All of the lights and electronics suddenly turned off.
"I KNEW I should have installed the battery... Backu..." GLaDOS said, then turning off.
CRASH
Wheatley huddled into the corner of the room, guessing who was about to break through his makeshift door blocker.
CRASH
Deep breaths, deep breaths, you have the medication in your-No, wait, you don't.
CRACK
Wheatley got up and started frantically searching the kitchen for a little orange bottle.
YEEEEAAAKKKKK-CRASH
Wheatley saw the small bottle sitting on the checkerboard over by GLaDOS's monitor.
But it was too late.
The Madwoman was walking up the stairs, saying "Wheatley? Are you here?"
Wheatley ran out of the small, open kitchen, to the checkerboard, and then he grabbed the medication bottle and opened it.
"Wheatley!" The Madwoman said, very happily.
"H-Hello!" He said, terrified.
"You love me!" She said, still walking up the stairs very slowly.
"Um, about-"
"What do you want to do?" She asked.
"Umm... How about... Hmm..." He said, trying to think a way out of the horrible-for-him situation.
The Madwoman ran up and kissed him.
Now, this time, Wheatley had predicted her trying to make him ill, and was thus not... AS horrified as the first three times she had.
When she pulled away, Wheatley stuffed a pill from the small orange bottle into her mouth and walked her on the back.
And then he ran over to the sink and thoroughly cleaned his mouth with some mouthwash.
The Madwoman just looked at him, trying to figure out what he just did, he had never done something like that before.
She started to get sleepy, so she pulled Wheatley over to the floor in his tiny living room next to his kitchen, and laid down next to him, falling asleep shortly after.
"Yes! I did it!" Wheatley said, getting up, happy he had not been murdered or locked in a dungeon or... Other things.
He ran out his door, went out to the back of the building, then pulled the huge breaker in the back that had been pulled down.
He ran back inside 'his' apartment.
"Who is she?" GLaDOS asked, glaring at the girl sleeping on the floor.
"She's, umm, the crazy person who used to follow me around." Wheatley said, still a bit nervous about her being in his home.
"HER... Can I kill her?" GLaDOS asked, looking murderous.
"What? Why?! No! She didn't do anything to YOU!" Wheatley answered.
GLaDOS looked at him, then glared at the girl again, then looked at him, then glared at the girl. As if trying to decide if she wanted to kill her or not.
"Fine. But I DON'T like her." GLaDOS said.
"Hnnnnguh..." The Madwoman started moving.
Wheatley facepalmed.
The Madwoman woke up, then looked at Wheatley, then at GLaDOS, then at Wheatley, then at GLaDOS.
"Hi." She said.
"Hello. Nice to see you again."GLaDOS spat.
"What did I say to you?" The Madwoman asked, pointing at Wheatley while rubbing her eyes in shame.
"I...I don't want to talk about it." Wheatley said, making sure to stay close to GLaDOS.
"So you DON'T love me?" The Madwoman asked, looking a bit disappointed.
"No, but we can be... Friends." Wheatley said.
GLaDOS started glaring at him.
"I-I need to go back to where I was, that hospital place." The Madwoman said.
"Um, Lady, how about we just go to the police station and let them take you back? 20 miles is an awful lot of walking."
"Sure." The Madwoman said, getting up.
"Great." He nudged GLaDOS with his elbow.
GLaDOS really, REALLY wanted to come.
"What do you mean she's 'denied'?" Wheatley asked Lucas at the front desk.
"She's done. She doesn't need any further treatment, she's been released under the condition she takes her medication every morning and night." Lucas said.
"And, you've been... Designated, as her 'caretaker'." Lucas finished.
"What?" Wheatley asked.
"You, you have to make sure she takes her medication every morning and every night. That's what you've been assigned to." Lucas said.
"No! You can't make me!" Wheatley said.
"Well, I guess you COULD hire someone to do it for you, but she's your responsibility now, if she needs any treatment or causes property damage due to neglecting her medication, you'll be the one responsible." Lucas told him.
"Of bloody course." Wheatley mumbled.
Wheatley walked back to the waiting room.
"Come on, let's go." He told The Madwoman.
"What? They're not taking me anywhere?" She asked, confused.
"No, you've been... Released." Wheatley said, as she got up and they started walking out the front door.
"Good. God, I hated that place." She said.
"Lady-" Wheatley started.
"Why are you calling me 'Lady'? I have a name, you know." She said, a bit offended.
"I don't, um, know your name." Wheatley said.
"It's Chell." Chell said.
"Uhm, 'Chell', you were released under the condition that I check on you twice a day and make sure you take your medication." Wheatley told her.
"Oh. Why you?" Chell asked.
"I don't know. Oh, um, you need to take this." Wheatley held out a small white and red pill for her.
"Thanks." Chells said, then she swallowed the small pill.
"Okay, there is your apartment, I believe... So, see you tomorrow, then." Wheatley said.
"Okay, bye." Chell replied.
Wheatley turned and walked away.
A./N.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA ALL YOUR CAKE IS BELONGING TO ME!
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