Transmigrating from a zombie world to become the mecha kings wife



She showered quickly, put on a blue dress with small white flowers and a pair of short black boots. For jewelry she put on long silver thin earrings and her hair was maintained in the pony tail. 

"If it gets cold I will just add a jacket." she said to herself. "Hey Severus, how do I look?" 

The black hound was sitting on her bed, watching her every move as she accessorized and applied make up. 

"Like a grim reaper." he answered. "One who should be cultivating right now. Don't get cocky just because you have gone up one level, you are still too weak." 

"I have to balance my life as a human and a grim reaper. If I fail at one the other will be affected. Why don't you go and eat some chips that I put out for you in your plate. I have left you a bowl of milk cooked with crystal water and I even told Fey to roast some meat for you."

Severus put his head down, hiding his nose in her blankets. "Her cooking is not like yours." 

"She is still learning." 

She sprayed some perfume on her wrists and in the air . "I think I am done, let's go." 

Severus came down from the bed and walked ahead of her. "Be careful." he said .

"I will."

"Call me if you are in danger." 

"Yes your highness." 

"If you can collect any soul I will be highly pleased." 

"I will do my best." 

"Tomorrow you must personally cook for me, I am letting you off today." 

"Thank you your highness, carry your bed to Justin's room and sleep in there tonight. I will feel better knowing that you are there with him." 

Severus went to the kitchen and she peeped into the living room. "Mother, father, I have gone." she shouted. She barely heard their response before leaving the house quickly to avoid any embarrassing questions, advise or lectures. 

By the time Dorian Su came to the door to give her the warnings and advise as she suspected, the headlights of her car were fading away. 

Mega joined her husband and they watched the car driving away. "That girl, why does she shout loudly every time she is going out? I think all of our daughters are forgetting that our family is nobility and they should behave in that way. Every time I see that Precious Carlzon acting graceful and I see my own Scarlet and Carolyn my heart aches. We should have hired a teacher that teaches grace and poise." 

Dorian smiled and put his arm around his wife's shoulders. 

"Hey," his wife suddenly shouted Elroy who was stealing a bag of chips from the stock meant for the shop. "Come here you brat." 

As his wife went after his son, Dorian resisted the urge to tell her that she was leading by example. How could the daughters not yell when the mother yelled? 

But he loved their yelling though, it was when they were quiet that he worried.  If his wife was too quiet she was plotting. 

  Scarlet on her end drove her car to Esong's space ship where she picked him up. He was dressed nicely she noticed, in all white with his silver hair flowing down his shoulders. It was looking slightly curled today. He opened the passenger side of the car and got in. 

"Hi." she said. 

"Hi." he answered. 

"You look good." she commented.

"Thank you." he answered. He looked at her from head to toe, his black eyes studying everything that she had on. "You look good too." 

'This is really happening,' she thought in the back of her mind. 'A friendly date' she reminded herself. 

'Oh, Folsom said, I mean this is for you.' He handed her flowers, plastic flowers. 

"Thank you." she smiled and did her best to hide the surprise in her eyes. When she turned around to put the flowers in the back seat she silently mouthed out 'Oh my God'

How much had Esong's arm been twisted to get him to agree into giving her flowers?

"Where are we going?" he asked when she started driving in the direction of the river. He could vividly recall taking this same route the last time he got into her car. 

"On our friendly date, you like the water and I wanted us to have some privacy. As long as nothing rises out of the water and attempts to murder us then all will be well." 

With all the tales about mutated beasts who knew what was below the surface or in the water? The shields could not protect them if the beast was already inside. 

"But you said you wanted dinner and a movie." he said, extremely perplexed. 

"And we can do both of those things where we are going." She replied. "Do you want to listen to some music?" 

"I only have songs about wars, victory and military recruitment propaganda on my device." he answered.

She had to briefly look at him twice because without any humor in his voice she was unsure whether he was joking or actually serious. In his eyes, there was absolutely no humor. 

"Oh, you are serious," she mumbled, "I have some music on my USB, I will play that."  she opened the dash box removed a black usb device and plugged it into the right spot. 

"USB..what's that?" 

"A memory stick, thumb drive or...." she wondered what it was called in this world. 

"I have never seen a data storage device quite this big. Isn't it a nuisance to carry around?" he said. Curiously, he was looking at it and he pulled it out. "Do you mind if I dismantle it?" 

She pulled it from him, "Yes I mind." she replied. What would happen to all of her music if he destroyed it? 

This was a small piece of earth, from the year 2030 when the zombie apocalypse started there were no new songs or movies on earth. Who had time for that when they were fighting for survival?

This memory stick had music from the eighties, nineties and two thousands. It had around three hundred songs from different countries and in different languages. In her pinion it should be sitting in a museum somewhere.

"Who is singing?" he asked her. 

"Andrea Bocelli." she answered. 

"I don't know who that is or what he is singing, but I like it." he replied.  He was waving his hand around like a conductor of an orchestra. 

"Me too." she answered. 

For the rest  of the journey Esong was silent, his eyes were closed but he was enjoying the music. 'Perhaps, she thought, this will not be so bad.