It had been hours since I ran out of the gun shop. Now, I have no plans on elaborating what I did considering I did a lot of things. What happened is better left to be forgotten but to give the monologue use...

After shooting the radio and storming out, I was chased down by the shop owner and given caps equal to the guns (minus radio repair). I walked around for about half an hour before coming here to stare blindly at the ruins of a building. I've left out the parts I don't want to remember because, well, it's me and I don't really get this. Stable life is easier.

"Hey Stable, you ok?" Boom finally found me. How could the radio say such bad things? "Stitch and I got worried when you didn't show up."

Looking up at her, past the stable branding and Pipbuck, I see the friend I made. The waste-lander who carries a box full of grenades and two guns that throws them.

"Boom, why does the radio call you the Missile Monster?"

The reaction was almost instant. She fell back onto her hind legs, looked away and spoke.

"Because I made a mistake." She looked right at me or maybe though me.

"About three years ago, I was moving from city to city. Trying to strike it rich. Some weird, broken robot flying around tried to get me to do something. All I remember is it involved guns so I joined on with a caravan. It was about twelve of us. I was the explosive expert because that's all I could do apart from carry extra junk. We would split it based on how much work we did. All honest trading, mainly guns and the odd pile of scrap for either group of builders or royals."

She then detached her semi auto grenade launcher off her battle saddle with her magic and placed it next to herself.

"I made a few good friends while traveling with them and plenty of caps. Then one day a group of ponies wanted us to move two large metal boxes with our normal shipment. Said they had crazy robots the builders could fix and that they came from Craterpeak. The citizen groups were always getting their robotic guards fixed so we went off. Only, about half way Starcream yells 'Slavers, they're slavers!' so we all run over to him just in time to watch his head explode into five large chunks."

Boom got up.

"Once he exploded, I whipped out my gun and started shouting. No point given what was going on. Before I knew it, I was shooting back. A few bucks and a mare sided with me. The rest only cared about the money. We were losing fast. One of the bucks knocked a crate open and inside were missiles. Now, I know my missiles so I levitated some across and used my magic to ignite and fire them."

Boom took a moment. It was clear these memories hurt her greatly.

"Once that was working, one of them grabbed a missile launcher as well. They shot at me and I redirected the missile to my left but it hit the slave wagon's doors. It crushed everypony inside seeing how the doors flew inward. By the time it was over, we had won but only me and the mare who's name I can't remember were left. We parted ways. Next thing I know, the radio is calling me a monster for killing slaves and ponies started to avoid me. The only good thing is demo raiders don't attack me or anypony with me."

Once she was done, we headed back to the hotel and we counted over our supplies. Stitch explained how while we don't need that much, a surplus of first aid boxes and magical bandages will be better than magic potions. Boom went over the reason why we had it so easy so far.

"You see, this area on the map is territory of C44's Demo Raiders who like explosive weapons. They like me enough to ignore me. Then there's the area's clans, their infighting or cross-clan fighting kills or scares off any raider not part of either major raider faction."

After a quick meal, we headed to bed. It cost us a small pile of caps but I think twas worth it.

Author's Note

sorry this one is shorter I'm still trying to do this right and it's harder than I expect so if you could help please comment