How to Date an Android

How to Date an Android Chapter 27

"Ewww. That's the third time he's done that," the girl said.

"He's really sick. I'd have you take him to a hospital but we wouldn't get anywhere near there," the older boy said.

"But you don't know that! We can save him!" the girl insisted.

"We can't! Didn't you watch the online feeds? They say bites turn into those things!" the boy said.

Uh oh, that doesn't sound good. I'd been afraid of it being something like that too after seeing what happened to the poodle and that old lady across the street.

"No they don't! That's not a credible news source! The bitten don't become them, I'm sure of it!" the girl yelled back emotionally.

"We have to try to save him!" she screamed.

"You're just saying that because he's your boyfriend!" Steve yelled back.

"Shut the hell up both of you. You'll draw them closer," I barked and both of them shut up. I guess it's because I said the right thing, not because I have any authority or respect from them.

"Bitten people turn into those things. Its right there, you can find dozens of youtube videos on it!" the boy said, holding up his portable phone computer.

"I don't believe you! We have to try!" she said.

"You are just saying that because you like him. You have to be rational," the boy said.

"Screw you Steve!" she said. She wanted to like storm off and walk away but then remembered we're in a garage, so she can't.

Well know I know the older, almost but not quite responsible boy is Steve.

"Look I hate to burst your bubble guys, but this whole time driving around we've killed a crap load of those things with my truck alone. Of those puke rabids, all of them were killed within about two hundred feet or so of my home. It's not safe, so we're going back to the house, and I'll ask Barbara if she knows what to do," I said.

"Who's Barbara?" the girl asked.

"You'll find out soon," I said.

Then we pull in my driveway a half hour later after truck bouncing a few more rabids. I made sure the security gate was shut tight and solid, just to be sure as it automatically closed behind us. Slowly they start looking around my shop and see it's a safe place.

"A fence is good. They can't get through the fence right?" Sarah asked.

I shook my head, "if you make noise they might."

We did finally voice the word zombie however. The kids brought it up.

As we get out of the car, for the first time they see I've got mobility issues.

"What happened to you?" the girl asked staring at my legs. My legs don't look bad but you can tell I'm getting back into the things by how slow I limp. The cane stands out a bit too.

"Don't stare," the older boy said while helping the other kid by the shoulders.

"Sorry," the girl said, embarrassed.

But instead of taking them to the house I go to the garage. I have a video phone hook up link there too. And some rope...

We have to clear up what to do with 'junior' before I let them in the house.

It's been about two hours since I rescued the teenagers. I just barely gave them two of my only sodas left in the shop fridge but it's a small price to pay to keep them quiet. Although from the look of it Steve wanted a hell of a lot stronger stuff than 7-up.