Clicks was running with the rest of the group at the back, was the right word because now he’s by passing them and soon running laps around them. He wasn’t used to keeping it slow and paced, the Dead Walkers were never predictable in their runs. Which is why he used bells to keep them interested in him as he ran or danced.

He also noticed that the Dead Walkers had some of their memories and tried to cut him off a few times which is why he got into dodging and weaving. Sometimes he would even climb up buildings if they got a bit too excited.

He hadn’t finished his sky walk before he left so sometimes he would be stuck up there for hours until someone came by and made a distraction for him to get down and start his runs again. He kept his pace fast until they started trying to catch him, he slowed down but it seems that they were intent on trying to catch him.

Dead Walkers were not predicable, humans were. It was easy to see where they would go by how they moved and tensed. He dodged all of them and ran them in a circle. He got into his Dead Walker run, teasing them just enough to touch him and speeding up to keep them interested. He lead them around Camp until they started falling to the floor exhausted.

When the last one fell was when he stopped and looked at the chaos he created just by running. Dead Walkers never tire this easily, if they want a chance to catch him then having more teams after him was a good idea and not all at once but one at a time.

Shaking his head at them he started heading back to his room, bored.

They weren’t fun to be around once they lose.

He knew that they will try and get back at him but he found a way to keep them back and it was to give Rover a poke. Everyone always talks about how dangerous Rover was but he’s not once even looked at him when ever he was feeling brave.

Turning to look at everyone that was starting to get up and glare at him he decided to see what Rover would do if he jumped on his back. He looked for leverage to give him a boost and launched his attack on the scary man that everyone is afraid of.

The guy took it like a champ.

Not even a flinch as he hung onto Rover around the neck.

The air was tense.

So he did the only thing he could and climbed up to his shoulders and sat himself there.

“Are you having fun up there?” Rover growled as he continued his survey of the land. He didn’t want to bother with clicking so shook Rover’s head ‘Yes’ and made Rover smile by pulling the sides of his mouth back. Then Rover started walking and Clicks was now stuck.

Rover had a certain path to follow and he had to check on everyone, Clicks was surprised for the little tour of the Camp but didn’t fight against it. He even waved a people as Rover took his duty seriously with a immature child on his shoulders.

He can’t remember the last time he had so much fun, it might have been with his older brother.

Of course he never got to be on his shoulders.

He seen a low hanging branch and reached out for it as if it was his stop. When he did he felt arms lock his feet in place. “Where are you going? We’re not done yet.”

Clicks let the branch go and on Rover went, it was soon late into the night and every was now in the Base. Rover was making a last check before going in himself. He went to the Canteen and got himself something to eat and grabbed something for Clicks.

A few quick taps on his leg and Clicks woke up ready to fight whatever came at him. Then he relaxed and let himself down from Rover’s shoulders and ate happily beside him. After they ate Rover picked Clicks back up and carried him to his room.

He set Clicks down on his bed and stared at him. “What am I going to do with you? You’re ruining me, you do know that right?”

Clicks nodded happily.

“You know your only causing trouble for yourself?”

Again he nodded happily.

“You made a fool out of a lot of people, I wouldn’t be surprised if they left you out to die outside of the walls.”

Clicks shrugged.

“Even if they do leave you out to hang, would you still save them?”

Clicks looked at him for a bit then nodded happily.

“Are you going to continue to act like this or are you going to take things seriously?”

Clicks made a motion of laughing and pointing at him.

“Very well, I’m not going to be around to play with you like today. Your on your own from now on.”

Clicks thought for a moment or two then nodded.

“If your bored visit Dr. Michele, he’ll want to know what trouble you are causing all of us. He doesn’t get out much, stays stuck in his lab. If you can bring him something to eat, sometimes he forgets.”

Clicks nodded and ‘Wrote’ it all down on his imaginary notepad.

“— • —     • •     • • •     • • •”

“Watch it!” Rover growled. “Just keep an eye on the guy. Don’t want our only doctor to die now do we?”

Clicks shook his head no.

“Good, now get some sleep.”

Clicks woke up and the first thing he did was visit Dr. Needle. He was asleep at his desk so he left a piece of candy under his hand and left to get breakfast. He did the morning workout and for lunch he went down with food for the doctor and seen that he was working hard on something. Setting the food down, the mans hand went and picked off the plate.

He left the man to work and continued his routine with a few added trips to Dr. Needle. He noticed a few notes here and there about some Dark Red thing but ignored most of it since it wasn’t his place. He just dropped off the food or coffee to the man and continued on his way.

“Not so brave now that Rover isn’t here to save you, huh?” one of the guys stopped him before he was to head for dinner. Clicks only motioned a laugh at them. “Why you!”

“What’s going on?” someone asked.

“Curtz! Uh, nothing! Just having a friendly chat with Decoy.”

“That’s not what I heard, get your laps in quickly before dinner is over. Clicks, are you ok?” Curtz asked and held a hand out to him.

Clicks stared at him and just nodded and went into the building. He gathered up some food for him and Dr. Needle but was once again stopped by the same guys.

“You Curtz new bitch?”

‘When will these guys give up? So annoying,’ Clicks thought and moved out of the way of a hand that was rushing towards him. He tripped the guy easily and went for the next tripping him as well. He looked to the last one and he held up his hands and backed away. Clicks shrugged and went to visit Dr. Needle.

He set the plate down beside him and just when he was reaching out to grab some of the finger food Clicks pulled it away to make the man look at him.

“Oh, Clicks hello,” the man smiled, “Were you the one bringing me food?”

Clicks nodded and gave the plate back and started signing about his day to the man. Dr. Needle sat there watching and eating, having a much needed break from his work.

“Sounds like you had a fun day today, I appreciate the food and drink and the odd candy here and there. They really helped,” Dr. Needle said and signed back. They sat and talked until it was time for bed, with Clicks learning a few new signs and the doctor happy with a new drinking buddy.

As the days went on, he grew more aware of when Clicks was nearby and the two talked as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Hey, Cricket. Can’t you see I’m in the middle of a checkup?” the man growled, probably still sore about being tripped by a mute with both hands occupied.

“Derrek don’t mind Clicks, it’s mostly me talking anyways. He’s not distracting me if that is what you are worried about.

“Well he’s distracting me, Curtz new Bitchtoy better leave or else.”

“You two going to kiss?” Dr. Needle asked getting his revenge on Clicks for pulling the same thing on him.

“Gross,” Derrek said. Clicks shrugged and left a plate of food for Dr. Needle and left them to it.

Rover had stayed true to his word and wasn’t around for a long time, it wasn’t until a truck returned and Rover hopped out. Curtz greeted them as usual as boxes were being carried out of the vehicle to te base storage.

Clicks continued his routine, giving everyone a run for their money and not letting them catch him. He got his food and some for the doctor and made his way down.

“There you are, Dr. Michele said that you were trying to make him fat with all the food you brought down. Try not to over feed the guy,” Rover said going back up. Clicks walked in set the plate down on the desk then watched as Dr. Needle did some stretches.

Clicks joined him, grabbed some weights and turned to the door then started his workout from the first time he was there.

“Wouldn’t do any good to be a plump chicken for the Bone Rotters added light exercise to my daily routine.”