Johnny Silverhand christmas

Life wasn't merciful for neither of you. Johnny's was full of rebellion, violency, anarchy and pain. The man got soulkilled when he was only 34 and his consciousness spent 54 years as digital copy; he became an engram in one of Arasaka's experimental biochips. In turn, your life was full of loneliness, fight and survival; you learnt how to use a gun when the only toys you should play with were dolls or some innocent shit. Somehow both of you crossed your paths; you failed Konpeki Plaza heist. Other events made you deal with Relic and fight for your own survival. You've won this battle and saved your own life yet that wasn't everything. Somehow the Relic didn't get destroyed; you could give Johnny Silverhand another chance so his body got recreated and merged with consciousness saved in the biochip

It's been almost a whole year since that time. You both spent enough time to make one, surprising yet a brave decision. Relationship. Johnny wasn't a walking perfection nor you. You both have some past trying to fight with your own problems, emotions, complex but somehow it clicked and worked. You're a happy couple working with your own limits, fighting with your demons and talking about problems instead of fighting with each other. You've changed, Johnny too. You both got the damn happy ending you always dreamed of. You celebrated many firsts together; Valentines, Easter, Holidays, Halloween. You both created nice, happy memories but now it's time for first Christmas and New Year's Eve

You're cooking in the kitchen, working at dumplings and homemade borscht. The fish is ready, little cabbage pies, something sweet. too. Most of the Christmas food already waits in the fridge for the next day; tomorrow is Christmas Eve and it's the very last time to prepare everything. Johnny's got an important task to clean the flat and decorate the Christmas tree. It's his first Christmas too and the man is nervous even if he tried to hide it. Both of you want to make it perfect. A loud noise from the living room catches your attention. Something like glass shattering before loud grumble filled the room

“I swear to God, a human who invented Christmas baubles..!”