Someone wrote in [personal profile] falloutkinkmeme_backup 2012-01-22 03:22 pm (UTC)

Bumps (6a/20)

It was dark. She couldn't move her arms and someone was holding something against her face. She had to fight it, had to move.

Something pricked at her neck and everything went silent once again.

...

"Janet !?" Charon shouted across wasteland.

It was getting dark and she still wasn't back yet. Nothing replied. He went back for his shotgun and left Megaton heading towards the vault. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, maybe she was caught up talking to Amata. It wasn't as if she could see the sun in there. He'd wait on her.

As he approached the vault the horrible sound of a vault door screeching rang out. It went through his head and every nerve. It was like nails on a board. He opened the wooden door just in time for Janet to walk out.

"Hello" she beamed "I forgot how bright it was out here." Janet held her arm over her face and squinted across the 'scenic overlook'.

"Are you okay ?"

"Yeah, why ?" Janet looked up towards Charon still smiling.

"Nothing." Something seemed off to Charon but he couldn't put his finger on it. It must be the pregnancy. Women change through pregnancy, it's meant to happen. "Did you get what you came for ?"

"Huh ?" asked Janet confused.

"Sugarbombs ?"

"Oh. Yeah, yeah I did. Yum."

Charon frowned "Are you sure you're okay ?"

"Yeah, I feel a bit funny apart from that completely fine."

When they got back into the house Dogmeat jumped on Charons chest and started barking insanely.

"Woah what has gotten into him ?" Janet shouted.

"I dunno !" Charon held Dogmeat by the neck and looked closely, he seemed unharmed, so why was he going crazy. "Stay here."

Charon searched around the house before letting Janet move from the door. There was no break in but the dog still continued to go mad.

Dogmeat growled loudly for a last time then padded over to the corner, curled up and continued to quietly growl.

"That was weird." Janet remarked.

"Yeah.."

Both stood silently waiting for the dog to react again but he didn't move. Janet shrugged it off and headed to the kitchen to make dinner.

Charon sat in his chair, tired of the commotion and closed his eyes for a small nap.

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