Not a small box, but a wooden blue box with a light on top that seemed barely big enough to fit maybe two to four people. There, just standing so out of place in the wasteland, was a blue box. He stopped when he got over the hill and saw what his dog was running towards. 'Dogmeat! What's wrong boy?' Albert asked as he ran after him. Suddenly, Dogmeat began to bark and dashed ahead of Albert. As he put the water away, he cursed whoever allow the water chip to end up broken like it had. Now, he would give anything to be part of the vault again, to be part of a community again.

As he did, he internally laughed at how he used to think it would be good to live outside of the vault. Like now for instance, though he had failed and was reluctantly heading back to the place he reluctantly called home.Īlbert took out a bottle of water, dirty obviously, and drank some to keep himself hydrated.

Why couldn't it be Max or Natalia? Why did he have to end up fighting those super mutants and do everything to save the day, only to end up exiled? Why did it have to be him? And the worst part is that despite being sent away because he poses a threat to how the vault was run, despite how hurt he had been, he always chose to stay as close to the vault as possible, only leaving when he searched for food or needed things. As he looked around at the desolate land that surrounded him, he wondered again why it had to be him who had to leave the vault and go on that mission. Albert Cole wondered through the wasteland, his loyal companion Dogmeat staying close to him.

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