Hey, Hellbunny again! I know I usually don't update chapters this quickly but I already have some of this pre-written, which makes my life a lot easier! So, here's the next chapter, maybe a titch too soon! Enjoy!
P.S. Yeah I know Portal took place in the Half-Life universe. I just wanted to do some Aperture Time... things.
Finn had to admit, she looked even prettier in the light of dawn.
Her dark hair glistened with a red-brown sheen, and her limbs looked even more sculpted with the angle of the light, as if a master sculptor had decided to carve a figure out of tan granite.
Finn crouched near her, examining her curious weapon.
It looked like a cross between a gun, a flashlight, and a grappling hook, and it had a barcode and the number 04 on it. It was slightly dirty, Finn guessed she had been through more than she was telling, but he respected that fact.
Every once in a while her chest shuddered and she sighed as she exhaled, making Finn jump. The sighing almost sounded like a death rattle.
Jake was on the opposite end of the room with Beemo, silently preparing breakfast.
The only sounds that were made were Chell's sighing and the ocassional sizzle and popping of bacon and eggs being turned over.
A delicious smell permeated Chell's nose at around 9. She woke up, expecting to hear the usual "Hello! You have been asleep for- 50 days!" and on hearing nothing but cooking and some silent humming by Beemo, she relaxed.
She was safe now.
No more tests.
No more being riddled with bullets.
No more fat jokes.
No more being poisoned by asbestos, moon rocks, or neurotoxin.
She grinned, looking down to see Finn. He was still examining the portal gun. A tiny strip of blonde hair stuck out from beneath his hat, shining in the sunlight. His porcelain skin looked almost pure white in the light. He looked up at her, his green-blue eyes almost like an ocean.
"Good morning, Chell." he said, smiling back up at her.
"Morning, Finn." she said, giggling a little as Finn fell backwards from his crouched position.
"I hope you guys are hungry!" said Jake, sliding some plates onto the table.
"Seeing as I haven't eaten, peed or spoken for an unknown length of time, yes." said Chell.
"Whoa... Dude, you didn't speak?" asked Jake.
"Well, that's a long story that I'll save for another time. Let's just say I was in a situation where I couldn't show people they were getting to me."
"That sounds bad." said Finn, shoveling a large spoonful of eggs into his mouth.
"It was, but the...um... person who ran the place let me go."
"Cool." said Jake.
"Hey, Chell, I've been wondering, what does that weapon do?" asked Finn.
"I'll show you after breakfast. I'll need 2 canvases, 6 feet in height, 3 feet in width. Can you get those?"
"Will do!"
The two canvases were propped against opposite walls in the living room. Chell rubbed her hand against one with purpose.
"Er... what're you doing?" asked Jake.
"When I was in the lab, I was poisoned by moon rocks. Hopefully I still have enough of them left in my system to create a portalable surface." said Chell, going over to the other canvas and spitting on it.
"Rhombus! So, is it all good?" asked Finn.
"Yeah, but you may want to step back a little." said Chell.
"Ok."
They stood near the window while Chell aimed the portal gun, closing one eye, found the switch in the handle to place a blue portal, and fired.
A blue oval appeared on the canvas.
"Algebraic..." said Finn quietly.
Then she turned around and fired an orange portal. She walked over to it and hopped through.
"That is so MATHEMATICAL!" shouted Finn.
Chell smiled, "I'm glad you think so."
"Wait." said Jake, "Princess Bubblegum will probably want to see this. She loves science."
"Who's Princess Bubblegum?" asked Chell.
"You'll find out."