"Broken," Chelldon reminded Wheatley as he sipped his tea and watched the ball roll around, what was he to do what it was out of use, he hardly broke it and he could hardly be blamed for something like that going wrong. He didn't know what the perfume did but still... "Sorry."
Taking several gulps of tea, he held it in his mouth making his cheeks poke right out but he had a feeling he had to drink his tea fast or risk losing it. Much like the cake.
Crouching on the floor by where he set Wheatley, he frowned swiftly.
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Date: 2012-05-05 01:01 am (UTC)Taking several gulps of tea, he held it in his mouth making his cheeks poke right out but he had a feeling he had to drink his tea fast or risk losing it. Much like the cake.
Crouching on the floor by where he set Wheatley, he frowned swiftly.
What exactly did the core want this time?