Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54

Ok, I'm going to say this now. Carrying a mare on your back is a bad idea.
Taking her into the next room, my real problem was explaining why. I could use the 'I'm a stable pony. We don't like to kill.' but I take shots at any raider and animals I see hostile. I looked down at the mare. She was no older than me and looked to be an earth pony. It doesn't explain why she is so weak.
I gave her a push and she looked at me, curled up on the floor. Just then, I could hear Sunny calling me. I ran over to the window and I looked out. She was at the dinner's door and coming inside. In a panic, I grabbed the raider's branding. Tearing it off and stuffing it into my saddlebag. My heart was racing. I was either about to get this mare killed or have to kill her myself after sparing her. My head stared spinning. As I looked back up, I came face to face with Sunny who was floating her sawn off. I backed up, trying to explain to Sunny who just raised one eyebrow and smiled.
"Now now Slashy. No need to look all embarrassed. When I heard screams and grunting from the other side of the connected building, I thought you had gotten stuck in a hooffight," She looked down at the mare "But now I can see perfectly well."
She gave me a quick knock on my shoulder. "Come down when you're done." With that, she closed the door with a quick wink.
I just stood there. This was by all means the weirdest moment in all my life and I've spent about a month out here in the Wasteland. I turned back to the mare. It was about time to move her.
"So can you stand at all?"
It was a stupid question but answers are needed.
"Um yes, but do you have any Buck? I could use a Buck right now."
I think I did as I looked though my saddlebag. I found a few things that might help. First was the buck, the second was my blanket to keep her warm and the final item was my knife which I had dumped into my saddlebag ages ago. I had to help her up and she was able to walk down the stairs with me. We came out of the building to see the rest of the rangers with all of the bodies, including two of our own, on carts in the center of the plaza. They had been stripped of everything. The thought then hit me. Looking over at the mare, I could see relief in her eyes.
"Did you know any of them?"
She just shook her head, "No, they threatened our settlement and said unless we gave them new members every month, they would kill us. I was the first."
We ambled over to where the weapons, armor and other items had been piled up separately. The mercs had taken their share already. I could see Sunny having fun with a new scoped rifle and two of the others were arguing over some boxes of ammo. In the piles, I saw something I wanted. It was a book called 'Dragon's Guide to Wasteland Cooking'. The book, according to the first page, was a hoof written guide using blank journals and a copy/paste spell left over by the Ministry of Image. It detailed how to use pre-war kitchen ware and post-war techniques. Like, the use of flamers for campfires, how to tell if what you're cooking is attracting predators, and even a section on how to properly prepare pony for his cannibal readers. Don't know why but I kinda want to try that.
While I took the book, the mare picked up a pre-war dress to wear. Just then, our party leader came over looking rather mad.
"Now look here Stable, that mare's a raider. Sunny said you two were up there bucking each other mad. Now I ain't got no problem with you fucking any mare you want. Stallion's and mare's love lives or flings ain't my business but if she causes problems with the bounty, I have no problem killing her and beating the shit out of you and leaving you behind. Got that?"
For a moment, I was speechless at the accusation. Is that what Sunny was going on about? My response was fearful but for different reasons. Luckily, one of the leather armored mares spoke up.
"Not a good idea Ironstone. You don't know yet but he's real close to Boomageton and she is one mare not to piss off. I've seen her crush missiles mid flight with her magic and detonate hellfire eggs if she is angry enough."
That was enough to get him to back off.

That night, we stayed in a old bombed out farm area. Somepony had built a nice shelter over a crater. It kept the wind off of us. The mercs had left us to go to another nearby job. That left us to wander around. Ironstone and some others had taken a look at the farm house while the unicorns moved some of the wagons into the shape of a wall. They pitched their tents up against it.
Sunny volunteered for watch from a silo with another pony called Spotlight, leaving me to catch some shut eye.
"Um...Stable?"
I turned over to see the mare from the plaza. The green dress didn't suit her light blue fur.
"Can I sleep in here with you?"
I gave her a quick nod. Apart from Sunny, who I'm starting to suspect heard our actual conversation about why I spared her, everypony had a very hostile presents towards her. So in turn, she kept close enough to me. Which I think means keeping close to Boom who everypony fears.
"Sure, go ahead. Never did get your name. What is it?"
She trotted in as I closed the top.
"My name's...Nightlight. "
I gave her a smile and moved myself to a far end of the crater to give her some room. As I was drifting off, I could feel something warm pressing itself under one of my forehooves. I looked over and could see Nightlight curling herself up under the spare blanket. Well, it was cold and I was to sleepy to mind.