Abhigya ;zombie series. DRABBLES

I will update soon. These series are about Abhi asking pragya all those zombie questions and pragya answering them.

Small drabble 1:

Pragya is a mental health therapist. 😎

A: "What would you do if I turned into a zombie?"☯️

P: "I would have you committed to an insane asylum, since we both know there's no such thing as zombies."😈

A: "Fair enough."

The idea struck me when I was watching 'dead alive'.

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Drabble 2

(Abhi l and pragya love horror movies, and both are die-hard fans of The Walking Dead'.)

A: "Babe, if there's a zombie apocalypse and I get turned, would you kill me?"

P: "Nah, I'd pull a Michonne' so I could keep you with me. You'd be protecting me then."

A: *hugs him tight* "This is why I love you! I had the same plan!"

(Michonne is a character who has two zombies that she keeps as pets', by removing their arms and lower jaws.)

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Drabble 3

( Abhi and pragya decide to have a little bit of fun, and he ask her the ever-famous zombie apocalypse question.)

A: "Imagine that the zombie apocalypse started, and I got infected. What would you do?"

P: "I'd make the last few moments of your life the most wonderful you've ever had. Then I'd bind you up with explosives before you passed. Once you had turned, I would throw you off the roof into a group of zombies, and detonate the explosives when they came to investigate. What would you do?"

A: "Your idea sounds appealing, but then I'd feel like I was desecrating your corpse. However, that would help me live in the long run. I could also see the fun in chaining you up in the backyard as a pet zombie, but that almost seems a bit cruel. Also, depending on how painful the zombie-fication' is, and how sentient one would be after becoming a zombie, I could also see myself purposefully turning into a zombie as well. That way we could terrorize the living together forever, or until some stupid survivor came along and shot us. But then again, that could mean turning into a monstrosity with nothing but murderous instincts, unless I was somehow able to maintain a sense of etiquette and morals, and choose to eat steak instead of brains..."

P: "... I love you."