Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54

Torchlight decided to take the opportunity to go for a quick fly, which I was envied. Before long, he returned with what looked like a large container of some description that attached to a pipe of another description. Torchlight explained it was a flamer and it was designed to send bursts of fire at targets. I personally found it fascinating how the many pipes and tubes worked but was turned off by the idea of a massive exposed tank of fuel on my back. The Wasteland is an odd place to travel with companions. Occasionally I would look out onto the horizon to see what I think were Raiders in differing states of metal armor looking at us or turning away. Then other times I would see groups of them walk right past us with looks of understanding or fear. The thing that caught my attention about those ones was the explosives they all carried. One day I'll have to ask Boom why they leave her and anyone traveling with her alone.

We had made good time and found a possible place to stay. An old abandoned medical center with the words 'Ministry of Peace' printed on it. Inside was an amazing looking foyer and everypony was able to find a place to separate to without leaving the main room. Boom and Torchlight began scavenging though boxes and bins. Nightlight had collapsed onto a mattress on the floor. Sunny was pointing her sawn off down the double door hallway; daring some raider or thing to come out while Stitch stood over a white box with three butterflies on it.
"So what do the butterflies mean?" More of my stupid questions but if anypony knew them, it was Stitch.
"Something I made sure to destroy in Stable 54. The mark of the ministry of peace." This was odd coming from Stitch. My eagerness didn't need to be asked as he continued, "Ever since before the time of the great war, doctors existed. But you'd be lucky to find a single red cross anymore since the ministry replaced them with that."
This had me pause. Looking at his medical bag, it indeed had a red circle with a white cross in the center. With a swift kick, the butterfly box hit the wall.
"The leader, the mare in charge, had no experience in medicine. She was no doctor or surgeon. Her medical training lay in animal care." Stitch turned to look me dead in the eye. "If Stable 54 history is right, the mare in charge of all of Equestria's medical needs was a veterinarian by trade. That's why instead of chasing after Chief of Stable Medicine, I waged a correctional campaign to have us return to proper medical status."
Nodding, I gave Stitch some space. Clearly places like this were bad ideas. I decided to see what Boom had found.
"So find anything?"
Boom popped her head out of the large table draw. "Nope. Already picked clean. Trottinghame ain't much of a scavenger's town. More a settlement place. I see why mom and dad liked it."
This was the first time Boom had brought up her family so I had to prod deeper.
"Your parents are here too?"
Boom gave a laugh that said she knew this was coming, "Yep! Good old mom and dad from two different sides of this place. After fighting each other's tribe, they ended up fucking each other a different way and bam little baby Boomageton. Lived my early life with dad until my magic was good enough to throw my first grenade. Then it was off to mom's tribe to grow up. Didn't like it so I left but kept the earrings and grenade launcher. I traveled for a bit, didn't like it so I came back to find the tribe had reformed under a new leader and dad's tribe was still the best of the Wasteland. So I just wandered, that's my backstory and I'm sticking to it."

Sunny, regardless of the wear of high class fashion, was still, as it would seem, a combat pony at heart. With her, or at least someponies', sawn off floating beside her, she looked back at me. An indication to stand on the other side of the door. Doing so put my battle saddle in just the right place for my rifle. A few minutes passed, Stitch had gone from staring at the medical boxes to counting medical supplies. Boom and Torchlight had giving up looking for things and had taken a seat to, from what I could tell, talk about old long past adventures. All the while, Nightlight slept peacefully nearby. My eyes dropped a little at that the idea of a nap. It would be nice but I had to help.
"Slashy. If you need sleep, sleep."
I blinked a few time at the statement. I was perfectly fine and awake. It just seemed nice was all.
"You look like shit. Get some sleep and let the older ponies deal with the guarding."
Now that set me off, "We're the same age."
Sunny just smiles with a shake of the head, "Don't mean in age Slashy. Though I have five years on you. I mean in experience. You may be able to pull the look of Trottingham Ranger off but in the long run, you are still a green as grass stable pony. Not saying that's bad but for Luna's sake, don't go pushing yourself because you feel like dead weight. No matter what happens, if you go to bed right now there will always be another building to scavenge and another raider to fight."
I tried to object but while Sunny gave her little speech, Torchlight had made his way over. He used his wings to force me over to Nightlight.
"Now you get some sleep you hear? Something I got to show you in the morning before we hit the Royals."
And with that, I was forced to sleep.

Waking up was a big surprise. Not only had Nightlight rolled on top of me (not that I'm complaining, I like having her close) but Sunny and Stitch were now bandage up with Sunny wearing a leg brace. Her reaction to seeing me was a half attempt at a smile that came off as a nervous smirk.
Torchlight thankfully filled me in, "Sunny and Stitch, in an attempt to get more supplies, decided it was best to look around. They unintentionallyactivated a Robroco robot in the process. They will be fine. Come on, I'll show you what I was talking about last night."
I followed him outside as he took off his reinforced leather armor. For the first time, I was able to get a good look at the Pegasus's light brown coat and his cutie mark. I expected it to be fire related but it was in fact a hat and a five pointed star. My staring was cut short by his voice.
"Now, what I gather from Stitch is you have never flown." I gave a quick nod to which he sighed, "I know they ain't got young flyers camps in Stables but it is not right for you to just let those wings of yours go. So, I'm going to teach you."
This came as a shock. I had given up years ago on ever flying when I was little. I apparently hovered around in photos but since I got my full adult feathers, it never crossed my mind it would happen. I was snapped back to reality by Torchlight again.
"Now, I ain't worried about you learning in a day. That's not the point. It took years for some of the best flyers in Equestria to even get off the ground with the advantage of flying school. So, I just want the basics of flight into you."
Torchlight indicated up to a ladder standing off a burnt up tree and asked me to climb it. Once up, I was instructed on how to keep my wings apart for a glide and instructed to glide over to him. As I kicked off the tree, wings spread wide, I knew I was going to learn to fly. And as I immediately hit the ground, I knew it would be painful.