Cybomb One-Shots

Bad Habits

Inspired By: Rewatching Fallout Tale for the third time now and discovering that Timebomb smokes...

"Timebomb?!" Cywren yelled, stepping over the rocky debris of the Wasteland in D.C.

  Timebomb looked over at the screaming red head, cigarette on his lips as she glared at him in disappointment.

"What are you doing?" She asked with an eyebrow up.

"Smoking..." He said, staring at her in confusion as they both heard a car explode across the street.

"Do you know what smoking does to you?" She asked as he rolled his eyes.

"I know it's bad--"

"Then stop!" She yelped as he rolled his eyes.

"It's not that easy, Caster," He said, standing up and pacing around with his rifle in his left hand.

"That's not a good enough excuse..." She said, folding her arms over her chest while she gave him an upset look.

"And you think I'm gonna stop?" He asked as she nodded.

"I do, actually," She said, giving him a cold stare with her icy blue eyes.

"Of all the people that I had to have this conversation with it had to be you..." He muttered as she arched an eyebrow.

"Is that a bad thing?" She asked, staring at his brown eyes through the red-tinted goggles.

"Yeah... Because I can't punch you," He said as she smirked and shrugged.

"Scientists daughter... I know what happens to people who smoke..." She said, playing with the Jayhawk in her grip as she walked next to her companion.

"Oh really? Like what?" He asked as she smirked.

"Don't play that game with me..." She mumbled as he shrugged.

  She cracked her knuckles and popped her neck before stopping and looking at him.

"Asthma, Cancer, Diabetes, Heart Disease, Gingivitis, Vision Loss, Depression and Anxiety are only some of the issues that smoking can cause. You might suffer from lung failure and severe throat damage. Your heart and lungs will fade from a healthy pink to a burnt black. So... Stop," She said with a smirk as he stared at her in shock.

"How do you know all that?" He asked as she giggled.

"My dad gave Jonas the same lecture at least three times a day..." She said with a grin while looking at her feet with a sigh.

"But... Now Jonas is gone and reality came and disturbed Vault 101... And here I am," She muttered, looking at her Pip-Boy, avoiding eye contact with Timebomb.

  The sound of bullets hitting metal and explosions in the distance filled the silence between the two of them.

"Listen, Ginger. I'll try... But there are absolutely no promises..." He said as she tilted her head.

"Can I see you cigarettes?" She asked as he reluctantly placed the pack in her hands.

"Thank you..." She mumbled, throwing it up in the air, aiming her Jayhawk, and obliterating the pack.

"Hey!" He yelled as she smirked.

"You won't 'try'. You will do. You will stop. And I'll make you..." She mumbled as he rolled his eyes.

"Fine..." He grumbled as she smiled.

"There you go..." She said, turning around and finding Quasar. She smiled at the mutt, kneeling down and ruffling the dogs matted fur.

"Good boy," She said with a smile as Timebomb smiled at her and the dog.

"Let's go find your dad," Timebomb said, placing his hand on her shoulder as she looked up at him with a smile.

"Let's," She said as he threw his cigarette on the ground, reaching his hand out for her's as she accepted.

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