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snarling woman. A sputtering noise that reminds her of a sassy chimpanzee is the only response, so she takes a deep breath and presents her risky idea. “You’re worried that we will try to hurt your babies. I’m guessing you saw us pack up our weapons, which gives you a decent reason to be cautious. What if we were to do something in your view that proved we were harmless? My friend mentioned the truck, so we could loot it without weapons. You can observe us when we leave and we’ll show that we’re unarmed. Once we’re done restocking, you’ll give us a minute to get back inside the jeep and drive. Considering our arms will be full, there’s no way we could get a gun and shoot in that time.”
“Not to mention our front windshield is bulletproof, so we’d have to lean out the side windows to take the shot,” Lloyd adds, giving his friend a thumbs up. The killer is not entirely sure that their plan will work, but he figures Cassidy knows what she is doing. “Everybody wins here. Our legs get stretched and we restock. You get peace of mind. Though I’m not sure how we can prove that we’re unarmed.”
Penny giggles before cracking open another energy drink and saying, “Strip to your underwear and then do the looting. That way I’ll know you aren’t carrying any guns. Also, you’ll be defenseless if my babies decide to attack.”
“What if we don’t own underwear?” the blushing killer innocently asks.
“Then that’s your problem.”
“Somebody needs to get laid.”
A bullet pings off the jeep’s roof and Penny screams obscenities over the loudspeaker as Cassidy turns off the megaphone. Not wanting to waste any time arguing with a woman who is suffering from sleep deprivation and possibly overdosing on energy drinks, the blonde begrudgingly strips down to her underwear. She gestures for Lloyd to follow suit, the man taking some extra time to put on boxers that are adorned with the face of a green-haired comic book villain. On stiff legs, the pair get out of the jeep with their arms up and stand still for a minute to make sure Penny has checked them. In case the Guardian thinks he is hiding something in his pants, Lloyd gets entirely naked for a few seconds and spins around before pulling his underwear back up. He is already thinking of various ways to murder the sniper while following Cassidy to the overturned truck.
Unsure if Penny will keep her word, the pair hurry to the trailer and press against it to stay out of their enemy’s sights. Ignoring the cab because it would require climbing up to the door, they inch toward the back. Cassidy moves Lloyd behind her and gets on all fours to peek around the corner, her head kept near the ground instead of where the sniper might be aiming. She is relieved to see that one of the looters managed to break the lock and open the doors before taking a bullet through the neck. Signaling for her companion to wait outside, she slips into the trailer and is disappointed to discover that the accident has scattered most of the food and water across the floor. Rummaging through the mess, she finds a few undamaged bottles of orange juice and three boxes of granola bars. Knocking on the wall, she places the supplies outside so Lloyd can take them without making himself a target.
Continuing her search through the debris, Cassidy cringes at the feel of ruined food beneath her bare feet. The only other salvageable items she can find are a small fire extinguisher, several packs of dried fruit she originally mistook for potpourri, and a box of grape-flavored chewing gum. Figuring they can be useful for trade if nothing else, Cassidy turns back to the door and freezes when she hears thundering footsteps. It takes her a second to identify the sound and notice that her previous finds are still sitting outside.
Rushing for the exit, she is knocked to the ground when one of the rhinos slams into the trailer and its horn punctures the wall. Lloyd’s voice cuts through the
“Not to mention our front windshield is bulletproof, so we’d have to lean out the side windows to take the shot,” Lloyd adds, giving his friend a thumbs up. The killer is not entirely sure that their plan will work, but he figures Cassidy knows what she is doing. “Everybody wins here. Our legs get stretched and we restock. You get peace of mind. Though I’m not sure how we can prove that we’re unarmed.”
Penny giggles before cracking open another energy drink and saying, “Strip to your underwear and then do the looting. That way I’ll know you aren’t carrying any guns. Also, you’ll be defenseless if my babies decide to attack.”
“What if we don’t own underwear?” the blushing killer innocently asks.
“Then that’s your problem.”
“Somebody needs to get laid.”
A bullet pings off the jeep’s roof and Penny screams obscenities over the loudspeaker as Cassidy turns off the megaphone. Not wanting to waste any time arguing with a woman who is suffering from sleep deprivation and possibly overdosing on energy drinks, the blonde begrudgingly strips down to her underwear. She gestures for Lloyd to follow suit, the man taking some extra time to put on boxers that are adorned with the face of a green-haired comic book villain. On stiff legs, the pair get out of the jeep with their arms up and stand still for a minute to make sure Penny has checked them. In case the Guardian thinks he is hiding something in his pants, Lloyd gets entirely naked for a few seconds and spins around before pulling his underwear back up. He is already thinking of various ways to murder the sniper while following Cassidy to the overturned truck.
Unsure if Penny will keep her word, the pair hurry to the trailer and press against it to stay out of their enemy’s sights. Ignoring the cab because it would require climbing up to the door, they inch toward the back. Cassidy moves Lloyd behind her and gets on all fours to peek around the corner, her head kept near the ground instead of where the sniper might be aiming. She is relieved to see that one of the looters managed to break the lock and open the doors before taking a bullet through the neck. Signaling for her companion to wait outside, she slips into the trailer and is disappointed to discover that the accident has scattered most of the food and water across the floor. Rummaging through the mess, she finds a few undamaged bottles of orange juice and three boxes of granola bars. Knocking on the wall, she places the supplies outside so Lloyd can take them without making himself a target.
Continuing her search through the debris, Cassidy cringes at the feel of ruined food beneath her bare feet. The only other salvageable items she can find are a small fire extinguisher, several packs of dried fruit she originally mistook for potpourri, and a box of grape-flavored chewing gum. Figuring they can be useful for trade if nothing else, Cassidy turns back to the door and freezes when she hears thundering footsteps. It takes her a second to identify the sound and notice that her previous finds are still sitting outside.
Rushing for the exit, she is knocked to the ground when one of the rhinos slams into the trailer and its horn punctures the wall. Lloyd’s voice cuts through the
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