Now, two things I haven't seen in my time here: Comedies, and Zombies. Now, either of these are good, but, what if some crazy man...combined these two into a FanFic? Well, children, I am that crazy man, and I shall do this. Now, I had fun writing this, and if you're looking for a serious story (Which is what I'm good at) divert your eyes elsewhere.
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Prologue.

The sun rose over the Wasteland, with a blasting heat. The kind of heat that says "Hey, I'm hot, don't look at me!". A half decomposed body was sprawled on the pavement, gargling and snarling. A loud gunshot chased after the sound of the screeching Zombie, and the bullet found its way into the temple of the thing. A large man stood over the beast. He was clad in gray Combat Armor, and was wearing sunglasses.

"Hm, I guess he wasn't the talking type." He said, putting away his SIG P226 in it's holster.

Another man came up behind him, less muscular, but could handle himself in a fight.

"I wonder why, oh yeah, he can't [censored] talk!" The man said, going from quiet to loud.

"Well, someone is a tad grumpy, hm?" The large man questioned.

"Shut up, lets get outta here, they're bound to come lookin' for the sound of the gunshot."

They looked around, a began down the trail. You're probably asking yourself "Why are there Zombies?" Well, the Vault Dweller was a pretty big ass, going around killing people, and repeatedly hacking into their terminals. His evil ways only showed people that he was a big dookie-head, so most people never tried to engage in activity with him. But when president Eden asked him to poison the water with the FEV, he did. Not only did it kill ghouls and mutants, but it introduced Zombies into the Wasteland. Most, if not all, became Zombies, and went around biting others, turning them into Zombies. Most settlements subsided to this, and with that, the Wastes were ruled by the dead. These two men were Shane and Benjamin, Shane being the big one, and Ben the smaller.

The two were walking down an old road when Shane noticed a large Vault-Tec sign, Shane made note of this.

"Man, oh man, what it must be like living back then. I heard they had buses that flew in the air!" Shane exclaimed.

"Yeah, and they had little food tablets that all you did was add water! Idiot." Ben replied.

They came across each other during the raiding of Rivet City, back when the Zombies started popping up all over. Ben was looting, and Shane was killing. They realized that Shane could use supplies, and Ben could use the muscle.

"You know Ben, you take no joy in life..." Shane told him, in a soft voice.

Ben stopped walking and just kept staring at what Shane had said.

"What, Ben, Mirelurk got your tongue?"

"I'm sorry, I find it hard to take joy, when I have 10,000 undead wasters clawing at me!" Ben yelled at Shane.

They both stood there, Ben red in the face, Shane looking down, when Shane finally said something.

"Sorry, Ben.....want a hug?"

Ben just gave himself a face-palm, and they continued on, on their own, down the only road they've ever known.
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I had fun writing this, feel free to critique this, but remember, its a comedy, with zombies. Its a Zomedy, so tell me if you found it funny. I'll continue on this, because I think it has potential.

It's original and it made me laugh. Keep it up.

I was laughing as soon as I read this line shadow. This is very original and is a mix of two of my favourite things namely Zombies and Comedy.

This is probably the most original Fan Fic. Keep it up.

Even though i'm sick, I took the time to read this. More Please!

Hm, I didn't think people would like it this much, I'll continue.

Chapter One
Metro Tunnel Tomatoes

Shane and Ben stopped walking, hours upon hours had past, and Shane needed rest. Ben scoped around the area, and noticed a large brick structure. He made note of it, and sat down next to Shane and opened a bottle of pure water. His lips touched it, not at all cold, in fact, it was very harm. Ben spat out the water, jumped up, and began to get into his angry self.

"Why is the water warm, I told you to put in the pack!" Ben yelled.

"I did, but it should see the world, it should be adventurous!" Shane said with hopefulness.

"Really, Shane, I hate you about this much right now." Ben said, stretching out his arms.

They now were both standing, Shane was stretching his body, and Ben was stomping up and down, shouting obscenities.

The moon was just now appearing, over the wastes, it looked like, well.....the moon. You want poetry, too bad! Both of them no searched the area, seeing nothing made them slightly nervous. The night was a bad time to be in the wastes.

"Come on, you ape, were going into that Metro tunnel over there, shelter for tonight." Be commanded.

Shane complied, and they both made there way over too the concrete stairway. They made their way down the stairs, and noticed the chain-link fence, were Ben placed a live grenade to blow it inward. They both stepped in the beginning of the tunnel.

"Ugh, man, it smells like and dead body that some one peed on down here!" Ben noted.

Ben and Shane walked deeper into the tunnel, and into and atrium level area. They noticed at least three Zombies. Ben took out his axe and readied it in his hand. Shane pulled out his pistol to cover Ben in-case of being overwhelmed. Ben stepped a little forward at the Zombies.

"Oi, Smellies, come and eat some of this here!" Ben yelled.

The three zombies came stumbling after him, Ben went running in to them. He used the opposite side of his axe to knock one down into submission. The other was kicked into the last, only to slow them. Be focused on the lone one, slamming his ax head down into its cerebellum, killing it. The other two were now up, slaking toward him. Ben run up and took a swing with the axe at the neck of the one closest.

"Come on, you gotta keep your head in situations like these."

The last one stood looking at Ben, and Ben focusing on it. Ben began to study it hard, at the zombie began to growl. Finally Ben visualized the thing's head exploding, and it did. Ben jumped at this, and turned to Shane.

"Wow, did you see what I just did!" He asked.

It was only after what he said that he saw Shane's pistol out and smoking, which crushed Ben's dream of mind control.

"Well, lets get looking for a bed, Ben" Shane said.

They looked around and only saw some old sacks, which would have to do for now. It was better the time Shane cut open the stomach of a Brahmin so Ben wouldn't freeze to death, though.

Great job, This is amazing. Also, nice Star Wars reference.