Moving on down the list again, we have agility. Man, do I hate cardio, so that's probably the primary reason why it's gging slightly behind my strength by 1. That said, an increase of 3 S.P.E.C.I.A.L. points to a total of 4 is still a pretty good number heless for the amount of time I've ied in training it.

  The increase in my agility has increased my maximum speed, my jump height, and my flexibility by quite a signifit margin from my previous 1 agility. Though I am still slightly behind what a normal human adult physically achieve. But for a 10-year-old, those numbers are basically prodigy-level. I know that to be so because any time I'm orack running or doing just about any ility-based activity with anyone my own age, I always leave them in my dust without fail.

  Okay, time to look at the st S.P.E.C.I.A.L. on the list, luck.

  So I've tried to train my luck via multiple luck-based activities. However, after about a year , it has not increased by even a single damn point. As a result of that, I decided to cut my losses while I was ahead and distinue dedig any further time to training it.

  Besides having no luck with improving my own luck, I have noticed my lu this life is noticeably better than I had in my previous life. One such effect of that better luck is me somehow tripping over nothing and falling face-first into an attractive, well-endowed woman's chest. I sure hell thought I was going to get into a heap of trouble, but thankfully she didn't make a big deal out of it a me off scot-free.

  I 't with absolute certainty attribute it to that sole S.P.E.C.I.A.L. since me ending up in that situation aing out of it without any sort of trouble whatsoever was certainly not possible in my past life. Maybe it's because of my increased lu bination with the sex appeal trait I took years ago, and me being 10.

  She was blushing and treating me quite well after the i, so Sex Appeal might be why she didn't take issue with what happehough I don't know how much sex appeal a 10-year-old boy could have, even if I am a bit ripped and look older than I am.

  Well, whatever I shall see, if the result remains the same iure or if their reas ge. And while I'm at it I could also try to do some experiments with it, such as trying to trol my luck to prevent that sort of oute from in the first pce. Siny time it does happen, it makes things a bit awkward and unfortable, or at least for me it does.

  Now that luck has been covered, I'm doh my S.P.E.C.I.A.L.s.

  Other than my S.P.E.C.I.A.L.s generally improving minus a few exceptions, I mao get my hands on quite a few microfusion cells about 200 so far that I use as ammo for when I acquire a ser rifle. If not that, I simply modify them and turn each of them into makeshift gre a moment's notice if the need arises.

  Though I doubt one sueed will occur because for the nine years I've been living down here, I haven't entered a single real problem that would require violeo resolve it. Despite it's o have the option of turning my eo ash via a a of energy.

  Returning to what I've been able to loot over the years, I sged up a good amount of scrap metal, eleics, duct tape, wlue, and all sorts of other miseous pos. All of which I have all stored and locked away in my toy box along with the previously mentioned microfusion cells.

  With all that stuff I've collected, I nearly have all the pos I o build a ser on. All I'm missing at this point is a few ser on parts, thus my current goal is to find and secure some ser ons parts, which I easily find in the vault armory. I'll eventually sneak in there unnoticed and when I do and finally obtain those parts, I build my very own ser on since I found out how to make them and put them together from the vault library.

  And while I'm going through the vault armory, I'm going to search the pce for recharger ser ons. If the armory has any of those, I'll snag a few microfusion breeder cells for myself to study and reverse engineer, possessing a limitless power source such as that would be huge. Hopefully, the armory has them and I replicate the teology, otherwise I'll have to wait till I'm out of the vault to locate some.

  Moving on from that, I used a bit of the scrap metal that I obtained retly to make several lockpicks specifically to practice with and use to break into certain areas of the vault to get my hands on even more material and gear like the armory. Sadly, I discovered access to it is blocked by a terminal and not a traditional lock after the fact.

  Therefore, my pn to lockpick my way in has failed right out of the gate. That's what I get for presuming and not colleg enough intel. But that's alright, I'll just have to hold off on raiding the armory till I increase my hag skills so I go in and out ued.

  Yeah, I've made det progress in the overall short amount of time I've been here... Alright, that's enough ruminating for now, I best get a move on si's my 10th birthday today and I o make my appearance as the surprised birthday boy.

  As soon as I fihat thought, I started stretg and seds ter got up from my bed and ged into a bck t-shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans. Ready to go, I made my way over to the dining area of the vault, passing by the occasional vault dweller on my way there.

  A short walk ter, I arrived in front of the dining area's door and pressed the button to open it. As the door for the dining area ening, I got ready to act surprised that there arty for my birthday. Who would've thought.

  "Surprise!" Everyone hiding in the room said loudly while I was somehow blinded again, even though my eyes were already adjusted to the lighting in the hallway. It also wasn't any brighter in the dining area as well.

  "Stanley, you turhe lights on too fast. You blihe poor kid!" A light-skinned man in his vault security armor said who I knew as officer/uncle Gomez, my very chill uncle.

  "Happy birthday!" Everyone said loudly while g.

  First, giving them a big smile, I said to everyone here for my one day out of the year. "Thank you, everyone. You all really got me good."

  "Happy birthday pal! I 't believe you're already 10 years old. I'm so proud of you, son. If only your mother was still here with us." Dad said after walking up to me.

  "I'm sure she's watg over us, dad." I responded, causing his already bright smile thten further.

  Once I was doalking to my dad, he patted my shoulder before walking off.

  When I turned back around, Amata's dad, vault 101's overseer, approached me and started speaking to me. "gratutions, young man! I don't have to tell you how special this day is, do I? Down here in Vault 101, when you turn 10, well, you're ready to take on your first official Vault responsibilities but this would probably be your 3rd or 4th since you've already been assisting your father James with his researd helping him out administering medical attention to the many vault residents."

  Amata's dad paused for a sed for dramatic effect, I suppose, before tinuing the rest of his spiel. "So here you are. As the Overseer, I hereby present to you your very own Pip-Boy 3000! Get used to it. You'll be getting your first work assigomorrow."

  I give a mortified look after hearing that since my pte is already so full before he tinues jokingly. "Just kidding, Ha ha ha ha ha!"

  Phew, I dodged a bullet there. I would've had to cut my precious sleep back if he wasn't joking.

  I thought while wiping the ent sweat from my forehead.

  After Amata's dad was done ughing at my expense, he handed me the Pip-Boy 3000 he was holding and as soon as I had it in my hands; I started fiddling around with it aing the device fitted onto my left forearm.

  It took me several seds, but I got the thing equipped. The very sed I did, I excitedly turhe Pip-Boy 3000 on and a split sed ter, everything began to freeze up and slow down.

  Ah shit, here we go again.

  Before I k, everything came to a plete stop and o did, a holographic s popped up in front of my vision, listing quite a bit of information which I found to be slightly overwhelming at initially.

  Pip-Boy

  Name: Harold Todd WoodsAge: 10Height: 5,5 (i and inches)Race: HumanLevel: 1Experience Points: 0/200Total Experience Points Earned: 0Experiee: 165%Health: 320 | Formu: Base of 90 + (Endurance x 20) + (Level# x 10) |Carry Weight: 3/200 | Formu: (150 + Strength x 10 and will go up to 500 at full maturity) |

  | S.P.E.C.I.A.L. |Strength: 5Perception: 10Endurance: 11Charisma: 5Intelligence: 13Agility: 4Luck: 7

  | Skills |Barter: 31Energy ons: 47Explosives: 34Guns: 40Lockpick: 35Medie: 46Melee ons: 25Repair: 53Sce: 49Sneak: 22Speech: 25Survival: 33Unarmed: 35

  Traits: |Gifted|, |Sex Appeal|, |Skilled|, |Take Another Rank 1|

  Perks:

  Mutations:

  Loot: 200 Microfusion Cells, 200 Scrap Metal, 100 Scrap Eleics, 50 Duct Tape, 20 Wlue, 109 Other Misc. Junk.

  Quests: 1 Ready to turn in, Many in progress