"....I'll try, Cupcake. I promised to keep you and my family safe and I barely trust myself out of your sights."<br/><br/>He smiles at her adding, "But I will do so if you think I can't do it any longer. Just keep an eye on my mental ability....night, Mikayla."<br/><br/>With another smile, he leaves but turns and hands her a gun.<br/><br/>"Just in case a raider or a zombie tries to get in.", Aerius says then leaves to patrol.<br/><br/><br/>Tara sleeps in the front seat like Davy as Peep slept on the bed part. The whole caravan settled down...most probably hoping that this is all a dream again.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">NEXT DAY: DAY TWO OF THE APOCALYPSE</span><br/><br/>Aerius and few early birds made breakfast for the group of people. The smell of bacon, pancakes, and other breakfast goods waft through the air. The cooks cooked everything anybody could want for a breakfast. Three of the vans carried the food and cooking equipment. People woke up to see this and Aerius brought plates to Tara and her truck, Allie, and Mikayla and her parents. Tara and her truck gotten grape juice all simultaneously agreeing on it. Allie got apple and water.<br/><br/>Aerius opens the truck carefully holding the tray of food.<br/><br/>"Morning.", he greets cheerfully. Again, not a cheerful time but better than waking up to gloominess all day.