Bored. Cywren was bored. Her, Timebomb, and Quasar had been walking for days. They were almost ready to turn around and head home when they found an old shack with a caravan leaving it. The group wandered into the house. "Hello?" Cywren asked as she opened the door. "Oh, yes, hello?" Said an elderly voice coming from inside. "Hi. I'm Cywren. I heard you talking to that caravan. Something about a violin?" She asked. "Oh, yes. My old violin is broken." Agatha replied. She continued on about how there was a violin in vault 92. Cywren, being the kind soul that she is, gladly accepted the offer. If only she knew what she was signing up for
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Which way? - A Fallout Tale
FanfictionWhen a simple errand for an old lady turns into a hell-like maze of catacombs, Cywren, Quesar, and Timebomb must find their way out of Vault 92. Characters: Cywren Timebomb Quesar Agatha Copper Sarah Bryan I apologize for the extremely short cha...
