twenty-eighth

[siebter]

[ Dictated, as usual. He sounds very happy! ]

Guess what? I made myself lunch today, and I didn't even have to wish for it!

[ There's a bit of a pause as he...well, tries it. And then he doesn't really sound as happy. ]

...I don't think I did a very good job. I guess I'll try again.

[ And he will be in the kitchen. Trying that again. ]

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[wheatdos]

Ah, human food really is the best of the best, taste wise, mate.
If only it weren't so difficult to make!

dictated forever

[siebter]

Hehe, what other kinds of food did you try?

I thought it'd be easy, but I guess I was wrong...

Foreverrrrrrrr.

[wheatdos]

Hmmm... welll...
D'call it a lot, but not that much when I think about it...comparing to what humans do have.

Cake is good, very nice... and uh, burgers...! Burgers too.... but I've made pancakes before mate, with a friend of mine. Wonked up the recipe good, and ended up setting my mouth on fire.

[He sighs a little, the flashback playing in his head...]

[siebter]

You set your mouth on fire? That's awful!

Are you okay now?

[wheatdos]

Huh...? O-Oh definitely! I'm fine. Not a scratch on me.
You can call it the....uhhhh, perks of being an AI.
You can get over things pretty quickly n' all.

[siebter]

Wow, that really is neat!

I don't know what an AI is, but it sounds like it must be nice...

[wheatdos]

Artificial intelligence, mate!

[He says it with an overwhelming amount of pride.]

Back before this place here, I was a core. Ok, imagine a... uh... a big round robotic ball! Didn't eat. Didn't make myself lunch, like you. Didn't do anything humans needed. None of that sort of responsibility.

[siebter]

Wow, but now you're not like that anymore?

Did you roll around a lot?

[wheatdos]

Sort of. Did quite the amount of rolling in my time.

And naaaah, mate. I'm all human now. Well-- mostly. Some parts of me are still AI.

[He cleared his throat, making an offhanded 'oh!' into the journal.]

Say, do you need any help with that lunchmaking? I've nothing to do.

[siebter]

That'd be kind of confusing...

Really? Okay, if you want to!

[wheatdos]

It is... it is...

[And at that he chuckles.]

Sure. A little bit hungry myself.
Say, are you in the kitchen?

[siebter]

Yeah, I'm still here! I'm probably the only one in here with my eyes covered, so it's easy to find me.

[wheatdos]

Aha. Right.

[There's a little bit of shuffling from his journal, and he's on his way.]

You knowwww...
I'm not exactly an expert of dangerous things, ...except I am. Uh, sort of.
But.... why are you making lunch with your eyes covered, mate?

[siebter]

Because if I don't have them covered, it'll turn to stone.

[wheatdos]

W-wait what?
I'm sorry, but what did you just say, mate?

[siebter]

Anything I look at gets turned to stone.

[wheatdos]

Really now. Well, I can tell you that's not exactly what I was expecting for an answer.

[A chuckle.]

H-have you tried it?

[siebter]

It happened all the time before I cam here...so I don't think it's a good idea to try it again.

Action!

[wheatdos]

Ah, true.
Well, you've done a good job so far, mate.
I'll see... oh, there's an idea!

Maybe I can help you! You know... figure out a way to make better food, without seeing it! Can't be that hard!

[And at that... he enters the kitchen...]

Action!

[siebter]

I'd like that!

[ And he'll be the one who said that, standing by the counter, blindfolded. ]

[wheatdos]

Hmmmmmmmm...

[He closed his journal, speeding up a little and tapping the counter near him to let him know he was here, only to pipe up enthusiastically.]

Hey!

[siebter]

[ Turns to follow the voice, almost right away. ]

Hello!

[wheatdos]

Alright mate! Here goes nothing.
First things first... I guess if we're going to have to figure out how, to... uh... make food. Withi a blindfold... I'd need one of those too... to sort of, um... get into your head.

[At that, Wheatley wished up a blindfold...

...

...and wrapped it around his head.]

Wh-what were you making anyway?

[siebter]

It's okay, you don't have to do that...since you're not used to it.

I was making a sandwich.