Chelldon turned his head to Wheatley and let the rabbit nibble at him, he really did like the lovely little creature and part of him was tempted to steal it, no one could use a rabbit night-light quite like Chelldon, he had always wanted a pet, even as a boy when he'd first seen the rat. He hadn't been outside since the 'bring your son to work day', his memories of pets were lacking.
"No," Chelldon offered before stroking the top of the rabbits head. He really didn't know what Wheatley wanted from him.
This was fun, he would have more fun if he, you know, held the little fluffy ball of brilliance. He didn't want to join in so what did he honestly expect? For Chelldon to do something and woah him?
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Date: 2012-05-03 12:24 am (UTC)"No," Chelldon offered before stroking the top of the rabbits head. He really didn't know what Wheatley wanted from him.
This was fun, he would have more fun if he, you know, held the little fluffy ball of brilliance. He didn't want to join in so what did he honestly expect? For Chelldon to do something and woah him?
He was not a preforming monkey.