Unexpected Reunion

"Maybe canada, maybe back to my homestate, Mass, or, it depends, where do you want to go after?"

"I wanted to head to the coast."
He looks around
"Alright. I take back what I said earlier, I'm gonna go with Light. ONLY because Seseme wants to see Griff."
He looks down at the dog, who was sniffing the seat leg and not paying any attention to what was going on

"Well I'm going with Garret, have any of you seen him fight a zombie....and you want to leave...great I come back to a bus of idiots...and people who seem to have to much time on their hands (looking at the guy doing crunches)" Kip said while putting his arm around Garret and smiling big.

He looked back at the guy doing crunches and laughed.

J comes in on the radio "AY!!! i heard that!!!....."

He laughs then comes back in on the line..."i like workin out ok besides you never know when you have to save someones ass upside down hangin from a bar ...in this type of life that shits real...what about you Kris what are you gonna do?"

"Alright, but im standing right next to you, J whyd you go on the radio? anyway, whay=t about you kurt?"

"Eh I don't need medical help..I'm fine...Besides Kip is right...Zombies...well there cake for me.." Garett chuckled

"Thats my point you like working out...drop the exercise and pick up a fuckin book, eh, brains are better I promise" Kip said in a joking tone the gave J a wink. (He is kidding he is not being a dick)

"You all should just stay, Garret has saved my ass enough times for me to know leaving him is suicide, plus I am handy" he said his arm still over Garrets shoulder and pointing at himself with his other hand.

"No offense garret, but you seem to be an overlord of babies"

"eyy man...Not cool..These guy's aint half bad either, it don't take a braniac to pull a trigger...I need these guys for all that other learnin mumbo jumbo shit....Cause me...Shit..I hated school..." Garett then gave began rubbing Kip's calp with his knuckle...(I think it's called a noogie..)..."Besides, I think I'm finally startin to embrace this family bull shit...."

"Like i said, no offense, but all these guys are clinging to you just because you have alittle more experience than them, but i dont see that, but again, no offense to you all."

..."Alright, Who's the better shot...Me or you...Can you keep your hand steady when a tank shakes the very earth beneath you as he charges at you...You ever fought a Deathclaw? And killed it...with your bare hands? I have...You ever killed a tank with your bare hands? I have..."

"Who needs bare hands when I got guns?"

"Shoot a tank in the head with one of those guns at close range...I bet you it wont bring him down...I bet you he'll swing his big arm right into you...Or just crush you..."

"Pshh close range, i only get close range when theres nothin that can kill me around, duh, its common knowledge. "

"Prove's you don't know what you're talkin bout...You always expect to have distance when fighting? What about a sneak attack..." Garett chuckled.."stop arguin with me man, just admit it.."

Jonathan had been watching the exchange with the air of watching a tennis match.
"I'm going outside, I needed some air anyway"
He walks out the door and onto the hot sand, Seseme at his heels

"Ay im not following Garret im stickin with mike because he seems to be the one not takin any risks over anything...i dont just want some gunman thats gonna be running into every battle wrecklessly an i dont wanna be around a bunch of people thats gonna be stayin away from the prey either i wanna live thats all ..."

J comes on the bus and moves down to do a bit of push ups

"I wanna be with someone that has always got my back when i need them same for when they need me im with Mike and Garret because i know i can trust them with my lives all took was 5 minutes in their presence and i knew that i could trust them..as for Garret he's gonna be needin some back up experience or not"

"Eh...I guess some help don't hurt...And bud, honestly...You think this group doesn't fight...That they all rely on me...We are a team...Some parts of it are stronger...But none of them are weaker..."

Suddenly a loud banging noise could be heard on the bus..."SOME BODY OPEN DIS DOW!" A gangster sounding voice could be heard from the outside.

Max's head shot up when he heard the banging. No matter how focused on his chemicals, he could not tune out something that loud.
Curious about the noise, Max forgot that he was holding a test tube that was quickly filling up with a green jellylike substance until it began to overflow and a chunk hit his finger.
"Ah!" he shouted and, instead of dropping the test tube, dropped the match he was holding under it. The fluid settled and stopped rising. Max looked at his finger. The small chunk had burned a piece of skin on his finger, and it looked almost like plastic. Looking at where it landed on the floor, Max watched as the little did nothing to the metal floor of the bus.
When Max tried to pick up the thing, it burned his fingers again, and he jumped back a little.

J jump up and brings his rifle straight to his shoulder in aim then advances towards the door quickly going through garret as he rushes to the door he calls out

"JOHNATHAN IS OUT THERE!!!!! WE GOTTA DO SOMETHIN!!!"

J shifts his gaze to the group angrily he says

"We GOTTA DO SOMETHIN!!! your move"

Garett walked over to the man with glasses and helped him to his feet..."What the hell are you doing?" Garett ignored the banging.."some one else get it..." He said over his shoulder...

"I see how it is dog, since im da black guy...Yall wont let me in, See now if I was white...Yall would be like "OKAY! I open da dow right naw" But naw dog...Yall are racist..." Wilbert said pounding on the door again.

J opens the door quickly pulling the man in and shutting the door behind him ,he gets some distance and at gun point asks

"Who are you? and where did you come from? and most of all what do you want?"

"Damn nigga chill, tryin to get some safety from da zombies and den I come here to be all shot up and shit...Man yall some racists...If I was white yall wouldn't be holdin a gun to mah face, but since im black its all like "WHO DA FUCK ARE YOU AND WHERE YO ASS FROM?" Nigga I aint a zombie, so I aint gonna hurt you...Shit...Chill..."

Max adjusted his glasses and looked at his fingers.
"I was trying to find something that could give us an extreme upperhand against anything," he said, looking at the fluid. "I think I might have found it."