El Presidio Rides North - Domashita Romero, 地下ロメロ, neomeruru

This one is funny and awesome, as any other book written by Domashita Romero. It's like gay Zombieland with a hardened and mad guy (who speaks Spanish) and a twink (the last twink in the world, probably).

"This is totally a fluke, I swear. You've just really inspired me to grow some balls. What is that in Spanish? Conejos?"

Mercury laughed and I heard him start to get dressed. "That's close enough for me, bunny."

I don't know who I liked the most. Mercury left his brains somewhere in the way because he is insane. But he is smart in a way that has me charmed. But Gaga is adorable, I mean, he has a romantic and pure idea of love, and even in the midst of the apocalypse, this has not changed. This only made my like him even more. And apparently, Mercury too.

These two find each other by chance and decide to go together to Canada in El Presidio, a monstrosity of a car. Along the way, they find in each other the last thing they expected to find. None of them would have looked twice before that day when all hell broke loose with zombies. And even after, they wouldn't have, either. Mercury is not Gaga's type and... everybody is Mercury's type. Which shouldn't have come as a surprise to me because he's a species of his own. Almost literally. And he's non-shamelessly hot.

I know this may sound awful coming from me, but the Spanish in English books is usually... distracting if not childish and/or ridiculous. Mostly there are lots of mistakes, but in other cases the content is plainly hilarious (in a bad sense).

But here, I honestly don't know what has changed, here the Spanish fit, it being said out loud or it being written words in tattoos, it was hilarious (in a good sense) and it was cool. Sometimes it was hot. Maybe it's because Mercury is crazy as hell, or maybe Domashita Romero indeed knows how to write. Anyway, I can comfortably say this is the first time in a long time where my own language sounded "right". That's a lot for me. And I had fun in the process.

"Twenty questions?" Mercury said, after a while.

"Okay," I said. "Is it animal, vegetable, or mineral?"

Mercury made a thoughtful sound. "Kind of all three?"

"Is it a zombie?"

"Fuck!" he said, and laughed. I smiled up a the sky and closed my eyes. "Maybe that one's not so good."

I put my hands behind my head. "What's a vegetarian zombie's favorite food?"


"Graaaaaaaaaiiins," I groaned. Mercury groaned, too, in a different way. "What's a zombie's favorite method of transportation?"

"Go on," he said.

"Traaaaaaaaaiiins." Mercury threw his shirt at me, and I laughed as it landed on my face. I didn't take it off right away; I was getting to like that smell.

"You do one more of those and I'm throwing you off the top of this thing."

I bit my lip and stayed quiet for a while, but I couldn't resist. "What's a zombie's favorite country to go to?" Mercury didn't respond, but I'd waited long enough. "Spaaaaiiiii--agh!!"

An of course, when they finally are together! Gaga!

All you need is Domashita Romero.