So far, Robert had been pretty stable, but this time the wasteland was getting to him. And he knew it. He sat in his house in megaton, repeatedly scratching at his head. He picked up his sawed-off shotgun and called for his robot butler.
"Wadsworth, come here for a second." He shouted, scratching at his face. Wadsworth hovered into the room, his orange robotic eye glancing at the shotgun. Wadsworth wasn't programmed to understand this, but his master was about to shoot him.
"What is it, sir?" Wadsworth asked. Robert aimed the gun at Wadsworth's eye.
"You've been a good butler." He said as he pulled the trigger. The gun blasted as the glass around Wadsworth's eye shattered. Wadsworth fell to the ground, destroyed. Robert sat down the shotgun and lifted his 10mm pistol. He holstered it and walked to the door. He opened the door as the daylight shone through the doorway, blinding him for a few seconds as he slowly regained his vision. He stepped outside and jumped over the railing beside his house. He landed uninjured after the one-story drop. He walked into the brass lantern and sat at the bar. The settler beside him glanced at his holstered gun.
"What are you, a raider?" he asked. Robert shook his head as the bartender gave the settler his drink.
"Nope, just down on my luck. I usually use this to kill raiders and mutants. So what are you having?" Robert asked the settler. The settler was suspicious of Robert, but didn't tell him.
"Vodka." The settler stated starting to sound slightly choked up. Robert laughed.
"Well enjoy. Savor it. It could be your last." Robert said, slowly drawing the gun. The settler started to get up out of his seat. Robert holstered his gun and glared at the settler. "Sit down!" He yelled. The settler sat back down as people began to stare. "Go on. Drink your vodka." Robert said. Robert stood up and quickly drew his gun. The bartender started to yell as Robert fired at him. Robert got him in the head, leaving a smoking bloody bullet hole. One man started to dart toward the door yelling something about Robert being insane. Robert turned to him and shot him in the spine. He dropped like a rock as a man came running from the back of the Brass Lantern.
"I'll kill you!" the man yelled, firing his 9mm rapidly, though not hitting Robert. Robert waited until the man got close enough and then stuck the gun to the man's forehead. Robert gripped the trigger until the gun went off. The man's head exploded as his body fell to the floor. Robert turned and shot the second-to-last man in the building and hit him right in the heart. As the man fell Robert walked over to the settler and put the gun to the back of his head.
"Are you done with your vodka?" Robert asked. The settler nodded slowly. "Good." Robert grinned and then pulled the trigger. The man's brains splattered all over the bar. Robert laughed and started walking towards the door. "Oh, I forgot to leave a tip. Sorry about that." He laughed and flipped a cap into the building as he walked out the door…