Wow… it's been while, huh? How have you guys been? Know what, don't answer. I already feel guilty as it is for leaving this fic for a long time. Long story short, School's been kicking my ass, Skyrim(self-explanatory), countless hours lost on , and I'm actually working on a real life novel that may (hopefully) get published one day. Anyway, here's the new chapter and I promise I won't slack off… that much lol

Oh and leave a review if you like it, they make me feel good inside without the teenage angst baggage included! :D

"… A bomb?"

I nodded. "Yes, Billy. A bomb…"

"An atomic fucking bomb?" Billy said incredulously, shaking his head. "Why would ask me something like that, Lone?"

"Well… I'm asking you if could set an A-bomb off because I kinda have a predicament…"

A lot of you probably know this, but life can suck ass sometimes, always giving you these decisions that make an impact on, not just you, but everyone around you. It's like Mother Nature's on her period, in a "oh shit, if I don't choose the right answer I might not get laid toni- I mean die a horrific death at her hands" kind of way. You know what I mean?

Anyway, I was chilling over at Billy's house, trying to carefully explain my problem without giving too much away. Good thing Maggie was tucked in and asleep upstairs, cause shit was about to go down… word.

"What kind of predicament are we talkin' about here?" he asked, his eyebrows raised.

I hesitated, fidgeting and looking all over the place. Yeah, real smooth operator over here. "Okay, so let's just say that this god-in-human-form guy had a choice, between saving all his new friends from being blown to hell via nuclear powered explosion… or letting the bomb detonate juuuust to kill one person that this amazingly handsome man hated with all his guts… what would you choose?"

"What? That's so stupid! One person? Unless that person is Robot Hitler that time traveled his steel plated Nazi ass over here, I don't see a reason why people have to die just for one perso-!"

"It's Moira."

"Oh… then that's kinda justifiable."

"I know right!" I shouted in excitement, though I kept it down since Maggie was asleep. "So you know where I'm coming from, then?"

Billy awkwardly scratched his head in response. "I mean I guess. But do people really have to die just to make sure that Moira does?"

"Did you really just ask that?" I said, a grim look plastered on my face.

"…you're right, what the fuck have I been smoking." He sighed in resignation. "Okay, fine. So let's say that you did set off the nuke. What if Moira survived and turned into a ghoul or some other mind numbing bullshit like that. What then?"

"Pfffffffft, hahahahaha! Seriously? Why the hell would the developers do that?" I laughed while pretentiously breaking the fourth wall. "They must be sadists or something if they actually did it!"

"You have a point there…"

I collapsed onto my seat in exhaustion, as well as frustration. "I don't know what to do, dude. These decisions are hard!"

Billy was silent in thought for a while before finally answering. "I've got it! Look, why don't you think on your decision… while we all go on a journey!"

He actually looked excited. Pretty much jumping up and down. I couldn't help but smile, gotta love them kooky friends, right?

"A journey?" I asked. "Where to?"

Billy grinned devilishly. "The Republic of Dave."

Billy took the time to explain to me what "The Republic of Dave" was. It was a small settlement far northeast of the wasteland. "Ruled by a moron who rules over more morons" as I'd like to put it. The thing the interested me most though, was that it was rumored that Dave kept a seriously powerful hunting rifle in his vault. Ol' Painless. I salivated at the thought of owning the rifle and using it on countless creatures and scumbags of the wasteland.

"So what do ya think?" Billy asked, "You up for some nation invasion, or what?"

I smiled, "Billy, if the Republic of Dave hates strangers." I said as I slammed a fresh clip into my pistol. "Then they're gonna love us."

It was the next morning, and I was casually strolling around Megaton. Y'know, just taking in the sights, breathing in the fresh air, and just being friendly to all the residents.

"WHORE!" I angrily yelled as I threw empty nuka cola bottles at Moira Brown's store.

Yep, totally friendly.

After I was done redecorating Moira's store, I casually strode on over to Billy and Maggie's house to see what was the plan on our imminent attack on the Republic Of Dave. Imagine my surprise when I saw Billy, decked out in combat armor and an assault rifle slung on his back, feeding an also fully armored and armed pack Brahmin that looked like it was ready to go to war. And Maggie was joyfully jumping up and down on it.

"Careful, Maggie!" I called out as hurriedly walked towards them. "Usually when grenades jingle, then it's a bad sign."

Maggie turned to my direction at the sound of my voice. "Hiiiiiiiiiii, Stupid-name!"

Ahh, Don't you just love children…? Cause' I don't. Maggie's an exception, though.

Billy nodded towards me. "Morning, Lone."

"Hey, Billy. What's with the Brahmin, guns, and armor?" I asked, nodding back. "We're attacking a small settlement, not France."

Billy laughed in response. "They'll probably give up just as easy, though."

"LOL French racism!"

"Haha… seriously though, Lone. We're not attacking some tribals from the west coast." Billy solemnly explained. "These guys out-gun, out-number, and out-…something us. We're gonna have to be prepared."

"…weren't the tribals from the west coast kinda badasses?" I asked, confused.

"Were they? I just remember some vault dweller a long, long time ago killing the shit out of them… anyway, are you with me or not, Lone?" he asked. Holding his hand up for our infamous hi-five.

Which I happily obliged. "Hell yeah, Billy! I'll do whatever you need me to do. Just say the word!"

"Good." Billy said. "Now, I need you to go to the Crater Side supply and get yourself a shotgun and some combat armor from Moira. You're pistol isn't gonna carry you very far."

"… Fuck. No."

Billy sighed. "Come on, man. Moira just got a new shipment of well maintained shotguns and combat armor!"

"...Can I shoot her with the shotgun after I buy it from her?"

"No, Lone. You can't do that." Billy sighed.

After much convincing, Billy finally made me go back to the Crater Side Supply to buy me a new shotgun. I don't really want to go into too many details on how this exchange happened, but it pretty much went like this.

Me: Hey, Moira. I heard you had some new shotguns and combat armor in stock…

Moira Shit-for-brains: oh why yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

Your royal freshness: … Can I buy a shotgun and some combat armor?

Scourge of humanity: Oh why yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yesssssssssss!

Master of Awesomeness: … I hate you. So much.

I then walked out the store, a brand new shotgun on my back, combat armor strapped to my body, and lot of weight off my chest. Wow, who knew telling someone that you despise them can make you feel so… free! Soon after, I met up with Billy, Maggie, and Commander Cobra (which was the brahmin's new name) and we all passed the big gate of Megaton and set off for the Capital Wasteland…!

Wait a minute…

"Billy?" I calmly said. "Why is Maggie coming with us?"

Billy scratched his head in embarrassment. "Oh. Welll, I can't leave her at Megaton and… I just thought she'd be safer with us… hehe?"

I gaped at him in surprise. "Safer? With all the raiders and deathclaws and shit! Safer?"

"Haha! You'd be surprised of what Maggie's capable of, Lone." Billy laughed out loud, walking farther from the group to no doubt scout ahead.

I then noticed a seriously dark, evil aura resonating from behind me. I turned around saw that the aura was coming from Maggie, who was riding on top of Commander Cobra.

"Children never die here, Lone Wanderer." She said in this menacing, almost un-human voice. Her face contorting into something that would have been perfect for a Japanese horror movie. It definitely wasn't Maggie's.

"Uhh… M-Maggie?" I asked, scared for once in my life.

But her demented, twisted face suddenly turned into a big, innocent, and bright smile. It was Maggie this time. "What is it, Stupid-name?"

"Uh, nothing… c-can you go on a-ahead? I need to take a breath."

Maggie nodded obediently and ushered Commander Cobra to move along. Leaving me there to stare wide-eyed right after them.

What the fuck…? I thought. Something tells me this isn't gonna the last I hear from… her…

I then hurried to catch up the group.