Dead Rising: Hoof, Camera, Action!

Chapter 6: A Bitter Bite.

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Inside the gun store after the fight with the owner, Featherweight was having some troubles dealing with the owner’s death and what led him to act like that, Frank was feeling bad for the little pegasus since he had to experience all this horror at such a young age.

After 10 minutes Featherweight composes himself, ready to face the infestation of zombies. “I am ready Mr. West”

Frank was relieved to see that his partner was feeling well. “Alright, let's keep moving.”

Both were now out of the store, running through North Plaza’s hallway, Frank and Featherweight decided to use the platforms to avoid most of the zombies, there were a few on the platforms but Frank managed to kick them out.

They made it to the other side of the plaza, many zombies were gathered around some eating a dismembered hand others still acting like construction workers by pushing propane tanks or walking around with helmets on their heads when suddenly.

“Somepony please help us!” A female voice was calling inside of one of the stores under construction.

Somepony? Didn’t she mean someone? Frank thought.

“Mr.West there are ponies who need our help! Let’s go and help them!” Featherweight said.

“Right! I deal with the zombies, you assist them and convince them to follow us to the security room.” Frank said. So putting the word pony in some sentence is like us putting the word person or body? Ha! who would guess? Frank thought.

Decided, both Frank and Featherweight jump off the platform and run towards the store, Frank remain outside to kill any zombie that tried to walk inside the store with a shotgun, killing a big quantity with one shoot when they were together while Featherweight went inside the store to help the ponies in distress.

“AGH! My leg! I think it's a strain!” A white coat unicorn with a blue short mane in gold armor with spots of blood on it said. He had a Cutie Mark of a black silhouette of a diamond, next to him was a gold helmet, he was lying on the floor while holding his front leg in pain.

“Resist soldier! We are going to get out of this! we just need to wait for help.” A dark gray coat mare with fangs and bat wings with pale blue mane in dark blue armor also with some blood on it said. She had a Cutie Mark of a whirlpool of a light purple mist, she was beside the unicorn trying to comfort him, while holding her sword covered in dry blood making guard.

Gunshots and growls were heard outside the store, making the soldiers feel uneasy and nervous, the unicorn more than the bat pony.

“OH! For Celestia SOB, SOB, we are going to die here! I don’t want to die! WAAAAAH! The white unicorn began to cry.

SLAP! “Get a hold of yourself Private, we are going to live and period.” The gray mare said, slapping her partner to compose him. “Just have some faith soldier.”

“Faith!?” the unicorn said, annoyed. “How can I have faith surrounded by meat eating monsters!?” The mare was angry but calm at his breakdown.

“Now calm down soldier, the last thing we need is to lose our mind.” She said holding the unicorn’s shoulder made him see her in the eyes.

“Calm down!?” The unicorn said, still nervous. “I will calm down when I see a ray of hope!”

SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! PERFECT!!! DRAMA. At the entrance was Featherweight taking some photos of the royal guard’s scene with the flash on.

“Did you just take a picture of us arguing?” The unicorn said.

“Not just one.” Featherweight said innocently, walking to them. “Sorry to bother, my name is Featherweight nice to meet you.” he finished with a smile like if the zombies didn’t exist.

Both guards look at each other then at the colt. “HUH, hello Featherweight my name is Mist Glider, Commander of Princess Luna’s Lunar guard.” said the bat pony. “And this is Private Blank Diamond from Princess Celestia’s Royal guard.” The unicorn waves his hoove at Featherweight to later hold the other in pain. “Tell me little pony, are you on your own or somepony is with you?”

“No, I am not on my own but I am neither with a pony” he said a little timid with their reaction.

“What do you mean by that!?” Blank Diamond said.

Suddenly more gunshots were heard, later a trotting pace was getting more and more closer to them and revealing the responsable for those thundering sounds. What the royal guards didn’t expect was to see Frank holding a shotgun and cover in blood, walking towards them.

“Hey kid, are there any survivors alive?” said Frank looking around to later spot the royal guards. “OH! Do they come from the costume store or what with the outfits?”

“STAND BACK YOU MEAT EATER, OR YOU WILL MEET YOUR MAKER!!” yell Mist Glider swinging her sword at Frank while shielding Featherweight.

“WOAH! HEY! I am not one of them! I’m not gonna hurt you.” Frank said, evading the royal guard’s slashes.

“HA! Nice try, But I am not going to fall for that!” She continues with her assault and Frank with his dodging making sure to be away from the guard’s sword range.

“YEAH! Go Commander go! cut his nose off!” said Blank Diamond.

Both Frank and Mist stop their fight and look at Blank with confused expression for his comment, Blank lower his head in embarrassment. “Yeaaah.” Mist said slowly and uncomfortably “You're still going to die!” She pointed with her sword at Frank.

“WAAAAIIIIITT!!” scream Featherweight, running towards Frank and standing next to him. “Don’t hurt him! I am with him, he is my teacher.”

The royal guards couldn’t believe what they heard. “What do you mean by that!? He is one of those monsters that roams in this residence! he is EVIL!” said Blank in a horror storytelling tone.

“No! He is not!” Said Featherweight. “He saved me from those zombies when I was unconscious in this mall, if it wasn’t for him I would be dead by now.”

The two royal guards couldn’t believe it. “How do we know you don’t have any obscure intention?” said Blank.

“Well, we have another pony survivor at the security room.” said Frank. “And she is the mayor of a place called Ponyville, does it sound familiar?”

“Yes.” said Mist. “Blank’s family is from there, isn’t?”

“Yeah, and the pony incharge is Mayor Mare, where did you find her?” said Blank.

“She with another human survivor were held hostage in an attraction at Wonderland Plaza by a Psyclown that wielded two chainsaws, one in each hand and we freed them from the space cart that they were trapped on.” Frank explains but the royal guards find it hard to believe, squinting their eyes at his little story. “What!? It’s true!”

“ARG! My leg!” Blank grumble in pain, holding his leg.

“Look, staying here will not do any good for you or your friend.” said Frank. “If you really want to help him let me escort both of you to the Security room, in there you will be safe and you can treat your friend’s leg.

Mist Glider wanted to protest but his friend was in pain, the zombies were dangerous and more so if they gathered. “SIGH. alright, but if you do something fishy, I will personally make sure you can’t enjoy the pleasures of life! Deal.” she finished extending her hoof for a hand shake.

Frank got the message and decided to shake her hoof. “I won’t, my name is Frank West, Photojournalist.” They finished shaking hand/hoof.

“I am Mist Glider, Commander of Princess Luna’s Lunar guards.” she said.

“And I am Blank Diamond, Princess Celestia’s Royal guard.” Blank said.

“Wait… you two work for princesses?” Frank asked, then he look at both ponies, noticing that Mist have bat wings and fangs like a vampire while Blank was a normal unicorn. “Are you two from different kingdoms or somethin’?”

The two royal guards and Featherweight could not believe what Frank had just asked. “What!? No! both of us live and work in the Kingdom of Equestria, the difference is that I protect Luna’s crown and Blank protects Celestia’s.” Mist explains.

Frank was surprised. “Hold on a minute!... So you're telling me that two princesses are ruling the same Kingdom?” Frank was having some wild thoughts about that but before anyone or anypony could say something else the growl of the zombies were becoming more loud and close. “As much as I like to keep asking more questions we need to move, tell me, are your friend’s other legs hurt too?”

“No, just this one is hurt.” said Blank.

“Good, Mist, give Blank your support so he can lean on you.” Frank said. “I will keep the zombies away so we can move between them.” he pulls out his sledgehammer, ready to fight against the horde.

“Hey! Not because I have an injured leg means that I suffer cold fear!” said Blank.

“Well, I found both of you alone in the dark, so there is something you can do without one leg?” said Frank.

Suddenly Blank’s horn began to glow in a yellow aura, Mist’s sword was wrapped in the same energy to later levitate in the air and make some slashes. “I can’t walk well but I can still slice some monsters!” said Blank with a smirk on his face.

Frank smiled. “Okay, follow me.”

The group now conformed by Frank covering the front, Featherweight in the middle and the royal guards in the back, they were making their way through North Plaza to reach Wonderland Plaza, Frank swung his sledgehammer at a group of zombies launching them and killing some in the process so they can advance, when the zombies were getting up their heads were cut off by Blank’s sword so they don’t became a problem, Featherweight was taking pictures of the action.

Frank spot a zombie pushing a propane tank far from them, he put away the hammer and put out a shotgun, he shot some zombies that were getting close to them in their heads, making pieces of skull and brain fly away in a blood splatter, when he got a good sight of the propane tank he shoot it causing an explosion that kill and burning many zombies that were close to the tank. Featherweight got a good picture of Frank’s shot GREAT!! BRUTALITY and the royal guards were impress by Franks action but they weren’t behind in killing zombies, Blank skillfully use Mist’s sword to stab and slice zombies, but when they stop walking Mist release Blank and grab anything near as a weapon from lead pipes to shovel while flying, she used the lead pipe as a lance to impale a zombie in the chest to another zombie nearby, then she switch to the shovel to smash the zombies head and since she can fly it was easy for her to avoid getting grab and land killing blows to the monsters.

The group were now crossing and fighting in the hall with the now turn off moving walkway. “Come on! We are already close to the next plaza.” Frank said while shooting and killing some zombies that were in their way, emptying his shotgun and pulling out the sledgehammer.

Blank was slashing more zombies. “Commander, did you notice?”

Mist was flying and using a fire axe that she found to split a zombie’s head. “Notice what Private?” She pull the axe back to her and fly back to Blank to continue walking

Blank was now leaning on Mist and walking. “That we didn’t encounter the others so far.”

Mist eyes were big for the realization. “You are right, we only fought these kinds of zombies.”

Featherweight was close to the royal guard and heard their conversation. “Excuse me.” he said in a timid tone capturing their attention. “Um… did you say that there are other types of zombies?”

The royal guards were uncomfortable with the colt’s question. “Look Featherweight.” Said Blank in a low tone, trying to find a way to explain the situation to the colt. “Your friend Frank, whatever he is.”

“A human.” answered Featherweight.

“Human, right. Well… you see… the thing is that… uhh.” Blank was having trouble speaking fortunately Mist was getting tired and decided to intervene.

“SIGH. The thing is that humans are not the only ones that turned into monsters.” she said in a dark tone, but before Featherweight could ask more Frank was calling them.

“Come on! We are close to Wonderland Plaza, let's move!” he said waving his hand to the group.

Later the rest of the ponies reunite with Frank, they begin to walk to the next plaza. When they entered the plaza they noticed that there were less zombies than before, but what caught their attention was three ponies sitting on the floor with their back turn to them, looking at the big rabbit sculpture, they were a brown coat earth pony with black mane, a greyish purple coat pegasus with white mane and a dark green coat unicorn with gray mane but no Cutie Mark in sight.

Blank and Mist were trembling a bit while Featherweight was focusing the camera at the three ponies. “Hey there, are you lost? Do you need help? I can escort you and your friends to a safe place” Said Frank slowly walking towards the still turn ponies.

Suddenly Frank stopped his pace, he watched how the ponies were now slowly turning to look at him, but when their faces were revealed he could not believe what was in front of him. The face, neck and other parts of the ponies were covered in scratches and bites, they had become zombies only their eyes were glowing in green instead of red as the human zombies, they stood up and start growling at Frank, the earth pony’s leg were straight unlike the other ponies that were a little bend as a human zombie, the unicorn zombie tried to used it’s magic to pick up a severed human leg laying on the floor, it’s aura was a dark grotesque green color, it result difficult for the zombie unicorn to pick it up but eventually it manage to lift it only to later eat it, the pegasus was using its wings to fly but it was rather hovering weakly since some of its feathers had fall from its bitten wings, but it was enough altitud to be at level of Frank’s chest.

The group were getting tense for coming across this new treat, the royal guards were in a defensive stand, Frank was gripping tightly his sledgehammer and Featherweight in fear couldn’t separate his eye off the lens of the camera from the now zombie ponies, he accidentally press the camera button, taking a shot of the three zombie ponies in flash mode causing the zombies to howl, indicating to everyone that they were prepared to attack.

The zombie pegasus was the first to react, it flew towards Frank which in response swung his sledgehammer to smash it, but the zombie pegasus dodged the attack with good speed making Frank’s hammer to miss and hit the floor. Recovered from their stupor, Mist and Blank decide to lend Frank a hoof so they can deal with the ponies zombies quick, then the zombie unicorn spot them and ran to them while holding with it’s magic the severed leg, Mist quickly flew towards the zombie unicorn to cut off its head with her fire axe, but the zombie unicorn clumsily used the leg as a weapon, swinging it left to right with poor aiming. Blank was walking slowly with pain in his leg wanting to help, for his luck the earth zombie noticed him and ran towards him with its mouth open wanting to bite the royal guard’s face off.

Frank was having difficulties swinging the hammer at the zombie pegasus that keeps dodging his attack. “Man! How can you keep moving that fast? Aren't zombies supposed to be slow?” Frank said, swinging and evading the pegasus zombie’s assault.

Mist was trying to get close to the unicorn zombie who was flailing the severed leg, preventing her to advance. “Well, even if they are zombies, they still keep their traits as pegasus, unicorns and earth ponies!” Mist explains.

Blank was trying to cut the earth pony zombie with his sword but it resulted to be hard since his leg began to hurt with each step. “Less complain and more action or we aren’t gonna see another daylight!” Blank said only to be tackled down by the earth zombie pony, he was on the floor struggling with the zombie pony, using his sword to maintain its mouth away from his face. “ARG. MIST! FRANK! ANYPONY HELP!!” he yelled.

Featherweight was scared, facing human zombies was one thing but now seeing a pony turned into a zombie was another, he was having a conflict since the zombie was before a normal living pony, Featherweight was paralized, unable to do something.

Frank saw Blank pinned down by the zombie pony, so he quickly made a swing to push the pegasus zombie away and move close to Blank. “ARG. get off me!” said Blank having problems keeping the pony zombie away from his face, suddenly a flying sledgehammer hit the zombie pony in the head, breaking half of its face and falling on the floor. Blank stood up and looked for the responsible for the flying hammer, it was Frank who threw the weapon saving his life.

The pegasus pony was now chasing after Frank, he pulled out the survival knife to see if a more light and fast weapon could be more effective against it. Mist was trying to find a way to take down the unicorn zombie then she got an idea, she kicked a trash container and found a baguette in it. What is this doing here? Whatever, let's continue. She thought, resuming her fight, the unicorn zombie keep swinging the limp around then Mist throw with all her strength the long bread at the zombie, fortunately the bread hit the zombie’s face resulting in the zombie losing its concentration and dropping the leg, with this Mist flew fast towards the unicorn zombie and with the axe in hooves she swing it to the zombie’s head, breaking its horn and splitting its head producing a huge amount of blood to spill everywhere killing the zombie.

Frank was preparing himself to receive a charge from the zombie pegasus since that was the attack the pegasus was doing most of the time. “C’mon, I’m here!” Frank said, and as expected the zombie pegasus charged at Frank wanting to eat him but what it didn’t expect was to receive a flying kick from Frank making the pegasus fall back to the floor. Frank took advantage of the zombie’s astonishment and ran towards it, holding the survival knife Frank began to cut the pegasus’s chest, barrel and lastly stabbing it’s head leaving the corpse on the floor covered in blood and cuts.

After the commotion the ponies and Frank reunite. “Well, I have to admit it, I didn’t expect that to happen.” said Frank, still surprised by the new threat that the zombies create.

“I wouldn’t take it lightly if I were you Frank!” Said Mist, looking upset. “This was just a little sample of what is going to happen later on, as long as there are still ponies alive… if there are anypony left.” She was sad for that last statement, Blank was sad too but tried to not look like it.

“Please Commander, we can’t let this get over us.” Said Blank slowly walking to Mist side. “We have to survive if we want to return home.”

Mist nods. “Yeah, you’re right Private.” She composes herself. “It's just that I can’t stop thinking about who they could have been before their change.”

“Me neither Commander” said Blank.

Frank watched how difficult it was for the royal guards to kill the zombies that were once their people, even if they were no longer alive. He then turned and spotted Featherweight sitting still on the floor with the camera on his hooves, Frank got close to him and kneel. “Hey buddy, are you feeling alright?” he asked.

“Those were ponies.” Featherweight said in a depressed and slow tone. “Why Mr.West? Why do they have to become monsters, why?”

“Look kid, I am not sure why all of this is happening, why there is a zombie outbreak or why you and all the other ponies appear on this world.” Frank said, trying to comfort the little pegasus who had experienced all the horror. “But I can assure you something, whatever is the reason we will uncover it and reveal it to the world to make justice for those who died here.” He put his hand on Featherweight’s back

“Do you really think we can solve this?” Featherweight said, still sad.

“That's what I am trying to do kid.” Frank said, he stood up. “Are you ready to go?”

Featherweight composed himself and stood up. “Yes Mr. West.” he said calmly.

“Then let’s move.” After that Frank and Featherweight reunite with the royal guards. “So? How are you guys doing?” He asked.

Still a little upset but calm Mist replied. “We are good with no severe damage, now let's head to that secure place of yours.”

Frank nodded. “Alright then, follow me.” With that the group started marching towards the ladies bathroom, the few zombies that were in their way were cut off by Mist axe or Blank’s sword or flying away by Frank’s baseball bat. Once they reached the bathroom they entered the air duct and crawled their way to central plaza’s bathroom, they continue with their march now facing more zombies then before, fortunately Frank still have a pair of shotguns that he used to open a path, he blow the zombies heads off or simply deal great damage to their bodies and making them bleed a huge amount of blood.

They make it to the door of Warehouse and enter, by now Frank tosses away the shotgun since he ran out of shells and pulled out his bat preparing himself to deal with the last group of zombies that were inside. The group follow Frank who was bashing some zombies that were in the corridor that lead to the elevator, meanwhile Mist and Blank delivered slashes and stabs to the zombies that weren’t killed by Frank’s hit, ensuring they remain dead. Now in front of the elevator Frank warn to the group to stand back because zombies usually gets trap in the elevator and he will deal with them, but the royal guards offer to help Frank so they can take down the zombies more faster, Frank then called the elevator, when the doors opened it reveal the group of zombies that were inside, Frank and the royal guards proceed to killed the zombies, Frank took the right side using his bat, crushing the zombies head and splatter the walls with blood, Mist took the left side using the axe to chop the zombies heads in half and kicking off those who came close to her, Blank took the middle killing the zombies that weren’t killed by Frank or Mist, delivering the killing blow so the zombies won’t rise again.

Once the zombies were killed the group entered the elevator and reached the roof, from there Blank and Mist looked outside of the mall and watched the great horde of zombies that gathered on the parking lot, making them feel more tense now that they realize the severity of the situation they are in. “Commander, do you think we are going to survive? That we are going to return home?” Blank said, looking depressed.

“What are you saying Private? We ARE going to survive this! And we ARE going to return home! Just don’t lose hope soldier, that is the last thing we need to lose otherwise we are doomed.” said Mist, ensuring her friend to have faith if they want to return to their normal life.

The royal guards reunite and follow Frank towards the air duct and enter the Security Room. “Welcome back Frank.” said Otis who was guarding the vent entrance with Greg. “And it seems that you found more survivors.”

“Hi Otis.” said Frank “The kid and I found them at North Plaza in one of the empty stores.” he pointed to the royal guards that were looking around.

Mist and Blank looked at Otis and Greg for a moment. “Hello there, I am Mist Glider, Princess Luna’s Lunar Guard.” She said, making a bow in respect to the humans which they were surprised by the action.

“And I am Blank Diamond, Princess Celestia’s Royal Guard, OW!” Blank said, whimpering while holding his hurt leg for trying to make a bow.

“Oh my goodness! Are you ok body?” said Grag.

“My leg. Is injured ARGH!” Grunted Blank.

“Do you have any bandages and gauze that we can use?” asked Mist, lending her support to Blank.

“Yes we have, come follow me.” said Greg leading the royal guards inside the Security Room. Frank and Featherweight said goodnight to Otis and headed to the storage room to rest, it was a long night full of surprises that made Frank more and more curious about the origins of the zombies and how the magical and talking ponies arrive to his world.

Frank and Featherweight were now next to the green comfy sofa. “Okay kid, time to go to bed, you need to get some rest.” said Frank but he noticed that Featherweight was quite with his head down, in fact all the way here he didn’t say a thing after the zombie ponies incident. “Hey what's wrong buddy?” He asked.

Featherweight looking down in a sad and weak voice said. “I-I am sorry Frank… I couldn’t do anything when the zombie pinned Mr.Blank on the ground… I-I Freeze.” Featherweight said, remembering the feeling of impotence he had back then, he sat on the floor sobbing, covering his face with his hooves. “I think *SOB* I-I am not made to save lives Mr.West, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” He was crying, his body laying on the floor covering his face.

Frank remembered the expression that Featherweight had in Wonderland Plaza, he was feeling bad for the little pegasus, seeing him burst in tears, seeing him so frail. This is exactly what I didn’t want to happen to him. He thought.

Frank kneels and starts petting Featherweight’s head, not knowing what to say to his apprentice when suddenly Featherweight jumps towards Frank, hugging him and burying his face on Frank’s chest. “*SOB* Sorry… Please forgive me *SOB**SOB*.” Featherweight said muffled by Frank’s chest.

Frank returned the hug. “It's not your fault kid, don’t cry,” He said in a calm and kind tone. “no one could have predicted that to happen.” he was caressing Featherweight’s back. “Although it may not seem like it, I also have problems killing zombies.” Frank said, trying to ease Featherweight’s crying.

Featherweight slowly breaks the hug and makes eye contact with Frank, amazed by his confession. “Realy?” he said.

“Yes… as a matter of fact I feel pity for them,” Frank said in a serene tone. “not being able to control themselves and ending up killing others.” He made his right hand into a fist. “Is just that this is so hard to deal with, everything, not just surviving the zombie but also being a journalist kid,” Featherweight wiped his tears, giving his full attention to Frank. “You have to witness every event, good or bad and interview the people involved in it, but what you need to understand and learn is that you can’t let your feelings affect your job or there wouldn’t be a history to tell.” Frank said, looking to his side, trouble and stressed for all that has happened so far.

“Then… Why do you keep working as a journalist if it makes you feel bad Mr.West?” Featherweight asked, curious of what keeps Frank from quitting.

Frank looked at Featherweight in the eyes. “Because if I don’t bring the truth to the people then who will?” He said, then Frank stood up. “And I am not saying it just to sound brave kid, there are articles that can matter to someone like a new medicine for a rare illness, a trial against a criminal or a rescuer that saved people from a natural disaster.” Featherweight wasn’t feeling bad anymore instead he was inspired by Frank’s words. “That’s why I don’t quit Featherweight, these stories and the people involved can inspire others to become the best of themselves, and what is happening right now can change the world that I know forever.”

“But how can I become a journalist if I get scared Mr.West. I don’t think I am brave enough to do this.” Featherweight said, lowering his head.

“NONSENSE!” Frank yells, startling Featherweight, making him look at Frank. “You knew how dangerous this job would be! You watch me from the monitors how I dealt with the zombies and that crazy guy at the Food Court.” Featherweight was focused on Frank’s remarks. “Then you decide to follow me through the zombie infested mall to learn photojournalism, you help me rescue Sophie from those convicts at Leisure Park and most importantly you help me and the hostages from that clown at Wonderland Plaza, if that's not proof enough of your bravery then I don’t know what it is.”

Featherweight was surprised by how Frank wasn’t mad at him but cheering him, he felt more relaxed and happy to know that his mentor still supports him.

“So tell me Featherweight, are you still interested in helping me cover this story?” Frank asked, extending his hand to the little pegasus.

Featherweight’s eyes were watery again but this time it was for happiness. “YES I AM MR.WEST!” He yells while jumping towards Frank to hug him.

Frank catches Featherweight and returns him the hug. “I am glad to see you full of joy again.” he said, holding the little pegasus for a few minutes. Later Frank carries Featherweight to the green comfy sofa and prepares him to sleep. “Okay kid, time to rest we had an agitated day and tomorrow we continue with our work, sleep well.” Frank was ready to go to another room to rest, but before he could walk away, something grabbed the sleeves of his jacket, Frank turned his head and saw Featherweight holding his sleeves with his teeth. “Woah, what's wrong kid? Is something bothering you?” Frank asked.

Featherweight free Frank’s sleeves. “W-well Mr.West, what happens is that I… I was wondering i-if you umm… Is that I.” Featherweight was having difficulties in asking Frank.”

What is he trying to say now? Frank thought. He was looking at Featherweight who seemed embarrassed for something, the little pegasus was looking at his right to the empty space of the sofa who he was on, the sofa was very big compared to the colt, in fact it was big enough to allow one adult and pony to sleep without pro-. OOOOOOH! I see now. Frank’s brain made a click for the realization. The poor kid doesn’t want to sleep alone and with just cause, we are in a place surrounded by zombies and now with the addition of zombie ponies it is obvious that he is more scared than before.

“Alright kid, I will make you company tonight.” Frank said, while putting the camera aside on the sofa and finding a comfortable position to sleep and not hurting Featherweight’s wing “Now let’s get some sleep” he said, while laying on his side, putting his arm under his head and closing his eyes.

Featherweight was happy that Frank would make him company, making him feel more comfortable. “Thank you so much Mr.West, I really appreciated it.” he said, curling on Frank’s side, his back against the man’s chest, using his wing as a blanket.

I cannot imagine how you and your friends are taking all this kid. Frank thought, wondering before sleeping. I mean from your arrival to this world and now survive this catastrophe, maybe I can interview the other ponies while I find a way to obtain concrete information about the zombies infestation and that crazy doctor.Frank caresses Featherweight’s back for a bit. For now you don’t need to worry kid, soon a helicopter will come for us and we will be out of here, we just need to survive until that day comes. With that Frank decides to sleep to be prepared for tomorrow’s work.