When Wheatley came to, it was anything but graceful. He shot straight up in a jolt of shock, his new lungs heaving heavily. This was completely impossible, there was no way he was back, and human, yet here he was.

Lifting up a shaky hand, (which he had no idea how he knew what to do, it just happened), he examined his long fingers. They were extremely thin, and shaking uncontrollably, which he was sure wasn't normal. Was it normal? Well, honestly, was anything normal at this point?

His eyes trailed down the parts of his body that he could see, disbelieving thoughts coursing through his mind nonstop. It was in no way possible that he had hands, and arms, and freakishly long legs, it wasn't possible that he was human.

But wasn't there something in Her files that he'd read about this?

Something about a lady named Caroline, who had something to do with Her. Was She… No, She was far from human. She was evil in every way possible. Literally, in every possible way. So horrible that before he had even met her, he'd heard other machines whisper about her, mumbling soft things as if they thought no one would hea-

"You're awake."

"Ah! Yes, I, um, awake. That's me."

"Now we can get to the fun part: testing. I'm not giving you a portal gun, because I'm sure you would find a way to break it."

"Oh, it's not like I-"

"I haven't been able to test for a while, you know. Of course. I've used those handy testing robots, but it's like testing myself. No fun there. Now, my only concern is that it may take you several years to solve a single test chamber. You're nowhere near as good as her."

Wheatley's face contorts into an angry expression, and the movement brings how sore he is to his attention. Whenever he moves, a sharp jolt of pain racks his body. Maybe that's what happens when you aren't actually in your body for… well, a long time.

"Proceed through the door, Moron."

A small metallic door at the end of his cryosleep chamber clicks open, drawing his attention. Now… walking. That's something he doesn't remember how to do. She was always so graceful in everything she did, but he was sure that he would be about as graceful as an elephant in a china store.

"Right. Um. 'Proceed'."

Waiting for a moment, he tried to do what he had done to move his arm earlier. Just by thinking it, his legs moved, and within a few seconds, he had stood up. From what he remembered Her saying earlier, this body was unusually tall. It would seem she wasn't lying, as it looked incredibly long from where his head was sat on his shoulders.

Slowly, he moved one foot after the other, looking down at the floor the entire time. He felt incredibly dull for having trouble with something as simply as walking, but you couldn't blame him. No matter what She said, he wasn't human. He hadn't been for as long as he could remember. It was always just him and the management rail. Bloody thing had never let him go anywhere but in straight lines. Hm, maybe that's why walking was better.

"Right, okay, I'm through the door. I'm not really sure what you want me to do from here on-"

"Get in the elevator. That's how this works. You finish tests, you get in the elevator, you finish more tests. You know, I'm starting to consider just torturing you instead of testing you."

His eyebrows raise quickly in surprise, and he hurries towards the elevator doors. Not good, none of this was any good. He needed a way out, he couldn't stay here forever. No matter what she said now, he knew it wouldn't be too long before she turned to bodily harm. A few tests, that was okay. They weren't too hard, were they? No, he'd seen them before. He'd seen her do them. How bad could it really be?

The elevator came to a shaky start, and his ears were once again filled with her lifeless voice.

"You know, after you left, her and I had quite the conversation. She told me how annoying she thought you were. I just thought you were obligated to know."

His chest tightens weirdly, but he says nothing for once. He knew how these things worked. She was a liar, just trying to upset him. Granted, it was sort of working, but whatever. he just had to remember that it was all lies.

"I kept this first test simple, but I'm sure you'll be able to struggle with it."

The elevator came to an abrupt stop, nearly throwing him off of his feet as the doors opened. He walked out into the test chamber on shaky legs, taking a look around. There was an exit door on the opposite side of the small room, but it was the inside that was really concerning. On one side, there was a large red button on the floor. On the opposite side of the room, there was a weighted cube. Right, she'd made it quite easy.

It took him all of ten seconds to put the- quite heavy, mind you- cube onto the button, opening the door. He walked out the exit without a second thought, waiting for her harsh voice once more. But instead, he heard his own.

"'Here's an idea, since making tests is difficult-why don't you just keep solving THIS test. Same one. And I can just... watch you solve it. Yes. That sounds much easier.' Did you hear that, Moron? That was one of your ideas."

Just then, a wall panel opens next to him, and he winces unintentionally. He had to admit, he deserved it. He definitely deserved it, after what he had done. For gods sake, he'd almost killed her, and he'd laughed about it. Absolutely grand, wasn't it? This would be a long, long day.