Journal title: Sidetracked
January 15. Took a few extra days to get to Goodneighbor, as when we passed through Concord, I was stopped by that bother hood of steel chick who said
"We never thought you'd show up. Thank you come inside... wait can he, wait out here?"
Nope! Hancock comes with me. When we entered Dance, and that other dude who was hurt pulled their guns on Hancock and asked
"What is that thing doing here?"
"Dogmeat isn't a thing; he's just a lost puppy" is the first joke Hancock has made in a few days, so I laughed at that and told the BOS if they still wanted my help, he would come with me. If not, oh well. Danse said he would not work with
"That creature," so I flipped him off and said have a good life before turning heel and leaving. Hancock specifically (especially right now) is a dickwad, but there is nothing wrong with ghouls, and I refuse to work with a group that treats them as lesser. Why I hardly visit Diamond city nowadays. The ghouls in my settlement have been nothing but pleasant and helpful. That snide remark turkey bacon made to the BOS was the last joke he said during our trip. He didn't even make any sexual innuendos like I've come to expect from him. I tried telling him he could talk to me that if we were going to keep traveling together, we needed to talk about things, and all he said was
"Yea, talk because you know how to do that, miss. "I'm afraid of being underground" When you want to be honest, I'll be honest. Till then fuck right off."
Fucking man, child. I've no clue what he is talking about. But whatever, I assumed whatever stick was up his ass would go away on its own... It did not. As soon as we got to GoodNeighbor, he said
"Thanks for the escort, see you never."
I'm sorry, what? What the fuck is his problem? I've been nothing but nice since he saved my ass.
I gave him my office to use as he pleased after I got up. You know what? We're expecting a snowstorm, and I don't feel like walking through it alone. So I'm a be in town for a few days. We need to have a chat whether he likes it or not. He doesn't want to travel with me anymore? Fine, but I want to know the reason.
Audio Log 1/18/2288
Initializing
Program running
Time: 9:10 AM
Detected voices: Hancock, John. Gibson, Callie. Error, Unknown
Unknown: He said no Callie
Callie: Fahrenheit, let me in
9:13 AM registered voice: Fahrenheit
Fahrenheit: The boss said no, so no
Callie: HANCOCK, you man child, get out here.
9:16 AM audio detected. Error sound is muffled unable to add to log
Callie: No, stop being a child, you dried up piece of turkey bacon. Things were fine till I woke up in Starlight
Fahrenheit: Will you just leave?
John: Buzz off
Callie: You don't want to travel with me, fine. But this overreaction to me having a fear response is bullshit. I know something is up, and there's a better reason than just "I'm Mayor Hancock, the biggest jackass in the wealth' "
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