The Atomic Classroom: A Fallout 4 Fan Fiction

1: The Dream

Darkness... Endless Pools of void, the eternal stars in the cosmos, faded away by Nuclear Destruction, White Pillars, A Giant Robot, An Explosion calling out to me, sam... Sam... SAM!

I Awoke with a Jump.

It was just a dream, a weird and terrifying dream. I looked out of my window and saw that the sun had already risen. I decided that today I would get up and start the day early.

Since I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep after that,especially not on the floor of a school bus

"Who needs a mattress anyway, the floor is perfectly fine."

I thought, grabbing my Baseball Bag and exitng the school bus, forcing the rusty door open.

I made my way out of the bus and jumped down onto the roof of the school, almost slipping on the morning dew on the roof. I eventually regained my balance, I was extra careful coming down the ladder on the side of the school this morning.

After years of living in a bus on top of a school in this city with only a first aid kit to keep me company I thought I would have gotten used to hights by now, nope, I'm still afraid of heights. Speaking of the city I counted myself as very lucky to be able to live in Diamond City, The most beautiful mess in the entire commonwealth, and the safest,

I used to hear stories about a place where people could have a sanctuary, protected by Minutemen, where the grass was a bright green instead of a disgusting shade of brown and orange, where the trees would bloom instead of shrivel and die. But I knew that there was no place in the wasteland that could be that great, this "Sanctuary Hills" seemed more like a raider trap to me.

I went Where I always did, I knew what I wanted before I went there. I Stopped at the Center of the market. Just spoke to Takahashi, I said yes and I got a bowl of noodles for only 16 caps.

The Dugout Inn is  is the most dangerous part of diamond City which is all the Adventure I get,  people from all walks of life end up at the Dugout, and although I'm not the talking type I am a good listener.

Hearing conversations  is almost as good as taking part in them.

I went in the Dug out and let out a loud sigh, Hou Sun,  degenerate brother of Diamond City's Chief doctor I could smell the chems when I walked in, undoubtedly his,

" Look what the Cat Dragged In" He sneered

"Look what the dog left on the carpet" I jolted back

"What would you" He half-asked

"The usual"'

I sat down at the nearest table nursing my Nuka Cola, I never like sitting near the couches, I had more interest in the conversations that people didn't want to share, maybe I could sell some more secrets to Publick Occurrences.

I don't have to pay rent since I technically don't live in a house, but all humans need food to survive, and I don't like having an empty stomach Hawthorne was probably talking about some new ruin he has discovered or some Monster He had "Bravely Fought" Like in those Pre-war "Fairy Tails"

I Tipped back the Drink, Expecting An Average Day In Diamond City

What Happened Next Was Anything But,

A Warm Hand Grabbed my Arm