Author's Note:

Hooray for Chapter 7. I'm lovin' this, and my story's getting more people's attention. Thanks, guys. You make this lots of fun.

Wheatley chugged down the Pixy Stick. His eyes opened as wide as dinner plates. Next thing Chell knew, he couldn't stop.

"OHMAN!"

"What?"

"ITSSOGOOD!"

"Wheatley, chill out."

"IMGOINGCRAZY!"

"You think I haven't put that together yet?"

"HELPMECHELL!"

"Help you What?"

"STOPBEINGNUTS!"

"That's beyond my control. Ask GLaDOS. Maybe she'll lend you some Confusion Gas."

"NOWAYTHATSABADIDEA!"

"Well then, don't ask for my help."

So with that, Wheatley ran randomly shrieking through the halls. He eventually found P-Body's homeroom.

"PBODYIMONASUGARRUSH!"

"Whoa, no kidding. You're going nuts. You do know about the sugar LOW, right?"

"WHATSTHAT?"

"You crash after a few minutes of a sugar rush."

"AWWHAT?"

"You heard me."

"INEEDHELP!"

"Your problem, bro. Not mine."

Wheatley continued running and shrieking till he came across ATLAS's classroom.

"ATLASYOUHAVETOHELPME!"

"With your crazy sugar rush?"

"HOWDIDYOUKNOW?"

"You think I couldn't tell?"

"WELLWHATEVERJUSTHELPME!"

"By doing what, exactly?"

"SOMETHING! ANYTHING!"

"Go back to class with Chell."

"BUTI-"

"Don't argue. Trust me. Go."

Wheatley ran screeching back to his homeroom with Chell. He stood next to her.

"How's that sugar rush working out for ya?"

And with that, Wheatley collapsed onto the floor.

"There's the sugar low."

"Ugh…"

Wheatley sat up, rubbing his head. "Where am I?"

"You're at The Institute of learning. Grab your backpack. We need to head back to the bedchamber."

"Oog… Fine."

Wheatley grabbed Chell's hand and they walked towards their bedchamber.

"Hey, Chell, do you… (how do you say it…) "like" anyone?"

"Um, well, you're my friend…"

"LIKE-like."

"No, not really."

Wheatley sighed. "Oh, uh, NO! me neither. Just… trying to start a conversation."

Inside, he was actually really upset that Chell didn't LIKE-like him.

Author's Note:

Tons of people are gonna ask, so let me just clear this up: I do NOT actually like Chell. I mean, she's my friend, but I don't have a crush on her. That was my 'idea' that I talked about in the author's note of the last chapter. Ok. That's all.