Cybomb One-Shots

Alternate Dimension (Pt. 1)

"Cywren, are you sure that this is a good idea?" Timebomb asked as I shrugged, looking at the main console of the TARDIS.

"I mean, we're both curious how this is gonna look, aren't we?" I asked as he nodded as I continued to flip switches and pull levers.

"But, I mean, what if it's not something we want to see? What if it's not as happy as we both think?" He asked as I finally pulled my glare away from the technology that I had been staring at for over ten minutes now. My eyes found his as I let out a deep breath I had been holding in.

"Then we don't let that effect the relationship we have now," I answered as he nodded, finally seeming a little on board with this plan.

"Alrighty, Red. Let's see what our future has in store," He spoke as I smiled, looking up at him and locking our hands as I pulled one final lever, making screeching noises and alarms blare.

"Um, Cy?" He asked as I opened my eyes, seeing red lights flashing and an alarm blaring.

"That's not good..." I whispered as we landed with a thud, both of us being forced to the ground, still death-gripping each other's hands.

"Hey! You alright?!" His voice yelled once everything stopped. I sat up and nodded, looking over at his worried hazel eyes.

"Yeah... Yeah I'm alright," I spoke, looking over at him as he smiled, pulling me up to my feet after he stood up.

"C'mon, let's see where we are," I spoke as he nodded, both of us walking out of the box.

Nothing looked different.

"Um? Are you sure we went anywhere?" Timebomb asked as I looked out farther in the land, then up at the sky. The sun hadn't moved or anything.

"I don't know..." I whispered, feeling him grab my hand as I began walking back towards Megaton.

"We're about to find out..." I mumbled, looking back at him as he nodded.

We entered the city that we had learned to call home.

"Howdy, Folks. Nice to see you're--" He froze as I did the same.

"Lukas Simms...?" I whispered in disbelief as his jaw fell.

"Do y'all have radiation poisoning? What's wrong?" He asked as I arched an eyebrow and looked over at Timebomb.

"Nothing's wrong," I answered as he shook his head.

"Oh, something's wrong," He answered as I opened my mouth to protest, but my shrilled voice came from somewhere else.

"Daddy! It's not fair!" My voice shouted, but? I didn't? Huh?

"It's okay, Sweetie. I can--" What is happening? He's dead.

"No!" My voice snapped, making me slightly jump.

"Timebomb...?" I whispered, seeing his light eyes staring at me with just as much confusion.

"Oh look who it is. Miss-Complains-A-Lot..." Timebomb's voice spoke, but his mouth never moved.

At the same time, we both tightened our grips on each other's hands, scared to death.