"Err, okay this doesn't look good." Wheatley's bright blue eyes darted around, looking for a solution. He glanced at the android next to him. "If you have a plan, anything at all, now would be a good time to say it."
A maniac giggle burst from the short blonde with a yelp of "I'm in SPAAACE!"
"Thought you'd say that" Wheatley sighed and surveyed the situation again. "So... this is how we die."
The two robots had been floating in space for a long time. There wasn't a word to measure it anymore. Just long empty vastness of space and time with an annoying voice for company. Not even good company. It had been a long long time.
Yet now it was all going to end. Wheatley didn't have a huge understanding on the laws of physics, but gravity was pretty easy to figure out. If there's a huge object, an invisible force will bring you to it, or something of the sort. So if two androids were to be hurtled into space a little bit away from a huge rocky planet by the name of Earth, they would slowly (oh, was it slowly) find themselves back on it.
Wheatley didn't know much about objects falling to earth from space either, but he did figure that if huge meteors could be reduced to little rocks by the time they hit the ground, two smallish androids wouldn't stand a chance.
And here they were, Earth encompassing their view, about to be dragged in.
Great.