No one's POV.
Troy walked over to Clem and kicked her slightly and she looked up at him.
Clem: Don't kick me! It's rude!
Troy: Whatever. Bill wants a word with all of you. Wake up your boyfriend above you.
Troy walked off and Clementine got up and saw her best friend, Y/N sleeping like a baby. She shook him and he sat up.
Y/N: *Yawn* What's going on?
Clem: Carver wants a word with us.
Y/N sighed and got off the bunk. The kids walk over to the rest of the group and the door opened. It was Carver with some other guards.
Carver: There's been some increased walker activity along the fence, so be mindful when outside the walls. The herd has moved closer to our base, but that doesn't mean we'll be hit. Now...I know you're a little upset at what happened yesterday, but that's all in the past now. So some of you are new to my community. Others are runaways. But know that you can find your redemption here. Forgiveness, through what will undoubtedly be hard work.
As Carver continued his speech, Sarah leans over to Y/N and Clem and says.
Sarah: How did you guys sleep? I was so tired. I beds aren't very comfortable.
Clem: Pay attention. We'll talk later.
Sarah: Okay, sure. I just thought that-.
Y/N: *quietly* Sarah, shut up!
Carver: Carlos!
They all jump at Carver. He looks at Carlos dead in the eye and said.
Carver: Your daughter seems to be in need of correction.
Carlos: Right, um. Sarah. Say..say you're sorry to Mr. Carver.
Sarah: *nervously* I'm sorry, sir.
Carver: Oh no. That won't cut it. I can't have this kind of behavior on day one of your reform. You discipline that child.
Carlos: How do you propose I do that?
Carver: Give her a good smack. Across her face. Maybe that will teach her and the other kids to not rudely interrupt me during my speech. Go ahead, we've got all morning.
Everyone stood still at Carver's order. Y/N and Clem looked at Sarah with fear and worry.
Carlos: I'm not sure with my hand I could-.
Carver: Well that's why God gave you two hands. And don't give any slap on the wrist type of force. A good hard one. Otherwise, I'll have Troy do it. You wouldn't want that. He can be a little...overzealous. Is that the word I'm looking for Troy?
Troy: If it means I'll go to slap her pretty little face, then yes.
Clem: It was my fault!
Troy: Hey! No one's fuckin talking to you!
Carver waved his hand at him, telling him to let it go. He looks over at Y/N and Clem.
Carver: Make sure you kids pay close attention to what happens when you don't listen to me.
Carlos looks at Sarah, who was shaking at what was about to happen.
Carlos: Close your eyes, honey. It's only gonna hurt for a second.
Carlos hesitated to do it.
Carver: Do it!
Carlos raised his hand and smacked his daughter hard to the floor and she screamed in pain. Carlos looks down at his daughter, who now had a big red mark on her face and was crying.
Carlos: I'm- I'm so sorry Sarah-.
Carver: Your not codling that little brat no more! Let her lay there and think about what she's done! Troy, get Carlos down to his post. Everyone else will have their assignments. It's time to get to work.
Troy walked over to Carlos and looked down at Sarah.
Troy: Holy shit! You really knocked the shit out of her doc!
Carver: I Said everyone get to work!
Troy took Carlos down to his post. More guards came and took the rest of the group down to their posts. That left Y/N and Clem to go down to the army.
Y/N's POV.
Me and Clementine were being escorted down to our post at the armory when I saw two men staring at us. A short, fat guy that had an "I got wood" shirt on. The other was a tall, short blonde haired guy.
???: Hey Shaun, Who are those little pricks?
The fat guy had a British accent.
Shaun: They're one of the new people. They were with Carlos and Sarah-.
The tall blonde haired guy also had a British accent.
???: Ugh, Sarah. I hate that little annoying bitch! She should've stayed gone!
Shaun: She's had a hard time, Ed.
Ed: So have we! We barely made it out of that pub with our lives!
I shook this off and continued walking to the armory. We got to the armory and the guard opened the door for us. We walked in and saw that Bonnie woman we saw at the lodge. She offered us a seat and me and Clem sat down next to her.
Bonnie: I guess you two are starting your day with me. We're loading magazines.
I took an AK-47 mag and loaded it. Clem did the same. Bonnie looks at us surprised.
Bonnie: Well, I guess I won't have to explain how to load it then.
Y/N: We've done something like this before. Only with magazines to hunting rifles.
Bonnie nods as she puts a bullet in a magazine. We sat in silence and worked until Bonnie broke the silence.
Bonnie: I guess I owe you kids an apology. I wasn't very truthful when I came across y'all at the lodge. I was shown great kindness I never would've expected from a man like that. But...now he's dead and I can't help but feel I'm to blame for that. The intent was for people not to get killed and I truly believed that.
Clem: It isn't your fault.
Y/N: It's Carver's. He's the one who pulled that trigger, not you.
Bonnie: Right, but...I could've done something about that. I thought that when we found everyone, I could handle the situation. I thought everyone was gonna be safe, but that's not how it went. All I can say is I'm sorry, which doesn't account for much, but it's all I can offer right now.
We continued working again until Bonnie spoke up.
Bonnie: So um, how was y'alls first night in the yard?
Y/N: I wouldn't call it a yard. More like a prison. But other than that, I loved sleeping on a blanket on a hardwood bunk bed.
Clem: It was very cold as well.
Bonnie: Well you got those skinny arms and you don't have a jacket...I was supposed to leave, with Luke and his friends. I wanted to leave.
Clem: Why didn't you?
Bonnie: You May call it a prison, Y/N. But you can't deny that this is the safest place you can find for miles. We've got food, water, and electricity.
Y/N: We did have that at the lodge until you found us and...
Bonnie frowns and looked down in shame.
Clem: Luke never mentioned you.
Bonnie: He didn't? Well, that doesn't surprise me. He doesn't even know me that well. When he told me that he and his friends were leaving, I thought he was the most insane guy I ever laid eyes on.
Y/N: Well your not looking hard enough...
Bonnie: What do you mean?
Y/N: You keep saying that this place is safe, but it isn't with Carver in control.
Bonnie: You are safe, if you get on his good side.
Y/N: *sternly* Good side?! The man killed someone in cold blood, forced a father to slap his own daughter and god knows what else he's done!
Clem put a hand on my shoulder, telling me to calm down. So I sat back down on my chair angrily and continued working.
Bonnie: I...I guess he does take things a little to far, but he's under a lot of stress right now. Keeping a group this large fed, watered and most importantly safe. If I was in his shoes, I wouldn't be able to handle that job. I'm not defending the things he's done, that was...
Y/N: He's crazy.
Clem: Sounds like you respect him.
Bonnie: I don't, it's just...*sigh* It's just that he saved me a while ago and I have sympathy for him. Even though, he doesn't do the same. Luke had ideas on how things should go around here and they butted heads like a couple of bucks. Then Rebecca got in the mix and that made everything worse. Maybe Luke was right about him, but...I just hope he's safe.
Just then the radio went off.
???: Hey Bonnie, are those two kids down there with you? I need to come and get them.
Bonnie picked up the radio and pushed the red button.
Bonnie: Yeah, their still here.
???: Okay, I'll be over to come and get 'em.
The radio went silent and I had a worried expression.
Bonnie: I'm sure it's nothing. Oh, I almost forgot.
She walked over to a box and opened it. She pulls out a pretty ugly looking jacket.
Y/N: That ain't for me is it?
Bonnie: Of course not. It's for Clem.
She hands her the jacket and Clem puts it on her. I try my best to hold in a laugh at how ridiculous it looks on her.
Bonnie: I found it at the ski lodge y'all were staying. It fits you nicely. Do you like it?
Clem gave a "not sure" expression.
Bonnie: *sigh* You don't like it.
Clem: No, it's not that...
Bonnie: Well, fashion doesn't exactly exist anymore. It'll keep you warm at least.
Just then, a guard came in.
???: Hey Bonnie. What's with the ugly ass jacket?
Bonnie: Tavia!
Tavia: What?
Bonnie: Nothing. I'll see you, kids, again tomorrow.
Tavia: Come on.
We follow the woman out of the room to where ever we're going to next.