Zombie Family Dinner · 3:57pm Sep 19th, 2021
“Finally! I’ve been wanting some Olive Garden for weeks. How’re you feeling, Bezzy?”
“Pretty good…” she looked at the young zombie nymph sitting next to her. Dante smiled softly.
“Aaaand what about you, scoundrel?”
Zombiewings took a sip of her drink. “…I’ll take it.” he gave a supportive grin and nod, patting her on the head before focusing on his slice of lasagna.
Undead Bez took another bite of her spaghetti. She could barely recall eating at a restaurant like this.
There hadn’t been any verbal exchange between her and Dante since what happened earlier. Undead Bez was still trying to figure out what had happened. Why was Dante so anxious after that ordeal?
The changeling seemed focused on his pasta, still.
She sighed heavily after swallowing.
“What’s wrong, Bezzylicious?”
She blushed after hearing that nickname. “I still don’t really understand… what happened earlier?”
“Whaddya mean?”
“I mean… you were almost like…”
His brows raised in response to her hesitation; he’d clearly realized what she meant. “Oh! W-Well, I-I don’t really think it’s something to stress over…”
“Why not?”
“I-It’s a lot I’m not ready to talk about—”
“Big brother!” A certain, slightly smaller changeling had been sneaking up on the two, then perching up on Dante’s shoulders. He was none other than Bloodpop, his pink cap on backwards with his gossamer mane in a low ponytail- but with the signature three strands loose, as always.
“Oh, heheh, hey…”
“Heh… I lost track of how many brothers you have.”
Dante chuckled, “This one’s name is Bloodpop. He’s the youngest of the group…lil’ Tasmanian devil.”
“Hehe!”
“Sometimes we just call him ‘Taz’.”
“That’s cool. Hey ‘Taz.”
Zombiewings finished her pasta—penne with tomato sauce—and crawled under the table to meet Bloodpop. He wasn’t more than two heads taller than the table itself, which made him about a head shorter than Dante was. But he bent down to look at the nymph with smiling eyes.
She looked up at him with a tomato sauce-covered face.
“Aren’t you the sweetest thing?” He chuckled and retreated to the top of the table for a napkin. He wiped her mouth with it and asked, “What’s your name?”
There was no response. The nymph mouthed something, but no voice came out.
“Erm…”
“The kid doesn’t speak.”
“She can’t speak.”
His eyes widened a little. “Oh. Oh.”
The two nodded sagely.
Bloodpop looked back at the zombie nymph, who seemed to nuzzle up to him. “Heh. Adorable.”
Aww
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“Heh. Hooray.”
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Cute