Fallout New Vegas....with Ponies

      Hello there names Greg Silvers, but you may know me as The Courier. This is the story of a day two women with pastel colored hair came into my life.....glad they did too.

      I was doing one last sweep of the little fiend camp outside Freeside. All it was was a bunch of ruined pre-war buildings with hardly any of the original walls left. I thought it would be a piece of cake so I left my T-51b power armor back at the penthouse in The Lucky 38, and was wearing instead a full set of NCR ranger armor a hunting rifle in my hands the worn wooden stock pressed against my shoulder as I approached the encampment just as the moon rose in the Mojave's sky I flipped on my thermal vision on my helmet, and continued on.

      The camp wasn't anything special just a group of fiend junkies sitting around a fire using some chems. I scanned the room, and saw two women unconsious, and tied up right next to a man with a welders mask. The man in question was Cook-Cook a canabalistic son of a b**h with a flame thrower he used to cook his victims with. He had quite the bounty on his head so that was a plus just a little something extra to end my days of killing, and looting. You see me and my wife Cass decided to just settle down in New Vegas with me being the new owner (after shooting Mr. House with a 40mm grenade launcher) seemed like a good idea, but this group of fiends killed a NCR water caravan whom one of my friends was a part of so I was gonna kill them.

      I was so far unseen, and dropped to one knee before aiming my iron sights at Cook-Cooks head. Just before I pulled the trigger I went to check my pip-boy (my little wrist mounted super computer Doc Mitchel gave me) to see how many raiders I was dealing with, but sided against it so I aimed again, and this time pulled the trigger there was a loud bang then my rifle sent a .308 rifle round straight into the glass visor of his welding helmet. The opaque glass shattering on impact, and the bullet ripping out the other side of his head creating a fine red mist.

       Just as soon as Cook met his demise three fiends popped out from behind me the first smacked my rifle out of my hands, the second kicked me in the ribs causing my to fall to the ground (he had a metal boot with studs in the toe), and lastly the third one held a knife to my throat....honestly I was surprised this didn't happen often. "Well well who do we have here a NCR snot that decided to play lone wolf huh....." raider three who happens to be a girl laughed "not very smart of you."

      "Well" I said "I'm not exactly playing lone wolf...." before the bandits could reply Rex my cybernetic K-9 tackled the fiend holding the knife, and ripped her throat out in one swift movement. The others scrambled for they're guns, and in that moment of confusion I drew my .44 magnum from my right hip, and fired two shots. Each drilled a new hole in a bandits head.

      "Last time I let you run ahead." said my lively wife Cass as she vaulted over a small mound of dirt to my left. She was wearing a set of Van Graff combat armor, and a Stetson, in her hands was a sturdy caravan shotgun the barrels were smoking, and two dead bandits lay at her feet. "I take my eyes off you for two fu**ing minuets, and you nearly get yourself killed....do I need to put you on a leash?"

       I cocked my head sideways "Since when did we have a leash?" Cass faceplamed "I was joking, but no need to worry nothing will go wrong from this point onwards!"

One Wasteland Bi**slapping later

       Really bad idea to say that especially in the Mojave wasteland...it's just asking to be b**hslapped, and so I was. While I was sitting on my a** the fiends took a moment to draw their guns, and got two men to guard the women on the floor by Cook-Cooks corpse. They opened fire 10mm, and .308 rounds flying in our direction. I grabbed Cass, and Rex, and dove behind a dumpster luckily the bullets didn't seem to penetrate it's steel body. "Okay!" I yelled "Remind me to never say that again!"

       "Noted!" Cass shouted back slamming two new shells in her shotgun then slamming it shut. I decided to peek around the corner, and a bullet whizzed bay my head so I jerked it back behind cover I was absolutely pumped I couldn't wait to fill these punks with some .44. I would use my rifle, but it was currently broken on the pavement so I reloaded my magnum, and blind fired three rounds each killing a fiend their screams of pain as they're hearts burst only fuled my desire for blood!

         "Oh yeah y'all dead!" I shouted holstering my magnum, and drawing Maria my nickle finished 9mm handgun with a pearl handle. Looted it off the scumbag who shot me in the head a few years back, and it was deadly! I loaded my only four armor piercing rounds, and blew out the brains of the most well armored bandits then loaded my standard ammo.

      "Cover me!" I yelled jumping from cover, and entering V.A.T.S, or if you don't know what it is it's a feature on my pip-boy that stops time, and I decide were to shoot, and the wrist mounted super computer does all the shooting for me. I decided to send two shots to each of their chests. I left V.A.T.S , and felt my limbs moving on they're own aiming, and shooting my gun. Each shot met it's mark leaving the bandits dead on the spot all except for the one guarding the hostages....he ran like a little b**h!

       "AND DONT COME BACK!" Cass yelled giving me a high five as she shouldered her shotgun, and observed the camp her eyes resting on the partially nude, unconsious women on the floor "Hey honey we got two k-oed!" she told me, but I was already on my way I had set Maria in my holster on the chest of my ranger armor, and was kneeling over the women examining them for wounds. All I saw were some minor cuts, burns (no surprise with Cook-Cook), and some nasty bruises. I also noticed their hair looked odd pink, and rainbow colored hair? Well it's not the weirdest thing I've seen, but still.

        I injected them with some Med-ex to try, and avoid waking them due to pain, and pulled out a stimpack. "Okay....this may sting." I said mostly to myself as I injected a needle into each of them, and watched their wounds stitch up almost instantly! "Oh how I love you stimpacks!"

      "Are they going to be okay?" Cass asked now at my side.

"Yeah they'll be fine, but I wouldn't want to leave them here yah know?" I said, and my wife nodded "Come on help me get them to New Vegas."

Back at my place

       We had just sat the girls down on the guest bed when they began to stir. The rainbow haired one came to first, and saw me (minus my helmet which revealed my long black hair, and my goatee) "Who...who are you.." she croaked.

      "Names The Courier...what's yours ma'am?" I asked raising my eyebrow setting my helmet down on a end table.

"I'm...I'm Rainbow Dash....eh used to be the fastest flyer in all of Equestria..." she said sounding broken. I moved closer, and went to place my hand on her shoulder causing her to flinch.

      "Well...don't know were this Equestria is, but nice to meet you Rainbow Dash...can I call you Dashie?" I asked, and she nodded. "Who's your friend?" I asked.

"Pink....Pinkie Pie.." she said...these two have weird names. "C...can I have a drink please?" she asked, and I handed her a bottle of purified water. She drank it really fast she probably was withheld water so I didn't stop her "I assume you have more questions?"

       "Oh yeah I do, but it can wait you two need rest." I said receiving a 'thank you' as she went back to sleep.