Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

For an unknown amount of hours, I woke up on the couch outside Quinn's room—getting spooned by Tatiana, but I soon discovered a familiar goddess instructing another familiar giantess to help herself with the morning wood I was currently sporting.

Quinn had already grasped me with one hand and was about to put me in her mouth when I did it again and got soft on command.

"What the fu—"

However, I timed it wrong—getting hard in command almost immediately—and I almost poked her fucking eye out.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! STOP MESSING WITH ME!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!"

Not only was I got punched in the nuts, Tatiana almost choked me out from the sudden movements in front of her and it was chaos for a full 30 seconds before everyone else woke up from our night of debauchery. It's just that I still had my cock at the ready so we were kinda late for breakfast because we spent some time in the shower.

And as soon as we walked into the cafeteria, almost everyone had already finished eating and some of them just greeted us briefly before doing their usual routine. Our small group eventually sat down with a small spread but Kaley nudged me to approach Mr. Ng who was still cleaning up in the kitchen.

Tatiana turned to us, "Where are you two going?"

Kaley replied, "Just gonna talk to Mr. Ng for a bit…"

Quinn looked at us momentarily before she sighed and gave us her "blessing", "Sure, go ahead…"

When we made our way to the kitchen, there were a few helpers present but Mr. Ng knew that something was up so he asked them to give us some space.

He wiped his hands on his apron before takin a seat, "Is there any problem?"

Kaley nodded, "Yeah, about the brownies—"

"Oh! D'you want some more later?"

"No… you should've told us…"

I nodded, "Yeah, that wasn't cool."

He never looked so confused, "What? From what I've heard last night—"

"That's not important right now. You should've at least told us—"

Kaley cut me off, "It might've given them the usual results but I was lucky that my share was eaten by Tatiana. I… Marijuana… Doesn't work that well for me. Some people might feel good about it but it's the total opposite for me. I get really anxious for some reason and I even get depressive, to say the least…"

'What? I didn't know that…'

Mr. Ng wiped his forehead and the back of his head with the same towel before he answered, "I… I sincerely apologize. I didn't know— No, I should've definitely asked. I'll do better next time…"

Kaley nodded, "Thank you…"

"Is… I-Is that it? You're not gonna punish me or a-anything? N-Not that I'm asking for it but—"

Kaley waved him off, "No, that's it… No punishments."

"Huh. Well~" Mr. Ng trailed as he scratched his chin, "The food today isn't laced with anything—just to put it out there, you know~ But yeah, do you have anything similar to that?"

"Similar to what?"

"Not that stuff per se but do you have any allergies or adverse reactions to other foods I don't know about? I'm a chef. My job's to know that shit and it seems to me that I'm fucking slacking off in that department."

Kaley shook her head, "N-No… But thank you for asking," then he turned to me, "And you?"

"I'm the same. I eat pretty much anything but I do eat weirdly sometimes."

"Ah~ I see, I see. Can I do something for you guys though? Considering that I didn't get my ass kicked for doing that."

"Nah, the food's already great. We'll join the others now, bye!"

"Alright, kid. See you all later."

At this point, we joined the others for breakfast and after that, I continued my work on "Eleanor" and the water purifiers. I obviously called Myke over so he'd know how to properly operate and maintain them and surprisingly enough, I was able to leave him alone finicking and tinkering with the apparatus so that I could sneak in to print a simple enclosure for one of the broken filters.

'We could've used a donor part but it's good to have the dimensions nailed this early so we wouldn't have problems in the future.'

With that said, the dimensions weren't that difficult to copy but when I checked the engine that Quinn was working on, I had to rub my eyes for a little bit because it now had a huge-ass blower right on top of it.

"Umm…"

Quinn suddenly turned to me, "What? Oh, it's you. Looks fucking badass, eh?"

"Uh-huh… It does… but… Why did you stray from the design? I thought you were just gonna remove the whine or something—"

"Hah? I did say that I'm gonna remove the whiny sound but that doesn't mean that I'm gonna keep it as is."

"But—"

"I just have a burst of inspiration, that's all. Besides, you said it looked badass, right? Oh! The hood! I forgot about the hood— Wait, nah~ I'll just cut a hole for it, my bad."

"..."

Hearing that, I was at a loss for words for a few moments but I got totally stunlocked when she just picked up an angle grinder and straight up murdered the hood I fabricated without batting an eye. She didn't even draw lines with a pencil but to my surprise, it actually worked quite well, but I would definitely polish the edges for a little bit. However, the audacity of this bitch to look so impressed with herself after lucking out ticked me off to an unbelievable degree.

"What?! You're staring at me again and not saying anything! What did I do this time?!"

"You— N-Nevermind, I'll just fix it myself…"

"You're so fucking like Jackie, tell me what's wrong! I'm legit asking!"

"Fine… It's…"

As I told her about her mistakes, she actually listened for once and tried a more gentle handling of the angle grinder to smooth out and polish the rough edges. She would've been doing less work if she didn't go all ham on it the first time but all in all, it was a good thing to learn and impart a few techniques to an expert.

At the same time this was happening, Kaley and Jose took the time to teach a class about properly handling guns. We could hear gunshots erupting here and there but since the area was pretty much clear of deadheads, the only danger we'd face was outside sources.

'Really~ loud though, I definitely know if Kaley or Jose is firing their rifles…'

It was because from looking at their armory before, they didn't have many available attachments—much less suppressors—and the only thing they could do on them was pimp them out, literally making them look like they used cosmetic game skins. However, they do have DIY weapons that couldn't be found anywhere else or picked up from the ground—unless we picked it off from a fallen member or made one ourselves—but as long as it could punch through the skull of an undead, it could be used to save or protect someone.

With that said, it took several hours for us to finish our while Kaley and Jose's class concluded much earlier, but right as Quinn and I sat down by the stairs to catch a small break, Anne came running while holding a long-distance radio. Just from her expression told me that she got chewed up by the higher-ups and since there was only one above Quinn that was away, I already assumed the identity of the caller.

But Quinn just picked it up with a devious smile.

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*bzzt*

"What? Looking for tips to satisfy your wife? I got the best one to ask right here—"

*bzzt*

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*bzzt*

[WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GEN ROOM?! WHAT'S POWERING THE PLACE—]

*bzzt*

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*bzzt*

"Stop fucking screaming at me, I should be the one telling you 'I told you so.', you dumbass."

*bzzt*

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*bzzt*

[BUT LOGAN SAID—]

*bzzt*

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*bzzt*

"LOGAN SAID WHAT, HUH?! IF HE'S TALKING ABOUT ME YOU KNOW DAMN WELL THAT HE'LL TALK OUT OF HIS ASS! HOW DID HE EVEN MANAGE TO TALK TO YOU?! I GOT HIM LOCKED UP FOR BARGING IN HERE YESTERDAY!"

*bzzt*

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[SHIT! FUCK! YOU— You do know that because of that, we'll be fucking behind on our projects, right?! Can't we just—for now, use a smaller number of—]

*bzzt*

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*bzzt*

"Continue that sentence and I'll blow up your entire joint. It's your fucking fault for taking in too many projects at once and relying on a power source that's a fucking time bomb. You're fucking lucky I did what I did or else you would come back to your place with nothing with replacements for your precious gen room."

*bzzt*

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At this point, the two decided to talk normally but when Quinn finally put the radio down, I nudged her before I opened my mouth.

"What projects are you working on?"