Nuka and Justin's dorm

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(nice start.......-.-")
(this is in Nuka's point of view)

'great, just great.' Nuka wimpered feeling the wall as a gaide to his dorm. 'number 34! remember that, k?' Nina's voice rang through his mind. Nuka was about to snap if he didn't feel eather a corner or a wall so- he cut short in his thoughts as he felt something warm and soft. "what the?"

"Uhhh, Hey!" Justin said, removing the hand that had bumped into his face. "Nice to meet ya." He said. "Lemme help ya with that." He guided Nuka's hand to the wall. "Here we are." Justin walked through the door that led to # 34. He almost dragged Nuka inside. "# 32 right?" He asked with a smile.

"ya," nuka laughed alittle imbearist, 'bad frist imprestion.' nuka moved his foot hitting wood, so placed his hand on it, asking "so who are you?"

Justin Yawned deeply, before saying, "Justin, yourself?" He rubbed his eyes quickly. He had been staying up too late watching chick flics.

"the names, Nuka." he said finding a soft taxture, 'a bed i hope' he moved his hand to make sure, 'yep.' he turned and sat down.

"So-." Justin yawned. "You like videogames?" He asked, but then heard what he said, and was ever so slightly embarrassed. "Uhh. Sorry."

"It's o.k. i'm use to it." nuka wazed his hand as if shewing away dust

"Wanna smoothie? Soda? you name it, this dorm's got it!" Justin walked over to a small bar-like table and looked at the mahcine behind it.

"no thanks i ju-" nuka cut short getting a big head ack. "ah bloody." nuka growled grabbing his head.

"Waz wrong??" Justin ran over. "You okay?"

"ya just my bloody, sister. carse her and her hipperness." nuka hissed between his teeth.

"Uhhh, want a danish, a roll, a muffin? Got s plenty of em'." He held out all of them. "PLEASE TAKE ONE!" He said quickly, "Or my brother will have a fit."

nuka looked like was going to lol, "your brother?" he stutered out trying not to laugh.

"Yeah, but you dont want to make him mad.. So sirree. You will be against the wall, raised off your feet, hanging by your underwear in no time." Justin rubbed his butt as if it had happend recently. "PLEASE take one... Please?"

"o.k," nuka randomly grabbed one, and tuke a small bite.

"THANK YOU SOO MUCH!" Justin smiled. Now his brother wouldnt give him an ultrawedgie. "PLEASE TELL ME IT IS GOOD!"

nuka chewed then swallowed, answering "he my what to add honey or something sweet to conteract the dryness."

"Oh no... Now youve done it..." Justin slowly moved awy from the door, as Spencer walked in casually. "You are named Nuka right?" His eyes were hidden behind thick sunglasses.

nuka nodded not sure where the voice was coming from.

Spencer grinned. "You also said my cooking wasn't perfect?" Spencer glanced at his brother, who was hiding behind a shelf.

"no cooking is perfect, all things can be improved. but you do have a good resapy, but apearintly you like it dry and not sweet. as to others." noka turned to the voice

SPencer growled. "My cooking is much better than anyones. Are you sure that is your final answer?"

nuka smirked, "your cooking is better then anyone, geass you never been to the country." nuka got up walking to a trash throwing the pastry in it.

Spencer held his breath as Nuka threw away the passtry. "So. First you insult my cooking.. Then you throw it away?" He slowly walked over to Nuka, and then stopped 3 feet from him. With one swift move, he punched him, and glared. Justin let out an eep of suprise as his brother had hit Nuka. "S-Spencer... P-Please dont do that..." Was all he managed to say. Spencer glared at Justin. "What?" He growled, and turned his attention back to Nuka.