Vault-tec a company with more blood on it hands than any raider gang, for many in the Wasteland when they think of this name they think of the many Pre-War vaults that were made for the people of the old world to survive nuclear Armageddon however when it comes to these pre-war relics they were never meant to save anyone for vault-tech use these bomb shelters as a means to conduct inhumane social experiments often at times leaving them all inhabitable with nothing but the skeletal remains of the Vault dwellers
The Horror of Vault 22 is no exception, a vault that had the means to reseed the wasteland only to unleash horrors upon prospectors in search of pre-war relics but for the creatures that Vault-tec help make, it would be an attempt at a new home but will only be their grave.
Our story opens up, with the sound of fluffy’s screams and the howls of feral ghouls
“SKEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-{flesh ripping noice}”
“NU, SPECAL FWIEND”
“MAMA, MAMA, SABE BESTEST BA-{Flesh ripping noice}”
For a herd of Fluffy’s that found a place to call home Within the Ruins of what was once Los Vegas life was peaceful but like many things it must come to an end when a group of feral ghouls decided to take their home for themselves
“HEWAD FOLLOW SMARTY, WUN WAY FOM MUNSTA’S”
This smarty was Bomb a black and red main fluffy, he had made this herd when his daddy went forever sleepies after drinking some not-so-pretty tasting water.
Right now he was leading what was left of his herd with his chestnut-colored dummy poopy brother ‘Dummy’ from the scary not human monsters.
Bombs once mighty herd that had hundreds (was actually 15) of fluffies was now reduced to 6 fluffies not counting the babies yet, ( 3 males, 2 females, 7 babies, and 1 soon mama).
With their home gone this small group began to do what any other wastelander does when they lose their home, they wander from place to place Hoping for a place of their own.
“Bwudda, Dummy hab tummy hurties, pwease nee nummies, huhuhuh”
“Shadup Dummy, smarty hab tummy hurties too, dummy huhumans no gib nummies to smarty and herd”
For bombs herd they had made it to some of the human settlements scattered across the Mojave Wasteland, however, each time Bomb demanded that the humans give up their food to him and his herd they have either been scoffed at or worse shot at by the humans with their sorry sticks.
“Mama, baby nee milkies, why no gib milkies?”
“huhuhu, mama sowy babbhe no hab nummies to make milkies”
“Soon mama, nee nummies, for tummy babies no wan to be mama no moe”
“Pwase smarty find new homsies for fuffy”
“huhu, mama hoffies hab hurties pwease gib hugggies”
Bomb was starting to get angry from the constant complaining of his herd and his tummy hurty wasn’t exactly making it easy either he was so hungry that he was contemplating on making all the babies into Nummies as he was about to shout at his herd he felt something strange touches hoof.
Looking down he saw a green…well…he wasn’t sure what it was but it was green and it didn’t feel hard like the hard Gravelly ground of the Nevada desert.
You see here folks for many fluffies across the Nevada desert they don’t often have the chance of seeing real Greenery the only type of greenery they’ve only ever seen are the plants from Farmers from the NCR to some of the wild mutated plants that have been growing around the Nevada Wasteland but for Bomb here this is his first time seeing a lot of green time.
“Wook, herd smarty Bomb find new homsies fob fuffies, der am wits of nummies here, smarty bomb am bestest smarty eba!!!”
“Nummies? YAY, soon mama hab nummies for tummy babies”
“Smarty am bestest samrty no hab tummy hurties no moe”
“Babbhe do bestest dancies fob smarty”
Bombs herd was ecstatic with sheer happiness over the fact that they now had a new home with tons of Nummies so they never have to face tummy hurtys again however, for one fluffy he wasn’t paying attention to the plants around him he was looking at all the human signs that were near they’re supposed new home.
You see dummy wasn’t really a dummy he was both smart and cautious however due to the color of his fluff his family and the rest of the herd only saw him as a dummy however when he was very small when his daddy was still alive he saw all these strange human signs that were near the bad Wawa and it was after his daddy went forever Sleepy’s did he realize that those signs were trying to warn them not to drink the water.
Stay out!
The plants kill!
Although dummy couldn’t read he knew what scary things are and the signs were very scary.
"Bwuda, dummy nu wike new homsies to scwa-{a hoof to the face stops that line}
Bomb gives his brother sorry hoofsies before he’s able to voice concern
“Shadup dummy, Smarty am bestest smarty, dummy can stay if no wan new homsies den herd and bestest smarty bomb make homsies with no dummy”
Bomb leads the rest of the herd into the cave system with dummy crying on the floor and although he stays there for a while he reluctantly gets up and enters the cave system along with the rest of the herd had any of them learned how to read or understand numbers they would see the vault door painted with the numbers 22 upon the entrance.
Upon entering the vault The Herd is frightened by the decrepit entranceway of the vaults and although the Vault was able to provide green Nummies they didn’t like the entrance it wasn’t until one of the babies discovered an open ventilation system that leads to the rest of the vault
“Wook new homsies has doorsey for famwiy”
The vent was big enough for the herd to enter but for one it was a difficult task.
“Bu, what about soon mama and tummy babies?”
Bomb is once again annoyed by the soon mama and although he has to make up the numbers that he lost to the monsters he decides that this mama is no longer worth the trouble.
“dummy soon mama, smarty do nee dummy soon mama, smarty hab babies with oder effie mares, make smarty babies dummy”
Before bomb could enter the ventilation system his dummy brother makes his voice known.
“Bwuda, dummy stay with soon mama an bweing babies for herd”
For anyone else, they would have found it suspicious that the poopy fluffy would stay with a soon mama but with bomb, he just wanted to get inside his new home have some Nummies, and give some Effies to one of the mares so without any thought whatsoever he decides to allow his brother to stay with the soon mama
“fine, dummy can stay wit dummy soon mama, smarty and herd make new nesties now”
Bomb begins to enter the ventilation system and as soon as the smarty disappears from The Duo dummy begins to rub noses with the soon-mama
“Dummy, wub special fweind”
“soon-mama, wub special fweind tu”
You see folks dummy had been having special Huggies with this particular mayor with no name as he had been doing this behind his brother’s back for a long time as they say love finds itself in the most unusual places, especially in a fluffy herd and it would seem luck was on the side of dummy and his special friend.
Deep within Vault 22: Residential area
Bomb with a miraculous amount of luck was able to lead the rest of the herd to the residential area of Vault 22 and as such the herd began to make themselves at home with the fluffies beginning to numb on some of the greenery and the babies begin to play and explore their new home however what the herd didn’t know was that they were being watched.
“Babby spow, baby spow”
One of the foals, a baby blue-colored foal began to Explore his new home as he was exploring he noticed one of the bushes that gave the green Nummies that has heard was beginning to eat one of the plants had a pretty colored flower that he just had to go up to and make it into Nummies.
“Baby get bestest nummies for baby”
As the foal began to reach for the flower he noticed the bush the flower was in began to shake and the flower itself began to rise.
“hewwo, new fwe----”
Young Fluffy was not able to finish his sentence for the flower grew to tremendous size and devoured the foal before he could utter any other word.
It would be an hour before the herd would notice that the little foal went missing and upon noticing that the baby was gone his mother began to fear what happened to the little guy.
“Baby where baby go, pwease baby no pway hideze fowm mama, mama wuv baby”
Bomb began to get annoyed once again as the scared mumbling of his herd was making it difficult for him to have some of the green Nummies
“Shadup dummies, bomb habing gween nummies, no wan nocies”
“Pwease smarty hewp mama fine baby”
Bomb began to realize if he finds the baby then his herd would shut up and let him have green nummies and they could continue to settle in their new home.
“Fine, smarty and oder fuffies fine baby, mares stay wid babies”
bomb led what was left of the males to find the missing baby as they began to search for the baby the two males began to realize that their new home may have had humans in it and if it had humans in it where did the humans go.
“Smarty, dis am human homsies, where am humans?”
“Dummy, smarty bomb no wan humans in new smarty wand”
As they walked further into the vaults one of the male fluffies felt something wet touch his hoof and upon looking down he saw what it was Boo Boo juice.
“how am boo boo ju—”
Before the fluffy could finish she sentenced he felt something wet drip on his head and upon looking up he saw that it was a monster it was all green and it had only a nummy place and before the fluffy could even scream the thing chopped on his head and began to shake him all around as blood began to coat the walls along with bomb and the other male fluffy.
“SKEEEEEEEEEEEEEE WUN WAY SABE SMARTY!?!?!?!”
“HUHUHUH FUFFY NU AM NUMMIE AM FOB HUGGIES AND WUB!?!?!”
Running as far as their little legs could carry them along with making scaredy poopies and scaredy pee pees the two fluffies began to run back where the mamas were hoping to warn them of the monsters that were in their new home but as they rounded the corner the unnamed male is suddenly tackled by another Green Monster
“SKEEEEEEEE SMARTY SABE FU–”
Bomb refused to look back as the sound of tearing flesh and guts rang in his ears he ran as far as he could leaving behind a trail poopies left out of fear upon entering the area where the mamas were bombs slipped on something
“huhuhuh, wha twip smar-”
Bomb was unable to finish his sentence as the thing that tripped him turned out to be a foal or what he thought was a foal as it had some of the green Nummies spouting out from his belly and from what looked like brown stickies that they often found near dead trees coming out of his eyes as the little foal was covered in boo boo juice and scaredy poopies.
“wha happen to wittle ba-”
Before bomb could once again finish his sentence he looked upon the Carnage that happened to the rest of the herd all the babies had some of the green Nummies coming out from their bellies, to their see places, to even their poopy places as they were covered in both boo boo juice and tummy sketties and the same thing could be said to what happened to the mama as they had some of the green Nummies of their here places and their nummy places as it looked like they were in tremendous pain from the amount of green that was coming out of them.
“HUHUHU, BOMB NO WAN FOREVER SWEEPIES”
Looking around for a place to run to bomb saw the ventilation system that led them to this awful place realizing that it was his only way to escape.
“HUHUHU, PWEASE NO HUR-”
Before bomb could reach the exit his leggies are suddenly grabbed upon by Vines as they began to drag him further into the vault
“MAMA, DADDHE…BUWDA SABE BESTEST BABY!!!”
Bombs plea would go unanswered as he is dragged further into the vault the only noise left in the vile place were the sounds of a fluffy scream and the sound of tearing flesh.
Although Bomb would not get help, his screams would warn Dummy and his special friend of the dangers that their new home had
“Huhuhu, soon mama no wike scawy noicesy”
“Dummy, am wite new homsies hab Munsters, dummy take special fweind away from meany pwase”
Dummy began to roll his special friend out of the entrance of Vault 22 and although they would be the survivors of their herd they would get away unscathed for upon dummies special friend tummy and on the back of Dummy’s leg was a green fungus that began to slowly spread around the area of infection.
For humans, the fungus would have been a death sentence, but to a fluffy…well …Evolution works in mysterious ways
THE END?
I plan to do a sequel for this one shot I already have a name for it which I call mutation so stay tuned everyone and I hope my first abuse story is okay