#stronglearnrespect

“Oh boy...” Raul hoped to god this mutant wasn’t here to drag him away and force him to do something stupid like fix a toaster or their robot friend or something. He had the horrible reoccuring misfortune of getting kidnapped by supermutants or Nightkin.

“Look pal,” he began, taking the spoon out of the boiling pot of soup he was cooking to point it accusingly at the approaching greenskin, “If you want to kill me or something, you’re going to have to wait until I’m done eating, got it? I’ve gone all day without eating and I’d like to at least have a meal in me before I finally kick the bucket.”

They pick on me, save me