Fallout Equestria: Revenge

Well, it took a whole day of traveling, but we made it and with no incident. We were back home. I immediately ran inside and to my back room. I walked up to the wall safe and opened it up. Inside were a couple of photographs. I picked one up. It was a picture of me standing next to a beautiful mare with a gold mane and red coat. On my back was a colt with a tan coat and brown mane. We were all standing in front of Tenpony Tower, smiling.

I smiled back. I put the picture away.

"Don't worry," I said as I closed the safe, "I will be coming home. And I will not fail you."

I reached back in and grabbed the memory orb and Recolecter. I put on the Recolector and activated the memory orb. Instantly I was washed away into a different reality.

"Honey, get Wood Whittle down from his room. Dinner's almost ready," said Comedy Gold, "And why are you having this recorded? You know how much that costs."

"I know," I said as I walked past, "But it's just something to keep my sanity up. This world does things to you like you wouldn't believe."

I walked up the stairs to Wood Whittle's loft. He was carving another piece of the ornate table we had been tirelessly working on.  He saw me enter the room and ran up to me, with a carving knife in his mouth.

"Whoa there," I said stopping him short, "Easy killer. You don't run your old man through with a knife now do you?"

He shook his head and dropped the knife. "I finished another leg for my table!" he said, "You wanna see? You wanna see?"

"Sure," I said smiling. He grabbed my hoof and pulled me over to his wood craving pallet. On it was an expertly crafted table leg. It had intricate curves that I could barely follow.

"That is incredible," I said, "But listen, right now, dinner's ready, so let's go eat and then we can work on this. Alright?"

He nodded. I crouched and he hopped on my back, cradling his forelegs around my neck. I ran out of his room.

"Comin' down!" I shouted as I jumped down the flight of stairs. Right before we landed, a mattress was pushed underneath us. I landed with a soft whump!. Wood Whittle laughed as he jumped off my back. I smiled and tousled his mane. We walked over to the dinner table and sat down.

Comedy Gold walked over and laid two plates of steaming hot vegetables on the table. She sat down, smiling at me.

"You know, I won't be able to save you every time you jump down the stairs," she said.

"Of course you will," I said, scooping up a plateful of greens, "You know why? Because I know you too well."

After dinner, Comedy Gold sent Wood Whittle to bed. It was just me and her now. She walked up and nuzzled my neck.

"Well, Whittle's asleep now," she said in a seductively voice, "Why don't we go to bed as well? I've got something new I'd like to try."

"Oh is that so," I said matching her tone, "Well, in that case, lead the way fair princess." She giggled and we went to bed.

The memory ended. My eye's were closed. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I felt...I don't know what I felt. I felt empty. I gulped and walked into the kitchen. I opened up a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of scotch. I poured a small glass and walked back to my room. I took a gulp of the alcohol, feeling a warm glow in my stomach. I lay on the bed and put my hoof over my eyes.

"Don't wake me up," I said.

"Yes sir," said Mr. Guy.