Chelldon was more than happy to eat as he walked the moment after the cake was passed to him, he was practically shoving the cake in his mouth and he didn't care how 'special' that looked. Everyone thought he was damaged anyway, may as well make the most of what was offered instead of worrying too much about the little things.
And cake was amazing, frankly, he didn't want it to have to end.
He only slightly listened to Wheatley complain about the bring your son to work day. Oh he remembered that perfectly, a potato clock and then being told it was the perfect day to have him tested. And he'd never left. Or seen his battery clock again.
He didn't even realised what was happening beyond the cake hence he barely heard the run command, licking his fingers, he took off in a scamper, half a cake still in his hands.
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Date: 2012-05-03 11:20 pm (UTC)And cake was amazing, frankly, he didn't want it to have to end.
He only slightly listened to Wheatley complain about the bring your son to work day. Oh he remembered that perfectly, a potato clock and then being told it was the perfect day to have him tested. And he'd never left. Or seen his battery clock again.
He didn't even realised what was happening beyond the cake hence he barely heard the run command, licking his fingers, he took off in a scamper, half a cake still in his hands.
He was living the dream here!