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...]



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[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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[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...]

[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.

[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. ]

[ontheclockpro]

[Snort. Trolling is to go]

In Paradisa?

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

[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!!!

[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.

[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]

[Wheatley wasn't one for understanding things incredibly obvious... but this one, may have taken the cake. Even if it took a while. He was trying incredibly hard to remember what happened. He still had his goofy smile for a moment, laughing nervously as to why she had gone red. Was something wrong? Well of course something was wrong, but... she looked a lot worse than just confused. He even expected her to be a little angry, so when she wasn't, he was at a loss.]

Wh-what... what's wrong? I'm... you know what? I'm just gonna go. Good idea. Good idea.

[[He stares at her for a moment, and he stops scooting for a moment as he recalled yesterday.

Wait a moment... that wasn't a-?

It clicked.

And when it clicked, his eyes widened, terror struck.]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[He flailed, throwing his hands up and falling off the bed. He is still screaming.]

NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO.

[Don't mind him as he grabs a pillow to cover himself with.]

NO... NO... THIS. THIS DIDN'T. THIS DIDN'T HAPPEN.

[wheatdos]

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

[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?

[sawadeertoday]

[ Okay, so she was half-expecting the screaming, but not the falling out of bed. She cringed a little- don't worry, Wheatley, she's not looking, turning over in bed and just running her hands over her face.

Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod.

The thought was practically a mantra in her brain, and she could barely think of anything else. Her heartbeat was practically out of the window with the mere thought of what had happened. And not even in a good way. ]

Unfortunately, it did. Now can you please put something on? [ she replied, obviously out of her element. She was definitely not about to look at him. No. No. No. No. NO. She was also weeping internally over the loss of a pillow when she heard him drag it off. That pillow was getting thrown out a window. Or burnt. Or something. Oh my god. ]

[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.]

IS THIS ANDROID HELL.

[wheatdos]

Uhhh... so t-tell you what. I...

[What does he say? Hey... well, she doesn't seem that mad. And seeing that he had all of his limbs in tact, he was quick to wish himself up his usual science wear. Putting it on... he decides to make the situation better, for her... because he is simply the best guy alive.]

L-look on the bright side of all of this love! I... well, you know me. That's a plus. C-Could've been any old creep. Oh-oh! And-and you know what? Wasn't that bad.

...

Wasn't that bad.
Hey, oh you want to know something?
It almost felt like... like testing, love! Think about that? You love testing. Obviously. And... and one more thing, s-so do I, so It's almost like... us... testing. Y-you know. Together.

[He needs to be silenced. Right now.]

[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.

IT WAS LIKE THE ROOM WHERE ALL THE ROBOTS WERE SCREAMING JUST BEFORE..

[sawadeertoday]

[ She just groans at how he tried to improve the situation, curling up into herself.

At his pause, she finally began to wish up some clothes, including a nice orange sweater and black pants, shuddering. She needed a shower. Maybe some disinfectant. Did humans disinfect themselves after this? Because this was terrible. This was absolutely terrible.

She finally gathers the courage to climb out of bed once she pulls on the clothes from underneath the sheets, her face still burning red in embarrassment.

When he mentions the testing.......... It gets even worse. She peeks over cautiously, making sure he had clothes on before turning to look at him. ]

You can't be serious.

[ Although she felt a twinge of understanding at the explanation. Testing.

It really had been ages since she had felt that satisfaction. But at the same time, it made her furious that she had- that he had done this to her. ]

[jimfromit]

It's a magical castle that gives people false memories and identities on a whim; do you really think it has an official rule book somewhere?

Of course you could kill her...buut after two weeks she'll be back and probably after revenge if she's as fabulous insane as you say she is.

No I'm afraid you're stuck...well unless one of you gets sent home of course.

[wheatdos]

..Um... yes?

[She looks angry.]

No... not serious. That was a joke, that was a joke.

[Is she?]

Unless... you'reee.... not angry. Then it wasn't.

[He's just... staring at her.]

Because we did... we did just m-

[GIVING YOU A CHANCE TO INTERRUPT HIM.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ SHE'S GOING TO TAKE THAT CHANCE. Because she doesn't want to think about it. Oh god, does she ever not want to think about it. So why did it keep coming back up in her thoughts and make her almost afraid to go near him?

Was it because she had liked it?

Regardless, she marches up to him and reaches for his tie, pulling on it to drag him down. She wasn't sure what she was doing, to be honest. She just had to stop him somehow. ]

Don't you dare finish that sentence.

[wheatdos]

[She's really tiny. So when she yanks his tie, he almost falls forward, managing to barely keep his footing.

His. God. Damn. Neck.

He lets out a feeble whimper, wondering if she was going to hit him. Or torture him in some inexplicably sadistic way. Though considering the circumstance, he didn't complain about that. This situation was far worse, and the state of his neck was not in a good one.

Now she was just being mean. She had to have known what she was doing. She HAD to.

He tries to give a slightly pained smile.]

O... okay... not saying anything! Not saying a word! I'll just... I'll just, be-be quiet now. Okay. S-sorry.

[sawadeertoday]

[ She actually only realized what she did after pulling, the sudden memories of what she had done to his neck the night prior making her flush a brilliant red again, letting go and taking a step back. ]

... Good.

[ A pause; she took a slight breath, trying to keep calm. ]

Alright. This never would have happened under normal circumstances. You do realize this.

THE THINGS SHE HAD DONE. THE THINNNGGSS.

[wheatdos]

Right!

[He nodded, holding a finger up.]

Except for the... the thing I do, when I put my arm around you? That could've happened. That... that's happened before. I remember that.