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AN: Okay guys! Here it is, my first Portal and second ever fanfiction. I've worked really hard on this, just getting started, stopping in the middle of a sentence, getting stuck and frustrated, but it's finally here. This all came to me in a dream and I did my best to get out everything that I could so that I wouldn't lose it. I promise it will improve and become more interesting as I go along. HUGE special thank you to magefeathers who so graciously took the time to Beta Read for me before I sent this out to you guys. 'Gnit Picking,' she calls it. Without her this would still be a bit rough around the edges, so I'm extremely grateful, but I'll shut up now and without further adieu, I present, "To Love a Machine."

o o o

To Love a Machine
Chapter 1

   The sun blinded Chell as she was ejected from the Aperture Science Laboratory. You wouldn't know by looking at it, but there was a facility that ran hundreds of thousands of miles beneath her, and she had just escaped. Well….been kicked out really, but that's a story for another day. Moments after her return to the outside world, the little tin shed managed to belch out an old friend. The companion cube. It was scorched and blackened from the incinerator, as it shot out of the hole that once housed the elevator and barely made it over the threshold before the door slammed shut behind it. She sighed, a grin slowly making its way across her face. Everything was going to be okay.

o o o

"So much space, need to see it all."
"I wish I could take it all back. I honestly do. I honestly do wish I could take it all back, and not just because I'm stranded in space. "
"I'm in space."
"I know you are mate. Yep. We're both in space."
"SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCEEEEE!!!!!"
"Anyway, you know if I was ever to see her again, do you know what I'd say?"
"I'm in space."
"I'd say, I'm sorry. Sincerely. I am sorry, I was bossy, and monstrous, and I am genuinely sorry. "
"I'm in space."
"The end."

   Three days. It's been three days since she shot the portal on the moon. The one that stranded me out here and all. Honestly, I don't blame her. I wouldn't blame her if I tried to apologize, and she crushed me like I tried to do to her so many times. So many times… Look at me. Acting like there's a chance I'll ever see her again. I don't even know her name.
   Wheatley sighed. Rather, he made the closest thing he could manage to the sound that those sme-humans, those humans made out of exasperation. This was getting old, and fast. The Space Core didn't make for very good company, quickly getting tired of the "space" routine, the AI started going on about wanting to go home. Wheatley didn't even bother telling the poor bloke that it just wasn't going to happen, like the once space-obsessed core would listen to him anyway. The things he would do for a second chance.
Their third day in the starry abyss was coming to a close. The Intelligence Dampening Sphere tried his best to come to terms with the consequences of his reign of tyranny. After all, anything and everything produced inside of Aperture Laboratories was built to last, especially in post-apocalyptic situations. Why should space be any different? Taking another moment to consider this, Wheatley merely closed his shutters and tried to quiet his thoughts. For all he knew, he could be here for a very, very long time.

o o o

   Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong. The British Core had just drifted off into some form of quiet nothingness before he realized that his shapeless void of a prison was entirely too quiet without the ceaseless chatter of his only companion. Opening his blinds, Wheatley's view was breathtaking. When did he get so close to the Earth? Trying to make sense of this, he then remembered his lost tag-along.
   "Are you still there, mate?" he called into the cosmos. "Hello?"
Nothing. In the distance, the core could just make out a seemingly small metal object that was getting farther, and farther away. Come to think of it, he WAS moving alarmingly fast. In a matter of minutes Wheatley was hurling towards the Earth, his temperature rising with every second. He wished desperately that the heat wouldn't be too much for him. Even if he did burst into flames, he wouldn't be able to land in the water for fear of having his circuits fried. Though he was supposed to be able to last in temperatures up to four-thousand degrees Kelvin, his fear got the best of him. Panicking, Wheatley did the only thing that he could think to do in that moment. He screamed, but for an instant, The Intelligence Dampening Sphere looked down to see what he only knew to be the Great Lakes, and he was heading straight for them.

AN: Wheatley just might be getting his chance! I'm sorry, really sorry that this first little starter chapter was so short, what with the slow start and everything. Like with most Chelley fics that take off pretty close to the ending of Portal 2, they kind of have to start out the same before they can venture off into their own individuality. xD Anyway guys, thank you so much for reading and please try to bear with me. Any and all commentsfeedback are greatly appreciated. Also thanks to ~Sabaku-no-Kurai for all the ideas and  support. (:
Until next time, Kizzy.

Description
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING.

AN: Okay guys! Here it is, my first Portal and second ever fanfiction. I've worked really hard on this, just getting started, stopping in the middle of a sentence, getting stuck and frustrated, but it's finally here. This all came to me in a dream and I did my best to get out everything that I could so that I wouldn't lose it. I promise it will improve and become more interesting as I go along. HUGE special thank you to magefeathers who so graciously took the time to Beta Read for me before I sent this out to you guys. 'Gnit Picking,' she calls it. Without her this would still be a bit rough around the edges, so I'm extremely grateful, but I'll shut up now and without further adieu, I present, "To Love a Machine."

o o o

To Love a Machine
Chapter 1

   The sun blinded Chell as she was ejected from the Aperture Science Laboratory. You wouldn't know by looking at it, but there was a facility that ran hundreds of thousands of miles beneath her, and she had just escaped. Well….been kicked out really, but that's a story for another day. Moments after her return to the outside world, the little tin shed managed to belch out an old friend. The companion cube. It was scorched and blackened from the incinerator, as it shot out of the hole that once housed the elevator and barely made it over the threshold before the door slammed shut behind it. She sighed, a grin slowly making its way across her face. Everything was going to be okay.

o o o

"So much space, need to see it all."
"I wish I could take it all back. I honestly do. I honestly do wish I could take it all back, and not just because I'm stranded in space. "
"I'm in space."
"I know you are mate. Yep. We're both in space."
"SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCEEEEE!!!!!"
"Anyway, you know if I was ever to see her again, do you know what I'd say?"
"I'm in space."
"I'd say, I'm sorry. Sincerely. I am sorry, I was bossy, and monstrous, and I am genuinely sorry. "
"I'm in space."
"The end."

   Three days. It's been three days since she shot the portal on the moon. The one that stranded me out here and all. Honestly, I don't blame her. I wouldn't blame her if I tried to apologize, and she crushed me like I tried to do to her so many times. So many times… Look at me. Acting like there's a chance I'll ever see her again. I don't even know her name.
   Wheatley sighed. Rather, he made the closest thing he could manage to the sound that those sme-humans, those humans made out of exasperation. This was getting old, and fast. The Space Core didn't make for very good company, quickly getting tired of the "space" routine, the AI started going on about wanting to go home. Wheatley didn't even bother telling the poor bloke that it just wasn't going to happen, like the once space-obsessed core would listen to him anyway. The things he would do for a second chance.
Their third day in the starry abyss was coming to a close. The Intelligence Dampening Sphere tried his best to come to terms with the consequences of his reign of tyranny. After all, anything and everything produced inside of Aperture Laboratories was built to last, especially in post-apocalyptic situations. Why should space be any different? Taking another moment to consider this, Wheatley merely closed his shutters and tried to quiet his thoughts. For all he knew, he could be here for a very, very long time.

o o o

   Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong. The British Core had just drifted off into some form of quiet nothingness before he realized that his shapeless void of a prison was entirely too quiet without the ceaseless chatter of his only companion. Opening his blinds, Wheatley's view was breathtaking. When did he get so close to the Earth? Trying to make sense of this, he then remembered his lost tag-along.
   "Are you still there, mate?" he called into the cosmos. "Hello?"
Nothing. In the distance, the core could just make out a seemingly small metal object that was getting farther, and farther away. Come to think of it, he WAS moving alarmingly fast. In a matter of minutes Wheatley was hurling towards the Earth, his temperature rising with every second. He wished desperately that the heat wouldn't be too much for him. Even if he did burst into flames, he wouldn't be able to land in the water for fear of having his circuits fried. Though he was supposed to be able to last in temperatures up to four-thousand degrees Kelvin, his fear got the best of him. Panicking, Wheatley did the only thing that he could think to do in that moment. He screamed, but for an instant, The Intelligence Dampening Sphere looked down to see what he only knew to be the Great Lakes, and he was heading straight for them.

AN: Wheatley just might be getting his chance! I'm sorry, really sorry that this first little starter chapter was so short, what with the slow start and everything. Like with most Chelley fics that take off pretty close to the ending of Portal 2, they kind of have to start out the same before they can venture off into their own individuality. xD Anyway guys, thank you so much for reading and please try to bear with me. Any and all commentsfeedback are greatly appreciated. Also thanks to ~Sabaku-no-Kurai for all the ideas and  support. (:
Until next time, Kizzy.