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Planet Terror: Love in the Time of DC-2
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A few hours passed by. Helena took a break to feed Caiohme and spend some time with her, but afterward she and Lara continued with the ‘Cocktails.’
The day was relatively nice, in fact. It was sunny, and the sea around their boat was clear, not polluted like the water at shore.
Helena hummed to herself, as she refashioned her leg holster. She didn’t want to tell the others, but her gun no longer fit her there. Her leg seemed actually to be regrowing, albeit at a slow rate. This was not good news, as far as she was concerned. It would simply mean that she was still without a leg but that she would also be without her best weapon. She did her best, but in the end decided to focus on fixing her prosthetic leg. She had found army issued boots on the boat, and now she placed small knives through the backs of them.
A strange sound filled the air around them.
“There’s a helicopter.” Lara said in wonderment, watching the approaching vehicle.
“mhmmm…” Helena shrugged, still humming to herself. “Probably just infected. I’m sure they’ve learned to fly and drive and whatever else by now.”
Meanwhile…
Bette had spotted the boat even quicker than the others. She ran excitedly to the doorway, looking at the extreme drop to the water below. When she saw the women in the boat, she knew they had found everyone. She began to shout and jump up and down…
“IT’S HELENA! IT’S CAIOHME! HEY, HEY!” Alice and Shane tried to hold Bette back, but the other woman seemed intent on launching herself out. They barely held on as Kit’s boyfriend lowered their chopper, and then Bette excitedly burst out of their hands.
“BABYYYYYYYYYYYY!” Bette’s shout trailed off as she flung herself from the helicopter, landing heavily in the water below. When Helena realized that it was her, she threw her things aside tearfully.
“SWEETHEART!” Helena screamed, dashing to the side of the boat to fish her girlfriend out. Bette sputtered and slipped against the side, Helena’s hands firmly pulling her in. They fell together on the deck, rolling in a wet mess of salt water and some kind of jellyfish that Bette had to pluck from between them and toss back in. Her hands tangled in Helena’s hair then, and they kissed frantically.
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hb… I was laughing too hard to be worried about the teeming hordes of infected waiting for them all on shore. I almost feel bad for the “ominously unnamed pilot”, cos I’m sure he’s just zombie fodder. What of Kit though? And Jenny!! (I think she’ll be alright regardless. Maybe she can tame the one she was about to tussle with and come riding to the rescue of everyone with an army of Tiger Sharks…) This & the last chapter were great, and yay for reunions! Now, let them all kick some zombie…. arse! Thanks for the post + I want more… Cheers, hb
“…jesus Christ we’re fucking viciously fucked…” I’ll probably use that line in the very near future…it was very cute how Bette and Helena reunited…so precious…and Peggy’s full of surprises isn’t she…And Jenny, omg, i’m in stitches…kitties of the sea? is that a variation of chicken of the sea? whatever, it was funny as hell…pps
God HB, you make mayhem and horror such fun! Kit and nameless one (He better not be the Lord God Jehova, ultimate author of all things apocalyptic, or you’ll be sorry) surely made a fortuitous appearance. Yeah, I think Jenny can handle Sounder and the other kitties. How are her retinas? And will the helicopter blades clear an goodly area of bubbling zombies, mincing them as they melt? And Helena IS growing her leg back! Too bad she’s at that ackward stage.
I’m duly impressed by Peggy’s deft handling of the missile thingy and the awesome Belena reunion, but those scenes pale in comparison to Jenny vs. Bad Kitty. Thanks for making my dreams come true, HB! Is Jenny acting more insane than usual because she drank hallucination-inducing saltwater? In any event, bring on the main event! The tiger shark doesn’t stand a chance. Someone should alert Greenpeace.
oh dear, did i make jenny sound a bit like cartman from southpark? ‘that’s a BAD KITTY!’ oops. rufus, you KNOW it’s gonna have to be a draw:)
helebette, if it’s all the same to you, could you kindly not make me sound like a fic nazi or something? I am sorry if you feel like that.
Hello HB, you definitely deserve all the praise you get and more… no modesty from you… your that damn good. The reunion is finally here, Bette and Kit’s and then we get the gang all together again, this is so much fun and addictive. Keep em coming. Sincerely, JC