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He would've drifted off there, lulled into dreamless sleep by the sound of a settling building and the growl of his empty stomach, but something kept pulling him awake. A misplaced noise here, an absence of noise there. The patchwork of noise he heard day in and day out was missing a noise, the silent note as jarring as a toothache.

The radio. The radio wasn't playing.

Margaret would deal with it, he reasoned to himself. She'd gone to the bathroom or to get some fresh air and the holotape had finished, dead air broadcasting to the Wastes. Not a big deal, not really. No one was listening this late.

The silence stretched on and he sighed, a fingertip on the mouth of his beer as he rocked the bottle back and forth. He grasped blindly at the sofa and picked up a limp cushion, throwing it at the door in an effort to rouse Margaret's attention.

"Margaret." Three Dog debated throwing his beer bottle. "Margaret. Midnight ain't no excuse. No sleeping on the job!"

"Don't quote me on this," said 101, "but I'm pretty sure that she's going to be napping for a while."

Three Dog sat up so fast that his head span, a hand pressed to his forehead as he stared wildly around the room. "Brahminshit," he said, holding his bottle like a weapon, ignoring the cascade of beer soaking his arm. "Brahminshit you got in here."

"I get in everywhere," said 101 lightly. "You said so yourself. No lock keeps me out."

"The fuck are you?" Three Dog got as far as getting to his feet when the small, barely audible but incredibly distinctive sound of a trigger being cocked stilled him. He took a breath, steeled into steadiness even as his heart thudded in an adrenaline panic. "Thought you didn't like guns, kiddo."

101 laughed as she dropped her stealth field, electronic static melting away to reveal her leaning against the wall at the foot of his bed. "You're losing your touch, Three Dog. That's not half as righteous as I've come to expect." She tapped the revolver against her thigh, the metal hollow-sounding against the material of her purloined stealth suit. "You might as well sit down." Pause. "Pretty please."

He did so, eyes fixed firmly on the gun. "What's with the pleasantries? A bit out of character for someone with so much innocent blood on their hands."

She offered him a sunny smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "I've come to play nice."

Nice! I'm excited for more!

Intriguing start!

Interesting premise A!A!

I appreciate that this is a year old, but this is honestly one of my very favorite pieces on the KMeme. If you came back around and updated, I would shit my pants with joy.

I keep checking back in case this gets finished. A!A if you're around please let us know what happens next?

i'm 3 years late but idk i'm in love with this and i just have to say it

i'm loving this LW and there is a serious lack of three dog out there

if you ever decide to continue this anon you'll have my eternal gratitude ;_;

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Fallout Kink Meme Part IV: Closed to prompts, open for fills.

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