A/N: I am feeling a portal writing mood, so these will be One-shots, Mostly poems. Just random haiku's on portal. No, I do not own portal. The haiku's, however…
Haiku's:
I wish we had known
Just a single, simple, thought;
That power corrupts
A/N: Wheatley reflects on the saying.
Yes, we are in space.
I know that, and so do you.
But must you scream it?
A/N: And more Wheatley, on the Space Core.
Incinerator,
Cyrogenic Storage, a
Screaming Robot Room?
A/N: Wheatley again, on his punishment, maybe Chell, if you squint.
Oh Companion Cube,
Companion Cube, Pink and Burnt,
Keep me company
A/N: Chell, maybe Rattman, but probably Chell.
…Did you know that I like writing Wheatley? I can't help it, I just think Wheatley=Poems.
