A Courier Aid

Chapter 3: Exposition, Filler time, and stuff. What more do you want?

(meddler)
As the screams and shouts come all around my surroundings, at first my mind didn't know what happen, one moment I’m deliver something, the next explosions everywhere. My left hand reach for my 9mm pistol as the Marked Men began coming at me, my aim point to one head and fire.

They come in a pattern, one down, another attack at me from my left, my body turns in a roll to fire at another. This been going on for five minutes as I fight for survival.

Until my ears hears a voice.

“Meddler.”

My body froze as my head turn to see, her. Looking at me with her skin burn off, her eyes glare at me in accusation of the crimes I made. What’s worse is the boy by her. The same as the woman, the Marked Men grab onto me, my body struggle but the two walk to me as their eyes began to glow as their mouths open to reveal a scream of a wrathful banshee.

My eyes dare not close for the fear within me overcome my strength. Then more appear, a woman, a man, and a sister. All of their eyes glow as they all scream in unity with the woman and the child step forward.

“Why? Why did you do it?”

My head try to turn but the Marked Men held my skull to face the glowing eyes of the boy. Tears roll down my face as there is no words that came from my as the boy roughly grab my head and scream in my face.

“WHY DID YOU DO IT?”

Then all of a sudden a new voice appear in the crowd of the Marked Men around us. “We see you are haunted, we admit we have a different view of you.” Darkness surround all of us as the Marked Men disappears into the shadows and the voice spoke once more. “It is time for you to be awake.”

**
(Still meddler)
My eyes open as my head moves around in fear, my breath quicken as my heart is going faster than it usually does. The familiar red around me help me gain back my senses as my breath go in slowly and out, my heart slowly return to it’s regular pace.

My right hand went up to rub my eyes as a groan escape from my mouth.

What the hell was that? The nightmares don’t usually get me out like that, in fact maybe my brain is telling me that I shouldn't drink before going to bed.

My head move to see the empty bottle of Moonshine on my right, my eyes look down to see my white shirt and underwear.

Okay, so far I’m not naked. Good.

My ears just start to hear a snoring of sorts, it sound strange like a breath in and breath out in the sound of chirps.

Now why is that so familiar, oh fuck me with four females.

The memories of what happen last night came up to me, the touching of the ground, the beating, the killing of Legion, the moody mood of me, including the drinking of the Moonshine.
Buggy snuggle by me as it’s head is on my chest as its hooves curl up inwards, the lower legs are on my legs. Normally I wouldn't mind this since its been a long time that I gotten someone in my bed, but the fact that I don’t know if Buggy is a dude or not is a big reminder to me.

My left side slowly moves away from Buggy as my body attempt to get up, Buggy didn't open it’s eyes as I’m up, then the hangover came knocking to my poor brain. “Ugh, new rule. Never drink booze before bed.” My left hand hold my head as the other attempt to find the lamp to turn it on.

After clicking the thing on my eyes search to find my clothes, thankfully they’re on the ground by a few feet away from the bed. “Okay, one, two, three!” My upper body move up as my legs getting wobbly as my mouth clamp down to not let a groan escape from me in worry that my noise might make Buggy awake.

My hands grab my pants to place them on, and after gathering the rest of my clothes on me there’s a shift on my bed, my head turn to see Buggy open it’s eyes and look up to me. “Um, morning.” I said.

Hopefully it’s not afraid of me because if it is then I might need to find a way for it to trust me when I get another translator, okay what the fuck?

Buggy got up as it wings began to buzz as it float straight at me, then unexpectedly wrap it’s hooves around me as it rub it’s head on my armor chest.

I am really questioning the brain cells in this thing. I know that if someone just beat the shit out of me I would of hunt the person down and do worse things to him. Not hug him and show him affection. You know maybe after getting a translator I’m going to ask it questions that will finally make me stop being so damn confuse on it.

“Okay then, a good morning to you too.” As my hands gently remove it hooves around me as my body turn around to open the door to the bright light of the electricity. “Oh wait, my helmet.” Before my head turn around a chirp is by me as Buggy is holding my helmet in it’s hooves.

What is it with Buggy and always getting my helmet?

“Um thanks,” My right hand grab the helmet as Buggy lets go. “Okay then, let’s get some food.” My helmet went on my head and my fingers connect it to the places it need to go. As my head turn to my right to see Cass walking out of the bed room with her holding her head, even the legendary drunkard can get a hangover as well.

My right arm lean on the wall as my legs slowly move to meet her, my mouth open in a small tone. “Hey Cass, you good?” She groan. “Yeah, just give me a moment. Damn who knew that Gilda is a drinker?”

A snort escape from me.

“I’m just surprise that she didn't got any booze ever since she came here. And speaking of our new guest, anything odd?” her head shook. “Naw, but Arcade left and so did Raul. If you don’t mind I’m heading to back to my bed, I can get a day off from paperwork. Later Meddler.” She turn to walk back in the room with the many beds.

My head took a peak in the dinner room to see Gilda holding her head with her claws as her head is on the table, the horse is just sitting on her tush just looking at her, until she notice me.

Is she wearing an Remnant helmet? She is wearing one, normally I would be suspicious on who made it for her but the only people I know who could make a translator is Arcade and Veronica, since Veronica is with her people I’m betting it’s Arcade. I’m more actually impress that he manage to shape the helmet to her head setting. I should probably ask him how he manage it.

And where he got it from.

“Greetings Meddler, we see you are awake with the Changeling.” My head nods as my left hand move a chair to sit down before her. Buggy chirp as it settle down my legs and began rubbing it’s head on my right one.

“First off, I want to apologize for what happen yesterday, you can say my mind wasn't in order when you blast me with your horn. I have these episodes which tend to happen whenever I either get too stress or something trigger it, mostly it’s from being shot at too many times, someone I really hate, or when I’m piss off by someone stupid enough to get me angry.”

At first I thought she would just gloat at me apologizing to her, what’s more surprising is that she isn't cringing away from fear, that’s not the usual reaction I get whenever my mind get snap, which is a good thing actually. She nod her head and reply.

“We understand.”

What?

“The one name Arcade and Raul explain that you are having troubles from something call the ‘Divide’ and is living with the aftereffects, that is understandable. For you see we are the ‘effects’ of something huge in our world. It is something that we do not wish to speak freely about.”

My head nod as my hands are place together with them resting under the helmet chin. “We all have secrets we don’t wish to share to anyone.” It seem we both have things we can’t freely say to just anyone. Which makes us have something in common.

“Now then quick question, since Feathers over there is having a terrible hangover and you are completely sober answer me this,” My right hand quickly points down to Buggy.

“Why the hell is Buggy acting this way?”

A chuckle escape from her as I swear she gave me a smug look behind that helmet. “I admit I don’t know much of her culture but that doesn't mean I can simply ask her.”

My left hand raise up.

“Wait you mean to tell me you can speak another language?” Another chuckle escape from her. “After a fashion Meddler, one moment.”

My mind thought for a moment of the information that just pass.

Wait, Buggy’s a girl? Well that answer one question.

She began chirping in high and low tones as Buggy stop rubbing her head to my leg as she raise her head up to look at Night Wavy (My nickname for her), as they began talking in chirp’s and then after five minutes of talking Wavy began laughing, she laugh so hard that she hold her sides as she fall down and turn left and right.

Feathers shout at her. “Do you mind? Some of us are trying to recover from a hangover!” Wavy didn't stop as she kept laughing and laughing until she gain her breath as her laughing stop. She slowly place her hooves on the table as she got up.

A few minutes of gathering her breath she sat down in her position as she turn her helmet head to me. “Ah Meddler, you are going to be in such a surprise when you get her a translator.”

“And why the fuck you aren't going to tell me, in fact what you two talk about?” I ask.

Again I swear she raise her eyebrows at me in a huge grin. “Well what’s the fun in that if I just told you? Beside seeing your reaction is going to be fun!”

Why do I have the feeling that when I find out it will just make me so confuse and angry at the same time I’m going to be stupefied? Better yet why do I feel a headache coming on that don’t involve a hangover from last night?

Buggy, wait got to find a new nickname for her, damn maybe I can ask her about the Changeling name? That way I can easily give her a new nickname.

“Hey Wavy, what’s her name?” My right thumb point to the one whose head is rubbing my leg again.

“Wavy? Ah right, Arcade told me of your name making ideas, the Changeling do not name themselves as they always change into different beings. Even if they do it is rare. At best you should name her yourself Meddler.”

Okay, for someone saying they don’t know another culture the seem to know a few things, but then again she met Changelings before? Probably because she manage to speak her language. Now then, names, names, names…

With a snap of my mental fingers a name pop up.

My head look down to her as my mouth open. “I dub thee Loyal, because for some reason you still want to be with me even after the shit I put you through.” As Wavy spoke to Loyal again, Loyal look up to me as she jump up in my chest as she began hugging me around my chest and nuzzling my helmet cheeks.

My hands took off my helmet to allow her to feel my cheeks, she look back to me in the eyes as she return to her face rubbing.

Then my mind gave a red flag as my eyes notice where she is position in. My hands went to her sides as they gently pull her off of me and place her back on the ground, she gave a chirp to me as she went back rubbing my leg, my right hand rub her head and scratch her ears.

“So who’s hungry?” I ask.

“We are hungry, we try to find food that is edible for us, but due to our problem in understanding your language we do not understand what there is to eat.”

My hand left Loyal as my body get’s up to search the fridge. “Hmm, there’s some gecko eggs here and mantis eggs. I can probably make something with these.” My left hand start the oven as the cooking begins.

A few minutes later plates went before Wavy, Feathers, Loyal, and one for me as my hands put the plates down on the table. And for drinks pure water. “Here you go guys, hope you enjoy, and be thankful that I’m giving you pure water, because normal water is going to give you rads.”

“Rads?” ask Feathers.

“Short for Radiation. No matter where you go there’s bound to be radiation. Enjoy.” As my hand pick up the fork and began eating my ears hear the other voices. “By the claw! This is awesome, where did you learn how to cook this?” spoke Feathers.

“We agree with the griffon this is something unexpected.” told Wavy as she temporary takes off her helmet to eat and place it back on when she comment on the food. My eyes notice Loyal began chewing it a bit and began wolfing the food down and finish her water.

Normally I would comment of bad table manners, but she probably hasn't gotten any food since last night, which is likely my fault. Hmm Feathers said that Loyal eat emotions yet she can eat solid food. Maybe the reason why she can eat food is because sometime is a bit hard to get emotion’s?

You know what? I’m not going to question why she can eat or not. That shit can be Arcade problem. Right now I’m going to enjoy my food and worry about things I do need to be thinking about. Like getting armor and weapons for these three, also getting some lessons ready to teach them the basics.

We finish up on breakfast as Feathers is getting over her hangover. “So now that’s over with, what now?” My right hand scratch Loyal as my other hand is rubbing my chin. “Well, now we get armor fit for you three. Because there is no way in hell, that I’m letting you go out in the world without some protection and lessons.”

“Follow me.” I add as my legs move to allow my body to get up, my right gave a ‘follow me’ motion, my eyes give a glance to see Loyal getting my helmet as we enter in my room.

My head turn to my desk with my new ‘diary’ computer, behind it is bookshelves with all my different books in it, including my other junk I collect, across from the desk is a guitar mount on the wall from my time in Sierra, under it are two sofas with a pillow and two. Before them is that table with a magazine of guns or something.

Between the sofas is that pot plant which I have yet to get rid of since it’s dead. Across from the sofa is a few wardrobes and a target wall where I usually practice shooting at with my guns, my head look a few steps from my desk to my two wardrobe, one of them is my cloths wardrobe and the other is fill with all the miscellaneous stuff that I found in my travels.

By those two is one of my weapon trunk and over that is the Lucky 38 logo with a few bullet holes in them, honestly I got bored one day and decide to shoot it for the hell of it, the other one is just before my bed, as my legs stop my body turn with my head to see the others coming in through the door.

“Just stay there you, oh you gotta be fucking kidding me.” My head turn to see Wavy stuck in the door. How the hell did she manage to get fucking stuck? Even Lily who is taller and got more mass is able to get in the doorways, yet Wavy is stuck?

How the fuck does that make sense?

My left hand slap to my face as my legs move to help Wavy get in. “Alright breath in, and on the count of three I’m going to pull you in, ready?”

She nod her head to me as my hands grasp her shoulders as my body tilt in position of moving her in. “Alright, THREE!” As her breath suck in we manage to get herself in my room. She then look at me with a glare, or at least from what my mind could think of as she look at me. “You didn't count.”

My shoulders shrug.

“First lesson girls, try to adapt to the unsuspecting problems in your way. For example what I just did to you Wavy. Now then I want you all to stand still when I call your name to get measurements.”

“Why?” ask Feathers, she gives an arch eyebrow to me.

“Well I need to know what armor will work on you all and what I need to adjust to make sure it fits with your body structure. Now then quick question what would you prefer? Leather armor with metal on them or no metal on? And do you prefer fast weapons or slow using weapons?”

“Why are you asking such a question Meddler?” ask Wavy, my attention is split as my eyes began searching for armor that I never wore anymore and probably never use, but keep as a precaution. After getting a few armor her question is answer.

“Because I need to know what you are comfortable with and how much you can deal with when getting shot at or shooting at. Otherwise what’s the whole point in teaching you all how to understand the basic of the Wasteland?”

My eyes look all over as my hands search for the most important tool to help them with getting armor on them: the measurement tape.

“I swear I know there’s one around here, where the fuck could it be?”

A few minutes later with a fruitless search an idea pop in my head. “One moment,” As I left my room and search around Lily bed for the tool a sigh of relief came from me as my goal is partially complete.

“I knew it was here, just looking in the wrong place.” As I enter back in my room my voice call out my first victim. “Feathers, get your feline tail over here.” As she gives me a look of ego, she walks to me as my hands stretch the tape, before I could start my ears hear a voice.

“Meddler, just what are you doing and who are these guys?”

My head snap to see Veronica standing in by the door as she wore an armor robe and her hood over her head.

A smile came out on my face as my hands drop the tape as my legs rush to give her a bear hug.
“VERONICA! Man am I glad to see you again girl, how have you been doing?” She gave a smile to me as my arms circle around her and a few minutes let her go.

“Well beside getting bear hug by you and finding stuff for the Brotherhood not bad, but you didn't answer my question Meddler.” My head turn to the three as my answer came to my old friend. “Well it’s a long story but short answer is they’re from another world entirely and temporarily staying here.”

“Right now I’m trying to see their measurements so I know what to work with when I make their armor, the catbird is Feathers, the bug horse is Loyal and the tall wavy horse with a mass that makes Lily small is Wavy. Girls meet Veronica, a Brotherhood of Steel member and one of the Companions.”

“Veronica is her nickname by the way, her real name is Punchy the Woman Finder!” And on cue she punch me in the shoulder as she gave a scowl. She pass by me and introduce herself. “Don’t mind him, my name is actually Veronica, and Punchy is the name I’m stuck with when I’m around him.”

“We know, we already learn of his name choosing ideals.”

Her head nod and turn to me. “No offense Meddler but this is a woman job,” My hands clasp on my face as my expression gave a false shock. “Gasp! Punchy! Does this mean you admit that you’ll learn how to do woman stuff and leave the fighting to the men?” She gave an arch eyebrow to me and sighs as she shake her head.

“I should hit you for that, but it’s been a long time since I last seen you so I’ll just overlook this one time.”
My tongue stick out to her. “Don’t you mean this 457 time?” My view turn to the three as I gave a mocking warning. “Whatever you do, don’t bend down, she’ll try to eat you out!” She push me out of the room. “And that’s enough out of you.”

My arms wave as my act continue.

“But they need to know you have thing for the same gender Punchy! They need to be warned.” She walks back in my room as it is now overtaken by a ruthless amazoness. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to rough them up too much. Yet.” she wink her eye to me as she playfully reply as she close the door. My hands went to my pockets as a sigh went out from me.

“Well can’t say I didn't warn them.” I mutter as my right finger press on the elevator button to go to the penthouse to see my lackey Yes-man.

***
(still meddler)
Thankfully something good happen for once.

“Hi there! I got someone who you probably want to meet Boss!” told Yes-man. My ass is currently sitting before Yes-man because I’m too lazy to stand, my hands cross to each other as my legs cross in a manly fashion.

“Oh? Is it the NCR? Or Boomers?”

“Nope! In fact here he is now!” That’s when my ears hear a very old and familiar tone, one that took me off of my seat and turn my head to see. “Hello there friend, fancy meeting you here after all this time.”

“VICTOR!” My hands wrap around the Securitron bot as a loud laugh escape from me, even though we haven’t been traveling together, or been through adventures with him at all I still consider him a close friend, after all without him I would be dead.

My arms let go as my head turn to Yes-man. “How the flying hell did you manage to get Victor here back? I try everything I could,” Victor explains to me. “Well ever since your little dance with Mr. House I been offline, or was until you’re pal here found me and brought me back.”

A pain look came on my face. “Sorry about that Victor, didn't thought that you would be part of the casualties. Can you forgive me?” He gave a laugh to me as he pat me on the shoulder. “Nothing to forgive Meddler, it ain't your fault, still I’m surprise how you run things around here. Especially with Goodsprings.”

My head nod to him. “Yeah, still nice to see you back among the living. What will you do now?” He gave a thought as he reply. “Well I may travel back to Goodspring but if you want I can stay around here for a little while,”

“YES!” I interrupt him, a moment of silence later as a cough came from me. “I-I mean, yeah you can just let me know where you’ll be staying around,” My head and attention turn to Yes-man. “Thanks by the way, I’m surprise you would do a thing Yes-man.”

“Well you whenever you sit down and think you would be nostalgia Boss, so I then thought. ‘What if I can make the Boss even more happy?’ And so I found a way to get Victor back. Anyway there’s nothing much around here that needs your attention Boss, have a nice day!” My head nod to him.

“Keep me posted if something comes up.”

“You got it Boss!” As the connection is cut of my head turn to Victor. “Come on then buddy, there’s much I have to tell you. And let me tell you, it’s a doozy.” And for once a large smile that my mind never thought of appear on my face as my spirit feel lift up as I can feel myself gaining back of my old regular self.

***
(gilda)
At first I thought Meddler was being an ass when he mock at Veronica, but maybe there is some true in what he said about Veronica trying to get in with us.

We been at this for hours as the three of us got measure, she been looking at us as she turn around us looking at our muscles and giving a few ‘hmm’s’ or ‘uh huh’s’. Which make me feel awkward as she eye us. Nightmoon got it the worse as she been rub a few times to ‘test’ the muscle with the armor. Thus I believe the three of us learn a new lesson that day.

When Meddler warns you about something then you better fucking listen.

And this cause me surprise, not the lesson, just the fact that my entire mind just swore without even thinking on it. Guess Meddler is rubbing off of me. Loyal is fidgeting around as we finally got on our armor. It’s probably strange to wear armor when your entire body is armor itself.

Right now I’m in some reinforce leather armor with metal coverings on the chest and my shoulders. It starts with my neck as it ends on my claws and my paws. My tail can't be cover since it’s a bit difficult to make armor for a tail.

Thankfully she made some sort of gloves for my claws since I’m going to be using them most of the time. The armor had to be cut open for my wings and tail to be free. The same is for Loyal and Nightmoon.

However for Loyal it’s just reinforce leather armor. The changeling start with her neck as well but the covering of the armor ends on her hooves.

Nightmoon got the a mix deal with me and Loyal as metal cover her body with the leather under it, we had to get rid of her old armor since it’s useless now.

“Anyway the armor part is done, now all we need is to find weapons for you girls and you’ll be all set.” told Veronica, she began taking what’s left of the armors that been cannibalized to make our armor in the condition they are in.

“So quick question, what’s with the helmets you two have?” ask Veronica, my beak open to answer. “They’re translator, we can’t speak your language so Meddler had to get stuff for mine, while Arcade made Nightmoon her’s. They also provide protection in case we get hit in the head.” Veronica nod her head.

“Good thinking. Have to say now that you three are in armor you all look pretty nice,” She start to look at us with a very unusual look. “Really nice.” Red flags appear in my mind as my eyes widen of what she might do.

Thankfully the door open to reveal Meddler.

“Hello! Don’t mind me just getting stuff.” told the Courier.

Oh praise the gods! We’re saved!

He look at Veronica and then at us, then to her again. “Punchy, were you just about to ask these three ladies on a date?” Veronica gave a playful look at him. “Maybe, maybe not. Why?”

His eyes roll as he walk to us and stood between us and the woman who might strip us of our gear. “Punchy I know it’s been a long time since you had a woman in bed, but come on! These gals just got here and wouldn't stand a chance with you after their tails.”

“Besides,” as he turn his head to us with a smirk on his face. “Maybe they rather have a real deal dick chase them than a finger pusher.”

I would be enrage of what he just said to us, I really would but I rather swallow my pride and let him talk like that than let the ‘Woman Chaser’ getting a hand on us.

My eyes glance at Nightmoon and Loyal expression, Loyal’s is confuse as she probably don’t understand a word, and Nightmoon's face is hidden.

And I have a pretty good feeling that they agree with me at once.

“And now that I think about it if you keep this up Punchy I may or may not tell your girlfriend about your advances on these innocent women.”

Wait what?

Veronica gave a surprise look, then a glare at him. “You wouldn't dare,” Meddler turn his head to wink at us, then turn his back to her. “I will and shall.” After a few minutes of silence they both laugh.

“Goddammit Meddler, I miss your silver tongue.” Meddler walk to her as he gives her a hug. “And I miss you whenever you try to find new conquest to pillage Punchy.”

They’re treating this as all some sort of joke? What the claw is wrong with these people?

Nightmoon ask them the same question. “Why are you two laughing as if you both remember an old joke when Meddler just made sexism and vulgar comments and threaten you?”

Veronica pull away from him as she answer. “Well it’s quite simply really, Meddler is ‘unique’ from people, for one he see how long he can push people's buttons with until they snap. In this case it’s always new people who might have potential of being friends or old trusted friends, trust me on this, you girls aren't the first to see this.”

“Still he always say different things to different people. At times he respectful, at others he is insulting as hell. Don’t ask me how to understand him, because trying to understand a guy who got his brains mess up and stitch back together by a guy, a machine, get pull out, get put back in again, and got metal stuff in them is like trying to figure out how to have sex with a deathclaw.”

“And trust us, that’s not a good idea.” add Meddler.

“So in other words Meddler is just insane?” I said. They both thought for a moment with their hands on their chins. “Well,” start Veronica. “It’s close, but I rather say I’m batshit crazy that is too awesome for normal people to understand.” finish Meddler.

“Or just batshit crazy that is living in the wasteland.” add Veronica.

“Now then,” said Meddler as he claps his hands. “Time to see what weapon you girls are be able to use.” He began searching around his weapons crates to see what we can use, finally after a few minutes of looking and testing of using said weapons, we got what we need.

Nightmoon told Meddler despite Loyal and her have hooves they got magic. The look on his face speaks skeptical until her horn glow to raise him up, which convince him that they can handle weapons with their magic.

I gotten a handgun call a 9mm pistol, including a Combat Knife in surprising good condition, and a pair of knuckle-dusters call Love and Hate. Meddler told me that he got them off a raider and decide to keep them.

Loyal gotten a silencer .22 pistol, a Ripper, and a Caravan Shotgun. Now for Nightmoon she gotten the heavy stuff, a Mini-gun to mow down with, a chainsaw for anyone got near, and a weapon that Meddler said to be use as a last resort if all fails.

He call it the BFG, but Veronica said it’s the Fat Man.

“There we go! Now then it’s time for real life training! Veronica, you in?” ask Meddler.

Please say no, please say no, please say no,

The gods must of hear my plea, because she shake her head. “Sorry Meddler, but I need to get back to the Bunker, otherwise they might start to wonder where I’m at again.”

Outwards my expression didn’t show anything, but on the inside I’m relief. Oh thanks the gods!

“Ah, oh well. Take care Punchy.” said Meddler as he hug her, a chuckle came from her as they said their goodbyes, as she enter in the elevator Meddler turn his attention to us.

“Alright then gals, before we head out there is one thing I need to do,” before he said anything more a metal thing came by the door as it speaks. “Hi Boss! Something came up.” His head turn to it. “Yes-man? What is it?”

“Well there’s a message that been sent over from Primm that been taken out from the Mojave Express and it’s from the Sheriff there! He said something strange came to his place and he thought you should take a look at whatever he found.”

“Ah, thanks Yes-man, I’ll get to it, watch the place for me.”

“No problem Boss, have a nice day!”

As it left he turn our attention to us. “Well girls guess we better find out what the whole problem is, this is a good chance to see you out in the field as you experience the Wasteland with me and two others.” He walk out to call someone. “Hey ED-E! You’re with me! Also tell Victor that he’s with us, meet me and the girls at the casino floor!”

A beep came out as he put his head in the room we are in. “Well what are you all waiting for? Come on!” Before we even move he enter inside to get something in the crate. Loyal buzz her wings as she look for something as well.

He close the crate as he took out a rifle with a scope, another rifle that I first meet him with, a long gun with wood fuse with the metal, and the glove he use to beat down Nightmoon with.

“What are those weapons you have? I recognize the glove, but the others I do not know.” ask Nightmoon.

“This rifle,” He point on his back. “Is the Anti-Material rifle, the one I’m holding is the Survival Rifle, the one other one is my Mercenary's Grenade Rifle, and the beauty that is wonderful in close quarters combat is the Hunting Shotgun.”

“Ah, and the golden thing on your arm?”

Meddler roll his eyes as he plainly said. ‘It’s a useful tool for me to use.” Loyal went before Meddler with his helmet in her hooves. “Ah thanks Loyal.” He said as he took his helmet and pat her on the head, she gave a big chirp as she lean on the hand for more petting.

He gave her the satisfaction until he stop to put his helmet on, he turn around to walk to the elevator. “Come on, adventure waits for no one!”

***
(meddler)
The winds move against me as my radio is on the usual radio with Mr. New Vegas, right by me is ED-E who floats with nothing to say while Victor just roll. Thanks to Yes-Man Victor got all clean up, the girls aren't use to Sercution yet so it’s going to take them a while to get use to seeing him. From what I remember from Feathers explanation of her world tech didn't improve yet.

Still they make good progress, thankfully nothing got sprung up yet, for now though. My eyes look at my Pimp-Boy to see we’re by Hunter farm and about to go through the Junction 15 Railway Station, from what I gather from the news some Vipers are around there. This makes a good time to see how these girls will react to killing.

One way to find out.

“Okay you three, this is it. We’re probably going to get ambush so its time to step up with the simple fact of life around here.”

“Oh what’s that?” ask Feathers with a hint of arrogance in her tone. “Killing.” Is all I said. The moving stop for those three as my head turn. “I’m not kidding, these guys will show no mercy to you, so don’t give them mercy as well. When I’m going to shoot something you better step up and shoot with me. Otherwise you’re not going to make it out here.”

“It’s harsh but it’s kill or be killed. I don’t expect you to be ready since you all are, well clean.”

Wavy press her hoof down. “Clean? Do not expect us to be savages that we don’t wash regularly!”

A sigh escape from me.

“I’m not talking about that sort of clean. I mean you never got blood on your hooves, or claws in Feather case. You never kill before, sure you all fight at one point I’m sure, but you all never taken a life, have you?”

All that came back from them is silence. My head nods.

“See? Which is why I’m going to save at least three for each of you, or at least something you can shoot at. You have weapons for a reason.” Feathers turn her head away, obviously didn't expect me to be this serious.

“Now then, when we get near just follow my lead, and at least try to shoot as much as you can. Get ready.” I said as we began walking once more. It didn't even took us ten minutes to see them all.

My hands took out the Survival Rifle as they began firing. “Take cover and fire,” I order as my legs move to head straight to the Vipers, ED-E laser began shooting at one, while Victor began firing his sub-machine gun, my gun took aim as the shots began to let loose. One fell down, another try to sneak at me until they got hit by a shot, probably one of the girls.

It’s a losing battle for the Vipers as they are defeat without me sweating. My eyes look to see who is still kicking, thankfully two are still alive, one is near death. Victor must of heard me since their legs and arms are cripple. My head turn to the three as my voice got to them.

“Alright, Feathers, get your gun out and shoot this one, Loyal shoot the one other one, Wavy tell Loyal what I just said and shoot the one that is near death.”

They all look at me as if another head is on me. “Meddler I know that you’re just,” start Feathers but I interrupt her. “No, either you do this or you will never learn, never learn the most basic rule of the Wasteland. If you wish to live another day then you must take away the one who try to steal it away.”

Wavy spoke to Loyal of all this, she looks at me then to the body as she took out her weapon with her horn magic, hmm going to take a while to use that.

And without any hesitation in her she fire straight between the head. This gotten Feathers and Wavy a bit surprise. “What the claw?”

Wavy spoke to Loyal a bit, the tone sound angry of how loud it is. But Loyal calmly spoke back to her, now just because my eyes couldn't see her expression behind her helmet face don’t mean that she got the gist of what I’m trying to teach them all.

Her own horn glow as the chainsaw began running, it went to the near death one as he scream out in pain of being chop up, Feathers look away in disgust as sounds of vomiting isn't hidden from us all.

This became a good chance to loot the bodies as my legs lower down to the corpse to see what they got, they got the ammo and caps including other stuff which are junk. Somewhat, and I’m in luck since a magnum pistol is found, it’s in decent condition and my mind know who it’s perfect for.

“Here you go Wavy, you can use this peashooter whenever you have to kill things that don’t deserve your awesome weapons of mass killing.”

As her horn glow to take the weapon Feathers shout at us. “How can you two be so damn calm about this whole thing? Meddler you’re just looting the bodies as if it’s a normal thing and Nightmoon how could you just,” Wavy turn her head at Feathers and spoke in a emotionless tone.

“Have you forgotten who I was? I’m the one that ponies fear back then, I fought against my own blood for dominance of the night, it is true it’s wrong to kill but Meddler is our teacher here and Loyal told me that she understand what Meddler is trying to get us through, she told me herself that in order to stay alive we must make choices, choices that could either haunt our minds but let us live, or not do as he ask us and be kill.”

She turn her head to me.

“That is why I will do what must be done, in order to live another day I must keep it from being stolen. Just like you told us Meddler,so that is why I will listen to you, you know these lands more than we do, you are the teacher and we are your students.”

The only thing that came from me is this.

“Huh, okay that isn't what I expect, but okay but you do realize that this is just the beginning, right?”

Her head nods to me.

“Good,” My attention turn to Feathers. “Okay girl, just take your time, we’ll be here all day waiting for you to get through this.”

My hands place the weapon away on my back as my arms cross over each other as we all wait for Feathers to make the kill.

Remember Meddler, this is for her own good, we all have to get through this stage. Remember what dad,

My head quickly shake’s away as that simple word is getting bury deep down.

No, remember that he’s gone now dude. Don’t lose it again, not in front of them.

Feathers slowly took out her 9mm pistol as she aim right at the Viper who is begging not to be kill, Feathers claws shake with desperation as her eyes look to me, pleading not to do this. But my arm’s still cross as my body is still in the same position.

Tears slowly come out of Feather eyes as she turn back to the Viper and shot once, then twice, then until nothing came out. That’s when she lost it. She drop her gun as she just cry.

My legs began to move as my knees went down to hold her against me, she fight against me as she beat on my chest. “LEAVE ME ALONE!” Her screech went out, my body wince but my arms still hold her as my voice kept a good calm tone to her. “It’s okay, just let it out. Let it all out Feathers, take all the time you need, okay?”

The resistance went down as she just bury her face to me as she weep and weep.

My head turn to the rest. “Victor we’re going to be here for a while, ED-E stay around. Wavy if you want a hug to, don’t hesitate. Same goes to Loyal.”

Wavy shake her head. “I am fine, but I will take on your suggestion after Gilda is done.”

My head turn to Feathers as she kept crying.

Damn Wasteland, no matter what good you may find something will try to corrupt it. This time though it’s me that just took some innocence from these girls. It’s a douche move from me but I can’t shelter them forever, have to let them learn sooner or later. I just wish that I didn't had to do it this way.

Level up-(Wavy,Feathers,Loyal)

Nightmare Protector -With Nightmoon as your companion she’ll watch your back both in the physical world and with a Mini-gun, V.A.T.S. gain by twenty-five percent.

(Gilda) First Blood-You commit your first murder, now whenever you face your foes your health increase by twenty percent, but you’ll lose a point in intelligence.

Long sight-With Gilda as your companion, she’ll spot enemies faster than you can notice them with a cry of her bird heritage.

Follower of the One-With Loyal as your companion you'll never have to worry about giving her stimpaks as she'll heal with your admiration, and fight even harder in your name. Attacks raise up to twenty five percent.

Old Friends-With Victor as your companion he'll cover your side as he'll take down anyone who dares harm his old friend, explosions, guns, and charisma raise up by thirty percent and one point.