Itches chapter 6 Moron

Itches

Chell

Falling. Chell was aware of it. Her body jerked and twitched as left over electricity still ran through her body. The claw had the ability to taser people apparently. She dipped in and out of consciousness, knowing she had to land on her feet, trying hard to stay awake for the moment of impact. Spike plates threatened to squish her, colliding as soon as Chell passed by. She didn't care that much. Her only concern as she landed on her feet clumsily, as she stumbled down to the ground on all fours, and finally collapsed facedown on the unwelcoming metal floor was her precious blue-eyed orb.

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Wheatley

Ugh….it hurts. Aw, it hurts. It bloody hurts. Where am I? Am I dead? No, no, I can't be. I'm hurting so that must mean I'm alive. Hopefully.

"Stop rambling. You moron." GLaDOS said flatly.

"I. AM NOT A MORON! Oh wait, was I saying that out loud? Aw I think I was."

"Get up." Wheatley felt a little annoyed at hearing that, knowing that she knew that he couldn't move at a- Wait. Wait. What is that? IS THAT AN ARM!? DID SHE LAY ME, ON A BLOODY PILE OF TEST SUBJECTS!? "GAAAAH!!!!!!!!" He immediately got out of the bed he was in, flailing all over the room he was in. " IT'S FOLLOWING ME!" Hello Wheatley. Meet Mr. Wall. BAM

Wait. How did I move all by myself? Did she install some…telekinesis program on me? No, no. That'd be simply out of character for her.

He then laid his optic on himself. Then it dawned on him.

SHE HAD ATTACHED HIM ONTO THE NECK OF A SMELLY HUMAN!!!

"Before you freak out, oh wait, too late for that. I did not attach you onto the neck of a human. I wouldn't waste a test subject on you." The female robot explained. "Go look in the bathroom mirror. Don't kill yourself on the way there."

Wheatley had indeed (with much difficulty) made his way over to the bathroom mirror. A blonde, blue eyed man, who also donned rectangular glasses looked back at him.

Oh no…oh no no nononononononono. He slowly backed away from the mirror, falling onto the tiled floor, remembering he had no idea to move the fleshy limbs that he now had.

"Isn't it a pleasant surprise? You finally have your old body back." The voice came on from a near by speaker. Wheatley stuttered, "W-what are you talking about?"

"Moron. This is your human body. Before you were transferred into that dented, old, cracked, lump of metal you called a body." She said content with her insult.

Wheatley then remembered a horrible thing.

"Oh, you remember. Chell is currently testing right now. But tell you what. I'll give you a chance to be with her. If you're willing to test." Wheatley could feel the evil in her voice as she said that. The door to the shabby room he was held in opened. Wheatley immediately stumbled through the door.

"But first, let's do a few….practice tests." GLaDOS remarked, seeing how as soon Wheatley got out of the room, he was already on the floor, grumbling about how human bodies were so bloody complicated to move.