This is the thirteenth post 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 (starting with post # 7).  The segments will be posted every Wednesday. 

We hope this will make reading them more practical.

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Previously on KLC’s The Fluffy Dead:

See “Day 87: 1830 Hours (Post 12)”

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“How can you knit if you don’t have any humans?  Aren’t the knitting needles too big to hold”?  Ducky blurted out, thinking it was a silly question, only after she’d asked it.

They looked surprised and Draconis responded, “Well we quite literally have to use needles, sewing needles to be precise.  He smiled widely as if he found the question amusing.  “Any other questions”?  He asked.

“We don’t understand how you can move and start another camp right now.  There are so few resources left and winter is coming.  The zombies make it too dangerous.”, Momo said seriously.

“We must confess, we don’t have all of the details worked out yet either.  But we cannot stay where we are.  We have little water left and our food supply is not replenishable.  Our… leader… as mentioned, is not someone that we can live with much longer.  A life of terror is not something we want for our children, lest for ourselves”, Phil responded solemnly.

“We understand”, Ducky said.  Silently she vowed to help them find another solution.  One that wouldn’t risk all of their lives.  “Alright, if you’ll follow me, let’s prepare”, she said earnestly.