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Forte looked up at the night sky one last time, before she broke down into tears. She missed Wheatley, and knew that she
could never forget him. He was the only one that could make her smile. She never thought that anyone could be as funny and outgoing as him.
Wheatley could say the same thing. Out in space with none other than the space core. "SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE! I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU ALL!" Wheatley was crying, and if he could, he would try everything to get back to Earth to be with Forte. He would apologize for everything, and promise never to hurt her again.
"Oh man, I screwed up big time." Wheatley said to himself. "I never meant to go as far as trying to kill her. But she just made me so mad! I wish I never let her go." More tears flooded down his face, and one of the tears fell down to Earth.
Forte looked up before going into her house, and felt a drop fall onto her glasses. "What? But the weather report said nothing about rain." Then she got it. I
Fortley Fanfic part 2
Wheatley looked outside a small window. He could see no one walking around the test tracks. He missed watching all the test subjects go through them, and see them complete the tests. He especially missed watching Forte go through them. He loved seeing her complete the tests, and the smile that devloped on her face when she did. He never would see that smile again.
Forte was at her small house, looking for something to snack on before she went to bed. As she walked into the kitchen, she remembered Wheatley yelling at the sun for shinning in his eyes on that morning. She would never forget that day. The day when Wheatley came back to her. She sighed, then went to her room.
Wheatley took a walk around the test tracks for the 3rd time since he had returned. he could never stop walking around and around and around the test tracks; it was his new way of thinking. GLaDOS was worried at times, because he would sometimes sit in the test chambers, and just cry. Every now and then, he would look
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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