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Man Under the Sea

// Hancock x Sole Survivor x X6-88 Oneshot //

The sky lit aglow with an ominous green haze, enveloping the entire wasteland in its uneasy lime hue. A sharp thunderclap sounded out, accompanied by violent howling winds which whistled through the broken windows. Sole lay uneasily on a mattress on the floor, waiting for the radstorm to pass. She had attempted to catch an hour or two of sleep, but every so often the booming thunder would startle her awake, or a tiny droplet would sneak through a hole in the roof and land on her forehead.

She resigned herself to stare at the ceiling, before being startled slightly at the sound of the door opening. Heavy footsteps sounded throughout the room and without looking up she knew who was approaching by the cadence of his uniform steps.

“You’re still awake.” X6-88 observed from where he stood above her. He must have finished patrolling the perimeter. Sole looked up at him silently at first. His face was expressionless and set resolutely as he stared at her.

“The weather is keeping me up.” She explained.

“You need to sleep, otherwise your body will fail.” He affirmed, droplets of rain dotted his face and armored coat. The water pooled at his boots and in the doorway. X6-88 didn’t take notice of his current state and continued to stare at her.

Lighting struck, illuminating his stoic face, followed by a loud rumble of thunder. She sat up quickly and looked to the window, but he did not react to look away from her. Her Geiger counter ticked ominously and X6-88 stepped forward.

“We should get back to the institute. It is clear you will not be able to sleep under these conditions.” He said. She reluctantly stood, the old springs of the mattress creaking as she gathered herself. He watched her silently, holding his arm out expectantly. She gazed at his arm with unsure eyes.

“This always makes me feel sick.” She said.

“If nausea occurs, we can visit the bioscience division if necessary.”

She placed her hand on his arm, bracing for the inevitable vertigo to come.

“X6-88 ready to relay back to the institute.”

White light flashed before her eyes blinding her temporarily, before settling on a cascading kaleidoscope of cerulean hues.

When she opened her eyes father was standing before them, hanging brain.

“Daddy.” X6-88 said firmly, performing a dual-handed salute.

“Both hands?” Father asked proudly. “Your two handedness has improved. I do hope to see more of that in Daddy’s bedroom.” He whispered in his ear, hoping Sole hadn’t heard.

She did.

Sole cleared her throat, both men unaware she too was in the room.

“Excellent, you’re back. I do hope your travels in the commonwealth have proven fruitful?” He questioned, both hands clasped behind his back, dong still hanging and swaying slightly in the breeze produced by the institute’s air conditioning.

“They have, thank you.” She forced herself to look at him eye-level even though the shriveled thing was just hanging there like that.

There was still rain on X6-88’s form, along with perspiration which was produced quite quickly much to Father’s chagrin. He gave X6-69 a knowing look. Sole excused herself from the room quickly yet respectfully and left to explore the rest of the Institute's bowels. She looked over her shoulder, and as she was leaving she saw Father plugging his phone charger into X6-88s multi tool sexily.

Sole strode through the halls, trying to forget what she just witnessed. She would never get used to the sterile environment the Institute provided. Synths strode past her like worker bees, not paying her any mind. She supposed Father was the queen.

Absent-mindedly she peered down at her Geiger counter and noticed it was getting dangerously close to the ‘dead’ level. A trip to the med-bay wouldn’t hurt.

When she arrived at the med-bay her Geiger counter strangely began to go off again. When she looked up she found Hancock, rifling through the medicine drawers and filling his pockets with jet. To his left was a dead doctor with the star spangled banner tied around her neck in a lethal stranglehold, hanging from the ceiling.

“Hancock, what in tarnation!?” Sole half squealed and half screamed. She was happy to see him as they were friends with benefits, but brushing another Hancock-induced death under the rug wasn’t what she had planned for today.

“Sister, check out this haul! No wonder these bitches love being down here so much, they’re all high as a kite and jerking each other off.”

“Tell me about it. I just saw my son’s dong.”

Suddenly X6-88 strode into the room, his tall gait strong and immovable. His muscles rippling and writhing under his skin. His height was impressively tall. He opened his mouth and an alarming air horn-like noise emitted from it.

“Intruder alert! Intruder alert!”

Sole and Hancock covered their ears (although Hancock just has ear holes) in an attempt to not be deafened.

All the sudden Father sprinted in, almost tripping as his pants were around his ankles.

“What seems to be the problem!?” His eyes shot to the dead doctor. Hancock had a “did I do that?” expression, kind of like Urkel from Family Matters.

Everyone’s eyes shot to the handkerchief around the dead doctors neck, that clearly had “property of Hancock” lovingly stitched onto the edge. Sole blushed and covered her “property of hancock” tattoo lovingly stitched on her arm.

“X6-88,” Father said expectantly and held out his hand.

X69 shot out his multi tool as ordered.

“Get ready for the ass beating of your life you little bitch.”

”And then, uhhh…” The campfire crackled around the huddled group of dirty children of Little Lamplight.

“You mungo! What happens next?!”

MacCready took a long drink from his juice box and stared up at the stars.

“There is no ending, we’ll never know what happened. And that’s life, sometimes stories just kind of… end.”

FIN

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Companions React To Sole Announcing Her Pregnancy

Cait:

She was neither happy, nor sad for Sole. She offhandedly told her “Congratulations on the wee one” when they swapped out guard shifts. Months upon months passed, and finally little Shaun 2 was born.

Cait’s heroine business was getting lean in the resource department, so she snuck into Sole’s house when she was sleeping, slipping through the back window. She shuffled quietly through the kitchen, checking closet to closet, until finally, jackpot. Baby powder. “Finally, I’ll be able to turn a profit!”

 The next day Sole asked around if anyone had seen her missing baby powder. She was within the vicinity of cait’s house, and passed by an unsafe looking individual that swapped items with cait. ‘Can’t judge a book by it’s cover!’ Sole thought, a smile on her face.

Cait spotted her and attempted to shut her front door, but Sole got her boot in it first. “Heyyy Cait! I was just asking around, did you happen to see a bottle of baby powder anywhere? Mine just abruptly went missing.” Cait’s gaze shifted to her desk, then back to Sole, then to the desk. “Uhh, no, why’r you asking me that? What would I need baby powder for? I don’t like what you’re implyin’. Get out me house!” And with that, she shoved Sole out the front door and slammed it in her face.

From that point on, whenever Sole would miraculously find another bottle of baby powder, it would strangely disappear in the night. Cait’s front yard had a mile-long line of drifters and ne-er do wells on it at all times, and Shaun turned to dust due to improper infant care.

Codsworth: 

He knows this is his own doing. Codsworth realizes with a heavy heart that he now has another set of lives to worry about and protect in the wasteland. He’d already lost sole once, and ever since his heart had turned to stone.

Codsworth goes to the local chapel and prays for forgiveness for what he was about to do. He’d never forgiven Sole for dying and for leaving him behind in the blast. Codsworth tells sole he’s going out to buy diapers for the little toaster, and all he leaves behind is a pack of cigarettes and a puff of smoke. Between a wave of hookers a booze, Codsworth is never seen again. 

Curie: 

She cooed that a young human child, Sole’s child, would be joining them all shortly. She had always loved babies, and Dr. Collins and her frequently tested on them to find ways for humanity to survive the irradiated wasteland in the future.

One day, Sole and some of her companions had to leave and help one of the settlements. Curie was entrusted to watch the baby, to which she agreed to do with extreme fervor. “The little one will be safe with me Mademoizelle.” Sole tossed the toddler like a football and Curie went long. “So long!” Curie almost squealed.

Immediately she took the baby to her test chambers which she had been secretly building in a shack, not too far from Sanctuary. The child was given many different experimental vaccines and medicines, which didn’t do much of anything. Curie started losing hope. Then, something happened.

The baby started growing. And growing. It bust out of the flimsy tin shack they were both in. Then it kept growing to the size of a skyscraper. Curie began crying happy tears, and fell to her knees. “Humanity finally has a chance to survive! Mr Collins, we did it!”

Danse: 

Was excited he would have the opportunity to brainwash another unwilling victim over to the brotherhood. “It’s time to stay with Uncle Danse, Shaun Jr. Be good!” Sole said on the way out of the house, off to her go-go dancing. The baby and Danse locked eyes. “Let’s begin.”

For non-stop 13 hours, Shaun Jr was to perform Brotherhood drills, which were demanding on his baby body. Danse custom-built him a tiny power armor suit. The pair of them traveled the wasteland, going door to door and handing out pamphlets about the danger of ghouls and feminism.

Sole finally arrived home, and the baby she left was not the baby now in front of her. His brow was furrowed. His fist, clenched. He had been indoctrinated. Sole wept.

Deacon:

Deacon has always felt insecure and unsure of his place in soles life. When he hears she is with child deacon is overjoyed at first, he cant wait to have a baby around to put tiny sunglasses on and teach to spy. But deacon soon realizes that if the baby is born, then deacon will be replaced as the bald man in soles life and sole wont have time for deacon anymore.

Deacon spends hours and hours waxing and polishing his bald head so that it would stand out as the most bulbous and waxed head in the world- even better than the new born babies. Sadly, deacon doesn’t realize that sole loves him for more than his bald head and deacon spends so much time waxing and polishing his head that he neglects his friendship with sole.

Sole runs away and gets attacked by a deathclaw as Deacon stares in the mirror, transfixed by the glow of his own bald head. 

Hancock: 

In the midst of all the cheers and laughter, Hancock is silent. He is seen tugging at the collar of his mayoral shirt, and sweating ghoul bullets. Weeks pass, and Sole finds he is being distant and avoiding her.

Finally, she confronts him as he’s taking a leak on an irradiated tree, making him stop mid-piss. “Ok, it’s time to end this!” She screamed. Hancock zipped up his jorts hastily and turned around, attempting to look charismatic and casual but failing. Sole could tell in his inky, black eyes that something was bothering him, deeply. He sighed.

“You’re right. You don’t deserve this, Sole. It’s just that… What if your baby… Looks like me?” A ghoul tear fell from his empty, soulless eye and dropped, joining his piss on the ground.

Soul walked over to him, and put a friendly hand on his shoulder in an attempt to calm his quiet, shaky breaths. “Hancock… No matter what my baby looks like, I’d love them. Just like I love you.” Then she smirked. “Besides, it’s Strong’s baby.”

MacCready: 

Maccready knows an opportunity when he sees it. Caps are his main priority, and when the going is tough he’s willing to get down in the dirt and be a street rat like every other wastelander.

That night after throwing Sole a party to celebrate her pregnancy (and wearing a sinister smile the whole time) Maccready changes into an outfit of all black and sneaks out in the dead of night. He makes contact with Jeanie May, and hands her a certain contract… Sole and the baby are sold for fifty caps and Maccready has a few free rounds of beer. 

Valentine:

After Sole essentially saved the commonwealth and beat the Institute threat, business had been slow. Upon hearing that Sole was with child, the lighbulb attached to his robo-head went off. 10 months pass and Sole had a perfectly healthy baby boy, whom she oddly named Shaun. For many days and many nights, the other companions would give Sole gifts and attention, leaving the old detective to collect rust in his office. He tented his metal fingers. “It’s time.”

(1 day later, 16:00) A flurry of footsteps is heard outside, and Nick wore a wry smile. Bells jingled as the door slammed open. Sole looked beside herself, in an unkempt state, and more manic than he’d ever seen her. “It’s Shaun! Nick… He’s-He’s gone!” She clenched his desk and let out a massive, eight wheeler, tractor trailer-size fart. “I can’t do this again Nick, I just can’t!!!” 

“Calm down Sole, it’s going to be alright. Thanks to my handy-dandy detective skills, we’re gonna get your boy back. For real this time.” That seemed to ease her anxiety, just a tad.

For many days and many nights they made fliers, and Nick’s business was more popular than ever before. He was able to afford an irradiated limousine, yacht, and robo-wife. Life was good. He finally decided he had acquired enough material goods, at least for now, to be satisfied.

Making sure no one was following him, he walked behind one of the houses in Sanctuary to the hidden bunker no one knew existed. Inside was baby shaun. The thought of her child not being lost after all, and right under Sole’s nose made him chuckle darkly with glee. That bitch.

Picking him up disgustedly, he began walking to the square of sanctuary only for a blur of color to appear in his peripheral vision. His orbs weren’t as strong as they used to be, and when he recognized what it was, it was too late. A deathclaw swallowed Shaun whole, burped, and walked away. 

Piper:

She knows there's a story here, there just has to be. Piper frets long hours of the night in front of her evil magic mirror, plotting a way to get publik occurrences on the world map.

Through extensive research and bribing Piper finds out that Sole has a serious disease from being cryogenically frozen and she will die soon. Piper waits until the baby turns 18 to announce in a tell all article that the baby has blood poisoning from their mothers cryogenic freezing.

She had been studying the effects on a human from birth ever since the baby was born, and now her research has made her millions of caps. She also adds that soles child has two days left to live and sips her wine from her pimp chalice with a smirk. 

Preston:

Preston decides to raise this baby just like he was raised, to protect and serve the minutemen. He tries to raise the baby with the best values he can, but soon shaun starts to act out. First its a stolen candy bar, then it’s vandalism. Preston has a good talk with them every time and he tries to reinstall those values, but shaun never listens.

One day shaun acts out again by leaving the kitchen door opened with the air conditioner on, and preston makes them go outside and count the flowers. 

Strong: 

Smashed the baby, killing it instantly.

X6: 

Sees this baby as an opportunity for the institute, which is quickly failing with no leader. He tracks down Edward Deegan, and forces him to hand over the mystery serum, which he reverse engineers into an aging serum.

One quiet night, he sneaks into Sole’s house and babynaps her child. “Welcome back, Father. My creator.” He says in a quiet prayer before injecting the child. It happens in a flash; where once there was a baby, there now was an old man.

The issue was, he still had the mind of a baby. X6 strangely did not consider this before carrying out this plan, and picked up old-man baby Shawn and set him back in his crib. Back to the drawing board, he thought.

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How would they react to Sole getting stuck in a glue trap?

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Fallout 4 Companions React to Sole Getting Stuck In A Glue Trap

Cait:

Her rock&roll lifestyle led her to see many glue trap related incidents. First she would attempt to pull them free, but then after about 2 minutes of effort she would give up. “Well, that’s what you get for stealin me lucky charms.” They both lay in defeat and pass a blunt back and forth, Cait having to hold it for Sole, until the sun rises.

Codsworth: 

Would scream in surprise at Sole’s unfortunate situation. “MUM! What happened?” Erratically, he would blast them with 20 bars of bursting pressure, the same powerful pressure of a firehose, in an attempt to free them. “If the sir were here to see this, he would be in shambles!” Many days and nights passed, and finally Sole was free, but chronically mangled, only to pass away in agony in Shaun’s crib.

Curie: 

Spanks them sexily and rewards them for being mothers naughty wastelander. 

Danse: 

“Well I’m a synth and you accepted me, so I guess I can accept you being part glue.” Danse says warmly with a smile. Unfortunately, actions spoke louder than words, and Danse began alienating sole, treating them as if they were a feral ghoul. Sole then began spiraling and doing more drugs with hancock ever before. If they were being treated like a ghoul, then they would become a ghoul. Danse heard the news and a single tear fell from his eye, and fell to his knees. Last night, hancock carried his glue ridden friend to the glowing sea so they could become a ghoul, only for the two to get hit by a car, a rarity in the wasteland, and died instantly.

Deacon:

Would assume it’s a wacky new trend all the commonwealth folk are into, and would bring his own glue trap from home. He sets it up next to sole’s glue trap and jumps into it belly-first, making a loud resounding SPLAT noise. Sole cannot believe their eyes and begins openly weeping, for the one ounce of hope they had of getting free was eradicated right before their very eyes, and instead was a slime covered bald man wielding sunglasses and a huge grin.

Hancock: 

He ties sole’s arms to one brahmin, and legs to another. At the peak of night, he fires off his shotgun into the sky, and though not usually a religious man, says a silent prayer. A CRACK! Noise sounds around the wasteland, and he couldn’t bear to look at the source of the noise: Sole’s freedom, or their demise? Instead, he picked a spot on the distant horizon, and began walking. Some say to this day, he still does.

MacCready: 

He has heard that gasoline will loosen the glue but after a few beers and a bad batch of cram he accidentally burns down the house with sole inside it. He watches the blaze of glory with an almost proud smile on his face

Valentine:

Nick had heard rumors on the street of the vanishing sticky dame, and had to find out for himself if they were true. Ellie laid sultrily on the desk; he wasn’t sure what was going on there. “So Nick, I thought maybe we could go to Takahashi’s, maybe grab a bite to eat?” Ignoring her and heading for the door, he tosses her 10 stacks of paperwork and she collapses on the ground. “Gotta job to do, seeya Ellie.” 

~

Years pass, and he just can’t seem to catch a break. He’s down to one last lead: and it takes him to the glowing sea. Almost all hope is lost, his spirits are down, and he’s almost given up until he steps in something, and it makes a squishing sound. Looking down, there is a giant human-sized glue trap, and a skeleton stuck to it. He takes off his fedora and gets down on one knee. “Swing low sweet chariots.” He whispers.

Piper:

She thinks being stuck in a glue trap is pretty good material for a story. She reports on sole and the glue trap daily for months and actually gathers a decent sized crowd who wait every week to hear about sole and the glue. Sole tries to escape but Piper covers them in more glue because she is blinded by her success. Piper writes an article after article and to this day settlers come from around the world to see sole, begging for help from the trap as Piper smiles on, adorned in expensive clothes and jewels. 

Preston:

In his effort to find Sole and warn them that their 15th settlement was taken over by radioactive mimes, he stumbled upon them in a dark room, 90% glue, 9% shame, and 1% sole survivor. Their time was running out, and he knew it, but so were the other 900 settlers he decided were their problem after 1 week of meeting them. A lightbulb popped up in his head, and after many days of toiling with Danse and his brotherhood connections, they had created a custom power armor suit that allowed sole to perform their duties while in the glue trap. All was well, he thought.

Strong: 

Picks up Sole and smashes them on the concrete ground until they are free.

X6: 

He can’t fathom the level of pathetic one has to be to get trapped in glue. He is disgusted beyond belief and decides sole doesn’t deserve the embarrassment of being alive any longer. “Count the ceiling tiles on your way to hell dumbass.” He says before shooting them in the head. 

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Companions React to Sole Hosting the Annual Commonwealth Fart-Off

Cait:

Becomes very aggressive and competitive when she enters the fart off. During the contest she begins to shove and punch other fartees while they’re trying to perform for the judges, and finally when it’s her turn to fart her hardest and loudest she scores very average and mediocre. (5/10)

Codsworth: 

Unfortunately cannot participate in the fart contest himself, as others argued he had the advantage of running on 100% pure gasoline. He quickly gets over this, and instead helps the contenders supply up on fuel for the contest by baking nutritious bean casserole, legume salads, and many other dairy-filled dishes. (0/10)

Curie: 

Does not understand the strange human custom of a fart-off. Thankfully to her new human body, she is allowed to participate, but she never once in her human life experienced the act of farting per-say. She spent a lot of late nights studying the act of farting, the scientific processes that occur, and how one may achieve the maximum blasting capacity the butt is capable of. Once on stage, she produces three quaint, tiny, chaste toots that don’t dazzle the judges, but do keep them entertained for a short while. (4/10)

Danse: 

Walks onto the stage quietly and self consciously. He clears his throat as he prepares to fart, but he is clearly nervous. Once he releases, the fart echos inside his power armor and sounds ten times as loud. The crowd is surprised and impressed. (8/10)

Deacon:

Deacon wishes the fart-off was his idea and spends many days preparing. He eats every can of beans in Sanctuary Hills. Deacon then spends each night leading up to the contest practicing, and the walls of his house shake as all the dirt-caked settlers hear him practicing. He spends the nights awake, staring at a crystal ball and contemplating the fart. When the day finally comes he is full of bravado and confidence and boasts to everyone around him about how he will have the strongest ass rip. He saunters on stage and points finger guns and the crowd. “Prepare to be blasted!” He says confidently. When he strikes a pose and farts, it is the most quiet and pathetic fart of them all. (0/10)

Hancock: 

Hancock is the most enthusiastic about the fart off. He takes a copious amount of drugs to prepare, but goes after Danse and he is worried he won’t measure up. Hancock stands on a stool to emphasize his power and tips his tricorn hat. However, from a night and day filled with hard drugs and cram he pushes too hard, and shits himself unceremoniously. The judges let out an audible disappointed sigh.They did give him an extra point for the flourish on dismount. (3/10)

MacCready: 

MacCready will do anything for caps, and he is promised a reward (without knowing about the fund to get Hancock a new pair of pants.) He used to have fart-offs in little lamplight all the time but he had never won before, and this was a deep traumatic wound of his. If he did not win, he was nothing and would remain nothing. He walks on stage and raises his arms and produces the most impressive fart anyone in the commonwealth has ever heard. It blows everyone’s hair back and the audience gasps. However, no one had expected foul play. As he was leaving the stage, a strange THUNK! noise sounded out, and something fell from his pants pocket. MacCready snuck in a megaphone in his pants, which magnified his farts like speakers. Performance enhancers is an automatic disqualification. (0/10)

Valentine:

Was in the middle of solving a cold case when Sole prospected the idea of him participating in the fart-off. He peered over his papers and locked eyes with Sole. “That sounds fun and all, but I’m this close to solving this case. Besides, I don’t think I have the, uhh… Proper machinery for that sort of thing.” Sole lunged over his desk and tore the papers from his hands, throwing vitally important papers and files into the fireplace. “Now you have to go. Come on, Nick!” He begrudgingly went to the fart-off, a pout on his face the whole way there. When it was his turn, he let out a single digital-sounding toot, to which Sole’s smile fell to a frown. She took off her “Nick is #1” foam finger and silently hid it under the desk. (1/10)

Piper:

She is excited about the fart-off and she wants to write an article about it for Publick Occurrences, but when she shows up excitedly to the match she’s kept at the gate by security. “No reporters unless you’re participating.” Piper seethes at being kept out and grabs every box of Salisbury Steak she can find. Piper downs the fuel and charges on stage. “This is for the Commonwealth!” She yells, and promptly vomits on stage. While impressive, it was also not the point of the competition. (6/10)

Preston:

Doesn’t love the idea, but he will do anything to help the settlers and Sole lies to him and says all the proceeds will go towards building new settlements, (when the caps are really going towards buying hancock a new pair of pants.) He goes up on stage with the support of the minutemen, but doesn't put any time into preparing at all. His fart was subpar at best and that was being nice. (2/10) 

Strong: 

Dozens of settlers bet hundreds of caps on him to be the back-to-back crown champion of the fart off. He had won last year’s competition, and the one before as well. The crowd all watched with bated breath as the Super Mutant lumbered onto stage, unaware of how much money was riding on his fart quality and success. He stood before the judges and started to squat, as was per his stratagem. He strained and screamed, all muscles tensing in unison, but the unexpected happened. A loud BURP! resounded throughout the auditorium, and the crowd started throwing tickets on the ground and screamed and hollered. “That’s my whole month’s pay down the drain!” Maccready cried. (0/10)

X6: 

Everyone knew X6-88 was a force to be reckoned with. In Sanctuary, the settlers would part for him to pass, like a sea. It was the end of the day and everyone was wrapping up for the night. He was the last contestant, and the settlers started dissipating from the bleachers. As he stepped up on stage, they stopped at the exit just to catch of a glimpse of this Courser possibly floundering. Possibly showing that he is weaker than humans in one single way. As he stood on stage, hands behind his back, It started with low vibrations. The water in Sole’s cup started shaking, threatening to spill. The judges had to brace themselves to not get blown away. Then came the sound. The loudest, most ear-shattering fart sounded out from the Courser’s britches. His duster flew back patriotically like the American flag flying in the wind. Sole started crying and put one hand over her heart and started to recite the Pledge of Allegiance. Only after 30 seconds did the fart quiet. The judges all stood up and clapped, tears streaming down their eyes. They attempted to compliment him, but they had all gone deaf. X6-88 adjusted his sunglasses and stood proudly, satisfied that he had asserted his dominance over mankind. (10/10)

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Fallout 4 Companions React to Sole Asking Them to Punish Her

Cait:

Suggests that she and Sole take some Jet together. When Sole isn’t looking Cait replaces the Jet with chili powder which Sole sucks into their lungs with gumption. Sole spends the next two weeks in emergency care and their lungs are never the same again, however Cait gets a real kick out of it. 

Codsworth:

Admits he’s always felt that they’re a bad parent and a whore. Tells them they have two working hands and too much free time and could have trimmed their own hedges and body hair without him doing it for them. 

Curie:

Spends the night teasing and tormenting them sexually for how naughty they’ve been. Spanks them sexily and makes them promise to be good for mommy in the future. 

Danse:

Denies them food and water for two days. 

Deacon:

When they are walking together to the next dead drop Deacon suddenly sticks out a foot and trips Sole. Sole falls hard and suddenly, however Deacon made the mistake of tripping them near a cliff. Gravity does it’s worst and Sole goes tumbling down the side of the mountain like a bouncy ball. All that can be heard are the cracking of their bones and skull until they disappear into the dark chasm. From above it sounds like a hungry deathclaw may have found their remains and taken them back from whence they came. Deacon looks down at the abyss and places another pair of sunglasses over his sunglasses. “Well,” He said with a sigh. “THAT just happened!” 

Hancock:

Immediately takes off his belt and tells her to bend over on his mayoral desk. “This will probably hurt, a lot.” He says gruffly. Loud SLAPS! And BANGS! Are heard from his office. The two ghoul guards grimly look at each other, hoping to not get anything he’s dishing out. By the time he’s finished they’re too sore to sit down and glumly leaves his office, both palms cradling their ass.

MacCready:

Brings sole to the middle of nowhere. He only brought a shovel and a backpack. Silently, Sole helps him dig a giant square pit, 20 ft deep and wide. As they’re turning to ask MacCready what this is all for, he kicks them in the pit and Sole gets the wind knocked out of them, only to feel hundreds of snakes getting thrown into the pit by the man himself. Snakes on top of snakes cover their form, creating a writhing ocean of the reptiles. Sole was never heard from again.

Valentine:

Gets Sole secluded in an interrogation room and attaches live wires to their nipples. Nick then conducts a lengthy interview about where they were from, how they got here, and what Sole’s intentions were. He never fully believed their ‘frozen in cryostasis’ story, and the whole thing smelled of a Commie plot to get the Pinkos back in office. 

Piper:

Invites Sole over to help her with the next big break in a case she was working on. Nat joins them in the room and looks over to Piper excitedly. Sole smiles, wondering what she’s so excited about. “What, what’s going on?” Piper grumbled and quietly growled at her sister. “Don’t blow this Nat.” Quickly her smile reappeared on her face, but Sole was unnerved by how unnatural it looked. “Come into this back room, I want to show you something Blue.” Sole followed behind her and was met with a giant printing press machine. It easily could’ve been worth $10,000 caps. They whistled. “Impressive hunk of machinery, Piper. What’s it for?” Piper squinted her eyes. “This. NOW NAT!” All at once, Piper grabbed Sole by the shoulders and threw their body into the machine. Nat pressed the big red button that turned it on. It arose from its slumber, gears cranking loudly, and as its powerful dangerous metal arms pressed ink onto the papers within it, it treated Sole’s body as another sheet of newspaper. They quickly became flat stanley, and were never heard from again. Though, next time you’re reading public occurrences, do look a little closer at the page, and see if it blinks back…

Preston:

He says a settlement needs Sole’s help once again, but this journey would be a bit more treacherous than Sole is used to. Together they both get into Power Armor and make their way to the Glowing Sea. “How are settlers alive all the way out here?” Sole asks. “They’re not.” Preston’s voice says from behind her. Suddenly the lights shut off in their power armor, and many warnings sound off inside her suit. “What’s happening! What are you doing?” Preston pulled the fusion core from its place then walked out in front of her wielding it, tossing it a bit in his hand with a smirk. “I warned you general. I warned you about those settlers that needed your help, over, and over. And you just wouldn’t listen.” His voice sounded angry, and defeated. The effects of the radiation were almost immediate to Sole as it seeped into their unworking suit, and after 2 minutes, they were gone.

Strong:

Climbs to the top of Trinity Tower, Sole in hand, and perches at the top like King Kong. After a couple minutes he flings them like a football, scoring the winning goal.

X6:

Walks away and is gone for a day. When Sole sees him again he is building a large structure out of wood. Sole realizes it is a large cross, and before they speak he clubs them in the head with a champagne bottle. Sole wakes up crucified on the cross and is left up there for a couple days while X6 smirks and watches while drinking a big gulp.

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FO4 Companions React to Sole Keeping Her Tapeworm Because it's Her Bodily Autonomy

Cait:

The day Sole broke the news to Cait that she was eating for two, Cait seemed confused at first, but then agreed with her decision completely. Those who were in qualms about Sole’s opinion reminded her of Tommy back at the Combat Zone whenever she would pop a mentat or two. He’d always offhandedly snark ‘That’s stuff’l kill ya, Cait’, to which she’d remark “So could a feral deathclaw round’ the corner the second you step outside! Live a little Tommy!” 

Codsworth: 

Asks Sole if they could repeat that? After much explaining, pauses, and finger snapping, Codsworth seemed to be broken from his trance, only to bellow out long mechanic weeps and cries. “If the Hubby/Mrs could see this right now, they would be heartbroken!” Sole knelt down, attempting to console their robot butler and explained it was all going to be ok; that this was their choice and if things got too bad, they would definitely seek medical help. That seemed to quell the tears and reduce them to robo-sniffles here and there. “I-If you’re sure…” ‘I am’ Sole says, beaming.

Curie: 

Immediately gasps in shock and leads them to the nearest med clinic. She tells Sole the importance of being parasite-free in an already dangerous wasteland. As Sole is bent over in a hospital gown getting purified water pumped at 120 horsepower up there, Curie distracts Sole by recalling an interesting tale of her work at a human spay and neuter clinic.

Danse: 

Makes a disgusted face, and takes a few steps to the left in his Power Armor. Sole explains how it is a matter of bodily autonomy, and how it’s not contagious, no matter how gnarly it sounds. Danse simply nods and his finger itches towards his laser rifle, then in one quick moment he opens fire, rounds shooting through Sole’s body and lodging into the metal shack wall behind them. “Godless heathen. The brotherhood would never allow such filth.” He spits at Sole lifeless body. 

Deacon:

“I know a way to fix that!” Deacon said proudly, sunglasses glistening in the afternoon sun. He himself was full of worms, and used them for spying. “Go ahead and pull down those jorts.” Sole raises an eyebrow at this, but they trust their good friend Deacon and do as he suggested. After all, they wouldn’t have the flexibility or willpower to get the tube up there themselves. After some straining the tube enters their back barn door.

“Wowza! That’s a strange sensation!” Sole exclaimed. “Hold onto something steady,” Deacon said cautiously, the liquid tube dispenser in hand. “You’re going to need something to ground yourself when I squeeze this tube into your rectum. You have to hold the liquid in your backyard downtown zone for as long as possible. Once it’s in there you’re going to want to shit yourself into next week asap, but you have to hold it for as long as you can stand.”

The tube Deacon held was clearly pre-war tech and was pulled from a box that was dusty and faded. A woman with a stay-at-home mom nuclear bomb haircut with a big smile and a thumbs up was pasted on the front. Sole grasped a car bumper tightly in their hands and braced themselves. “Okay. Do your worst.” Deacon squeezed the tube and the igniting liquid whooshed up into Sole’s secret tube.

“FUUUUUUUUUCK!” Sole screamed, loud enough to wake the entire settlement. “Hold it in, bitch!” Deacon shouted with encouragement and pumped a fist in the air. “Every particle of my being wants to shit!” Sole screamed, holding their ass shut. Deacon looked at his watch and counted down with his fingers.

“Okay, Sole! Go!” He shouted and pointed to the nearby hole they dug in the dirt. Sole duck waddled as fast as humanly possible, holding their ass closed as sweat beaded down their face.

They could feel the inner workings of their ass growling and howling for mercy. There was an enraged beast inside them, approaching doom looming over them. They rounded the corner to the hole, where Hancock was already squatting, his pants around his ankles! “Occupied, sister/brother!” 

Hancock: 

Doesn’t even bat an eye, perhaps because he’s supportive of Sole’s decisions or perhaps he’s high as a kite and sees Sole as one giant worm anyway. They proceed to get zonked out of their minds all night, arguing over what the worm will be named, what college it will go to, and how many kids it will have. Fahrenheit occasionally interrupts them due to being too loud, to which the mayor simply reasserts his mayoral rights, and recites the United States Constitution all while standing on a coffee table and falls into Sole’s arms bridal style.

MacCready: 

Side eyes Sole after they recall their tale, and states he should now be getting paid twice as much as he now has two employers. He also tries to bargain the tapeworm off of Sole’s body to sell it on the black market which angers Sole as it’s their decision to keep it, and to be honest they kind of grew fond of the little guy.

Valentine:

The detective side of his brain wants to know how the tapeworm got there in the first place, and how to stop Sole from infecting themselves with more in the future. He finds later on with his investigative skills that they gave themself the tapeworm to slim down their figure. Nick places a comforting hand on their shoulder as they cry in the rain when he confronts them. “You’ll always be a fine piece of ass in my book, worms or no worms.” He says tenderly. 

Piper:

When Piper finds out that Sole will be keeping their tapeworm she is confused. At first she thought they’d be heading straight for the docs office and getting that thing flushed out. However Sole is firm in their decision and that it's their worms, their body. Piper can’t quite argue with that. She ends up writing news stories about Sole and their worm companion, until Sole slowly withers away. 

Preston:

Doesn’t know what a tapeworm is. He has his own case of ringworm however, and once the settlements are taken care of they wrestle leisurely and pass the worms back and forth. 

Strong: 

“I TOO HAVE WORM!” Is all he says, and he doesn’t bring it up for the rest of the year.

X6: 

Says nothing at first, just stares blankly until one night he offers Sole a coffee. Sole drinks the coffee and spends the rest of the night vomiting and shitting blood until they are tapeworm free. X6 smiles proudly from afar as they are rushed to a medic.