Disclaimer: Don't own Walking Dead

AN: Sorry for not writing Walking Dead in awhile, but expect a new chapter of 'Fragment' tomorrow and more Carl/Beth oneshots and even possibly a Carl/Beth/Merle love triangle story. I just want to write something involving the badass since I miss him so much on the show.

Enjoy

Way Wrong

"Carl, you're going too soft."

"What're you talking about? I'm going as hard as I could."

"Fine, then go faster."

Daryl was biting down on his finger as he heard Carl and Beth talk in the cell that he was next to. What ever they were doing, they were doing it really loud and was starting to draw attention. Maggie and Glenn were trying not to laugh, Rick was being held by Michonne from going after his son, Carol was laughing, and Hershel…

He was hopping to the cell with his shotgun.

"I'm going as fast as I can."

"Then go faster and harder."

"Oh my God." Glenn was banging his head on the cell door and starting to lose oxygen from how hard he was laughing.

"This is too good." Maggie agreed.

"Carl!"

"I'm doing my best, damn!"

"He is so dead." Daryl mumbled as Hershel hopped to the door to the cell. "I knew you when, Carl."

"That's too hard!"

"What do you want me to do then? Hard or soft?"

"Hard!"

"Rest in peace, buddy." Glenn saluted the almost dead boy.

"There you go, Carl. Like that."

"Finally."

"Grimes!" Hershel pointed his shotgun to the occupants of the cell, falling on his ass in surprise when he actually saw what was going on.

Carl was braiding Beth's hair.

"Yes?" Carl wasn't the least bit embarrassed at what he was doing. He just shrugged and went back to what he was doing. "God, killing walkers takes less work then braiding a girl's hair. Go fast, go soft, go hard," he mimicked Beth in a kiddy voice. Carl was only doing this because of the reward he was promised. A kiss.

Hershel looked back to Daryl and the rest while the redneck helped him up back on his crutches. "D-did we…?"

Daryl shrugged. "Just ignore it and walk away… or hop." He smiled apologetically at his poor choice of words.

Rick groaned. "I'm getting too old for this."

End of Way Wrong

Just a little something.

I thought this was funny.

Hope you all enjoyed and be sure to tune in for Fragment tomorrow.