Mans Best Friend

Yeah. Since everyone believed her about the bite, she didn't have to sneak around the cabin, meaning people trusted her more, were kind to her and treated her differently meaning all those events helped her and Sarah get along much better as Clementine doesn't have to hold much against Sarah's father.

All of this happens because of one simple dog.

Dawn was breaking as Pete, Nick and Clementine exited the cabin. The orange golden glow touched the tree tops causing them to catch a blaze in the beaming sunlight. 

"How about you go get Sam, me and Nick will wait for you, since Nick needs to do his business" Pete said with a small chuckle, Nick glared at him crossly. 

"Ok" Clementine replied, and wandered over to the shed. There was silence inside, she listened closely for any sound or trace of Sam. She undid the bolt and threw open the doors. Sam burst out into the open air and jumped up at her, knocking Clementine to the ground. She laughed as Sam began to lick her excitedly, he was so glad to see her familiar face. 

"Hey boy" she greeted, ruffling up his fur. Sam got off her, allowing Clementine to stand up "Me, Pete and Nick are going down to the river to catch some fish, would you like to come?" She asked, and Sam answered with a bark. She stroked his head, letting out a small giggle "I'll take that as a yes then".

She patted her knees "Come on boy, lets go, there waiting for us". Sam woofed and came to her side, following her over to Pete, who was standing by a forest trail. 

"Where's Nick?" She asked as they joined him. 

"Ah like I said, he's gone to do his business" he replied. 

"Business?" Clementine questioned, confused by his remark. 

".... He's gone to piss on a tree" 

"Oh ok" 

"Come on Clem, lets head down to the river" Pete told her, as he began to trudge along the forest trail. Clementine and Sam followed close behind. 

"What about Nick?" She asked. 

"Ah he'll be find, the boy knows where the river is, he can catch up to us" 

Pete walked on ahead, carrying his rifle and going at a steady pace as the path turned into a slope. Clementine clutched her bandaged arm tightly, while Sam wandered round, straying from the path every so often and sniffing round trees, taking in the new smells. 

"How ya' holding up? I heard you got an earful from Rebecca last night. Once she gets going there's no bringing her back. Her barks worse than her bite" 

"What's her problem?" She asked. 

"Well, she's got a lot on her mind, lately. Bringing a baby into a world like this?" He replied, as the three of them walked over a door which had been place over a large ditch, it was being used as a bridge. Clementine picked up her pace and ran to Pete's side. 

"How far are these fish traps?" Clementine asked as Sam also joined them, after exploring their surroundings more. 

"It ain't much further" Pete told her. 

Clementine gave Pete's rifle a hard stare which Pete picked up on. "Anyone teach you how to shoot?" He questioned. "By that I mean taught proper" he added. "Any idiot with a finger can shoot" 

"My friend Lee taught me" she replied. 

"That's good. It's important nowadays" he commented, steeping over a wired fence while Clementine and Sam proceeded to do the same. 

"Nick was about your age first time I took him huntin'. Came across this beautiful 3 point buck just standin' there on the ridge line" he said, pausing from walking and Clementine stopped to listen, while Sam continued to sniff round at the brush as they talked. 

"The boy takes the rifle... lines up the shot just like how I taught him... And then I hear him start whinin'. He turns to me and says 'I can't do it. I can't shoot it Uncle Pete. Please don't make me shoot it'" Pete said in a whining voice, imitating Nick in his younger days.

"Really? No way" Clementine responded.

"Hey!" A voice yelled. They both turned round to see Nick running towards them "Why didn't you wait for me?" He asked out of breath.

"You want us standin' around while you piss on a tree? You know where the river is, boy" Pete replied. "Anyway, I go to grab the gun out his hand before this big buck runs off when BANG! The gun fires. Boy nearly gut shot me. And of course the buck gets away."

"What're you goin' and tellin' her this shit for?" Nick interrupted.

"Cause you almost blew he face off yesterday. Seems relevant. Tryin' to let her know it's nothin' personal with you" Pete replied.

"Why are you always giving me a hard time?" Nick asked crossly.

""Because you're always givin' everyone else a hard time."

"I apologised already. She accepted."

"Ok, well I didn't know that."

"It's ok. He apologised." Clementine added.

"You're always trying to embarrass me" Nick said.

"You're doing a good enough job of that on your own" Pete argued.

Enraged, Nick pushed past Pete, knocking his shoulder purposely.

"Leavin' us again?"

"I know where the fucking river is!" Nick replied as he stormed off.

Pete watched him to before turning to Clementine "So anyway.... I found that buck later that season. Shot it right in the neck. Brought it up to my sister's figurin' she'd want to freeze some of the meat.... Nick didn't speak to me for weeks." He said, finishing off on his story of the old pre-apocalyptic days. "Sometimes you gotta play a role... Even if the people you love hate ya for it" Pete stated.

"He doesn't hate you" Clementine told him kindly.

"Nick's father wasn't there much, and he was a piece of shit when he was, so it fell to me to keep him in line. Raise him right. Meant I couldn't be just nice Uncle Pete." He said sadly.

"UNCLE PETE!" Nick yelled suddenly, Pete and Clementine were immediately on high alter and sprinted down towards the river, Sam following close behind.

Anyway, update 2 posts above.

Oh... This is a fa-oh. I thought that this was discussing Sam...

1 up yours harpa,1 up yours*flips harp off*

Sarcasm or not?

Uhh... so that is a yes?