Moments Like This

"Hey Dad, wait up!" yelled a young child no older than 12. He wore a baseball cap over his head and had on blue overalls that read the numbers "101" on the back. His father, James, wore his usual lab coat attire and had his hair freshly cut and tidy. He was in a hurry to speak with the overseer, not having the time to talk he just replied with "Not right now son, I'm busy" and carried on. The child just stood there, saddened that his Dad never had time for him anymore. "I just wanted to show you my test scores... I did really good" he whispered to himself, holding the paper in his hands. He looked at the score and it said "100%, great job!" written in the top right corner.

"Freaking nerd" commented Butch as he walked past, shoving him out of the way.

"Don't call him that!" came the voice of Amata, having his back as usual. This cause him to smile. "At least he has smarts, what do you have" she said, Butch turned around and was about to reply until Officer Kendall came over.

"Butch, you causing trouble again" he said, looking at Butch.

"Whatever, I've got better things to do" Butch replied, walking off.

"That kid, always getting into trouble. Don't be causing any mischief now kids" he said, walking away.

"We showed him, didn't we" she said.

"Sure did"

"Now wake up"

"Wha?"

"Wake up boss" she said again, before everything faded to black and his eyes were blinded.

"Oh God, my eyes" said the Lone Wanderer, now awake from his dreams and back in reality. He slowly reopened his eyes and the first face that came into view was Butch, from childhood bully to his closest friend.

"Lets go, its morning and the new Tunnel Snakes are ready to ride again baby, woo!"

"I've told you this multiple times, we are not Tunnel Snakes"

"But c'mon, it just slides off the tongue so smoothly. And we fight like Snakes anyway, we sneak up on our opponents and get right up in their face and stuff" he said confidently. "And you still have the Tunnel Snake jacket I gave you, don't try lying"

"Whatever" he replied, just giving up. "Wheres Charon and Dogmeat?"

"They went to get some more water, I've been drinking this like a beast. Ever since Charon turned on the purifier" he said, a empty bottle of water in his hands. "And you boss"

"You don't have to call me that ya know" he replied, Butch just shrugged in response.

"But your the boss so yeah, thats your title to me"

"I've told you this multiple times as-well, we are all equals"

"But your always calling the shots" he replied.

"And you hold my contract" added Charon.

"Oh God!" shouted the duo.

"Need to put a bell on you" said Butch. "Anyway, yeah boss and theirs that so. I think I won"

*Bark!* came the input of Dogmeat. Only one that could understand him was Alex, formerly known as the Lone Wanderer. But ever since finding his friends, he didn't really feel like that name suited him.

"Whatever, should we get a move on. Were almost there anyway"

"Whatever you say boss" said Butch and Charon in unison, fist bumping as they followed. Dogmeat just walked alongside Alex, his tongue hanging out in joy. He smiled as they began walking, Charon has really opened up since they first met.


"Whatever Cass!" replied Six, walking out of Gomorrah as Rex walked alongside him. They were both soon followed by Cass and Veronica.

"Don't yell at me, it's not my fault that you suck at those... what are those games called again?" she asked, the smell of alcohol strong on her breath. Veronica just held her nose and responded.

"Blackjack?"

"Yeah, Blackjack" she said, her walk wasn't exactly straight. She stumbled with every step, Veronica held her as she walked.

"It's a stupid game anyway" he replied, pulling a bottle of Whiskey out of his jacket and taking a giant gulp then ending with a burp. The three had this usual ritual where they would always go straight to Gomorrah whenever they got back into New Vegas and get completely smashed. But one would always have to remain sober for that walk home, this time it was Veronica who stayed sober. It was a silly ritual, but was always fun. Even if they started fighting among each other. "Right Rex, who even invented the stupid thing" he asked his trusty canine who, as always, agreed with Six. "Thank you, have a steak" he replied, throwing the said meat into the air. Rex leaped high and devoured it in one bite.

"Guess where off home then, to our personal bar!" he said, pointing in the direction of the Lucky 38. There personal haven in New Vegas.

"It's late, don't you think you guys have had enough"

"Enough is never enough!" yelled Cass, Six yelled in agreement.

"Ugh, fine" she said, giving up.


"These people sure are taking there time" said Charon, leaning against the door of the Lucky 38.

"Yeah, no shit. Its freaking night, it's 1 am in the freaking morning. I'm tired, can't we just come back later and go rent a room" complained Butch.

"Nope, not spending another cap. I mean, who the hell charges that much to get into a city where you have to spend even more!"

"We have the caps, why are you always so stingy with the caps" Butch replied.

"Because we worked hard for these, and I refuse to waste them on needless things"

"And you said you weren't in charge" said Charon. Alex just sighed.

"Whatever, fuck this place" said Butch, giving the door a big front kick. Then a couple seconds later a bottle just barely missed his head and smashed onto the door in front of him. "What the hell!" he yelled turning around and seeing some guy, 2 chicks and a robot dog.

"Don't ever disrespect my place like that!"


That feels like a good place to end the beginning of this chapter. Hello people of the internet and welcome, to this story. Now as you can see I've decided to start in the world of Fallout instead of the usual wake up in Remnant sort of deal, this is my first time writing as-well so hopefully its a good debut. Please, forgive any mistakes I've made with the lore of the Fallout-o-verse. It's going to be AU-ish and I hope you readers see past that, I'm hoping that I do this good. Please leave a review telling me how it was, would be much appreciated. And maybe follow and favourite while your at it, would show me that you like it.

Thanks again people of the internet, until next chapter. Farewell.