A/N- Hey! So after a some what emotional parting from you guys nearly a day ago. I'm back! (I know this came in a short space of time, but I've still got some time to spare before Uni, and I thought I'd treat you guys to a slighter happier story following No Going Back) anyhow in contrast to No Going Back, these series of oneshots will focus on lighter situations (all too pass the time). Henceforth this will make taking over Carver's camp seem worth it.

P.S. This contains a ton of Spoilers for No Going Back, so If you haven't read No Going Back, go on and read it first if you don't want the story spoiled for you.

Comedy's not my strong point, but I'll try... so with that in mind, I bring you... The spoils of war!

It had been a week since Randy and his family had arrived at the Hardware store.

Since then, Randy had joined the guards on the roof (although still keeping some distance from Kenny) while Patricia and Gill were allocated to become training doctors, to help Wyatt, Sarah and Sarita.

"You can never have enough doctors in these situations" Luke wisely explained to the family.

They got on with their jobs, learnt who was who, and what went down previously. Hearing so many stories was refreshing for Randy, despite the fact that Lilly was previously part of a bandit group. Or that the so called "wise leader" Luke had ripped the last leader "Carver" to shreds.

"Literally, he ripped Bill's guts out" one was charming recollection he received from the shady greenhouse man, Nick.

"Luke's a good guy. Bill fucking deserved everything he got" came an even more worrying response from the woman who played the guitar. Stephanie.

Other than that, Randy saw no problem with the group at large, of course they had their flaws, but that made them human. Hell, he and his wife weren't perfect and Gill could be sullen at the worst times... despite all this he knew he had gotten his family to a safe haven he had long dreamed off.

Quite simply, there was No Going Back.

While Randy focused on settling in with his family. Luke began to notice things, like certain groups starting to form and other people remaining isolated. His co-leader Clementine would keep him up to date on the latest news from camp. Recently Luke had asked for her to report on group dynamics.

"You want me to spy on them?" She asked him bluntly.

"I... just want you... see that everyone is having a good time and there are no rifts forming" was his answer.

Using an official looking clipboard and a tattered old pen, Clementine instantly wrote "Lilly, Kenny-Rift" she realised that her handwriting was shoddy, when was the last time she wrote? When was the last time she read? The reality that Clementine was illiterate dawned on her, when Sarah wanted her to read out "To Kill A Mockingbird" out to her and Clementine struggled to read the words. It seemed like a blur to her.

"What's a matter, is there a big word?" Sarah asked. Sarah had been telling her (in detail) her adventures with Nick. As they slept side by side in the make-shift beds, in the sick bay. (Which also served as a bedroom, as much as it served as a hospital ward) Sarah had used a small torch so Clementine would be able to see the words and read them to her. Learning that she couldn't, she dropped the book and muttered (embarrassed) "I... can't Sarah"

"What?" she asked, even though she had clearly heard.

"It's been ages since I was in school and I haven't read or wrote much for years now" Clementine explained, as Sarah's face lit up in the gloom of the sick bay.

"Well then, I can teach you! I read all the time!" She mused.

Well, Sarah had one advantage over Clementine.

The childish teenager surprised Clementine with her vast knowledge of words and their meanings. She pronounced long words almost perfectly and guided Clementine through sentences with her long finger. As Clementine uttered out long words "Un-der-stan-ding" Clementine read closely. Announcing the world slowly as Sarah clapped in celebration.

"You got it!" she told Clementine proudly.

These sessions made them grow closer as friends, as Clementine slowly started to read and write once again. Although she reckoned her handwriting still sucked.

Still, she could write and read the basics.

With this in mind, she set forth from Luke and her's office (it felt so good to call it that now, and not Carver's office) and quietly observed the group dynamics.

Kenny was the centre of the social hub, offensive to many maybe, but he was likeable enough to draw a crowd. All the roof dwellers seemed to work together well, Vince, Eddie, Kelly, Randy and Kenny. They all seemed fine with each other. That was until Kenny got into a shouting match with Lilly over something.

"...HEY! I SAVED YOUR LIFE IN CASE YOU'RE FORGETTING!" Lilly screamed.

"... DOESN'T MEAN I HAVE TO OBEY EVERY GOD-DAMN COMMAND YOU MAKE!" Kenny roared back.

"UGH! YOU HAVEN'T CHANGED IN THE SLIGHTEST...!" Lilly ranted.

"They love each other really" Eddie slyly commented, causing Vince and Kelly to bend over in laughter, as Clementine slowly wrote

Kenny-Lilly hate each other. Eddie, slyly comments on everything.

Lilly didn't seem too popular with the group, but seemed to bond with Bonnie and Mike the most (as she worked with them) She went around the store that day, jotting down notes, feeling like a school inspector with sharp glasses and clunking high heels. The type of intimidating woman who used to inspect her old school, with her dreaded clipboard.

Eventually she handed her full report, to a weary eyed Luke, who began to read...

"Nick, gets along with everyone okay. But seems to prefer the company of plants, hasn't shot anyone yet. So it's an improvement"

"Sarita and Rebecca gossip like old women"

"AJ, looked at me funny. Possible rift rising there"

"Wyatt, not losing weight. Hates Lilly and her daily training scheme"

"Sarah, gets on with Nick and is my best friend. But Gill seems to be steering a mile from her"

"Randy, Patricia and Gill, settling in nicely"

"Vince, gets on with Kelly real well"

"Bonnie and Mike, keep giggling at each other and smiling. Possible prank detected"

"Stephanie, likes to sing depressing songs to walkers"

"Me, looking good in my cool cap"

"You, running your hands through your hair to try and look cool. Is currently failing and the whole group hate you"

Luke bent over and laughed for a full minute after reading this report. While Clementine simply stared on. Eventually he sat up straight

"So the whole group hate me?" he asked cocking a heavy eyebrow upwards.

"Yep, sorry about that" Clementine responded mournfully, her yellow eyes training on the floor.

"And you and AJ have got to stop fighting Clem, it's getting out of control" he told her sternly.

"Yeah, but he should have been nicer to me" Clementine told him.

In that office the two of them burst out laughing, a bit of stress lifting from their shoulders as they laughed at Clementine's ludicrous report. Since one of the windows to the office was still shattered (the one that Sarah had shot at, during the rebellion) the laughter echoed across the store. Causing Bonnie, Mike and Lilly to look up oddly.

"What do they have time to laugh about?" Lilly asked.

"I dunno, hell Luke could use it. Guy hasn't been the same since he lost Jane..." Mike began in his deep grumble of a voice, as the trio walked over the tiled floor and proceeded towards the pen, for "repair works" they would be busy on.

Back in the office, the laughter died down. (As it always did) Clementine noted that Luke's eyes became vacant once again. No doubt the guilt about what happened to Jane ate up at him during moments like these. She could have been here, laughing with him. But every happy moment he had, was quickly consumed by his own guilt that Jane could have enjoyed that moment as well. After he as much as killed her, he hardly felt like he couldn't laugh without some sort of penance.

Clementine knew that stage of survivor guilt, she had been in a dark place after Omid died and she could only hope that he would pull through. But Jane's death had hit him very hard.

Deciding to try and lighten the mood once again. Clementine muttered "Well... other than that I reckon the group works well" she told him. As Luke's eyebrows knotted together.

"I just don't want their to be anymore conflict. It could tear the group apart" Luke told the younger girl.

"There won't be" Clementine reassured him. Yet her words sounded shaky, there was already conflict between Lilly and Kenny and who knew how that could escalate.

"You know, when I get through all these ideas Vince has sent me. I reckon we need to get the group together for a sort of... getting to know each other better night" Luke said, gazing around the dull grey walled office, his eyes never resting on one place for too long.

"What, the GTKEOBN?" Clementine tried to shorten it, but it sounded like gibberish. Luke seemingly agreed.

"Nah, we can't go by calling it that! Jeez Clem I thought kids were meant to have a wild imagination" he muttered (once again running his hands through his hair, an action Clementine noted and rolled her eyes at). Yet she didn't speak any more as Luke carried on.

"Tomorrow, we can have it tomorrow night, get everyone in the group together and straighten' out any issues" Luke concluded as Clementine nodded.

"That sounds good. We could hold a weekly group meeting on the matter" Clementine suggested, building off the spine of Luke's idea.

"Now were talking Clem!" Luke said proudly, standing up and giving Clementine a gentle pat on the back, as he strode around his office. Sporting out ideas for this meeting night...

They were still settling in and making routines and new construction work. But had been nearly 5 weeks since they had taken Carver over. Surely a bit of bonding time and talking was what was needed. Especially at this stage, Clementine knew this could prevent future conflicts.

And by the way Luke was babbling on about it, she knew he needed it too. She was only one girl, she had comforted him with his whole guilt over Jane thing and the pressures of being leader, but this still wasn't enough. They had opened up to each other on certain nights. As close as a older brother and a little sister could be. Yet despite this, it wasn't enough to get Luke out of his dark place.

Maybe knowing the group was at peace, would put Luke at peace. He doubted he would ever fully recover from what happened to Jane and what he did to Carver... but he could always get better. And fight on.

They would fight on. They were strong.

She left the office in high spirits. Only for her former inspiring thoughts to die, (with her sense of smell) when she passed Wyatt and Eddie, who were crouched by a shelf.

"Hey Clem were having who can fart loudest contest, wanna join?" Eddie asked innocently. Clementine eyes were watering and she could practically taste their gas in the air.

"No" she replied simply, trying hard not too vomit, as she rushed away from the scene, leaving Wyatt and Eddie staring. Before they simply shrugged it off and continued their... activity.

They had gone from badass rebels, to farting contests.

Clementine made a mental note in her head.

Wyatt and Eddie, will be death of us all.