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A Speck of Trouble, ch. 19 Chapter 19: The End
The ride up seemed shorter than it probably was, but when the door opened, Big Brother was certainly happy to see the miles of wheat surrounding the entrance to the facility. As he looked around, he noticed that Chell had already left them, and that there was something in the wheat besides… well, wheat. So, he walked over to look.
Sid was lying in the wheat with her legs resting on top of each other and her hands behind her head. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling.
“Hey…” Big Brother said.
Sid opened one of her eyes and smiled. “So…” She sat up and looked at him. “Got yourself in a speck of trouble, didja?”
“Yes… yes, I did.”
Sid leaned on her knees, suddenly feeling exhausted. “What was it like?”
“What was what like?” Big Brother asked.
A Speck of Trouble, ch. 18 Chapter 18: The Knight and the Maiden
“Sid, I can’t see!” Wheatley complained.
But, Sid wasn’t paying attention to Wheatley. In front of her in the new large room was a base nearly as tall as she was, and connected to that were several long arms. Connected to the top of the base was another long metal arm, but when Sid looked up higher, she found it to be a neck, and attached to it was a giant head, complete with propellers and a large spike on top of his head.
And guess who’s head that was?
Sid stared. “Whoa!” She stepped back a bit. “Wh-where…?”
“Just a little somethin’ I started working on while you took your time in the tests.” Big Brother replied.
“W- well, that’s uh… really cool! But, uhh… why?” Sid asked shakily.
“Just to pass the time, I suppose.”
A Speck of Trouble, ch. 17 Chapter 17: Tannin
This time, without even a response, everything in the facility shut off. Sid smiled, and put the backpack back on.
“Ha!” Wheatley said. “Can’t believe he fell for that one.”
Sid picked him up. “Me neither.”
“You read my mind.” TRaCE agreed.
Sid ran up to the opening on the den. “Well, let’s hope it lasts long enough.” And with that, she jumped out of the den and into the cold, dark test chamber.
“How’re you gonna reach that, Sid?” Wheatley asked once he saw their next goal.
“I think I’ll manage it.” Sid replied.
“So, TRACE,” Wheatley asked, “ya still think I’m the stupid one?”
“Yep.” TRaCE replied.
“Aw- she’s insulting me!”
“I’m not insulting.” TRaCE reasoned. “H
A Speck of Trouble, ch. 16 CHAPTER 16: The Mural
Sid crawled through the corridor in silence for the better part of an hour, and since GLaDOS had insisted that Wheatley just be quiet, even he hadn’t said anything at all since. Sid was beginning to get tired. She sighed, and stopped crawling.
“Hey, Sid.” Sid barely acknowledged TRaCE’s voice behind her. “Pull me out of your pocket. I wanna talk to you.” Sid hesitated to even move, but after several long, agitating moments, she reached behind herself, pulled TRaCE gently out of her pocket, and held it in front of her. “Just as I suspected. You look distraught.”
Sid nodded weakly. During the long hour she’d been crawling down the corridor, she had been crying silently for awhile, and only now did she notice the slight sticky feeling from letting your tears dry on your face.
“I know what’ll m
A Speck of Trouble, ch. 15 CHAPTER 15: Exceptions
She sat there, glaring at the doorway for a short while, expecting Big Brother to make a snarky comment about destroying the cameras or about losing her temper. But, he stayed silent. So, she got to her feet and started to walk through the door. The ride in the elevator was long and quiet and awkward (for Wheatley). The next test was rather small, and contained an Ariel Faith Plate and some lasers. As she walked inside the new test chamber, the door closed behind her.
“You alright there, Sid?” Wheatley asked as she walked towards the Faith Plate, glaring at every camera she saw.
“Oh sure.” she said, loudly, “I’m just dandy!”
“OH, good.” Wheatley sounded relieved. “You seemed um, quite upset back there.”
“Oh wow.” GLaDOS said. “I never thought you’d ever get stupide
A Speck of Trouble, ch. 14 CHAPTER 14: Turn Around
Sid stepped out of the test chamber silently, and headed into the elevator. Nobody had really said much until she’d finished the test.
“So, what’s your plan now, genius?” GLaDOS asked.
“What?” Sid asked, noticing her accusing tone.
“Now that your plan has backfired on you- which, I knew it would- what now?”
“What are you talking about? Aren’t we heading back to the main chamber?”
“Oh, well, I would like to. There’s only one problem. The main chamber is up there. And the elevator is taking us down there. He’s taking us away from the main chamber, you idiot!”
Sid’s eyes widened in sudden realization. GLaDOS knew this place, and she had no reason to lie to her right now. She shook her head; this didn’t add up. “Big Brother, where are we going?” The s
A Speck of Trouble, ch. 13 CHAPTER 13: Interference
“Wha-” Suddenly, the rusty panels underneath her feet broke under her and they all fell through the floor. Sid and Wheatley both screamed as they fell. They landed after a couple of seconds on a cold floor. It was pitch black other than the hole several feet above.
“Watch out, there’s a hole there.” Big Brother said, a little too late.
“GAHH!” Wheatley screamed. “WHERE ARE WE?! WHERE ARE- wait. Wait. I think… I think I’m dead. Am I dead? Ohhh, please tell me I--”
“WHEATLEY, put a sock in it!” Sid interrupted.
“Yes! You are dead!” TRaCE toyed. “And on your way to android hell!”
“WHAT?! You’re just sayin’ that, right? You- wait, TRaCE, I know it’s you.”
“Took ya long enough!” Sid commented.
“Hehehe… it wa
A Speck of Trouble, ch. 12 CHAPTER 12: Testing
The dark vestibule was quiet. There was a door on one wall and a door on the opposite wall. One door opened up and out tumbled an exhausted Sid, still wearing the backpack that contained Wheatley. She was breathing heavily and Wheatley’s pupil was darting around in all directions as the door closed behind them.
“Guhh! That was- Wheatley-” Sid said between pants.
“I’m sorry! I thought it was the right way!” Wheatley objected.
“You were behind me! I don’t know why I listened to you…”
“Because of my natural sense of direction.” Wheatley suggested.
“You’re not natural.” TRaCE told him.
“What she said.” Sid agreed.
“I know!” Wheatley said. “How about a break?”
“That actually sounded like an idea.” TRaCE said.
A Speck of Trouble, ch. 11 CHAPTER 11: Core Transfer
I hadn’t expected him to react this way. “Wha- what’s that?!” And then, a new voice filled the room. It was loud and it came from everywhere at once. It sounded masculine, but I wouldn’t necessarily assign it to any human man.
“Alternate core detected.” it said.
“Yes!” I said, growing excited.
“No!” Big Brother objected. “Whatever you’re planning, don’t do it!”
“I agree with him.” GLaDOS said. “Don’t do it.”
I laughed, partly because I was enjoying this and partly because they were agreeing. Big Brother was telling me not to do this because he was scared of what may result. But, GLaDOS was telling me not to do it because she dreaded the result.
“Why not?” I asked, laughing.
“Again, what she said!” B
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