Chapter 35: Letting Lose.

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The rad storm raged overhead, blanketing the wasteland with radiation. In the vault, everyone stayed inside, even Dante and Travis were inside.

"So, we heard you two are trying for another baby." Dante said as he sat down on the armchair in Aaron and Aphmau's room.

"Yeah, we are, that's why we came here, I was infertile." Aaron looked at Aphmau and smiled, grabbing her hand.

"Was? How did that happen?" Travis asked.

"Rad-Away, or at least a variation of it. It cleaned my system... painfully." He mumbled the last bit.

"The radiation made him sterile." Aphmau simplified, laughing at his angry expression.

"Hey!" He chuckled, it felt almost out of place.

"How long have you two gone without taking a break...?" Dante suddenly sounded worried, he felt the tension between them.

"Heh, you never take a break, not out there, you die if you do." Aaron said glumly.

"No, I mean, how long have you two been trying for this baby?" Dante asked again, with an even more worried expression.

"Eight months." Aaron replied, taking in the moment of silence.

"You two need to let lose." Travis piped up, having sudden fire in his eyes.

"Huh?" Travis suddenly grabbed both of them and ran out the door. Dante following slowly behind, shaking his head.

They sprinted through the hall and a ended up at the bar, where music was blaring loudly, and at least half of the people there were drunk.

"Uh, no, I just..." Aphmau stammered, remembering the last time they were here.

"Last time I got plastered, I really don't want to do that again." Aaron admitted, standing closer to the wall.

"Nonsense, you two need to let go, that stress isn't good for you." He pushed them together at a table and ordered two, very watered down drinks.

At this point they knew they couldn't get out of it, so they went with it. They tipped their drinks into their mouths.

And after only an hour, Aaron and Aphmau were really badly dancing on the dance floor.

They went back to their table and Aphmau giggled drunkly.

"You really can't dance, huh." She said, leaning into him with a smirk.

"I dunno what your talking about, I am a perfect dancer!" He yelled, being almost as loud as someone's drunk Asian uncle(Yeah, I have this uncle)

She giggled and hugged him loosely, pressing them both against the table. Aaron laughed and picked her up.

She screamed and he lifted her on his shoulder and started spinning, laughing.

"Ahh! No! Aaron, Let me go!" She yelled, also laughing. And he very suddenly let her off him.

He looked at her with steady eyes and a focused expression.

"I will never let you go..." he suddenly was very rough, pushing her against the black wall of the pub.

Surprised, but not scared, she gave him a look of confusion.

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