Chapter 6

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They make their way through the forest until they hear laughter.

"Oh what is it this time?!?" Wheatley exclaims.

"Monkeys!" Factcore yells.

Monkeys swoop down and grab them by the shoulders.

"Put me down you winged- Wait why do they have wings?"

"Spaaaace!"

"We are not going to- wait they are flying higher we might be going to space."

The lady tries jumping out of the monkey's grasp but it doesn't work.

"You know, monkeys are 99% avocado."

"They are not!"

"Spaaaaaaace!"

The monkey's drop them at a dark castle and everyone's eyes go wide. Well, as wide as robot eyes can get.

"Aperture." They all mutter. Except for the lady. She just kicks her feet. They fall to the ground with a thud, and look up at the guards.

"Really? The turrets? That's the best she could do? I'll fight them all!" Adventurecore says.

They all get grabbed by the guards and dragged into the throne room.

"Welcome to Aperture!" GLADoS says.

"Are you.... are you going to try to kill us?" Wheatley asks.

"Kill you?" GLADoS stops to think for a second. "What a brilliant idea!"

Wheatley looks around. He spots a bucket of water and starts to move towards it, but trips over the heels.

"Bloody heels!"

Adventurecore, however, picks up the bucket and throws the water on GLADoS.

"I'm melting! I'm melting!" She cries, as she turns into dust.

"She's dead!" The turrets yell.

"Oh no,"

"Ding dong the wicked witch is dead!"

"Why?" Wheatley cries.

"Spaaaace!"

"We know! You just wanna go to spaaace!"

"We're so grateful! Thank you!" A female turret says to Adventurecore.

"You're welcome darlin'." He says with a wink.

The turret almost faints. Adventurecore turns to the lady.

"I think I deserve a reward for saving all our higney's." He says.

The lady rolls her eyes and kisses his cheek. Adventurecore blushes.

"This is all great, but we need to get to the Emerald City." Wheatley says.

"The Emerald City? We can take you there!" The turret snaps it's fingers and they all appear in the Emerald City.

"Well... Alright then! Let's go see the wizard!"

"We're.... OFF TO SEE THE WIZARD!"

"No more singing!"

Read smoke and fire too. By me.

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