Adam slept very well that night, who would have guessed that the best beds in Chicago were in a Vault? Though Adam was not about to complain.
After taking a nice shower in his bathroom and then putting on the military uniform so he could throw his vault suit into the wash, he headed downstairs to grab some food from the cafeteria.
Eric was cooking this morning. He did not seem to be overly happy he was cooking but he did still seem more animated than he was in Naper so it was an improvement regardless.
The meal proved to be quite tasty and Adam enjoyed his food quite a bit. He was already feeling quite good about his choice to move back into the Vault. Free room, food, shower, washer and dryer, amenities, and so much more. When the Naper refugees go home the place will feel a lot more empty but for now it was the best of all worlds. Certainly he could see how all the folks who were fortunate enough to get into a vault had high expectations for post apocalyptic living. Things could have been much worse. He had seen it. If not for the experiments here the folks would have been able to live quite comfortably underground, safe from the radiation. However, as morbid as it was to think about, their loss is his gain.
Regardless, once his food was eaten he headed to the vault entrance to take Buddy into the maintenance room where he saw a bunch of tools, likely meant to be used to keep the vault running, but that would serve him well for fixing up Buddy.
Setting Buddy down on a table he began to pull away at his chassis and see what was broken inside and what could be salvaged. What he found more or less lined up with his expectations.
Buddy legs were almost entirely destroyed. Sure he could salvage some parts from the legs but no amount of tinkering on him would make any major difference. So Adam decided to simply remove his legs altogether. With some of the salvaged components from the legs he managed to get Buddy's arms back to full mobility and then worked on buffing out his chassis. It took him several hours to get this done but by the time he was Buddy was fully functional from the waist up. Adam, however, did not get rid of the old legs, they could be repaired if he gutted another protectron's legs. Normally it wouldn't matter, after all there was no difference between any of the protectron parts. However, since the people of Renaissance had turned him into a walking art project, it felt like he'd be doing both Buddy and those people a disservice by getting rid of the legs. So instead, for now, he simply stored them away, to be fixed up later.
Honestly, Buddy now was no different than a laser turret, with around the same firepower but less maneuverability. However, that was good enough for now. It's not like he had a spare protectron laying around.
Or that is what he would say if he didn't have the other protectron he found outside the Vault from the Chevron factory. Unfortunately that protectron was even less whole than Buddy now was. It was only the upper torso and head and one arm. It lacked any legs. The thought did occur to him to take the legs off the construction protectron and give them to Buddy, but that protectron finally had a job and if he took its legs it would truly be useless. At least as is, Buddy could still fight. Besides he had some ideas on how to make use of Buddy's firepower while remaining unable to move.
With Buddy as finished as much as he could fix him, he headed to grab the second protectron and do what repairs he could to that one. This one was a true mess, honestly the fact it still functioned at all, let alone made it to the Vault, was a minor miracle. Errors shown inside the dev console of the protectron led Adam to believe that it had lost the fight with the super mutants, badly, however due to so many errors it shut itself down rendering it inoperable. Since it was shut down, badly damaged, and in pieces, it was likely the super mutants had assumed they killed it. Which was a reasonable assumption. Then, after some time passed, the protectron rebooted, did not see the super mutants, and then assumed its next objective to head to the Vault. It really was a series of lucky coincidences. He would love to reward the protectron somehow for making it out alive but truthfully there was no way to fully repair it. Like Buddy he needed parts, something he lacked. He had an idea of how to get those replacement parts but that would have to wait until he finished dealing with this Famine problem.
Regardless, fixing this second protectron proved to take much longer than Buddy did. Buddy was damaged, however he was more or less fine otherwise. This protectron had issues down to its coding. It had created a lot of issues within its own code when it was forced to shutdown after taking a bunch of damage. Untangling the mess of coding that he found took the majority of his time. In fact it took most of the time that day. By the time the day was ending he had spent the entirety of it inside the maintenance room fixing the protectrons. But he was done. He left the room and grabbed a meal at the cafeteria ready to wind down the night with a little reading before he turned in.
After eating he headed into the library to actually see what was available and was a little surprised to see Eric in there. Adam was curious what he was reading but as soon as he walked in Eric quickly hid it away, noticing Adam. Clearly he did not want to be seen reading it. Was he reading something spicy? He could have just taken it to his room. Regardless Adam decided to let him read in peace and instead grabbed a book for himself to read before heading back to his room to read in bed.
He could have read the books from his personal library but most of the books in the office were not as interesting to him at the moment. Besides, having easy access to a library was a nice boon.
To even further spoil himself he then went on to turn on the TV in his room, watching an old pre-war movie while reading, enjoying the strange yet familiar sense of normalcy he had recreated in this metal hole in the ground. Eventually Adam went to sleep, the day over after spending all of it working on robots.