From Out of the Vault

by angeliccharizard

GLaDOS is thrilled that P-body and Atlas were able to free countless test subjects from the vault she could never get her cold metallic clutches on- however, somehow even from the vacuum of space, Wheatly ruins it all. Once Chell hears what sounds like GLaDOS testing again, she goes back to the place she never thought she would. (Human Cores Fic)

1. Chapter 1

"Alright. I spy with my little eye, something black, and endless."

"SPAAAACE!"

Wheatley nodded. "Good. Yup. You got it. Okay, now let's play charades." He pulled his handles as close to eachother as they would go, and then pulled them apart so they formed a 180 with eachother.

"S-SPAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!" The space core screamed in response.

"Brilliant! Right again. I'd think you were great at this game if it weren't for the fact that all you say is space, so all I do is space."

"SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!"

"Yes. I know."

"Space space space. I'm an astronaut. I'm in SPAAAAACE!"

"Yes. I know! We've been in space for- actually, I don't know how long. I was never given any internal timekeeping device... But I know it was a really, really, long time." He let out a long simulated sigh. "I would say, what did I do to deserve this? But in reality, I do know what I did. This is the least I deserve for being so stupid! I mean- what was I thinking!? We were this close to escaping, and I just went out and betrayed her."

"I'm in space."

"Yup. Yes you are, mate. You know... if I were to see her again... You know what I would say? I'm sorry. Because, I really really have some genuine regret right now."

"Uhhhgh."

Wheatley blinked and whirled around in his casing towards the Space core. "I'm sorry, what was that?"

The Space core sighed. "I'm sorry, soooo sorry" He mocked. "Annoying."

Wheatley stared at the little core, completely baffled. "You think... That I'm annoying."

The Space core chuckled. "Ooohoohoo. Space drama."

"Yeah, you bet!" He jerked his optic upwards, irritated. "You're calling me annoying, mister space twenty-four seven! That's like, the pot calling the kettle black! Though I'm not quite sure... Whether it's a very good saying. I've seen many not black pots. Like, silver ones... And... I think a tan one... But- that's not the point! You know what I mean!"

"Oh so sooorry, didn't mean to try and kiilll youu." He chirped.

"Okay, I've had just about enough-"

"Sooooooooooo sorry."

"Oh, okay. I see where this is going. Fine. Oh! I love space! So much space! Yay space! Space space space space space! I don't even care how much I say space, because this EMPTY VOID is just SO entertaining!"

"Sorry!"

"Space is great!"

"Sooooorry!"

"I love space!"

"Sooooooooo-"

Access granted

Wheatley squinted in confusion. "Wait, what? I never said that. What are you getting at?"

The Space core jerked around franticly. "Space? Is that you?"

Upload initiated

Wheatley was able to discern at this point that this strange voice did not in fact belong to the Space core. "Okay, that's odd. Uhh, I didn't request any upload... Of any sort. Uhh, cancel, please."

Access denied

"Okay, would you at least tell me what you are uploading?"

Upload elapsed: 50 percent

"Yeah, so... That didn't actually help-" Wheatley stopped speaking as his processes began to run slower. He tried to shake the feeling off by shaking and blinking, but he just felt groggier.

Upload complete

Wheatley's visual input drew a blank as he felt himself go completely offline.