THE ENDLESS EVENING
Finally finished chapter 4 and half way finished chapter 5, I took some advice and put in Boon and Veronica two companions who will assist the courier later on the story. Both Cass and the Courier start to fall for each other, and the next chapter I'm going to add a juicy love scene, enjoy!
3 Weeks later
The Courier and Rex were walking towards the Lucky 38 hotel when they bumped into a familiar figure, "Hey Boon, what the fuck are you doing here? I thought you said you didn't want to travel with me".
"Business before pleasure courier", Boon began in a depressing tone. "Yeah, I can tell, why are you dressed in formal clothes?" the courier questioned the man who was indeed dressed in formal wear, losing his beret and signature glasses.
"First I'm going to go see Dennis Crocker I need to speak with him immediately", Boon looked uncomfortable in his clothing as he continually scratched himself.
"Figures, yeah okay and what about the pleasure part?" the courier was interested as Boon was not a man who really had the knack of going out on pleasure.
"I have a date with a red head what's her name again? Cass that's right" Boon's tone was still in his mono tone as he said these words.
The courier felt anger and heat fuel his body, "WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK? Your wife gets kidnapped and you start dating another woman?".
"This isn't any of your fucking business anyway; you two are not dating and MY WIFE IS DEAD OKAY", Boon bumped into the couriers arm as he walked towards the NCR embassy, "Look you helped me find my wives kidnapper, I'm grateful for that so can you fucking leave me alone now?".
As Boon had his back turned the courier was itching to grab his handgun and blow Boons brains out but restrained himself from doing so. Now inside the hotel he began punching the nearby wall, "What the fuck is happening to me? This is so stupid, feeling jealous is beyond me". He took deep breaths trying to calm him.
"Wait here boy I have to go see that major prick Mister House", Rex follows his new masters commands with loyalty waits for the courier outside the elevator.
The courier reached Mr Houses penthouse but stopped suddenly, he started to have second thoughts, he needed to get to the festival, he needed Cass, he thirsted for her, "Screw Mr House this might be the last chance I get to see Cass", the courier left the penthouse in a rush, sprinting to the school of impersonation, he needed a tux, and having the king as a friend certainly has its perks.
Around two hours later he was ready to attend the festival, now geared in a tux he walked over to the festival area, and to his surprise he saw not a hundred people but almost a thousand all dressed formally.
When he saw Cass he was smitten, she was wearing a black revealing ripped cocktail dress showing a curvaceous body, her hair was no longer pinned up rather it was set loose, her beautiful crimson hair reached down to her shoulders, had cut high heels and she was also wearing makeup. The courier's mouth opened he had never seen Cass dressed so beautifully, he only saw her in her plain cowgirl clothes.
His mouth was still open as she spotted him; she gave a mocking chuckle and a slight smile to his stricken face, "It's good to see you too", he realised his mouth was opened, "Y-You look great Cass".
Cass noticed that the courier was not only dressed in a black tuxedo but had also shaved his stubble and cut his hair to short length she too was now smitten. "Where did you get the tux?"
The courier scratched his head unceasingly, "Um, it's one of the King's spare tux's".
"Did he also cut your hair?" she began teasing the courier happily.
"Actually he did" he winked at Cass his eyes drawn to her perfect breasts that were half revealed to him. "What? Are you fucking kidding me? I never knew he was a fucking pussy", she replied curiously noticing his eyes setting to her breasts.
"Hey just because a man knows how to fucking cut someone's hair doesn't make him a fucking pussy, besides have you seen him? Why are so surprised? He is a man who likes to take care of his appearance. There's nothing wrong with that".
"Yeah very much like you, I can see how you like taking care of your appearance; it's like a fucking hobby for you, I've see you stand near a mirror you just can't handle yourself", Cass couldn't stop teasing the courier she felt a pleasure arise from this torment and this was a man she once seriously disliked.
"OH! You're so fucking funny", he half laughed pulling himself closer to Cass. Because of her high heels she was almost on par with him, he craved for her and wanted her so bad but didn't know how to approach this, because as she mentioned when they first met, Cass doesn't like soft men.
"Okay here's your chance man, ask her to go have a drink with you and then ask her to come to your room it's that easy you've done it before" he started talking to himself.
Boon then suddenly appeared next to Cass and gave a death stare to the courier, "Cass are you ready?" Cass nodded at Boon; she turned around to the courier who frowned at the sight, she could feel his jealousy build, she actually had no desire to be with Boon she found him boring and too depressed not at all like the courier who was the complete opposite, loud mouthed and incredibly cocky. But she wanted to let off some steam not strike a relationship with Boon.
Even though the two were having fun at the festival he kept a close eye on them, the courier now seriously hated Boon, he felt like running up to him and punching his ugly smug on his face, but kept his cool and his distance.
"Yo babe, whatcha looking at?" a voice suddenly boomed behind the courier.
He turned to his good friend the King standing proud in his usual white tux and a cigarette dangling from his mouth. "Nothing, just enjoying the sights", the courier replied raising his left arm I the air. There had to be at least over a thousand people attending this festival perhaps even more but kept his eyes on Cass and Boon no matter what.
"Ah, watching over your girl I see, sneaky little devil that Boon, don't trust anyone who trusts the NCR", he dropped the cigarette to the floor and crushed it with his heel.
"Dude, those things are going to kill you", he gazed at the black haired man who reached into his pocket for another cigarette. "And she's not my girl".
"Say's the man who's stalking them, Cigarette?" he offered a cigarette to the courier. "No thanks I quit years ago". As the courier rejected the cigarette, the king couldn't help but give him frown at the rejection.
"I'm gonna go show those amateur dancers why they call me the king, you coming"? The king was eager to get to the dance floor and show the people his moves.
"NO WAY! I don't dance, well at least not with guys", he started backing up shaking his head.
"Your loss, stay here and weep", the king said in a confident tone walking off to the dance floor. The courier could see Cass dancing with Boon and she seemed happy, he shoved his hands in his pocket and his head dropped.
As he was kicking the dirt on the floor when a girl appeared in front of him, a very weird looking girl, she was wearing grey clothes with a hood, very unusual even by his standards, "Hello, you look like a traveller where did you come from?" she asked.
"Why do you ask?" he asked back.
"Just curious, you look like you've seen hell, so where you from?" she continued asking. "The grave", he began joking but wasn't far off as he was actually shot by Benny.
"Ah, okay you look good, considering everything", she didn't fully understand but somehow knew he wasn't lying. "Oh, sorry I'm Veronica, pleased to meet you". The two exchanged handshakes but the courier was interested where this girl came from.
"What about you, where did you come from? And what are doing here dressed like…that?" he pointed to the goofy clothes.
"I came from a hole underground and I'm going out grocery shopping for my very large family and don't make fun of my clothes". Veronica said.
"Whoa chill girl, I meant no offence, I've had a rough day", the courier apologised to Veronica for his harsh attitude.
"I'm just going to go out and just say it, so what do you think of the Brotherhood of Steel? Like them or hate them? I'm just curious". He already figured by now that a weird girl would ask weird questions.
"I actually met two a couple of weeks back, nice bunch; I have nothing against the brotherhood I actually prefer them to, say the NCR". Veronica was just as shocked as the courier. "Oh, I get it your Brotherhood of Steel aren't you?"
"Yeah, you totally guessed, I know you might find this weird but you are the one person that seems like he can take care of himself without any assistance, would it be okay if I travelled with you?", the courier looked at Veronica and even though he could see a sweet girl he knew looks weren't everything, and if she was part of the brotherhood she could prove handy in the wasteland.
"Sure, the more the merrier", he accepted her as a teammate
Veronica squealed happily, "Where do I meet you?"
"Go to the Lucky 38 hotel, mention my name and you can get inside". He pointed to the direction of Lucky 38.
"Thank you so much, you won't regret bringing a girl like me", she happily walked off. 'WOW what was that all about?" he immediately thought to himself, "Brotherhood of Steel, that's what".
"FOR CAESER!" the courier turned to see several men dressed in trench coats holding out machetes, he knew who they were, Caesars Legion, no his agents.
Chaos ensured as the agents began to hack and slash at bystanders, the courier reached down to his pockets but suddenly realised he didn't bring his weapons, he along with the others was unarmed. Mr House's security and NCR guards were among those being slaughtered, people ran in a panic, screaming frantically.
He saw Cass, the king and Boon struggling with some of the agents, his only concern was Cass, she was used to weaponry but had to rely on her fists. The courier couldn't just stand there and do nothing, he began dogging machetes and cracking sculls but found it useless, Caesar told his legion the art of intense defence and pain threshold.
Three agents surrounded Cass, in rage the courier stood in between Cass and the agents, taking all the hits and slashes, she saw the courier fall to his knees, bloodied and beaten. If it weren't for Mr House's security he would've been killed on that spot.
Cass ran to the courier's aid and dropped down to her knees, "What the fuck did you do that for?" she pulled the seriously injured courier to his feet; he grabbed his side and spat out blood. "Being the hero, for one fucking time".
She knew he needed aid and luckily for him she knew some medicine, "Come on, let's get you back to the Lucky 38". The two saw countless corpses of man and machine, a horrific sight, gunshots and screams could still be heard but helping the courier was the only thing on Cass's mind.
There you go, another chapter complete, and I also put in my incomplete chapter 5 in just for the sake of it, chapter 5 is incomplete but you can still read it, sorry for any mistakes though, I wrote these two chapters in a hurry.