Sign Your Name

Sign Your Name

“What do you think they’re doing?” Alex looked out through a narrow gap in the boards across the window at the zombie-mob gathered on the sidewalk outside.

“I what?” He turned to look at me with a glare.

“You’re looking at the zombies. They seem to be working together, not exactly brain dead after all,” I explain.

“No.” He shook his head.

“No?”

“I’m not in the zombie story,” he clarified.

“Well, sure you are. I mean, I haven’t named names yet but it could be you,” I assured him.

“It’s not,” he said with finality and another glare.

“But Alex – ”

“Send Blondie,” he cut me off.

“Me? No thanks.” He didn’t even look up from the Nintendo DS he was playing. “And I have a name by the way.”

“You do? What is it?” I stared at him expectantly. Would he be a Chaz, a Travis? How about Leo or Brad?

“Yeah what is it?” Alex was curious too.

Blondie snorted. “Chaz? Really?”

I didn’t say that out loud!

“Babe,” Alex chided. “You know we know what you know. You know?”

“Fuckity fuck,” I muttered, annoyed. “Why don’t I know what you know then?”

“Your mind is a mystery to us all sugar,” Blondie laughed.

“Well? What is it,” I snapped.

Blondie looked up with a smirk. “I’m no fool sugar. If I tell you that, you’ll put me in the zombie story.”

“Would you rather wear a dress again?” I threatened.

He didn’t even hesitate. “Yes I would.”

I glared at them, considered eyeliner and dresses for them both.

“I don’t think Alex has got the legs for it,” Blondie muttered.

“Fuck you, I do so,” AlexΒ  mumbled, his attention on a book.

“Come on, someone’s got to deal with the unbraindead zombies,” I whined. “Alex? Adam?”

“Not even close,” Blondie said with a snort.

11 Comments

    1. Author

      Pictures please πŸ˜€

    1. Author

      He’s gone, ran away while I was out πŸ™

    1. Author

      Apparently you can just put on a kilt then it’s not cross dressing! πŸ˜‰

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          I know but I’m really loving men in kilts right now πŸ˜‰

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              This calls for a new post methinks …

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