Ain't that somethin'... {A sparkle in her eyes, she flashed a sidelong smile, pushing a hand through her hair.} Thanks, man. Hey, don't tell Daryl Dixon 'bout my ink. {snorting} My cousin would have a damn cow.

I ain't scared of you, Daryl Dixon. {Sniffing, she shot her cousin a mischevious grin, brow slowly lifting.} That hair's ridiculous. I got scissors. And you gotta sleep sometime...

Someone's got a heapin' helpin' of spunk. {warmly} No wonder he likes you. #StillCuttingHisHairThough

Gone? {snorts} Fuck that noise, old man. {Standing next to Logan, she bumped his shoulder, head held high.} {quietly} Your family ain't gone. Not happenin'. Not while we're breathin'. #Logan

{proudly} Oh hell yeah! Laura.'s a damn Dixon if I ever saw one. {firmly} Merle Dixon woulda /loved/ that girl, I tell ya' what. #Logan

{lifting a brow} Yeah... If your avi is your Fun Zone? Not following back. I've reached my quota of guys who think with their little brain, if you get my drift. #ThanksButNoThanks

Yeah, I'm gonna mind my p's and q's while Walkers are tryin' to tear me to bits and pieces. {snorting} Don't hold your breath...

I hear it's a big day for @BPRP_Beastie and Daddy Rick... Happy birthday! {innocently} You know. I could make things a /damn/ sight prettier 'round here. Scissors. Daryl Dixon hair. It could be my present!

Talkin' shit about my cousin? {narrowing her eyes} You better watch your mouth, sunshine.

-- engine, slowly pulling away from the curb behind Rick Grimes.} There wasn't a thing he wouldn't do for blood. People he called --

-- family. You know about their Daddy? Merle's and Daryl's? {Gaze darkening, she huffed, a shock of black hair falling over startlingly --

-- blue eyes.} If there's a Hell, Bill Dixon's burnin' in it. Ain't no man raises a hand to his kin that deserves an ounce of respect, --

-- I tell you what. {huffing} When the end happened... Uncle Bill got bit. Daryl was with him. Couldn't put him down. He saw his Dad, --

- you know? It was Merle who stepped up. Ended Bill's sufferin', in spite of all the sufferin' Bill pushed on them. I... {quietly} I wish -

-Merle was still here. {Scrubbing a hand over her face, mentally kicking herself at the thought of what Merle Dixon would say at her -

-- blubbering like a pussy, she swallowed hard, jaw tight, determined to keep strong.} He'd have liked what you did, Carl. Takin' a risk --

-- like that to protect your own. {proudly} It's a Dixon thing to do. Carl Grimes Logan Laura.

Did that uppity jackass just /announce/ she was gonna do #Rick? Pfft. Never thought I'd cheer on a Walker eatin' someone's face off. #TWD

Damn right! {nodding} That kid's gonna outlive every last one of us. He didn't look so much like his Daddy, I'd swear Carl Grimes was a Dixon. x.com/BPRP_Beastie/s…

#NationalSiblingsDay, huh? {Huffing gently, she balled her fingers into a fist and thumped Daryl Dixon on the shoulder.} Ain't your sister, but I am blood. That counts. {nodding} Yeah. That counts.