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Fallout It Takes Two
By : Willdero
Category: +A through F > Absolute Obedience
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Disclaimer: I don't own Fallout
Chapter List
- 1-Chapter 1
- 2-Chapter 2
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The next morning, Will was treated to an interesting sight when he opened his eyes. Both of the girls were still sleeping. Amata was sleeping on him, holding on to Will in her sleep. Silver's nude form was sleeping on the chair with an empty bottle of whisky next to her. Looked like she fell asleep before she could reach the bed. It was a new experience to wake up to.

He poked Amata awake. She opened her eyes slowly. Taking in their surroundings until she remembered what had happened. She let out a sigh, seeming to still be coming to terms with everything. He could feel her tensing up. He wrapped his arms around the other Vault dweller to console her. After a few minutes, she detensed, seemingly in a much better headspace. She spoke against his chest. Giving Will a muffled thank you.

The two Vault Dwellers stretched out, letting out some grunts and groans. Then, slowly sitting up, Will let out a yawn as Amata climbed out of bed, padding her way over to the sleeping Silver. Nudging the older woman to wake her, only getting some sleep-filled grumbling. Getting a small chuckle from the fem dweller.

Will stood up, crossed the distance, and scooched the other Dweller out of his way. Bending over for a moment, he grabbed Silver, picking her up, and carrying the wastelander back to her bed. Setting her down. The two watched as the older woman seemed almost peaceful. Burying herself in her own blanket.

With that part complete, the two made their way to the kitchen in the small house. Will grabbed their bags as they went. Nothing really needed to be cooked; they just wanted the space for the table and counters to be used. Digging out the cans and a couple of bottles of Water. Will split their meal between the two. Luckily the cans had their own little pulls, just bend it up and yank it out. No can opener needed.

The two ate in silence, thinking over everything that happened the other day. Will could tell Amata was thinking the same because of the blank look in her eyes. He was still coming to terms with it himself. They haven't even gotten to figuring out the plan for the day yet either. It was going to take a lot of thought.

When his can was empty, the taller Dweller took a big gulp of his Water before speaking. "I know this will probably make things take longer, but when we go back to Megaton I don't want to give that asshole these caps. I really don't like him. Your thoughts on this?" Amata looked up from her can, thinking over what he had said, and then replied, "I agree, Moriarty is an asshole. But are you sure we can afford to not get his help?"

Will nodded as he continued. "Luckily I packed as much food as I could, thinking you were originally going to join me. And I only left charms back home. So we should have about a week's worth of food and Water. Depending on how we ration things." Amata nodded along as he talked. They had some time here.

"A realization I just had is that if Megaton has walls, there must be threats. Also, even if we get the information about where he went, there is no guarantee we will know how to get there or have the supplies for it. I think we should just head back to the town and try to find a way to get a reliable source of caps or something. Get into a stable position. Learn about the region and the stuff in it. Then we go looking. I don't want to get us killed trying to find Dad. If he had actually been outside before, even with a two-decade gap, he would have known how to handle himself. At least, I hope we don't just find him on the side of the road somewhere. Your thoughts on this?"

When Will was done talking, Amata had just finished her food and was putting her trash to the side. The shorter Dweller agreed with pretty much everything that was said. She spoke up, nodding. "It all sounds good to me. I just think that we should add sticking together as much as possible until we understand this place and people more, just in case. The Sheriff and Gob seem very nice. But I felt all kinds of eyes on me in that bar. Please?"

Will reached over and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "I'll stay close, promise. Just don't get mad if I trip over you." That was able to get a chuckle out of Amata. "I'm not that short, asshole." She spoke, giving the other Dweller the middle finger. He returned the gesture as he finished. "You are almost a full foot shorter than me, you dwarf."

Amata let out a growl, she was successfully riled up. "I am 5'4, you asshole. It's not my fault, you 6'1 bastard!" All the while giving the taller Dweller two middle fingers and the stink eye. He couldn't help but laugh at her reaction. He stood up to stretch his legs, and Amata took the chance to trip him. "Oops! Trip on that asshole!" The taller Dweller was able to catch himself, but he had fallen a good bit. He returned the middle finger again to the smug woman sitting down.

Picking himself up, the dirty blonde "accidentally" catches her shoulder with his elbow. With enough force to knock her back on the chair. The Dweller just saying. "Oops." Amata growls as she pulls herself back up. "Oops, this asshole!" She yells as she leaped at Will. The two wrestled around the kitchen for a moment. The shorter Dweller was doing her best to keep from being overpowered. The two growled and grunted from the actions.

This didn't last long. The taller Dweller was able to pin Amata on her back on the table. Her arms were held over her head. Will had a wolfish grin as he took in the sight of his old friend in such a compromising position. That is when the adrenaline and hormones hit hard. The dirty Blonde leaned down to kiss the woman roughly, and she didn't seem surprised at all. Instead she was kissing back with enough force. Even with her still pinned.

Things escalated quickly from there. Amata wrapped her legs around his body. Bringing the two closer as they kissed. Using his strength, Will pinned both of her hands with only one of his. This allowed him to unzip the other Dweller's jumpsuit. Amata started to grind their hips together. It was very clear she was very turned on. He was too. Will just hoped the table was sturdy enough.

He finally got to the point that he had to release Amata's arms. The reason being that it was the only way to get the jumpsuit off. Pulling away long enough, the dirty Blonde swiftly unzipped and removed the top part of his vault suit. The Brunette didn't waste a moment, peeling her suit's arms off until she was just in her undershirt. Amata's legs are still wrapped around Will's during the entire ordeal. Having only just then broken the kiss.

Will found her undershorts to be in the way. And in an act of adrenaline and hormone-fueled lust, he tore a hole in the crotch. Not entirely off, though. There was enough space, though. The dirty Blonde pulled out his painfully hard rod. Slamming it home inside of Amata. She used his focus down there to lift her upper body up. Grabbing his shoulders to bounce on his member roughly. Using her grip and legs to hump the taller Dweller.

The two slammed into each other roughly. Amata grunted from the wonderful feeling of the invader. The table was holding strong underneath their assault. The taller Dweller forced Amata to kiss him again as he thrust inside of the Brunette. She accepted, not having a choice or being against it. But this resulted in the woman moaning into the kiss as each thrust hit deeper and deeper. She couldn't do anything but take it with her arms still pinned.

The dirty Blonde was feeling quite creative right then. He broke the kiss and used his strength to stand up, his hands on Amata's ass, carrying her with him. Without pulling free, Will moved a bit to the side, slamming and pinning the Brunette against the wall. With practiced spreed, he lifted her legs up, folding her body. The dirty Blonde would then immediately start to thrust roughly inside of the woman again. Amata would turn her head and become a moaning mess. Unable to do anything else but take the fucking.

This continued for about twenty minutes of Amata being roughly fucked against the wall. That was when Silver had made her way into the kitchen. Luckily the wall wasn't connected to the rest of the house, but the Brunette's vocals could have been the thing to awaken the Blonde. She looks over the two with a playful expression, closing the gap. She leaned against Will's back as she asked. "Can I steal a kiss, big guy?" The dirty Blonde responded without stopping his assault. "Fine by me."

To the surprise of both, the 5'7 Blonde. Still in just an oversized and beat-up shirt. Leaned around Will, kissing Amata passionately. And that was the thing that threw the Brunette over the edge. All she could do was return the kiss as she tensed up on the cock inside of her. This pushed the dirty Blonde over the edge as well. He tensed up, thrusting wildly, until bottoming out inside of the shorter Dweller. His member released shot after shot of his cum inside. And then, after a bit, they both detensed.

Will's mind didn't take long to reset, he took in the wonderful sight of the two women kissing. He would break the kiss by backing away and setting Amata down on the table. Silver gave him a peck on the lips before going to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of Water. Sitting down on the other side of the table, Amata was still a bit out of it. She had been manhandled quite roughly. And then double teamed.

So when Silver spoke again, it was to Will again. "So, have you figured things out?" Will nodded, making a kinda motion with his hand as he replied. "Yes, to a degree. I know we said we would take three hundred to give to Moriarty and tell him we killed you. But, I want to switch it two hundred, don't want to screw you over now that we like you. And while we will tell the asshole we killed you, we are not going to give him the caps. We will just do some jobs and try to figure things out from there."

The Blonde was not expecting that. It made her feel strange. That was when Amata fully returned, reaching over to place a reassuring hand on Silver's shoulder. The Blonde let out a sigh before continuing, "Don't let your hero complexes get you killed. You still need to tell the asshole I am dead." That got the other two chuckling. Will decided to do some over-the-top flexing while the Brunette spoke. "Don't worry it's mainly his complex. I just keep it aimed the right way."

The three finish their banter, realizing it would be best to head out early before it really started to heat up; the Vault Dwellers grabbed their things and got prepped while the Wastelander ate some bread. The three said their farewell, Amata hugging Silver, and then the two left. On their way back to Megaton, they could vaguely see some people at a building in the distance; they wanted to get within the settlement first, so they decided to ignore them for now.

Once inside of Megaton, they could see the Sheriff doing his rounds. Amata decided to keep as close to Will as possible. Almost touching their hips, he was half tempted to playfully trip over her on accident. But they didn't really have the time right then. If he was lucky, she would keep it up. Actually, he realized that they might have to stay with Silver for a few nights. He remembered how the Sheriff told them yesterday about two buildings that people could sleep in for free. Will and Amata wouldn't be able to trust that. He hopes the Blonde would be fine with that. Granted, they could try to take one of the other ruined houses by her.

The two made their way around the ring to Moriartys. Gob welcomed them back while the two waved to the Ghoul. That was when the asshole made his way down the stairs. He opened his arms as he spoke. "Back already, I see? You two must do really great work taking out that crazed druggie so quickly. That is if that is why you are back. I would like my caps now." He put his hands on your hips to finish his point.

Amata sighed at just how long winded the saloon owner was. Will pulled the bag of Caps out as he spoke. "Good news and bad news, Moriarty. The good news is that we got the caps back from the Blonde. The bad news is that we are not giving them to you. We have both decided we really don't like you. And that we are willing to wait on the information to spite you. Have a good day now." The two made their way to a little alcove to the side of the bar.

The saloon owner was a sputtering enraged mess, but he couldn't do anything right now then. So Moriarty stormed off to his office to skulk and plot. Gob had been enjoying the show immensely, and snuck the two a couple of bottles of Water to the dwellers. They both accepted with a thank you. And the Water was so much from the satisfaction.

That was when the two realized that someone else was there. He introduced himself as Mr. Burke. He tried to sell them on the idea of blowing up the town. He wouldn't really take no and forced the tech to blow up the bomb into their hands. Explaining on just how rich and taken care of they would be, they would just have to make it to Tenpenny Tower. Wherever that was.

The two Dwellers decided to tell Simms about it. They made their way out of the Saloon, and were lucky to find the Sheriff nearby. They explained the situation and showed him the tech they were given. He didn't really believe them until he saw the device they were supposed to attach to the bomb. Simms took it, and the three made their way back to the Saloon. Hoping Burke was still in the same place.

Luckily, Burke was still in the little alcove. The Sheriff confronted the Wastelander. Trying to get Burke to follow him. After some back and forth the outsider accepts. When Simms turns his back to lead Burke away, he pulled a gun on the Sheriff. Amata saw this and moved to get between them. Will saw this and tried to push her out of the way as he drew on the outsider. Unloading with his laser pistol until the battery was dead, the adrenaline was that high.

When all of the chaos was complete, Will was able to take in the aftermath. Amata had successfully moved in front of Simms, but the dirty blondes pushed had knocked her into the Sheriff and both off of their feet. So, as he helped them both backup, a very confused Simms and a laughing Will both only had grazes from the gun. Will was able to use a stimpack to patch up the Brunette. He offered one to Simms, but it was denied.

Mr. Burke was just a pile of ash and clothes at that point. A spiteful Will looted everything: the clothes, a silenced 10mm, and a key that he didn't know what it could go to. Simms thanked the two as he made his way out of the bar. At that time, Moriarty peeked out of his office but, seeing that the two were fine, closed it again. Gob snuck them another bottle of Water, and he said it was because they didn't blow up the town.

A very spiteful Will decided to do something about the bomb for good. He and Amata made their way to the Nuke in the center of town. Along the way the dirty Blonde had found a place to change into his utility suit. As they stopped, the Brunette looked it over before asking. "Do you really think you can disarm it?" The taller Dweller nodded as he climbed inside of the bomb. She wanted to be useful, so she asked. "What can I do to help?" He motioned to her pip-boy before replying. "You will help with the light and make sure I don't lose any small parts." Amata gave him a double thumbs up, and they got to work.

The work took a few hours, but they managed to disarm the bomb. Amata went back and forth between enjoying the cursing fits when a wild tool hit something it wasn't supposed to. Or imagining what those rough hands could do to her. If she had been anyone with less control, she might have jumped into the bomb for a bit of fun. But she could hear the slight echoes and didn't want to have to explain anything to anyone who heard a strange noise. Even though they had quite an interesting morning, if she didn't get tired, she was going to ride him hard. It wouldn't be the first time she took the sleeping giant like that, and he didn't mind at all.

With the job done, Amata helped Will out of the bomb. Luckily, any kind of oil had long since dried up, and they were able to break some parts to get where he needed them. That meant he didn't have to worry about getting covered in any kind of mess. The taller Dweller just stretched out his long limbs at the freedom. It was surprisingly cooler outside the bomb; it was probably a simple breeze, though. Will and Amata then started to look for the Sheriff and let him know that the Nuke was disarmed for good.

Spotting the Sheriff by the gate, the two beelined for him. It didn't take long for the Dwellers to get within speaking distance. Will told Simms that the bomb was defused. He looked at them blankly, not expecting those words. Simms ducked into a building next to the gate. They assumed it was either his house or the local jail or whatever counted for the town hall. Amata and Will chatted about sleeping plans while they waited. Hoping that Silver wouldn't mind them hanging around for a few days.

After a few moments, Simms came out with a big smile. He spoke as he walked to them. "Usually, I wouldn't really believe this, but after earlier, I trust you two. So I would like to pay you one hundred caps for your service." He handed the two a bag and then a key. Before they could question it, the Sheriff continued. "I would also like to award you two a home here. One of the houses." He motioned to one behind the group. "Is vacant. And I think it would be a good idea to give it to you two. What do you say?"

Will bagged the Caps but was completely caught off guard by the offer. Amata was excited, jumping up and down in place. She looked to the taller Dweller with stars in her eyes, before asking. "This will help us big time. And I kinda of like it here so far. Can we please? Can we please? Can we please stay here?" The dirty Blonde let out a small smile, it would be a good idea to accept. He nodded before facing Simms and speaking. "Count us new neighbors. Also, I found this key on Burke; what do you think it is for?"

The Sheriff stared at the key, thinking it over. Then, with a shrug, he spoke. "Burke had a house here, across from the bomb. How about this? In return for saving my old butt, if that turns out to be his house key, you can take that place too." Amata had stars in her eyes again. Just the second day into the wasteland, they already owned two homes. Will nodded before answering. "Awesome, and thanks. I can already feed Amata's excitement. So we are going to check out our new place. See you later, Simms."

The two groups separated, Amata waving as she and Will had to walk down the main ramp to the bottom. Stopping and going up a different ramp to reach the top of the rings again. That was where their new home was. It looked surprisingly big from the outside. The Brunette leaped at the taller, Dirty Blonde. He wasn't expecting it, but he didn't go down. By the time he got her off, Will realized Amata had done that to take the key. She really wanted to be the one opening the door.

Amata opened the door and was the first inside. The house had two floors, and they could see up to the second floor because of the open floor plan in the main hall and living room. There was a staircase to the side, and they could see a pantry nook in the back. That was when a Mr. Handy floated down the stairs. They are medium-sized robots with a ball head and body. Three eyes came out of its torso, and a rocket booster in the bottom that allowed the robot to fly around. Three skinny arms came out of the booster. Only one ended in a pincer hand. The other arms ended in a buzzsaw and a flamethrower, for cooking obviously.

The Mr. Handy made a motion with his hand before speaking. "Hello there, my name is Wadsworth, the butler of the estate. I see you have the key, so it is safe to assume you are the new owners of the house. Can I get your names?" The two Dwellers introduced themselves. “Ah yes, Master Will, Mistress Amata.” The Mr. Handy explained the various services that he could provide. When telling jokes was brought up, the dirty Blonde just had to hear it. Speaking over the robot. "I want to hear you tell a joke." Wadsworth answered without missing a beat and said. "Two cannibals are eating a clown. One cannibal turns to the other and asks, 'Does this taste funny to you?"

This time, Will was seeing stars before claiming. "He is perfect." Amata shook her head at the ridiculousness. Wadsworth led the two on a tour of their new home. The back pantry nook had a fridge. Then they ascended up the stairs. There was a ring of sorts around the edge of the upper part of the main hall living room. It was mostly empty, but there was space for furniture. The two were then led to the first of the two upstairs rooms. It was relatively small, but they could find something to do with it. And the main bedroom, had a bed, desk, and a filing cabinet.

The two unloaded their stuff into their new home. At some point, Wadsworth mentioned that the house was a bit. And that they could buy more furniture from the Craterside Supply store in town. The name kinda gave its location away. With the idea of a shopping trip, they two grabbed some caps and one of their bags, making their way down the side ramp to the main ramp. They didn't know where the shop was, and they had time, so Amata and Will decided to start from the top and work their way down. If they got hungry, they brought sandwiches and grabbed them from the Vault. They would spoil rather quickly.

Now, by the gate, the two made their way along the inner part of the upper ring. Looked like the main buildings were on this part. They stopped when they saw an older guy in a jumpsuit leaning over the railing. As they neared the man, they could pick up him talking about leaks he would have to deal with. The tech monkey that Will was stopped and turned to the guy. Then spoke. "Any way I can help?" He was hoping he would be able to make more caps on the way to the shop. Amata could tell that her idiot was not going to be moving for a bit. She made herself comfortable, leaning against the railing but staying close to Will.

The man introduced himself as Walter, and as he claimed to be the only person who works with the water purifier, he motioned to the plant just behind them. He knew that some of the pipes throughout the town were leaking, but he didn't have the time or help to do it. Will gave him a big grin before explaining to Walter that he was quite capable of all-sized repairs. So the older man decided to make a deal with the Dweller, if he could do the repairs, the worker would give him two hundred caps. And he would be able to see if it was actually done by the doodads in the plant.

Will accepts, looking to Amata to make sure it was alright. She just gave him an exasperated thumbs up. The two wandered around Megaton, looking for the leaks. The first one was by the plant, and the Dwellers knocked it out very quickly. They discovered more places in town as they searched, including a clinic and a place to eat. Also, there was an easier way to get to Craterside Supply. While getting the leak from the restaurant, they got hungry. Amata held Will's sandwich for him as he worked. He accidentally bit her finger though. She got him back with a smack. Afterward, they found the last leak on top of a church for radiation of all things.

With the search seemingly complete, the two made their way back up to Water. He was inside the plant, looking over the systems. It was from there that the worker was able to double-check, seeing that the pressures were returning to normal. He pulled out a bag, giving them the agreed payment. Will quickly counted and then put the bag away. Walter motioned to the rest of the plant as he spoke. "Another deal. I need all of the metal I can get to keep this place running. So I will pay you for scrap. Don't be a smartass; just bring a single bent nail, though."

The dirty Blonde accepted the new deal, and the two left the water plant. They then beelined it to Craterside Supply, heading inside. It was a strange-looking shop; it looked like it had a second story, but they couldn't really tell. There was a counter with all kinds of things on the wall behind it. There was a workshop in the back, and some guy was just leaning against a wall. Will assumed he was a guard by how he was watching the Dwellers. Amata was still oohing and ahing things in the store. Especially an armored Vault Suit behind the counter. The dirty Blonde mentally questioned how it got there.

There was a redheaded woman behind the counter. She didn't even introduce herself. The woman saw that they were Vault Dwellers, her eyes went wild, and then she rapid-fired questions at the two. Will wasn't ready, caught off guard, and he was still processing everything. Amata, on the other hand, was expertly answering the pseudo-interrogation. By the end of it the woman had stars in her eyes and jerked some papers out. Writing down much of what she learned. The redhead introduced herself as Moira, and to thank the two for the information, she gave them the Armored Vault Suit.

Moira could either tell they were curious about the writing or that she just wanted to talk more. The redhead gushed about her life's work, The Wasteland Survival Guide. How useful it would be if completed, but she simply didn't have the time or willing volunteers. She rapidly shifted from happy to somber, then excited. Asking if they would be willing to try. Amata looked at Will before asking. "Shouldn't be too hard. Plus, it should get us even more caps." Will nodded and looked between the two women, replying. "Sounds easy enough to me." If only they could see the guard trying to warn them against it.

The redhead pounced with the excitement and eyes of an army of kindergartners. She went back and forth between different complex and dangerous situations that they would be put in. And with the most innocent face, Moira spoke as she pointed to the ceiling. "Clearly, we would be starting in Chapter One. Visiting and dealing with a Minefield, checking Super Duper Marts for any remaining resources, and how it feels to have severe radiation sickness." She looked so happy to finally have some people to help. But before they could say anything, she grabbed the nearest pip-boy, Will's, and put the location of the Mart and Minefield into it.

The Dwellers were completely and utterly caught off again. This time, Amata was in a mild panic attack. Will had to step up, so he looked over the two new locations that had been added. And upon seeing just how far they were realized they were not prepared in the slightest. He put his hands on his hips, clearing his throat before he spoke. "Hey, Moira. We both clearly thought this would be easier stuff, closer or inside of town. We just left the Vault yesterday. We are not prepared at all to just go wandering into the dangerous wasteland. We don't have the equipment, supplies, or experience."

Moira thought over the reasoning; it was a good one, and she didn't want the only people willing to help dead. That is when the easily excitable woman had another idea. "I know how to solve your experience problem. Right across the way is the Springfield School. There is a group of Raiders there. You can try to clear them out. If you succeed, you get all of their equipment and the experience from fighting. If you fail, you can run back and go back to whatever it is you are doing. I know people in town should also appreciate you clearing out the Raiders. What do you say?"

As much as Will thought it would probably end badly, they would need to do something to get stuff like that figured out. They couldn't just stay at Megaton indefinitely. This was a chance for a controlled attempt to fight wasteland threats. He wanted to have Amata stay behind, but the dirty Blonde knew something bad would happen without him. He looked over to Amata, taking a questioning expression before speaking. "That should work. I would say it's a safe way to try, but it's not safe at all. But it is our best option for what to do next. Are you up for it?"

The Brunette thought long and hard over the action. It really would be their best chance to get what they need. She finally nodded her head before replying. "It sounds good to me too. I just hope we don't regret this." She looked at her pip-boy before continuing. "It's already late in the day. How about we get the supplies today, sleep, and do it tomorrow? Let's rest and prepare in every way. Please, Will?" The dirty Blonde listened and nodded along. Patting her head to reassure her as, he answered. "Sure we can, Amata. Take all of the time you need." She pushed into him, making it into a leaning hug.

With that decided, the two bought the supplies they would need from Moira. Filling up the bag he brought. With that, the Dwellers left Craterside Supply. Since the other house was close enough to check, they decided to do it. The key worked. Amata and Will now had two houses. Burke's house was a single floor. It was about the size of their first floor. It had some old furniture, as well as a bed in a back nook. They found another set of Burke's clothes and a sawed off shotgun. Will was planning on using it if they kept finding shells. They took what supplies he had and brought them to their now main house.

Once inside, Wadsworth welcomed them home. They packed away the supplies, and Will decided to try to make Amata comfortable with shooting. He set up some targets for her to shoot at with her 10mm Pistol. While she practiced, the dirty Blonde realized that she hadn't killed anyone yet. He was still processing the guys he killed in the Vault. There was a chance of Amata getting traumatized, or worse, by this. He decided to think over the best way to deal with it until she was done shooting. He sat down while thinking. Amata didn't think anything about it.

With the Brunette now comfortable with her gun, she sat down, too. Will had finally come up with something. He spoke up so she could hear him. "Hey Mata. I had an idea. But let me explain it first." She looked up and nodded at Will. The dirty Blonde continued. "Well, we are going to have to kill things in the wasteland. People are eventually going to make us do it. Probably tomorrow with the Raiders. How about, since I was forced to kill some guys in the Vault. And I am worried about you. So how about when it comes to wasteland critters and robots, we deal with them together? But when we have to deal with people, I'll do it. You just make sure I stay alive. Ammo and stimpacks. How does that sound?"

Amata listened to it and really was thinking about killing people, too. She did not want to do that. She wanted to try and keep from doing that as long as possible. If she had to kill to save herself and Will, she will. But she hoped that day was a long way away. It also told her that Will was still looking out for her. Before she answered, she stood up, walked over to him, and hugged her idiot. Then she spoke. "Thanks for thinking of that. We are supposed to be looking for your dad. And you are more focused on me right now. I want to say I love you. But horror movies say that will get me killed. So I will just say I really appreciate you a lot. And as for your suggestion. I am one hundred percent for it. I will try to keep you alive. Just don't make me mad." She stuck her tongue out to tease him.

Will enjoyed the hug, but at her tease, he forced the shorter woman into his lap. He gave a big grin before speaking. "Careful with that tongue. I might find another use for it." Amata was quickly getting a bit excited. She tried to pull out of his lap. "Noo! It's mine! Freedom!" She tried and failed to escape. Will stood up, lifting the Brunette with him. He threw her over his shoulder and pulled a yelp out of her when he slapped her ass. Wadsworth floated by, rolling his eyes as he spoke. "Get a room, you too." With the excellent suggestion, the dirty Blonde carried the woman up the stairs. All the while whooping like an idiot. As they reached the room, Amata tried to grab the door frame but wasn't strong enough to pull herself free with it.

And then a very amazing thing happened. When Amata was finally pulled from the frame, the two were launched onto the bed. And it had been quite a long day. As soon as their bodies hit the blankets, they passed the hell out. The kind of hard sleep that it doesn't matter the position you are in. And snoring loud enough to shake the house. Sadly, there was no door, so Wadsworth couldn't close them off. They slept through the rest of the day and night. And as the sun started to rise on a new day, the Mr. Handy went and woke the Dwellers up.

Amata was the first one to get up and stretch. Will smirked up at her before teasing. "Was it good for you too?" The Brunette didn't answer. She just sat on the dirty Blonde without a warning. He proceeded to over react to her being on him, then played dead. Satisfied, the woman stood up and made her way out of the room. The man smirked to himself and then followed her out. Wadsworth watched the ridiculousness and realized the kind of new masters he had. It was going to be a very interesting, quote unquote, life. If he could sigh, well, he could technically make the sound. But he was programmed to not be able to. Maybe he could find a programmer to help him with his ire.

The two quickly made and ate breakfast. Will was going over the plan for the day while Amata cleaned up. Afterward, they prepared, splitting up the equipment so they wouldn't bring anything they didn't need. Will had the Laser pistol, 10mm, and Baton. He also had the Security armor and helmet. Amata just had the baseball bat and Armored Vault Suit. But she had the spare ammo and chems. The dirty Blonde hoped to keep them from getting closer and that Amata would be able to keep everything on hand. There were not enough shells, so they left the sawed-off behind. The silenced 10mm was left behind as well.

With everything figured out, Will and Amata made their way out. Leaving their house, going through, and then exiting Megaton. Following the trail down to the road, they quickly came to the ruined town. They passed by the house Silver was in and could see the school in the distance. The dirty Blonde had an idea. He led the two around and behind the school, walking a ways before pulling out his laser pistol and crouching. Amata crouched as well, pulling her bag into her lap, ready to grab whatever. Will peeked around them and then spoke. "I'm going to try and scout ahead. See if there are any threats and how many. Wait here, I'll be back." The Brunette quietly nodded.

Will, as silently as he could, padded his way along the school's wall. Amata watched as he slowly dipped around a corner and went out of sight. She waited what felt like five, then ten, then fifteen minutes. She was starting to get worried like he got caught or worse. Then the dirty Blonde came walking normally around the corner. A perplexed Amata stood up before asking. "Is it all clear?" Seeing that he worried his friend, he gave her a big grin before replying. "Kind of. It is now at least. Follow me, and I will explain everything." So she did.

Amata followed Will along his path. Around the corner and just a bit further, she could see a break in the wall. This side of town school has most of its ceilings and walls missing. The two entered the breech. It looked like a normal ruin save for a few odd piles of ash. That was when the dirty Blonde spoke again. "The reason I took longer was that when I peeked inside, there were only four Raiders. And they didn't see me. So, I was able to surprise them all with very close shots in the back. Two were busy fucking with a wall. Sorry for the risk I took. Just didn't think I would have the chance again."

The Brunette sighed; this wasn't the first time her idiot had done something like that. She was just relieved he survived his most recent and most risky, dumb idea. She could call him out on it. "Curiosity killed the cat." He took a playful expression before replying. "And satisfaction brought him back. Now help me loot the raiders and make a pile for us to leave until we're done with the rest of the school." Amata sighed again before pushing Will away, speaking with an annoyed tone. "If only it was that easy to bring you back. Or, at that point, I want to. But sure, I'll help." The dirty Blonde stuck his tongue out at the Brunette.

The two worked to loot the dead raiders. Luckily, since they were now ash, it wasn't too much of a problem. They found a place to the side to make the pile, stacking the equipment there. Then Amata and Will started to dig around for other things. Finding some ammo boxes and crates. The dirty Blonde had an idea. Using one of the solo lockers, they would put what wouldn't fit inside of their bags into the locker. And then carry it back to Megaton. They could try to bring everything in one trip. Amata just smirked at her packrat. She wasn't going to stop him. If it works, it works.

The outside was clear; it was time for the two to move on to the next dangerous part. Entering the school. While Will's pack rat nature wanted them to go in the front door, not wanting to miss anything, it was probably trapped or guarded. They would be spotted rather quickly. If they entered one of the two doors next to them, unless the Raiders had seen them out a window, they shouldn't be expecting anything from this side as long as they were quiet. And with one door over the other, it would probably be the best idea to hit the lowest floor first. They could fortify and escape if needed.

With that decided, Amata and Will entered the basement. Hoping that the boss didn't prefer it there. They could see some generators, but it was pretty dim within the school. The dirty Blonde carefully led the two down a hallway. He leaned against a wall and peeked around the corner. Finding two raiders, unloading with his laser pistol. The first didn't see anything and was reduced to a pile of ash. The second did and tried to charge Will with a pool cue. A few shots from the energy weapon, and he didn't get close. He scanned the area and activated his pip-boy light to see if anyone else was down there.

It was clear, so the two quickly looted the raiders. The basement looked to be relatively small, with only a few rooms, and one was locked with extreme prejudice. He had never seen a lock that size before. With nothing else for them in the underground, they looked for the stairwell to the next floor. As soon as they entered the hallway, Amata and Will were met with quite the sight. The raiders used dead bodies for decorations, and then there were the skeletons. The dirty Blonde didn't know if they were there first with how a good number of them looked to be kids. It seemed the radiation from the nukes had petrified the bones. It was very unnerving.

That was when their good luck ran out. A raider spotted them and started to make a ruckus so the rest of the school would know. Will unloaded with the laser pistol as he pulled the 10mm free. The Raider went down fast but loud. They could hear other raiders were now on the hunt through the school. Amata reloaded the energy weapon for Will, who was watching down the hallway with the pistol. The dirty Blonde chuckled before speaking. "You know. Not trying to jinx us here. But I expected a lot more blood, guts, and ass. Can't really worry about someone running at a guy with a gun, only with a pool cue. You understand me?"

Amata gave him a dark glare, finishing up the reload before answering. "Don't be an idiot. I just realized what I was asking. Don't screw things up. Do you want guys to come around the corner with power armor and machine guns? Because this is how you get guys with power armor and machine guns." Will couldn't help but chuckle at her retort. It would be his luck, though. The two made their way to the corner first. The dirty Blonde peeking around the corner. They couldn't see anyone else just yet. Only the yells still in the distance. The wait was getting a bit tense.
With no more guys appearing, the two Dwellers took off to their right. Eventually, they made it to the front of the school. It was not what he was expecting to see. The raiders used bodies as decorations. There were headless people hanging from the ceiling and in weird barbed wire-held positions. It was very unnerving. Will quickly put a hand over Amata's eyes. "Wait a second." He spoke as he looked around. He could see a cage in the room as well. He knew he couldn't protect her from this. But felt it would be better to give the Brunette a warning first. He didn't want Amata freaking out and passing out, or screaming and giving their location away.

After a few moments of taking in the scene and no Raiders finding them, he explained what was in the room to Amata. She put her hand over her mouth. She was processing this new world. Once sure she might be ready, Will asked. "Is it safe for me to remove my hand yet?" Amata nodded against his palm, and the dirty Blonde pulled it away slowly. The Brunette took in the sight around her carefully. Will assured himself that if this is how they deal with people. It was fine to kill them off. He had a hard time trying to think of a way to redeem someone who could treat the dead that way, especially with him thinking of the innocents they killed to get the bodies in the first place.

The peace was broken as two more Raiders charged from around the corner. One with a 10mm one with a knife. Will panicked and started to shoot at both. His brain told him to focus on the guy firing on them first, but by the time he had that much control, the attacker with the blade was already gunned down. Amata ducked behind a nearby counter so she wouldn't get hit. Will focused both pistols on the other Raider, and they fell rather quickly. The Brunette popped her head up to check on the situation. She pulled out a stimpack and traded it for the 10mm so she could reload it. Will used the chem as he cautiously made his way over to the dead Raiders and looted the pistol and ammo.

From what the two could hear, the rest of the Raiders were on the next floor up. Amata put the new ammo in the bag and closed it. Handing the 10mm back to Will. The two quietly made their way upstairs. They found no one in the immediate area. But could hear the voices further in. Seemed like the rest of the Raiders were around one room or hall. As they walked down the corridor, Will was peeking through the doors, trying to find the Raiders. The few rooms they passed didn't have anything. Just old and ruined Classroom junk. The dirty Blonde was silently greatful he didn't have to deal with lessons anymore. He was sure Amata agreed.

And that was when the radsheep hit the fan sideways. The two Dwellers stopped at a door when they opened it. That was when shit kicked off. Will had opened the door quietly, he was able to see that the room was a library. And that there were six Raiders and a fucked up looking dog inside. Before he could warn Amata, he was unluckily spotted, and that was how and when all hell broke loose. Four of the Raiders had guns, all 10mm Pistol save for the supposed leader, who had an SMG. The other two had lead pipes and were charging Will with the dog. Amata was to the side, so she didn't quite see the full threat yet. Granted, they might not know of her being there, too.

Chaos erupted in the room. Will started to fire wildly, and it was pretty easy for him to hit the targets. The Raiders fired back, and a bit of not-so-friendly fire took out the two melee fighters and the dog before they had a chance to become a threat. Will's arm took a lot of grazing hits until one finally got a solid hit. The dirty Blonde pulled back; Amata was already ready with a few chems. She didn't wait for him to use it himself. The Brunette injected the dirty Blonde with two Stimpacks and a Med-X in her panic. I will drop the empty 10mm for Amata to reload. He switched to his Laser pistol, not really having the space to safely fire both in the doorway. He was trying to keep calm, but the firefight was getting his adrenaline going.

With Will no longer shooting, the Raiders took the chance to cross the library and get to the doorway. Trying to get to where the Dwellers were. But by the time the dirty Blonde was patched up and reequiped. The Raiders were right at the door as Will threw his arm around and fired wildly. The closest two went down quickly to laser fire. The leader was caught off guard by the energy weapon. He only saw the 10mm. He tried to duck into cover, but the continuous fire of the pistol meant that he couldn't easily escape the shots. Will peeked into the doorway to make sure he wasn't firing at some empty space. Seeing the Raider leader trying to get into a better position, the dirty Blonde adjusted his arm, and the enemy fell soon enough.

It was finally quiet in the library. Will made his way inside, looking around with his laser pistol, ready to take down any surprises. Amata entered the room and saw the chaos for the first time. As the dirty Blonde walked past a shelf, there was a movement to his side. He brought the laser pistol to bear. It was a Raider with her empty arms raised. Before anything could happen, she yelled. "I surrender!" Will didn't shoot, but he did keep the pistol trained on her. He waved his arm back over to Amata before asking. "What should we do with this one? We have a surrendering Raider over here." He didn't take his eyes off of the woman.

The shorter Dweller moved between the two, getting a good look at the Fem Raider. She was wearing what looked to be a pair of pants that were torn into pretty short shorts. She had a pair of boots and gloves. The most interesting part of her outfit was that she was technically topless. Having a sort of bra made from mini-nukes. She herself was 5'3, white, with long brown hair down to her shoulders. Brown eyes with glasses. A slightly chubby body type didn't quite fit the Raider expectations. And a thick ass and large tits. Well, more on the medium-sized. Suppose they had to guess around DDs. Amata almost had a lady boner from how the outfit looked on the woman. Then the Dweller asked. "What is your name?"

The Raider focused on Amata before replying. "My name is Kaylar. Is there any way to convince you to spare me? Would it help if I told you I have only been a Raider for a very short time? Figured why not." The brunette Dweller listened to the other woman. Taking in her story and the overall situation. Will put the woman's fate in Amata's hands. She was thinking over the options in her head. Adding and subtracting the various thoughts. And then she had a very fun and interesting idea, in her own opinion. The slightly taller woman took on a cat-like grin as she asked. "Will you do anything, and I mean anything, to survive?"

Kaylar shrugged and then nodded before answering. "I was going to say it depends. But you have already killed everyone else. I will die if I don't. So yes. I am your bitch. I guess you want me to be your sex slave with a bomb collar? Get it over with." The two Dwellers had no clue about the bomb collar, but Will was quite curious about where Amata was taking this. The taller Brunette leaned against a shelf before speaking. "We will have a deal for you. In return for your life. First, you and Will will Fuck. Second, you will travel the wasteland as a companion of ours. Helping us with whatever we need to do. If we want to fuck you, you have to accept. But you can request a rain check if you are not feeling well or busy. No bomb collar, whatever that is. And when we feel you have earned your freedom, you can leave if you want to."

The defeated Raider listened closely to the offer. And then repeated it a few times in her head. She was trying to find the part of the deal that fucked her over. But every review made it come out pretty fair in the wasteland. Which just left her confused, Kaylar asked. "I accept? Are you sure that is all you are demanding? You do have my literal life in your hands. I was with the group that tried to kill you. Hell, I fired a few shots. Why are you being so forgiving?" Amata listened to the other woman's answer, rant, and question. She motioned to herself and Will before replying. "As you can see, we are Vault Dwellers. Just surfaced a few days ago. We understand that our old way won't work. But that doesn't mean we have to give up. We will do things our own way if people are willing to make amends and surrender. We will accept and forgive. We will also help where we can. Now that we have you, we actually have an experienced person on the team."

Kaylar sighed at her situation. Raiders considered people like this. Weak-willed, goody-two-shoes, pansy-ass bitches. But these supposed bitches have killed her entire group and were choosing to spare her. In return for a lot of headaches in the long run. But the chaos in her heart realized just how much fun this could be. The amount of bad guys throughout the wasteland the two could potentially piss off. It would be an interesting enough show. With her acceptance agreed upon, it was time to do the first part of the deal. The shorter Brunette looked between the Dwellers before asking. "So, are we going to fuck here? Or wherever you stay? If here, can we move away from the dead bodies? I am freaky, but not that freaky. Or at least not drunk enough yet."

The three decided to do it there, moving to the back room. Apparently, it was where the Raider Bosses room was. The bed looked all kinds of fucked up. So they decided to use the nearby desk with a computer on it. Kaylar has Will sit on the chair while she kneels in front of the two. Speaking as she does. "So how exactly are we doing this? What do you want to do to me? And what first?" While the dirty Blonde pulled the zipper down, Amata sat down on the desk, staring down at the shorter woman. Giving her a detailed once over before replying. "Thumbs up if you are clean." The defeated Raider did it. The Dweller continued. "He is going to fuck those very nice boobs of yours and then dump his load into your butt. Much safer that way. But first things first. Stroke the dick to get it good and hard."

With the plan revealed, the shorter Brunette took his member into her hands. Stroking it gently, feeling it grow in her hands. She continued this until his rod was fully hard in her grip. She wanted to show off for a better treatment. So she had to lean down, grabbing the base so she could lick the cock. Covering it and getting it good and wet. Amata watched, confused, but was going to wait and watch. The defeated Raider pulled back once she was sure his member was well covered. And slide his cock between her breasts. They were still being held in place by her bombkini. So, it was quite a different feeling for the Dweller. She started to bounce them on his cock without her hands. Showing that the wetness was to make it easier between her breasts.

Kaylar was bouncing her breasts hard and fast on the Dweller's cock. The head of his member was poking out the top of her tits. Amata had unzipped her jumpsuit to play with herself while she watched, and Will wrapped an arm around the other Dweller in a side hug. This allowed him to play with her tit. Getting some moans from the fem dweller. The shorter Brunette grabbed her breasts with both hands and started to add extra pressure to her titfucking. The dirty Blonde was feeling a bit greedy and used his free hand to aim the shorter woman's head down. Forcing her to suck on his head while she serviced him.

Before he could finish, though, Amata pulled Kaylar off of him with her legs. The fem dweller pushed Will off the desk. He looked very confused until he saw that the taller woman was using her legs to keep the shorter woman's head against her womanhood, eating her out. With her hands free, Amata was pushing Kaylar's shorts down a bit while slapping her ass. Forcing the smaller woman to yelp into the taller woman's cunt. She understood what was coming next and pulled her shorts down her legs very erotically without removing her tongue from the other woman's core. It was quite a sight to see. His Amata, dominating someone so well.

Will teased her ass with his fingers and found it relatively easy for the tips to penetrate. But he would need more for his rod to go in without any pain. He saw that her cunt was soaked, so he rubbed his cock against it a few times. Getting a moan out of the Brunette with each action. Once sure he was sufficiently lubed, the taller Dweller pressed the head of his member against the entrance of her ass. He grabbed her hips to hold her in place as he pushed the tip inside. Apparently, her ass was quite prepared for him; he pushed halfway inside of the woman with the initial push. Pulling a deep groan from the Raider as she was being filled up.

The taller Dweller bottoms out in her ass and starts to thrust slow and deep. He is just enjoying himself. Amata reaches forward to grab and force Will to kiss her deeply. When the kiss was broken, she smirked as she spoke. "Fuck that fat ass of hers. Make me feel it." She slaps Kaylar's ass before continuing. "Abuse that fat ass. It belongs to you, remember." She leaned back against the wall and ground her hips against the Raider's face. The dirty Blonde was being requested, and he couldn't disappoint. So, he did as required. Grabbing the shorter woman's ass hard, holding it in place. So he could start slamming into her ass hard and deep.

Kaylar was experiencing quite a lot. Amata had her legs wrapped around the smaller woman's head, forcing her to eat her out. One hand was in her hair while the other was playing with her own breast. Will was slamming into her ass from behind, and her brain was already starting to fry from the rough treatment of her ass. Her breasts were hanging below her, and the rough treatment made them bounce out of her bombkini. So she was playing with both of her breasts. Pinching and pulling on her nipples since she couldn't do anything else. She was a moaning mess against Amata's cunt. And it was pretty clear she was going to be the first one of the three to be pushed over the edge.

This continued for about ten minutes until Kaylar was pushed over the edge. She tensed up, clenching up on the cock in her ass as she came hard. Amata continued to grind her hips against the cumming woman, pushing herself over the edge. She moaned out as she came on the shorter woman's face. Will tensed up last. Slamming into her ass repeatedly. He didn't stop thrusting as he shot load after load of cum into her ass. The last uncontrolled thrust freed his cock, and he shot a load onto her back. The three were breathing heavily as they detensed. Amata's legs held Kaylar up.

After a few moments, Will was the first to reset. He moved Amata onto a more comfortable position on the desk. He held Kaylar up and moved back into the chair. Wanting to pull the smaller Brunette into his lap. Instead, she got on her knees in front of him and sucked on his member. The dirty Blonde was confused, since she didn't look at all there. Amata was next to reset, and she watched the actions, equally confused. Will explained what happened. After some time, he could feel the woman on his cock getting back to some kind of cognition. Kaylar could see their confusion. Explaining that no matter what, she cums hard from her ass. And when she does, she becomes a brainless submissive cocksucker. Amata was very intrigued and pulled the smaller woman into a cuddle pile on the desk.

Will put himself away as Kaylar and Amata cuddled post-climax. From his angle, it was a pretty good view. Checking the time on his pip-boy, the taller Dweller realized that it was hitting past noon now. Being from the Vault they were still not acclimated to the wasteland weather. He hoped that by the time they finished looting the place, it would be past the heat of the day. When he went to alert the two girls of the time, they stood on their own accord. Kaylar stretched while Amata was rubbing her stomach. She looked to Will before asking. "Is it noon yet? I am getting hungry." The dirty Blonde smirked and nodded before answering. "Yes, it is. Want to eat before we continue? I don't think we packed enough for Kaylar, though."

The shorter woman looked over the two before speaking. "I can handle going without for now. As long as you feed me later." With that settled, the two Dwellers quickly ate their sandwiches while the Raider played around with the computer. The paranoid dirty Blonde did bring enough bottles so Kaylar would have something to drink as well. When Amata and Will were done, they quickly cleaned up. The shorter Brunette called them over to the pc when she saw they were finished. She pulled up a file before pointing and speaking. "Hmmm. This happened before I joined. I guess I got here just after they locked up the tunnel. Are you guys up for clearing it out? It should be simple enough and have a good amount of special loot. Should be worth checking out."

Amata and Will quickly debated if it was worth the risk. They decided to loot the school first, and then depending on their resources after consolidating the ammo and chems. If they had enough to comfortably spare for the next fight. Kaylar accepted their reasoning and reminded them that the team now had a second fighter. The three looted the Raiders in the library and room first. Getting the key from the fallen leader. Making their way through the upper floor and grabbing whatever seems useful. They then moved down to the ground floor, targeting the Raiders first. Splitting up to hit the classrooms faster. Meeting back together once done. Since they already looted the basement, the trio made their way to the open wing of the school.

The Dwellers and ex-Raider moved over to the locker the dirty Blonde had set aside for storage. The three pulled their bags, and Will worked his pack rat magic. Will replaced his Baton and 10mm Pistol with the SMG. They were running low on energy cells, so he had to make do with what they had. Kaylar got the other knife to add to her equipment, only having the pistol. Amata didn't need to get any updates. Reviewing their haul the taller Dweller spoke to the girls. "Alrighty then. Our little experimental expedition has given us a lot of 10mm Ammo. Some spare pistols and melee weapons. But only two Stimpacks. If you want to end it here I am fine with this. I will go with whatever you choose Amata." They didn't bother grabbing the Raider armor, not seeing them being worth much. Luckily, this meant there would be less to carry on the way back.

Amata thought hard over the situation. The Ants should just be a threat if they are not careful. And she would be able to get experience shooting since they are just bugs. With her decision made. The taller woman held out her hand as she spoke. "We can do the Ants before we go. I should be able to train too. So there will be three of us. Hand me a pistol and some ammo Will." With the next action decided upon. The dirty Blonde nodded and passed the taller Brunette her requested equipment. Kaylar was happy that the group would be taking care of the ants now. She didn't want to come back later. She would feel weird returning to the place she almost died.

When all three were ready, they headed back to the basement. Will was leading the group, the key already in his hand. And then the moment of truth, they were at the door. Unlocking and opening the entrance, the small group could hear a strange noise. Like a kind of squeaky grinding. The three decided to crouch down and slip deeper into the tunnel. As they moved carefully, Will whispered to the girl's. "If either of you shoot me in the ass. I am fucking yours as soon as I am better." That seemed to cut the tension as the two chuckled, Amata replying with a sly grin. "Not our fault it's such a big target." That got Kaylar laughing and the dirty Blonde playfully swatting at the taller woman.

That was when they came across the source of the noise, the Ants were bigger than Will expected. Being about as big as a terrier. They had big pinser mouths, and there were about three of them. They first little group of ants charged the dwellers and Raider. And the three fired, keeping the bugs at a distance while they shot. It was quite effective and the first ants fell without a problem. They passed a few dead bodies, the pack rat in Will wanted to loot them already. But it would be safer to ensure the safety of the tunnel first. Don't want a hand stuck in a pocket when a threat comes around the corner. He would have to be patient.

The tunnel opened up to a chamber. Using their pipboy flashlights, the two were able to get an idea of what was in the room. It was a nexus with tunnels branching off. All of them ant sized. There were a lot of bodies as well. As Will went to check on the dead, the noise from earlier returned, but all around them. The dirty Blonde grabbed the girls as he spoke. "Back to back girls. They are about to surround us. Open fire when you are them." Kaylar and Amata nodded and moved into position. They waited there until the swarm finally emerged from the holes. It was quite a sizable amount.

Will fired on three ants in front of him. Unloading with the SMG on each one individually. Kaylar and Amata each had two they were shooting. Not being coordinated yet the three reloaded at random times. The bugs kept coming though, and after what felt like an hour. The ants finally stopped. The small group waited for a few moments to ensure it was over. And then it was safe again. The three made their rounds looting their little corner of the room. Luckily none of the bugs had made it close enough to hurt the folk. They used up a lot of 10mm Ammo though. It was time to see if it was worth it.

The nexus was quite the treasure trove. They found a decent amount of loot, an assault rifle with a few clips was definitely worth the trouble. The three gathered up their stuff and returned back up the tunnel. Looting the bodies they passed. The small group wandered through and out of the basement. To the ruined part of the school. Setting their new loot in the lockers. Kaylar looked to the other two. Pushing her index fingers together as she asked. "Hey. Can I borrow a Lockpick?" A confused Will pulled one out, handing it to the shorter woman. Her face lit up as she walked around the ruined to the other side of the wall. The two watched as she made her way to a fenced in electrical Tower. Kaylar worked quickly and returned with a hunting rifle and first aid kit. The shorter Brunette explaining she saw some days back but didn't have a pick.

With everything now complete and packed away. The three carried the locker back to Megaton. It took the group about twenty minutes to get it to the gate in the afternoon heat. The guy standing watch over the gate requested the Dwellers and Raider to wait while he got Simms to come to the front. Will and Amata nodded in agreement and sat patiently on the locker with Kaylar. The dirty Blonde removed the helmet as he spoke. "Still a bit hot. At least we are home." He ran his hand through his hair as the girls mumbled in agreement. A thought of if they were lucky they could be lazy for a couple of days crossed his mind.

The Sheriff exited the gate and looked over the ridiculous sight. He put his hands on his hips as he asked. "Stockholm said there was a potential raider trap at the gate. What is going on?" Will started to laugh as he realized just how bad it really did look. He explained the events. How they cleared out the school and ants. As well as getting a new buddy. Simms requested to be able to check the locker, and all three agree. It takes the Sheriff a bit of time, but he is able to clear the group. Amata jokes. "You touched it. Now you have to help us carry it in." That got Simms chuckling, but he just walked back inside. The three carried it inside. Kaylar finally gets to see the inside of the town. And takes a few moments to just take in the view from the entrance.

That was when Amata and Will remembered just how much bullshit this was going to be. Collapsing on the locker while grumbling. A very confused Kaylar asked them what the problem was. The dirty Blonde stood up and spoke as he pointed at their house. "We live in that house there. Top ring. As you can see the only way up to the top ring is a few ramps that go all the way to the bottom. Like this one here. But we can't just cut across because of this stupid pipe. So we have to carry this locker all the way down then all the way back up." The shorter Brunette looked over the pipe. It looked a bit big, but she was sure they could make it. She replied motioning to the pipe. "I am sure we can cut over the pipe." Will then motioned to the locker before speaking again. "If we were just walking I would agree. But we aren't. We have this stupid locker here. With our luck its going to get caught on something and tear open or fall the rest of the way down."

As the two continued to go back and forth carrying it over the pipe. Amata had her own realization and idea. She jumped up, very excited. Then tapped Wills' shoulder before asking. "Guess what we forgot." Will and Kaylar looked back at her. Waiting for the info. The taller woman pointed at the bottom ring of the settlement before speaking. "We forgot we own Mr. Burke's old house too. And it's at the bottom ring. We can bring the locker down there, leave it in the other house and then bring the stuff over as we need." The dirty Blonde was quite excited as well. Hugging the other Dweller tightly as he replied. "You are an angel for remembering that." The ex-raider gave the two another confused look and they explained that they killed a guy threatening the town and almost killed the Sheriff. They got his house key from his body and Simms let them keep it.

With the new plan, the three carried the locker down the ramp. As they got closer and closer to the second house, it was getting less and less heavy, with the excitement of almost being done spreading adrenaline. It didn't take long for them to get the locker down to the second house. Then Will dug out the key. It took him a couple tries to unlock the door, but soon enough they are carrying the locker through the door. Letting it drop on the floor the three were very tempted to just drop on the floor. But this wasn't true home. So grabbing the important bags from the locker they led Kaylar up the nearby ramp. To their home on the upper ring. Amata had the key ready this time. She opened the door, and the group pushed their way inside. All three collapsing on the, comfy at the time, floor.

After some time on their floor they could feel something was watching them. Will looked up to see Wadsworth the Mr. Handy staring down at them. The butler asked if they were fine, and if they enjoyed their little trip. Amata was the first to get up, explaining what happened. The Mr. Handy created a bottle of Water for all three of them. Kaylar sitting up so she could drink hers. The dirty Blonde was stubborn and drank from his position. Wadsworth then got a bit excited before asking. "If that is the case. Are your little group going to celebrate here or somewhere in town? If you do it here I could probably throw something together for food." The Mr. Handy was getting quite jittery from the potential party. It was a rather cute sight.

When the robot brought up the idea of a celebration, the three started to talk over the best place to have it. Kaylar wanted somewhere she could drink. That meant that they couldn't do it there. Leaving the Saloon and a restaurant they hadn't visited yet. Since they hadn't been to the Brass Lantern yet, and couldn't guarantee getting some alcohol there. It was decided to go to the Saloon. They apologize to Wadsworth, explaining the reason for them leaving. He gives them a somber acceptance. Claiming he would have dinner ready for them when they got home.

The three cleaned up, changed their clothes. Kaylar didn't have anything else to wear so Will had pulled out Burke's suit, letting her wear it. The shorter woman forgoed the hat and sunglasses, just wearing the suit. With her covered the group left their home, going around the top ring. Once at the Saloon, the dirty Blonde warned the smaller Brunette about Moriarty. And how they were doing things to try and find information about Will's father without having to pay him any caps. That caught the ex-raiders attention. She listened closely and got a very interesting expression on her face. Amata then remembers to warn her about Gob the very kind Ghoul. The smaller woman is glad for the warnings. But she seems to be plotting something.

They made their way inside. And just as expected Moriarty is going off on Gob about something probably dumb. The Ghoul just took it, not able to do anything but listen. Will has to stop Kaylar from charging the saloon owner and defending the Ghoul with who knows what. When he spotted the three he got a scowl on his face. And told Gob that he will be heading out to have a smoke. The smaller woman proclaimed that she already hated the guy. The three make their way to the bar and sit down. Amata apologizes to the Ghoul. Then Will explains that they are there for a celebration. They survived their first outing, and even got a new member to their little group. Gob congratulated them, and after checking that Moriarty was gone and pulled out the good booze.

After about a half hour of partying, Kaylar decided to enact her plan. She pops a few buttons of the shirt open, and leans over the bar. Staring the Ghoul in the eyes before asking. "Hey Gobby. Is there any way that you can tell us anything about Will's dad? Like where he went? I would really appreciate it if you told me. Please? For me?" As she spoke she pressed her arms together making her breasts bulge. Will had chosen not to drink so he could carry everyone back if he had too. So he was watching the seduction in action while Amata was getting into her drink. It was something the smaller woman picked out for her and it wasn't so bad.

The Ghoul was not expecting the actions from Kaylar. And he was sure if he could still blush that he would. Gob cleared his throat as he scratched the back of his head as he thought over the offer. He finally replied with a sigh. "We both know you are not going to do anything with me ma'am. But I really do want to screw with Moriarty. So I will tell you what I do know. He has a terminal in the office back there. Nova would know the password. Might be on Moriarty too. There is a locked back door. The computer back there will have all the information you need for where his dad went." All three were quite relieved to hear that. It meant that there were other options to this problem. The shorter woman looked to make sure no one was looking beyond their little group. She grabbed one of God's hands. Moving it into her shirt so that it could cup a bare breast. The poor Ghoul looked quite thrown off from that. Kaylar finally pulled back with a smirk. "I'm a bitch but I keep my word. You accepted so you got you some fun. Now then I shall give the computer a try."

With that Kaylar turned to Will before asking. "I need all of your lockpicks." The dirty Blonde smirked before handing her what few they had gathered up to that point. She then ducked out the front door, waving back to the three. Amata smirked up at Gob before speaking with a teasing tone. "See. We are not the only ones that really like you. She didn't mind you touching her. We also had to keep her from beating Moriarty's ass when we got here." The Ghoul was still staring at his hand. Thinking of how soft they felt. And then he had to get back to work. Although he did start to wonder if this group might find a way to free him at some point. He would just have to wait and see. But it was already the third day and he really liked this group of smooth skins.

After about ten minutes Kaylar returned from the front door. A big grin on her face. She handed Will back the remaining lockpicks as she sat down. She looked at her two new friends before speaking. "I have good news and bad news. Good news is we know where your dad is. Bad news is that he his going to Galaxy News Radio in the DC Ruins. Filled to the brim with super mutants, monsters, ferals, and everything else that wants to kill and maim. We are not anywhere close to going. But we have a direction. Please tell me we are not going to just charge off tomorrow? We need more time to get the right supplies and equipment. As well as getting you two the experience not to blow yourselves up. But ultimately the choice, and our lives, are in your hands."

Will sighed, he was hoping for a better answer. But he now knew the right direction. He put a hand on Kaylar's shoulder before replying. "I shall tell you what I told Amata. Finding dad means nothing if we are dead. We will wait as long as we need. If the idiot dies, that is on him. Hopefully it doesn't come to that. But I am not going to lie to myself in this place. And now we also have our own home, a stable town to work from, as well as a new friend to help us do things in general. We will celebrate the information, but not act on it for now. How does that sound?" The two women nodded in agreement to the plan. And the celebration doubled down. They were able to get Gob drink a bit as well. When Moriarty tried to be fussy to the Ghoul, the smaller gave him a death glare and he retreated to his room. It was going to be very interesting moving forward.
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Fallout It Takes Two	By : Willdero Category: +A through F > Absolute Obedience Views: 20 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Fallout It Takes Two