Those words. Those few words that formed a sentence had made Chell's stomach feel like butterflies. He stole Chell's heart. And her reply: "Yes."
Chell's heart kept on beating faster and faster. It felt almost as if she might faint. Her eyes stared deep into Wheatley's soft blue eyes. Tears started to well up in her eyes. Wheatley took notice of this.
"L-Luv? Are you okay?" His cute voice worriedly asked. Chell smiled, "Yes, I'm okay." Wheatley then took the ring and placed it on her finger. "I love you..." He whispered shyly, blushing. Chell smiled while her happy tears still rolled down her face. "I...I love you too...Wheatley..."
Wheatley was happy, finally, without that other side. He loved this peacefulness that is eluminating from him and Chell's love. He just hoped for the best on their wedding day.
"C'mon Wheatley, let's go find a place to stay." She took his hand and walked with him across the field.
[Back at Aperture]
A little turret was walking down the hallways. "I need to go tell master something!" It squealed happily, it wanted to tell it's master, or GLaDOS, that he had a son with his wife.(They are AU too!)
As he reached his master's room, he politely knocked, knowing his master liked people to knock. "Master?" The turret squealed excitedly, knocking again. After his twentieth knock, he decided to open the door and take a look.
What he saw, he couldn't bear it. It was his master's body, dead! Blood and guts and everything! "EEEEEK! MASTER!" He went to run out the door but it closed by itself. "What?!" The little turret tried to look for another exit but couldn't find one. The little turret scurried to hide in a corner, hoping nothing more would happen.
The monitors in the back of the room suddenly turned on, revealing an all too familiar face. "Wh-Wheatley?!" Yup, it was Wheatley. Alive and well. Was it a set up?
"'Ello little turret! I see you have found the 'trash'..." The Wheatley on the monitors announced. The unlucky turret glanced at the body and back to Wheatley. "M-Master? Y-You-?!" But Wheatley interupted him. "Yes, your 'Master', is DEAD. Now I've taken Chell with me, I'm going to ask her to marry me... But THIS Wheatley, he will devour her soul!" He bellowed, making the turret shiver.
"And from now on, I AM YOUR MASTER!" Wheatley then laughed insanely, the turret knew this wasn't Wheatley, but... It couldn't be...they got rid of him... is it...
"Split-Personality Wheatley..."
[A/N] I bet you're like, WHOA WHOA WHOA. WHY ARE YOU REVEALING THIS ALREADY?! Well, it's all part of my master plan! MUAHAHAHAHA! *ahem* ... WAIT TIL' NEXT TIME! HOPE YOU'LL ENJOY THIS SEQUEL TO FORGIVENESS EQUALS HAPPINESS!