Portal 2 oneshot. Follow Wheatley as he ponders to himself and the Space Core as he gets excited about space as they drift along aimlessly. In space.
-GreenAryll
He couldn't quite find the word for it.
Big.
Well, it certainly was big, it was humongous. but that wasn't the word he was looking for. He glanced around once again at the vast nothingness before him. Space.
Lonely.
Not quite. Wheatley had his thoughts to entertain him. Millions of things to ponder out here, he thought restlessly. Besides, there was always him.
"Spaaaaace..." He floated past Wheatley, constantly repeating the same few syllables that Wheatley would quickly grow tired of. Space. Asteroids. Planets. Stars. Space.
"Yup... space." Wheatley repeated. It wasn't long before the Space Core flew out of Wheatley's sight and back again. He was much too excited.
Quiet.
Well, unless you count the Space Core, there was a deafening silence about the place that irritated him. He wasn't much of a conversation though. His responses usually had to do with asteroids or planets.
"Space."
Dark.
Apart from the stars, and a few of what Wheatley called "glowy space bits," there wasn't much light out here. Wheatley, of course, did have his flashlight. They told me I'd die if I turned it on,he repeated to himself. Out of habit, he didn't often use it. Not that there was much to see. It was only Wheatley, the Space Core and the trash that came whipping past them - bits of metal and rock from satellites and meteors - aimlessly floating about just as they were.
He did feel kind of lonely after a while. After getting over the general excitement of getting hurled into space, he'd lost track of time and didn't mind much where he was going anymore. Not much conversation out in space. He'd tried to get the Space Core to talk about something other than space, but it didn't take long for him to be distracted by a planet or a star or...
"Spaaaace!"
Here I am, He thought. In space. He could go anywhere. He could see other stars, other planets... It's infinite, really...
That was it. Infinite. There was an infinite amount of things to see and an infinite amount of time to see them in.
"We are cores, after all," He mused, not expecting an answer.
"Asteroids. Stars. Moons."
"Yup," Wheatley replied. "We can drift along, and see all those stars and asteroids and whatnot..."
"Gonna see the moon, gonna see space."
"Yeah mate, we're gonna see space." Wheatley replied, glancing back at Earth, which looked no bigger than a core at this point.
"Space."