Fallout Wastelander

A brief 10 minutes later, we finally reached our destination.

As we were coming into the parking lot, I said aloud to my group. "Alright everyone, we're finally here. Let's circle around to the back and see where everyone is going to stay."

Following that, we circled around to where the loading area was located and as soon as we began nearing the massive blast doors; I had one of my worker bots that were inside the facility open them up for us.

*Chirp...Chirp...Chirp...*

*Grrrnnnd-*

With the massive blast door settled into place, we all streamed into the loading area. Once the whole bunch of us had made it past the opening and were inside, I made Hauler park before I told the ghoul brothers Don, Hugo, and Kevin hop on out of Hauler's cabin. When the three of them stepped out and planted their feet onto the smooth concrete floors of the loading area, they started looking around the area. As they continued taking in the sights, their expressions quickly shifted to awe, or what I interpreted to be as such, upon their rotted faces.

The three of them stayed in that state for a few seconds before I interrupted them from their stupor. "Not too bad of a setup, right?"

"...No, you, in fact, have an unbelievable setup. I almost can't believe you have something like this in the current state of the world." Hugo responded after a moment before continuing on further.

"When you originally told us you had the foundation for your ambitious goals already prepared, I thought you were talking about the robots following you, not the small army robots I see you have here."

As I was going to respond, he continued again. "Oh, also if you don't mind me asking, what model are those robots? I don't ever recall seeing them back before the bombs fell. I meant to ask that yesterday, but I was distracted by the many things that were happening and taking place that day." He asked, slightly excited.

"Well, this is the very minimum I would need to say that I have the foundation to possibly restart human civilization and bring back some normalcy to this fucked up world we now live in. Also, if I didn't have at least this, I would just be spouting nonsense and would be looked at as nothing more than a delusional individual." I responded before pausing for a second and continuing moments later.

"And as expected, my gut was correct in suspecting that you three didn't fully believe me back then when I told you I had a foundation all setup and ready to go, which is understandable given the current state of things. But as you can see right before your very eyes, I was in fact telling you brothers the truth, so hopefully with this, I've earned at least a little bit of your trust."

"I can't deny and say that we trusted what you were saying 100%, Harold. But we decided with the amount of force that you had with you that there was probably some truth to what you were saying. Hence, we took a leap of faith to see if you were legit and, as you already stated, we can see that you were telling the truth all along. So you got yourself three loyal men as long as you keep your word and help my brother Hugo save his girlfriend if she's still alive and if not, assist him in taking revenge on the ones that killed her, isn't that right brothers'." Don said, getting got a nod from both of his brothers.

Immediately upon Don finishing his piece and his brothers nodding in response, I responded. "I originally forgot to do this previously, but let's shake on it and make this deal official."

The moment I said that, Don stuck his hand out and since I was still in power armor, I exited my suit and gave his hand a firm shake, followed by Kevin's and Hugo's hands.

"With that out of the way, it's time to answer your previous question from before Hugo regarding my worker bots."

Hearing that, Hugo's excitement went up a level.

"They aren't a model of robot that was made by any of the large corporations prior to the nuclear annihilation, they are a robot design that I personally created from the ground up not all that many years ago in the vault to handle most tasks that I would need to have completed. Ones that I myself didn't want to have to waste time on, such as construction jobs, a number of different menial labor jobs, and manufacturing jobs, just to name a few. And as you've seen recently, they are quite good at doing anything a human can do. Any more questions?"

"I got one more. How old did you say you were again?" Hugo asked with an odd facial expression.

"I turned 16 this month. Why do you ask?" I responded.

"Just making sure I heard you right the first time. I thought I may have been mistaken because how could a 16-year-old be capable of all this?" Hugo replied.

"Well, as you've seen so far he isn't your average 16-year-old by any definition and I'm sure you probably have an idea of why that is if you've been living in the wasteland for this amount of time." Amata said now also outside of her suit of power armor, implying that Hugo probably knew the reason why I was so different compared to normal humans.

"I have an idea of what you're talking about. I guess he must be one of those gifted or mutated humans that have been appearing on occasion since the time the bombs fell." Hugo said.

"Ding, ding, ding, your guess is right on the money. You got any further questions?" I said even though that's not the case, but I can't exactly go around telling people I have a system just because. And even if I did, I doubt many would know what that is nor believe me even if they knew what it was. On top of that, they're better off not knowing in the unlikely case they ever got caught they wouldn't be able to reveal it. 

Now that I'm thinking of it the only people who definitively know about the existence of my system as of now are Amata, my dad James Watson Woods, and Amata's dad Alphonse Franky Almodovar due to the fact that I trust them and me being unable to really pass it off as a gift or a mutation any longer...

"No, that answered what I wanted to know. Thank you for humoring me." Hugo responded as I was busy thinking about several different things and using Mechu-deru to see how the robots were doing with their assigned jobs.

"No problem. I'm glad I was able to give you the answers you were seeking. Alright, now that that's over with, let me give you guys a tour of the base so you can see the extent of what I've already done. And while we're exploring the facility, we can see where you guys want your rooms to be. Sounds good?"

"Sounds good to me." Don answered whilst his two brothers nodded along in agreement.

"Okay, let's first start off with the manufacturing area." I told them as I began walking off in the direction of the manufacturing area with a giddy and excited Amata and a set of ghoul brothers with expectant looks displayed on their partially rotten faces in tow.

...

It took two hours, but I eventually finished showing them most of the areas in the former RobCo facility and answered any questions that came up along the way. As a result of all that guiding, it was time for lunch, thus we gathered at Hauler, had lunch and filled up our tanks.

Once that meal was over and done with, I asked the ghoul brothers if they had finished deciding on where they wanted to live in the base. Hearing my question, they started discussing between themselves and after a short bit; they decided to stay on the same floor as Amata and I, which was the topmost floor of the building, the third floor.

With living arrangements settled for the ghouls and lunch finished, we collectively headed upstairs to see who will be going in which room. A nice little elevator ride later, we arrived at our desired floor with elevator doors opening up shortly thereafter. When they fully settled into the open position, I exited the elevator first, followed by everyone else. From there we went through the different rooms and when we were done going through them, for the most part, the three ghouls decided on each getting their own room, but all right next to each other.

As for Amata and I, we decided, or should I say she decided, that we should sleep in the same room and the reasoning she gave was pretty sensible, so I couldn't say no. However, I laid down some ground rules such as nothing sexual will be taking place until she was of age, something that will occur in a bit less than two years' time, specifically on July 26, her birthday. The second I laid down all the ground rules for us residing in the same space, she deflated more than a wee bit.

I was originally planning on sleeping on separate beds, but I suppose I should compromise slightly. She did just kill some humans today, although mutated ones... Haa, the things I got to do.

"I'll compromise with you here, Amata. We can share the same bed, but if you try anything, I'll be bringing you straight back to Vault 101. Do I make myself clear?" I told her in a tone that clearly said I meant business.

"Crystal." She answered in a now very upbeat and giddy tone of voice with even a sparkle in her eyes.

With my fiancée fully recovered from a couple of moments ago, Amata, I, and several of my robots went to work getting our room set up and into proper order, which was the largest room on the entire third floor.

From there we spent the next couple of hours riding the elevator up and down repeatedly, retrieving all variety of things and setting them up in the room like the king-sized bed I had loaded up in the back of Hauler. Once Amata was happy with the space, we had a room that was 2,500 square feet in size with a large king sized bed that possessed more than enough space to fit the two of us.

And two marks for nightstands that we currently didn't have on hand placed against the middle of the back wall that was lined with a number of metal storage containers of varying sizes to store things such as armor, clothing, smaller weapons, and the number of miscellaneous items Amata and I brought with us from our original home.

Adding on to that, both Amata's and my power armor suits were relatively close by to the bed just in case we ever had to hop on out of it quickly and get suited up to face some sort of threat. Thankfully, Amata was the rational girl that she is if it was any other women from my previous life. Good fucking luck getting them to agree to putting a suit of armor in the bedroom, let alone two suits of towering power armor.

As for where exactly they were located, I gave Amata the reins to choose the spot they should be placed since she likes that sort of thing. So she went around the room and had me move the armors into a number of spots before she settled on choosing to have them positioned right next to two of the four structural pillars in our room. Her reasoning for those exact spots was because that's where she thought they looked best...

For the rest of the room, I took the left side while Amata took the right and what I did with my side of the room was set up basically a miniature armory with a whole assortment of weapons mounted on the wall. However, that was not all. I also placed a number of large metal containers for storing everything from ammo to meds to everything in between. I would have done more on my side, but we didn't have a large amount of furniture nor a tube television to set up just yet, so that's all I could really do currently.

For Amata's side of the room, she just went around and put down pieces of paper on the ground with what she wanted to put there written on them such as couches, different types of chairs, tables of varying sizes, pieces of artwork, and some other miscellaneous things. When she was mostly done with what she wanted to do with her side, we talked about what else we needed and after a while we came to the conclusion that we wanted a kitchen, a dining room, a living room, and an actual bathroom.

Upon coming to that decision, Amata went back to her side of our space and removed what she had marked on the right of the room as soon as you entered inside, reconfigured, and remarked it for the kitchen. Following that, she rearranged her notes for a living room and dining room area towards the center of the room. When she was done with all that jazz, she went to the bathroom and marked everything to be removed and to be reconfigured due to the fact that it really only had several sinks and stalls in varying states of disrepair.

Finished doing just about everything we could currently, I assigned several of my worker bots to swap out the front door of our room for a blast door. The moment I was done issuing that order, I sent a signal with Mechu-deru to two of my assaultrons to have them stationed outside our room to provide extra security.

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