"Hey Jonas, let me get a shot with the big game hunter."

"Sure thing Doc." Jonas replied cheerful as always. Pulling a camera from his lab coat's pocket Jonas looked through the lens and chuckled to himself. "Alright now, say cheese."

Adrian gazed at the camera practically glowing with happiness and pride as he loudly exclaimed cheese practically shouting the word obviously beyond excited.

"Alright son" James gazed downwards to Adrian, a proud smile on his face. "Let's head back to your party, Amata is probably wondering where you're at."

Then the scene changed Adrian was older. "Come on Adrian, stop stalling, we need to take the general occupation aptitude test." This was spoken by Amata, Adrian's only real friend in the vault and the Overseer's daughter.

Adrian looked at her, a sparkle in his eyes. "Come on Mata he said. I'm not going to take the G.O.A.T." He snickered as he said this. The absurd sounding acronym always made him laugh.

"Oh hardy har har" Amata smiled back at him feigning anger. "It's not funny and stop calling me Mata!" She giggled before continuing, "Your sixteen years old, I think you can finally pronounce the A in my name."

"Oh you're completely correct Mata." Adrian put his bb gun back into the storage case he kept down in the makeshift shooting range his dad made him in the reactor room for his tenth birthday. "I am perfectly capable of pronouncing your name as Amata." Walking out the door Amata in tow Adrian turned around suddenly forcing them both to a sudden halt. "However…" Adrian paused to look at her. His face was completely serious. "Then I wouldn't get to see how cute you look when you're annoyed with me."

"What?" Amata wasn't entirely certain she had heard him correctly. "Ah uh… Adrian… I"

"Now then" Adrian said interrupting her. "I'll meet you at the class room. I'm going to go see my Dad before the test."

Amata looked at him with a critical gaze sobering up immediately. "You're stalling again."

"Stalling?" Adrian asked." You hurt me Mata I'm positively wounded that you would even consider the notion that I, Adrian Greyson, would even consider putting off my G.O.A.T."

Amata continued to gaze at him with a look of general disapproval. "Fine but if you're not there in fifteen minutes I'm marching right into his office and dragging you to the G.O.A.T."

"No need to fear Mata." Adrian saluted as he walked down the hall towards the doctor's office.

Twelve minutes later after some joking, stalling, and a short lecture from his father about the importance of the G.O.A.T and why he shouldn't pretend to be sick when he really isn't, Adrian left the Doctors office and began the short walk to class.

As he reached the class room he noticed a small group sitting outside the classroom. Upon closer inspection he noticed they all had on the same ridiculous leather jackets and one of them sported a pompadour that could be seen from miles away. It was Butch and his cronies and upon even further inspection he realized they were engaged in their second favorite pastime, bullying Amata. their favorite being kicking the shit out of Adrian every time he said something that pissed Butch off.

"Leave me alone Butch!" Amata said obviously annoyed.

"Oh come on Amata, don't be that way, have a little fun." This was Wally Mack Butch's right hand man and main partner in crime.

"Yeah" Butch continued, Come on Amata, I'll show you a real tunnel snake." Butch laughed at his own joke. Paul quickly laughing with him while Wally just sat waiting for another chance to speak.

"Hey Wally" Adrian walked over to him while Butch began spouting out more obscene jokes with Paul pretending to laugh, encouraging the ordeal. "Wow Wally is this really worth your time?"

"What do you mean worth my time, punk" Wally said looking at Adrian. "I'm just having a little fun with this bitch, what's it to you?"

"You know what it is to me." Adrian replied "But honestly, Wally, right now I'm more concerned about you."

"Me?" Wally asked a look of surprise momentarily on his face before going back to pissed.

"Yeah, you I mean I thought you had real potential, just look at the Mack family. Your dad is a natural leader, he would be the obvious choice for Overseer if something happened to the current one and your brother, he's a valued member of vault security. But then there's you, Wally, following an idiot like Butch and doing whatever he wants."

"Wally Mack follows no man!" Wally was getting even more annoyed than he was before.

"Really now, because I've heard from several sources that you do anything he tells you to and I do mean anything Wally."

"What?!" This time he shouted it loud enough to get Butch and Paul's attention. "Who's been spreading that crap around?!" Turning to Butch, Wally crossed his arms in defiance. "We're done here" he stated.

"Done?" Butch asked him an enraged glare forming in his eyes. "I say when we're done."

"Who appointed you King of the vault? I say we're done here, C'mon Paul lets go."

"Butch?" Paul asked." Wally?" The poor kid looked confused beyond help. "Uh, Okay" he said finally coming to a decision and following Wally as he stormed down the halls to god knows where.

"Fine I was done here anyways." Butch looked at Adrian one last time with his if I could get away with it I would murder you right here and now look before running after his cronies.

Amata looked to her savior, a relieved expression washing over her features. "Thanks", she said" I don't know why they're always bugging me because I'm the Overseer's daughter?" she wondered aloud before looking back to him. "Assholes! Anyways thanks, Adrian saved me again."

"You know me Mata" Adrian saluted her. "Once again your Knight in shining Vault suit Adrian Greyson at your service."

Amata laughed once before entering the classroom. "Come on my Knight we have a G.O.A.T to take." As they entered the classroom the scene changed for a second time, this time Adrian was asleep in his bed watching himself from third person. He saw Amata walk into his room. He saw her shake him while he slept and heard her calling his name" Adrian", she yelled" Adrian come on you have to wake up!"

Then he awoke. Not to Amata calling his name, not to the crazed Overseers murderous rampage, and not to his last moments before leaving the vault. No. He was alone in his bed, the metallic ceiling hanging over head. Looking down at his feet, Dogmeat whined, a generally worried expression on his face.

"It's okay", he said to his dog patting him on the head before lying back down." Just dreaming of better times" he said as he departed back into the world of sleep.