Wheatley woke up, relocated the arm that was over his shoulder, then decided he could sleep for a few more minutes, due to the fact that his alarm hadn't gone off yet.
Yup, his nice n' comfy bed was doing its job being nice n' comfy, although something wasn't quite right.
A cozy, warm bed... Check.
A nice, fluffy pillow... Check.
Thick blankets... Check.
Someone next to him... Check.
Wait, what?
Wheatley shot up "AHHH! GET OUT OF MY-the hell are you doing in my bed?!" He screamed.
GLaDOS's drone, laying next to him in his bed, suddenly turned on and looked surprised.
"I... I thought you were lonely. And I was lonely. So I got in next to you so neither of us would be lonely!" She suddenly looked hopeful.
Wheatley, his heart still racing, said "YOU DON'T JUST GET IN SOMEBODY'S BLOODY BED WITHOUT SAID SOMEBODY BEING AWARE!" He screamed, running his hands through his hair.
"I-I didn't know!" She said, looking scared and getting off the bed.
"It's just... Something you DON'T do!" He said.
GLaDOS's drone drove out of the room very quickly.
Wheatley stayed on the bed until his alarm went off, his poor little mind still trying to figure out why he said she could stay.
Then he started his 'normal' routine.
He took his shower, brushed his teeth, put on his day clothes, 'made' his bed, then went into the kitchen to make toast.
And he did, two delicious pieces of toast came out of the toaster perfectly.
He thought something was missing, but he just couldn't place it.
Oh well, he'd figure it out later.
As he came into the cafe, he noticed a few people he'd never seen before installing some kind of monitor in the high corner of the eating area.
"Oi, what are you doing up there?" He asked the people on the ladders.
"We're installing the new TV the owner ordered, we'll only be a few more minutes, we're almost done." One of them said.
"What's 'TV', and why are you putting it up there?" Wheatley asked the men.
"Can you save your questions for-*oomph*-Later? We're kinda busy." The other man said.
When Wheatley went into the backroom, he noticed Mike on the computer, looking up something called 'cable'.
"Hey, do you know what a 'TV' is?" He asked his boss.
Mike just looked at him like he just said the sky turned green, before saying "You DON'T know what a TV is?" He asked Wheatley.
"Of course not. Why would I?" Wheatley asked, dumbfounded.
"Come with me." Mike said, walking him upstairs to 'his' apartment.
Mike walked into Wheatley's bedroom, went into the walk in closet, then came out holding a dusty monitor.
"This is a TV." He said.
"No. That's a monitor, you plug it into a computer and it displays what the computer's graphics card generates for it." Wheatley said.
"No, this is a different kind of monitor, you plug it into the cable plug on the wall and change the channel to what you want." Mike told him.
Wheatley wanted to see this sorcery for himself, so he helped Mike set it up in his (previously) empty, tiny front room.
"So, you push this button... Then you push these buttons to change what it shows you?" Wheatley asked Mike, while holding a remote.
"Yeah, try it." Mike said.
"Okay..." He pushed the red button on the top of the remote.
"Today, shipments from the top pharmaceutical companies have been delayed due to a factory explosion, all orders that have been placed will be delayed until the factory is repaired and cleaned-A. B. D. E. F. G. H. I. J. K. L.-one, two, three, Jesus love me, one, two, Jesus loves-And stock in Google and Microware have increased by twenty percent-*silence*."
Wheatley was amazed.
"So... I can watch, all these channels, whenever I want?" Wheatley asked.
"Yeah, the channels play different things every hour or half hour, it's-" Mike's watch started beeping. "-Opening time, we gotta go downstairs now." He said, pulling Wheatley into the cafe's backroom with him.
His job was fun, but rather uneventful, and typically monotonous.
So we'll skip it.
As Wheatley walked back upstairs, he was trying to figure out what was off today, something just wasn't right. GLaDOS typically can't stay quiet that long while he's getting ready...
GLaDOS hadn't talked to him all day.
He didn't know why he should care, it's not like she was never mean to him, but thinking about her sulking in a corner all day made him feel rather guilty.
As he entered 'his' apartment, he noticed that the hologram was still running, so he called out to GLaDOS.
"GLaDOS? What are you doing?" He asked.
Silence.
"Do you want to play a game?"
Silence.
"You sure? 'Cause I feel like playing a game." He said, smiling.
The hologram turned off and he could see the grey panels again.
"You're not mad at me?" The Smiley Avatar, currently frowning, asked.
"'Course not. Like you said: You didn't know. Just don't get in my bed again, it's my bed." Wheatley said.
The Smiley Avatar started smiling again as the drone appeared from behind the wall, and went to get Checkers.
Maybe he and GLaDOS could be friends.
A./N.
Do you see this face? - [-.-] - This face is not amused.
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