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She blinked, blearily taking in her surroundings as her senses came back to life. There was a chill in the early morning air, and thick, muffled winter silence filled the room.
Soft snoring could be heard from behind her, where her companion was curled up in a ball, lightly pressed against her back in an attempt to keep warm.
Chell smiled as she turned to see Wheatley snuggled up against her, sleeping soundly with a light smile on his face. Had he known that Chell was awake, or had Wheatley been awake himself, he would have scrambled away from her so quickly that he likely would have thrown himself off the bed. But he wasn't awake, and he was very, very close to her.
Earlier on in their relationship (aka after he had been thrown back into her nice quiet life by a sassy homicidal supercomputer), Wheatley would have received a hearty knuckle sandwich for being within ten feet of Chell, but, strangely, his
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"Oh. It's you."
The claws swept down from above, snatching the two. The test subject dropped her portal gun, gasped, and tried to grab it again. She missed. His arms were pinned to his sides, his whole body quaking. And She was awake, and She wasn't happy.
"It's been a long time. How have you been?" The human glared. "That's nice. I've been really busy being dead. You know, since you murdered me?"
"You did what?!"
She glanced guiltily at him, grimacing to herself, and mouthed, "Sorry."
He wished he could have shut up, but the floodgates had been opened, and all he could do was babble. "Oh god! We're going to die we're going to die! She's going to kill us, and we're going to die! Oh god, oh god, oh god" He continued like that, unable to think of anything else to say.
She nodded. "You know, the moron is right. As much as I love to test, hav