67: We have a problem. [Forward dated to after the Wonderland gig.]

[cheerupemoborg]

[Still in a drowsy state, He hung lazily off of his bed, face pasted in a pool of his own drool as he snored the hours away. That's just how things work. You sleep. You wake up. Though sleeping without a companion was not a thing Wheatley did often. And he certainly didn't remember not doing so earlier.

Rolling off the bed, in a clumsy flail of limbs, the first thing he realized was his hands.
His very muscular hands.
Then it was his biceps.

Holding his hands out in front of him, stupefied, he squinted, calling out to the woman who he thought was in the room with him.]

Uhhhh... love?

[Looking around, it had been only then he realized he was somewhere else. Somewhere that wasn't his house. He's been kidnapped!

No wait.

Slowly, his eyes trail down to the puddle of drool on the floor. Leaning forward slowly, he was surprised to see his face wasn't the one he woke up with.]

Ahhh???

[Shattering sounds!]

AGHGHHHAHHAHHAHAHHHHHHH????

[Crash.]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH??!!!

[Screaming at the top of his lungs, someone was bound to hear him in his room.]

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[sawadeertoday]

Price?

[ she echoes, sounding tired- sounding wary, though. This was Hank. She couldn't afford to play soft. ]

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[cheerupemoborg]

Yes. Price.
What-what is it about him you like exactly?

[Hopefully it was something he could compete with. He never thought he'd have to compete with himself one day...]

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[sawadeertoday]

... What are you talking about?

[ she asks, incredulous. About 'him'? Was Hank trying to buy Wheatley off of her? ]

BUY WHEATLEY LOL

[cheerupemoborg]

What exactly is it... you-you find so great about that bloke?

If anything at all.

[Trying to sound... Hank like?]

What makes you want to kiss him so much?

SHH

[sawadeertoday]

That's none of your business.

[ Could he hear how incredulous she sounded? How tired she sounded?

There was a tiny hint of a blush in her tone, too. ]

Why are you curious about this, exactly? [ But then it hits a sharp note. ] He's mine.

this icon needs to be used more for seductive hank

[cheerupemoborg]

...

[Oh dear god.
He had decided to keep this a secret but he's so LONELY AS HANK.]

...What if I make you a cake.
If-If I make you a cake... could I maybe...

Uh...

[How do you sound hank like and ask for this?]

Have...

...

A kiss?

[It sounded a little seductive?]

LMAO this is just beautiful to imagine

[sawadeertoday]

........

[ Silence.

She's staring at the journal in shock. ]

What...? [ she tried weakly. ]

[cheerupemoborg]

...

...

...

...

...Yep.

...

...

...

Soooo?

[sawadeertoday]

Why do you want a kiss from me?

[ She is going to need a damn good reason before she "cheats on Wheatley" like this. ]

[cheerupemoborg]

I'll die. Terrible horrible death. Not pretty. Not at all... they're be blood everywhere, and innards, disgusting.

[He says it quickly. Oh he thought about this.]

And then your beloved moron will die too. In a worse way... than I just mentioned. My death will seem pleasant innnn... in comparison to him.

[sawadeertoday]

... [ She furrows her brow. ]

Where are you? So I can hear about this 'dying' thing in person.

[cheerupemoborg]

J-just hearing?

Are you sure you don't want to do more than that?

[sawadeertoday]

Just tell me where you are.

[ A commanding tone. For some reason, Hank's interests are... odd. And so she's going to just see what this is all about. ]

[cheerupemoborg]

In my room.

[He names the number after a few seconds. He had to check. He responds immediately, obviously eager to see her.]

[sawadeertoday]

I'll be there soon.

[ She'll be cautious as she heads there, of course. Have a knock on the door. ]

[cheerupemoborg]

[The moment she'd knock on the door, it would swing open, a brighter eye'd Hank greeting her. He couldn't smile, but at least the partial remains of his face did all they could to to display a friendly air.

You know, as much as a single eye and nose could do.]

Didn't think you'd uh... b-be here... so quickly.

[Not like he was standing at the door or anything.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ Have a cautious look. ]

So, what is this, exactly? Wanting a kiss from me.

[ This was just falling into leagues of strange. A chipper Hank... ]

[cheerupemoborg]

...I-I told you.

[sawadeertoday]

Why will you die, then?

[cheerupemoborg]

Because.
If I told you, then you'd try to get around it and save your moronic... husband.

...

Wh-who loves you very much, by the way. Tons.

[sawadeertoday]

[ Frown. ]

So... what are you asking for, exactly? Just a kiss?

[ Can he even kiss her back? She looks him over curiously. ]

[cheerupemoborg]

Yes.

[He nods.]

That's all.
One little one.
Nothing-- nothing too big.

...

Can't even kiss you back.

[MOPE.]

[sawadeertoday]

... hm.

[ She wonders what's wrong with him. She doesn't like him- of course she doesn't want to kiss him...! ]

If I do, will you stop taking him away from me?

[ She takes a step closer. Ohh this is weird. ]

[cheerupemoborg]

What?

[Taking him away?]

What are you going on about?

[sawadeertoday]

Making him work for you. I know you've been working together.

[ She takes a step closer, looking up at him, a glint of accusation in her eyes. ]