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Chapter 4: The Distraction
Chell and Wheatley went into the next room and stumbled upon two robots- a tall, skinny one, and a smaller, rounder one. The first one was P-Body, the second one was Atlas. They were blocking a door labeled "Glados's Emergency Facility". "Um, hello? Can you two understand me?" Wheatley asked, and P-Body nodded. "Well, um, can you two just step aside and let us in that door? You know, the door you are blocking? Can you do that for us?" P-Body and Atlas looked at each other, then back at Wheatley. They then charged at full speed, with portal gun in hand, ready to destroy them. Wheatley and Chell moved three steps to the left, and that caused the two stupid robots to crash into the door. "Is that a "no", then? Or did you two just see a fly and were trying to get it?" Wheatley almost sarcastically asked again, and was responded by a whack across the face from a portal gun from Atlas. "Yeah, so that's definitely a no." Wheatley stumbled up, and then said, looking at them, "Well, I just wanted to be civil, like a nice robot, but you forced me to attack you. Come on, lady; let's show these stupid, uneducated robots what we got!" Wheatley shot at Atlas, who ran left, and Chell shot at P-Body, who ran right. They both bumped into each other at a corner, and laughed. "Oh, ha-ha, so very funny. It's so funny… it's not funny at all." Wheatley said, failing at a joke. Atlas pointed behind Wheatley, and Wheatley said, "What is it?", and looked behind him. Atlas charged at Wheatley, who then turned back around, and hit Atlas in the head and knocked him out. "I… I meant to do that. Yeah, how do you like it, huh?" Wheatley said, faking toughness. P-Body stepped out of the way of the door, but hit Wheatley in the head again just for fun. "Grrr…." Wheatley growled at him. They went in the door and found it completely empty. "Uh…. Hello? Anyone here? Any helpless robots for us to destroy?" Wheatley blabbered.
"I'm over here, moron."
Chell and Wheatley looked behind them to see Glados, with a full robot body, holding a spear. "What took you so long? If you wanted to come here to try and destroy me, that's fine. But you had to wait three whole months? Well, no matter. Let us fight-to the death." Glados said that last word in a deeper voice, probably implying she was serious. Wheatley looked at Chell, who nodded. "Okay, let's go."
Tune in next time for the battle of good and evil! Same Big Red Time, same Big Red Channel! More or less with the "time" part.