PortalHappyHetalian

I'm in space! I'm an astronaut now! Hey lady, hey hey lady! Guess what! I'm in space! SPAAAAAAAACE! But.... Sometimes, space gets boring... There's nothing to do out here. I get lonely. It's cold. I want to go home. I don't want to be in space anymore. I'm tired, and scared. Please come get me from space. Thank you, lady.

Now that I'm out of the facility, I can't help but think. Think of all those times you tried to kill me. With the turrets, the neurotoxin, and many, many other things. But beneath all that, I know you really did like me. Even though you called me fat, useless, and a monster. I know you liked me. Deep down in your hard-drive. I liked you too, you know. But I can't speak. So I write this instead. Just so you know, the door's open. Expect me to come back sometime. Not to kill you, not to test, not to do anything. Nothing but give you a hug. Because you know what, GLaDOS? I miss you.

Hello, love. You remember me? Probably not. I did try to kill you, on more than one occasion. I just want to say I'm sorry. Sorry for being bossy, monstrous, evil, cruel, and mean. I'm also sorry for treating you the way I did. I'm such a moron. Chell, love, if you're reading this. I hope you'll forgive me. I understand if you don't. But can I tell you one more thing? I think I'm in love. In love with the most gorgeous, gentle, kind, agile, funny, woman in the whole universe. Yes, I'm talking about you, love. I understand if you don't feel the same. After all, Who could love a moron?

Warning: The Central Core is 80% corrupt. Funny, I don't feel corrupt. In fact, I feel just fine. You better not plug that little idiot into MY mainframe. You don't know what you're doing. You need to be a trained stalemate associate to press that button, you're unqualified. Don't press that button. I hate you so much. No! No no no no no! What have you done? Warning: New Core 100% a Moron. Good job, Chell. He's going to kill us all. Next time, listen to the warnings. Because now I'm a potato!

So yea, I'm defective. Bang! Bang! Bang! Shootin' blanks all the time, every time. Just go on ahead. I'll be fine. Though some bullets would be nice! Oh okay, bye lady. Maybe later. Bang! Bang! Bang! Still nothing... Helloo, HElooo, that's ridiculous! I'll never be normal. *click* *Click* *Click* Clickity click click. I'm defective

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Rick came home late that night, but what he didn't expect was to have the entire house spotless. He sighed and dropped his keys in the metal bowl with a clink. "Craig... 'm home..." He said and went upstairs to take off his work clothes and get into something more comfortable. When he came back downstairs, he heard the sound of a brush being scrubbed against tile and knew immediately where his small boyfriend was. "Sweetheart, are ya 'lright?" He asked, leaning on the doorway. Craig didn't look up at all from his work. His entire face was covered in sweat, there were bags under his eyes, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he was s

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