: I mean you got a point I could bring the van to the front so then nothing can go in from the front but don't think this convo is over ok * he said as he stood up and hold his hand out to help her up *

Max: I know we have things we don't like to remember so I'm changing the subject because I know how hard it is to talk so how about you help me make sure the door is clear so then I can pull the van over and while where at it we can talk about other stuff like movies music shows or whatever it is that makes you happy when your not trying to survive * he said giving her a reassuring smile *

*Willow would smile back, then reach for her boots. She slid them on. She never untied them, just in case. Just kept them loose enough to slip off and on. Willow would stand up, then reach her hand down to help Max up.*

"We should probably drag those three out. Then you can move the van, while I start looking for shit to help reinforce the back entrance."

Max: alright then here why do t you take mister halfsy and I'll drag the other two * he said as he got up and walked over to the corpses and took one on his shoulder while the other he grabbed by the foot *

Max: how about smoking peacies did you have any cool stuff like pipes bongs that sorta thing * he said curiously thing to change there subject like she wanted *

Max: I used to own a 4 foot bong but then my dad cought my ass and tossed it into a tree oh I put.ched the hell out of him when he did that but easy he never found my pipes I got atlest 5 ones wooden ones a colorful glass piece a metal bowl that screws together and a wizard pipe I'll show ya once we clean up and get this place good for well however long we want to stay here

* he said as he started to slowly movie with the two corpses *

*Willow grabbed one half by a hand, then another by the leg. She wasn't really strong enough to pick them up and carry them, so she just dragged them.*

"I never had one. But my brother did. He had a bong. We just shared it. Our dad found it, broke it, and, well... He beat my brother pretty badly..."

*She would drop the two halves as she got them outside, then wiped her hands off on the wall. This was one thing she hated, nasty stuff on her hands. Willow turned towards Max and just looked at him.*

"My dad loved us. Just... Tough love."

*She would shrug.*

"So... I should probably find a way to block the swinging doors to the stockroom. You gonna be okay out here, by yourself, while you move the van?"

* Max would sigh as he would hear the short sad story he felt bad couse it sounded to close to his life shitty dad supposed tough love he wanted to find the guy who wouldat his hands on her or anyone else but the time for getting sad and stuff would change the air it seemed *

Max: are you sure I mean I understand if you want to be alone right now I completely get it so don't feel like you have to explain stuff to me I'm pretty well match for that's kinda situations I mean I'm not any older then you so I can say I'm more wiser I'm just more like a open person to say something to instead of arguing I try to find the better way if that makes sense ,but ya I can handle the van if you want to go and close the back of the store up

*Willow would give a soft smile then look down at the ground as she turned to go back into the store. She wasn't looking for pity. She just felt okay opening up just a little bit.*

"Why? Why am I like this? Why am I opening up? I never open up."

*She always talked to herself, so this wasn't new. She would check around the store, but didn't really see anything.*

"Guess I should just give a little peek behind the double doors? Maybe there's something in there?"

*She shrugged to herself and slowly opened one of the doors. There were a bunch of boxes on U-Boats and on the floor. Willow grinned and got to work. She would stack more boxes on the U-Boats and roll them out, one by one. There were about five of them in all. When Max returned, they would have a little work to do.*

"These should work, even if only temporary."

* would check outside in the parking lot seeing that it was pretty quiet so he would quickly run to his van got in and drove it to the front cutting off the doorway so after he made sure it was parked and locked properly toake sure nothing got in he grabbed a hot plate a pot and some of the chilie that he had saved over the few weeks it was basic can chili but there where in a somewhat grocery store so he thought he could throw some more stuff in with the chili maybe even find some hotdogs if they were still good he thought as he would make his way to the back where willow said she be and was thrown off by the U-boats and boxes *

Max: whoa are we making a box/sub * he said with a slight chuckle as he would place all the stuff on what looked to be where they were going to rest for the night *

Max: do you like chili at all couse it's not like great chilie but we won't be hungry for the night

*She would laugh and start making a sort of wall with the boxes.*

"Box fort! At least if we die, its from being crushed instead of bitten!"

*She would continue stacking the boxes, kinda Tetrising them together.*

"Yes, to chili. Chili is always welcome!"

Max: hehe alright then let me help ya out first couse I don't think I ever really made box forts to be honest

* He said with a slight chuckle as he went over to a flatten box and started to try and put it as the room for the fort it worked somewhat better then he thought he could get it and then started stacking some more boxes here and there and he felt almost as the world around him changed from deadly survival at each corner he felt more then happy to be doing something normal he would end up losing his train of thought and focused on the box forts *