Little Bits of Chelley

Asking Her

I gently run a hand through my blonde-ish hair. Looking at myself through a mirror, I'm a tall, lanky, 20-something year old man with blue eyes and glasses. But all those years ago, I wasn't like that, no, I was a little round metal ball with handles who's only purpose was to be a moron and dumb-ify some big robot they couldn't control. To be honest, I was looking pretty good for a human turned robot turned human again. I mean, I could walk, I could pick up stuff, and I could not be chased by birds. As much.

I stand up straight, then look at the sticky-note in my hand. I'd been rehearsing for ages and ages, trying to get up the courage, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't ask her. I groan and rub my face. How hard could it be? All I had to do was go up to her, start up a small conversation, like "Hello! How's your day going?", or "Hello! What are you up to?", then ask her the question! Actually, it's not really that simple, if you really think about it. I could already feel the butterflies in my stomach having some mad party, making me feel slightly sick, which isn't really that nice, is it? No, it's not. Augh, why can't I just go and ask her? I mean, she's my best friend, she'll understand how I feel!

...Hopefully. Oh god, what if she rejects me? What if she just gets weirded out and just ignores me for a year or something like she did when I came back from space? Oh god...This isn't helping at all! Augh, I can really be a mor- NO, I AM NOT A MORON! - I mean, I can be a bit, well, silly, at...at times. There. That's better than saying that I'm a moron. Which I'm not. At all.

I try to distract myself by fixing my blue tie, which had been hanging limply around my neck the entire time that I was working myself up, over nothing, really. I could do it. I could walk up to Chell, and ask her. She'll understand! I know her well enough that she will. Or won't. Augh, just ask! C'mon Wheatley, you can do it! With a quick fix to my shirt, I was ready. Physically ready, yes, mentally ready, not by a long shot, mate. But I was going to do it. No matter what my nerves and my brain told me, I was going to go out there, and ask Chell.

Deep down, I felt like I knew that she would say yes. I felt like I knew that she would feel the way I do. I mean, we spend at least a bit of each day with each other, and we're always there for each other. Hell, when she got hurt really, really, quite badly, and She took her up to the surface, I followed close behind. I couldn't bare my best friend being all alone in a world she didn't know well at all! And we always comfort each other, in sad times, in scared times...Thinking about it now, I can't believe that I couldn't realise what was going on. Everyone else could. Sometimes I think even Chell realised it too. But...She didn't say anything about it. That's why I'm asking her.

Deep breath. In...Out. You can do this mate.

I turn and walk to my room's door. Reaching out for the handle, I take another breath. I was going to need all the calm and courage I had for this! The handle clicks as it unlocks, the door creaking in protest as I cling onto it slightly. Look left. Look right. No one was in the corridor. Brilliant. I step out, closing my door behind me, and begin to walk towards the Commons Room, which was really just a Test Chamber that GLaDOS rebuilt so Chell and us Cores didn't tear the place apart instead of staying in our rooms. She had to be there, she always is. Well, that is if she's gone off on a testing track. On her own. Again. Oh god, I hope not. The last time she did that she got- NONONONONONO DON'T THINK ABOUT IT!...Augh...That was close. I do NOT want to be reminded of that when I'm about to ask her the most important question I will ever ask her in my entire life. Glancing about, I walk a little quicker. I really, really, really hope she's there. If not, I'll have to go find her, then I'll be out of calm and courage to ask her, then I'll feel like an idiot, then I'll have to ask her at some point in the future. Which I don't want, because then she might ask me, which'll make me feel just a-a bit useless, because I wasn't the one to ask. Which I think that I should be.

As I reach the door of the Commons Room, I feel like my mind goes completely blank. My hands are shaking slightly. Oh god. Oh god. No, nonononono no, no. Come on Wheatley. You can do it. Step one, get through the door. It opens automatically as I close to it. Step two, check if Chell's in there. Glancing around the room, I see her at the bookshelf in the corner. Deep breath. Step three, conversation? Sure, let's give it a go.

"Hello Chell!"

She turns and smiles at me, then waves me over. Augh, so far so good, I...I guess.

"So, erm, what...what are you r-reading?"

She holds the book she had out to me. I gently take it with one hand, adjusting my glasses with the other. 'Deciphering The Code' was the title, the authors name something I couldn't quite make out. It seemed like quite an old book, by the look of the slightly battered spine, the hole in the back of the cover, and the musty-smelling pages. I look back at the front, and with a bit of a jaunty grin on my face, I try to say the author's name out loud.

"Hm...No-no via? Issat...Novia? Novia. R-right?"

She laughs at my attempts, taking the book back.

"Novia Bisca."

"Oh. Well, I was almost there, wasn't I mate?"

I chuckle slightly, fiddling with my hands as I didn't have anything to distract them with as I prepared to ask her the question.

"So,uhm, Ch-chell..."

She stops putting her book back on the shelf. I gulp, looking away for a second.

"Will...Will you, erm...Would you l-like to, uh, go, with me, s-somewhere that isn't here? Maybe?"

I look away fully, feeling my face burn with a blush.

"N-not like a-a DATE, or anything, a-along those lines, at...at all."

Oh god. Oh god oh god oh god. I did it. I asked her. I asked Chell. I bloody did it.

I have absolutely no idea what she'll say. All I can do is wait for her reply.

"ACK!"

I manage to shout as I get tackled into a hug by Chell, almost falling to the ground. I begin to chuckle, grinning from pure happiness.

"I-I, er, guess that's a yes, then?"

"You bet it..."

"Moron."

[A/N]
Did anyone get my little reference to my Gravity Falls fanfiction in there?
No?
Okay...