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"SING SONGS IN SPACE!!"
"What? Oh, I'm sorry, Mate, I guess I wasn't paying attention," Wheatley replied after being snapped out of his revelry by Space Core all but screaming in his face.
"New space song! You sing in space too!" the core cried.
"That's fine. But this time I get to choose."
As Wheatley began to think of a song choice his thoughts also entangled with ones of that unnamed test subject, of Nola, and of the woman he tried to save. He never found out what had happened to her for GlaDOS had caught him and after discovering he did nothing to stop the escapees, she had shut him down. Thinking of it now, he wondered if the machine had worked and, if it had, if she was happy being a core.
He could never erase his past, no matter how many mistakes he made or sadness he felt. All he could do was keep going and hope he improved as he
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After seeking the assistance of several coworkers, Nola was now cheerfully pushing Wheatley in a cart down the endless hallways of Aperture Laboratory.
"Nola? Quick question. Will it hurt?" he asked hesitantly.
"No, of course not, Wheatley. It won't hurt at all!" she replied "Are you really that nervous about it, love?"
"What, me? Nervous? Noooooooo," he awkwardly guffawed as he felt his wires cringe within him.
They continued in silence for a few moments until Wheatley heard a second pair of footsteps join them.
"Hey, Nola, if you don't mind I think I might join you," an obviously masculine voice said.
"Oh really, John, it's not necessary. He'll do just fine," Nola replied.
Wheatley realized that his cart had been suddenly stopped. He
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It had been a year since he had been forcibly removed from her body and shot into space and, surprisingly, Wheatley had not lost his mind. This was a considerable feat taking into account that his only companion was the Space Core. Aptly named, Wheatley had often thought to himself as he listened to the endless rambles about his joy of being in the outer limits.
In the beginning, though, it hadn't been quite as easy for he was in sore straits for someone to converse with. He had tried swapping interesting anecdotes with Space Core but it usually began and ended with both trying to talk over the other, Wheatley hopelessly annoyed and his companion hopelessly ignorant.
After these thwarted conversational attempts, the little core began to get the habit of talking less and thinking more. At first, he would usually muse about that unnamed test subject who had hooked him up to Glados's body. This would usually lead to his deep regr
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Whether or not he had frightened her into silence, Wheatley was glad for the lack of talking. He was very confused over how he felt but the one thing he felt most was sorrow for making Nola upset at him. The emotion increased when different scientists came in to attach him to the mainframe.
"I wonder what she's doing," Wheatley wondered aloud "I hope she's not too angry at me. What if she decides to never come back? What if she never eats dinner again because of me? Oh god, what if she goes on a robot killing spree and gets put away?!"
"SHUT UP ALREADY!," was his companion's reply.
Still, the weeks were starting to turn into months and Nola still hadn't returned.
"Do you think she would be proud that I'm still plugged in?" he questioned one day.
"No, but she's probably reeeeally happy that you're irritating the heck out of me," GlaDOS gro
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Wheatley soon became accustomed to having a flurry of scientists swarming in, asking him questions, taking notes, sometimes going to their little computers and running a few tests on him, and swarming out. He would usually try to talk to them but it seemed to him that they didn't really listen, they just continued with their tests and left.
The only one who would listen to him and actually talk back was Nola. He wished they would send her in more often, she was kinder and sweeter and always laughed, a sound which he grew to love. He supposed the other scientists didn't appreciate it as much because he heard them complain that it was too loud. He didn't know why they didn't enjoy hearing it, it was a hearty, musical sort of laugh but, then again, she seemed to be the only one who ever smiled.
"Miss Lynde, please report to chamber 259," a loudspeaker exclaimed above him.
Wheatley was happy. That mea
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For months after Nola's death, Wheatley found himself wishing he could cry like humans. It might've done something to relieve that awful pain reverberating throughout his small body, a pain that really had no source. He supposed he should've been angry at GlaDOS as well but his fear of her just hadn't receded enough to do that properly. Although she had ejected him from her mainframe and forced him to roam the lab using the management rail, he was still terribly frightened of her.
Of course, GlaDOS made it relatively easy to fear her for in the coming years, she proceeded to terrorize any new staff that tried to control her, take workers and their families hostage, and violently dismantle any robots that made her angry. Naturally, he hadn't expected anyone to try her on.
"What the heck is going on?!" GlaDOS snapped, sounding a good deal more perturbed then her usual state "Twenty-seven test subjects have come up missing in the
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It was dark. All darkness. Then a voice
"Just a minute, love, got to get your little eye open before you can see."
He didn't think he needed to see. The voice was just fine; it was sweet and lilting and lovely.
A zapping sound and then darkness turned to blurry images.
"Let there be light," the voice continued as he realized it was the blob that was talking to him "Now then, just a few more minor adjustments!"
The blob was now starting to get clearer.
"There you are! Welcome to the world."
The blob was a human. A female human. A woman. A woman who was pushing her face right in his eye.
"Well, how do you feel then? A little strange or maybe you're confused?"
Wheatley stared at her and s
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Yes, you know it was bound to come eventually. After all, he is a fan girl favorite. Anyway, I have a LOT to say about him, simply because he is the most textured and human (yes, even more then Chell) character in the game. Where to start? Well, as I played throughout the game I grew quite attached to him (putting myself into the position that during the testing I hadn't had any kind interaction, at all) and came to consider him as a comrade and companion during the grueling trial of escaping. Even so, some of the things he says throughout this first part do reveal that he has a sort of mild contempt and resentment for humans and is a bit selfish. Despite this, his transformation after the core transfer was so sudden and complete that even his mirth starts morphing into sadistic fit of laughter, followed soon after by vengeful transference of Glados into a potato. The fact that he reaches this boiling point after called a moron seems to indicate that he has some sort of infe
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Before they were cores:
IDS (Pendleton, Wheatley)/Portal 2 Electrician. Black hair. Bright blue eyes.
He's probably one of the most plain and average employees of Aperature, working twice as hard and trying to be as good as the rest. Normally he just did basic repairs and maintenance and due to his clumsiness and poor judgment, he was kept from working on the more crucial projects. When something doesn't work Wheatley resorts to the last tactic: hit it until it does. He's an electrician, not a hacker. Even if he claims to be one. Nearly fired on several occasions, Cave Johnson saw Wheatley's determination, and Cave couldn't help but think of himself and comparing to Black Mesa: Always feeling like you're a step behind the top dog. Finally, Cave gave Wheatley a choice to become something great, someone important, a chance to prove that the average guy can be just as valuable as anyone else. And when Wheatley agreed without a second thought, Cave k
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"I'm fine Oncie, Cindy was sick today, but I'm sure I didn't get it. Now let's hurry and get going. You know Helen has been looking forward to this. It's her first party that she gets to go to." Norma said as she stood up, only to fall forward instead.
"Woah!" Once-ler caught her before she fell, but she looked even worse now "That's it. Let me help you change and you are going to bed." Once-ler sat her on the bed while he got her pajamas.
"No, Helen has been looking forward to this for weeks. And I won't let her go with just you." Once-ler came back to the bed and helped her undress, changing her into the cotton pajamas.
"Don't worry, we aren't going now.
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Rose wandered into the TARDIS console room, bare foot and wrapped in a pink dressing gown. "Doctor." She walked up towards him as she spoke, dabbing at her wet hair with a towel. "I just want a warning, in five minutes are you gonna come running down the corridors shouting my name? 'Cause it's fine and all, I just want to know if I'm gonna get that gadget shoved in my face or find you dragging me out somewhere whilst my hair's still wet." He put whatever gadget he'd been sonicing down on the console and turned to face her, a look of awe on his face, words sticking in his throat. "What? Oh don't laugh! I've only just got out the shower."
"You look " He swallowed thickly. "You look beautiful."
It was a sight she'd seen many times, that familiar, loving expression, the warmth in his eyes and the words spoken with such sincerity that it took her breath away. But this time she was struck by a sudd
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Pairing: 10-2/Rose, one sided Mickey/Rose
Summary: What happened to Rose when the Doctor didn't exist?
"John!" Rose screams as the world shakes around her. Her husband is at her side in an instant, his eyes wide and terrified, his hair littered with bits of plaster and glass. A window nearby shatters, and they dive to the ground, him partly on top of her to shield her from the flying shards. She flinches involuntarily, turning to look at him, face pale and drawn with exhaustion.
"Rose," he says. "There's nothing I can do this " He swallows.
She wraps her arms around him, holding back a sob. The world shudders, and she can hear the building falling around them. They crawl toward the nearest available table and take refuge as the ceiling rains down around their heads. Nearby, the baby TARDIS is screaming in their minds, and it's more than enough to know what has caused this.
Somehow, the universe is ceasing to exist, and soon it will be their turn to disapp
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Instinctively, she nestled into him, resting her head on his chest. He knew he shouldn't, but he liked the feel of her hair tickling his chest and her bare arm draped over him. She didn't seem to mind either, but he attributed that to her tiredness.
This cuddling felt natural, something that happened after a particularly harrowing adventure. He wrapped his arms around her, gentle but fiercely protective. She shifted restlessly, and he brushed her hair off her face. "Rose? Are you okay?"
"Just needed to hear your hearts," she mumbled back. "To make sure you were still here."
She nodded into him.
He squeezed her tighter. "I'll always be okay as long as I have you."
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"Theodore Wiggins will you answer your mother when she calls you??" Mrs. Wiggins voice snapped from the kitchen, arched its way up through the house and bounced its way into Ted's bedroom.
"Ma, you just told me to do my homework!" he called back, turning away from his desk where some of his school books lay spread across like a carpet of text and pictures.
"I'm also calling you down here, so get your keister down here stat!" she shouted.
Groaning for all his suffering, Ted dragged himself away from his homework and made his way downstairs.
"You seen your Grammy anywhere?" Mrs. Wiggins asked as she stuck her head out from the kitchen. "I been lookin' for her and she's no where."
"Uh. I thought I heard her say something about heading into town?" Ted asked.
"What? So close to that Once-ler guy comin' over? I swear, I don't know where she keeps her marbles sometimes the way she carries on." Mrs. Wiggins rambled as she went back into the kitchen, "Anyway, Tedster, c'mo
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GLaDOS was displeased. Her unstoppable test subject was slowing down. The problem didn't seem to be physical; she had rested earlier, and her oxygen supply was laced with adrenal vapor. Judging by her past performance, she should have been able to keep going for several chambers, yet. Perhaps the trouble was psychological. Well, motivating a test subject to test was a science GLaDOS was well versed in.
"You seem to be slowing down, test subject. Is your weight finally getting the better of you?"
Chell ignored the AI, continuing her slow trek through the chamber.
Okay, so gentle taunts weren't working. Time for the guilt trip, if a murderer like her could even feel guilt.
"I know you can do better than this. Are you being deliberately antagonistic towards me? You're not just hurting me, you're holding back science. Is that what you want?"
Well, it wasn't as
Mother's Day MorningNorma enjoyed sleeping in. There was no question about it, sleeping in was a wonderful things for her. Being married to the most successful man in Greenville, a loving mother and owning a popular bookstore left her drained on some days, but getting to sleep in on the weekends with her husband was always a favorite. Except today. Something was wrong.Mother's Day Morning3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She normally woke up to her arms around him, one of his arms around her because he could never break the habit of sleeping like a dead log. Today though he wasn't there, just empty air where he normally would be. She wanted to get out of bed and look for her family, but then she heard something coming up the stairs. One was happy and small, jumping up and down and trying to be quiet with their footsteps, the other calm and heavy, but both very familiar to her.
"Come on now sprout, you need to be quieter or you'll wake your Ma up. We want this
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Norma could remember the first time she met Once-ler's family, on that balmy summer day all those years ago. It had been just like any other morning for her, she had awoken, gone through the usual morning routine of showering, getting dressed, and enjoying her breakfast. It was all so very ordinary, and mundane she could have cried. But, like every other day, what she looked forward to most after working in the local book store was heading out to the valley to visit Once-ler.
By that time of day she would normally find him doing his washing out by the stream, or pegging his laundry on the single line he stretched from his cottage to the nearest tree. On more than one occasion she had come in to find him chasing the bar-ba-loots who had stolen various items of clothing, in particular his underwear. It seemed as though one of them, named Pipsqueak, had taken a fondness to the heart covered underwear.
Why, though, she couldn't rightly understand but a bar-ba-loot's mind was a very tricky
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Unsurprisingly, this time around, Once-ler and Norma did not mess around when it came to their engagement. The last time they'd been engaged it had lasted years, thanks to Once-ler becoming wrapped up in his company. This time around though, there was no company for him to be pulled away by. It was funny that, in their youth, a wedding would have been an enormously huge affair. Now, though, both nearly eighty years old the two of them, they decided it to be an incredibly small affair.
There was a small guest list; ridiculously small. Of course there was Once-ler and Norma along with Helen and Ted. On top of that came Audrey and her parents, Brett and Chet (allowed to even stay the night at Helen's since she didn't want them in a car for hours on end), and of course Norma and Helen's friends. Since it was such a small gathering, Helen ended up making the wedding cake herself though she did call in some help for catering the rest of the meals.
"Stop fussin' Ma." Helen said as she fixed u
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Fluttershy sat in her house looking out into the garden. Small woodland creatures frolicked about as usual around a myriad of colorful flowers. It was the end of spring, and all the blooms were having their final hurrah. She sighed, she enjoyed these quiet moments in her house more than almost anything else. A cool breeze wafted in, it smelled pleasantly of spring. She inhaled deeply.
A large boom shattered the calm. Animals scattered in all directions to get away from it's source. Fluttershy looked around wildly in the confusion. Out of the sky a large blue something hurtled downwards.
She stared up in bewilderment before she realised where it was plummeting.
"Eeep!" she skidded backwards seconds before the thing crashed into the window, splintering the wood and sending various objects flying inwards. It was a blue box, above it the words "Police Public Call Box" sat in glowing letters. The double doors swung open. A brown stallion poked his head out.
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He had decided to walk back into town. Even if Ted insisted that he could ride his bike with Norma, the old man had refused. If he was about to meet his brothers again the last thing he wanted was to show up on that, since he may end up tripping over himself. He hadn't heard their conjoined laughter in over 42 years now, and he certainly didn't want to hear it now at his expense.
How old would they be now? Seventy three, at least yes seventy three. He would never have thought they would get this old, all of them, much less himself. He had once been so full of life, so full of spunk. Now he was slower on his feet than he'd care to admit, and the pains and aches in his joints made him sometimes so mad he'd just glare at the world and pout like a child.
Driving alongside him was Ted, Norma riding on the back.
"How'd they show up?" Once-ler asked as he walked, arms bent and swinging with purpose.
"I don't know," Ted explained. "I just got home and Ma had these two guys there. S