February 14 Wheatley woke with a start, and saw that the calendar featured a heart. He panicked and scrambled for something to say. "Oh scrap! I forgot it was Valentine's Day!"
Yes, Wheatley'd forgotten the date, you can bet. It was V-day and he had nothing to get!
His previous gifts hadn't gone all that well, but what do you get for a girl such as Chell? She's not one for flowers, or candy, or cake. After what they'd been through, all of that seemed so...fake.
Then a brilliant idea popped into his head: What better gift was there than breakfast in bed?
Meanwhile his daughter sat locked in her room, quite unaware of her possible doom. She'd gathered her courage this Valentines Day. This was the year she'd be talking to Jay.
So while Wheatley was "cooking," and wasting the yeast, Sophie wrote a letter- or tried to at least.
Sophie was brave, she was smart, she was strong, but now all she could think of was things going wrong. Why did every word come out sounding so bad? "What is it about Jay that turns me into dad?"
When the letter was done, Sophie took a deep breath. Dropping off this small note somehow scared her to death. Leaving her room before she could choke, Sophie walked down the stairs- and then she smelled smoke.
"Hey Sophie, would you mind helping me clean this place before your mother gets up? It's really not as bad as it looks, nothing's on fire this time- my spaghetti!"
Sorry I'm late with this, but I hope it's satisfactory. Heart shaped internet cookie if you can spot the hidden cartoon reference.
