Author's Note: I was looking through the Fallout 3 Guide when I saw something about having Butch as a companion and how you could leave him anywhere. Especially in front of the Deathclaw Sanctuary in his underpants. That immediately sparked this story. This took me less than an hour. And for the record, I do NOT hate Butch so don't kill me Butch fans! I'm trying to work on Wasteland Survival whenever I can, so this is basically filler for anyone who likes that story and decided to read this to see what it is :) Enjoy and Review!
Bye Bye Butch
Alex came to a stop at the beginning of the pathway that led to the cave. She brought her Pip-Boy up and studied the screen, a satisfied grin coming over her lips as she saw that she had led him to her idea destination.
"Hey Nosebleed, are we going to get a move on or what?" Butch called from behind Alex.
Alex spun around. "Take off your clothes."
A smirk pulled across Butch's lips. "I knew you couldn't resist the Butchman," He purred, his fingers slowly pulling down the zipper of his jacket.
Alex rolled her eyes. "It's not like that, you stupid fucker. As if I'd ever want the dickhead that bullied me my entire life," She snapped.
"What can I say? Girls like bad boys," He replied smugly.
Alex rolled her eyes. She would admit (not out loud of course) that Butch wasn't bad to look at. Maybe if he wasn't a complete ass, she might actually like him. "Just give me your clothes."
Butch grudgingly obliged and stood shivering in his underwear. The nighttime air was even colder when you didn't have a set of clothing. Alex scooped up his clothes and stuffed them under her arm. "Why are you making me do this? You trying to get back at me for being a dick?"
"Maybe. Stay here," Alex commanded, an evil grin plastered on her face.
Butch's smug look was now replaced by a look of confusion mixed with fear. "What? Are you crazy? It's dark and we're in the middle of nowhere!" He cried.
"Don't worry. I'll be back," Alex responded. She turned to leave.
"Wait! Where are you going? I'm not staying here! I'll find a town and then kick your ass next time I see you! I may have followed you for a while, but you're still the spaz that I picked on back in the Vault!" Butch hissed.
"I know. That's why I made sure we're in a nice place where nobody ever goes. I'm the only chance you have to get out of here," She said, her evil grin becoming a sadistic and devious smile.
"And what's stopping me from following you anyways?" Butch said, sure she had no argument now.
"I'll blow your fucking head off, that's what," She said sharply, pulling out her Scoped .44 Magnum.
Butch raised his hands in defeat. "Fine. I'll stay here. What's up with this fucking evil streak you got going on? Just hurry up."
"I will," She lied, the evil smile returning to her face. I can't believe I've just left him in front of the Deathclaw Sanctuary, in his underwear, and with no weapons! I've planned this for so long. He did notice my evil streak, but he's too stupid to figure out what's going on. She thought smugly to herself. As she began to walk away, Butch's screams and gurgles of horror and pain were music to her ears. Her sadistic smile grew to show her even white teeth as she walked away. Her evil streak now included grisly revenge. And she wouldn't have it any other way.