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.]

Comments

[kryptonian]

[Her eyes narrow as she looks down at the cyborg body and the woman kneeling next to him.]

Yeah? Because my friend there is missing a leg and an arm. Tell me what the hell is going on or I'll make things really even.

[She scans GLaDOS, too. How many robots could there be in a forest?]

[cheerupemoborg]

D-don't pretend he's the good guy here...!

[He looks at Blue.]

You're not the-- the good guy here!

[And back at Kara-- though it's more impulsive than threatening.]

And-and you know...Yo-you don't know anything!!! You-you just come about... come about here thinking you do and-- and break stuff! Wrecking things up... making yourself seem j-justified, when-- when you're not!

[A little bit too chatty to be Hank, isn't he?

And he clenches the wrist to the arm he does have, narrowing his eye at nothing. When GLaDOS gets close though, his gaze flickers to her, softening... looking a little ashamed.]

Um...
I eh...
I... I messed up.
I-I know I did. Don't even have to say anything...
I-I... I know. I know I did. Paying for it now. Paying for that now.

S-sorry...

[NOT SAYING SORRY TO YOU THOUGH HANK. YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF HIM.]

[whistles_the_blues]

[He certainly didn't feel like the good guy here, laying around in multiple pieces. He knew he did what had to be done though, it sucked that the first machine he ran into here had no self control.]

[wheatdos]

[Hank shakes his head at Kara before jabbing a thumb towards GLaDOS.]

I see you're not as quick on the uptake as this one is.

I am Hank Henshaw.

[Afterwards, he'll glare at Wheatley and grabs a tuff of his blonde hair.]

You're still technically in one piece! Unlike my body, and that fellow there. So stop whining.

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS gives an affirmative nod once Hank reveals who he really is... before glancing back to Wheatley. ]

You can't do something like that every time you feel confident. [ she tells him, lowly- only intended for him to hear. A hand hesitantly found its way to rest on the metal side of his face, finding the action extremely awkward. Even if she knew the person inside was truly Wheatley... ] You're going to get killed one day.

[ She was rather upset- it seemed that one little burst of confidence could destroy everything. All of her work. And that was a bit concerning. ]

[kryptonian]

I'm not going to apologize for not being psychic, and what does it matter? He did these things regardless of whose body it is. Fix it later and go cry to your diary about it.

[cheerupemoborg]

GNN...

[He growled at her, but stayed relatively silent. To both Kara and Hank.]

...

[An accusing mutter, but when GLaDOS speaks, he looks away in embarrassment.]

I-I... I don't know how all of this happened, if I'm honest.

[A subdued voice. He's not usually this violent. Things just happened and he spun out of control...]

I uh...

[He looks at blue]

Um... s-sorry mate...

[Something incredibly genuine. He really was sorry. It could be heard in his voice, even if his face just looked like a big ol' scary thing.]

[whistles_the_blues]

[Blues for the moment didn't much care for how sincere he sounded. He had literally ripped him to pieces on a power high whim. So Wheatley's just going to get a vacant stare from Blues for now.]

[wheatdos]

[He sighs.]

Stubbornness really is a universal trait...

Then are you done here? After all, you're friend looks to be in need of repairs as well.

Ought to get a jump on that.

[Wouldn't want him to rust! Can he rust?]

[sawadeertoday]

[ There's something about this lady that just irritates GLaDOS to no end- must be the 'justice' thing going on. Either way, she won't do anything about it other than give her a dirty look upon her reply.

Really, she was a strange one. GLaDOS seemed to think that she was the only one who could insult Wheatley... hence her protectiveness over him. ]

... how about you explain it later. [ she told Wheatley, moving her hand to the top of his head, petting back what hair he had. ] You're not helping your case right now.

[kryptonian]

My friend can wait.

I'm not going anywhere until I know what you intend to do with the guy using your "body". If he's going to be running around being destructive, then I'm going to have to make sure he can't do that, even if it means he's living in a hunk of compacted metal for the rest of his time.

[cheerupemoborg]

D-don't talk about me as if I'm not here!!!
I said I was sorry!! I-I said that!!

[Frustrationnnnn.]

[whistles_the_blues]

[Luckily Blues is made of a special titanium, so rusting isn't really a big deal for him, but now he certainly felt the need to speak up.]

I'd rather be sure he can't do something like this again. It's one thing to have this happen to me, it's another for it to happen to someone less durable.

[wheatdos]

[He frowns at them.

Blues, don't do it. Don't get on the Shit List!]

You've done quite enough already.

I intend to find a way to fix this... or wait for it to end naturally. Should he misbehave, his original form [Hank pats his chest] will have to pay the price.

[sawadeertoday]

We'll be with him. And I don't intend on having him do anything like this again.

[ She sounds a little testy about it. ]

The more you bother him, the more you'll aggravate him anyway.

[ she said simply, trying to keep Wheatley calm by continuing to stroke through his hair. Although it was infinitely odd and just not normal. ]

[kryptonian]

And what do you intend to do if he acts up, huh? How are you two going to stop him?

Intention is nice and all but anyone can intend something. I need to know what you'll do.

[cheerupemoborg]

...

[He is quiet, retreating a little closer to GLaDOS...]

TALK. TO. ME.

[He's growling. The frustration is overwhelming. Even though he's screaming and clearly unhappy he seems just generally less threatening-- sorry you have to deal with the sight of GLaDOS petting your head, Hank... but it's calming him down tremendously.]

I'm not a bad bloke! I've NEVER hurt anyone here!
Stop making me-- making me out to be the bad guy!!! I'm not incompetent! I can hear you! I can hear what you're saying!! SO STOP. IGNORING ME!! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!

I'm not going to act up!
I'm not a bad bloke! I'm-- a good guy!!

[His voice cracks.]

[whistles_the_blues]

[Blues looked down to where his arm should be, then to where his leg should be, and finally back to Wheatley.]

Wow... Really?

[wheatdos]

[This is all killing his pride, ugh.

His gaze drifts from Kara to GLaDOS.]

I don't think I'm the one who'll be keeping him in line...

[Hank sighs again after Wheatley's outburst, turning to face him this time.]

Really. Okay, fine. Start talking.

[sawadeertoday]

[ Wheatley's little outburst makes her shudder, unsure of what to say.

But then GLaDOS raises an eyebrow at Hank. True, she was in charge of Wheatley, technically- but she didn't know anything about his body's powers. ]

You'll have to tell me about what your body can do, so I can anticipate it, you know.

[ She pauses, when Hank tells Wheatley to start talking- before adding: ]

Go for it. Even if you have a tendency of digging yourself deeper into a hole the more you do talk.

[kryptonian]

[She rolls her eyes, hands on her hips.]

You have one chance to convince me.

[cheerupemoborg]

[Wait. He doesn't actually have anything to say though.]

I... uh... hm.
You, you know... didn't think this one through.
Nope. Didn't do that. Don't really have anything to say.

[Oh... but then Kara speaks!]

Oh, well uh... When I'm in my body...
I... I can make it up to you, love.
And-and that bloke over there maybe.
Assuming he wants to even talk to me.
I can get the stuff for his repairs.
Can do that.
I... uh, I can... I don't know... um...

...

...

Do you like cake?

[STUPIDEST SUGGESTION EVER. HE'S TRYING.]

I can bake you a phenomenal cake.
And then... uhh...

...

[He's evidently nervous. At least he's genuine?]

Obviously not going to... do what I just did... again.
Obviously. Not gonna do that.

[whistles_the_blues]

[He was going to bake a cake, That's supposed to make up for this?]

[wheatdos]

[His brow furrows in response to GLaDOS.]

Fine. Later.

[Great job, Wheatley. Thumbs up! Who doesn't want cake?]

And you could also help me with putting our minds back where they belong.

[sawadeertoday]

[ Admittedly, this will also help her if Hank ever does anything, like she suspects he will someday! Yippee.

Either way, she'll give a nod to Hank. ]

That's definitely a start. I'll work on that with you.

[ Because the idea of hanging out with that giant cyborg-guy for a husband just... didn't work for her. ]