Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

Obviously, if the name I was given wasn't on our existing records, I could simply give Ilana—or even June—a call or a small nudge for a favor. Still, with how the son of a bitch picked Dr. Nichols over his other wife and her taking up his offer, I didn't think she'd be up for it. I wasn't sure if I'd go through with it if I was wearing her shoes but I guess she had her reasons.

"It's not a 100% guarantee and you might not like the results we'd get, is that okay?"
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Dr. Nichols let out a sigh, "Go ahead, even I'm not sure why I'm doing this but I just wanted to know how she's doing… At least Chloe has the right to know…"

Kaley asked again for Mimi, "So she's aware that you're not her real—"

"Not 100%... You see, there are ways to check it herself since it was pretty easy to get samples from our house but then again, looking at us both, anyone just might trust their eyes instead of what's written on paper.

Medical records of me birthing her was a thing as well—including the pictures my… my ex-husband took of us when she was born, all the way until she grew up and— I guess there's an inkling of sorts but I've been her mom every step of the way, maybe even more than some biological mothers do."

Once again, the place became quiet for a few moments before Dr. Nichols asked for a hug. Talking about all this and letting it all out for people she trusts was a huge weight off her shoulders. So yeah, after we got a good soak and moved on to the shower for a quick rinse, we all just went to our beds—the vacant ones at least—and had our few hours of uninterrupted sleep.

"Zzz…"

With that said, I found myself to be the first to rise among these beauties so I quickly kidnapped Kaley from her sleep, so we could go ahead and take care of things before everyone else woke up.

"Hngh… Whyyyy…."

"Wanna fight who gets to use the sink while we brush our teeth? And wanna do it while someone poops?"

"Hngh… S-Stop using logic on me… You didn't even let me wake you up with a BJ…"

"You can do it while I brush my teeth first?"

"T-Then how about me?"

"Fine… We shower first and brush our teeth later, is that okay?"

"D-Doof— Dammit, why are you so right this early? Kaley then managed to compose herself as she smiled brightly, "C'mon, I'll do you first!"

Funnily enough, almost everyone else had the same complaints once Kaley and I started to wake everyone up but we had to drag Quinn back from the first floor because she was just about to walk outside topless and with a horse-dildo still strapped on her crotch.

"Fuck— That would've been too awkward…"

"YOU THINK?!" Kaley and I exclaimed at the same time.

"Jesus… Chill… I thought I was still on the rooftop, I guess I found my way here, huh?"

"What kind of sex where you having— Wait— Don't tell—"

"Hah! Too late! It's like pin the donkey but with this! *points at her blunt weapon* It was supposed to be different yesterday but whatever, alcohol's the main culprit!"

Kaley rolled her eyes, "You're soooo~ gonna hate it once you get pregnant, imagine no alcohol for nine months!"

"Hey! I'm not an alcoholic!"

"Suuure~ Can't you get changed already?! Breakfast is almost ready! Good thing the doors were still locked or the kids would've been traumatized to see you like that!"

"Fuck, fuck, you're right! It's refreshing to see them call for us every single time! I won't take long— If I do, just go! Jen' and Rache' are still showering! I think I'll go with them!"

"If you three could fit—"

"HEY! I HEARD THAT!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

On that note, we soon gathered at the pool area and had an awesome breakfast but the cadets/trainees seemed to have heard the news of Hell Week from Ella's five-man "Death Squad". For some reason, they were all excited to participate completely oblivious to the looks Oscar and Johnny were giving them.

Marvin and his group had already experienced some form of it from our vets in bursts but they had the faintest clue of what I'd put them through and I could only hope that at least three or five— fuck it, one makes it to the end.

So yeah, after I gave Artem free rein to run his squad, I unceremoniously started Hell Week by gathering all the willing participants in one spot, and it was on our biggest gym located across from our indoor shooting range.

Obviously, I made all of them wear appropriate gear but as some of them were stretching, warming up, or nervous as hell because of the smile I was letting out, all their expectation shattered when I pulled out a whiteboard, my marker, and my eraser. While it's true the younger generation were the only ones invited, it wasn't like everyone else wasn't allowed to watch.

Oscar was already raring to go with his whip for some reason but let's just say he almost fell from his chair when the first challenge of Hell Week was a fucking orientation.

I simply chuckled as I started, "Alright, it's been a while since I did something like this but what do you think about this place? And your experience with it? Hmm? Anyone?"

Cindy raised her hand, "I haven't been here long but I love it, even better than my folk's place— don't tell them I said that, please…"

I chuckled, "Anyone from the black sheeps? I'm talking about the old nickname of Marvin's group. Do you think I'd forget? Among all the participants here, you've been here the longest and some of you even lived on our other outposts for a while. What do you think about this place?"