Test Chamber 034: Nearly To Cake

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"Oh, this is fantastic," Wheatley said as he bent down to offer Chelldon a hand up from one of the lower levels that didn't really require jumping or companion cubes.  "Finally, finally I am being recognized for the work I've done!  It's going to be--  Just you wait, Chelldon.  I'll be promoted and just after this last test chamber, you'll have cake and after the next one you'll beat the monkey!  I'll even be in a position just to give you move tests instead of letting you get dissected for science...  Now now, I'd never let you be dissected.  I'm your companion core and you're my Test Subject and I think we'll need to jump over there?"

Right, no.  There was no ledge over there, and even if the catapulted out of it, they'd end u[ across the room on a very little ledge with no choice but to die.  That was after they managed to HIT the ledge!

And who really wanted to die?

Not Wheatley.  He had a new desire to live!

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Chelldon held his hands out to show that no, he had no issue here, he liked Wheatley and he wanted to believe him... so he would. But he was just going to keep an eye out and be a tad worried but he was allowed to be. Caution was part of being human and as much as he loved the crayons and the bunny, he knew he had to stay on his toes.

Nothing in Aperture was ever easy. You had to expect to be hurt.

It was not an easy existence but Chell had lived with it for a while now. It was the little things he liked, like Walter and tea with Wheatley. He smiled at the suggestion and nodded his head before looking up at the platform just above them. Only a few more steps to leave, he couldn't just end the test.

"Please make no attempt to leave the testing area. Please complete the test as requested or you will not receive cake. Or a bunny."

Chelldon bit his lower lip and looked over at Wheatley. That was odd

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"What do you know? You just came online. I didn't receive any...orders... All right, all right, I did. But you sent the orders...on the proper channels... Oh, it doesn't matter. We're getting cake." Wheatley shot a portal up by the ceiling and one on the wall in front of them. "Chelldon, hold onto me, I'm going to work that panel loose but I don't want to fall doing it!"

Not that falling would hurt him, thanks to the boots, but that didn't exactly bode well just the same. Wheatley was inept. He'd likely make a big old mess of everything.

And probably cause the panel to crush them. Or annoy GLaDOS so he crushed them.

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"Please do not damage or misuse our panels, doing so will lose you any rewards, such as cake and promotions. Completion of the test is in your best interest or you will receive a unsatisfactory mark on your record," GLaDOS warned and Chelldon, who really did want to just beat the test, tried his hardest to ignore it as he held onto Wheatley and helped him get through the portal. He had no idea what the core was doing but he was curious to see.

Where they tunnelling out to find Walter or cake? Or were they just rebelling for the sake of rebelling? Well he has to ask!

"Walter?" Chelldon asked as he helped Wheatley hang out of the portal, not sure if he wanted to be eventually dropped or not but either way, he was keeping a hold of him as tightly as he possibly could... and Wheatley was not light!

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"Wheatley," he corrected, already trying to override his natural instinct to go for the promotion and get his punch card filled out. Oh, this was awful! Didn't these people realize that his entire goal in life was for Chelldon to beat the monkey and for him to get marked 'very excellent' in all catagories?

There was a small whisper from Tyler just under the hum of electric interference that said only a human doctor could, under procotocol, fill out his punch card.

Thank Robot God -- not that he believed in a robot God because that was just plain silly -- for Tyler!

"Hold me a little tighter, Chelldon, I have to lean out more."

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Chelldon held on tight and gripped onto Wheatley as he dangled out of the Portal. Wheatley was not light and he was starting to have a lot of blood rushing too his head as they both hung downwards. Couldn't Wheatley just hurry up and for once explain himself because Chelldon could solve the test. Four portals, a moved cube and a rerouted wire... problem solved!

"I would like to remind you that vandalising Aperture property will not get you a promotion. You will promptly be fired."

Oh how he hoped GLaDOS didn't have that sort of power, he only liked Wheatley. The other cores were awkward, stupid or insane. Or... well, Tyler like.

He didn't want to risk getting the core destroyed.

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"All right, almost...and there!" Off came the panel and, perfect, there was a spot to shoot another portal just up there! He pointed for Chelldon to use his gun -- well, they were in the middle of using both of his portals and while Wheatley was stupid he wasn't suicidal -- and beamed at the human when he accomplished the task. "New Test!" he proclaimed, because they both rather liked the idea of testing. "We find Doctor Handy, get him to score our punch card, and then we move on to the tests for cake and Walter."

Wheatley had absolutely no idea how it would work. He pondered for a moment, and then confessed.

"Not sure how yet, but I am practically brilliant. Designed to be. No, honestly. I am literally programmed for it." In a display of bravado, he actually took the first step through Chelldon's portal and stepped out on the catwalk above the testing chamber.

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Chelldon did as instructed because... well, he always did. The portal closed behind them as they leapt out and there was a sudden burst of static above them. "Hey, you can't do that. Restricted personal only. Please return to the testing area, you're so close to completion and your retirement. There is a party with cake and confetti. We're going to use the good confetti as we have been saving it for a special occasion. Do not listen to the defective cores."

Chelldon kept on moving anyway, he didn't know who was right and who was wrong but Wheatley had never purposefully lead him into danger and while they had zero confirmation if Doctor Handy even survived the neurotoxins.

As they rushed through the catwalk, part of it in front of them just crumbled and fell. Chelldon had to grab Wheatleys shirt and haul him back before he fell.

... Was that GLaDOS's handy work?

"You're close to completion, please turn back."

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