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Author's Note: Yeah, I dropped the other disclaimer, felt like a serious change of pace. Of seriousness. Unlike the last chapter which was actually rather silly. But then, that's why we love Portal, right? For all its jokes and meme-worthy qualities.
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Chapter 8: Internal Monologue
It seemed that the trip back to the Biotechnology wing was quite a bit shorter than it had been previously, the trio of travelers now having a better feel of the path before them. Besides the occasional 'ow' and complaint from Wheatley and Rick, it was a fairly quiet journey, even the Space Core keeping his ramblings to a low mumble. Despite Chell's previo
Portal 2: Won't Let You GoSeverance from the tainted chassi was so sudden and refreshing that the microsecond he was free, Wheatley was his old self again. Right as rain, save for the microsecond later of realization that he was being sucked into the vacuum of space just off the surface of the moon. It was in this moment that his growling demands for the test subject to let him go became a desperate plea for his dear companion Chell to hold to him tighter. Amazingly, she did just that, her fingers wrapped so firmly around his handles that her knuckles shone white through her skin.More Like This
"What are you doing?" GLaDOS interrupted, a metal claw holding to Chell's ankle and keeping them both in place. "Let go of that moron. He is not coming back here."
Chell defiantly pulled the trembling core against her chest.
Wheatley turned his optic to gaze at her, his pupil just a dot as terror--true terror--sparked across his circuits. How had things come down to this? He had just been so lonely, had just wanted to leave that Hell-