(obviously Martin started killing them when they ate his hat.)
Me: Why kill them with a bat?
Me: We could throw a sugar brick on them!
This is really really really brilliant! I really like your drawing and the idea... But how could they dare eating his hat?!
Love how many CP zombie AU conversations there are in the comments, too
I can just imagine them all stuck in the 'secret bar' at Fitton airport, and Arthur saying how it was 'brilliant'
M. Douglas pass the baseball bat.
D. Wha- why?
M. THEY. ATE. MY. HAT!
Brilliant !!!!! love it
it was really hard for him T: poor martin
D: Yes... Martin?
M: Did they just eat my hat.
D: Was that supposed to be a question, or a comment?
M: ...Give me the bat.
D: Sir, I don't think that's a great idea--
M: I said, give me the bat.
D: I'd suggest you don't let them bite you, captain. And -bloody hell- duck! *swings baseball bat at Martin, who ducks in the nick of time*
M: Did he just...... eat my hat?
M: Give me that bat.
M: Just give it to me! I'll show them who the captain is! I'll write it on my forehead in their BLOOD! *roars*
....Did I just write a mini crack-ish fic in a comment?
Goes to show how awesome this is!!
yup, that's exactly what happened!!
XD thank you!
of course you are. sir.
DEATH BY FRECKLES