GLaDOS had a problem. No more Test Subjects. GLaDOS solved the problem! Clone some more. But the first clone she created turned out to be rather more than she was expecting...

Chell entered the old observation room in the abandoned test chambers. The most beautiful woman she had ever seen was painted in a portrait on the wall. Chell is mesmerized, GLaDOS just wants to get out.

What could make testing better? 3 robots. Say hello to the new robot test subject, Green!

That scream haunted her until the end of her days. One-shot/drabble.

Why should it be any different?

Chelley fluff. Or is it? One-shot. Rated T for extreme [REDACTED]. Most of you will probably hate me after reading this, be prepared for an extremely short 300 words of awfulness. I'm pretty sure I've mastered this 'fluff' business, but please tell me if I failed.

Five characters, one story. What they don't know is that they're all keeping secrets from each other.

Caroline reflects on her life in Aperture Science on the eve of becoming GLaDOS and unleashing havoc onto the facility. Reviews are greatly appreciated.

Hey, Little Atom. Tell me what's on your mind! This one is the direct successor to Cute Little Caroline. This story also came from such a diverse inspiration spectrum, if you can name all of them, I will personally mail you my piss in a jar. Even the description of this story has another. Seriously though, first M-rated thing I've shown to the public. Have fun reading.

A drabble inspired by a particular scene in Portal 2. On their way to confront GLaDOS, Chell and Wheatley stop before a haunting spectacle from Aperture's past. Chell suddenly seems to find herself reliving a lost memory...

Aperture had always been a place where everything and everyone stayed on their own forever.

(Old fanfic) Both Portal games written as a novel. Memory-less and annoyed with the situation, Chell ventures through Aperture Science battling test after test after test. But what else is going on? And why is everything trying to kill her?

Just a short bit of Caveline fluff inspired by the Magnetic Fields song "Nothing Matters When We're Dancing." Cover art by silverstreams, who was nice enough to let me use it here.

They called them happy endings.

I'll be writing one chapter each day, until Christmas. I'm also gonna be skipping around worlds so let me know if there's any world you have in mind, like Pokemon! Rated T for blood

To keep his workaholic assistant from going into work on Christmas, Cave Johnson invites Caroline to his place for Christmas festivities. A Secret Santa gift for Silverstreams.

Caroline, despite being a mere assistant, is asked to help design a new kind of test chamber. A Secret Santa gift for Tumblr's millennium-queen.

Some of them believed Aperture had been the worst mistake of their lives. And yet there they were, one more Christmas later.

Humans, Wheatley decides, are complicated.

Christmas is coming! Oh noes! This is a parody of cliches in fanfic and is not meant to be taken seriously. If you intend to take it seriously this may not be the story for you.

A novelization of Portal with a couple of twists and turns thrown in... Follow the stories of GLaDOS, Doug Rattman, and our favorite subject as she fights to survive and uncover the mysteries of Aperture Science. T for dark elements and possible violence/language.

I-I thought it was the end for me, but no. I thought, you know, me being dead was what everyone wanted - that's what I wanted, off and on, at least. But it seems they don't want me dead, yet, I guess. Apparently my, uh, suffering has only begun...and She's going to see it through. Ugh, what a bloody mess this is...

Wheatley gets fed up with how slow the Lady is solving tests. He brings her up to his lair to sleep, and finds beauty in how peaceful she rests in sleep mode. Human!Wheatley

The saddest day of her life.

GLaDOS wasn't laughing. Neither was Chell.