War Never Changes.... Except for When it Does.

“Shut your blasphemous mouth, you little gremlin.”

Joey is progressively bouncing closer to Riley. As she does so, you watch a centipede crawl out of her left nostril and into her hair.

“Fluffy is a wonderful dog at least he thinks he’s dog anyways she was once you’re moirail but now she’s your sister-in-law” he looks down to see riley poking away at her cousin

((🎵Its the most wonderful time of the year~!🎵 Hey bby!!!))

When Fallout answers the door, she is one hundred percent holding a shotgun up and pointing it at you. This is what you get for knocking like an asshole. Joey is standing slightly behind her, pointing her own gun. Plastic, and it looks like it’s not filled with water. You probably don’t want to know what Fallout put in that, honestly.

“Oh holy shit,” She lowers her gun and leans it next to the door as she realizes its one of her ABSOLUTE FAVORITE PEOPLE, “hey! Did you die again? It’s been a hot minute.”

“Hey! I mean, kind of? I did disappear off the face of the Earth once again didn’t I? That’s a pretty bad habit of mine.”

Voca peers around Fallout to see Joey, giving her a friendly wave despite her babbling threats. She is not as well-acquainted with Fallout’s other child compared to Bio, but she always develops those motherly (or in this case, aunt-ly?) urges for any of Fallout’s kids. 

“Hey kiddo!! You’ve gotten so big since I’ve last seen you. Mama let you have a gun, it seems! All grown up.”

She turns back to Fallout. It’s almost how abnormal how much she is smiling. 

Joey then spins the gun around to drink said apple juice, and toddles away, Fallout rolling her eyes after her kid.

“Of course!” She steps aside to let you inside, gesturing dramatically into her living room. “Come on in, make yourself comfortable. Do you want anything to drink?”

The living room is actually decent sized, with a couch and armchair, tv setup, a bookshelf with a bunch of old pictures, and an almost ridiculous amount of Joey’s toys strewn everywhere.

“Shut your blasphemous mouth, you little gremlin.”

Joey is progressively bouncing closer to Riley. As she does so, you watch a centipede crawl out of her left nostril and into her hair.

“Shut your blasphemous mouth, you little gremlin.”

Joey is bouncing in place, watching Riley with a huge grin, as Eliza casually picks a spider off Joey’s cheek.

Riley doesn’t remember much of anything with joey has they didn’t spend mich time together

Eliza chuckles and pats Joey on the head. Joey doesn’t really remember Riley either, she’s just excited that people her size exist.

“The outfit is a little... hmm...” You’re only now remembering Eliza’s thoughts on vault suits. She really doesn’t like them. “It’s cute. Kinda reminds me of you when you were little. The binkie is amazing though. Little on the nose, but I like it.”

“Shut your blasphemous mouth, you little gremlin.”

Joey is bouncing in place, watching Riley with a huge grin, as Eliza casually picks a spider off Joey’s cheek.

ultimate post-apoc siblings

“For fuck’s sake…” 

You can hear a shrill scream in the background, then Fallout yelling to “put that down right now! No, leave Riley alone!”

FF: Listen, I know I’m supposed to be cool aunt and everything but I can’t handle two children under the age of 5 at the same time.

Glass shatters in the background.

FF: What the fuck--

Joey: WHAT THE FUCK!!

“For fuck’s sake…” 

You can hear a shrill scream in the background, then Fallout yelling to “put that down right now! No, leave Riley alone!”

FF: Listen, I know I’m supposed to be cool aunt and everything but I can’t handle two children under the age of 5 at the same time.

Glass shatters in the background.