1/016: Recall.

[wheatdos]

WHO-WHO SAID I WAS MARRIED.

IS THIS A JOKE? THIS-THIS IS A JOKE RIGHT?

Uh... so uh...None of that actually happened right? That family thing?... T-that was a joke...? An illusion of some sort? This... this castle is good with it's illusions... b-because if not, I have, a bit of a...

Well, a bit of a problem.

I. AM. NOT. MARRIED. TO HER.

On another note... If I'm dead by tomorrow... she killed me.
Does... does anyone know how humans... uh, unmarry eachother?

[Someone forgot to tell this guy that divorce isn't a thing here...]



/ACTION/

[Curled up in bed, Wheatley found himself to be surprisingly comfortable, under the blankets. If it were up to him, he wouldn't wake up. There are just some times where you sleep well...too well and everything is far too perfect for anything else that the day has to offer to matter. Shifting slightly in his bed. (Or so he thought, he stretched slightly, opening one eye drowsily.

Wow, did his body ache. But aching aside. he realized that he wasn't in his familiar surroundings right away.

He also seemed to remember small parts of a strange dream he had-- wait, what. It was beyond realizing that this wasn't his room... this was... her room. Doing a double take, he turned to look at her, the blanket still covering her... he wasn't sure what had happened just yet. He's just, staring at her in a blank stupor...]

...Uhh...

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action ; 1/2

[sawadeertoday]

[ It had been one of those dreamless nights for GLaDOS. One where you slept so well, you didn't even imagine a single thing.

So it was with great reluctance that she felt herself come to, eyelids fluttering a little as she let out a little groan. Odd... She wasn't really used to feeling the blankets on her skin, and actually, she was pretty sure she felt a heat nearly against her... Her body also ached a little, she realized dimly as she slowly opened her eyes. ]

2/3 I LIED

[sawadeertoday]

[ Only to notice the moron staring at her as though she didn't belong there.

Wait, what?

What was he doing here?

She felt a little confused, raising a hand to rub the sleep from her eyes when she suddenly remembered the past week. ]

3/3

[sawadeertoday]

[ They had been in a cabin. There was a family reunion.

But suddenly, it came to her. They... were married?

They had a daughter? They---

Promptly, she let out a slight squeak as the past night's details suddenly hit her.

...... Oh GOD. Oh no, oh no. Oh no. They had- they had-

They had............... She had.......... ]

Re: 3/3

[wheatdos]

[Wheatley still was not quite sure of what had happened. He is still thoroughly convinced that he had some sort of weird dream that she was in, and that he was NOT going to volunteer information about...

but... his back.

Looking at her still, his eyes... just trail off somewhere awkwardly...]

Uhh... sooo... uh...

[He is slowly scooting away from her.]

I... I'll be honest. Not sure what's going on here. Not... sure what exactly I'm doing here. Not a clue... but I can tell you that... that... boy, am... I surprised to see you...!

[As he was scooting away from her, he realized... that he may have not been wearing his boxers as usual...]

[sawadeertoday]

[ Everything was replaying, in her head, all too vividly, as she found her hand instead trying to keep the covers over her, not even bothering with rubbing her eyes anymore. She was almost painfully awake.

He was scooting away, and she shivered involuntarily, the space leaving her cold. She still wasn't sure what to say. ]

We... We-... [ she stuttered, her head spinning. How did- how did that even happen? Why had she been convinced that they were married- why was he so nice to her- why was she so nice to him-

Why had they-... ]

Oh my god. [ she couldn't help but add, her face noticeably red. If she wasn't clothed, neither was he. Only even more evidence of what had occurred.

Clearly, something was amiss. But she wasn't thinking of any of that at the moment, too caught on the fact that they had actually...! After calling it disgusting. After swearing to herself never to stoop to that disgusting human level. ]

[thebutz]

[Shouting can be heard over the journal. He's so confused and still sort of furious, even though he never dated her in the first place and he realizes that now.]

GOOD.

Why am I still angry about this?!

GOOD ANYWAY.

[wheatdos]

LARRY!!!!!!
L-LARRY, MATE MATE MATE....

[Have the most panicked voice in the universe.]

YOU... YOU HAVE TO HELP ME. Please help me? I'm-- I think I'm begging at this point. I... I need you!!!

[thebutz]

What, why am I helping you? Why should I even?

[wheatdos]

You have to get... her away from me.
Obviously. L-listen, just listen... and don't say anything...

[He inhales, ready to speak...]


Whatever happened on that event means nothing. Sh-she's still alllll yours, and-- and I'm not stopping you... and it'd be great if you just... just went over to her and swept her off her feet.

...

as in right now.

[thebutz]

Well yeah but actually I don't know why I'm even mad still because as it stands right now things didn't work out yet and we're just friends... So that seems like a really terrible idea.

[ontheclockpro]

[Snort. Trolling is to go]

In Paradisa?

There is no "un-marrying" in this world.

[wheatdos]

What? What do you mean...wh...what?

What do you mean there's no "Un-marrying"? There... there's gotta be. Humans do it all the time, last- last I checked.

[ontheclockpro]

Sure, in other worlds they do.

But it's illegal here. Regardless of circumstance.

[wheatdos]

Regardless of cicum-ohhhhhh, nonono.... this--this is different, mate. You don't understand, I was-I was brainwashed.

[jimfromit]

Oh you got married...congratulations.

You know if you'd have given me more notice I would have gotten you something for the happy occasion.

[wheatdos]

H-happy occa- NO. You could not be more wrong! I--
Whew... okay, okay... uhh, can you tell me this...? How's this. What does it take to break one of these...

[He pauses... he can't believe that he has to say it.]

T-these human bonds?

[jimfromit]

Looking for an exit?...Goodness you're starting to sound like a husband already.

I'm afraid to tell you divorce is...impossible here.

I think it's been deemed it illegal or something like that.

[Moriartys coping mechanisms 101-Find somebody else with problems and make them feel worse.]

[wheatdos]

Iiiiiiii...illegal.

And... and who said that. Is... is this in a rule book or something. Did-did someone just decide to make it illegal to break apart from... from insane murdering women, or is this a new thing.

...

This is terrible.

[He's thinking.]

What... if...
Huh... what if I killed- I mean.... what if she were to inexplicably... um, die? Y-You can't be married to a dead person.

1/2

[takethat]

[There's a moment of leftover brainwashed joy...]

2/2

[takethat]

[...and then it's gone.]



...wait, are you really still married now?

Re: 2/2

[wheatdos]

YES.
YES I AM.

AND... AND YOU.
YOU MARRIED US.
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME.
NOW I'M STUCK... TO A MURDEROUS PSYCHOPATH MATE. TO.. HER.

[The way she says her gives away that that was the girl at the bar.]

...Oh... this is terrible... this is bad. This is bad... bad... terrible.

[takethat]

"Her?"

[A pause]

...well, that might not be so bad then, right?

dictated

[alwaysaquestion]

That's a relief because I was seriously questioning your taste. [She couldn't help but reply and add her own helpful input.]

And the word you're looking for is divorce.

dictated;;

[wheatdos]

[Hey, a familiar voice.
He raises his head as he hears it.
At least someone wasn't making complete fun of him...]

I hate that woman, love.
I despise her... loathe her... with every fiber of my being... she's a monster. You haven't... a clue of all the terrible things she's done to me--

[And at the mention of a divorce...]

Right... a divorce! I clearly need... need one of those.

dictated;;

[alwaysaquestion]

Are you sure you're not really married? [Her voice is shaky with suppressed laughter.]

Well good luck with that one. Somehow I doubt they have divorce court in this place.