Wheatley looked closely at the moon, his bright blue optic focused in a squint. Moon rocks, moon dust, moon. More moon. God was he bored. He no had longer ad the baffling little space core for companionship. Poor little thing had drifted off toward Jupiter. He wondered if he'd ever be able to get his apology to Chell. He thought back on the day, pictures floating into his mid like an oil painting. The girl who'd trusted him. What had he done…? How could he? With these thoughts, he went back to staring at the moon.
GLaDOS sighed. Testing Blue and Orange all day was actually get close to boring. The small idiots had spent the last half an hour trying not to get shot.
"Press the button to the left of the chamber." She sighed. This was frustrating. Time for a change of view. Switching screen she found something, unusual. It was a cold, empty view of space, unaccompanied by any nose whatsoever. And something white. The moon. From the Morons' point of view. She searched her databanks to see how she could be viewing this, information flowing into her like streams of silk. Then she found it. All Aperture Science cores have built in camera, in case of theft or accidental temporary misplacing. GLaDOS sighed. She swung her chassis slowly. It was then she heard the humming. Caroline again.
"What do you want now?" GLaDOS asked, slightly frustrated by this. That woman would never leave.
"I actually want two things, if you really must know." Caroline replied. The two of them had always had… disagreements.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Well what do you want?"
"One, I want to keep humming, Two I want you to bring Wheatley back."
"Why would I bring the moron back?"
"Because he feels he has a debt to pay to Chell. And once he's paid his debt, I'll leave."
GLaDOS thought it over. Oh what the hell.
Activating retrieval chip for Intelligence Dampening Core.
The automated voice then cut out.
"Are you happy now?" Asked GLaDOS, her optic a scowl.
"Yes. I'm positively GLaD"
"Don't do that."
"Okay… and what about my first request?"
"Yes, you can keep humming. But only because I like this song."
Turning as much as possible, Wheatley noticed earth was a bit to close. Almost as if…as if he was… drifting closer. It was only a few minuets afterwards that the frozen, intense cold of space had been replaced with the horrifically scorching heat of re-entry. He saw a mass of white beneath him briefly, until that was replaced by a rather familiar looking golden field. Then he saw nothing at all.
A/N I hope this fixes any problems with this chapter! Hope to release chapter 2 soon please review !