Test Chamber 036: Training

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The puzzle wasn't hard, he told himself, and it certainly wasn't impossible.  No, in fact, he knew the solution but he just wasn't going to play without Chelldon.  He repeated that out loud, telling Tyler that his training course was very lack luster.  He did not need to be taught to jump.  Or to use the Apperture Science Portal Making Device.

In all actuality, Wheatley just couldn't figure out why the portals weren't working because he'd forgotten that he could actually switch colours to allow him to place two portals on the walls.

He just kept firing one over and over...  'To check how the gun was working.'  "Safety first, Tyler!" he said before Chelldon pretty much literally dropped down on him.  "AAAH!"

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The last one, cake core, chattered on about an insane recipe that may or may not work, sure he could get the fish scales but the dragon eggs? After dumping the poor thing into the fire, he yelped but that was about it, cake core seemed oddly damaged. Without the core, he turned his head and frowned slightly as he watched GLaDOS lag horribly. He didn't even move out the way when the laser came at him.

The explosion was loud and rocked the foundations, luckily they'd managed to do it before everything melted down. Either way, all that was left was a dangling android, his eyes closed and the wires around him badly damaged.

They'd won? Fantastic! Looking at Wheatley, he offered him a heartbroken look. "Sorry."

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Wheatley said nothing, mute as ever, and that just wasn't right. Whealtey was never quiet, never. If anything, he had too much to say. He did, however, push the button to close the iris over the incinerator.

It wasn't his family. Not really. They didn't like him, never respected him, and maybe he was a moron after all trusting a human. Trusting Chelldon. Androids don't love.

But this was close enough. A machine could only do what it was programmed for-- Or what Specimen 739 made them do.

"At least not everyone's dead," he said, finally vocalizing as he scooped up Tyler from under the desk. "I don't think Doctor Handy will give us 'very excellent' on this one."

Or maybe he would.

Humans, he decided, were monsters.

[stubbornsubject.livejournal.com]

"Very excellent," Chelldon insisted because he had done everything that was asked on him. He burnt the cores and stopped Tyler, he did everything that was asked of him and then some and if Wheatley was unhappy at that then it was his own problem. He only followed orders.

It was all he'd ever do because what life did he have? He only didn't if they were moronic

Even now, with GLaDOS gone and no one ruling them, he knew freedom and the outside world were still far from his grasp. He was just a clone and he'd never been out in the world, what would he even do there?

He lead the way out of the room and back towards the lads so Handy could give him further instructions.

He wasn't sure if he'd have another test, they hardly anyone to run them.

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