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Sorry, forgot to upload this chapter when I finished it. Here it is!

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"I'm afraid you might not like the answer to that question."

The AI answered, as mischievously as ever.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I think you know what I mean."

"I hope not."

"If you so desperately want to… start the human race again, you'll have to start."

The arm holding the test tube of 'material' moved forward, towards the test subject.

"I am not going to do that! There has to be another way! Besides…"

The girl said, while pushing back the robotic arm.

"…What if this doesn't work? Who knows what happened to it!"

"You're right. After you put me into the potato, we can't be sure of what happened to it."

"See?"

The AI took the arm back into the floor, and started an in-depth analysis.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I have dinner to eat."

"Don't eat too much."

"We'll see about that!" The girl almost shouted, walking out the door.

"Sure. I'll be doing the hard work. Again."

The panels closed behind her.

Even when at work, the AI liked to upset the human. After all, she was the best at it; she'd been doing it for months now.

So when the test subject went to heat up another can of food, the supercomputer disabled the socket it was attached to. She watched the now frustrated girl push the buttons of the tiny microwave over and over again, until she faced the camera in the corner of the room.

"Really?"

"What are you talking about?" The AI responded, as innocently as she could manage.

"Ugh." With that, the test subject moved the plug to the next socket, and tried again.

To frustrate the girl even more, she let the microwave do its thing for about seven seconds, before shutting it off again.

"Just stop already!"

"I honestly have no idea what you're talking about."

"Either you make this thing work again, or I'll find a way to heat this can with your core!"

"Well. Let's see…" high, cheery beeps sounded over the intercom. "Found it. Looks like I accidentally disabled the mains systems. How silly of me. Wait, I'll turn them back on."

The microwave turned on again. The girl shot a glare at the camera, before taking the can out, and continuing her eating.

Meanwhile, GLaDOS was in her chamber, practically laughing out loud.

When the test subject (finally, as GLaDOS would say) arrived back at the Central AI Chamber, the AI herself immediately began speaking.

"Oh good, you're back. I have finished the first part of the analysis. Now it's your turn."

"You're the near omnipotent supercomputer in the room, you should be the one doing the analysis."

"You're getting it wrong. I need to check compatibility."

"…What?"

"I'll need your blood.", the AI said, excitedly.

With that, the girl stepped back, shocked.

"I thought we were done killing each other!"

"Please. I don't kill helpless orphans."

The test subject shot another glare at the AI, which only seemed to get more excited.

"Then what are you-"

"I'll just need a little sample." An elevator popped out of the floor. "This will take you straight to the infirmary. Speak to you then."

The girl stepped hesitantly into the lift, which, as always, immediately began moving. Somehow, the trip seemed more scary at the foresight of her blood being involved. Looks like the AI left a bigger mental mark than she initially thought.

When the elevator arrived at the infirmary (which seemed to take forever), there was a sort of hospital bed ready a few feet away.

"You only needed a blood sample, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"Why is there a bed with two lethal-looking arms in front of me?"

"Just sit down."

She did as she was told. One of the robotic arms located on each side of the bed started moving, making the test subject flinch. It quickly grabbed hold of her forearm, which didn't exactly calm her down.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

"Making another murder attempt, what else?"

"As has been told, I'm only taking a blood sample. You're not that brain damaged, are you?"

The AI said, indifferently, while a small needle pas penetrating the girl's skin. Said girl could feel her hand tingle, as blood was being extracted at a fast rate.

When the robotic arm finally let go of hers, the test subject pulled it back, and stood up. She quickly remembered that standing up too fast wasn't helping her bruised ankle, and sat back down, staring at her arm.

A few minutes later, when her arm stopped tingling, she spoke again.

"You could've just warned me!"

"Now, where's the fun in that?"

"It's not fun for me!"

"That's exactly why it's fun."

"If you weren't a computer, I'd say you were brain damaged."

"Corrupted."

"Corrupted. Actually, isn't that what the announcer said?"

Silence.

"Just get back to eating, or whatever it is you do when you're not eating."

The lift promptly opened.

"Did I just get you speechless?"

"I am still speaking. Now get in the lift."

"What if I don't want to?"

Suddenly, every single of the robotic arms mounted on every bed activated, revealing little sharp needles and other painful-looking machinery.

"…I'll go!"

"That's what I thought. I'll go do my part."

"I'll be in my room. Don't spy on me!"

"Oh, I wouldn't dare."

The test subject rolled her eyes, and stepped into the now very inviting elevator.

As always, when the elevator doors opened, the familiar turret stood there.

"Goodnight."

The girl smiled, and gave it a friendly pat, like she did every time. Normally, she was scared out of her mind when she saw a turret, but this one friendly turret, helped her get over it.

Of course, in the testing tracks, they still shot regular bullets, but outside the testing tracks? They recognised her, and wouldn't shoot. And that, was an awesome feeling in her book.

She went back into her room, and quickly fell asleep after that.