Well I can't believe I'm doing two stories at once but I am! For my Harry Potter fans I'll still update, don't sweat it. For the Fallout people I hope you enjoy my first one for this category. I have always been a big fan of Butch/FLW and I haven't seen a lot of them so I decided hey maybe I'll do one. I don't expect to be better so here it is.
Butch Deloria, my childhood enemy is the easiest way that I had almost always described him. In a million years I would never have imagined myself lying in his arms on a starry night on the flight deck of Rivet City nor would I ever be wearing his favorite Tunnel Snakes jacket he gave me two years ago when I saved his mother from Radroaches. He had become a softer Butch after leaving the Vault and it was how he finally penetrated my walls that I had built up in order to keep others safe. It was true I never really thought of Butch in any other way but the fact that he was a complete asshole with no respect for the rules. Yes, I was nearly always a goody two shoes but on occasion if I saw something I liked I would grab it and run for it but nearly always I was Daddy's little girl, never wanted any trouble. Butch was the completely different from me and therefore I was subjected to his verbal abuse for the many childhood years I knew him. I rarely brawled with him but when I did I always ended up getting a nose bleed (hence the name he called me). When I first met Butch we were six years old going into our first class with Mr. Brotch. I had already been friends with Amata so I was weary that first day with my dad at my side. When I first saw Butch my cheeks flushed a rosy pink color that contrasted my fair skin, dark brown hair, and grey eyes. I hid behind my dad, clinging to his lab coat. He chuckled and pushed me in front of him. I shyly hid my face from Butch.
"Caitlan, it's quite alright it's just Butch Deloria, Sweetheart." My dad chuckled. I finally broke away from my father and shyly shook my hand at Butch. He crossed his arms stuck his nose.
"Umm I don't want to catch any disease from you." I looked at him with confusion wondering what I did wrong but I would never get my answer. From then on out he and his best pal Wally Mack and his little follower Paul would pick on me constantly through my school and my hatred for him grew more than anything in the world. I never would really like him for those days but life with Butch didn't end there, it began a less lonely life in the future…
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