"Ding dong," rang my doorbell.
I wasn't expecting company, so I ignored it.
"Ding dong, ding dong," it rang more persistently. 'Knock knock knock knock'.
"Nobody's home," I wanted to shout.
"Open the door, Wheatley. I know you're home," shouted Valerie.
I sighed, then strode over to the door.
She swung it open before I could lay a finger on the doorknob. "Hello!" she said cheerfully marching into my apartment without invitation.
"Um... hi?"
She spun around to face me. "I just had a major breakthrough," she sang, flipping through her clipboard.
"Uh, okay? Listen, now really isn't the time. I've got to pick up Chell from school and-"
She waved her hand impatiently. "This will only take a minute, I promise."
I sighed in defeat. "Alright. What is it? And don't think you can do this all the time, okay?"
She smiled brightly. "Good. Now, are you going to join Project Android?"
"I've told you, I don't know!"
"Why not? Are you nervous?"
"If this is for some science project, I'm not in the mood and I don't have the time."
"Please, Wheatley. This could be very important. And not just for me, for you! Especially for you. This has everything to do with you."
I sighed again. She looked sincere enough. "Yes," I answered, "I'm terrified that something could go wrong or something about me might change. I mean, I'll be turned into a robot for God's sakes! Who knows what might go wrong! What if something does happen and I'm not there to take care of Chell?"
Valerie patted my arm sympathetically. "Of course. I understand. But I might have the solution to that problem. The uncertainty, that is."
I tilted my head. "How?"
She unclipped several pieces of paper and handed them to me. "Those, are the layout plans for Project Android. A copy of them. Not only are they the circuit patterns for the inside of the android, they also show how they connect to the body and different types of ports. Isn't that amazing?"
I traced my fingers over the wire patterns. "Yes, it is. But how does this solve my problem?"
She excitedly thumbed through the papers. "We have everything we need. My brother was an electrical engineer. We could test run Project Android."
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Uncle Wheatley is NOT a moron
Fanfiction"Stop it!" Chell shouted, "Uncle Wheatley is NOT a moron!" A collection of short stories from Human!Wheatley's POV. Poor little Chell. Her father hasn't the time to take care of her.