"Yes that's great. Listen Val, I've got to go," I said.
"Now? My ideas are still flowing though!"
"Then get a pen and paper because I've really got to go."
"Alright, alright. I got it. I'll talk to you later, then."
"Yes. Goodbye, Val."
"Goodbye, Wheaters."
I could practically hear her grinning over my stupid nickname. 'Click' I shoved my phone back into my pocket and straightened my tie.
It was 3:30. I was sitting under a pine tree in front of a elementary school, wringing my hands, anxiously.
Chell's final class would be letting out in minutes. I was so nervous, but I knew what I had to do. And I HAD to do it. This little girl was my one true friend and I couldn't let her go. Not for Valerie, not for my job, and not for Project Android. Not for anything.
A faint ringing sounded from the inside of the building. Any minute now.
A flood of children came out of the front doors. My eyes quickly scanned the crowd.
There she was. A little black head bobbing through the children.
"Chell," I called out.
She heard me, but she didn't look over.
"Chell, please come over here," I called a little louder.
She glanced briefly at me, then turned away again.
I weaved my way through the kids and walked behind her. "Please don't ignore me."
"I'm sorry, I just don't want to talk right now." She sounded morose.
I quickened my pace and knelt down in front of her. "Please don't go, love. I just want to tell you something."
She looked away.
I took her hands in mine. "I'm sorry for what I said. You ARE important to me. More important than Valerie, more important than my job, than anything. I can't do it without you. I said you were my only friend and I meant it! I don't want to lose you."
She finally looked at me. Her eyes were red and puffy, like she had been crying. "I know you're sorry. I shouldn't have been so rude to you. I can't make it without you either........ It's just that....." She sniffed.
"What's the matter?"
Tears tolled from her eyes. "Oh, Uncle Wheatley. I missed you."
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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.