Fallout 3
Vault 101's residents remained protected from the outside world, except for the occasional radroach attack.
Let's see, are you a boy? Or a girl?
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'Come over here sweetie, walk to daddy.'
'Dada', gurgling curiously, I looked over at the large man gesturing me over. Ignoring him for now I looked at my surroundings through tiny toddler eyes, I was sprawled rather ungracefully on my butt on an unpleasantly hard tiled floor. Beside me was an inviting fluffy rug and the box with all my toys.
Getting to my feet I wobbled over to my toys and climbed up inside the chest. I took a bit of a tumble when I fell in and my lips wobbled dangerously. That Hurt! Making a mental note to go in feet first next time I reached for my bear and chucked it out of the chest before meticulously climbing out after it. Picking up the bear while stuffing one arm in my mouth and chewing happily I looked over to the large man. He kept making encouraging noises and waving his hands. He must be lonely.
Dragging bear with me I made my way over past the big walls only to have him slip behind me and quickly shuffle back to the gate before pushing it shut.
Trickery! The large man made some more funny noises and went over to the big walls. I watched as walls slid open to reveal an even bigger set of doors beyond the gate. Without so much as a backwards glance at my newly revealed cage he made his way out the doors and they slid firmly shut with a low hissing sound behind him. Feeling somewhat betrayed I glared at the door, expecting a swift return. When he failed to reappear I wrinkled my brow and judged it time to take immediate and drastic action action. Given my quite limited size and lack of girth my options were somewhat lacking, Still, I had mobility and a somewhat stubborn disposition. I decided it was best to keep things simple.
Throwing bear to the ground, I let loose a very impressive battle cry and charged the gate, having not realized that it had been left unlocked. I was left feeling rather impressed with myself as the flimsy plastic gate flew wide open from the force of my charge. And though I myself was left sprawled on the ground once again ,at least I was out of that cage the large man had left me in. Fueled by my own success I climbed to my feet and made another charge at the big gate the large man went through, fully confident in my kick ass gatecrashing abilities. I was quite put out when instead of giving way like the previous one this gate firmly resisted the force of my head and sent me crashing down to the floor...again. This time with the added bonus of a large bruise and five minuets worth of bawling
Sniffling, I gave the door a few whacks with my tiny palms to show my displeasure before making my ways back to my toy chest. I figured I'd play with my toy car till the large man came back and I could chew on his coat some. Not because I particularly enjoyed the taste of his coat, it was more of a petty revenge for trying to lock me in while he went out and played with all the good toys that must be out there. I saw them once, all shiny and pointy with sparkles and pretty colors.
On the way over to the toy chest I saw a picture book laying on the floor near my toys. I had never seen this particular book on the shelves, it was colorful and I rather liked the big block letters on the front. Growing excited I hurried over to grab the book and admired the cover. There was a little blond boy giving me a thumbs up! Giggling I sat down on the comfy rug and turned to the first page. Right away my giggling turned to hiccuping laughter as I saw the little blond boy with with big muscles and a bikini bottom. Smacking the page twice before flipping it eagerly, I was disappointed when instead of another funny picture there was just the boy all grown up with floating body parts around him. Slightly upset at this I quickly turned the page to see the same boy playing with a jump rope. Now I was frowning, the large man wouldn't let me play with those and watching someone else having fun with them made me more then a little green. Once again I quickly turned the page only to see the boy pointing at me and smiling brightly. Smiling back I hit the page once to show him my approval and moved on the the next , blinking slightly I was a little taken aback to see him reading a book just like me! Growing annoyed at being ignored I hit the page twice while aiming for his face, that'll teach him to ignore me!
Hearing a noise behind me I flipped the book shut and got to my feet just as the large man came through the doors. Taking my cue I rushed over and smacking into his ankles started wailing on his legs and screaming bloody murder. Chuckling and not taking my wails even slightly seriously, he leaned over and started speaking.
'well, quite the little explorer aren't you? Serves me right for trying to pen you in.'
Well, that I could agree with. Slightly placated I stopped hitting him with my tiny fists as he walked over to the picture frame near my toys to kneel down with a sad look. Growing upset myself I looked over to see what had made him so sad, seeing only big difficult words in the frame, I pouted and looked away. The book I had been reading at least had pictures. This picture frame writing did ant have any. Maybe that was why he had grown sad, having to read without the pictures would make me sad too. Turning around with full intentions of dragging him over to my book I was surprised to see him walking away, having missed what he was saying yet hearing the tailing end about visiting my friend Amata. I rushed past him and into the hallway, excited at the thought of visiting the loud little girl with lots of sweet-rolls and toys.