It was late at night in Las Vegas in the Mojave. The night had a few clouds in the dark night with bright twinkling stars in the sky and you, The Courier, were with a young fellow from a vault by the name of Vault 111. The young man appeared in his 20's and neat blonde hair; He said his name was "Vault Boy". You did didn't believe this was the real name of this man, but you went along with it. He was very bright and cheerful one, in fact. Sort of a surprising, since Caesar's Legion and the New California Republic wanted her head. You remember when you met the small Vault Dweller.
It was way back, you would guess possibly last year… Well, you never gave two fucks about time only when you needed to sleep during the dark or go running like hell to your next fucked up location. You remember that it was a bullshit day, due to the fact Caesar sent shit loads of his assassin and having Deathclaw chasing you around. You were in Novac and you sat out in the blazing heat,
"Fuck…" You cursed under your breath as you stuck a Stimpak into your arm. You only felt a little pain and then, your body healed quickly,
"Ugh." The Courier stood up and stretched and felt like shit.
She then looked up to see a wondering blonde boy,
"Huh, who is this short stack?" You thought to yourself and the man noticed that you were staring at him,
"Uh, Miss!" The man chimed and you felt confused,
"Miss? So, he is a fancy short stack." You thought more to yourself and spoke to this shorty, "Yeah, whatcha need?" You asked and raised an eyebrow,
"Well, I need to find someone to join along with. I really need help in this wasteland." You nodded at his comment,
"Well, first off.. What is your name?" You ask and the man raised an eyebrow,
"Pardon?"
"Tell me your name." You repeated and the man nodded,
"O-Oh, yes.. I am Vault Boy." The man said and gave a bright and cheerfully smile.
You stare at the young man and continued thinking, "What type of name is that..? Whatever.." You returned a smile back at Vault Boy,
"So, Vault Boy, you need a traveller to protect you from the wastelands?"
Vault Boy nodded and this caused his little curl to shake with his head,
"Well, I suppose.. I could.." You said and smirked at the shorty. Vault Boy gave a nervous chuckle,
"W-Well, shouldn't I know your name, Miss?" He asked and you forgotten all about that,
"Oh, yeah.. My name is (Y/N)." You said and Vault Boy smiled,
"Wow, (Y/N)! That's a pretty name!" You blush slightly pink and scoff,
"Well, I suppose.."