A few other raiders joined Malcolm in pointing weapons their way, but it was already too late. They were in a stand-off.

A grin split Albert's face from ear to ear.

"Don't be a fucking moron, Shitboot!" said Malcolm, eyes wide as he aimed his rifle at him.

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"I'm sure you had your reasons."

"Maybe I did. But they seem stupid now. When I left, I think I was expecting to die. As far as any of them are concerned, I did. Yet, here I am, still waiting for it."

"You could always go back."

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"But then, after we were done, when I stepped outside, I was mobbed by four old ladies with knives and rolling pins in the fourth violent incident of the day.

No, really. They're apparently a very infamous local gang. They're called Maud's Muggers, AKA the Granny Gang.

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"You should move along." Shitboot breathed another puff of smoke. "Get out of Trespa while you still can. Even if Tedd doesn't sell you out, someone's gonna."

Albert grimaced.

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"Don't give me that." Sam Miller sneered. "You're hearty enough to walk the wasteland alone, and sharp enough to still be making money with a gun. You're more than capable of stirring up trouble, however old you say you are, and I ain't having it."

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Continued from part one.

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So Bethesda and Amazon released a new Fallout TV show. As a long time fan of games, who has written more than my fair share of Fallout fanfiction, this was relevant to my interests.

I did not like it.

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