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Clementine, Pete, and Stella walk through the forest on their way to the river. This was Stella's favorite part of the day, fishing. She and her father used to go fishing all the time when he was off.
Pete: (he looks at Clementine) How ya holding up? I heard you got an earful from Rebecca last night. Once she gets going, there's no bringing her back. Her bark's worse than her bite.
Clementine: What's her problem?
Pete: Well, she's got a lot on her mind, lately. Bringing a baby into a world like this?
Stella: That's how my mom was when she was pregnant with my sister. Always grouchy.
Pete: She was in a mood last night, that's for sure...
Clementine: How far are these fish traps?
Pete: It ain't much further. (notices Clementine looking at his rifle) Anyone teach you how to shoot? By that I mean taught proper. Any idiot with a finger can shoot.
Clementine: My friend Lee taught me.
Pete: That's good. It's important nowadays.
Clementine: Yeah. But not a rifle!
Pete: Well, that makes sense. Less kick. This thing would probably knock you on your ass. (He then looks at Stella) What about you? Anyone ever taught you to shoot?
Stella: My dad taught me before everything happened. Not a rifle though. Not the biggest fan of guns to be honest. Bad memories.
Pete: (he looks at Stella apologeticly before looking back at Clementine) It's okay if you can't. Maybe once things settle down we'll get you a lesson or two.
Clementine nods.
Pete: Nick was about both y'all ages first time I took him huntin'. Came across this beautiful 13-point buck just standin' there on the ridgeline. The boy takes the rifle, lines up the shot just like I taught him, then I hear him start whinin'. He turns to me and he says, "I can't do it. I can't shoot it, Uncle Pete. Please don't make me shoot it."
Clementine: Aw, that's ssad
Stella: Sounds like my brother. He was a big scaredy cat when he first learned, but he then became a cop.
Nick runs up to the three.
Nick: Hey! Why didn't you wait?
Stella: Cause you're too slow. (She receives a look of annoyance from Nick)
Pete: You want us standin' around while you piss on a tree? You know where the river is, boy.
The group continues walking.
Pete: Anyway, so I grab the gun out of his hand before this big buck runs off when BANG! The gun fires. Boy nearly gut shot me. And of course the buck gets away.
Nick: What're you goin' and tellin' her this shit for?
Pete: 'Cause you almost blew her face off yesterday. Seems relevant. Tryin' to let her know it's nothin' personal with you.
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Under The Stars / TWDG /
FanfictionStella Sun was only 7 when the world she once knew turned into a nightmare. She was named after the stars, her mother wanted her to be a light that shines in the darkest of times. Now she must survive in a world full of the dead. One thing Stella l...
