20. One Year In pt. 1

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*Two months later


Sometimes I really do wonder what goes on in their heads. Then I come to my senses and realize that it'll drive me crazy just taking a peak. Upside was that Roone and I were pretty much completely healed. I still have a bit of a limp but no more stitches and no more wrapping. I have just the slightest bit of scabbing. You know the kind you get oncw the scab is old and it'll fall of by itself, kimda like that.

Currently, Riva because of course it had to be him, with the encouragement from Fredi, had managed to convince us to celebrate this night coming up in two days. According to him, that night marks the one-year anniversary that this whole apocalypse started. So tonight we are at a large supermarket not just doing our usual shopping but looking for gifts to give each other. I'm going down the aisles looking for three particular gifts for three unique boys.

Scratch that, four boys. I'm getting something for Blackie too. One of the shelves here has a proper collar and harness for him. It's adjustable so we can keep it as he continues to grow. I know Fredi surely will have this covered, I got an extra one in a bigger size just in case he gets bigger than we expected. Plus, it's always safer to have an extra just in case something happens to the other one.

After placing his gifts in his bag, I continue looking for other things. We had to carry separate bags for the presents to make sure no one else can see them. That rule was especially made for Fredi since he kept trying to ask us what we think the best gift for him would be after we caught him sneaking a peak at the stuff we found. Nothing too big though as to not drag us down with the added weight.

So as I continue my stroll, I see something hanging that immediately catches my attention. My smile grows wider because I think it's perfect for Roone. I just hope it's the right size for him. Two down, two more to go. Hehehe wow, that kinda sounds like when I'm hunting for our food. Only it's them I'm hunting down. Huh, I wonder if we all played hide and seek who would be the hardest to catch. God, I've been hanging out with Riva too much. My thoughts are starting to scatter and run wild.

It takes about an hour before we meet up at the back of the store to where I'm guessing is the employees breakroom where they had their lunch. I was the first one here but slowly the boys poured in. Unfortunately I wasn't able to find anything for Fredi and Riva here so for the mean time I only have to worry about hiding my gifts for the other two. Easiest way to do it was to put a few of my knives on top of the bags. That should stop all of them, mainly Fredi, from going near it.

Each of them had their own bags and for a split second I completely understood Fredi. The moment I saw Riva with his bag that he had labelled 'baby girl', my head was going crazy on what he considers a gift for me. Technically he's playing by the rules by keeping the gifts hidden until it's time to give them so that we can't see them, but it's not fair that he teases us by putting our names on the bags.

With Roone, I felt a little bit calmer knowing that his present would be something really nice and not as insane as his brother's. No offense to Riva at all. Fredi would definitely get me something that I may or may not know what it is but will be very useful to me. He really is the dad of the group. Well 'gramps' since that's the nickname that Riva gave him after finding him when he woke up from the flood. Despite his grumbling, it stuck and he does smile a bit when he thinks none of us are looking.

Now, Riva on the other hand, kinda scares me. Yes, he's the kindest and funniest guy I think I've ever met, which is why my unintentional nickname for him became 'sweetie'. Yet, that doesn't mean he isn't crazy. His brother describes his energy to someone giving cocaine and a case of red bull to the energizer bunny. Which regrettably I remember what all those things are so I know for a fact that that is spot on for his description. But I wouldn't have him any other way. I know that his gift will be given with all his love and affection.

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