This is the eighth post (currently of eight) in KoonKoon’s & ChipChip’s zombie apocalypse adventures.  The tale of their struggle to save the children of the world, (both human and stuffed animal alike) from the voracious zombies .

The first six posts are quite long.  So now we will be releasing each chapter split into weekly segments of ~250 words.  The segments will be posted every Wednesday.  We hope this will make reading them more practical.

Please leave some feedback, if you have any thoughts.  It would make our day, thank you!

Previously on KLC’s The Fluffy Dead:

See “Day 87: 600 Hours (Post 7)”

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They said their goodbyes and by the end of it all three animals felt they couldn’t move their paws.  Between the many hugs (some repeated) and the plethora of supplies they were holding, they were quite exhausted.  It seemed the mysterious ChipChip was not used to receiving hugs, as he seemed a bit flummoxed at first.  Almost like he didn’t know what was happening to him.  They set off down the driveway laden with treats, trying not to think too much about the mission ahead of them. 

 

            “How much longer do you think we have left”? Momo asked ChipChip.

            “Shouldn’t be much longer, we’re nearly there”, ChipChip replied.

            Ducky was glad for Momo’s company.  They had been driving in the hot sun, for what seemed like hours.  It didn’t help that the little ATV they took moved at a slower pace, if only their paws could reach the controls in a human car.  Their new friend did not talk much, even when they tried.  He had briefly explained that before entering the new camp, they would be meeting the leaders of the rebellious group.  There they would discuss her and Momo’s covers and objectives.  That was all they had heard from him.  He just kept his eyes fixed on the desolate road ahead of them.

            Momo looked over at Ducky, as if he could sense what she was thinking.  He was nervous.  This sort of thing was new to them both.  With a quivering sigh, he looked out at their bleak surroundings as the furry little mystery drove them forward.