paradisa | 1/007: Over and Over [CORRUPTION AT 8%] Dated to 3 days after prince/princess event.

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CC:

Will you stop going through my things? It's not alright, and not...not to mention, I can't keep my own notes in my room! I'd-I'd appreciate it if you just went off and go be curious somewhere else. Preferably far away from me.

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CHELL:

[This one took a while to get him to do. He didn't want to speak to that crazy woman, but it was better if he just got it over and done with. She'd figure it out sooner or later, and he NEEDED to have her on his side when this entire Glados thing went down.]

Uh, hello? Hello can you hear me? Anyway, Hi... I-I'm sure you remember me? Wheatley? You- you stole my cake and destroyed my room? Does- does that ring any bells? Maybe? Anyway- uh, remember that... uh... conversation we had? Earlier? Maybe, about... about her?

Well she's here love.
She's here.

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GLaDOS:

Alright- alright... I admit that we may have not have seen eye to eye in our last encounter. And... and that could be for an array of reasons. So many reasons, so many that I don't think that I can name them all. But I see where this is going. And I just wanted to say sure! I accept! I accept your little... your little challenge. Even though you didn't even ask it yet, I can tell. I'm sharp like that. To say it frankly, This castle is mine. You-you had your little reign, but I'm not going to let you take it right from under me. So Hahahahahaha! In your face!

You can do whatever you want. I'll even give you a chance to go and do whatever it is you want. I won't be too harsh, but NO ONE will join you. And you know why? Because I... get ready for this... I AM BETTER THAN YOU. No matter what. How's-Hows it feel? Huh?

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[Wheatley would gesture Dhaos to sit, though he would continue to stand.]

"Sit down mate."

[He'd then clean his glasses a million times.]

"The-the reason."

[He paused to put his glasses back on.]

"Uh... the uh, reason why I called you here was because of the fact, well- well there's a bit of a problem. There... there is another woman here from Aperture. From our universe, and.. frankly she's a monster. A monster in the body of a woman. She killed me mate. Twice. Well... actually she killed me once but she threw me in space and left me there to float in the black abyss for centuries. Centuries. And she's here now. Trying to destroy me. F-for good mate."

[Dhaos smiles again at CC and then opts to sit down where he was standing, floating at roughly bar stool height. Throughout Wheatley's explanation he is silent, and remains so for a few moments afterward while he ponders the significance of what the pale man had just told him.]

I...have been trapped under not dissimilar circumstances, and while the ones who tried to kill me were not bad people, I'd rather not have to meet them again. You have my aid. Should you need, my room is always available as a hiding spot.

[[CC watches in awe when Dhaos floats.]]

Oooo! He can fly? Do you know why he's flying? Is he a robot? Are you a robot mister? I can't float. Why can you float? Why is your hair so long?

[Wheatley shook his head and massaged his temples. God how his head throbbed. He'd wave a hand at CC dismissively. ]

"It's... not that simple mate. She'll not only try to kill me. She'll rally people up... up to destroy me mate. She'll ruin everything I've built here... she's that kind. The kind who just-just go up burning things and finding some sort of satisfaction with...with having them crumble. Into little bits... and-and..."

[He begins pacing nervously.]

"C-Can you keep an eye on someone without getting caught...? M-maybe? You could even dress up in all black if you wanted. N-not nessecary but...but acceptable. I wouldn't mind. In fact, dress how you want."

[He blinks in confusion. So many questions!]

...I am an Angel.

[Because obviously that explains everything. ...actually, it kinda does...]

And I'm afraid that is probably not possible with my loss.

[Yep, totally didn't understand that reference to spy movies there Wheatley.]

[Wheatley clears his throat and raises an eyebrow. Oh come on Dhaos, you're killing him, he was depending on you. YOU DISAPPOINTED WHEATLEY. He gives this nervous smile.]

"W-what? What do you mean by that?"

[He adjusts his tie nervously.]

...I informed you the last time we spoke that my Loss is the inability to navigate space-time in a linear fashion.

[Dhaos is disappointed in your memory skills Wheatley. ...But he won't abandon someone in need.]

...Perhaps...I could convince some birds to follow her and report back to me?

[Because he can totally talk to animals like a Disney princess. Except male, and perfectly capable of smashing a kingdom with his magical might.]

"Did you say... birds mate?"

[He raised an eyebrow and continued to pace while he nodded a few times to himself.]

"Hehehe. That's it! Perfect! You're perfect mate, that's that's perfect."

[He suddenly looks a little... mischievous. Though he wasn't facing Dhaos so it didn't matter.]

"We'll do that. Lot's of birds. I- That's- that's perfect. Why didn't you tell me you could do that? I knew-I knew about that other thing, yes, but this. This is... this is great."

...?

[All Wheatley receives in response is a slight look of confusion. He then shrugs it off as one of Wheatley's eccentricities.]

[...Wait. Something is missing...]

...Where has the little one gone?

"What?"

[Wheatley looks around.]

"Huh... she's probably-probably hiding somewhere...CC..."

[He sighs.]

"CC, you can- you can come out now."

[He says it a little boredly. But no response...]

"CC?"

...I can't sense her presence.

[Most peculiar. People don't just vanish like that usually. ...But then again, under most circumstances people don't suddenly appear either.]

...the castle?

[He suddenly stops. There is a time where Wheatley just stares at Dhaos, and doesn't say anything. He doesn't have to. He suddenly runs over to a table, and looks under a table.]

"C-CC? Hey! Hey, where did she go! She's- she's not under the table... uh, not under this one either. Oh, she must be- she must be, behind the couch. Hehehe, right."

[He scrambled clumsily onto the couch.]

"He-"

[She isn't, because he immediately begins looking everywhere.]

"M-mate, what are you doing just sitting there?"

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