1/23 Fun Times at Paradisa High

[wheatdos]

[The first thing he noticed upon awakening was a distinct feeling of grogginess, which was odd since he didn't get groggy. Primarily because he also didn't sleep much. He didn't exactly need it.

There were times, however, when his physical brain needed to rest and dream. Last night had been one of those times and, late into the evening, Hank had eventually powered down.

Dazed, he had yet to notice how... odd he felt. Nor did he notice the figure lying next to him.]


ooc: loss time

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[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS was still unconscious, stirring lightly. She was curled up to his side, silver-white locks splayed slightly, looking strangely peaceful, given her usually wary nature.

She was slowly gaining consciousness, but would likely not awaken for a few minutes yet. ]

[wheatdos]

[That tired feeling was, slowly but surely, starting to fade.

Ignoring that he had fallen asleep in a chair last night and not a bed, he turned his head to get a look around... only to find himself face to face with GLaDOS, and feeling more than a tad bewildered.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ She would stir again, letting out a soft sigh as she curled up a little more into herself. ]

... mm...

[wheatdos]

[This was just... bizarre. He'd never tried to understand people and their odd behaviors, but what could have convinced her to just randomly crawl into this bed with him? Ostensibly, a random stranger?

Unaware of the truth of the situation, Hank let's out a light, annoyed huff. Maybe he could just crawl out and leave before she woke up.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ The light huff makes her slowly open her eyes, letting out a sleepy groan. ]

mm... morning. [ she let out, blearily rubbing her eyes. She's too tired to gather much at the moment. ]

[wheatdos]

[He frowns at her nonchalance.]

...that's all?

[Man, she really was a machine. She knew nothing of basic social norms!]

[sawadeertoday]

[ 'That's all'?

She'll find that suspicious in a few minutes. Right now, she leans forward to give him a little good-morning peck on the lips. Taking it the wrong way. ]

There, then. Sleep well?...

[ She stretched her limbs out, letting out another tired groan as she did so. ]

[wheatdos]

[Wasn't expecting that. Nope. Startled by the kiss, he's now looking at her like she just grew a second head.

The fact he has lips now and that his voice is different (yet disturbingly familiar) should dawn on him any moment now...]

[sawadeertoday]

... what? [ She lets out a little huff of her own, rolling off the bed and heading to the kitchen area of her room. ]

I'll make you some tea.

[ Okay, now she's a tad confused, but not suspicious yet. Had she possibly forgotten about something? ]

[wheatdos]

Don't 'what' me--!

[At this point Hank stopped and his hands flew to his throat like he was choking on something.

No, that was not his voice. No, those were not his hands.

brb, staring in HORROR.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ She hears his exclamation and calls back, already at the counter, boiling some hot water- ]

Is something wrong with you? I didn't think you were still upset at me.

[wheatdos]

[No reply, sorry! He's too busy still staring at his hands, getting more upset by the minute as the realization of what this means hits full force.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ Not getting a reply is worse than getting a dumb, long-winded one. ]

Hey! Moron, are you listening to me at all?

[wheatdos]

[That snaps Hank out of it and he buries his face in his hands.]

Shut up! I need to... t-to think.

[This was sooo bad.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ She huffs. ]

Something you're not very good at, apparently.

[ she retorted as she puttered about, picking out things for a coffee for her as well. ]

[wheatdos]

[He'll do his best to ignore her for now.]

If I'm here... then that means...

...Oh shit.

[Congrats Paradisa, you got him to use a heavy swear!]

[sawadeertoday]

[ She'll come back in a few minutes, two mugs in her hands, and she offers one over. ]

Tell me what's wrong with you. [ she says, a little sharply. She doesn't suspect this to be anyone other than the moron- after all, body swaps were completely ridiculous- and so she just figured something was up. ]

[wheatdos]

[He simply growls at the offer and stands up to frantically look for some clothes.]

Need to find him...

[sawadeertoday]

[ Oh, this is enough. She puts the mugs down on the night table and reaches to grab his arm, gripping tight. ]

Who are you looking for? Is it Hank?

[ Oh yeah, right. She's been suspicious about the whole 'them working together' thing. ]

[wheatdos]

[Something cold flashes in his eyes for a fraction of a second when she grabs him.]

...what?

[It disappears as soon as she mentions, well, him.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ It makes her shiver, bare toes curling under orange pajama pants. ]

Stop playing dumb.

[wheatdos]

No, really.

What?

[Dammit Wheatley, how much did you tell her?!]

[sawadeertoday]

[ She frowns. ]

What do you mean, what? It's obvious. You're still working for him. You're not exactly discreet, you know.

[ Keeping a firm grip on your arm and pulling you closer. Yup. ]

[wheatdos]

[He frowns right back.]

What of it?

[Resists a little. He can't decide if he should go find Wheatley or probe for more info...]

[sawadeertoday]

[ She huffs. ]

Just what is he making you do?