The Bear, The Bull, And The Pony

“Ladies and Gentleman, welcome into another beautiful day in the wasteland.” the radio crackles.

“This is Radio New Vegas, and I'm your host, Mr. New Vegas. And in case you're wondering if you've come to the right place, you have.” his voice trailing off before introducing the next song on the radio.

“God I love that guy.” Six said as he was hunched over a workbench tinkering with a small device in his hands. The rest of the bench littered with hundreds of small parts and pieces.

“Always has the best music.” Six then stood up and stretched his back, “Alrighty, everything looks about ready. let’s get to it.” He then grabs the small device and leaves his room in The Sink.

Heading into the elevator and pressing the T.T button Six leans back against the wall, feeling the elevator slowly descend. Reaching into his pocket he pulls out the little piece of machinery that has taken him all of last week to make. It resembled a computer chip but was a tad bigger and had many more parts attached to it.

“God I hope this works.” he said, placing the chip back in his pocket.

Six and the scientist of the Big M.T. had been experimenting with the Transportalponder to see if they could extend its range even further and allow for more safe teleportation. And for the past few months they had made rather lackluster results. The first few tests were horrendous failures, with each subject after teleporting coming out a gory mess. And every subsequent test after only ending with a slightly less gory mess .

This is what Six was hoping to fix with the chip he made. It ‘should’ allow the teleporter to more easily make the calculations to send something further and not turn it inside out. Six was still skeptical, but had his hope that it would work. Hearing the elevator ding he pushes himself off the wall and walks out.

“Howdy Dr.Klein, you ready?” Six says as he passes by the brain bot.

“AH LABOTIMITE YOU HAVE RETURNED. AND YES, READY AS EVER TO MAKE ANOTHER LOBOTOMITES INSIDE’S OUTSIDE’S.” Klein shouted at Six.

'Guess he still hasn't fixed his volume knobs. Jesus he’s loud.' Six thought to himself. Continuing to walk, he called out over his shoulder, “Good, we're gonna need that enthusiasm today,”

“THAT WAS SARCASM LOBOTOMITE.” Klein shouted as he floated his way to Six’s side.

“Uh-huh” Six replied, he knew better than to get into this kind of argument with Klein. It would only mean wasted time, breath, and a raging headache.

The two continued until they made it to Dr. Klein's work station. On it was a partially deconstructed Transportalponder, its pieces scattered across the table. Removing the chip from his pocket Six sat down and started attaching it to the rest of the teleporter. Him and Klein talking about what they expect to happen after Six is finished adding the chip. Soon the pieces on the table disappear, all being put back in their place. And 15 minutes later the transportalponder is all back together and ready to test. Getting up both Six and Klein make their way outside.

“Did you already prepare the subject?” Six askes Kelin

“OF COURSE. THE LOBOTOMITE IS READY AND WAITING.” “Klein shouts back.

“Good...good.” Six sighs, “Let’s just get this over with. I’m getting really tired of all the failures with this project.”

“AS AM I LOBOTOMITE. BUT IS IT REALLY SCIENCE IF IT WERE EASY?” Klein says with a small amount of amusement coming from his voice box.

Six shakes his head and chuckles. “No..no I guess it wouldn't be would it. C'mon let's go, gotta see if that thing really did fix it.”

The doors to the Think Tank open and out steps Six followed by Klein. They continue walking (and floating) to a cage that holds one of the many lobotomites in the Big M.T.. Six takes out the Transportalponder and begins to mess with the settings making sure they are all correct.

“Is the camera functional?” Six asks.

“INDEED” Klein pushes one of his ‘eye’ monitors out in front of Six. The image changed from Klein’s eye to a camera feed recording a room all the way in Diamond City.

Six nods his head and goes back to messing with the Transponder thinking to himself. 'This would have been so SO much easier if I had just taken some of the institute's tech before obliterating them. How did they figure this shit out so easily?' Done with setting the Transportalponder, Six points it at the caged lobotomite. 'It’s too late to complain now. They're gone. I just have to work with what I got.'

“Ok. Dr. Klein ready for test number 128” asks Six.

“AFFIRMATIVE” shouts Klein.

“Please work.” Six whispers under his breath

Pulling the trigger the Transportalponder shakes before firing a beam of science (Six nor the brain bots know what it is, they just know it works) at the lobotomite. In a flash of light it disappears leaving an empty cage behind. Six and Klein wait in anticipation, their eyes glued to the screen waiting for the lobotomite to reappear.

“C’mon work damnit!” Six whispers, moving closer to the screen.

The seconds tick by agonizingly slowly as the two continue to watch. 30 seconds pass and right before Six is about to call it a failure a bright light flashed in front of the camera. Then after a moment the camera refocuses to reveal the lobotomite lying unharmed in the middle of the room. Six’s eyes go wide as he grabs the screen in his hands pulling it closer. Waiting and watching for any sign that the lobotomite might be alive.

A minute later it’s hand twitches, then it’s arm, it’s leg, then it’s whole body spasms. It quickly sits up, rolls onto its hands and knees throws up. Then shakily gets onto its feet and looks around the room.

“It worked…IT FUCKING WORKED!” Six cheered. He had done it, finally the piece of shit worked.

“WE HAVE DONE IT LOBOTOMITE!” Klein cheered as well. His robot body bobbing up and down.

“YEA WE FUCKING DID. FINALLY.” Six was so happy, he now had a quick way to get back to the commonwealth. Before it would have been more than a month's long trip just to get to Boston, maybe shorter if Six got lucky with a ride on a pelican by the brotherhood. But now he could make it in less than a minute.

'It’s been awhile since I’ve been home. I wonder how they are all doin. Ada, Piper, Nick, Dogmeat..' Six thinks about his friends and companions he left behind when he traveled west. Never having the chance to go back home ever since he came here to the Mojave. That didn’t matter anymore, now he could go back and forth as many times as he wanted.

'The last thing I need to do is to try it for myself.' Six steps back and changes the setting on the Transportalponder to target him instead. “I’ll see you on the other side, Klein.” Pulling the trigger everything goes white.