One night Captain came back and screamed at me. "SNIPPY! You can teleport!"
"No. I can't," I said. I went back to my task of staring at the wall.
"But you can!" Captain insisted. "I just saw you out there! Yet here you are." The Captain looked at me sideways. "All this time, my snippy sniper was a master of time and space."
Yeah, no. We hiked out and there was someone who had a similar coat and gas mask. But they weren't ME. For one thing, they were--
"A girl!" said Engie.
"Snippies aren't girls," Pilot said with a diffident sniff.
She was holding a makeshift weapon and looked about ready to club us all. She'd already been verbally abused by the Captain, apparently, and now there was--as far as she was concerned--a whole gang of Wastelanders ready to steal from her or worse.
Captain introduced himself with his usual flamboyant flair. "I am the fearless Captain, and these are my minions. I bid you, Girl Snippy, to join our ranks, and fulfill your destiny as a soldier of Captania."
"My name isn't Girl Snippy!" she said. "My name is--"
"Come along, Girl Snippy," Captain said as he waved her back to our hideout. "I've been in need of another Snippy. This one is slow and lazy, and lacking a delicate grace I admire in my minions."
"Thank you, Captain," said Pilot.
So yeah, now I have a partner to go with me on missions. I don't know her real name. But she seems nice.
And she's not a crazy troll or a psychotic sycophant.
(Inspired by the girl cosplaying as Snippy, and the photo of female! Snippy with male!Snippy. Can be found here: [link]