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Friday, 6 July 2012
09:57:37 AM (GMT)
Fragments of green glass flew everywhere as the (empty) beer bottle exploded,
followed by clear glass as the next one shattered.  A can was next, falling backwards
off the wall in a flurry of foam.  The girl sighed heavily, staring at the gun
thoughtfully.  Not that there was really much to think about.  She'd decided long ago
that splattering her brains across the floor wasn't her style.  She fired her last
shot, and a clump of grass and a yellow cloud of dandelion leaves jumped into the air
as she tucked the pistol into her makeshift holster.
There was a rustle behind her, and she span, her kitchen knife weilded, "Kiddo, stop
creeping.  You'll end up even weirder."  She grumbled, rolling her eyes as the
deceptively angelic girl thrust a decapitated head at her.
"Oh wow... another one."  She took it hesitantly, looking around and spotting a large
stick.  She handed 'Erin' back, walking over and thrusting the stick into the ground,
"Give it here..."  She held out a hand, groaning as Daniela gave her back the head,
smearing blood all over her arm. "Thanks."
The little girl nodded, "Ja, ja!  Happy Erin!"
She nodded, looking at the neck, and smirking as she impaled it on the spike. 
"There.  Like it?  We'll leave it here, and scare people."  She said, moving her
bloody arm away from Dani as she caught the look she was giving it.
Dani, however, took Erin's other hand, pulling her away into the woods, "Hurry, Erin!
 We run now, ja?!  Fast than happy zombie people.  Go collect Hans!  Rescue lots of
Hans und Erins!"
"Er, no.  I'm not running."
"Skip, then.  Happy skip!"  Dani grinned up at her, eye wide and hopeful.
Erin sighed, "Fine.  Skip, then."
Dani giggled, skipping, and pulling her friend along behind her.
"You're mental.  Worse than me..."
"Completely screwed up..."  She mumbled, more to herself than to the girl she knew
wasn't listening.
"ERIN, look! Shiney happy sunny ja!  Piknik, ja?  With Hans and Erin?"
"You... want a picnic?" Erin asked, raising an eyebrow, thoroughly unimpressed.
"Ja!  You have sanniches, Dani has zombie!"


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