Zombie Apocalypse

"Ashley, stop it." I said, trying not to laugh that he was using one of the magazines to the gun as a banana! He smiled, and loaded the gun in under 30 seconds. I was proud of him. He could tell, because he said, "Are you proud of me?" I smiled, and patted his shoulder, and said, "Yes, very proud of you." He smiled, and I asked, "What do you want to learn next?" "Um, self defence!" He said, excidedly. So I taught him.
*Skip Teaching and Shift, Where Nothing Happened*
We sat down, and Ashley looked at me, and he looked sweaty. "Ashley, do you feel okay?" He shook his head, and I put my hand on his forehead. "Ashley, your hot, here, take this." I said, handing him some Tyelnol, and water. He took it, and then I put my arm around him, and he laid his head on my stomach, and fell asleep.

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(A/N: What's wrong with Ashley, could he be turning into a zombie, or is there something else wrong? Sorry for the short chapters, I will try to make them longer!)