*Thanks for your reviews jetflight girl, Riven Cole, and Kantata! I really appreciate your positive feedback. It keeps me writing. =D
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Yeah, so Gemma's been gone awhile. . .I'm anxious for her to get back. I know finding her dad is super-duper important and all that, but so is our little survival guide. I'd really like to get it going; the sooner the first chapter's done then the sooner we'll get to the second and so on. Gee, I can hardly contain my excitement! I'm practically dancing in place with anticipation for Gem to come on back. Man. . .I wish she was coming back today. . . .
Oh, well, patience has never been one of my strong suits (which is why some of my experiments end up in explosions). I remember this one time I wanted to see what would happen when nuka-cola quantum, hairspray, jet, and sugar bombs were combined. . .yeah, I knew it'd probably end in a big "boom," but I was surprised it was a big purplish-green "boom." It sure was colorful. . .and it was the darndest goop to get off the walls. At least the smell wasn't that bad. Reminded me of a sweet meaty smell; plus, it made me super hungry. I think I gained ten pounds because of how hungry I got because of it. . .Hmmm. . . .
Any-who, I hope Gemma's making her way back to civilization. I'd start on our little project myself, but I've just been swamped with customers lately. It's like everybody and their bodyguard wants one of my custom weapon these days. I'm not complaining though; in fact, it makes me feel all gooey inside knowing people like my weapons of destruction. What more could a girl want? Well, besides publishing a Wasteland Survival Guide. . . .
I've even asked Eric (my own personal mercenary) to head over to Super Duper Mart, but all he said was, "Listen Lady, you don't pay me enough caps for me to risk my neck out there for some stupid book of yours. Sorry." Well, you can't say Eric isn't direct when he wants to be. Bless him.
Well, Gemma will be back soon enough. She's not the type of person to walk out on a promise, or as she put it, "One crazy business venture." She sure is a sweetheart and really has a way with words. It was so nice what she said to Eric before she left, "Try not to collect too much dust while I'm gone Statue Boy." Yeah, she sure is good with people. I wish I was. . .I think my personality frightens some people.
It's just, the world is so fascinating! I can't contain my eagerness to discover something new and wonderful. Yes, I've tried to hold it in, but then that can get overwhelming. . .and it gives me gas. Yeah, no, I'm not a big fan of indigestion. That's why I don't eat or drink at Moriarty's. I'm sure I've caught him peeing in his still late at night. . .Icky.
Hmmm. . .I wonder how Gemma would feel about a chapter on mole rats? I've got this great idea to make a stick that repels those cutie pies. It's so sad how everyone kills them. . .they're just hungry. I've managed to befriend a mole rat or two by sharing a couple of brahmin steaks with them. Sadly, because the mole rats relied too much on my kindness, they began to surround Megaton. Oh, it was awful! Jericho, Moriarty, Eric, and Lucas Simms went out and shot every last one of them. . .poor dears. Yeah, I'm going to get started on this repellent stick idea of mine. Little mole rats deserve better than death. . .and I'm sure Gemma will be more than happy to try out the prototype for me. Yeah! Oh, now I'm just so excited I could explode! Isn't science fun?