1/014: The moron is just too clever for his own good. [Dated 3 days after the truce.]

[wheatdos]

[Here GLaDOS. Have another letter from "Larry." While it doesn't exactly say it was from Larry, the handwriting is the same, and the scribbles are still there. It was slipped under your door, just waiting to be read in a little grey envelope.

As for that lovable moron, you haven't heard of him since the end of the truce. It was almost as if he was avoiding you. There was one time where you caught a glimpse of him in a hallway, but he quickly walked off in the other direction upon spotting you there.]

Enjoyed myself last time we met up. I've come to a conklconclusion.
I have to see you. Meet me outside in the back, love.

[Something a little weird about that?]

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[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS had noticed the letter a little late, not having done much for the past few days. She had gone on a few listless strolls, looking for all the world just a regular woman and not the monster she usually was.

She had more of a grip on herself after trying to sort her emotions out. Thankfully, the thought of Wheatley had finally inspired frustration, albeit dimmer than usual. So when she spotted the envelope, she stooped down to pick it up, opening it and giving the letter a careful skim.

Hm... It appeared to be the same handwriting as Larry's other letter, but the 'love' threw her off. Maybe her joke about Wheatley helping out with the letter had been more literal than she had thought. Had he written that one too? It was highly possible.

GLaDOS was suspicious.

She had stayed in her room the entire day today, still donning her bright orange pajamas. So going out to investigate would require some changing.

After quickly dressing in some leftover clothes (that same blue sweater and those black pants; she didn't wish up an entire wardrobe, besides, what was the point?), GLaDOS would pocket the letter and go.

After all, what was the worst that could happen? If it really was Wheatley, then she was pretty certain that he wouldn't attempt a physical attack. He was likely still too moronic to try, even though he could likely succeed.

Then what could this be about...? Hopefully not the truce. GLaDOS didn't want to talk about that anymore. She wasn't sure if she even physically could.

So she headed towards the castle entrance, intending to go around to see just who was waiting for her. ]

why was this late

[wheatdos]

[Wheatley'd be somewhere outside in the grass, crouching at a suitcase. Fiddling around with the contents of the suitcase, He doesn't seem to notice GLaDOS there, and is humming something to himself.

Oh god what is that... an orange tie?

He raises his head once to look around, and returns back to his suitcase... and then he raises it again. Staring right at her. When he sees GLaDOS, he closes his labcoat all the way, closes the suitcase and...

steps behind a tree.
Oh my god what is he doing you can obviously see him.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ Orange. Just like he had promised.

GLaDOS hesitated for a moment before crossing her arms, raising her eyebrow at him as he... attempted to just hide away from her. ]

You do realize I see you, right. [ she would say flatly, making her way to where he was hiding behind the tree. ]

[wheatdos]

N-No you can't.

[The moment she goes behind the tree, he isn't there, because he's on the other side of the tree now. He's just going to hide behind it from GLaDOS kk. If she tries to go around it, he'd go around it too...]

[sawadeertoday]

So are you going to tell me what that letter was about or not? [ she would ask, supposing maybe she could startle him by going backwards... So she would walk backwards, hoping he was stupid enough to bump into her. ]

[1/2]

[wheatdos]

[He is stupid enough to do just that. He lets out this really awkward yell, and turns around startled. Curse you, clever maiden!]

AHH!!!

[2/2]

[wheatdos]

Wh-What? What letter?

[sawadeertoday]

[ And so she whirls around to face him. ]

That letter you left me. Don't pretend you're more of a moron than you already are. [ She wants to know what this is all about. ]

[wheatdos]

I...-I'm NOT a MORON.

[He shakes his head and shrugs.]

I'm sorry, I have no idea what you're talking about. No idea. You're delusional. I didn't leave you a letter, love.

[sawadeertoday]

Are you sure, "love"? [ she would reply darkly, taking the letter out of her pocket and holding it out. ] You're the only person I know who ever calls anyone that.

[wheatdos]

[He takes the paper... and looks at it thoughtfully.]

Well...this is depressing. You know, this--this obviously means... I am... obviously being framed. Shameful thing. Wonder why anyone would want to do that. A very malicious deed. I'm almost insulted. Well, actually I am.

[sawadeertoday]

[ She would snort. ] You practically confirmed that this is your writing ... earlier, anyway.

[ Not going to say during the last week, nope. ]

You admitted to helping Larry with his letter. It would make sense, considering the letter itself was extremely stupid.

So, this second one is written exactly the same.

[wheatdos]

[He pockets the note.]

He wants to see you. Nothing wrong with that.. and-and nothing to do with me. Besides writing it. I did that. The bloke may have a writing disability... maybe. It's possible, loads of humans have it. Nothing to be ashamed of.

[sawadeertoday]

[ Oh she sees what you did there. Evidence-snatcher.

But she decides to let go of that specific point. ]

Then why were you waiting around here? Obviously, you wanted me to come here. And you didn't want to be seen.

[wheatdos]

[He's backing away from her.]

I...I never said that. Y-you're putting words in my mouth. Words I never said. So it's just lying. You-you are lying... about me, to me.

[sawadeertoday]

You made it clear enough. [ His expression makes her tone a tad less intimidating than usual. Regardless of being able to slip into the habit easily, it became a slight effort to be biting enough to terrify him. Hopefully, this would pass soon. ]

Well then. What were you doing here?

[wheatdos]

Nothing. You knowwww... taking in the scenery. B-Birdwatching. didn't know I had to regularly be checked about... about what I was doing.

[He is still backing away... it's becoming a noticeable distance.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS twitched a little at the mention of birds, her frown becoming deeper. That was low. She would stride forward in an attempt to close the gap. Run while you still can, Wheatley! ]

Yes, birdwatching with a suitcase. Definitely.

[wheatdos]

For my binoculars...

[He looks at the size of the suitcase.]

I happen to have terrible eyesight... wh-shouldn't you be looking for that bloke? He... I'm sure you have him waiting somewhere... and-and he'll think you abandoned him. That wouldn't be very...uh...

[He's sounding a little desperate.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS rolled her eyes, very aware that he was likely lying by his tone of voice.

But lucky you, she's going to let you go. Or is she? ]

Yes, I suppose that would be rather terrible of me to do. Have fun watching little killers fly in the sky. [ she says dismissively, suddenly walking off slowly.

She's not going to go far, though. She's waiting for Wheatley to leave so she can follow and investigate just what was going on here.. ]

[wheatdos]

[He walks off, and manages to relax as he walks off, unbuttoning top buttons of his lab coat to reveal his tie. She isn't supposed to know about that. No matter what. Which is a lost cause now but he doesn't know that.

He clears his throat and sets the suitcase down, unlatching it. He's just in the lobby.]

Okayyy okayyy... uhhh, this can't be that hard to figure it out. Could've used some instructions. Instructions are good. Always useful.

[He pulls out something suspicous, and pockets it, before he closes the suitcase and starts to head out again.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS would carefully follow him, making sure to keep far away and hiding behind as many things as she possibly could until he suddenly headed inside. She would wait a tiny while until the door closed again before slowly opening it, ducking inside and hiding behind the nearest couch.

She finds it kind of funny how he's hiding the hideous orange tie from her, even if it was meant to be a symbolism of a friendship past. The mere thought of it made her stomach churn. What, so he would hide it when she had decided to honorably (that's a first) wear her own side of the promise?

GLaDOS shakes herself out of it, noticing how he pocketed something from the suitcase... and when he heads out, she waits again until he's about to turn a corner and heads after him. ]

[wheatdos]

[He is whistling now. Not a care in the world. He seems to not be suspicious at all... until he turns the corner and heads to GLaDOS's room.

He'd linger for a little bit, look around suspiciously and reopen the suitcase on the floor. The first thing he took out was a notepad and a pen, scribbling something on a piece of paper. He folded it, and slid it into her door. He then removed that thing from his pocket and fiddled around with it... before he stuck it on her door.

BB really. You are too precious. Too bad he's running out of all your precious gadgets before you left.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS realizes about halfway that this is the way to go to her room. She doesn't make a solid conclusion, however, until he seems to walk straight to her door. She watched from the corner of the hall, peeking curiously. What was that moron up to? At least one of her suspicions was definitely cleared. He had just written another note. She could compare the handwriting when she went in--

What was that device? GLaDOS watched Wheatley attach it, wanting, itching to get a closer look. It probably wasn't lethal, or maybe was faulty, considering the moron likely couldn't build anything if his life depended on it.

She would hide again behind the wall, supposing that his business was done here; but then again, even if she did call him out, it would be a good thing. Wouldn't it be the logical thing to do?

Yet she waits regardless, sighing quietly and hoping he would go the opposite way. ]

[wheatdos]

[His business was done there. He'd walk off to the other side of the hallway... only to hide behind that wall to wait for her.]