The Wasteland

Chapter Three

The sun glare peaked into my eyes as I woke up to a buzzing sound. I smeared some dirt on my face as I rubbed my eyes. As i strechted I yawned and looked in front of me, to my surprise this little robot looked at me crooked. It had alittle attachment on it's back that kept spinning. It made little noises here and there. I looked at my surroundings and was amazed by the beautiful trees I fell asleep under. But my gaze fell back on the little thing.. It was just watching me...

"He..Hello..?"

      It's eyes got wide and it retreated into itself. It looked like a weird cup.. I scooted over towards it and picked it up.

"It's ok... come back out..?"

It came back alittle and just looked at me nervously.

"It's okay, I'm no threat. Where did you come from little guy.?"

The little machine came out more and it made a noise.

"Ehhh."

We just held eye contact for a while, then I said.

"Uhhhhm.. well.. I don't have any clue how to speak robot.."

"Ehh.."The little robot got up and hopped off my lap and turned to face me.

"Ehh! I'm guessing that means I'm supposed to follow him. I stood to my feet and followed the robot. It wasn't very coordinated... It fell alot. Tripped alot. Whoever built this thing didn't do it wonderfully. Soon enough we came across a house and it had been poorly built, but it was enough to last the weather for awhile. The little robot walked up the stairs and excitedly screeched.

"EHH!" "Wi.Fi?! Is that you?"
I stepped back and covered my body with my arms tightly, and gazed towards the ground. A lenghty young man came out of the door and stopped to look at me.
"Wi.Fi? Who's your friend?"
"I'm Motley.."
'Nice to meet you Motley. I'm Draven. I enjoy long walks on the beach and if you steal my man I'll cut your throat."
"Note taken..."
 I just stood there for a minute to observe Draven, You could tell he was gay, his tight pants told the story. We are probably gonna get along great.
 "Come on Motley.. It's okay."
I climbed up the stairs to the little shack, but I second guessed my foot work and placed my feet back down in the dirt.
"Come on in, I have some clothes I think would fit you wonderfully."

Inside it was adorable but cluttered. You could tell it wasn't a perment home. I sat on the soft leather couch and ran my hands down the crease. It had been forever since I laid my hands on something so soft. Draven tossed a bag of clothes at me, and another, and another. "look in there, you are bound to like somethin."
 I opened the bags and swam through tons and tons of clothes. I pulled out shoes, coats, hats and pants, until I found what I needed. I put on a pair of black jeans, a white shirt and a kick ass pair of boots. We threw my slave rags away and I laid on the couch and closed my eyes.

        A couple of weeks have gone by and we had packed everything up and we needed to move. we were heading from Pittsburg to Nevada. My body gathered it's strength and I can't remember the last time I felt so good. I dug the toe of my boot in a circle and made a hole in the dirt as I waited for Draven.
 "Hey Motley? This your boyfriends?"
 He tossed me KIDDS ring as he walked down the stairs and laughed.
 "Ha! I'm just fucking with you. But really who's is that?"
 "The guy who inslaved me... When I was trying to get away he grabbed me and it slipped off his finger."
 "Damn... Probably worth a ton of money."
 I tucked the ring in my pocket and we started out on our path. Draven and I stumbled into a pre war town. and we tooke advantage of the "Services".

-Looting- Looting is when you go through old things to find thing of value.

We looted our way through three buildings until we made camp and decided to rest. In the morning I woke to an unfamiliar stench...