Chapter 16: Mine
Nodding my head, I thought about the specific gun that I wanted and then zipped Teddy open. Instead of the normal lining that I usually felt inside of Teddy, there was nothing. It was like putting my hand out into open air where nothing touched me back.
Within seconds, though, a gun was nestled in the palm of my hand, and I withdrew it.
"I haven't met the smart ones yet," I explained sagely as I wrapped the arm with the gun behind Dimitri's head. Leaning as far as I could against him, I used the same arm that was clinging to Teddy to cling to him. "I was told that they had giant round heads with pencil-dick necks," I continued like I had all the knowledge.
Suddenly, I felt a boop on my nose. "Who told you that?" grumbled Dimitri, sounding a bit like a bear. A cute bear, more like Teddy than the militia guy, but a bear nonetheless. "You shouldn't be talking like that."
"Marc told me," I replied honestly. "Right before he gave up his left nut to wish for the dumb zombies."
Should I be telling him all this? Maybe not. But at least now he should know where to go if he wants wishes, right?
Because I can be his girl.
For wishes. I can be his girl for wishes.
"Still not acceptable," grumbled Dimitri.