'Ello! Agh, I'm kinda lazy to be typing this right now... I was in the middle of watching Vampire Knight, but, fuck it, I'll try. :P

FangirlyNeko: You- I just- Oh god- ASDFGHJ. I LOVE YOU. I CAN'T. I JUST. CAN'T- bzzzt. I'm sorry. Apparently, emotional outbursts take more power than 1.6 volts. Heh.

shouvin: PURE AWESOMENESS! Btw, did I fix the whole "who's saying what?" issue at least somewhat? I figured out what you meant...

Spawn of Madness: Backgrounds FTW. RARG!

ardx: Yay, another British person! GLaDOS is in fact, mummy. I always liked the whole CarolinexCave thing in Portal 2. I just loved it.

ANYONE WHO REVIEWED THIS TIME AROUND GETS A WHEATLEY IN A PEAR TREE~!


Wheatley's POV

"How many test chambers did you make?"

Wheatley smirked. "Let's see. Are you counting the ones you built, or just mine?"

"Everything," GLaDOS muttered. The blond moron sighed.

"343."

GLaDOS gasped. "343? Do you expect us to get through 343test chambers?" Wheatley laughed. "D'you really think we'd make it that far? I only made Chell go through 11 of them. Honestly," he said irritably. "Call me a moron, but I'm not that stupid."

"Sure."

Wheatley rolled his eyes. I wish I'd eaten that potato while I could... If trying to defeat the AI hadn't been a pain in the ass enough, now he had to take care of her. If Chell was here, she'd know exactly what was going on, and they'd be done already. But no, she'd gone above to try and settle a place for them. He didn't blame her, of course. If she thought that was the best thing to do, it was the best thing to do. Still, though...

"Hey, moron. Done day-dreaming?"

Wheatley shook himself. "Shut it. I was notdreaming." The potato just snorted. "This is why I don't like children," she muttered.

"You've never seen one."

"How do you know?"

"Because I've been here my whole damn life," he growled. "I haven't seen a single person in here that wasn't at least 20." GLaDOS laughed. "Yeah. And I've obviously been in here my whole life." The moron frowned. "You have been in here your whole life."

"Nope."

"Yeah."

"No."

"Yeah."

"No."

"...Yup."

GLaDOS' voice cracked. "No, I haven't! Go ask Chell!"

Wheatley snorted. "She's not here. Convenient, isn't it?"

"No," GLaDOS said scathingly. "That's not what I'm talking about." The potato sighed, narrowing her optic. "She knows everything now." Wheatley frowned at her. What the hell? "What-?"

"I-I tried to stop her from knowing. I did everything I could to delay it."

"Know what?" Wheatley was becoming more and more confused, scowling in annoyance.

"I don't remember," GLaDOS muttered sorrowfully. So sorrowfully, in fact, that even the moron's loathing cracked a little. Of all of us, who's been hurt the most? Yes, Chell. But even this potato has seen more of life than I have.

GLaDOS' POV

[File-Caroline Locked]

[Enter password]

[Admin GLaDOS-Artificial Intelligence type-password {Lemons} Accepted.]

[Caroline- Open file {memories} y/n]

Wheatley had gone off to solve the rest of the chamber, having left GLaDOS in front of the exit door. "Hurry up," She said quietly. "Hurry. UP."

[Loading...Complete]

[Opening...]

The potato growled in frustration. Could this go any slower?

[Please stand by]

[Date:November 24th, 1996, 8:42 AM]

"Mommy?"

The woman on the other side of the bed groaned. "What now?" she muttered.

"My presents, mom."

"I said five hours, Michelle."

"It's been five hours, Caroline!" the blond-haired girl whined. Caroline rolled her eyes, pulling her blankets off of her. "I've told you, Chell. Please don't call me Caroline."

"Presents."

Caroline sighed. She knew for a fact that she was fighting a losing battle. "Okay, presents. I think Daddy might have left you one." Chell gasped, throwing herself out of her bed and ran, screaming, down the stairs. Caroline could vaguely hear her daughter yelling her father's name as the pounded away. The mother's heart sank. Soon, she knew, the inevitable was going to happen- she would have to explain that Cave Johnson, the love of her life, was dead- and that too, to a newly turned five-year-old. She sighed, pulling herself out of the bed and went downstairs.

"Mom."

Chell was standing there, her eyes watery, threatening to overflow.

"Michelle-"

"You never told me."

Caroline stood there, unable to reply to her daughter. Chell's eyes were full of fury, suddenly boiling over.

"I thought... I thought mothers told their children everything."

The memory changed...

A full-grown Chell was now standing in front of the GLaDOS chassis, her heart and eyes full of nothing but hatred. GLaDOS herself was filled with sorrow and guilt , watching but doing nothing to stop her. The neurotoxin had no effect on the young woman; she simply flew through portals and landed on the ground, the deed of revenge having been fulfilled.

[Date:November 24th, 2027 1:14PM]

"No..."

"Hey, potato! C'mon! Last chamber!" Wheatley's voice was far-off, faint and barely heard by the potato in question.

"I can't move, idiot," GLaDOS snarled at him, sounding more annoyed than usual. Wheatley recoiled, gingerly reaching for the potato. Chell's voice kept drifting back into the AI's mind. You never...told...me...

Never.

I hate you so much.

Wheatley picked up the potato and re-stabbed it onto the portal gun. "Look, I know you hate me, but we have to work together here. Who's going to lead this place when we go?" GLaDOS gave herself a little internal shake. "I am," she said coldly. "Anyone else would blow the place apart."

"But-"

"I will let you go."

"Pfft. Sure you will."

"I will."

"Nope."

"Yeah."

"Nope."

"Yes."

"No-"

Suddenly, a loud and familiar voice erupted from the nearby speakers. "Welcome, gentlemen, to Aperture Science. Astronauts, war heroes, Olympians-you're here because we want the best, and you are it. So: Who is ready to make some science?"

Wheatley snorted. "Who the hell-"

"Shh!" Your girlfriend's father is speaking! The potato thought sarcastically. "THEY didn't fly into space, storm a beach, or bring back the gold. No sir... bzzzt weeeeeee diddddd! It's youuuuu and me against the world, son! I like yourrrrrrrrrr grit! Hustle could use some work, though. Nowwwwwww bzzzt let's solve this thing!" Cave Johnson's voice was torn apart by random buzzes and beeps, and his speech was oddly slurred, like someone had messed with the recordings...

GLaDOS' optic narrowed. "Did you do anything with those recordings?" She asked. Wheatley blushed slightly."Err, well, I might have gotten rid of a few, y'know. Here and there. Took up too much space," he muttered shamefacedly. "Heh. Well, It might be useful..."

"Warning:Reactor Core Meltdown imminent. Please prepare for Facility shut down.To override shut down, please-Bzzzzzzt."

GLaDOS sighed. "You got rid of that too, didn't you?"

"Yeah. Useful."

Wheatley'sPOV

What's she going off about?

Yes, GLaDOS was mean at best, but it's not everyday that she'd snap at him like that. Wheatley shook himself. "We gotta get to the next camera, mate. Let's hope Chell's there..." Right on cue, the nearest camera snapped up, suddenly awake, and the nearest monitor blinked to life, showing a slightly ruffled-looking Chell. Her blue eyes were fixed on the potato, narrowing slightly.

"Tell me everything." The former test subject's voice was cold. GLaDOS sighed. "Look, I know that you're not going to give this up without a fight. But please hold on until- Oh, look. Thereit is."

Wheatley spun around. "The- Oh, the core humanization unit? Ah. Umm, well. Seems like someonemight have accidentally switched it to the android setting. And... maybe that person also broke the lever. On accident. Of course."

"You little idiot! You crazy, insane b-"

"SHUT UP!" Chell's voice rang out clearly through the room. Wheatley cringed, and GLaDOS let out a little gasp. "It doesn't matter! No one gives a single crap if you're an android and not a human!"

GLaDOS sighed. "Michelle. Listen to me, please, just this once. The daughter I knew would never-"

"I'm not your daughter."