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She grinned, nibbling on another cookie. “That’s fantastic! I’ll definitely have to tell my brother.” She nodded, leaning back slightly. “Aperture is quite different from this place. I think he’d like visiting here a lot.”
“Games!” She clapped her hands together, smiling widely. “Oh, I love games! What kind of game?~”
“Hello there!” She waved, giggling softly. “And how are you this evening?”
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“Wonderland!” She clapped her hands together with a grin. “I’ve heard of Wonderland! So it’s actually called Underland? I never knew that!”
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youre-late-for-tea-naughty started following you
“Oh, Mr. Hatter!”…
“Oh, the Underland?” Her eyes lit up with curiosity, leaning forward slightly. She’d never heard that word; she’d have to tell her brother about it when she returned home. “Is that what this place is called, sir?”
youre-late-for-tea-naughty started following you
“Oh, Mr. Hatter!” She grinned, waving in greeting. “How are you this fine evening, sir?”
“I’m well! Would you like some tea? Of course…
“Oh, thank you!” She giggled, sitting down next to him and nibbling on a cookie. “How have you been, Mr. Hatter? I haven’t seen you in a while.”
“I-I know. I won’t let it bother me too much.” He chuckled faintly. “Just you an’ me, having fun an’ just…just us being together.”She exhaled softly, gently nuzzling his chest. “Honey, loving someone means you worry about them. You can’t help but worry, because they mean so much to you. It might not be software, Wheatley; it might just be the fact that I mean so much to you.” She squeezed him lightly, hands lightly gripping the back of his shirt. “I worry about you, too. More than you know, really. Because you’re my whole world, honey; all I want is you to make you happy, safe and loved. Worry comes with loving someone. But—“ She pulled back slightly, meeting his eyes. “It shouldn’t stop you from having fun with the person you love, either. From enjoying time with them, the most you can.” She reached up, gently cupping his cheek. “There’s hundreds of happy days ahead of us, honey. Please don’t let worry stop you from enjoying them with me. Please?”
She nodded, thumb gently brushing against his cheek. “Just you and me, together forever.” She smiled warmly, stretching up on her toes to kiss his chin. “Let’s go, honey. We can go paint a while, and then see what it’s like outside today. Let’s go have a nice day together, okay?” She hugged him close a moment longer, before gently detaching from him. She bent down, slinging the paint bag over her shoulder, gesturing towards the door. “Oh, and one more thing.” She straightened, grinning up at him. “I’m gonna get there first!~” She giggled, bumping the door open with her hip and darting out to the hall, headed for the painting corridor.
I’ve seen enough of the Socially Awkward Penguin to know that you all appreciate the, uh, comfort of living intimately with computers, but in my case, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.
She loves to torment me, you know. That’s why I like it right here. Or at least in this general area. The other rooms I’m allowed in only open at night, and great big ol’ screens of this are always waiting for me…
Next question, please…
