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1/015: Yellow, Orange and Blue. [Dated to early the 2nd day of Family reunion plot]
[Daytime was when GlaDOS and Wheatley finally came around, rowing to shore and crawling off of the boat that they had left themselves to float in through the night. Drowsily, Wheatley would help his spouse up and out, the two of them looking like a proper trainwreck...
And wheatley having some rather apparent and smeared black lipstick dappled all over his face...
And wheatley having some rather apparent and smeared black lipstick dappled all over his face...
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The mention of her being a flower girl... made GLaDOS stop for a second, thoughtful. CC wasn't there the last time they had gotten married. Maybe there really were a lot of people who missed it, who wanted to go.
Scary, but still, she couldn't back out now. ]
You're moving along awful fast. You haven't even proposed yet, [ she teased, finally finding the bathing suit in question. ]
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She can hear you! She can hear you!
[[Suddenly... she frowns.]]
Daddy is getting married? To who? You're married to mommy!
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You're joking...
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He's getting married to me again. Of course. [ she says. ] Do you need help putting this on or can you do it yourself?
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[[CC reaches for her bathing suit eagerly.]]
I can do it myself!
[[She's grinning... is that a grin like her father?]]
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That's right. The second one, that is...B-because we loved it so much... we decided to do it again. You didn't get to see it, so you get to see it!...Your mum and I.
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Yes, now you get to be a part of it.
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[[CC giggles as they leave.]]
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Washing his face was pointless... her lipstick likes to get everywhere.
He is slow to part with her, but when he does, he answers CC's question, calling out to her.]
Yes love... it'll be very soon.
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You'd better get to finding a ring then. [ she murmured, giving him a more innocent peck on the lips. Really, Wheatley. CC is nearby. ]
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How do you know I don't have one already?
[He murmured back.]
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[He did it again... he lets out a frustrated groan and pulls away a little.]
I messed up again...
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You make it sound like I'll kill you for this. [ WHICH YOU WILL, LATER................ ]
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He had to keep asking her if she was angry... but why? He felt as if he had to make completely sure. As if he were expecting her to randomly say 'Yes Wheatley... I am mad, and I don't want to remarry you.'
But that was ridiculous. He knew that wouldn't ever happen. He didn't understand. She loved him and he knew it too well.. but this feeling..?
For a moment he felt mediocre.]
Haha! I know... but... still.
Want to make sure you're happy izzal!
[He looks away]
Do..we, uh... do we have a camera?
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I'm happy.
[ But then, to his question: ] We do, actually. I made sure to pack it. Do you want me to go get it?
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When she smiles, he smiles back.
She had a beautiful smile. It made his hair stand on end a little bit.]
Probably a good idea... l-let's bring it. Take lots of pictures. We can hang them around the house when we get back. Oh! We can uh...Make a scrapbook! Those are nice.
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That sounds good. I'll buy some picture frames when we get home... And a scrapbook. We'll need lots of stickers...
[ She's already calculating how much this might cost, in her head. Although she would be willing to make the expense... for some reason. ]
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Think we can get some of all three of us? ...Maybe? That's a thought.
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Are we all going swimming?
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[He pauses for a moment, looking at her.]
W-why?
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He clears his throat and says this in the most civil way...]
Well... of course! Can't swim if you don't have the proper clothing for it.
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Of course. I almost forgot about that. [ She finds this funny, but she won't call him out on it. If only because she doesn't want to mention it in a more public area.
She eventually pulls out her bathing suit, a modest black one. Not a bikini, not a one-piece either. She wasn't about to bring something too revealing to a place with so many people. ]
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I did it! See? I did it!
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