Fallout Equestria: Swordmare

Brown, gray, white.

A flood of colors, more then enough to startle me, flowed into my eyes as I woke up. Around me was a cluttered and foreign landscape, and in front of me was the face of a dog. "Well, 'ello mate." Came the voice of the creature, and I slowly focused to realize that the beast was standing on two legs and not four. I backed up slightly, my mind still fuzzy from whatever sleep the creature had waken me up. “What's wrong mate? I mean besides waking up from a long nap” The dog backed up and sat on his haunches, looking slightly confused at me, and I was unsure how to respond.

“Can I have something to drink?” I finally croaked after a few seconds had gone by. The creature looked even more confused and pointed to my bags. After some time looking through them I finally found some sparkle cola and took one out to drink. “Look,” I started, unsure of what to say. “I'm not sure what's going on here, but this place seems a bit off. Have you got any idea of how I got here? I can't seem to remember a thing.”

“Naw mate,I only just found you, but it doesn't matter does it?” As he was talking I was able to look him over a bit better, he was about as large as me but on two legs. He had a brown and black coat of fur, and he was wearing a blue and yellow jumpsuit. “I mean, I may be new to this place but I know that sticking together helps ponies. And I should hope that applies to me as well, seeing as I'm trying to find someone to carry on with.” This seemed reasonable, so I simply nodded as I got shakily to my feet. “Nice place innit?” He asked as I looked around, slowly trying to understand the place I had woken up.

I tried to look around me, everything seemed to be a bit off. “So, uh, what's your name?” I asked as I started to snoop around the place. It appeared to be a defunct gas-station, though for the life of me I couldn't figure out how I knew. “I mean you must have a name, come to think of it so do I... right?” Damn, I waved a hoof at him as he started to reply as I started to clean up the gas-station. "You know what, I'm just going to call you Honeydew, it's easy to remember."

“My name is Dogmeat…” The creature said with a worried look on his face. “I’m a Dimond dog from Stable forty five, I came over to you because you have a stable uniform too. I mean, everyone was supper mean and stuff but you have a stable uniform too and you haven’t shot me yet.” He waved a paw at what I was wearing, which I had to admit I hadn’t noticed until then. It was the same blue and yellow pattern that his clothing did, so I had to believe him… still I was confused. I waved my hoof at him, ignoring his name, remembering two names would be so much harder then one. This was going to be a long day.

After some time of this and discussion between me and my new partner we came to an agreement about staying together, though I don’t think he cared for my name for him. I slowly learned about the world around me while he went out for a bit. As I was looking at a terminal, looking at an entry, he came back dragging a bed in. He just shrugged when I asked where the bed came from, instead focusing on the fact I could read. Apparently, I didn’t seem like the type, but if I couldn’t read then what was I doing with this comic book.

“Look, see?” I asked, as I took out the issue of Swordmare in my saddlebags. “Of course I can read, why else would I have this?” He didn’t have a response of course, but I was quickly mesmerized by the pages of the comic. It drew me in, the beautiful pages and story that filled the book, though the premise was a bit ridicules and involved a space-pony and a cave of bats. I smiled as I closed it again, lovingly looking at the cover again.

"Hey, she looks kind of like you." Honeydew said, grinning as he tapped his claw on the cover-mare. Honestly when I looked back at myself he was right, we both had the same orange-red coat color, and the far more red mane we shared. This was quite interesting, and it seemed the biggest coincidence in Equestria until I saw my cutiemark. For the most part it had been partially blocked by my stable so I hadn't seen it... It was a massive claymore sword, exactly the same as the one on the mare's butt that was prominently displayed on the creature. So, that must be who I was, swordmare, defender of honor and the equestrian way in times of turmoil. I could deal with this.

Footnote: Perks Added

Dogmeat - You have a faithful companion, his name's Dogmeat "I think I'll call you Honeydew" But that's not... "HONEYDEW!" OK...

Red-Rocket - You were bored so you renovated this gas-station, now it looks like it's going to be home for a while. Good for you.